The Babysitter
DISCLAIMER: Not mine. Duh.
AN: This happens right after the future arc. Or a few days after. Something like that. So no Inheritance arc yet. Have fun!
It was supposed to be a normal Sunday morning, at least as normal as it could be for the Sawada household. But when Tsuna woke up, he felt that something was wrong.
He checked his alarm clock, which read 5:59. It has become a habit of waking up before six even on weekends or else his alarm clock would go off. Now, he had no problem with his alarm going off but Reborn did. Enough said.
He couldn't understand why his Hyper-Intuition was acting up but he listened to it anyway. He blearily checked out his room, noticing that there was nothing out of place. His dirty clothes were still on the floor, his half-finished homework scattered on his table, books mixed with manga and magazines underneath the table. Basically his room was still a mess. But it was an organized mess; Tsuna knew where everything was, from his contacts and headphones (behind his alarm clock) to his wallet (which is probably in one of his pants on the floor). 'Reborn sure woke up early today,' he mused as he turned off his alarm before it rang.
Then he woke up and looked at his room once more. Reborn never woke up before six. "A hitman needs a full night's sleep when he's not on a mission because he knows that he wouldn't be able to when he's on a mission," Reborn told him time and again when Tsuna stays up reading manga or the like.
There was no sign of Reborn in his room at all. He scrambled off his bed and looked out for all the possible hiding places Reborn could be hiding in. Losing Reborn once was bad, no worse than bad. He ran down the stairs as quietly and quickly as he can, hoping to see Reborn sipping on his coffee downstairs.
"Reborn?" he asked the moment he reached the dining room, only to be greeted by his mother who was sitting on one of the chairs, wearing a frown on her face.
"Reborn-kun and Bianchi-san had to go back home. They have a family emergency," Nana replied, the frown turning into a smile at the sight of Tsuna. But Tsuna knew better, she was simply forcing herself to smile for his sake.
There were a few things that could make Tsuna angry and at the top of that list was making his mother sad. He could feel his Flame underneath his skin, begging to come out without the help of the pills. Though he knew that he was no match for the infant hitman (Reborn isn't the best hitman in the Vongola for nothing), he felt that he could at least put in a punch or two or burn that fedora of his, as revenge for making his mother sad.
His mother has been excited for the past few weeks since Iemitsu (he refuses to call the man his father, unless he was with his mother, just to please her) invited her to at least a week long getaway as his anniversary gift to her. It was going to be like their second honeymoon and she's been looking forward to it since it has been so long since she spent time with her husband, who chose the mafia over his own family. Another reason to not want to be the Vongola Decimo, no matter how many times Reborn insists.
And Bianchi and Reborn promised to take care of them while his mother would be away. They promised.
Taking a calming breath, he pulled his mother into a comforting hug, trying to dispel the sadness in his mother's eyes. "Don't worry, kaa-chan. I'll find someone to take care of us," Tsuna whispered before pulling back and grinning at her. "How about you sit down for a while and I'll make us some breakfast?"
The three kids woke up to the smell of pancakes, as expected on a Sunday morning. It's been a tradition in the Sawada household to make pancakes of different flavors every Sunday. This week, they decided on chocolate chip pancakes.
"I, Lambo, shall eat all of Maman's pancakes!" Lambo shouted as he ran down the stairs with I-Pin and Fuuta behind him, screaming that the Bovino shouldn't eat up all the pancakes.
"But Maman isn't making pancakes today, Lambo-chan," Nana replied as she sipped her hot chocolate as the children stopped and stared at the scene.
Nana was sitting and drinking hot chocolate on the dining table while Tsuna, still clad in his pajamas, was flipping the pancake in his frying pan. Beside his was a plate stacked with the pancakes he already made. Usually, it would be the other way around, with Tsuna drinking the hot chocolate while Maman was making pancakes.
"What's wrong?" Tsuna asked as he glanced backwards to see the shocked looks on the faces of the younger members of the household. "Tsuna-nii is cooking," Fuuta managed to say through his shock, earning a questioning look from both Nana and Tsuna.
"So?" Both Sawadas said at the same time, not understanding what was so shocking with Tsuna cooking. Just because he hasn't been able to help around the house, especially the kitchen, with Reborn and then the rest of the Famiglia arriving, doesn't mean he's clueless about household activities. In fact, he's just as good, if not better, than Nana when it comes to cooking. It's the only thing he's not naturally clumsy in.
