Chapter 4

The scarlet runner

Tsuna and Chrome decided it was best to head back to the office they had been working in after school.

The subway was railing along the city-bridge tracks. "What's the Ninth and Reborn thinking?" Tsuna mumbled, sitting next to Chrome.

Chrome was still looking over the files Reborn gave them. "It's true, we have no formal training."

Tsuna leaned his head back against the window. "Yea, I don't know how we should even begin. What's up with the pistol and badge. It feels too serious." He cringed. Not able to grasp the reality slapped across his face. A Mafia officer, was that even a real occupation?

She nodded. "Yes, but I believe you were assigned this, because of your hyper intuition."

Tsuna glanced to his side. Her eye was still focused on the picture of M.M. "Maybe, and you're pretty good at figuring things out."

She rose her eye. Blink. She focused more on the conversation for a second. "You think so? I believed, it was for my illusions."

'That's another good reason.'

They were in his office. Now suspiciously organized with her desk and computer.

It was facing a window on his right. Tsuna was the opposite. His desk was in front of a window behind him, as he faced the door to his office.

It had been about half an hour since they entered with all the files they could find on M.M. Unfortunately there was little to go by.

This building was the H.Q. for the Vongola in Namimori. The underground facilities were under construction.

They worked in a skyscraper, with his floor on the top. An office for each of his family members. Chrome didn't need hers anymore.

"Ken and Chikusa aren't picking up." She slowly tore the phone from her ear.

Tsuna nodded to her words. He was reading an article on his computer desktop about M.M. "She owes alot of money throughout Italy. No wonder she has been staying around here."

Chrome stared at her phone. Why weren't they answering? 'Maybe Mukuro knows.'

Tsuna shifted his eyes to her as she faced the window and city. She was mentally debating with herself. 'Of course Mukuro knows something...' He couldn't ask her though. He didn't understand the dynamic of the Kokuyo gang. Did Chrome, herself?

Tsuna ruffled his hair. 'How are we supposed to solve crimes, when we are only third years in highschool. I can't even solve normal problems for my family.'

"Boss, we should check Kokuyo land. Even if they aren't their anymore." She stood from her desk.

Tsuna glanced at her. "Why would you say they left, Chrome?" He stood, eyeing her assumption.

"It may have been their plan."

He gasped.

Boss and Chrome stared at the roof and windows. The main building of Kokuyo land was a disaster.

"It's a little more chilly around here, ne?" Tsuna mumbled.

Chrome nodded.

They had found two mafia officer hand books slung on the doorknob of Tsuna's office.

It laid out a set of rules and regulations for them as officers.

Following protocol. They were wearing mafia attire.

Boss had a black suit with an white dress shirt. The crest of Vongola was over his heart. His Desert Eagle, the white owl, was in a holster around his belt.

Chrome was the same with a skirt, thigh high boots and stockings. A glock was strapped to her inner thigh.

"Come on let's see what they left." Chrome mumbled. Both her and Tsuna had been reading the book. He still had no idea what they were doing, but Chrome seemed to understand the jist of this. 'No, that's not it. She's worried for them. What do we do if they did betray us?'

Ruble skipped. They kicked some entering the building. "It looks deserted, but it always has." Tsuna sighed, it was probably a dead end. He followed her up some stairs.

"Her room was next to mine." She mumbled.

Tsuna glared down. Her words, case related or personal?

"Is that so?"

She nodded taking the last step in front.

Tsuna opened the door for her. She was mentally debating if she should or shouldn't.

"She didn't like you entering?"

She nodded again.

Boss and her, scavenged for clues, but her room was cleared out in a hurry. 'We are getting no where fast.'

"Sorry Boss, I don't think we will find anything here." Chrome mumbled after inspecting all her drawers and the closet.

"That's what bothers me." Tsuna replied.

"Ara?"

"I don't think M.M. was the one who cleared this place out."

"You don't?"

Tsuna shook his head, glancing at the empty, trashed room. "Look, crumbs of sweets are all over the floor. Alot of expense looking clothes were left behind, and it's folded neatly in the drawers. M.M. loves fashion she wouldn't have left it."

"Ken and Chikusa were here."

Tsuna nodded. That led him to believe something else. "They might of came looking for her."

"...So it wasn't the Kokuyo gangs plan." A little bit of hope.

Tsuna shook his head. "We can't say that for sure. Maybe they came to pick up things for her, or maybe she stole from them too and they are looking for her too."

Tsuna frowned more questions than answers.

"Boss, it might be a chase between them and us for M.M."

He nodded at her. Boss rubbed his chin. He knew one thing was for sure, but he didn't know, "How does Mukuro fit into all this?"