The Stupid Idea

by: Paio Ichiris Jin

The first story of a collection of crack stories that I entertain myself with occasionally...

It was a beautiful morning.

The sun was shining, the quaint little coffee house--that this story takes place around--was lovely, and two seemingly good friends were sitting underneath the canopy of the small shop, hiding away from the afternoon heat while discussing some very serious issues.

Overall, it was a lovely day. Nothing seemed like it would go wrong or become very very strange.

"Why the hell am I here?" Gokudera demanded again, staring dully at the glass of some sort of iced drink on the table. He lifted his eyes to his companion and scowled immediately. "And of all people, why the hell am I here with you?!"

Yamamoto smiled carelessly and said simply in his most calm and appeasing tone, "Maa, maa. Why don't you just drink your coffee? I always wanted to come here at least once with someone."

"That's what I'm saying..." Gokudera rapped his fingers on the table irritably, trying to look anywhere but at the baseball player sitting across from him. "... why do I have to be that someone?! Couldn't you find someone else?"

"Ehh..." An uncertain smile made its way across Yamamoto's lips. "Well, you were the person who was walking beside me near here so..."

The silver haired boy sighed and stared up at the cloudless sky mournfully. He wanted to go check how Tsuna was doing. Not stay with some baseball idiot at a coffee house and drink together! Gokudera turned back to stare at the black haired boy sitting across from him, observing him idly. Yamamoto was staring out at the road intently, with that careless smile always present on his face. And then Yamamoto glanced back at him, as though he had sensed that Gokudera had been watching him. The black haired boy blinked once and the silver haired boy blinked back.

"What?" Yamamoto asked curiously. Gokudera rolled his eyes and then shifted his eyes towards the road, just as Yamamoto had done before.

"Nothing. Just bored."

Yamamoto's mouth formed an 'o' and then the waitress from the small coffee house walked towards them, a tall glass of some sort of iced caramel or mocha coffee on her tray. She set it down gently before Yamamoto and smiled. After a polite, "here you are, sir" and a quick "thank you" from Yamamoto, the waitress left their table, leaving the two boys alone again.

"Ahh," Yamamoto grinned brightly, face nearly beaming with light and happiness that could only belong to the ever oblivious Yamamoto. He pulled the drink towards him and unwrapped the long straw that had accompanied the coffee. "Finally, I get to try out the caramel or mocha flavored coffee!"

Gokudera glanced at the black haired boy and then snorted, "There it is. That stupid smile of yours."

"Hm?" Yamamoto looked up from his drink and stabbed the top of the drink with his straw. "What do you mean?" He took a sip out of the glass and nodded in satisfaction. This was pretty good. It wouldn't be a bad idea to take other people here in the future. As Yamamoto thought about who he should take next time, the silver haired boy, who was sitting lazily across from him, drew a curvy line up his cheeks, as if that would show the baseball player exactly how he looked like when he smiled.

"Like this, like this. That smile of yours." Gokudera drawled, two index fingers sliding up the side of his cheeks, pulling his mouth up in a strange looking smile. "It's so stupid."

"Is that so...?" Yamamoto replied simply and took another sip of his drink. "But this is really good."

Gokudera shrugged and settled himself back into his chair. "Whatever. As soon as you're finished, I'm going to Jyuudaime's house."

"Ah!" Yamamoto grinned and pointed his index finger at the boy across from him. "That's a good idea! Hey, what kind of coffee do you think Tsuna will like?"

Gokudera's eyes shifted to the two glasses of coffee on the table in thought. "Hmm... maybe... something sweet?"

"Yeah... maybe." Yamamoto glanced down at his own straw.

A cool breeze brushed through the air, tousling the two boys teasingly. Then Yamamoto snapped his fingers. "Hey, Gokudera. Before we think of something for Tsuna, I've been thinking about that comment you made earlier."

Gokudera raised an eyebrow questionably. "What comment I made earlier...?"

"That comment about my stupid smile!" Yamamoto chuckled and played with the straw in his iced coffee. Gokudera let out a loud sigh of exasperation and shouted irritably,

"Why the heck are you thinking about something as stupid as that! God, what's wrong with you?!"

"Wait, wait. Before you get angry, watch this!" Yamamoto said eagerly and sat up straighter in his seat. "Okay, I'm gonna show you what I was thinking about. Watch my face carefully, okay?"

