Summary: Iemitsu realizes that when he kept on leaving his family for his Family, it would have an outcome. He just didn't expect it to be something like this.

My 'Tou-san

Iemitsu opened the door with as much happiness and enthusiasm one could muster when seeing his family for the first time in years. "Tadaima!~"

Instead of being met with the eager tackle of his son and the smiling face of his wife, he was met with silence, however.

Iemitsu waved this off, his wife probably out shopping and his son most likely caught up in after school activities, being the man his father was.

So he settled down on the couch with a beer.

About an hour later, the door opened and Iemitsu looked up, hoping to see either his son or his wife or even both. Well he was half-right.

There was a brunette with spiky hair and the same big eyes as Nana with multiple bruises and cuts, clothes ripped and just barely conscious, his ten year old son, in the arms of a blond with spiky hair similar to the boy's, Iemitsu's step brother and Tsuna's uncle, Giotto.

To say the two were on bad terms would be the understatement of the century.

Giotto, whose eyes were gentle and caring, maybe even worried for his nephew, hardened into a glare upon laying eyes on Iemitsu. "What are you doing here?!"

"Visiting my family. You took the words right out of my mouth." Iemitsu countered. Giotto seemed to want to rebut but was interrupted when the ten year old in his arms tugged at his sleeve.

"'Tou-san, who's that?" Tsuna asked, eyes motioning towards Iemitsu. "Why's he in here?"

Iemitsu turned absolutely livid. He glared at his step-brother. "You! Did you tell him to call you that!?"

Tsuna flinched and he gripped Giotto's sleeve tighter. "'T-Tou-san, m-make him go away!"

Giotto glared at Iemitsu. "Let me take care of Tsuna first."

"No, you leave my house and let me take care of my son!"

"This can wait!" Giotto glared. He walked past Iemitsu and towards the bathroom, and gently placing Tsuna down on the toilet before taking out a first-aid kit. He bandaged Tsuna's cuts easily and tossed the boy a bottle of pain killers that he just barely managed to catch. "Take two."

Tsuna popped the pills in and swallowed and Giotto stood up to get some ice for his bruises.

Iemitsu stopped him in the kitchen. "What's going on?! Why are you taking care of him like he's your son?"

Giotto glared at Iemitsu. "Tsuna had nobody to turn to. Nana was busy taking care of the young ones and he had no father around when he was getting bullied when he was learning to ride his bike or when he was all alone. He doesn't see you as his father, Iemitsu. I was the one that had to fill the position while you gave up your wife and your son for the mafia."

Giotto walked past a stunned Iemitsu, who saw Giotto much taller and much bigger than he was from his position. He heard Tsuna talk.

"'Tou-san, who was that weird men? Why's he here?"

"Nothing to concern about, Tsuna. Here, put this on your cheek."

"Hai, hai."

"Who did this, Tsuna?" Giotto asked. He was met with silence. "Tsuna, who's bullying you?"

"Ano…"

"It's alright if you don't want to name them, Tsuna."

"…The class." The boy answered.

"Who in the class?" Giotto asked, fixing Tsuna's bangs.

"Everyone except Kyoko-chan, Hana-chan, Ugetsu-kun, and Tempesta-kun," Tsuna said. "But Kyoko-chan and Hana-chan left early and Ugetsu-kun had practice so he didn't know and Tempesta-kun cut class after lunch."

"Ah, but Ugetsu-kun and Tempesta-kun, you mean Takeshi and Hayato, correct?" Giotto asked, ruffling Tsuna's head. "Don't worry; I'll talk to their parents and the school, Tsuna. Go upstairs and have a rest, alright? I'll call you in sick tomorrow, so don't worry about your homework."

"Un, thank you, 'Tou-san, I love you." Tsuna said, hugging the blond and walking upstairs, until seeing Iemitsu and making it a quick jog.

Once the door to his son's room closed, Iemitsu grabbed Giotto by the collar and punched him in the jaw. "Get out! Let me have my son back!"

"Honey…"

Iemitsu looked over to see Nana and three kids, none of which he knew, one possibly seven and the other two maybe four or three. The kids squealed and ran forward, pounding their tiny fists on Iemitsu.

"Papa Giotto! Papa Giotto! Let Papa Giotto go!"

"Bad man go! Leave!"

"Stupid, let Papa Giotto go!"

Tsuna ran down the stairs, hearing the commotion. He saw Iemitsu's hand on Giotto's collar and the red mark on his 'Tou-san's cheek and glared before trying to hit the man with as much force he could muster. "Stop bullying 'Tou-san!"

For a second, Iemitsu thought that Tsuna's senses have come back to him and he was defending his real father. But then he saw that Tsuna, his boy, was telling Iemitsu to leave his 'father' alone. Nana looked on shocked and walked forward to try to calm the kids down and for once, Iemitsu was at a complete loss on what to do.

Giotto assured the four kids that he was fine and the hit didn't hurt much. All three moved in front of Giotto to protect him from Iemitsu.

