Tsuna stared down in horror at the young kid Nana was entrusting him with. The tiny teal haired kid blinked up at him. "Why is your hair so fluffy? Do birds use it as a nest?" The kid asked.

"N-no!" Tsuna said, voice verging on a shriek. Nana smiled.

"It's nice to know you're already getting along. His grandmother is a dear and all alone. She can't look after such a rambunctious boy all of the time. Just look after Fran for a hour while I finish my shopping." Nana chirped. Tsuna strangled his panicked squeak as the door closed and he was left alone.

The day had been going so normal. He didn't have school, his bullies didn't show up, and mama wanted to greet the new neighbors.

They had moved all the way from France and it was neighborly she said. They probably were so nervous she said.

Then the grandma had mentioned her rambunctious grandson and Nana had smiled and now he had to look after a kid and oh dear god. He had no clue what to do with kids! He hadn't seen an anime for this!

Was a kid supposed to look so creepily emotionless?! That couldn't be normal at all!

And why was the kid wearing an apple hat?!

Fran was profoundly annoyed.

He had been out and about in the woods when the crazy lady who said she was his grandma snagged him. Then she shoved a French to Japanese language book in his hands and a month later, he learned about airplanes.

He also learned he didn't like airplanes that much.

The airplane didn't like him that much either.

Everything got a bit fuzzy after that. Probably because he ended up passing out on an airplane. Now they were apparently living in a completely different house in a different town. Joy.

And just when he was about to wander off, another weird lady showed up. Fran had ignored him until she agreed to watch him. And now there was this weird boy with hair like a bird nest.

Definitely not as cool as his hat.

Fran shrugged and walked off. Bird's nest boy was boring. Probably wouldn't even notice he was gone.

The boy was gone!

"Hie!" Tsuna shrieked, running out of the open door. His foot caught on the threshold and he shrieked again, tumbling down. Tsuna winced, looking up in time to see Fran disappear around the street corner.

Tsuna stumbled up and ran after him, focusing on his steps so he wouldn't trip on his shoe laces.

He skidded around the corner looking for the apple hat or that strange teal hair.

He couldn't find him. Fran seemed to have completely disappeared. The street was clear. Oh he was so screwed, he had no idea where that kid would go, what kind of things did younger kids do?

Mama would never forgive him if Fran was hurt or missing.

Something niggled in the back of his mind and he started walking again, ducking into an alley. As soon as he came out into the next road, he turned right. It was just a guess but it felt right.

Tsuna wove through the streets, not even realizing he hadn't tripped yet. He kept ducking through alleys and jogging down streets.

Tsuna checked his watch and fought back his panic. He had forty minutes left to find Fran and get him safely home before Mama got back. Finally he came out and looked around.

It was the bridge. He normally avoided this place because the bullies hung out near here.

That niggling feeling told him that Fran was here. But he couldn't see the kid anywhere.

He had been wrong.

Tsuna slumped, turning. Maybe he could ask a shopkeeper or see if Fran went home. He didn't have any other ideas. Then he heard a splashing noise.

Tsuna turned, nearly sprinting to the edge. Down at the bank, he saw a distinctive apple hat. Fran was sitting by the river, splashing around in the water. Tsuna sighed in relief. "Fran!" He yelled.

Fran glanced up towards him. "Oh Fluffy, you found me." He remarked, standing up. "Or were you looking for the bird that nests in your hair?" Tsuna blushed.

"You get back up here now!" Tsuna yelled, trying to sound authoritative. Fran shrugged, taking a step forward. And then his foot slipped.

It was like he was watching in slow motion. Tsuna watched in shock as Fran tumbled back in the water, and bobbed up farther away. He was getting pulled by the current, Tsuna thought numbly. Then his mind kicked back on.

Tsuna dove down the hill, half running and half tumbling to the bottom. He threw himself in the water, dog paddling desperately after Fran.

His arms wrapped around Fran and Tsuna dragged the kid to shore, slumping on the bank. "You know- I'm actually a terrible swimmer." Tsuna said, resisting the urge to giggle hysterically. Now he just had to prevent any further wandering.

"Why'd you do that?" Fran asked montonely. Tsuna looked at him in confusion.

"Why wouldn't I? You could have been hurt." Tsuna said. The thought of Fran being hurt just felt wrong.

"It's happened before. I've floated out to sea and came back. Takes forever. Grandma doesn't even notice." Fran said. Tsuna let his face go blank.

"Let's just get home." He said, half pleading. Tsuna kept one hand on Fran at all times as he dragged Fran by home. Fran, for his part, just went limp and let himself be dragged along.

Tsuna froze as he saw a distinctive group of people ahead. He knew those boys. They liked to lie in wait and steal his lunch. Or just rip his homework to shreds, taunting him that it was always wrong.

Fran wriggled and Tsuna absently nudged him to his feet, still numb with terror. Any minute now and they would see him.

He didn't see Fran's eyes narrow or hear the tiny, almost monotonous scoff.

What he did see was one of the boys jerking back, screaming and slapping at the air. It seemed to spread contagiously, the other boys soon screaming as well. Tsuna fought the urge to cry in relief as he ushered Fran away as a figure jumped down from a rooftop.

He wasn't going to question the miracle at all. For once, luck didn't seem to be against him.

Noise disturbances were not tolerated in Namimori.

Tsuna rummaged through his closet, yanking out a t-shirt and shorts. "Get changed!" He said. Fran nudged the clothes and shrugged.

Tsuna's legs wobbled and he barely reacted when he tripped down the stairs. He was starving. A bit of mama's cooking would perk him right up. Tsuna slouched his way over to the fridge and looked inside.

His ears perked as he heard the front door open and he spun around. Fran already had one foot out the door. "Hie! Um." Tsuna groped blindly in the fridge. "Do you want some dango?" He asked, glancing down at the plastic container. Fran looked back at him.

Tsuna's shirt was a few sizes too big for him and drawled the young boy, making him look tiny. Tsuna was unnerved to see that Fran still had his fruit hat and it was perfectly dry.

"Sure." Fran said, lured by the promise of sweets. Tsuna breathed a sigh of relief as Fran settled himself at the table, accepting the container of dango. He had discovered Fran's weakness.

Mama came home to a thoroughly distracted Fran. "Good job Tsuna! Why are you soaking wet?" Tsuna shuffled nervously.

"I took a shower?" He said weakly.

"You'll catch a cold! Get dressed while I take Fran back to his Grandma." Nana said, setting the groceries down at the table. Tsuna took his time getting dressed, happy to be back in dry clothing.

"Ah Tsu-" Tsuna ran back to his mother. He twitched his fingers, looking at Nana with big eyes.

"Mama! Teach me how to cook!" Tsuna said. He needed some way of distracting Fran! Nana nodded happily.

Her boy was growing up!

Omake 1

"Fran for the love of god, please stop trying to poke Hibari! Why do I even have to explain this?!"

"Herbivore."

"Hie!"

I do not own Katekyou Hitman Reborn!

This is a story playing with if a certain Frog had moved to Namimori at a young age. Tsuna's a very anxious babysitter who wishes Fran wasn't quite so adventurous. Or creepily monotone.

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