The Vongola Family(Japan)
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				Title: <strong>The Vongola Family(Japan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 09:46:10</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://api.ning.com/files/5qZ1FaGGaRKkzPHVzCrqgxfHqczb6FN67zWsaIJSppj0fyMesp8OMTxbiQSTdWEH/Vongolalogowpkatekyohitmanreborn43732681024768.jpg)</div><br><br><div align="center">*************************************<br><br>The papers Tsuna had just scanned through fell from his fingers and onto the small table in front of him.&nbsp; After all this time he still hated going through and studying, but Reborn had been persistent with drilling it in his head that he couldn't just let an underling do the reading for him.&nbsp; And at the moment even the schematics of the new mansion that had been built near his hometown of Nanimori couldn't keep him interested.&nbsp; Reports of increasing skirmishes with one of the other families had kept him up all night, and the long trip from Italy to Japan didn't constitute a few hours of sleep.&nbsp; As it was he still had several stacks of paper work to go over, as well as needing to get the reports from his Guardians that where already in Japan.&nbsp; It would be refreshing to see them all together again, it had been so long since it had last happened.<br><br>Glancing over at Gokudera, he contemplates his Storm Guardian.&nbsp; The man was constantly at his side, protecting him, and at times it got tiring, but for the most part he was good company.&nbsp; At times he had to wonder if he ever got tired of it, always being so attentive and ready for anything Tsuna had him do.&nbsp; But there where times, when he took time off that he had no idea of what he did.&nbsp; Personally the thought of asking felt too intrusive, he already took too much from him, that he didn't want to take anything more.&nbsp; And although he had gotten used to the position of Vongola Decimo he tried his best to make his Guardians feel more like friends than subordinates; He even tries his best to be friendly to his Cloud Guardian, who he was still a little more than scared of.<br><br>Clearing his throat and looking away, so as not to be caught staring, a stewardess in a blue uniform came in to inform them that they should be getting ready to land in a few minutes.&nbsp; He smiled at her, and even ignored her lingering glances.&nbsp; He was used to them, although it bewildered him still; he was so small after all, in his mind he had hardly grown at all in the fifteen years he had been in the mafia.&nbsp; He was also so slim that at times he felt like a girl, and not the man of 29 that he was, it was a wonder at all that woman saw him as a man at all.&nbsp; Not that it bothered him, the one time he had slept with a woman, it had been so awkward that he hadn't slept with another one since.&nbsp; And the fact that he was gay made it even worse because, while he had a few lovers over the years, non could get too close, his hectic life made it near impossible, not to mention that Gokudera was suspicious of any man that tried to get close to him.&nbsp; But to be fair more than one of his past lovers had been plants from other families, these occurrences discouraged him more and more from taking on a permanent lover. <br><br>Shuffling the papers in front of him, the stewardess removed the desk, and he buckled himself in.&nbsp; He was across from Gokudera, and sent him a small smile.&nbsp; "We're almost back home, it's going to be weird, we haven't been there since my parent's funerals.&nbsp; What do you plan doing once we settle into the new mansion?"<br><br>**************************<br><br>Meanwhile preparations for the Decimo's return to Japan where being made, his rooms where all ready prepared, as well as the ones for all his Guardians, who for the most part had been staying at the mansion over a week now.&nbsp; Of course Alicia, preferred to live in Nanimori, but her rooms where still prepared in case she should visit.&nbsp; <br><br></div>
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				Post by: <strong>Vampricprincessty</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 17:04:49</strong>
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				&nbsp;Chrome was wrapped under the covers in her room. Having decided to stay at the mansion as of late. No longer wanting to be around Ken and Chizuka. Also because their home was finally, after all these years. torn down. So she decided to leave them. Opening up more over the years and them trying to do unspeakable things to her. They got an earful before she left for good. <br><br>&nbsp;The room was dark. Filled with the color of the mist. Vongola symbol on the carpet on the floor under her bed. All the noise outside her room had woke her. Seeing as she had been in her room since she got there, only coming out to eat or go out, she hadn't heard the news yet. Slowly stepping out of her bed, scratching her head, and walking to the door. Wearing a lavander gown, that was see though, and stopped right at the middle of her thigh. With matching lace panties. Opening the door to see people running all over the place. Rubbing her eyes and trying to ask what was going on. After a while of standing there someone told her the boss was on his way back. She nodded and went back into her room, closing the door behind her. 
