Title: Of Kidnappings and Time Travelling

Summary: Twenty-four year old Sawada Tsunayoshi gets kidnapped and travels four-hundred years into the past. Chaos ensues. As usual.

Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! belongs to Akira Amano

Pairing: None

Warning: A lot of OoC-ness and a hell of a lot more crack.

Inspiration: One Time Too Many by Kingyo here on FF's KHR fandom! Go check it out~

Of Kidnappings and Time Travelling

The Omake

"Stop following me like a ghost, Primo!" Tsuna groaned.

"Stop ignoring me and I'll stop following you." Giotto replied.

"I just told you to stop following me. How is that ignoring you?" Tsuna answered.

"Decimoooooo!" Giotto whined.

Tsuna groaned, resisting the urge to throw his very expensive, Reborn-given pen at his ancestor. "Grandpa, I said that to you four-hundred years ago; get over it!"

Giotto pouted.

Tsuna silently admired his office wall –his very empty, very tempting office wall. As the blond continued to pout on the couch, Tsuna grabbed his phone and pressed speed-dial 2. As he expected, the other picked up immediately.

"What can I do for you, Jyuudaime?" Gokudera Hayato, Right-Hand man to Vongola Decimo and Tenth Vongola Storm Guardian, answered.

"I don't care how you do it; summon G and tell him to get to my office. Now." Tsuna growled.

"You're going to turn my best friend against me?!" Giotto wailed.

"Now, Hayato!" Tsuna snapped.

"Y-Yes, Jyuudaime! On it!" Gokudera stammered out, cutting off the connection immediately.

It took five painfully agonizing minutes for G to finally appear in Tsuna's office. One look at Tsuna's frustrated face and Giotto's abandoned puppy-dog look –so that's where Decimo picked it up from– and he knew.

His first reaction?

Laughter.

Loud, uncontrolled laughter.

Apparently, spirits like him can shed tears, because the redhead did –laugh till tears leaked out, I mean.

Tsuna mustered up the harshest glare he could and shot it at G. Unfortunately, due to his baby-ish looks, that didn't work very well.

It made G laughed more.

It wasn't until Tsuna pulled out his gloves, slipped into his Hyper Dying Will mode and glared at him with his fired up partner, Leone di Cieli Version Vongola, otherwise known as Natsu, did G finally stop laughing.

"What do you want me to do anyway?" G asked.

"Your best friend is haunting me. Stop him." Tsuna growled.

"Stop ignoring him then." G answered. "He wasn't doing paperwork for days. Most annoying days of my living life…"

"I am not ignoring him!" Tsuna threw his hands in the air in desperation. Which, honestly, looked pretty funny; considering how Tsuna happened to still be in Hyper Dying Will mode. "He talked, I answered! How is that ignoring?!"

"Well, he's still sulking." G pointed out.

"I am not sulking." Giotto retorted.

"Fine, pouting." G corrected, before completely ignoring him. "Again, I ask. What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know… talk him out of haunting me? You're his best friend!" Tsuna snapped.

"You talk him out of it! You're his 'favorite grandson', aren't you!" G retorted.

"Can you two stop talking like I'm not here?" Giotto spoke him.

"We are talking about you. Now, shut up!" The two yelled together.

Giotto nearly shuddered, but his Vongola pride didn't let him. "Not only is my grandson ignoring, now even my best friend is…!"

"…Is he… going to cry…?" Tsuna, who had finally slipped out of his Hyper Dying Will mode, asked.

G shrugged. "If he does, it's the first time." G said. "Look at what you did, Decimo."

Tsuna's mouth fell agape. "G-Grandpa… There's no need for crying… right…?"

Giotto whimpered.

Tsuna swallowed. This is not good. He'd rather face a pissed-off Vongola Primo than an about-to-cry-ancestor.

G shot him a look that clearly said, 'Do something!'

Tsuna gulped.

What the hell was he supposed to do anyway?

Hug him?

Tsuna blinked. On second thought, that could work.

Praying to whoever has been watching over him to continue watching him, Tsuna walked over to the couch and pulled his ancestor into a hug.

"G-Grandpa… Y-You know… when I said that I didn't like you anymore, I didn't mean it… right…?" Tsuna asked gently.

"But… You sounded so serious…" Giotto whimpered.

Tsuna nearly slapped his own face. "O-Of course I wasn't serious…! I was just, you know… mad for a little while."

"So… you still like me?" Giotto said expectantly.

"Yes, I still like you." Tsuna answered. "You're still my favorite Grandpa."

Giotto beamed and hugged Tsuna back. "Just so you know, you are my favorite grandson."

Tsuna smiled brightly. "Thank you, Grandpa."

"So, umm… To disrupt this lovely family moment with no sort of remorse whatsoever, can I go now?" G interrupted. "I was beating Lampo at chess."

"…Granpa, how much would you miss your best friend?" Tsuna asked.

"Not a lot at the moment." Giotto answered.

"Good." Tsuna smirked, letting the Dying Will Flame burn brightly on his forehead. "I'm afraid you can't go yet, G."

"W-Why am I being hunted here?" G swallowed.

"I called you here to help. You basically provided none, and even upsetted my favorite Grandpa." Tsuna said slowly. "I think this calls for some… violence."

G gulped…

…and promptly disappeared in a burst of red Storm Flames.

"…Dammit. I forgot he could do that." Tsuna pouted.

"There's still me, remember?" Giotto grinned. "I'll get him for you; I promise."

"I knew I love you, Grandpa!" Tsuna cheered.

"Love you too, Tsunayoshi." Giotto replied fondly. "Now… If you'll excuse me, I have a way-ward best friend to find… and torture."

Giotto disappeared in his own burst of orange Sky Flames.

Tsuna grinned.

He was one very happy Vongola Decimo that day. So happy, even Mukuro turned and ran out of the office the second he entered.

A/N: Oh my gosh! Thank you guys for the overwhelming response! I'm really glad you guys loved it!

So, some of you asked if there's going to be an omake/requested for one, so here we are. I... probably shouldn't be eating chocolate so late. Right now, I still can't believe I wrote that.
...Ahh well. *shrugs*

Hope you guys enjoyed this!