White Tulips and Memos

Letter 01

Dear Physician, Dear Tutor:

Through the half opened window the first sunbeams of a new day entered a certain bedroom of a resident of the small city of Namimori. Alongside with the light, the breeze of mid September too wandered into the room, making the curtains which were slightly drawn to dance with them. The bright rays of the sun leisurely began to light the dim and cold room as the seconds continued to tick away. Said sunlight began to outline the objects inside the room with dark shades, giving their structure a prefect shadow as the light continued to invade the room.

The black digital clock resting on the left corner of the desk nearest to the bed, read in big blue letters: 7:09. In the corner of the small screen, a small numeration continued blinking as they grew constantly; from one to two, and two to three. They say seconds pass fast, and they most certainly did, because in the blink of an eye, the seconds soon reached fifty-nine and the time changed to 7:10. Unfortunately as soon as they changed, a loud beeping noise started echoing inside the bedroom, announcing the owner of said clock it was time to wake up and get ready for school.

A small groan escaped the lips of said owner resting on the bed with the covers wrapped around them like a cacoon. Turning around, the figure wrapped in the blankets opened their eyes and stared with a hard and irritaded glare at the clock which continued beeping and blinking. Closing their eyes again, they reached a hand out and let it drop on top of the digital clock, silencing it. Groaning again, they cursed and buried their face on the pillow. They were reluctant on waking up, but they knew they had to. If not, they would be late for school and be bitten to death by a certain prefect. Oh no, they did not want that, certainly not. But it wasn't their fault they felt nauseous all night. They wondered if it was something they ate the day before… Quickly forgetting the already silenced clock and succesfully pussing away their thoughts, they decided to get a little more shut-eye.

At least for a couple of minutes …

Unfortunately when they felt the sleep returning to them, the clock started beeping once again. Growling in anger, they smashed the digital clock with their fist. As soon as they felt the smashed pieces of the digital clock below their fist, did they realize what they just did. Cursing and groaning for a completely different matter, they reluctantly sat up and looked at what was left of the poor digital clock.

Ah… Reborn is going to kill me…

Uncovering herself, Tsuna stoop up from the bed and stretched, only to stop half way when the painful and almost familiar pain on her back let itself be known. The young petite female mafioso sighed in annoyance and reached for the wounded place with her hand to cares it slowly; hoping to subdue the pain, if only slightly. Her eyebrows furrowed when she felt a small tingle of pain and she didn't know why. More specifically, her back. It ached more than the other parts of her body and she didn't know why. She guessed it had to do with the Spartan training of her devil Tutor Reborn, but her back have never ached this bad before. Placing a hand behind her waist, she lightly caressed the place as her free hand messed up her long auburn hair.

Yawning into her hand politely, she walked towards the door of her bedroom with sluggish steps. Honestly, she felt too tired. Maybe she should tell Reborn to lower his Spartan activities; even if she got one hell of a beating afterwards. Furrowing her brows together, she went into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Honestly, that demon baby…Sighing, she walked towards the toilet and slid down her sleeping pants along with the underwear to do her business The female mafioso fretted on her seat as she felt the twinge of worry attacking her stomach and nerves. Again.

Tsuna was worried.

She was worried about not getting her time of the month.

It's been approximately seven weeks since she got her last menstruation and she was getting worried. She fairly knew this wasn't normal, she wasn't that moronic. Sighing for the second time that morning, she flushed the toilet and approached the sink. As she turned the faucet, she grabbed the bar of soap resting next to the faucets and started washing her hands. She dried them with the white towel next to the sink before she grabbed her toothbrush and the toothpaste.

