Before I get into where the heck I've been...WELCOME TO LAMBO'S CORNER!

It's been awhile and I have to say it feels good to be back. Although, I do feel a bit bad for Lambo because this is going to be kind of bad...for him. I've been watching Law and Order: SVU (season 1-5 so far) so you might guess what this will be about. Um, yeah.

This chapter won't be too descriptive but you can pretty much imagine what happens to our poor cow. So if you can't stomach SVU then you probably shouldn't read this. Fair warning, everyone!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Katekyo Hitman Reborn and I am not making any profit. Unless you count reviews...which, by the way, will encourage me to finish the next chapter a bit quicker. *Hint, hint*

WARNING: Foul language will be used. Also, if you see any major corrections that need to be made, let me know. I went over this for almost a week but after awhile everything kind of blurred together.

So without further ado, today, on Lambo's Corner...


Lambo loves the rain. He loves the way the air changes right before it begins to fall. He's not sure if it's either clearing a path or preparing to meet it head on but he enjoys the feeling. He loves the way he feels afterward; invigorating, the crisp air refreshing everything in his life. He loves to stand in the middle of the yard; eyes closed as he faces the sky, hoping the downpour will heal whatever is aching at the moment.

The young Lightning Guardian clenches his fists, trying to restrain the tears beginning to pool in the corner of his eyes. His heart pounding against his chest, a sharp pain pierces him with each palpitation and Lambo almost wishes he could just die. He wants to die.

He's not in his yard or his home for that matter. Hell, he's not even sure where he's at but the empty lot feels like a good place to do what he needs to. Lambo is standing in the pouring rain now, hoping it will mend his broken soul. His brothers are probably out looking for him; furious more than likely but he can't find it in himself to care at the moment. All he's worried about is that the rain isn't doing what it's supposed to. He is not feeling better. He still feels dirty and sick.

Lambo carefully raises his fist towards the sky, trying to avoid any more pain to his stomach, and summons a streak of lightning. There's a loud crack as the bright bolt hits the damp ground; the tremors cause Lambo to stumble but he gets back in place quickly.

He's crying now; the bitter tears carrying a reminder of what was done to him. Lambo sobs as he summons more streaks with the intention of causing some serious damage to the place around him. He wants it as damaged as he is.

Another crack hits nearby followed by a few more. Lambo is shaking as he demands more electricity from the dark and starless heavens; one after another after another. The world around him is completely illuminated by his charges; half hoping one will hit him even though he knows it won't kill him.

The earth around him bursting at each strike covering him in wet soil; mud splashing everywhere but he doesn't care. He can't even feel it over his emotions crashing with one another inside of him. He's angry, hurt, confused and lost. Lambo feels ashamed, betrayed, used and despicable. But above all, he feels completely and utterly stupid.

He screams.

How could he not have seen what was happening? How could he have been such a fool to let his guard down to the point where he became a victim? He was the Lightning Guardian! He was a proud member of the Vongola and he'd idiotically walked into a trap. A trap which had nearly cost him his life but thanks to his brothers he would live. He's not sure if that had been the best thing to do, however. Maybe they should have left him to die instead if he was going to feel this way.

"What did I ever do to you, huh; why the hell did this have to happen to me?!" He cries to the still pouring skies as the lightning continues its assault on the ground.

"Make this suffering stop! I can't," He sobs, "I can't take it…" Lambo looks around at the mud storm, knowing it resembles his inner turmoil. He raises both arms and several streaks descend immediately, causing a couple of craters nearby.

If he wasn't so lost in his grief, he might have thought it was beautiful; the sight of lightning crashing into the ground, illuminating everything with its shower of streaks.

"Finish me off, damn it!"

A bright flash erupts right next to him and he's thrown across the ground with a loud boom. Lambo lands hard on his back, barely managing a shout of pain before everything goes black for a second.

He slowly opens his eyes and stares at the sky; chest painfully heaving. Rain is still falling, albeit gentler, but the lightning has completely stopped. He figures when he lost consciousness he must have lost control as well.

