A/N: READ. THANKS. ROSES. Gosh, a new fic, and I hope you like this too. Haha this fic popped out due to boredom, 'nuff said. If this gets accepted, then, I would continue. Haha I really think this kind of concept is overused, so I'm not really sure. So please tell me. :)

Tsuna always wondered if somehow he just happened to be born at the wrong place and at the wrong time. No, maybe, he was just adopted and wasn't related to any of the people he was eating breakfast with. Yes, that must be it. No doubt about it. He sighed audibly into his cereal. Why was he so pathetic?

He wouldn't feel so depressed if only his family was a normal one. But no, they weren't. They were far from it actually. What was he talking about? Well, the mere fact that all of his family members were celebrities. Each and every single one of them, except for him, that is.

The Sawada family were known throughout the entertainment industry as a formidable family that cultured the best genes as they say. Why? To start off, his father, Sawada Iemitsu, was a blockbuster director. Every single movie he had produced always was a hit.

Whether said movies were of action, comedy, and romance genres, all the movies sold tickets like hot pancakes. It wasn't an exaggeration though. The many trophies littered around the living room were proof of that.

Now, his mother, Sawada Nana, was a renowned chef. She was a culinary genius, and was considered a celebrity among the aspiring chefs around the country, and to the world too perhaps.

She whipped up the most elegant, and expensive desserts, and created the most unique signature dishes. Her secret? Sprinkles of her most favourite spices—love and care. His mother always made her concoctions with such precision, because she believed, that every consumer was family. That simple belief, enabled her to create the tastiest dishes, people had ever had the chance to sample.

His parents were at the hype of their carriers, and his older brothers weren't any different. He had two older brothers actually. His oldest brother, Sawada Dino - his alias is Dino Cavallone - was the famous leader of the band Vongole. Who would even name their band, clams? Tsuna didn't understand and he never would.

Teenagers and women alike adored the name though, and the band's popularity sky rocketed within the first year of their debut. There were six of them in the band. His brother Dino was the oldest among his band members, and ultimately became the leader due to his seniority, though he was only twenty years old. He was both the leader and lead bassist.

His other older brother was Sawada Ieyasu, also known as Giotto. Now, his other brother was a well-known model and actor. Having modelled in famous brands of clothing all over the world, he was considered to be one of the most sought after model of their time.

His abnormally gorgeous looks always attracted trouble since they were young, since he was too good-looking, just as his mother had stated. Aside from endorsing the most expensive brands ever known to man, his brother was also an incredible artist. Giotto debuted as an artist as the lead actor for one of his father's movies, and from then, he had become a huge hit. His charisma just oozed on and off camera. He's only nineteen years old

Right, he also had a younger brother. Their adorable, little Fuuta. Aside from being a math genius and the weird ability to predict fortunes, their youngest member was also a child actor. Being endorsed in many many commercials and brands, his younger brother also knew how to act.

Every emotion needed was shown perfectly in every show he was casted in. His parents, of course, only let Fuuta choose which ones he'd like to work in. Strangely, his adorable sibling enjoyed working in the industry. His little brother was only eight years old.

The last but not the least, the family's overall manager, Reborn. That's right, that's what his name was, plain Reborn. He had known Reborn for most of his life, and he was scary as hell. When he was younger, Reborn had been his former tutor, and he had never, in his whole life, been so traumatized.

From learning how to dodge bullets to acing tests, his life had been living hell under his unorthodox tutelage. Well to his defence, all his brothers were subjected to the same treatment, even innocent little Fuuta. Though his were more torturous and harsher. Why? Because he was Dame-Tsuna. He was weak, stupid, and everything in between.

Reborn resolved to awaken his 'godly genes' as he had stated multiple times in his damned life. For Tsuna, such genes seemed to skip him during his birth, and being a celebrity wasn't his interest. Reborn, however, thought otherwise, and until now, he was doing all he could to make him suffer, until he enters the world of celebrities.

Like hell he would. Right, he forgot to mention that his devil tutor along with his illegal ways was a famous model. He had the build fit for the most expensive suites, and looks women would die for. Tsuna blanched at this. If only those women knew of his sadistic ways, then, they would think twice of wanting to date him.

Now, where did he stand? Nowhere, absolutely nowhere. While everyone of his family was famous as hell, he was nobody, no one knows about. Tsuna wouldn't even be surprised, if none of the people knew, that the amazing family of the Sawada had a loser son like him.

Through the years, being shadowed by his family's brilliance had him inevitably developing an inferiority complex. He felt as if he would never be good enough, despite being able to do well in school. He was in the honors' class after all. Still, every single day, it felt as if were threading on thin ice, and just one wrong move could have him drowning in the icy water beneath.

Slowly, he had come to accept his mediocrity compared to his family members. Though sometimes, he could still feel the insecurity creeping up his system. Well, it's not like he had anything else to do. He didn't want to be a celebrity, and he doubted he had the qualities to be one. After all, he was the only one who strangely inherited his mother's features.

Dino, Ieyasu, and Fuuta all had blond manes while he on the other hand, had long brown hair which he received from his mother. His brothers all had golden eyes, just varying in hue and clarity, while he had dull, brown eyes. See? He wasn't celebrity material, never was, and never will.