Maybe she should go and take a visit to the hospital. This couldn't be going on like this. She will not allow it. Applying a fair amount of toothpaste on the brush, she started the brush strokes on her teeth as she continued her thoughts. Was it such a good idea to go visit a public hospital? Reborn had told her to not go out to a public place without someone there to protect her; he always told her to make at least one of her Guardians accompany her when she wished to visit a public place. He told her it was for her safety and the safety of her Family. Tsuna paused the brush strokes briefly before she continued where she left off. Now thinking back to the words of her Tutor, going to a public place didn't sound right. Maybe she should visit the small clinic Dino-san owned? Yes, that suited better. Hell, even if she went alone, she was sure she would get a couple of Dino's men accompanying her to her house by their own accord.

Nodding at her decision, Tsuna rinsed her mouth and exited the restroom after she washed her face and closing the faucet. Entering again into her bedroom, she closed the door behind her and approached the closet. Taking out her Namimori High School uniform, she placed it on her unmade bed. She walked to her wardrobe and took out a white bra from the first drawer while she got a pair of black school leggings from a drawer lower. Approaching her window, she closed it along with the curtains; who knows what kind of sick perverts were out there to see her change? Once that was done, she started taking off her pajamas.

Perhaps she should go to Dino's clinic now before going to school? Yeah, that was a good option. Her health was first priority, after all. But Reborn clearly ignored that small matter with such fervor, it was almost scary to bring it up.

Once her mind was made up, she started dressing for school.

Her arms slid into the long-sleeved of her white shirt; buttoning it not long after. Taking a hold of her black skirt, she stepped into it and slid it up. She tucked her shirt inside her skirt carefully; trying not to get it wrinkled too much. She did the only button on her skirt and closed the zipper. Grabbing her yellow jacket, she putted it on and sat on the bed. She took a hold of the black leggings and slid them on from her feet, to her knees.

Getting up, Tsuna approached the wardrobe and grabbed the brush resting on top of the piece of furniture. She started brushing her hair; undoing knots that appeared on her way to the bottom. Grabbing a good amount of hair on the top of her ears (on both sides); she brought them together to the back of her head. She grabbed the small black elastic band on top of the wardrobe and tided the hair her hand was holding together. One, two, three twists to the elastic band left it tight enough. Taking a thin red ribbon next to the brush, she brought it to the back of her head, to the somewhat half ponytail she just made. She wrapped the black elastic band with the red strip and formed a neat ribbon. Giving it a last tug, she turned on her heels to approach the chair desk; where her school bag was. She grabbed it and hurried to exit the room; it won't be long before Takeshi and Gokudera came to get her for school.

She blushed at the thought of Takeshi.

It's been a month and a half since they started dating. They started dating since… that. She turned a dark red as she walked down the flight of stairs; almost tripping. The two of them thought it would be convenient to keep it a secret since they didn't know how the other would react. More specifically: Gokudera. She was sure the silver-haired will kill her first boyfriend, and she most certainly did not want that. Shaking her head to the sides to stop the various scenes with her Right Hand Man killing her boyfriend, she approached the small table near the door of the kitchen. Once she left her bag on top of said piece of furniture, she entered the kitchen.

Tsuna absentmindedly dodged a pair of chopsticks aiming to her head. Stopping her steps, the auburn haired female slowly turned her head to the direction the chopstick were inserted into the wall behind her. Blinking a few times at the objects, she warily turned her attention to the suit-wearing baby sitting on a chair, drinking his espresso; acting as if he wasn't the one responsible of the attack directed to her head.

"Reborn… That could've killed me…"

"That would've been your own fault No Good Tsuna."

Sighing in expiration, she walked further into the kitchen and greeted everyone sitting around the table, and her mother of course.

"Good Morning, Tsu-chan." Her mother sang merrily from where she was standing; in front of the stove, making more eggrolls for the children.

"Mornin' mom," Tsuna replied as she took a seat across from her Tutor. "Good Morning kids, Bianchi."

"Good Morning Tsuna-nee!" Lambo and I-Pin greeted with enthusiasm.

"Morning," Bianchi greeted with a small smile on her face.

Turning her attention to her Tutor, Tsuna stared at him for a few moments before she gave him a small smile; "Good Morning Reborn."