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				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 21:03:51</strong>
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				A direct flight from Italy to Japan seemed like a sage decision at the time of it's making. What with all the risks stop-overs prompted, who wouldn't want to spend fifteen plus hours keeping the Decimo safe and unexposed? They had first class service around the clock, in flight films to shuffle through, and superb cuisine at their beckon call. Luxury was supposed to be relaxing, right? Yet, even as Gokudera sat in his heated, recline friendly chair, he remained in a slight hunch. Observing interactions with Tsuna and the people that passed through a microscope. A bomb tucked in the slot of his coat sleeve readied at any signs of a threat. '<em>Fuck you customs.</em>' He thought, as the many intricate placed sticks of dynamite sat dormant against his form. <br><br>Thankful he was at least permitted to light up in the cabin, Gokudera did not hesitate. He hated being cooped up. If he wasn't able to suck on his beloved nicotine, the captains would have had to sedated him to keep the peace. As his lips cinched around the white paper, Gokudera took a long, smooth inhale of the cigarette. Letting his lungs fill up with the warm ashy flavors of tabacco. His scrutinizing gaze remained on Tsuna's work habits. He truly had a mind to say something, but circumvented. Disrespect of the Tenth was not an inclination he wanted to be known for, even if he was his right hand. <br><br>As the stewardess lingered, Gokudera made it obvious, with a cocky grin that he found the admiration amusing. The expression of what Gokudera read as nervousness on the face of his Decimo made him laugh inwardly. It was reminiscent of the days Tsuna was head over heels about Kyoko-chan. A train wreck, in his opinion. Yet, again, Gokudera remained misanthropic. All the while, fidgeting with the roasted almond before him. Tending to his own admirers with aloofness and exchanging glances.<br><br>The captain's voice announced the planes expected landing time. Urging Tsuna to finally put the mansion plans away and relax. With an disturbed exhale, Gokudera settled back into his chair as well, securing his belt only because he was warned of being fined had he not. <br><br><em>"We're almost back home, it's going to be weird, we haven't been there since my parent's funerals.&nbsp; What do you plan doing once we settle into the new mansion?"</em> Gokudera's narrowed eyes relaxed as Tsuna addressed him. To this, he let out one of his infamous, short chuckles. Twisting his face into an 'You should know' expression. "Surveillance of course. I have to scout the property to make sure nothing was tampered with by any of the other families who might have foreknowledge of our visit." Although remaining in Japan once again may have been an inevitability, Gokudera used his words deliberately. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vongola Family(Japan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xearts</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 22:44:19</strong>
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				Keigo was bleeding. It was something he did often, so it wasn't a big thing. As the Vongola Decimo and that octopus head of a Storm Guardian flew towards the mansion, the Sun Guardian had been there for a week securing the properties. His black vest and once white shirt, both bearing the Vongola and Sun symbols in overlap and now thoroughly slicked in blood, were all that was left of the upper body on his once well made suit. Not that he cared. Give him a gui anytime. He lounged comfortably on a green and yellow chased loveseat in his rather luxurious chambers within the Decimo's mansion. His lieutenant, a tall, thin man in Vongola black, nagged at him for his recklessness while swabbing his wounds with rubbing alcohol. The man didn't bother bandaging him, as the wounds seemed to close beneath his touch. That was odd, honestly. A peculiar quirk that was all him. "Really sir, I know you're nigh on indestructible, but really!" Keigo chuckled at his underling, knowing just how fragile his form was. "You look at things the wrong way, man. I got to flex my strength to the EXTREME, and prove my ULTIMATE loyalty to Tsuna-sama!" He flexed his muscles and pointed to the sky, a bit idiotically. His lieutenant just shook his head, used to his superior's untimely posturing by now. "Still, it worries me. What were those weird weapons the enemy used? They were like boxes, and fire. Then they became scythes!" Keigo's ever present grin slipped a little at the thought. "Never you mind what they were. When