"Dammit he's an amazing slave driver...Someone remind me why I'm listening to him again..." he mumbled to himself as he slumped on his chair. His little brother beside him was asleep.

They were onboard a plane on the way to Japan. Still tired from all-nighters, he decided to sleep.

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On the other hand, Tsuna was just cooking breakfast (and his lunch) when a cow child crashed in. "REBORN! THE GREAT LAMBO-SAMA HAS COME TO ASSASSINATE YOU! BWAHAHAHAHA!"

It was awkward silence when he spotted Tsuna and vice versa. Tsuna then pointed to the stairs, then raised a finger, and pointed to the right.

Lambo nodded and ran up.

He barged into the first room on the right, Reborn (and Kakeru's) room, yelling the exact same words he did a few seconds ago.

Tsuna continued, ignoring the explosions upstairs.

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As Tsuna went out, he spotted a woman on a bike. Her hair was pink, and she wore googles. She eyed him for a while before driving off.

Tsuna sighed.

So after Bovino Lambo is Poison Scorpion Bianchi?

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It was lunchtime and Tsuna was humming with Hibari pretending he couldn't hear anything somewhere away from him.

That was until the door burst open. It was Kakeru and two more of his underlings. "Dame-Tsuna, lunch."

Tsuna looked at his lunchbox. He sighed and handed it over. Kakeru smirked and reached out his hand to take it.

But that hand was hit away by a tonfa.

"Herbivores, stop crowding or I will bite you to death." the prefect ordered.

"Eeeekkk! Hibari-san!"

Tsuna was silent as he exited the roof on Hibari's silent order.

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When he reached home Tsuna just walked back to his room. He checked his email to see one from [unknown]. He opened it and read it. He smirked.

He locked his door and opened his closet. He took out his 27 clothes.

Looking out he found passer-bys everywhere. Nevertheless he jumped down to the ground lightly. No one turned around.

He was already covered in Mist Flames. Who would do that, you ask?

It'll be revealed in a few seconds.

He jumped up to the tree and grabbed his mask. He stood on top of the tree with his hood covering his hair. "It's about time I've heard from you, Rokudou Mukuro."

He jumped to a roof and headed to somewhere.

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He returned home a few minutes before dinnertime, covered in blood. Not his blood, nor blood of the ones he killed.

Either way he washed the blood off and opened his door... to see a pissed-off Kakeru covered in bruises.

Oh great.

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"It's been soooooooooooooooo long since I was back in Japan..." Cielo yawned as he stretched, dragging nothing but a little backpack and sling bag.

"That friend of your brother is really a slave driver, eh, Sora-- huh? Sora, where did you go?" he looked back to realize the little albino had disappeared the millisecond he let go of him.

Cold sweat ran down his neck.

"SORAA!"

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On the other hand, Dino was furious. He came back home-- to see Tsuna in a pool of blood, beaten up worse than last time.

He almost had a panic attack when Tsuna got up and started walking around. But as usual he got pushed and locked out.

A few seconds later Tsuna walked out with bandages all over. He spotted Dino and said, "I-I'm skipping dinner."

Yes, he said it. The hoarseness in his voice was there because of lack of use, but he managed to say it fluently enough.

He shut the door leaving Dino awestruck. Reborn passed by. "Dame-Dino." he called. No response. "Dame-Dino." he called louder. Still no response.

"DAME-DINO!" Cue the ten-tonne hammer.

"Itte! What was that for, Reborn?" Dino whined.

"Ignoring me." Reborn said, all poker-faced.

"EHHHH? Wait, that aside, wasn't Tsuna mute?" Dino freaked.

"Well, technically he isn't but I've heard he hasn't spoken in a decade." said the hitman.

"WHAT?"

"If you need so much info just ask a hacker or something...like 27. I've heard he knows even information out of the net." Reborn suggested.

"GREAT IDEA! I'M GOING TO MY ROOM!" Dino yelled and ran into the guest room.

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{Bronco: 27272727272727272727272727272727272727272727272727}

{27: How on earth did you type that without making typos}

{Bronco: 27272727272727272727272727272727272727272727272727}

{27: Um...what?}

{Bronco: I need info!}

{27: Quota?}

{Bronco: Sawada Tsunayoshi, the Vongola Decimo candidate's twin!}

{Bronco: Hello?}

{Bronco: HELLOOOOOO}

{27: Money.}

{Bronco: A billion...?}

{27: Not enough.}

{Bronco: A hundred billion?}

{27: Not enough.}

{Bronco: EHHH? You never demanded over a hundred thousand before!}

{27: This information is just so expensive.}

{Bronco: A trillion?}

{27: Not enough.}

{Bronco: EHHHH?}

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Tsuna sweatdropped as he heard the shout from down the hallways.

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{Reborn: Why is it worth so much?}

{Bronco: REBORN?}

{Reborn: Shut up, I can hear you from downstairs.}

{Bronco: H-Hai...}

{27: ...I'm out.}

{Bronco: WAITT! I'LL GIVE YA A BILLION!}

{27: Still not enough.}

{Bronco: WHAT?}

{Reborn: Why is it not enough?}

{27: It's hard-to-find information.}

{Reborn: ...}

{Bronco: I don't understand!}

{27: The kid holes himself up in his room 24/7, what do you expect.}

{Reborn: What about twenty zeros?}

{27: ...}

{Bronco: Reborn, SERIOUSLY?}

{Reborn: It shouldn't be a problem. I'll take responsibility.}

{27: Quota.}

{Bronco: Why did Tsuna stop talking?}

{27: Bullying.}

{Bronco: Bullying?}

{27: Sawada Kakeru's doing.}

{Bronco: ...}

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Tsuna was cut off by the sound of Kakeru screaming.

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{Bronco: Then, does he still talk?}

{27: Rarely.}

{Bronco: That means he still does?}

{27: Nope. He only talks at times like...he needs to convince someone to leave him alone.}

{Bronco: ...I can relate to that.}

{27: Anything else?}

{Bronco: Why is he always holed up in his room?}

{27: I'd like another thirty zeros for that information.}

{Reborn: Deal.}

{27: Oopsie, sorry but that information is top class so I can't tell you, Reborn.}

{Bronco: I don't have that kind of money right now, though...}

{27: Then you'd just have to give up on it.}

{Bronco: EHHHHH NOOOOOO}

{27: Well then I've got a mission tonight, so I'm logging off.}

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As Tsuna put on his 27 clothes he received an email.

HELPPPPP! SORA'S RUN OFF SOMEWHERE AS USUAL AND I CAN'T FIND HIM!

He replied with one word.

No