"You already received my greeting."

Tsuna almost fell off of her chair; causing Lambo to laugh at her actions and start saying things between "Tsuna-nee also fell off of the chair!" and "The Great Lambo never falls off of a chair!" I-Pin, of course, tried to scold the little bean; telling him it wasn't funny and he shouldn't laugh at Tsuna-nee. But Lambo just ignored her and started calling her names, before jumping out of his seat to run away from I-Pin's wrath.

"Getting enthusiastic so early in the morning!" Nana somehow praised as she approached the table with plates on one hand, while the other carried a large plate filled with eggrolls. "Lambo! I-Pin! Breakfast is ready!" The housewife placed the large plate in the middle of the table and gave each and single one of them a plate to eat.

Thanking her, Tsuna immediately snapped her chopsticks apart and grabbed an eggroll; eating it swiftly and, somehow, elegantly too. Was that even possible? As soon as she finished the eggroll, she took the small plate filled with white rice offered to her; eating it as quickly as the first. She only stopped to take the glass filled with green tea being offered to her. Taking a deep slug of her tea, she continued her eating. More like salvaging her food.

Placing the plate and chopsticks on the table, she thanked her mother once again for the food. Jumping out from her chair, she ran towards the door entrance, slipped her shoes on, grabbed her school bag and notified her family she was off to school.

Or so they thought.

Closing the door being her, Tsuna walked to the gate and opened it slowly before stepping out to the street. She took the usual route she took to school, walking as calmly as possible. She knows somehow, one way or another Reborn was watching her eveery step; maybe himself, or maybe he got his spy bugs or whatever those things were called on her trace. No one knew when it came to Reborn. Once she turned on the corner, she stopped her steps. Sighing in relief, she leaned against the wall. She was out of sight and she could no longer feel those familiar pair eyes staring at her retreating form.

"I don't get why you still follow me when I come to pick up the Principessa!"

Tsuna got petrified on the place upon hearing that familiar voice.

"Maa, maa Gokudera!"

Tsuna felt her stomach churning and turning upon hearing those two male voices. Turning her head to the sides, she searched the owners of the voices. Tsuna felt her knees wobbling when she saw them walking straight towards her. Eye twitching and mouth agape, she turned around and took the street directed to her house; but instead of returning of her house, she ran the opposite way. Tsuna reached the end of the street with the blink of an eye. She turned the corner and leaned against the wall, trying to take as much air as possible.

After regaining her normal breath, she peeked from the corner. Her eyes saw the two bickering back and forth as they reached the corner. Tsuna hide her face a little as she continued staring at the two. Well, the one bickering was only Gokudera. Takeshi just laughed and waved his hand at every retort Gokudera threw at him.

Takeshi…

Tsuna blushed as she stared at her boyfriends' back. His uniform was unarranged as usual. Shirt not tucked in and the neck of the shirt was wrinkled. His tie was loose and his yellow jacket was wide open. She knew since the jacket was waving slightly from where he walked and from the light breeze. One hand was inside of his pocket while the other carried his school bag. His hair seemed shorted; maybe he cut the ends a little? His shoulders were drawn back and his strides were elegant, as a gentleman.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Gasping, Tsuna hide herself and stopped peeking. She wondered if he saw her. She knew Takeshi could feel the eyes of anyone staring at him… So why was she staring at him? She knew this very well! She was the one who noticed it! (Since she stared at him when they were in class) She blushed at her inner thoughts. Shaking her head to the sides, she continued where she left off: running away.

Yamamoto stopped his steps and turned his upper body to the place where Tsuna was hiding; which he didn't know she was the one hiding there. He stared at the place with a raised eyebrow; he just felt someone staring at him, studying him from that place. Maybe an enemy…? His face got serious as his eyes gave a dangerous glint. If it meant an enemy, it meant someone would be trying to injure Tsuna. He would not allow anyone to injure his Tsuna!