"No! Why should I?" Gokudera crossed his arms over his chest defiantly. But after a few moments of feeling Yamamoto's gaze on him, he waved a hand at the taller boy and shook his head to get rid of the annoying feeling creeping down his spine. "All right, all right! I'll look at your goddamn face. Geez." Then he stared at the baseball player irritably. Yamamoto grinned with happiness and then pulled his drink closer towards him.

"Yes, okay. I'm going to start... now!"

Gokudera blinked in surprise when Yamamoto's face suddenly went cold and stoic looking. Much like a rock. A very stoic, cold, and stupid rock. And then, Yamamoto lifted the straw of the drink up to his mouth and then took a sip. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, a great and shining smile popped onto Yamamoto's face, almost like it had been cut and pasted on.

"Yamamoto Kira Kira Smile!" He said cheerily, smiling until his cheeks hurt.

Gokudera blinked. Yamamoto continued to smile. Gokudera blinked again.

And then the silver haired boy slammed a palm onto the coffee table, causing half of the contents of his drink to spill out. He clutched his stomach as though he were in pain and then proceeded to tremor. Yamamoto's smile faded, replaced by a look of concern.

"Gokudera...?"

At Yamamoto's gently probing voice, Gokudera thrust his head backwards and started laughing violently, slapping the table with his hand, sending more coffee spilling over the table. "Hahahaha! What the hell was that?! Kira Kira Smile? Is that an attack name or something?! Ahahahaha!"

Yamamoto watched the silver haired boy laugh and then chuckled himself, smiling brightly. "See? It was worth watching, right?"

After a few more moments of laughing and smiling, Gokudera wiped the tears that had come from his eyes after laughing too hard. "That... was the stupidest thing I have ever seen. Seriously."

Yamamoto grinned and nodded in agreement, "Isn't it?" And then he finished the rest of his coffee. Gokudera lifted a hand up and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Stupid attack names, huh..." He stared up at the dull red canopy over them idly. "I wonder if I can think of one, too?"

Yamamoto pointed his straw at Gokudera and suggested, "How about those cigarettes of yours? Those might make a stupid attack name." He licked off the cream at the end of the straw and watched the silver haired boy ponder deeply.

"My cigs...?" Gokudera pulled out one of the sticks of tobacco and placed it in his mouth. Then he rolled the cigarette around his mouth. "Hmm..." He lit the end of the stick quickly and then slouched back against his chair, tendrils of smoke swirling up into the coffee house canopy. The boy narrowed his eyes as though he were about to fall asleep and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

"Stoned Gokudera..."

"PFFT!" Yamamoto spit his straw across the table and nearly fell over his chair after seeing the sight of Gokudera. "Stoned Gokudera?! How will you attack someone if you're stoned?"

"Easy." Gokudera said and pulled out another stick of tobacco. He thrust it towards Yamamoto and leaned forward, his drugged looking eyes trained on the taller boy intently. "Wanna try some...?" And then he nudged Yamamoto's arm with the end of the cigarette insistently.

Yamamoto chuckled and shook his head in disbelief. "What a weird attack."

Gokudera shrugged and slipped the extra cigarette back into the pack in his breast pocket. His face had returned to normal now and he was staring back at Yamamoto. "Well yours isn't any better..."

"Hey guys! What are you doing here?" A rough and loud voice shouted out, causing the two boys to jump in their seats. They turned their heads in the direction of the shout and found another silver haired boy racing towards them, waving one hand in the air in greeting.

"Oh?" Yamamoto smiled cheerily, "It's Sasagawa!"

"What are you doing here?" Gokudera quirked an eyebrow up in confusion.

"Oh!" Ryohei skidded to a stop beside the two boys and wiped off the sweat dripping from his face. "I was running around town for training! What are you guys doing here?"

"This is a coffee house, you idiot." Gokudera scowled, pointing at the two glasses on the table. "You can't tell even after looking at this and the location we're in?"

Yamamoto gave Ryohei a friendly smile. "We were exchanging stupid attack names."

"Wuh?" Gokudera's head spun towards Yamamoto and he whispered harshly towards the black haired boy. "You didn't have to tell him that! Who knows what kind of strange ideas the idiot will get after hearing that!"

