Summary: Despite Reborn not being set to mentor him until he is twenty one, Tsuna still stumbles into the mafia at 16 years old, when his identity as the son of the Vongola's Young Lion is leaked.

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Prologue: Home Coming

Nana and Tsuna walked huddle together under a shared umbrella carrying small grocery bags through the damp streets. It was cramped under the mall umbrella and her arm was a bit wet, but Nana didn't mind of course; she was just happy to be so close to her boy. In contrast to his mother's shining smile, Tsuna sported a small frown. He didn't know why. Nothing was wrong, not really. It was just that he couldn't forget the conversation he overheard in the store. Their voices were still ringing in his ears. Over and over they repeated the dreaded sentences:

"That's Sawada Nana you know. And that's the kid she had so young. Poor kid doesn't even have a father. She should have just aborted it, saved him the humiliation of having a whore for a mother."

"No, aborting him would have saved her the humiliation. That is No-Good Tsuna after all."

"True. I bet it's his fault his father left them. After all, who would stick around if they had to see that everyday."

"I wonder why Nana hasn't ditched him yet. I know I would."

"She's probably too much of a ditz to notice what a loser her son is."

And then, once all was said, every cruel thing they could think of, they laughed. It was a cold mean laugh. And Tauna, he just kept walking.

Now, as he walked home he kept reminding himself that his father was dead. He didn't leave them. He died. And he wouldn't have wanted to leave them. No, he wouldn't have even dreamed of it. He loved them. He loved him. But, still, doubt crept into his mind. Ma-Maybe he did leave them. Maybe it was his fault. No, no it couldn't be. He wanted to ask his mom. Ask her if his dad was really dead. But that would just raise suspicion. Instead he decided to go for another question.

"Mom, how did Dad die?" came a small, desperate voice.

"Papa's not dead, Tsu-kun. Where did you get that idea?" she replied, her tone surprisingly joyous.

At first came a thrill of some sort. His father was alive! His father was alive he remembered. And that meant his father had left him. Those women were probably right: it was his fault.

A soft "Oh," left his lips, and his heart continued to sink, just a little more.

They continued their walk in the rain, and Tsuna couldn't help but think exactly how fitting the weather was.

About a month later, Iemitsu came home. There was no rhyme or reason for such an out of character choice. Maybe he missed a home cooked meal. Maybe he just missed Japan. Tsuna had secretly hoped it was because his father had secretly missed him. Truth be told, Tsuna hadn't even recognised him when his father showed up at the door.

In the morning when he was leaving for school, he opened the door to find a big, burly dude covered in dirt was standing outside. He was a little concerned. Well maybe more than a little. He was even more concerned when his mother, upon laying eyes on the odd man, immediately ran over and kissed him. needless to say, he was very concerned.

"Oh, Iemetsu! I'm so glad you're home!" she cried.

Iemetsu. That name stuck a cord. With hesitation, Tsuna let out a straglled sound.

"Dad?"

"Oh, Tsuna, look how big you've gotten. You're almost a man now, aren't ya'?" he laughed.

"Um yeah, I guess." came the mumbled reply. "I-I have to get going to school now. Um, bye."

"Alright, Good-bye son." said Iemitsu.

"Bye Tsu-kun. Have a good day at school." his mother said as she waved him off.

Once at school, Tsuna couldn't focus on anything the teacher was saying-not that he ever could. He just kept staring out the window and thinking about his dad. Why was he really there? Could it possibly be because he missed them? That didn't seem likely, or else he would have visited them before. "No, dont think like that," he told himself. "Don't be ungrateful. Don't be selfish. You're lucky he's even here to put up with you." But he couldn't help but wonder why he had left Mama. How could anyone leave her? Didn't-didn't he feel guilty not being there for her. Life is really hard for her. Japan's not all that kind to single mothers. He wanted to confront the blond man, but… he didn't want him to leave again. Not after they had just got him back.

When lunch came, he went up to his normal spot on the roof. He liked it there, it is as sunny and warm and most importantly, he was alone. It's not that he didn't like people; it was just that people didn't like him. Sure there was the occasional kind person like Kyoko, and Yamamoto was a good friend, but most people thought of him only as Dame-Tsuna, and today Yamamoto was eating lunch with his baseball friends. It kinda sucked only having one friend because when he was busy, Tsuna had no one. So he sat all alone on the roof where there was no one to say anything to him and no one to remind him that he had no friends.

Tsuna was pulled out of his reverie as the door to the roof opened with the unpleasant sound of rust rubbing together, a sound Tsuna was familiar with. His spirits began to rise again as he thought that maybe it was Yamamoto coming to eat with him. But his hopes were shattered when the open door revealed only Hibari Kyouya, head of the Disciplinary Committee. At this point, Tsuna would normally be scared out of his mind, but today, he was far too sad to be scared.

"Hello Hibari-san," came a quiet voice.

"Herbivore," he greeted.

One could say they were on good terms-well good terms for it being Hibari. They were courteous when they saw each other in the roof, which was often. And after a short greeting, they would usually go off onto separate sides of the roof. But today was different. Today, Tsuna was lonely and sad and needed someone to remind him that he wasn't abousolutely awful, that he wouldn't push everyone away. And so, he did something no man in their right mind would do.

"Um, Hibari-san," a hesitant voice rang. "do you wanna eat lunch with me."

After that, the most surprising thing that had ever happened to Tsuna occurred: Hibari sat down. With him. He actually sat down to eat lunch with the brunet.

Many thing could be said about the prefect. He was rude, bloodthirsty, and often cruel. However, no one ever said he didn't have his moments of kindness.

After about three minutes of uncomfortable silence, Tsuna realized the skylark had been sitting there with nothing.

"Um, Hibari-san, aren't you hungry."

"Hn"

"Here," he handed the prefect a pair of chopsticks."You can have some of mine."

Hibari took a bite of Tsuna's omelette, and the two carried on like that in silence. It was a more comfortable kind of silence. The brunette was just happy that someone was with him, and for the raven haired, well, one could say he felt the same. They continued like that for the rest of lunch until the bell rang. The prefect stood up and began walking away when Tsuna called him back.

"Hey, Hi-Hibari-san, would you wanna do this again sometime. Eat lunch together, I mean. I'll-I'll bring you a bento too so that we don't have to share."

"Hn," he replied.

"I-I'll take that as a yes then. See you tomorrow Hibari-San!" He squeaked out before quickly turning and exiting the roof.

Okay so this is one of my first fics, so please don't judge. Anyway we will get into the actual plot line next chapter this is just the prologue. Anyway, please review. Even if it's just to tell me that this story is terrible, I would still appreciate any review. Also, thanks for reading