you're meant to know, you'll be told. I have to report to Tsuna-sama as soon as possible." He paused, and it looked like he had a bad taste in his mouth. "Of course, it would have to be THAT aura."The underling blinked in surprise. "You felt their auras?" The man's face lit up, pride in his superior shining through for a second, before his face fell again. "But, who had it before?" Keigo's smile was gone, something that didn't happen. The man nearly shook in fear of the expression on his captain's face. "That aura...it felt like a billowing wind, which tried to tear away my flesh as it blew past. It was just like the feeling I get around Jiel, that blade freak prince, and from the octopus head. It felt like Storm."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vongola Family(Japan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 23:23:17</strong>
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				As the Jet touched down, jostling the occupants that where enveloped in it's metal body, Tsuna couldn't help but think on Gokudera-sans words.&nbsp; Tsuna knew that everywhere he went there would be a risk to his life, but he had hoped that surely he wouldn't have to worry about that in his home town.&nbsp; But if Gokudera felt it necessary, than it was necessary.&nbsp; But all the same, he knew that no matter what came his way, that he wasn't alone.&nbsp; He had Gokudera, his other Guardians, and the Vongola family itself at his back, and unlike the Tsuna of the past, he was more than willing to protect them all; something he couldn't do if he where dead.<br><br>His silence lasted longer than what was comfortable, but when he did finally speak his, his eyes focused completely on Gokudera.&nbsp; "I agree, with all of us in one place again, the chances of another family attacking to take us all out in one go are great."&nbsp; He paused contemplating his next words, trying to get his thoughts in order.&nbsp; It didn't help that the sound of their touch down, kept distracting him, or that he was forced to yell over the noise to be heard.<br><br>His eyes scanned the few body guards that where sitting a few feet away, they wore tasteful tailored black suits, and with the slight gun bulge coming from certain areas of their bodies, no one could mistake them for harmless business men. that added with Gokudera's obvious talents, he felt the safest he could without the added comfort of having the rest of his family around him.<br><br>As the jet rushed down the run way, it slowed noticeably before coming to a slow stop, maneuvering to get into the proper position for de-boarding.&nbsp; As the jet came to a complete stop, stairs where moved against the exit, to allow them access to the tarmac.&nbsp; "I'm going to say this now though, If no one has any news to report of importance, I won't be in a good mood.&nbsp; I was hesitant to return, and it was only at Reborns insistence that the reports coming in from Japan couldn't be ignored that even had me contemplating to come back."&nbsp; Unbuckling his seat belt when they where given the okay that it was safe to, he makes his way to the exit, waiting the obligatory few minutes as guards came out first, to scan the area and meet up with the ones already on the ground that had been in wait for their arrival.
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				Post by: <strong>Hayato</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 00:14:37</strong>
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				Two Nights Previous...<br><br>The man collapsed to his knees, dropping his gun, cleaved in half as the weapon lay in pieces beside him. The glittering moonlight and lights from the street glittered off of the sword held in his opponents hands. She was dressed in an elegant blue dress, kimono-style. Her hair flowed in long, azure waves behind her, shining in the light as her eyes glared at him with pity and indifference. Behind her, a sparkling fountain trickled innocently.<br><br>"How pitiful..." her soft voice said, raising her sword <em>Sorakaze</em> to strike. "Drown in your sorrow..." she whispered, the fountain's waters rising up into the air, swooping down upon the doomed man.<br><br><br>The Airport<br><br>As the plane touched down, she stalked across the tarmac, the black case slung over her shoulder concealing her wicked <em>Sorakaze</em> and <em>Seiryu</em>. She looked at the guards that emptied out condescendingly. Her feet rooted into the ground at the bottom of the stairs as she awaited <em>his</em> arrival.<br><br>As she saw him step out of the plane, Amaya bowed to her knees, taking Sorakaze out and offering it above her head in supplication.<br><br>"Welcome home, Master," Amaya greeted him.