Iemitsu looked at the three kids whom he did not know. "Nana, who are they…?"

"Oh, Fuuta-kun, Lambo-kun, and I-Pin-chan; Gio-kun and I adopted them." Nana said. "There's no need to be mad, dear; Gio-kun's been such a good help around since you're not here as much. He takes good care of Tsu-kun and the rest."

Tsuna looked at Nana. "'Kaa-san, who's that man?"

"Tsu-kun! He's your Otou-san!" Nana exclaimed. Tsuna's eyes grew wide as the ten-year old looked at Iemitsu. He shook his head and gripped Giotto.

"No! 'Tou-san is my 'Tou-san! I don't know that weird man!" Tsuna said, hugging Giotto. "My 'Tou-san doesn't leave me since I was too little to even remember him! My 'Tou-san doesn't abandon me!"

Iemitsu felt a stab in his heart as Tsuna gripped Giotto, his stepbrother even tighter. "He is not my 'Tou-san!"

Giotto only gave Iemitsu a stare that said what he didn't need to say. You set yourself up for this. This was bound to happen. Did you think that Tsuna would understand how you never show up? Do you think he would understand the mafia? Nana may forgive you and allow you to do as you wish, but Tsuna is your son. I had to take your place because you were never in the position as a father in the first place.

You did this to yourself by walking into the mafia.

Iemitsu stood up and walked towards Tsuna. "Tsuna, I may not have been there all the time, but I'm your father. I know you may not understand, only being ten, but please try to."

The silence he was met with stung. He could feel Nana looking at him as if he just made a mistake and Giotto was the same. The three children narrowed their eyes at him and snuggled further into Giotto's embrace.

It was Giotto who spoke. "Iemitsu. Tsuna's birthday was two days ago. He's eleven."

Iemitsu knew his mistake then and he frowned. Not knowing what to say. For a long time, nobody moved. Then Tsuna spoke.

"Leave." The boy, now eleven, Iemitsu knew, sobbed out. "You're not my 'Tou-san. Leave. You're just a bully to my real 'Tou-san!"

Iemitsu did not know what to do. His body moved on its own, standing up, walking past Nana, opening the door and walking away.

Omake:

"Heh, so there was a weird guy at your house yesterday?" Takeshi Ugetsu asked. Tsuna nodded and Hayato Tempesta, son of Giovanni or G, frowned.

"Geez, there are really some problem people out there—Oi, Tsuna, what's going on?" Hayato asked, referring to the foreign car in front of their house. Men in black surrounded the Sawada household.

Tsuna jumped and ran towards his house, tearing through the house to find several men restraining his 'Tou-san while others were taking Nana and Lambo and Fuuta and I-Pin away, the later three crying and kicking, while the rest were taking down possessions. "'Tou-san!" Tsuna cried out.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi?" A man asked. "Your father, Sawada Iemitsu has ordered that his family move back with him back to Italy. A restraining order has also been issued to Sawada Giotto Ieyasu and will take effect this Monday. We are here to ensure that you and your family are moved safely and your uncle is held back."

"Tsuna!" Giotto cried out, reaching desperately. "Lambo, I-Pin, Fuuta!"

"'Tou-san!" Tsuna cried out, his two friends being kicked out. "Hayato, Takeshi, go get Uncle G and Uncle Asari!"

Tsuna fought and tried and tried to get closer to his 'Tou-san, his brothers and sister doing the same while Nana only looked around nervously, trying not to cry.

Iemitsu walked inside, wearing his black suit. Tsuna turned to him with tears in his eyes. "NO! No! Even if you take me away from 'Tou-san, you'll never, never, be my father! Just leave us alone!"

Iemitsu frowned sadly. "I can't do that. I can't just stand by and watch my family be taken away from me. I'm sorry Tsuna."

"Papa Giotto!" Lambo cried out, pulling a grenade out of his afro and tossing it at the men in front of him. Tsuna, for once, was grateful for his brother's arson-like tendencies as the wall of men cleared up enough for the children to meet with their father one more time, hug him and tell him that they love him before they were pulled back with greater force than before, all of them being shoved into a black car. Tsuna could just barely see his Uncle G and Uncle Asari fighting through the crowd that's managed to form around their house. Tsuna bit the hand of the man that was holding him in his seat and shoved his head out the window. "'Tou-san! I love you, 'Tou-san!"

Giotto ran out of the empty house just in time to hear that one line and he collapsed into his closest friend, G's arms and sob out a response that Tsuna just barely managed to hear.

"I love you too, Tsuna. Tell the rest I love them too."

Tsuna was pulled back inside the car and he watched as he was being dragged away from his home, his friends, and his father by the man who wished he was in his place.

A/N: To be honest, Iemitsu's always kind of pissed me off, and not just his character in general, but because he's such a bad father and he thinks that just coddling his wife and son when he does come home makes up for that. I don't hate-hate him, but he's never been really high on my favorite characters.

I'm also adding this to my poll as an option. And also, tell me if you think I should turn this into a real story and build more on it.