"Oi!" The voice of Gokudera stopped his hand inching towards his black trousers to take out his hidden katana. "What the hell are you doing baseball freak? Move your ass before I leave you and I pick the Principessa to go to school without you!"

Blinking, Yamamoto continued to stare at the place where he felt someone staring at him. Grinning, the former thought he was jumping to conclusion too fast. Perhaps it was a baseball admire! Smiling at his conclusion, he turned forward and continued his way towards Tsuna's house.

"Wait up Gokudera!"

Tsuna stood outside of the small clinic Dino owned.

Taking a deep breath, she approached the automatic doors.

Tsuna looked around the waiting room; it was empty. No one was there but a man at the desk and her. The man was wearing a white coat, black trousers and a grey dress shirt. Strangely enough, he was wearing sunglasses. Why, oh, why was he wearing sunglasses inside a building? She noticed a young male-nurse walking up to the desk with a clipboard at hand and he started talking with the one attending the front desk. Tsuna almost face palmed. He too was wearing sunglasses. Better not ask why to Dino. Taking another deep breath, she approached the man attending the front desk and nervously started.

"E-Excuse me… I-I would like to make an appointment."

"Decimo-sama!" The nurse-male exclaimed once he saw her before he bowed at her in respect.

"Good m-morning…" She greeted.

The man attending the front desk jumped out of his seat and bowed respectfully at the young female Heir. "It is an honor to have the Decimo-sama here! How can we serve you Decimo-sama?"

Tsuna fidgeted on her spot, nervous to be asking this to two males. "I was wondering if I could make an appointment with a doctor…" She lamely finished.

"Of course Decimo-sama!" The two exclaimed, back straight. The one standing being the desk hurriedly took a clipboard; by the looks of it, it had written the schedules of most of the doctors who were in. The nurse continued; "What problem does the Decimo has?"

Tsuna felt her cheeks getting warmer and she fidgeted on her place. She played with the rim of her skirt; twisting it. "W-Well…" she lowered her face and stared at the ground a few seconds. Was it okay to tell… them about her problem? She shook her head at her stupidity. Of course it was fine! They were doctors! Nurses! They know about this! Once she set her mind to it, she continued, "Y-You see…" She gulped, "I haven't had my period… A-And I'm worried…" Raising her head she stared at them before her cheeks turned a brighter red. "I-Is it normal?"

Tsuna watched in astonishment when she noticed the attitude of the two males change drastically; it was as if they entered in Doctor Mode or something!

"Hmm…" The nurse hummed as he thought of an explanation. The male with the clipboard searched the clipboard for a good doctor to check the Decimo about this small problem. When the nurse didn't answer and continued humming, the other male caught her attention when he picked up the phone and made a small phone call to the doctor she'll be seeing.

"—the Vongola Decimo." Silence… He nodded once, twice at the words of the doctor who will be attending her soon. "Good, I'll leave her in your care." Hanging up the phone, he turned his attention to the nurse still thinking— and humming— for an answer. Writing something in a somewhat piece of receipt, he gave it to him and ordered to take the Decimo tohim.

The other visibly paled at the mention of him. "Are you sure? But what if—"

"He said he would behave himself since this is an important matter."

Sighing in defeat, the nurse agreed upon the doctor chosen and turned his attention to Tsuna.

"This way please."

Tsuna stared up at the white closed door. Supposedly, this is where a doctor would check her.

But…

Her eyes drifted to the plate besides the door that read—

I didn't expect it to be Shamal!

She took a deep to calm her nerves and her sudden nausea. The nurse seemed fine with this turn of events; since the male attending the front desk told him Shamal promised he would behave himself. Tsuna sure hoped so. If not, well… she would let Gokudera do whatever he wanted to the perverted Doctor. Ugh… Damn headache… It wasn't even letting her think straight.

