Mio Famiglia, Mio Scudo

Episode VIII

"The Varia is coming. We must to go either underground or offer them housing in our residences", Tetsuya felt his brow twitch at this notion from his father. There you had Vongola again, strutting around the place as if they owned it. And that made the heir's blood boil. Whenever there was Vongola nearby, it meant that each and every criminal connected to Sumiyoshi-Kai had to wear special rings that made it impossible to find them based on their flames, they'd appear as everyday citizens. However....

"What should we do about Oda? He is technically a mafia now, but he is still civilian born, which might get the interest of the Vongola on him", the teen asked stiffly, not allowing his worry to seep into his own voice. The Seki senior raised an eyebrow at this, fully knowing that his son had made a friend of a civilian born sky. "And why do you deem this Oda to be of importance?" he answered with an indifferent voice, which was sure to annou the hell out of Tetsu.

Tetsuya looked into the eye of his old man, his mouth forming a thin line. Determination shining through from his being.

"He is one to wield a forgotten flame type, the leading flame of the Fire set."

Naoki stared at the group in front of him with wide eyes. They looked... Very dangerous. He hastily turned back to his grocery shopping and wondering what to do for dinner that night.

His shopping experience was brought to an end by two rather muscular arms that were wrapped around him while loud squealing was heard. "I can't believe that we found the Decimo wannabe so quicklyyyy and he's so cuuuute!", a femininely speaking voice cooed to him while a finger with rather impressive nail work kept poking his cheek. A very much Tetsuya looking man stepped forward causing the small raven to blink in confusion. He hadn't known that the yakuza heir had a brother.

"Hand over the rings, scum", the dark skinned and red eyed male rumbled and Naoki blinked again. Then it dawned on him.

"Um... I'm sorry but.. You may have a wrong person. There's apparently a middle schooler who looks just like me but has brown hair and amber eyes", he managed to breath out from behind the arms. The now clearly a mafia went silent as they started to look at the 17 - year old more carefully, and indeed, the kid did look different from their target. "U-Umm... I... I could offer you a lunch or something as a pay back for the inconvenience I caused", the tenor trailed away uncertainly as he felt uncomfortable being under the microscope like this.

"Your name scum", Naoki blinked as he looked up into the carmine red eyes of the group's obvious leader, was he being asked a question or was he being interrogated, he had no idea. "Oda Naoki", he said as he felt the arms around him slowly loosen. The tall and rough looking teen(?) stared right back at him before turning away with a huff.

"Did I... Clear some sort of test just now..?" Naoki thought to himself, readying himself to resume to his food purchasing once again. From the corner of his eye, he could see how the group left the convenience store and sighed from relief.

Valentino stared in growing horror the room he was about to step in.

There, right in middle of the living room of his friend Naoki, was Varia resting on the sofas as if they owned the place. He turned to his friend, who was staring at them in disbelief. He hadn't expected them to find their way into his house. House he'd locked before leaving. Hands full of groceries, he spoke.

"I don't know how or when you got inside, and I'm too concerned to ask, but I never got your names, gentlemen", he was a little annoyed, which was understandable. His house had been taken over by six foreign people and a huge robot after all. The teen walked into the kitchen, to where his best friend was about to follow, but was stopped by the voice of the Varia leader.