Luca twitched, startled by the woman that revealed herself from the shadows and even more shocked to see her full form. What was with the ears? What was with the tail? What was with this infant? His internal questioning was cut short by Yuki rushing by him and try kick her sister who seemed just as surprised as he was but much more prepared as she blocked with ease. [color=fff79a]"Don't attack your own sister out of such a stupid reason! Jeez... We have a job to finish, come on."[/color] Luca flinched as he watched Yuki get scolded by her sister followed by a rather painful looking whack to the top of her head. He was somewhat mesmerized by the scene. It had been a long time since he'd experienced that dynamic. [color=orange]"Are you...okay Yuki?"[/color] Of all the questions he wanted to ask that one became the priority as he stood and started to step towards her but was hesitant with Shiso present. Fon smiled wryly hearing Luca's response to the situation. [color=red][i]You said you wouldn't pick someone exactly like you but he doesn't seem all that different...Sawada~[/i][/color] Once again Luca jumped slightly more and more people gathered at the shrine. The first one to make his presence known didn't ease Luca's mind about the situation. [color=orange]"K-Kill!? H-Hey, what is he talking about!?"[/color] The young man went on to talk about the festival's delicacies as if he didn't just offhandedly toss around the concept of murder. Fon leaped up onto Luca's shoulder and looked at Samael. [color=red]"That'll be enough of that. You know the Vongola no longer take lives callously like the rest of the mafia world. Although, the Varia are another category I suppose. Speaking of which..."[/color] If Fon was trying to calm Luca he wasn't doing so well. [color=orange]"M-Mafia!? You're...mafia?"[/color] Just then two others barged into the scene, one of them more interested in his pursuit of the other than what had actually summoned them here. The first introduced himself while the green haired boy decided his and the cobblestone should get more acquainted. Luca was about to ask if he was okay but was distracted by Ren's last name, Kanesada. He knew he heard the name before but couldn't quite remember. Suddenly, the green haired was invading Luca's personal space as he shrugged off his previous clumsiness to befriend the infant on his shoulder. [color=orange]"Mr. Target? Who-W-wait does he mean me!?"[/color] Luca was losing grasp of the situation second by second. First, someone comes in talking about killing and then he's just been named Mr. Target. Fon chuckled lightly. [color=red]"Now that it seems everyone has found there way here I think it's time we moved this along before the guest of honor passes out~"[/color] Luca looked around to see familiar faces in Asuka and Hideaki which only confused him more. It was one thing when it came to Yuki, it was clear she wasn't normal but for the class president and the archery club captain to be at this gathering of...whatever insane thing this was was more than he could comprehend. The surprises didn't end there as Luca suddenly felt the weight on his shoulder lift (literally, not metaphorically) as the mysterious infant was snatched up by Asuka and snuggled. [color=orange][i]Is she even the same persona any more? I've never seen the president act like this...it's kinda...cute-gah! What am I thinking? This isn't Namimori Shrine, this is some other warped reality where babies speak fluently, women have tails and...[/i][/color] [color=red]"It's okay Vongola. You are still in your world~"[/color] Fon spoke to Luca reassuringly calm and quite content in Asuka's arms. It was almost like Luca's mind. But why did he keep calling him Vongola? [color=red]"If everyone will grant me their attention I'm sure you'd like to know why you are all here. I am the Fon and my colleague there is Shiso Volkov. We were sent by the tenth boss of the Vongola Famiglia to deliver a message~"[/color] The infant, securely nestled in Asuka's arms, turned to Shi giving her the floor. Luca stood frozen, entranced by Fon's words. He wasn't sure it all meant but he was unbearably anxious.