The STUPID Class Trip to Italy

Target 2: The Reasoning behind the Madness

A/N: I did say that I already published this on another website so all I have have to do is to copy and paste it here. I thought that I might as well just do that now so... yah... Thank you all for reading, I really appreciate it! I would love to know your opinions, so please comment.
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"Speaking Japanese" - It is set in Japan.

'Thoughts'

"Speaking Italian" - they will be in Italy

A/N: will be bold and italics.

Warnings:
Incorrect grammar/spelling
       
Horrible attempts at humor and sarcasm
       
Swearing

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nothing whatsoever! If I did the manga would be ongoing.

A/N: On to the story.

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Tsuna walked into his house, with Hayato and Takeshi following behind him and called out to his 'family' "I'm home," before running up the stairs into his room to meet a certain hitman. Once he made it up stairs he nearly slammed the door shut and glared at the fedora-wearing hitman causing said man to chuckle.
       
Unlike his room when he was fourteen, where his room was cluttered with crumpled up papers, wrappers, failed tests, bottles, and clothes, it was now neat and well organized. Not a single scrap of paper or any trash lay on the carpet or on top of his bed. A book shelf had been added next to his desk for his numerous text books that he wanted nothing more than to throw out the window.
       
So many tort- tutoring sessions came from those evil books. 
       
Atop his desk sat a laptop with along with tall, neatly stacked papers, which he also wished to throw out the window. 
       
Stupid paperwork, multiplying like rabbits 
       
"Reborn. Explain," Tsuna said using stern tone that would shock his classmates if they had heard him.

"I'm afraid you're going to have to be more specific, Dame-Tsuna," Reborn replied tipping his fedora so that it covered his eyes. 
       
"You know what I'm talking about. The trip to Italy! Why is Vongola sponsoring it?!" Tsuna said as his anger began to rise. 
       
"J-Juudaime, I don't see the problem with going to Italy. No one will notice that you're in the Mafia," Hayato stated trying to calm down his already angered boss, but seemed to have the reversed affect.
       
"There is a big problem with going to Italy. The trip and my inheritance ceremony are in the same week. I won't allow any of my classmate to be put into harms way, even if they bully and make fun of me," Tsuna said with a deadly gaze directed at Reborn. 
       
"Maa, Maa, Tsuna, I'm sure everything will work out," Takeshi said also trying to calm down the future Decimo.
       
Tsuna took a deep breath before finally calming down and looked at the older male, "Can you please explain what you are planning? Why is my class going on a trip to Italy?" 
       
"I didn't plan any of this, sadly. Though I'm shocked that I didn't think of doing this before for different reasons," Reborn said with a sadistic smirk. 
       
"You didn't plan this. Does that mean..." Tsuna stated as his eyes widened when he realized who was behind it. "Grandpa?"
       
"Bingo," Reborn said as he shifted on Tsuna's bed. 
       
"But why would Grandpa of all people do this? He knows how much I hate getting people involved in the Mafia..." Tsuna said thinking out loud, his gaze was fixed on the floor as thought of possible logical reasons. Some of which seemed something that Reborn would do while others seemed just plan stupid. While deep in thought he started to mess with the pinkie ring of his Vongola Gear, a habit he had developed.