Yamamoto shrugged. "It's not as if I told him we were dating or something. It's okay!" He ended his comment with a kira kira smile.

"WHA?" Gokudera stared back at the baseball player with round eyes. "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY...?! D-D-DATI--!" Before Gokudera could finish his exclamation of horror, Yamamoto clamped his hands over the boy's mouth and covered the entire situation with a simple smile.

"Hmm..." Ryohei rubbed his chin thoughtfully, completely ignoring the strange pair. "Stupid attack names, huh..." He bopped one of his mighty fists into his palm. "I've got it!"

"What? He really has one?" Gokudera slapped away Yamamoto's hands and turned his attention upon the passionate boxer. Yamamoto aimed his smile towards the boxer.

Ryohei leapt back from the tables of the coffee shop and lifted up his right fist. Then he pulled his arm back and let out an extremely loud yell. "ORYAAAHHH! RYOHEI SMASH!" And then, he sent his fist smashing into the ground, causing the concrete road to crumble into nothing but dust and rubble. Gokudera and Yamamoto blinked simultaneously.

"Isn't that..." Gokudera started slowly and stared at the turf-head with raised eyebrows. "Isn't that sort of like your usual attack though...?" He turned towards Yamamoto with a hand lifted up over his mouth and whispered towards the boy, "But I think he ripped that move off of the Hulk..."

Yamamoto continued to smile. But a bead of sweat rolled down his cheek. "Ehh... maa..."

Ryohei looked up from the chaos he had wreaked upon the street in front of the quaint little coffee house and scratched his cheek uncertainly. "Really? Then maybe... I'll try this!"

And then Gokudera and Yamamoto proceeded to watch Ryohei pump both fists into the air. Their eyes widened considerably when a god-like beam of light from the sky engulfed the silver haired boxer and caused his sweating body to shine to an impossible degree.

"Ryohei EXTREME SHINING!"

After a few moments, the beam of light faded away from the streets and Gokudera and Yamamoto sat in their seats, successfully stunned by the display of magic before their eyes.

"How did...?" Gokudera gaped at Ryohei. Yamamoto blinked a couple times, unable to believe the phenomenon that had just occurred.

"How was that?" Ryohei panted, giving the two boys a wide grin of accomplishment.

"Uhh..." Was all Gokudera could say.

"Mukuro-san. What do you think that light shining ahead of us was just now?" A voice from around the corner said loudly. The trio of boys swiveled their heads towards the place the voices were coming from.

Oh shit! Mukuro!

"I have an idea... kufufu..." The smooth chuckle made them shiver and they watched in dread as three boys made their way around the corner casually. Mukuro smiled dangerously as he noticed the three boys at the coffee house. "Looks like I guessed correctly. Kufufufu."

"Rokudo... Mukuro...!" Gokudera stared at the blue haired boy in shock. Then, he jumped up from his chair and flicked out handfuls of dynamite in preparation for battle. Yamamoto also stood up, although much calmer than Gokudera, and trained his eyes carefully upon Mukuro and the two others beside the illusionist.

"What? It's only those puny Vongola. I thought there would be something more interesting-pyon." Ken drawled, watching the trio carelessly. Chikusa watched the three boys carefully, prepared for battle. But Mukuro lifted up a hand in peace and continued to smile in his own daunting way.

"Ken, Chikusa. Why don't we play with them for today...?"

His two companions turned to stare at him and together they uttered a confused, "Mukuro-san?"

"You three are coming up with stupid attack names, right?" Mukuro continued casually, catching Gokudera, Yamamoto, and Ryohei off guard.

"Huh?" Gokudera blinked in surprise. "How did you know that?"

Mukuro nodded towards Ryohei. "You can hear him from a block away."

Gokudera glared at Ryohei, who blinked innocently back at him. Yamamoto stifled a laugh and then turned his eyes back towards the pineapple haired boy.

"So you've thought of a stupid attack name?" Yamamoto asked curiously. Mukuro smiled. And it was a sly smile that only belonged to the ever scheming illusionist, Rokudo Mukuro.

"Kufufu... I've always wanted to try this at least once..." He spoke in a mysterious tone.

"Mukuro-san...?" Ken and Chikusa stared at their beloved leader uncertainly. Then, all five of the boys watched in shock as Mukuro made a 'V' sign with two fingers and lifted it up perpendicularly to his right eye.

