Summary Change: Due to an incident, Sawada Ienari was sent back to Namimori in order to recover and hide from the mafia world while he tries to live a normal life-or as normal as it could be for someone like him. For his older brother Tsuna, he would do just that and uncover the dark secrets that Ienari refuses to tell even to his home tutor Reborn, their stepfather.

Will he be the one to discover the reason of Ienari's current plight? Some Iemitsu bashing are here. Adult Reborn too!

Chapter 1

Sawada Ienari was somewhat a child who has a lot problems on his mind, not only to Iemitsu, but to Vongola Nono as well. Groomed to be the future Vongola Decimo, it was unusual or usual in certain cases, for a child to be showered with affection and ended up having some sort of problem all because of the pressure that was bestowed on him when he was eight.

That was his case, according to Reborn. Though many would like to challenge him (Iemitsu), no one can deny that what he said was right. Sawada Ienari needed healing and reprieve, and he just had the perfect idea for that.

"Send him back to Namimori," Reborn suggested.

Timoteo and Iemitsu looked at Reborn as if he grew two heads.

"What? Why are you sending my son back there?!" Iemitsu growled. He swore to himself after the divorce settlement that he would never set foot in Namimori again. He was inches away from trying to murder the hitman—cue the word try—and be done with it. "I'm not sending my son to my ex-wife!"

Reborn glared at the External Adviser, glad that he was a few inches taller than him. "You have a lot of nerve to refute my suggestion, when it is your upbringing that brought up this conversation in the first place." He spat out. "Would you rather he have a way to recover in a different environment, or turn him to be killed here in Italy because of his emotional dilemma that is worse than Xanxus'?" he asked. "At least Xanxus handles his emotions and juggles his responsibilities as the leader of the Varia very well, whereas your son grew up as a child with the stress of a title on his head and is always rescued by his daddy in every hurdle he enters into, not bothering to trust his son to do what he thinks is right and even has the audacity to look at him in disappointment when he doesn't meet your standards."

Yes, the incident that brought them to this conversation in the first place was due to the failed parenting of the Vongola's Young Lion. He may be the best in the battlefield, but place him in a familial environment and he sucks at it.

Timoteo considered Reborn's suggestion. It was clear that Ienari lacked certain qualities of a confident and authoritative boss, not to mention that it was obvious that he was keeping something bottled up. Even Dino had stated that in his brief meeting with Timoteo as the Cavallone Decimo in passing. Clearly raising Ienari under Iemitsu who was barely present in the life of the adolescent was proving to have negative effects. He sighed. As skilled as his External Adviser is in battle, his parenting skills was pretty bad.

"I will agree with Reborn," Timoteo decided.

"But Ninth!" Iemitsu tried to argue, but the man held up his hand.

"Reborn is by all accounts, right. If I leave this unattended, it would prove to be dangerous for him and the Vongola. I'm sorry Iemitsu, but if Reborn has a method in helping him properly, then I have to go by his plan,"

Iemitsu cursed inwardly at that.

Reborn was not that stupid to ignore it. "I already spoke to the headmistress of the school he would be attending,"

"What school?" Iemitsu demanded.

Reborn smirked, "Nana recommended it to me,"

A frown marred the blond's features, "From my ex-wife? Why are you asking her?"

"Like it or not, Iemitsu, Ienari is still Nana's son. You have no right to override that righht since you were violating your divorce settlement regarding child visitation ever since you whisked him away here."

"That's none of your business!" Iemitsu growled.

"It is my business now that I know that your influence has led him to this path. And as his tutor and step-father, I have a say in what to do with him before he destroys himself." Reborn said, rubbing salt in the wound that Iemitsu did to himself long ago.

"That is enough!" Timoteo shouted at the two of them, closing the argument. For now. "I have already made my decision, Iemitsu. I am sending Ienari to Namimori, where he would be re-taught by Reborn concerning his conduct. I will give Reborn the full authority to do what he thinks is right, and not you, or anyone will overrule it until we see results."

With that, Reborn exited the room with a gleeful smile.

When they left the office, Iemitsu glared at Reborn. "I don't care if the Ninth values your opinion in this matter, but I'll be damned if I let you sully my name in front of my son along with my ex-wife."

Reborn turned to glare back, sending light shivers down the External Adviser's spine. "My wife wanted nothing more but the best for her sons. Something that you didn't take into account when you married her and had sons." He stated. "Now that Ienari had turned into an introverted and dependent child, it's my job as his tutor and his step-father to straighten him out."

"How would you know how to fix the attitude of a child?" the blond demanded.

"It worked for my son." He rubbed in.

"Tsuna is my son!"

"You have a lousy way of showing it." Reborn said. "Before you say that Tsuna is your son, think about what you did to him all these years before the divorce. If you ever paid any attention to the son that you claim him to be." He smirked satisfactorily when he saw Iemitsu at a loss for words. "Tsuna is now my son and my responsibility. At least Nana and he knows my job and I come home ten times more often than you ever had." He then turned and left him to his own thoughts.

…

"Ienari, you're going back to Namimori." Reborn said.

"What?! I'm not going back there!" Ienari refused. "No! I won't go back to the place where I will have the same fate as Dame-Tsuna did when we were younger!"

Without thinking, Reborn somehow gave him a sharp look which made the teenager's spine shiver. "If your brain ever recalled the fact that Tsunayoshi is now my son, you would soon realize that I will not sit by idly without giving him his own adjustments." He said. "And that is what I'm going to do to you,"

Ienari's face was crestfallen, which Reborn found rather challenging. The boy looked a lot like Tsuna right down to the face except his blond hair, which worries Reborn to no end. It was like seeing the former Tsuna all over again. How this boy had developed into an insecure introverted child, he would never understand. But he could blame Iemitsu for this.

"If you have any objections, no one will listen to you. You are going back to Namimori, and that is final." Reborn declared. "You have six hours to pack your belongings. You will be transported out of Italy before the day is done."

Before Reborn reached the door, Ienari spoke with bitterness, "Why are you doing this?"

"What, exactly?" Reborn replied.

"This! Sending me back to Namimori when almost everyone thinks of me now as a troubled child!"

A sympathetic frown marred Reborn's features. "Because I don't want any of my students to grow up with dangerous types of stress building up when I can still get rid of it."

"Why don't you just leave me alone?!" Ienari spat.

Reborn felt his patience wearing thin. It was never this hard to detain his killing intent. Stepping closer to Ienari, he spoke coldly, "Tell me, Ienari, do you know what will happen to you in five years? Where you will end up if you keep on swatting everyone's hand away?"

"In the mafia of course. That's all you ever expect of me." He replied. Reborn didn't miss the pained expression of the boy.

"No." Reborn said, startling Ienari. "You would be dead. Someday, a Mafiosi will get it in his head that you could be killed easily because of your detachment to society, and will eventually decide that you have no place in the mafia, heir or not. No one will ever know who did it because no one is ever there to watch your back." he started, eliciting a silent fear in the boy, "You may think that the Vongola will avenge you, but that won't happen if they don't even have a clue on what happened. The Vongola will have nothing to do but to mourn the loss of another heir." He pulled Ienari's left arm and pushed back his sleeve, revealing a bandage was wrapped around his wrist, "And sending you back to Namimori will prevent this from ever happening again."

Reborn left the boy staring at his tutor as he disappeared through the door.

TBC

I seriously have no idea how I managed to do this…but I have stumbled upon attempted suicide fics in other categories and add to the fact that I stumbled upon my old Psychology book and it just…clicked. I'm not pretty sure if I should update this. I've never written fics with this theme, but it's kind of worth a try…I guess.