He never did understand why Reborn was so insistent, on him following the same path as his family. He didn't have the looks, the talents, and the charisma his family seem to exude so easily. He really was pathetic and he was aware of that.

Sighing quietly, he stood from his seat, ignoring his parents' sickening display of affection. His older brothers lived at different apartments, successfully providing for themselves while he, a seventeen-year old teen, was jobless, and a senior at his high school. To think it was his birthday today too, not that anyone remembered though. True, his family loved him dearly, and he did them. However, they were too busy to be bothering about him. Walking past Reborn, he stopped.

"Oi Dame-Tsuna, go home early from school. The family will be interviewed as a whole later. Run away and I will hunt you down." Reborn stated crisply causing him to sigh once again. Trust his former tutor to input a threat in every sentence.

"Hai hai, I'll be home soon."

…

At five, he was finally on his way home. As always, school had been uneventful. For him only, anyway. He didn't have friends, after all. He really was pathetic, wasn't he? His inferiority complex had him turning into a completely shy person, thus, making friends was close to impossible. He really needed to get a life soon.

The brunet stopped in his tracks, when he saw a van parked outside their house. He looked confused for a moment, before he nodded in understanding. Ah, the interview. Truthfully, he resisted all he could just to be left out of the interview, yet his parents were firm in their decision. He had to participate, lest he be sent to his grandfather in Italy.

Now, that was when he obeyed like a dog, and did as was told with no questions asked. It's not that he didn't like being with his grandfather, it's just that his adopted son was scary, and his friends were no less scary. He didn't want to be scarred for life. His brothers insisted that he join in, and so his horrible fate was decided. He uttered his ultimatum though, that this would be the first and last time he would ever be seen in television, or any other form of advertisemen for that matter.

Tsuna sighed, before going around the block, intent on going inside the house via the backdoor. Quietly creeping in, he flinched when he heard voices from the living room.

"Nana-san, you have a lovely house. What inspired you and your husband to design it this way?" Tsuna didn't linger long enough to know the answer, since all he wanted to do was hide in his room, and hopefully, have them forget he existed long enough to be left out of the interview. Quickly, he opened his door and locked it with a small 'click.'

"You're not getting out of this, Dame-Tsuna."

"Hieeeee!" He cowered against the door, when he saw Reborn sitting on his bed, smirking at him. He settled his hand against his chest, his heart trying to beat out of his chest.

"Don't scare me like that, Reborn!" His former ignored him, instead, striking up a conversation with Bianc—his eyes widened considerably.

"Reborn….why is Bianchi in my room?" Tsuna asked scared suddenly. Bianchi was their family's personal beautician, and hair dresser, but why was she here? Surely, she had to be downstairs, assisting his family. Reborn turned to him, his smirk still in place.

"You're becoming stupider as days go by, Baka-Tsuna. Bianchi would be fixing you up for the interview, which is in…" Reborn paused and chanced a glance at his clock. "….half an hour. We don't have time, so be a good boy and sit down on the bed." Tsuna backed away and tried to move away from their prying hands. He wasn't a dog that needed to be groomed, damn it! Sure, he had untameable hair - in spite of his long ponytail - it doesn't mean he needed any fixing!

"HIEEEE! No! Get away from me! Stop it!"

…

The occupants of the living room all looked up, hearing the indistinct sounds of shrieking and thumping from the floor above. The interviewer turned to them, smiling hesitantly.

"Uhm…Nana-san, what's happening upstairs?" She smiled, unaffected by the noise upstairs.

"Don't worry about it, Naomi-san. My adorable son is just getting ready for the interview." Naomi stared at her confused.

"Don't you only have three children?" The interviewer inquired, her gaze wandering a bit, accounting the three formidable sons of the proud parents. Dino laughed, sitting cross-legged beside his mother.

"Haha. We still have our cute younger brother, right Giotto?" Said teen nodded, his face set in an indifferent mask.

"Ah. His name's Sawada Tsunayoshi." Fuuta beamed at her, and Naomi could only wait anxiously for their last member to come down. It came as a surprise to her, and every single one of her crew to find out, that the Sawada family actually consisted of six members, instead of five.

They knew of no one else bearing the Sawada family name, then, this last family member must not be in the entertainment industry then. Naomi could only wonder why. With the Sawada family's superior genes, surely, this Tsunayoshi must be of awe-inspiring looks too?

"Sorry for the wait, Dame-Tsuna was being a complete imbecile." Reborn walked in, striding in sure steps that Naomi was momentarily stunned. His good looks really were too captivating, even for someone like her. She coughed into her fist.

"So, where is he, Reborn-san?" The raven-haired man looked back, gesturing towards the entryway. Naomi looked confused, before following his line of vision, only to be stumped speechless.

"U-Uhm…sorry for making you wait…" He trailed off as he bowed low. Naomi watched as the Sawada brothers all embraced the petite brunet, all greeting him warmly. Was this for real? This young man before him looked absolutely dull!

Sure, he had long, beautiful hair - must be inherited from Nana-san - but with the round glasses covering most of his face, he looked absolutely boring. Naomi pursed her lips. This would be interesting then. To think that the celebrity family with superior genes had one major flaw. Oh, how the press would love to get a hold of this juicy piece of detail. She just couldn't wait.

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