"Mukuro Beam!"

He closed his right eye and merely a second after that motion and two words, a huge destructive beam of pink light ejected from the eye and blasted up the wall beside the coffee house.

"GUH!" The five boys stared at Mukuro, almost keeling backwards and foaming at the mouth. This attack... wasn't this from some anime?! Was this... a copyright infringement...?

"Fuu..." Mukuro smiled happily, wiping off the sweat that had formed on his brow, sighing in satisfaction.

"Don't go 'Fuu' with me!" Gokudera shouted and rushed forward angrily. Yamamoto calmly pulled the raging silver haired boy back, restraining the boy by locking his arms under Gokudera's arms. The silver haired explosives expert continued to yell furiously, "What the hell was that?! You trying to kill us all?!"

"Ah!" Ryohei bopped his fist into his palm again and pointed at Mukuro. "I know! That was from The Melancholy of Suzumiya Haruhi, right? I saw Kyouko watching it yesterday night!"

Ken snapped his fingers and clucked his tongue. "So that's what it was! I was wondering where I saw it..."

Chikusa added calmly, "Ah, that's right... Mukuro-san watched the first episode a few months ago..."

Mukuro beamed at the three boys cheerily. "Correct! Kufufu... how was my impression?"

"What the hell are you going on abo--?!" Gokudera seethed but was cut off by the heated applause from Ryohei, Ken, and Chikusa.

Ryohei nodded appreciatively, clapping his hands together. "That was so extreme! I've never seen a Mikuru Beam like that!"

"Very impressive." Chikusa nodded, clapping his hands softly together. Ken nodded and applauded loudly.

"That was incredible, Mukuro-san!"

"Thank you. Thank you." The blue haired boy smiled and bowed gratefully. Suddenly, a crash from nearby cut off everyone's thoughts. A low voice crept down their spines as it muttered with a held-back fury,

"Did the six of you do this...?"

Yamamoto glanced over his shoulder and noticed a familiar looking boy exiting the front of the coffee house. His eyes widened after recognizing the dangerous man standing before them.

"Hibari...!" The baseball player gulped. Gokudera stopped flailing in Yamamoto's arms and stood up on his toes to peek over Yamamoto's shoulder.

"Shit, it's that dangerous guy. I didn't know he was inside all this time..."

Hibari walked slowly towards the group of troublemakers and a gust of wind swept up violently around them. "Who's responsible for this...?" He asked, smiling in an almost creepily friendly way. "I have to be sure to reward that person..." And the wind blew so hard that it lifted the black coat ever sitting on his shoulders, revealing the metal tonfa in his hands. The boys gulped simultaneously and they each glanced towards Mukuro nervously. Except for a certain someone.

Ryohei pointed at the blue haired boy and smiled casually. "Oh, this guy was really awesome. He did this impersonation of the Mikuru Beam and blasted a hole in the wall over there. And I made that hole over there in the ground."

Gokudera slapped his palm against his head. "Idiot... idiot... idiot..."

Hibari's eyes narrowed and he shot his piercing eyes towards Mukuro, who smiled back with a feigned innocence.

Yamamoto smiled uneasily and addressed the leader of the disciplinary committee.

"Gokudera and I were just here getting some coffee... and then..."

Hibari turned his ear towards Yamamoto. "And then...?" The words hung off his lips menacingly.

"Erm... we started... making stupid attack names...?"

"..." Hibari continued to watch Mukuro carefully. "...stupid attack names?"

Yamamoto chuckled and glanced at the sky that had suddenly filled with ominous clouds. "Well... yeah... like, Yamamoto Kira Kira Smile. Or Stoned Gokudera... And then Sasagawa came... and then Mukuro came... and there you have it!"

"Is that so?" Hibari shifted his eyes coldly upon Yamamoto. "Stupid attack names?"

"Mm." Yamamoto nodded once.

"Well..." Hibari glanced down at his tonfa and then a slow smile crept across his lips. "...I can think of one right now..."

"Eh?" Was all Yamamoto could get out before Hibari disappeared in a blur and reappeared in front of Mukuro.

"You'll be first." The black haired boy said simply and swiped at the blue haired boy with his tonfa. Mukuro smiled easily and blocked the attack with his staff.

"Oya? Is that your stupid attack? Because I can assure you, mine is a much much better one than yours."

