In ten minutes Tsuna had his black

In ten minutes Tsuna had his black dress pants, belt, and shirt on. For the time being he didn't tuck his shirt in so he could use it to hide his belt. Then he pulled on a light blue jacket. His gloves and mask were thrown into a bag with a storage box that contained the Mist ring that he stole.

Shouldering the bag, Tsuna left his apartment via the window in his room and climbed down the fire escape. Using an entrance in the alley, Tsuna entered the garage and saw his motorbike sitting where he left it.

Smiling, he hopped onto the bike and grabbed a small remote that was hanging on the handle bar so he could open the garage door. The moment the door was half way up, Tsuna high tailed it out of the garage, not even bothering to pause as he hit the button on the remote as he was leaving to shut the door behind him.

He drove the bike quickly down the road as if he has been driving it for years. He swerved in and outside of traffic. It was a bit reckless and could get him in a lot of trouble if he was caught, which was likely with how he was driving, but he was confident in his ability to escape the police so it didn't really matter to him right now. After all, what person involved in the Underground world would actually let himself be arrested by the police?

Taking a sharp right at the end of the road, Tsuna was surprised to see what he saw in front of him. It wasn't often that he saw so many black cars sitting in the road or so many men in black suits around, unless of course, he was in the process of stealing from their Famiglia. Why they had to be here in his way at such an important time was beyond him? Maybe it was just his rotten luck.

Quickly hitting the breaks, the bike skidded to a halt right in front of a happy blond haired man who was dressed in black pants and a long sleeve white shirt. The older boy blinked at the boy on the bike, who was glaring at him.

"Oh?" The blond haired guy said, staring down at the boy with a smirk. "Aren't you a little young to be driving? Though, I must say that bike is impressive."

"I'm in a hurry so move." Tsuna snapped at him.

"There is a nice way to ask, little boy." The man said, emphasizing the last two words as he fully took in how young Tsuna was.

Tsuna raised a brow. "Of course, I could always beat your ass into the ground. Why didn't I think of that first?" He sneered.

"You can't beat me." The man said.

Scoffing, Tsuna revved up his bike. "I would love to stay and prove you wrong, but I'm going to be late if I stay here any longer."

He didn't wait to hear another word from the man. Instead, he swerved around the man and all his men in black suits at a rather high speed. As he was leaving, he couldn't help but hear a chuckle escape the man he was talking to, and shook his head with a small smile. What an interesting guy he was.

*Demon*

The moment he entered the warehouse, Tsuna, having been here enough times to know its layout by memory, moved his motorcycle to a hidden spot so no one would see it. After that, he put on his mask and gloves before sleeking his hair back with some water and gel. He hated doing this, but it worked as a temporary fix to hide his unique spiky hair.

With his disguise finished, he removed his jacket and grabbed the box from his bag and went to the center of the warehouse where he could be spotted the moment his employer stepped through the doors of the warehouse.

Because of his detour with that man, he wasn't as early as he usual was so it wasn't long until he heard the screeching of tires outside the warehouse that signified that his employer was here.

It was time for another trade off