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				Post by: <strong>KeyOfTwilight</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 06:33:23</strong>
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				Hiding in the shadows: It's what she did best.&nbsp; Alicia seemed to have the odd ability to just appear out of the shadows anywhere.&nbsp; It wasn't that she was special or anything, more that she knew how to make the right steps from shadow to shadow, no one seeing her cross between them.&nbsp; As long as there was a shadow, she could conceal herself.&nbsp; That's why no one at all saw her was she slinked around the airport, making sure there were no, well, problems.&nbsp; <br><br>Low rank thugs, a few members of rival famiglia that should not have been there.&nbsp; The ones that were a threat she dispatched of, their blood not even spilling on the concrete.&nbsp; That was one of her specialties.&nbsp; Since she learned to control her flame, Alicia perfected the art of cauterization with the blades on her guns.&nbsp; Less mess, less to clean up.&nbsp; Bodies are easy to hide, to dispose of.&nbsp; Blood is messy.&nbsp; <br><br>Those who didn't pose a threat, she made sure they would never cross the Vongola Famiglia again.&nbsp; She would lie and say she just scared them, but more often then not, she left them with several lasting scars to remind rival families that no one dared mess with the Vongola Cloud Guardian, making sure that the family was feared as much as it was respected.&nbsp; At the moment, Alicia was watching the Vongola jet land, hiding in the shadows of the luggage train.<br><br>As Amaya was presenting herself to the Decimo, Alicia stepped between the shadows, appearing in the shadow of the ramp that lead down from the plane.&nbsp; <br><br>"You're back, I see."&nbsp; Alicia fell in right behind the Decimo.&nbsp; "The perimeter is clear, there were a few, well, run-ins, but they have been handled."&nbsp; The young looking girl gave her report with an almost emotionless tone.&nbsp; <br><br>"I don't have to tell you that there are people, Famiglia, after you here in Japan, Tsuna-kun.&nbsp; Your presence, while needed, puts you at risk."
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				Post by: <strong>Hayato</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 23:19:28</strong>
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				Amaya stood up. She didn't like interruptions, even from other members of the Family. She stayed quiet though, her eyes reflecting none of her emotions as she stared back in serenity. Her hand quickly returned Sorakaze to it's case as she stood quietly to the side. In her mind she felt dejected. Tsune-sama was sure to be displeased with her, knowing that Alicia-san had dispatched enemies when she had not. Despite these feelings, Amaya stayed quiet, not one to make excuses or cause trouble.
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				Post by: <strong>Xearts</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 04:03:51</strong>
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				"You have no idea, Alicia-san." In his usual style of having the perfect pose when he didn't want to, Keigo walked up with his hands in his pockets, a new coat flowing off his shoulders like a cape, and his ever present grin on his face. He hadn't changed shirts, so blood stains still showed brightly from the white fabric, and a small cut on his cheek still steamed as his flame singed it closed from the inside out. I his typically informal manner, he raised two still bandaged fingers to his forehead in a makeshift salute. Tsuna-sama, we got serious problems. I won't go into the details, but suffice to say we need to get you back to the mansion and the perimeter secured as soon as possible." His guard came thundering behind, weapons drawn, including the signature of the Solar Troopers, the CQC knife. They sprayed out, forming a straight run guardline. "I faced some punks today, trying to invade our turf. Normally, I wouldn't even bother with 'em, ya know. Except for two things. One, they had rings, and Flame. And two, they were wearing this." He pulled a roll of fabric from his pocket, and let it open. It was black, with a symbol stitched in white. A black rose, surrounded by thorns. "The Black Spell's active, boss. There's no other explanation."
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				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 11:28:50</strong>
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				Gokudera had been in the Tenth's service since middle school. The time he spent observing hints of things unsaid were usually seventy percent accurate. But then again, the boss' right-hand was not a mind reader, like Reborn. So when Tsuna took an interlude between sentences, Gokudera had to wonder what was churning in that mind of his. If it were him, Gokudera knew he would be thinking of his parents. Had he been in Tsuna's shoes, he would have wanted to seek vengeance of any and all involved in the murder. Therein lied the risk of leaving him alone to his thoughts. <em>'Keep him occupied.'</em> A still voice in Gokudera's mind chanted, whenever troublesome looks passed over the Tenth's face.<br><br>Respect kept him quiet, and only nodding. <br><em>"I'm going to say this now though, If no one has any news to report of importance, I won't be in a good mood.&nbsp; I was hesitant to return, and it was only at Reborn's insistence that the reports coming in from Japan couldn't be ignored that even had me contemplating to come back."</em> As Tsuna spoke his name, Gokudera's eyes roved over the cabin to catch a glimpse of the appearance of Reborn-san. In a slightly distracted tone, Gokudera concurred, "Of course boss. You know I was rallying the votes to sway in your favor, to stay in Italy. I'm sorry I failed you." He bowed his head, before standing, and walking in step with Tsuna to the platform. <br><br>Amaya was the first on the scene to greet them. As she knelt before the Decimo, Gokudera's brows lowered in a heavy furrow. Still unable to get used to her gestures of obeisance, he averted his gaze and said in a wry tone, "Ciao-su Amaya-chan." Meriting his aversion, Gokudera flicked his half smoked cigarette to the side and pulled out a new one to light up. <br><br>The others trickled in, to deliver the same news he had already made Tsuna aware of on the plane. With a harsh tone, he barked, "Then what is everyone standing around like idiots for? Get the Tenth into a secure area and spare us any more depressing news." His gaze shifted to each of him. Ready to start throwing bombs if anyone challenged him.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Vampricprincessty</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 12:24:58</strong>