Hibari scowled and sent a flurry of attacks towards Mukuro. And then, in a flash, the boy opened his mouth wide and clamped his teeth down upon Mukuro's arm.

"Bite You to Death!"

"Oya, oya." Mukuro forced a smile across his face as he was bitten on the arm. Getting literally bitten was more painful than he had thought. Mukuro quickly shook off Hibari and he jumped backwards to put more distance between them. He lifted his fingers up to his right eye again and then...

"Mukuro Beam!"

The same pink blast burst from his eye, straight towards Hibari. But the boy swiftly dodged the attack and continued to battle it all out against the pineapple haired illusionist.

"Bite You to Death!"

Gokudera and Yamamoto watched on as the fight escalated into a whirl of stupid attack moves. They glanced at each other with wide eyes. Who knew their stupid little idea would suddenly grow and spread so much...?

Ryohei jumped into the fray passionately. "OU! Let me join, too! RYOHEI EXTREME SHINING!"

A bead of sweat rolled down the four left over boys standing beside the coffee house.

"Mukuro Beam!"

"Bite You to Death!"

"Mukuro Beam!"

"Bite You to Death!"

"Ryohei EXTREME SHINING!!"

And then a curious voice cut in. "What's going on over there? It sounds like some sort of battle... Reborn... maybe we should go to another coffee house..."

"Impossible." The voice of the baby hitman echoed from around the same corner Mukuro, Ken, and Chikusa had come around. "I will not go to any other coffee house than this one in Japan."

"No way..." Tsuna sighed pitifully and peered around the corner. Then his eyes widened in surprise as he found a group of familiar people standing outside the coffee shop. "Ah! What are you all doing here?" He spotted Mukuro, Hibari, and Ryohei nearby and his eyes nearly fell out of its sockets. "Mukuro?! Hibari-san?! Onii-san?!" Reborn watched the three in interest while Tsuna crept hastily towards Yamamoto and Gokudera anxiously. "What happened...? What's going on here?!"

"Jyuudaime!" Gokudera's face lit up immediately when he saw the brown haired boy. "You came!"

"Oh! Hi, Tsuna!" Yamamoto grinned. "We were thinking of going to your place later. What kind of coffee do you like?"

"Coffee?" Tsuna blinked once and then furrowed his eyebrows together in thought. "Umm... maybe something sweet."

"I told you!" Gokudera smirked and pointed at Yamamoto as if he had won some sort of bet.

A bead of sweat ran down the back of Tsuna's head. "More importantly... why are Mukuro and Hibari-san here? And why are they..." The little brown haired boy peered at the battling boys and felt a waterfall of sweat gush down his head as a pink beam burst out from Mukuro's eye and a god-like light came down from the sky. He sighed and rubbed his temples with a hand. This was not happening... This was not happening...

Even onii-san was going crazy...

Not that he wasn't usually crazy but...

"Eh..." Yamamoto started slowly, unsure as to where he should start from. "Let's see... well, Gokudera and I were drinking coffee together..."

"And then I said that his smile was stupid..." Gokudera added in.

"So I had this idea of making my stupid smile an attack..." Yamamoto smiled, continuing.

Tsuna's eyebrows raised. "An... attack...?"

"Yamamoto Kira Kira Smile!" Yamamoto sent Tsuna a brilliant smile. Gokudera stifled a laugh and Tsuna watched on with wide eyes, stunned by the bright smile.

"And then I made an attack name..." Gokudera snorted at the memory of his attack and Yamamoto lifted up his index finger cheerily.

"Stoned Gokudera!"

Gokudera nearly spluttered when the baseball player told Tsuna his stupid attack name. He grabbed Tsuna by the shoulders and shook his head vigorously.

"No, Jyuudaime! Don't listen to him! I don't have such a lame attack name!"

Tsuna continued to stare at his two friends with a slightly surprised expression.

Yamamoto laughed and pointed at Ryohei shining extremely with all his might. "And then Sasagawa came..."

"And he wanted to make a stupid attack, too..." Gokudera mumbled, trying to quickly change the topic to someone else to cover up his embarrassment.

The silver haired boxer suddenly shouted at a very well-timed moment, "Ryohei EXTREME SHINING!"

Tsuna's eyes widened as the god-like light engulfed the boy. And then, a small smile spread across his face.