That last burst hadn't been lightning, though.

Slowly, he sits up, gently applying pressure to his stomach where the pain is growing unbearable; the hospital gown drenched and torn. He pulls his hand away and is only slightly surprised to see red on it. Damn, he must have pulled his stitches.

"I'll leave you with a precious souvenir to always remember me by."

Lambo tenses and feels nauseous at the voice in his head. He knows that voice will haunt him for the rest of his life and he hates himself more for being that weak.

The anger that courses through him makes him cry again and he raises his arm, ignoring the burning sensation on his stomach. "I'm not done yet!"

"Yes, you are!"

Lambo flinches half in fear and half in pain at the pissed off tone of voice; mostly fear. He can just make out the shape of his brothers' approaching forms and knows he's in for some harsh words which he probably deserves for what he just did.

"Do you have any idea how long we've been searching for you?!" Gokudera looks pissed. More pissed than Lambo's ever seen him. Even with all his thoughts a jumbled mess, Lambo can guess it was one of Gokudera's weaker bombs that caused his lightning storm to cease.

"You almost killed me. Too bad you missed, Stupidera." Lambo looks down, trying to keep his mouth shut, "And to answer your question, since I left the hospital about three hours ago I'd say you've been searching for three hours." This, of course, doesn't happen because he's Lambo and he's too tired to care.

"Don't be a smartass! Juudaime was terrified, we all were. Ugh! I'm so angry I could-"

Lambo quickly stands, nearly falling right over when his knees almost give out but he manages to right himself up. "You have no right to be angry. Don't make this about you, you piece of shit!" He snaps, putting a hand over his bleeding wound.

Lambo is seething; his whole body is shaking as he tries to fight for some sort of control. Gokudera looks livid as he gets closer to their youngest member before Tsuna -bless him- rests a hand on the Storm's shoulder which immediately stops his movements.

Lambo angrily wipes away the tears from his eyes, a feral growl leaving his lips. "You shouldn't be angry when I'm the one hurt. I'm the one who was abused, not you. You have no idea how messed up I'm feeling so don't you dare make this about you."

Yamamoto and Ryohei are worriedly watching from where they stand next to Tsuna; soaked to the bone even though it has finally stopped raining, looking just as upset but they're at least staying quiet. Lambo wonders where Hibari, Mukuro, and Chrome are but decides it best not to ask.

"I'm the only one allowed to be angry," He wraps his arms around himself before he lowers his voice in obvious defeat. "Why me, Tsuna-nii? They said I asked for it but I swear I didn't…they didn't have to torture…I don't, I can't stop shaking."

Lambo yells in terror when he feels that familiar hand on his thigh and jumps back but doesn't see anybody near him. His heart is beating fast, his breathing coming in short gasps as he begins to lose control of reality.

"He found me! Oh, God, he found me!"

"Lambo, try to calm down. You're hyperventilating."

Lambo swallows at the way Tsuna says his name. His voice is full of concern, laced with love and it makes the fourteen-year-old sick. He's heard that tone before; he'd trusted that voice. It led to suffering; plenty of it. Tsuna has no way of knowing that but Lambo still takes a step back.

The hurt in Tsuna's eyes does not stop him from taking another. "S-stay away."

"Lambo, we're not going to hurt you." Yamamoto softly states, raising his hands in a surrendering gesture.

"That's what they said. That's what they said before they…" Lambo forces himself not to vomit as memories invade his thoughts. He stumbles back, away from the possible danger.

"We're not them, damn it!" Gokudera shouts beyond frustrated, roughly running his hands through his hair; there's nothing he can do to help his brother. Lambo can just make out the quiver in his brother's voice but it's not enough to snap him out of his thoughts.

"But you left me with him. You-you gave me to him and just walked away!" Lambo laughs and the sound sends a shiver down Tsuna's spine. "How can I ever trust you?"

He asks so innocently, his eyes filled with such sincerity and Tsuna knows his brother is seriously asking.