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				Chrome got back out of bed, washed and dressed. Wearing her usual clothes. A indigo top with a short jacket that stopped right at above her belly button. Also a ruffled mini skirt and pair of knee boots. All the color black. Let's not forget her eye patch. She didn't wear it as often anymore but she wanted to this time. After grabbing her Trident, she left out of her room. <br><br>Since someone had finally gave her the information on where the boss was she left. One of the underlings gave her a ride to the airport. Stepping out of the black car and into the airport, she got a little lost at first. Then she saw everyone gathered in one place with the boss. She walked over and stood there quietly behind everyone. <em>"So the boss has returned."</em>[/color]
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				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 12:41:47</strong>
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				Tsuna knew that his Storm Guardian took responsibility for his having to return to Japan, but of course Tsuna didn't blame him, if it wasn't this, than it would have been something else that would eventually make him return.&nbsp; So placing a comforting hand on his shoulder was his way of non verbally telling him that he shouldn't blame himself.&nbsp; After a moment he took his first steps out of the jet and onto the stairs.&nbsp; Being greeted by his Rain Guardian kneeling for him, was in no way new, but the show of subservience still prickled at his conscious. <br><br>"Thank you for the greeting Matsugae-san..."&nbsp; He would have said more, but his words where cut off by the appearance of his cloud Guardian Medicci.&nbsp; To this day she startled him, and he was sure that if he wasn't killed of, and lived to an old age, that it would be his Cloud Guardian that would eventually scare him to death.<br><br>"I expected as much."&nbsp; And in fact he did.&nbsp; He had hoped that no one would try to kill him so soon, but when was his life not in danger?&nbsp; "Thank you Medicci-sama."&nbsp; The sight of his slightly disheveled Sun Guardian, made wince, seeing blood all over him still made his heart lurch, he never quite knew when it was theirs or the enemies blood.&nbsp; <br><br>Keigo's words had him rubbing his head in frustration, he had quite honestly thought that they had wiped out all of those stinking black rats of a family, but apparently they hadn't, and this was unwelcome news.<br><br>"I think Gokudera-san is right, I'll feel more comfortable in the confines of the mansion.&nbsp; Once there I want a detailed report from you Keigo-san, this news is very troubling."&nbsp; That being said, he felt safe enough to walk ahead towards the waiting black Cadillac that would take them to the mansion.&nbsp; Once there he planned on having a general meeting, where they would discuss what their plan of action would be.&nbsp; He would not allow that family to gain a foot hold, and threaten his family, not ever.&nbsp; He didn't notice his Mist Guardian, the distraction of hearing Keigo's news overshadowing his thoughts.&nbsp; Once in the car he would make his real greetings, but not here, not when at any moment they could be attacked.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Xearts</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 02:54:12</strong>
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				Keigo nodded slightly, his improved control showing greatly, as in years past he would have grabbed Gokudera by the lapels and shouted at him for acting all high and mighty. Still, the octopushead was right, they needed to get Tsuna-sama safe. He turned swiftly and strode to the vehicle. When he reached it he placed his open palms on it and brought up his flame. It bathed the car for a moment, and nothing popped or shrieked, so it was obvious no boxes were active on the car. The Flame receded back into him, and he opened the door for the Decimo. "It's safe, Tsuna-sama." He would get into the car with his boss, acting as part of his personal guard. His own guard would not. They were trained for long distances, one of the two guards capable of keeping up with a car in motion. <br><br>When everyone else was in, Keigo slipped in and shut the door. Being able to take near fatal wounds made him the perfect person for the outside seat, as any assasin that shot him would almost absolutely fail. Now safe in the comfortable car, his normal grin grew back to its usual size. Grinning so that the whole car seemed brighter for its presense, he greeted his idol in proper style. He rapped a hand on his shoulder and grabbed his hand in a shake. "It's good to see ya in one piece, Tsuna-sama. To the EXTREME!" After the greeting was suitably taken care of, he relaxed into the seat as much as was possible without allowing Tsuna-sama to be visable in the window, and spoke softly. "Seeing what's going on, I inacted the procedures you put down for emergencies. The mansion's on lockdown, and the rings and boxes we put in storage are being inventoried so we can act immediately when you give the order. I made sure every weapon was brought to standard, and the defenses around the mansion were triple-checked. The three Guards already stationed in the mansion are contributing to half-hourly patrols, so not one inch of the mansion is left unwatched. Hopefully we'll be able to include more once all the Guardians gather tonight. I'll have a report ready for you by then. Did I miss anything?" His grin was confident, but he was looking to all within the car to see if they saw anything he didn't. He was the Sun, always ready to move without delay, pushing others to action. He shed light, but he didn't always see for the glare.
