Kusakabe left a message."
Tsuna blinked a few times before processing Kyoya's out of the blue words. It took him long seconds before remembering that Kusakabe had been the Cloud's right hand man when he ruled over Namimori, and they had left him a phone number to use only in case of emergency. Kyoya might have followed the brunet to Italy, but he was still the self-appointed protector and peace-keeper of the small Japanese town, he wouldn't have left without insurance that he would be contacted if his Discipline Committee needed back-up.
After a nod, confirming that Tsuna had remembered the context, the Cloud continued. "Yakuza are invading the town; the DC can't stop them properly. I'm going to Namimori to bite them to death."
There was truly only one thing Tsuna could reply to that. "I'm going with you."
The raven eyed him silently before nodding his agreement. As if he could have stopped him if Tsuna wanted to follow his oldest friend on his old hunting grounds. Nonetheless, the younger boy took that as permission to keep talking. "We need to tell the others before leaving."
Kyoya grunted, but didn't object. Instead, he went straight to the shared laptop (some members, namely Shoichi, Mukuro and Hayato, had a personal one, bought with their own money, but not the Cloud) and presumably looked for the earliest flight to Japan.
Tsuna pulled out his cellphone and texted everyone in Caeruleus. 'Emergency meeting after lunch, everyone who can must attend.' Best explain the details in person, instead of leaving sensitive information written in their phones. It was more than a little paranoid, but it had served Tsuna well to be cautious.
Everyone made it, but they waited until the meal was over (cooked by Mukuro and Ken, with Hayato on potato peeling duty; he still wasn't allowed to touch anything fire or heat-related) to tackle the problem.
"Kyoya and I are needed in Namimori." Exposed Tsuna once all bellies were full and the dishes were waiting to be cleaned in the kitchen. "There's trouble with yakuzas and the contact we left there requested help. We're leaving for Japan this evening." There were frowns on his friends' faces, but he kept talking. "I don't know how long we'll be gone, but you guys should keep the shop going until we return. Shoichi, I put you in charge of Caeruleus during our absence."
Said red-head blinked, bewildered, but silently accepted the job. Of all the people there, he was the most level-headed with Chikusa, and had a knack for organizing and managing. It made sense for him to be the substitute leader when Tsuna was gone.
"I'm coming with you." Stated Hayato. It was not a question. "You two are hiding from Vongola, and there are bound to be agents there in case Tsuna-san comes back, not counting the locals who would recognize you on sight. You won't be able to act openly. They don't know about me or that I know you, so I will be able to move as I want. Plus, of all the people here, I'm among the best Japanese speakers, I can blend in easier."
As much as Tsuna wanted to refuse, those were sound arguments. At the back of the room, leaning against a wall, Kyoya also looked displeased, but with nothing to counter, he just scowled. Of all people, it was Mukuro that supported Hayato's reasoning.
"In that case, I am coming along as well." He ignored the surprised sounds of his two former minions. "All of the lapdog's argument also apply to me." This time, he ignore the silveret's indignant cry. "Moreover, my Mist Flames would prove useful to us, underage children, passing borders without raising alarms. A proper Mist cloaking would also allow you two to move in your city without being recognized, and I have a decent grasp of Japanese customs and language, enough to slip in unnoticed." Thanks to the memory sharing he and Tsuna had done when they first met.