"Lambo bets that Tsuna makes horrible pancakes," the Bovino said, sticking out his tongue at the older teen then pouting because he wanted Nana to cook pancakes. "Lambo-chan, that's not very nice," she told him with a disappointed look on her face, making the child feel guilty.
"They're not that bad," Tsuna protested, though he couldn't take his eyes away from the pancake he's making. Nana got up from her seat and replaced the plate with pancakes to an empty one so Tsuna could start another pile. She placed the full plate on the dining table. "Set up the table, so you can try out Tsu-kun's cooking," she said cheerily as she ushered the young ones to set up the table.
As soon as the children finished setting up the table, Tsuna was finished making pancakes and set it on the table. "Itadakimasu," they all said as they started eating the pancakes. "Delicious!" I-Pin shouted as she bit into her first pancake. She was soon followed by Fuuta and Lambo, who started to hoard the pancakes, causing a mini-food fight between the three children. "They're so lively," Nana said, earning an unsure chuckle from Tsuna at her description at the chaos the three were causing. 'But at least Kaa-chan is really smiling,' Tsuna thought as he took another bite from his own pancake.
"Anou, Kaa-chan," Tsuna started, catching his mother's attention over the chaos on the table. "Hm?" she replied as she ate her pancake while watching the children.
"I'll take the kids out and look for a babysitter. So don't you worry about us and just finish your packing, all right?" Tsuna managed to say without stuttering though his voice was soft, as if embarrassed with his declaration.
Nana couldn't help but smile openly at her eldest son. 'When has Tsu-kun become such a dependable boy? No, young man,' she thought as she placed a soft peck on his cheek, earning a blush on his face. 'But he's still my baby boy,' she giggled at the thought.
After washing the trio up (meal time is always a messy event) and a promise to return home to mother soon so they could all bid his mother goodbye, Tsuna managed to convince the children to go to the park. And so that's why the four of them were in the park; I-Pin, Lambo, and Fuuta were at the playground while Tsuna was sitting on a tree branch (Reborn's training wasn't for naught after all), watching over the three of them while thinking where he could find a babysitter.
'What was I thinking? Find a babysitter today?' he told himself off as he ran his fingers through his hair, messing it even further. How would he find a babysitter for all of them? His mother is one of a kind. She seems to be blissfully unaware Lambo's generous use of his firearms, I-Pin's tendency to explode, Fuuta's ability to attract mafiosos who are after his ranking ability (but thanks to Reborn, none of them stay longer than necessary or rather, at all), and Tsuna's special talent to attract trouble in the form of his friends and enemies alike. If it wasn't for her, he would have been kicked out ages ago along with the trouble and chaos he brings. And the trio wouldn't have a place to stay to being with. 'Who would be able to allow half the things Kaa-chan lets us do?'
He mentally crossed out Shamal from the list of people that could take care of them since he's most probably with Bianchi and Reborn with the "family problem". He couldn't help but frown at the thought since he wouldn't be dealing with this problem if they kept their promise. 'He should keep his promise too,' the thought of his old man made his brows furrow in frustration.
The Sasagawa household is an option but not really since though they manage to keep up with Ryohei and his extreme-ness, he doubts they can manage with the extreme-ness of the four of them put together. 'Besides, I can't impose on Kyoko-chan's family like that,' he blushed then shook his head to return to his train of thought.
The Irie family could take them in since they took care of Lambo for some time, but he doubts they could take care of all of them for a whole week. 'Besides, the only one who could really deal with us would be Shoichi-kun and I can't impose on him anymore with his patience with Lambo,' he thought, remembering the almost daily visits the young Bovino made recently to the Irie household. Everytime he visited to pick up Lambo, Shoichi looked more tired than he did before Lambo visited, which makes him wonder what Lambo has been doing to him. 'On second thought, I don't think I want to know.'
Yamamoto's dad could probably take care of them, but as close a friend Yamamoto was to him, he barely knew his friend's father other than he makes the best sushi in town. 'And besides, he has a business to take care of,' Tsuna added to his thoughts, crossing out Yamamoto's father from the list.
He returned to contemplating whether the Irie family would welcome him or if he could find another person who would take care of them when he noticed an incoming missile headed his way. As he tried to dodge it, he slipped on the branch and hung on to it for dear life since he was quite high up the tree. Too bad it made him an easier target for the projectile and got hit.
