Silent but deep ==KHR fanfiction==

Chapter 3

Declaration : I don't own KHR ! Akira Amano does!

"spoken"

"Foreign language"

'Thoughts'

[Written]

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Tsuna POV

'Jeez, my head feels like merry go round!' I screamed in my mind as I lightly rubbed my temple. However, the headache didn't came off even after a while, therefore I decided to deactivate my mist flames as I landed and sit for a bit.

But then my eyes caught something- more precisely, someone in trouble.

A silver haired teen getting cornered by some men.

Well, He might be able to survive, if they were just an ordinary gangster... judging on how skilled he is on using those Dynamites to his defense. And I know him for a bit. He has gained a name for himself afterall.

But unfortunately they're not an ordinary gangster, they are mafiosos... the bad ones... I even know some faces among them. That boy is so out of number. The chance for him to surfive is under 25 percent, which is kind of low when you're meddling with mafia.

'Seriously...? Another trouble just as I landed?'   I sighed, but my sense of justice forced me to helped him first before anything else.

And so, I take care of them real good.

A kick to the sides, chopping the necks, and some hard punches to their jaw. I tried my best to knock them out as fast as I could. I would love some extra sleep after this.

Sighing as I finished, I clapped my gloved hands before fixed them on my hips.

"Sughoi..." someone mutters from my back. Oh yeah! I almost forgot that 'the smoking bomber' is behind me.

"Are you OK?" I asked him, uncounciously in Japanese. His eyes widened, and so do I.

Damn, I'm too tired to remember that I'm still at Italy.

"you can speak Japanese?" he asked as he switched to Japanese as well.

"Actually, I can speak many languages..." I said, correcting my mistakes, before then I decided to flew away without saying more words. Leaving the confused teen alone.

"Wait! What's your name?!" I can hear his shout in miles away.

'How reckless. I forgot to speak in Italian back there, how if he know that I'm a Japanese?' I scolded myself.

'... Oh well, it's only one person. Not a big deal, it's not like we will meet again..."

Then after that there's nothing more than smooth flight towards Japan.

I entered my room through the window.

"Ah, Okaeri Tsuna!" Giotto-nii greeted me. I took off hoodie cloak and my mask, then sucks in a deep breath. To tell you the truth wearing a mask sometimes make me hard to breath, but I keep using it anyway to hid my real identity.

"how was your job?" G-nii asked. I took out my sketch book

[well, there's not much of information. But the things that they've done really pissed me off] written there.

"Kidnappers right?" Lampo-nii said.

[not just that, they also did some crazy experiment to those poor children... Those kids, they are those lunes' 'Guinea Pig'. They even sold their organs if the experiment failed.]