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No. 13

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Disclaimers: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn
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"It can't be..." Before I knew it I was staring at the one man I never wanted to see alive.

I looked at the man standing before me. He wore a plain black suit, causing the blonde hair on his head and the small amount of facial hair to stand out amongst the black attire. My face slowly formed into a expressionless void of nothingness. My face continued to stay in the same position, until my eyes slowly narrowed. I stared at the blonde headed male until he began to turn around.

Reborn looked down at me from the corner of his eyes. Tilting his fedora in a way he could focus on me and the people in front of us without being seen.

"Hm Reborn? Why are you here?" He shouted somewhat cheerful. I laughed slightly on the inside. Watching as Reborns eyes narrow in dislike. His face twisting in displeasure before casting his eyes away from the blond trash. My body stiffened as he turned to look at me with a raised eyebrow. He stared at me for a moment, before I momentarily seen something flash through his eyes. A faint feeling of awkwardness and distance forming between us. His face lit up with a smile as he directed his full divided attention to Reborn.

"Ah Reborn. I see you've come to report back?" I glanced towards the older man, who sat calmly with patience in a chair behind the desk. His hair shaded white in age. His face wrinkled with time. His eyes filled with kindness, yet the sturdiness of a boss and wisdom that comes with it. Everything that seemed to form around him set off a feeling of tranquility and harmony.

'As to be expected of a sky and the mafia boss of Vongola' I thought. My mind traveled off to fonder times of my childhood. Making me feel almost at complete ease. My muscle relaxing as I let out a deep breath through my nose. Feeling as if many things had left me in that one breath.

"The entire Estraneo Famiglia was eliminated.  Survivors were questioned and returned to respective places." He quickly said, handing over a folder to the older man.

Eliminated? Did Reborn have something to do with the destruction of their underground trafficking? Especially how the place became nothing but flames. Which is hard to believe considering how nothing could catch. The floors were to damp. Same with everything and anything. Not to mention the only lighting material was in a few places and it was never lit for long. My mind wondered in circles. Going through everything. What become of the place from the being to the end of my stay there. Till I came to a possible conclusion. Did the Estraneo Famiglia burn their operations to the ground just so Vongola wouldn't find out... maybe... I placed my hand on my chin. My eyes glazed over in thought. Many possibilities rushed through my mind as scenarios played in my head like a recorder. Each idea festering by the minutes. Each holding a possibility and reason to each. Including how my life being in that facility ruining them more then the possibility of their work being found out.

I looked up from my trance, with the sound of paper crinkling against one another. I looked to the sound in curiosity. Finding the sound to be coming from Reborn, who had pulled another file from his jacket. Handing it to the ninth. The words classified caught my attention. The letters were bolded in red ink across the tan like folder. I watched him curiously completely ignoring the blond fool who stood next to his boss. I gazed back at Reborn seeing a smirk cross his face as he looked down at me. Causing a faint blush to cross my face. What the heck is going on with me? I thought wondrously, since the first meeting with Reborn. I couldn't think straight, nor could I even stand to be with him without feeling faintly flustered or embarrassed. Beside the times I would get angry, or as the raven haired make next to me had made clear 'pouting.'

Moments later, I was lead to another room where I was forcefully told by Reborn to stay or he would punish me. Sadist spartan devil....

I looked around the room seeing two couches across from one another, along with a coffee table in between. Decorated nicely with flowers in the middle and odd things. Books cluttered the shelves everywhere you looked and the sound of a ticking clock that rested above a fire place mantel rang in the silent room. I sighed with boredom. Deciding to take a seat in the middle of the room. However the sound of a click came from behind me. I stood with a grin that was shortly making its way onto my face.

"Who are you?" I heard venomously from behind me. I turned around. Clearing my face of emotions that I'd typically hold, to instead, take on an innocent look of a teen boy.

"What do you mean? I'm just a
friend of Reborns" I faked curiously. Titling my head and placing a finger on my chin. He looked taken back before lowering his gun. Staring at me a little more before smiling.

"Sorry. I wasn't thinking clearly!" He shouted. I smiled back. "Wait he has friend?!" I grimy smiled at his high pitch. Wanting desperately to shut him up.

"So what's your name kid?" He asked happily. My face did a one eighty. Switching to a more satisfying look when my name rolled off my tongue. Causing his face to twist into fear and shock.

"Tsunayoshi Sawada. Nice to meet you. "

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Reborn POV

I sat across from the ninth. Watching as his flipped through the pages I had orderly filed together. I took small sips of the espresso in my hand. Thinking back to Tsuna. I smirked slightly remembering the look on his face when I told him if he left the room I would punish him. Knowing full well he would most likely stay unless something happens.

The sound of spending exploding echoed in my ears and a small devilish smirk appeared on my face 'that something has happened'

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A/N
Well this is short. Sorry for the long wait and not a worthy wait either. This chapter is so short. Forgive me.