Taking a hold of the silver knob, she turned it and slowly pushed the door. As soon as the door opened, she was deeply surprised to see Shamal still, smoking his cigarette as if she wasn't a female but a male. It surprised her greatly. The doctor was leaning coolly against his desk; staring at her. He took a long drag from his cancer stick a last time before putting it off in the ashtray resting on one hand. He placed the ashtray on his side of the desk before standing up from where he was half-sitting. He stared at her a few moments more before he closed them.

Tsuna almost raised an eyebrow and was about to ask Shamal what was the matter. But what did Shamal next, scared the wits out of her.

"TSU-CHAN!" He sang as he threw himself at her.

Screaming, Tsuna raised her school bag and slapped his face with it; sending him to the other side of the room. Panting, Tsuna leaned against the door to return to her normal breathing. Her hand pressed against her chest, feeling her heart beating rapidly. Cursing the Doctor inside her mind, she felt getting angrier over something so trivial. Now she was having mood swings! What was wrong with her?

"Shamal…" The voice of the Decimo shocked Shamal greatly; it sounded deadly and horrifying. "When I entered this office, I thought I would be treated as the patient I am."

"Sorry Tsuna!" Shamal joked as she stood up from where he was laying upside down against the wall. "For old time sakes!" Dusting off imaginary dirt, he approached the seething female still standing at the door after all this commotion. "How have you been Tsuna?" He stretched his hand to hers.

Tsuna blinked at the offering hand stretched to her. Smiling at the Doctor, she grabbed it and they shook hands. But after shaking hands, Shamal placed a kiss on the back of her hand; which only made her throw a fit. She did not like that at all! Well… okay, she did. It made her feel like someone of Royalty. But coming from Shamal… She shivered. It wasn't so pleasing. Not that she was saying the man was ugly. On the contrary, for his age he was eye catching. But she has had bad encounters with the perverted Doctor. So the reason was because he was a pervert.

"Come on in, Tsuna." He gently pushed her further inside the office. He took out a seat and left her to close the door. Tsuna sat on the chair placed in front of his desk and patiently waited for him to return. Shamal closed the door and approached his desk, walking around said furniture to reach his seat.

"Well, then… Let's begin."

Tsuna stared up at Shamal from where she was seated on the chair. She was speechless. She did not know what to say or how to react about this. Shamal seemed to be in the same position as her. He stared at her seated form with a grimaced face. It was as if he didn't know if he should be happy over this matter or be worried. She, the Tenth Boss was—

She couldn't finish that sentence.

She gripped with force at her skirt. Shamal just got off the phone with someone of the laboratory. The caller had news of what was happening to her; the news that have changed the rest of her life.

Shamal stared down at the form of Tsuna, who slowly starting to tear up and break down. He watched as Tsuna chocked on a sob and buried her face in her hands. Placing a reassuring hand on her back, he patted her head lightly.

"Things like this happens Tsuna…"

Which only lead her to cry even more.

But even when she started to cry harder, to the point of wailing, Shamal kneeled next to her and said reassuring words to her.

"Have a good night Decimo-sama!" The nurse who had escorted her and the male attending the front desk escorted her and Shamal out. Tsuna kept her head bowed and nodded her thanks; not trusting her rather hoarse voice to speak. "Take good care for yourself! And be careful!"

"I'll walk her home. You two nitwits don't have to worry." Shamal absentmindedly lit a cigarette and walked away with Tsuna right behind his heels.

That's what we're worried about… The nurse and the attendant thought simultaneously as their sweat dropped anime style.

It was almost dusk…The morning had passed in the blink of an eye along with the afternoon. In the morning, Tsuna had been informed of… the reason why she wasn't having her period. And she won't be having it in a long time.

Tsuna bit her lower lip.

Shamal noticed her looking depressed but he didn't attempt to cheer her up. He had tried to tell her to look the bright side of this; but she just started crying even more. Perhaps it was because she was now carrying the love child of hers and whoever man responsible for her current state. Maybe it was because she will face the wrath of Reborn and her family once they find out.