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				Post by: <strong>Hayato</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 04:56:13</strong>
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				Her eyes glared at Gokudera. It was evident she didn't like him. But her obedience to Tsune-sama kept her voice silent; though she did catch the flick of the cigarette as she stood.<br><br>The feelings were short-lived. Amaya's face lit up at Tsune-sama's thanks, but she stifled it quickly. Her heart leapt at every word of praise she gave him, but it was hard for her to show anything but her stoic demeanor in front of others. As Keigo ushered them into the car, she realized she wasn't as able as the others. She grimaced at his loud shouting, thinking it extremely obtuse towards Tsune-sama.<br><br>Listening to the measures taken to protect her Master, Amaya understood that she was one of those measures as well. Her hands unconsciously gripped her sword case tightly, a remembrance of her sworn duty to him. And so, she sat quietly as the limo drove off. When Keigo asked them, however, it prompted Amaya to the events two nights previously.<br><br>"Master..." her quiet voice addressed Tsune-sama, bypassing Keigo. "Several days ago, I learned of a contract between the Black Spell and a foreign assassin. I tracked him down and two nights ago, disposed of him. From what I have learned, he is European...ex-SAS," she briefed them.
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				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 05:27:13</strong>
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				Blessedly numbed to the actions of the people around him, Gokudera straightened the lapel of his jacket to the many glares that his passionate decree emitted. As Tsuna-kun agreed with the sense of urgency he established, Gokudera's lip curled in a grin, while his eyes stayed narrowed. It wasn't that he hated his family members, it was only that he felt the need to <em>re</em>established his position at times, even if it meant that his peers would dislike it. Only Tsuna's opinion mattered in his mind, so the tension was that much more bearable, and worthy of the cause. Gokudera lowered himself calmly to the Cadillac and sat; stoically listening to the news the other members of the famiglia had to deliver to the Tenth. 
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				Post by: <strong>Xearts</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 03:43:10</strong>
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				"SAS? Those British airforce guys?" Keigo's eybrow tilts up, and his grin lessens slightly. "The Millifiore are using mercenaries now?" He shook his head. "Doesn't sound like a Byakuran plot. It's weird, to the EXTREME! Honestly, if the Black Spell is active, using the Black rose symbol, then the White Spell is probably active as well. After all, the flower is Byakuran's famiglia's symbol. If the Gillo-negra famiglia was the one acting on its own, they'd bear the orage pacifier as their standard. Which adds another question. What happened to Uni-san?" His grin faded nearly away, his eyes hardening. "And, the big question is...We got Byakuran, right? He's done, isn't he? Did we screw up somewhere?" He just shook his head. His eyes went to the sky outside the window. It was overcast, the sun he loved so much covered by clouds. Keigo didn't like having nothing he could do, no one to fight. It made him feel like a sun, covered by clouds. Utterly useless.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Vongola Family(Japan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vampricprincessty</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 06:02:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chrome wasn't at all upset that boss didn't notice her. After hearing the report, she didn't really notice much either. Thinking that maybe it would have been better to stay at the mansion until they came back. It was really a wasted effort if she had nothing to report to the boss. Following behind them, into the Cadillac, sitting close to one of the windows. Not saying anything as usual, just staring out the window. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Vongola Family(Japan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hayato</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 06:13:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Amaya saw her chance to shine...to stab a bit at Keigo in her own small way.