Ah! I'm so out of touch with Reborn and Lambo stories. Anyways this didn't go how I planned it, but it was still fun to write so enjoy.

Love Me

Lambo couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't stand being nothing to the man whom he had given everything too. He couldn't stand how he was used then thrown away. He was cheaper than the whores that Reborn paraded around with. He remember confessing his love to Reborn, who in return just fucked him and left leaving him feeling dirty, but like the fool he was he chased after Reborn like nothing happened. He let himself get slapped around, beaten physically, ignored his collapsing mental mind and just kept running behind him. He loved Reborn more than the man loved him. But it was okay he knew eventually Reborn would see reason and realize that Lambo was his one true love.

However, Lambo wasn't stupid. He knew that so long as those women were around, he knew that Reborn would never pay attention to him. He had to get rid of them.

…

Again a warning has been issued for the women between the ages of 25 through 32 to stay in your homes after six o'clock. There has been a string of mass murders around in Notre, Sicily for the past month in a half, but for the safety of others we advise all women and children stay in after six o'clock for your safety.

Lambo cowered in his seat like everybody expected him to. He was in the meeting room with the rest of the Vongola family, but the meeting wasn't about the killer per say.

"D-do you think that Bel finally snapped," Lambo asked shaking. Tsuna gave him a disapproving look that Lambo almost replied, 'Fuck you,' out of irritation. He hated more than ever to be scolded like a child.

"Bel alibi for the night of each murders were cleared, he wasn't even in Italy when they occurred, however since the murders have been happening around this area I will need everybody to put in extra efforts to catch this culprit. However is doing this is extremely professional and they need to be caught."

"How come the cops aren't handling this then?" Lambo asked pretending to be curious.

"All those women that were killed had small mafia ties with somebody so it's up to us to find the person that killed them."

Ryohei in the seldom moments that he can keep up with a complicated conversation stepped in with, "Are you sure that this has anything to do with them being in the mafia, if you asked me, these kills seem much more personal." They all opened the small files and Lambo gagged as he saw the pictures of the mutilated victims before him.

"Somebody had something against them."

…

Lambo was in his bedroom with the lights off agonizing over the fact that Reborn was out with another woman, but he held himself together and forced himself not to kill the woman after all, he didn't want anything to come back to him and he knew that no matter how many women he killed it wouldn't stop Reborn from picking up another woman. He rolled over and touched the knife he had. He switched out the knives he used for each murder. Whether it was a simple kitchen knife or a butcher he never used the same thing twice. His door creaked open and he could smell the alcohol and the cheap perfume lingering on the man he loved. But it was ok…

He felt him crawl over his bed towards him. Lambo turned towards Reborn and straddle him.

"Neh Reborn, you don't love me do you." It wasn't a question and he didn't expect an answer from Reborn. Lambo kissed him anyways and slowly impaled Reborn with his knife that he hid from Reborn view. "Don't worry you don't have to love me. I'll love you enough for the both of us."