Tsuna was six weeks pregnant.

Her belly hasn't grown yet, but he knew it wouldn't take long before it started. It was a wonder how she still fitted in her clothes still. He reconsidered the thought of her training daily was a reason. Training… He would most likely have a talk to Reborn about her schedule. But not too blunt. Maybe he should give some hints here and there so the Hitman could understand that it wasn't healthy for his female student to be on the verge of losing consciousness with every training regime he inputted to Tsuna. If the Hitman discovered Tsuna was pregnant... All hell will get loose.

After receiving the… not so wonderful news— since she was still in school; she was in the last year of High School and she'll be graduating in the winter— he decided to take a view of how everything was with her body and such. The checking took them most of the morning and afternoon. He knew it was a long time, but he needed to be sure everything was fine with her. Not only was she the Tenth Boss of the Vongola Family, but she was carrying the Eleventh Boss inside of her. Shamal needed to take drastic measures for drastic persons.

Tsuna did not tell him the father of her children when he had asked. She shook her head to the sides. Upon seeing this, Shamal started thinking who the one she was protecting so much was. First of all, it must be one of her Guardians, he knew that much.

It wasn't Hayato. Why? He just knew.

It wasn't Mukuro. Tsuna feared the man greatly.

The little afro brat was a no-no.

Ryohei… He already had a girlfriend, so he was out too. Unless he was a two timing guy… Naa! That guy wouldn't do that. It would be too bad... To the extreme.

It couldn't be that aggressive man, what was his name? Ah, Hibari. He hated anything weak.

But…

Lately, he's been acting rather different towards Tsuna. Maybe the girl hasn't noticed it, but he and the others can. He isn't so… uptight with her. He hasn't threatened her as often as before—

Ah… talk about the devil and he will appear.

"Herbivore…" His shadowed figure approached the two of them. Shamal stopped his steps, but Tsuna didn't and bumped into his back. She raised her head and apologized. She stepped away from the Doctor and stared at Hibari as he continued approaching the two. "You did not attend classes."

Tsuna felt her stomach churning and turning at his sentence. That can't be good. Tsuna noticed Shamal's back getting straighter as he threw his shoulders back slightly. The stance of the doctor was getting defensive as well. So, she wasn't the only one getting a bad feeling about this… Slowly, she entwined her fingers in front of her, somewhat protecting her abdomen. She hoped the action she just did appeared normal, for she did not want the prefect to know of her condition. Tightening her hold on her school bag, she continued to hear the rest of his words.

"Why did you deliberately decide to skip classes without receiving permission before hand?" His hands inched towards the back of his trousers. The sound of fabric rustling and the sound of hands taking hold of a piece of metal. Then, a flash of silver. Tonfas. Her heart started beating harder against her chest. This wasn't good… She started to twitch in anxiousness.

"Ah, she went to the clinic of the Buckling Bronco." Shamal decided to answer for her when her body started twitching. He took a long drag of his cigar as he tucked a hand into his white coat. His hand made contact with the small case with his mosquitoes and a small pocket knife.

"Clinic?" Hibari spared him a single glance, before he turned his full attention to Tsuna again. "What for herbivore?"

But he only received silence in return.

"Humph. If you do not answer, I would take other measures to get an answer, herbivore." He lifted his hand holding a tonfa to emphasize his statement. Tsuna took a step back.

Still silence.

"Very well, have it your way."

Her eyes widened when he saw Hibari sprinting towards her. Taking several shaking steps back, Tsuna shut her eyes tightly and embraced her stomach as she waited for the impact of his tonfa against her. She heard a loud stinging noise coming from besides her, but she did not open her eyes. A slash and a body hitting against the wall followed shortly. Opening her eyes in surprise of the sound, she stared at the back of Shamal in front of her. Tsuna heard the stinging noise again and she looked around her.

