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                                ~Third P.O.V~  
                              The Vongola 'private' airport(for Vongola and allies) was a little smaller than most airports(well, it is a private one) with one level that has really high ceilings. The building's structure looks like the ocean's waves(the way the roof 'rolled' in curves) and at the entrance was a big open space, with steal columns coming down(making it look like a clam). The windows were slightly tinted and you can't see inside the airport(one-way glass that have been bullet proof). The white tiles were so clean that you can see to sky(because the ceiling is made of the one-way glass) and the airport has a lot of natural lighting making it feel cozy and safe, as if you were with your family. 
                              A boy with red hair and a pale yellow colored band-aid on his nose stood in front of the glass doors. The boy wore a white hoodie with a black colored jacket and pants. Next to him stood a man in his mid 70's, he has grey hair with streaks of white and a kind face. The man was wearing a black suit and tie, with an upside-down compass rose emblem on the top left pocket of his blazer. 
                              The two enter the airport's lobby to see a group of Namimori students'. You can hear all the 'gasp's and 'awe's from the group as they walk toward the exit to enter the airplane. The two males quicken their pace to catch up with the group. The red-head was slightly nervous of what was going to happen, but his eyes widen and brighten up when he saw a certain brunette. 
                              "Tsuna-kun! It's great to see you again!" the red-head shouted toward Tsuna, as the brunette turned around. The brunette's honey brown colored eyes widen at the sight of the red-head.
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                                ~Tsuna's P.O.V~
                              "Ah! Enma-kun!" I shouted toward him, " I didn't know you were coming. I thought you still had a meeting." Enma was dressed in his school uniform and next to him was one of his butlers, named Luciano. He is the assistance head butler of the Simon famiglia, and Adelheid-san likes to have him as Enma's personal butler(because of his sun flames, to heal Enma, and he knows how to handle guns). "Ciao, Luciano. Come stavi?" I asked Luciano.
                              {Hello, Luciano. How were you?}
                              "Buongiorno, Vongola Decimo. Io sto bene. Grazie per avermelo chiesto, ma davvero non devi preoccuparti per me." Luciano replied to me with a slight nod, then he gave me a bow.
                              {Good morning, Vongola Tenth. I am fine. Thank you for asking, but you really don't have to worry about me.}
                              "Luciano, davvero non c'è bisogno di farlo." I gave a sigh at this.
                              {Luciano, you really don't have to do that.}
                              "Ma devo vi sono, dopo tutto Vongola." I notice that Enma was sweatdroping at this too. My attention went back to Enma when he decided to speak.
                                      
                                  
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Class 2-A's Lessons in Italy(sponsored by Vongola 'Enterprize')
FanfictionA white jet that's emblem with the famous Vongola symbol, has just arrive back in Japan. A group of 7 teens stepped out in suits and a dress. The guardians(Hayato, Takeshi, Lambo, Ryohei, Mukuro, Chrome, and Kyoya) and Vongola Deciemo(Tsuna(yoshi))...