As he got hit, the branch broke and he fell to the ground. Reborn would have told him off, but he didn't care and he closed his eyes as he expected the hard rough ground underneath him. 'I didn't expect the grass and ground to be soft,' he thought as slowly opened his eyes when he heard moaning underneath him. "Hiee!" he exclaimed as he jumped off the person he landed on.
The person was a young man, about in his early twenties wearing a white long sleeved button-up shirt and black slacks. He had brown hair that seemed to be tied back with into a ponytail and a pair of round glasses that were skewed on his face. He was currently lying down on his back and by the looks of it, caught Tsuna's fall.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to fall on you. Are you all right? I mean, can I help you with anything?" Tsuna rambled to the older man who was groaning as he was sitting up. "Slow down, I can barely keep up with what you're saying," he said in a deep smooth baritone voice. He slowly opened his eyes, showing a pair of matching brown eyes, as he fixed his glasses on his face.
"Tsuna-nii," Fuuta said as he ran toward the two brunettes with I-Pin and Lambo in tow, the latter carrying a bazooka in his arms. "Are you all right? We saw you got hit with Lambo's new bazooka and—" Fuuta started then Lambo interrupted him. "Did Tsuna see Lambo's new bazooka? Shoichi and Spanner made it for Lambo because they wanted Lambo's ten-year bazooka. But Lambo didn't want to give it to them because it belongs to the Bovinos but they gave Lambo a new bazooka, so it's okay and the bazooka is called Grape-candy bazooka because Lambo likes grape candy," Lambo said in one breath, almost as fast as Tsuna's previous apologies.
"Lambo-chan, is it?" the older brunette spoke before anyone could respond to the Bovino. "You shouldn't play with the bazooka, someone might get hurt," he said in the same tone Nana uses when she scolds the Bovino. Lambo looked guilty and muttered, "But Lambo was just showing it. I-Pin was the one who fired it." "Did not!" the Chinese girl replied, starting another argument between the five year olds.
"Calm down, both of you. No one got hurt so it's alright. Just don't bring that out anymore, okay Lambo?" Tsuna interrupted them by pulling them apart before things actually get violent and messy. "Eto, I'm so sorry for landing on you and causing you trouble," Tsuna apologized for dragging the older man into their family drama.
"Don't worry about it. Kids will be kids, won't they?" the older man laughed off his apology with a wave of his hand.
"Anou, have we met?" Tsuna's mouth moved faster than his brain. And soon enough, his cheeks followed, feeling the embarrassment of asking an awkward question to a total stranger. Tsuna rarely, if ever, forgets a person he's met. He may not be good at memorization, as shown by his grades in school, but he's pretty good at remembering people. And despite that, he knows that he hasn't met the man in front of him yet he seems very familiar.
"Maybe," he replied with a shrug.
"So, um in case we haven't," Tsuna started, unsure how to remove the air of awkwardness that he caused between them. "I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi. But you can call me Tsuna. What's your name?"
He gave Tsuna a raised brow in reply as he stared up for a few moments. "Call me Cielo," he answered back as he gave a small smile to Tsuna and the rest of the children. "I'm Decimo Cielo."
AN: And this is finally done! You people don't know how happy I am finishing this thing that has been staring at me for these past few weeks. (Stupid classes)
Anyway, as always, I'd love to hear from you people so kindly review. X3
And if (hopefully when) you review, I have a few questions I'd like you to answer. Demanding, I know, but it's for your own enjoyment because I don't really know how to proceed with this story.
Question One: How long do you want Cielo to stay? One week or about one month. The one week plot is simple really. Nothing special, just some bonding and stuff like I originally planned. But then my wonderfully overactive imagination wanted action/adventure and so the one month plot happened. The only hints I'd give you about the one month plot would be fighting, Italy, and meeting the TYLGuardians. So yeah.
Question Two: Do you want some TYL27/27? Yes or no. Cause you see, I haven't seen any (or I haven't been looking hard enough, hehe) that's not a dream sequence or a one-shot. So here's my attempt at one and I'm not sure whether to keep it a mentor-fic or something deeper.
So um, I hope you guys help me pick. The polls will be up until I've posted chapter six or so. So yeah. And I hope you enjoyed it. XD