Yamamoto grinned and continued, "After that, Mukuro and those two guys came around the same corner you just came around."

"And then, Mukuro started doing a stupid attack move, too." Gokudera crossed his arms over his chest. "And I'm definitely sure his attack is breaking copyright laws..." The silver haired boy lifted two fingers to his right eye and Yamamoto copied the explosives expert simultaneously. The two of them shut their right eye together and then chimed together,

"Mukuro Beam!"
"Mukuro Beam..."

Tsuna let out a short laugh and covered his mouth with one hand, watching the two boys reenact Mukuro's stupid attack move, mirth evident in his eyes. Yamamoto grinned brightly and pointed at the wall nearby the coffee house.

"The beam from his eye destroyed the wall over there...!"

"And then, Hibari came out." Gokudera pointed at the door of the coffee house.

The laughter in Tsuna's eyes immediately disappeared and they grew round with fright. "I think I know where this is going..."

"And then Hibari found out about the stupid attack moves we were making..." Yamamoto smiled anxiously. Gokudera glared at him.

"No thanks to you..."

"And now there you have it." Yamamoto nodded towards the ferocious but stupid battle taking place among the street.

"I see." Reborn's voice floated up from nearby the three boys. Tsuna leapt back instinctively.

"Reborn! Where did you come from?!"

"Stupid Tsuna. I was here from the very beginning." The baby jumped up onto one of the coffee tables easily.

Tsuna sighed in exasperation, "I know that, but--!"

"Tsuna, you should try it, too."

The brown haired boy blinked in surprise. "What? Do what?"

"A stupid attack move."

"EH?!" Tsuna cried out, watching Reborn incredulously. "Why do I have to come up with a stupid attack move?"

The loud cry from the 10th Vongola boss gained the attentions of Mukuro, Hibari, and Ryohei. And Tsuna gulped, suddenly very aware of all the eyes upon him.

Yamamoto slung an arm over Tsuna's shoulder and laughed casually. "That's a good idea! Let's have Tsuna do a stupid attack move!"

"What?!" Gokudera shouted angrily, frowning at Yamamoto. "Don't make Jyuudaime do stupid things like that!"

"But don't you want to see what sort of attack move Tsuna will make?" Yamamoto sent a kira kira smile towards Gokudera. "And then we can all do stupid moves together!"

"Stupid moves... together...?" Gokudera blinked and then started imagining a world of Tsuna and him coming up with stupid moves and laughing together merrily. "That... doesn't sound too bad..."

"Right?" Yamamoto nodded happily, glad that he had convinced Gokudera to have Tsuna make up a stupid attack move as well.

Mukuro smiled, still blocking Hibari's tonfas and mouth carefully. "Oya? If it isn't Sawada Tsunayoshi..."

Hibari pushed his tonfas fiercely against Mukuro's staff and then turned half of his attention upon the brown haired boy. He spotted Reborn standing nearby and his eyes lit up in interest. "It's the baby..."

Ryohei noticed Tsuna and marched over quickly. "Eh? Sawada! When did you get here? Are you going to join us, too?"

A sly smirk crept across Reborn's lips and he hid his eyes under his hat carefully. "Tsuna..." He said lowly to gain the attention of his pupil.

"Huh?" Tsuna blinked and saw the small motion of Reborn's hand, gesturing him over. The boy leaned over and Reborn whispered into his ear softly.

Yamamoto and Gokudera observed the two, curiosity evident in their eyes. Ryohei scratched his head. What could the teacher and student be possibly talking about?

"EHH?!" Tsuna cried out at last, pulling away from Reborn quickly, as though Reborn were some deadly disease. "I can't do that! And I think that move will be a copyright infringement!"

Mukuro watched Tsuna and Reborn in interest. "Oya, oya? What could this attack move be?"

Hibari shifted his eyes towards Tsuna idly. The baby's idea of an attack move?

Ken and Chikusa stared on from the sidelines, feeling very confused by the turn of events today.

And then Reborn smirked menacingly. "If you don't do it... I'll force you to..." And then he jumped onto Tsuna's shoulder and whispered something into the boy's ear.

"HIII!" Tsuna gulped and shook his head fearfully. "I definitely don't want to do that! But... but... how can I possibly do such a stupid move...?"