Mosquitoes…

Around them were mosquitoes. Tsuna didn't saw Hibari anywhere near them. On the contrary, he was leaning against the wall, trying to calm down his short pants. A hand was touching his side, which was bleeding severely. Not too far away from Hibari's leaning body, Tsuna noticed a bloodied pocket knife on the floor.

"I can't allow any form of abuse directed to a young lady, especially right in front of me. So if you will excuse us, we will continue our way." When Shamal saw Hibari making a small movement to attack, he warned: "I wouldn't do that if I were you. With a small movement from my hand, my mosquitoes will efficiently attack you. And we wouldn't want that, now, would we?"

Gritting his teeth, Hibari turned his face away from the two in anger.

"I thought so." Shamal started walking to the direction of her house. Tsuna stared in astonishment at the perverted doctor before running after him.

Only when they were a safe distance away from the prefect, Tsuna gave one last glance back; just to see the place where the prefect was once slouching on, empty. She blinked at the empty place before turning her atention forward and continued to follow Shamal to her house.

If Tsuna wasn't so caught up on her thoughts, she would've noticed the ends of the jacket of her Cloud Guardian wavering with the wind as he followed them in the shadows.

"Reborn… I need to talk to you." Tsuna muttered from where she stood at the entrance of the house. Shamal was right behind her, looking around the house and trying to hear if anyone was there. No such sound. It was silent. He considered the thought of Tsuna's mom, Nana, and Bianchi taking the kids to the park. Nana certainly enjoyed doing such outings with the children. Shamal just knows Bianchi was reluctant at first since her beloved Reborn wouldn't be going. But the doctor was sure it only took a couple of words from Reborn to send her away.

The baby stared at the figure of Tsuna, fretting and anxious. Since this morning, Tsuna has been acting strange, since two weeks ago. His student thought he didn't know how worried she was about not getting her period. He knew very well when she was in those certain days. After a few moments of observing his student, he finally answered.

"I know." Turning around, Reborn went up the flight stairs and walked into the room of Tsuna.

Lowering her head, Tsuna took off her school shoes and left her school bag on the table next to the kitchen door. She stood right in front of the Doctor and gave a soft, small smile to him. "Thank you Shamal, for everything." She bowed to the waist as she thanked him.

"Bah, it was nothing Tsuna." The doctor told her as he slowly turned around to exit the house. "I'll see you later then, take care Tsuna." He waved his hand in an act of farewell. But before he could even take a step outside the house, the Hitman baby called him.

"Shamal," He started, "We need to have a little talk after I finish the matter involving Tsuna. So, stay."

Grunting, Shamal complied and closed the opened door. He took off his shoes and entered the house reluctantly. He took off his coat since it was a little warm inside the house; but he did not hang it on the coat hanger. Instead, he decided to carry it around with him.

"Sorry…" Tsuna apologized for the actions of her tutor. She walked the doctor to the living room and offered him to sit down.

"It's not your fault." He waved the apology away.

"Would you like something to drink…?" The Tenth Boss fretted in her place.

"It's fine." The doctor showed her a small smile. "Just go up there and finish your little talk with that demon." He joked and laughed wholeheartedly. It made her laugh, and for that he was relieved. She hadn't spoken all day after being informed of her being pregnant. She just answered with small nods or shakes of her head but sometimes a shrug of her shoulders or a waving from her hands.

Nodding her head, Tsuna left him in the living room.

"How much."

Tsuna bowed her head.

"Six weeks…"

Reborn stood up from where he was seated in his black, little armchair. Tsuna braced herself for a kick or a punch. But she didn't receive that. She was surprised to see Reborn transforming Leon into a phone. Tsuna watched as he dialed a number, a number she did not know. He placed the phone against his ear and waited to be picked up.

"Nono? It's Reborn."

And with that, Tsuna knew her not-so-peaceful life, was going to change. Yet once again.

Will write to you soon:

Tsuna