Hi there, welcome to my first story with khr in it. I hope I pegged the characters alright... Anyway, I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn- obviously...

So this is Hibari x Haru. There is not enough in the world yet.

I intend to have a story in the future with a little khr in it- I'm actually begining to write it right now- but it's big. _

Why do I torture myself...?

Anyway, expect updates... whenever the creativity fairy hits me on the head. With her rolling pin. 'Cause that's how I roll.

Man, I suck at humor. I guess I'm more of a sarcasm person- which is why I like writing yuffietine!

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School was out- forever.

Tsuna and his oddball family had graduated, Gokudera with honors, Tsuna and Yamamoto… niet so moi.

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Haru and Kyoko chatted amicably with each other while sipping punch.

Oh sorry, 'EXTREME PUNCH!'

Yes, Ryohei had brought it to the graduation party.

Correction- 'Vongola-style graduation party', according to Reborn.

Well, at least it doesn't seem as weird as other parties in the Vongola tradition have been… reflected Tsuna, glancing about the room. They were in Yamamoto's father's sushi shop, which was festooned with golden streamers, blue balloons, and… holly? Must be Haru's queer taste in these sort of things- after, the girls DID decorate….

All his guardians- including Hibari, surprisingly- though the young boss suspected he was merely hoping for an excuse to bite someone to death- were there, as well as his mother, Bianchi, Fuuta, Hana, Basil, I-pin, Reborn and also, surprisingly- Fong. The two arcobalenos were sipping punch as well, while eyeing Hibari for reasons unknown. Lambo and I-pin were playing some sort of tabletop golf Fuuta had invented for them- though Lambo was quite obviously resisting the urge to break out into tears, since he was losing miserably.

He's really gotten better at holding his emotions in check… when I first met him, he'd cry over the smallest things… now, at least, he barely sheds a tear when tripping over his cow-print shoelaces…

His Storm and Rain Guardians were eating sushi and shooting death glares at each other- at least in Gokudera's case. As usual, Yamamoto's entirely oblivious to Gokudera's wanting to shove a stick of dynamite up his nose…

Ryohei was chatting with Nana, the boxer complimenting her on her "EXTREMLY good job of raising Tsuna!"

"Hieeeee!" Tsuna suddenly shrieked. Gokudera shot to his feet, enamel chopsticks falling to the floor with a clack. "What's wrong?" he questioned fervently, sprinting over.

Tsuna raised a shaking finger and pointed across the room. "Tttheerrree!"

Gokudera spun, then… "A…ni…ki….".

He collapsed promptly.

"Gah!" bit out the young boss, yanking on his hair for lack of a better plan.

"What do I do, Reborn?" he yelled.

"Dame-Tsuna" remarked the sadistic hitman, pulling out Leon and pointing him threateningly. "Stop her or else I'll 'help'"

Tsuna 'hieed", then ran across the room, in a reluctant attempt to keep the Scorpion from poisoning the multitude of side dishes his mother had prepared to accompany the sushi.

However, before he could get there, a loud "POOF" interrupted him. Everyone turned- except Gokudera, who was writhing on the floor. "AHHH!" screamed Tsuna. This is bad… I can't let Bianchi see ten-years older Lambo- or she'll go on a rampage, and the graduation party will be ruined…

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"ROMEOOOOOOO!"

The pink-haired woman, true to form, began launching plates of unidentified purple substances at her former boyfriend's lookalike. Shit.

Just then, the doors to the shop slid open, and a certain blonde tripped over the threshold. The mistress of poison cooking and her victim shot out the opening, trampling the newcomer in the process. Infuriated cries of "ROMEOOOO" faded into the distance. Tsuna sighed, whether it was from relief or annoyance; he did not know.

The blonde picked himself off the floor, smiling his usual idiotic grin while scratching the back of his neck sheepishly. "Um, hi Tsuna… I came to congratulate you on your graduation…You too, Gokudera, Yamamoto and… errr…. Kyo… Kyotcho? Kyotchonichi?"

The girl blushed, shaking her head slightly. "Mnn, Kyoko. Kyoko Sasagawa."

"Eheheheh… sorry… And Haru, right?" "Yes!" replied the brown-haired girl, in her usual exuberant fashion.

Dino strolled across the room to his former student. "Kyoya. I'm surprised, frankly. You always say you hate crowds…and…tonfa…in…face…backingoffnow…" Unfortunately, he backed off too quickly, and slammed his back into the edge of a table. "Owowowowowow…." he hissed through his teeth.

Reborn sighed; "Why can't any of my students keep themselves from acting stupid?" "Don't worry!" comforted Fong. "There's always the next, you know…" "Ah, mm…"

Meanwhile, Dino had recovered, and was chatting to Tsuna. "..and then Enzo expanded and fell on the car! It was kinda an accident… And...oh, yeah- you're going to that party in Greece, right?" Tsuna blinked. "Party?"

Let me guess, it's actually a mafia party, where even pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey is… extreme, to put it Ryohei's way.. "Yep, party! Lots of people Reborn wants you to meet will be there! Well, you and your guar…friends." So I was right. The young boss stood, thinking of ways he could get out of it, and, failing that, keep his mother from wanting to tag along. So it was understandable that he jumped two feet in the air when she came up behind him, and declared; "Party? With Reborn's friends?" "Gyahiiiieeeee!" he shrieked. "Eh, that was… I mean, it's…errrrr…" Oh no, what do I do? "How wonderful! And here I was wondering what to do with you while I go on my second honeymoon! This solves everything! You go with your friends, and have a rockin' party!"

Everyone in the room froze.

A tumbleweed may have rolled past.

Ryohei found his voice first. "YES, A ROCKIN' EXTREME PARTY! AND YOU HAVE A GREAT HONEYMOON, FILLED WITH EXTREME LOVE!"

Nana blushed. "Thank you!"

Next was Tsuna. "Ah, it's…okay?" His mother smiled. "Of course!"

"Oookay… But, 'Rockin''?"

"Yep, I'm tryin' to talk younger! So when is it?"

Reborn answered; "Next week. We fly out on Monday, it starts Wednesday. Does that fit with your schedule?" "Perfectly! It must be meant to happen!"

Tsuna eyed his tutor. No way is that a coincidence. Just no way.

He was interrupted by Haru and Kyoko each touching him on the shoulder. "Um, Tsuna-san… can we come?"

He looked to his tutor for guidance. Reborn nodded.

"Sure!"

And so, that is how, the next Wednesday, they found themselves circulating around a large party hall, filled with the balmy breezes of Greece- and approximately a thousand members of the Mafia.

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Short, I know. But it's just the intro.

Oh, and I shall try to keep the Japanese words to a mininum.

So no "Ano"s- only what's necessary. For example, honorifics.