"It's simple." Reborn leapt off from Tsuna's shoulder and gave a swift kick to Tsuna's shin. "Just do it."

"Ow! Ow!" Tsuna hopped along on one foot, rubbing his shin to ease the pain. "All right, all right... and then we can go get your coffee and then leave, right...?"

"Yes." Reborn nodded and walked to a spot in between Tsuna and the other boys to get a good view of all of their reactions.

"Okay..." Tsuna gulped down the lump in his throat. He shut his eyes tightly and then took a few hesitant steps forward.

Gokudera smiled encouragingly. "Don't worry, Jyuudaime! I will never laugh at you!"

"You can do it, Tsuna!" Yamamoto grinned and gave the boy a thumbs up.

"Whatever Sawada does will surely be extreme!" Ryohei watched the brown haired boy in anticipation.

Mukuro and Hibari watched on silently from the distance. Tsuna turned away, blushing in embarrassment after hearing all of his friends' words of encouragement.

"W-wait... I need... I need to prepare... Wait a second..."

The boys watched as Tsuna fumbled around with his shirt, his back turned towards them. "O-Okay... I think I'm ready..." The brown haired boy peeked over his shoulder and smiled nervously at the expectant eyes directed towards him. Then, he squinted his eyes tightly together and turned around shyly, pulling his shirt loosely off his shoulder in a teasing way, revealing his bare skin.

"H-H-Happin-n-ness P-Punch!" Tsuna shouted in a mildly loud but stuttering voice, blushing a bright pink.

Reborn's eyes gleamed as he watched his pupil successfully finish off his stupid attack move. The baby hitman nodded and lifted up a hand casually to call the waitress from inside the coffee shop. "Very effective."

Tsuna hurriedly pulled his shirt back into place and slowly opened his eyes. He blinked once. And then twice. And then his eyes widened in horror.

"WAHHH! What happened to everyone?!" He cried in panic. And it was right of him to panic. But for a different reason. Probably.

The boys looked like they had all been bowled over by a huge bowling ball. Or at least a huge blast of something.

Tsuna rushed towards Gokudera and Yamamoto and shook his friends by their shoulders anxiously. "Yamamoto! Gokudera-kun! What happened to you two?!"

A trail of blood gushed out from both of their noses and Tsuna leapt back in shock. "W-Why are you bleeding...? Maybe I shook them too hard..." He tried to wipe away the blood with his fingers but more blood only gushed forth. He looked up and found Ryohei lying on the ground a few feet away, blood shooting from his nose like a fountain. And then he found Mukuro and Hibari lying on the broken concrete, blood pooling from their noses into the cracks in the ground. Ken and Chikusa lay dead-like on the floor, knocked completely unconscious. Panic was not the right word for this situation any longer. Tsuna was simply hysterical now. He looked to Reborn for help and found the baby tutor waving the surprised waitress away. "Reborn! Reborn! Something happened to them! What should I do?! REBORN!"

The baby waved his hand dismissively at his pupil and sipped at his hot cup of expresso. "Leave them. They'll be out for a few hours and they might loose a lot of blood, but they'll be having good dreams."

"But! They're losing so much blood! Are you sure this is all right? Reborn? Reborn! Shouldn't we get them to a hospital or something?!" Tsuna cried while wiping the blood away from Yamamoto and Gokudera's noses. But to no avail. The blood still gushed forth. "Reborn! Reborn, are you listening?!"

"Reborn Su-piiii Su-piiiii." And with that, a small bubble formed nearby the baby hitman's nose as he made his strange sleeping noises.

"IS THAT YOUR STUPID ATTACK MOVE?!" Tsuna wailed at his tutor in anguish. "And wait, you're just going to sleep, leaving me alone with all of them bleeding from their noses?!"

As he earned no response from anyone and the waitress was too scared to come outside to help, the little brown haired boy stared up at the sky sadly and then let his head drop down to his chest.

Sometimes... he just hated his life.

To be... continued?

(There's actually a continuation to this?! Oh yes... oh yes, there is... o.O)

Happiness Punch - A move in One Piece that involves Nami dropping her towel, thus knocking out the boys peeping on her and Vivi. It takes place after the Alabasta Arc, when they all went to the baths.

Note: I do not own the anime or comic characters or any of their moves that are mentioned in this story. :D