<br><br>"Special Air Service is part of Her Majesty's Army...not RAF," she noted. "And he wasn't among the normal ranks of mercenaries. His records and the intelligence I gathered show that he never visited any of the current warzones in the world," she informed them. "His specialty was high-value assassination," Amaya continued. "I have his dossier for review if you wish it, Master Tsune," she said. Her eyes momentarily flashed to Chrome. The expression on her face reminded Amaya of her own feelings, and she made a note to speak with Chrome when she had time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Vongola Family(Japan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xearts</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 20:46:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Being who he was, Keigo just ignored Amaya's correction. Like it mattered what arm of the British military they were with. After all, the Vongola had fought off whole armies before, and held the British, American, Chinese, and Japanese militaries in their sway. It didn't answer anything as, no matter how trained the guy was, he was still a merc. Byakuran didn't use mercenaries. Still, Amaya seemed to know what was going on. Keigo nodded, running the information through his head. "This thing with the merc is a little weird, but that just adds new questions. Wait, the British?" His brows creased in the middle and he thought hard. "Oh, yeah. I got a message from the British guys. That...M16 or something? Yeah, they gave me a message." He paused, raising a fist to make another heroic pose. "And I INSTANTLY FORGOT IT!" He was, after all, Keigo. A tap on the window behind him was answered with him opening the window a crack and sliding his hand out without looking at it. He pulled his hand back in and closed the window, unfolding a piece of white paper. "So, I had it written down for me. My lieutenant was holding it. Let's see." He affected a stuffy air. "This government will not become involved in criminal matters. All faculty attempting to aid or interfere with the criminal element known as the Vongola are entirely unaffiliated, no matter their origins. Also, it is to be known to the degenerate organization previously here unto mentioned that this government and all affiliated therein with said government will neither house nor harbor the intent and purpose of criminal entanglement." Keigo snorted and returned to his normal speaking voice. "So it's basically saying 'We have nothing to do with this, deal with it yourselves, and don't set foot on British soil, if you know what's good for you, till you do. Sincerely, the guys with their panties in a bunch.' And that 'all affiliated therein with' stuff means America is out too. Which means our list of allies is now limited to Japan, which will house us but not aid us, and Italy, which is basically us anyway. In other words, the Vongola must hold its own, and expect no outside help."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Vongola Family(Japan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KeyOfTwilight</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 21:34:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice was silent through a great deal of the conversation, sitting near the rear right back window.&nbsp; It was easy to fit four of the guardian in the back, mostly because of Alice's diminutive size compared to the others.&nbsp; SAS, RAF, they all sounded the same to her.&nbsp; All she ever cared about was if they were trying to harm any of the famiglia.&nbsp; The single item that shocked her however, was the proclamation from the British Government and its allies that said they were pretty much turning their nose up at the Vongola, the same Mafia famiglia that had kept all the others in check and out of people's hair for the most part, the <em>respected</em> Mafia.&nbsp; <br><br>"Obviously he wasn't very good at his job then.&nbsp; High-value assassination has never beeen their strong suit." she spoke to the rest with an assured tone.&nbsp; This of course was biased, though it was true that the Medicci tended to produce the best assassins, outside of Israel, and they were equals in most ways save that the Medicci used box weapons and flames, something the Israeli forces didn't have.<br><br>"Whatever the case is, the nations that refuse us won't be so hasty to make that decision after I have a talk with them."&nbsp; For once, her hands didn't graze over the handles of her pistols.&nbsp; "My family owns a majority of antiquated art that resides in the museums of said countries, mainly Renaissance period pieces.&nbsp; They also hold debts to our family for the lending of said pieces, and if we just tighten the pressure on those debts, they're sure to be more than willing to accommodate our search into these matters."<br><br>This time, however, Alice did rest her hands on the pistol grips.&nbsp; "If not..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Vongola Family(Japan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xearts</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 22:58:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Keigo sighed and shrugged. His first instinct was to knock a couple heads and make the idiots listen as well. But, there was always that thing about duty to the famiglia. "Alicia-san, chill. The Vongola do not force help where it is not offered. The Famiglia has dealt with its own problems before, and it will again. Any allies who offer help we are grateful for, those that do not we simply ignore. To do otherwise would be embarassing to our superiority, to the EXTREME!" He shook his head. "No, we'll have to take this on ourselves. Right, Tsuna-sama?" His eyes went to his idol, a confident grin on his face once again. The shining sun will burn through any darkness, given enough time.
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