Lambo sees his brothers roll their hands into fists; angry and guilty. He knows it wasn't their fault, not really, but he trusted them to keep him safe and they failed. Not only did they allow him to get hurt but they also didn't catch the monsters that did this to him.

"Lambo, you know we would never have left you if we had known. This was not supposed to happen. Please, let us take you back to the hospital and we'll talk once you're feeling better." Tsuna says almost tenderly. He slowly takes a few steps towards his trembling brother, hoping not to scare him off. He can't lose him again.

When he had walked into that hospital room to find it empty, Tsuna had never felt such fear in his life. The horrifying and very possible scenarios that played in his head within seconds had made him nauseous.

"He's gone."

Tsuna knows the guilt threatening to crush him is nothing compare to the hurt or fear that is obviously consuming his little brother. He can't feel sorry for himself when Lambo needs him more than ever.

"No, I'll never be better; I'm not going back. All they want is to touch me…to make me bleed. I-I don't want anybody to touch me!"

He turns to run but doesn't make it very far. He slams into a hard chest and his mind flashes back to a few days back. His own chest tightens and he feels like he's going to pass out. Lambo begins to fall back when an arm wraps itself around his waist.

He screams. He screams with such force that Lambo thinks he won't be able to speak for weeks. He loses himself to the fear that has been pushing him to an invisible edge and screams for someone, for anyone to save him as he topples over.


"Lambo!"

Tsuna rushes to where Hibari is trying to restrain their little brother. The ground is wet, slippery and overall destroyed but he reaches them quickly.

"Let me go! Please, you said I could go if I was a good boy!" Lambo cries in despair as he struggles to escape Hibari's arms; his sobs piercing at Tsuna's heart.

"Kill me! Just kill me instead, please!" Lambo raises his hand and Tsuna immediately knows what's going to happen. The sky begins to grumble but before any lightning appears, Hibari knocks Lambo out with a quick hit to the back of his neck.

Lambo immediately stops moving and Ryohei is at their side, checking over their baby brother for other injuries.

"What the hell did you do? He's in enough pain as it is, you fucking bastard!" Gokudera practically roars when Lambo goes limp. His nerves are on edge, his hands shaking with everything from worry, guilt, and anger.

"Would you have preferred another electrifying show?" Hibari isn't one for jokes or any kind of humor for that matter but he can barely contain whatever it is he's feeling; he's acting quite unusual. Hibari refuses to admit he's feeling just as guilty as the others. He hands his youngest brother to Ryohei who's ready to start healing whatever he can.

Tsuna stays by Lambo's side, not paying attention to his two other brothers about to start a fight of their own. Luckily, Yamamoto notices the charged tension and steps in between them.

"Enough! I know we're all worried but going against each other is not going to help Lambo at all. Focus that frustration to finding the bastards responsible for this."

Gokudera shoves his still trembling hands into his pockets as Hibari does the same. They know Yamamoto is right but they still feel the need to beat something to a pulp.

"We need to get him back to the hospital. I managed to stop the bleeding but it might have gotten infected. It also needs to be re-stitched."

Hibari tells them to go; he'll take care of the mess Lambo made. Not needing to be told twice, the trio makes their way to Gokudera's car, Lambo in Ryohei's arms.

"I'll let them know we're on our way," Tsuna mutters more to himself than anybody else as Gokudera steps on the gas while Ryohei continues to watch over their precious brother in the back seat.

As they pull into the hospital parking lot, they can make out Chrome standing by the emergency entrance and know she has some news.

"When we find them, you will leave them to me," Tsuna orders with an eerily calm voice from the passenger seat. "Once I get my hands on them…once I have them in my grasp, not even God will be able to save them."


So um...how was that? I honestly cried a few times because I know where this is going and I can't believe I'm actually doing this. Don't worry, Lambo won't die. I'm not that evil...maybe. ^_^

I'm sorry for the long wait! February was my birthday month so I spent it celebrating. Unfortunately, the last week of February we lost a close family friend to cancer and I just kind of lost interest in everything for a while. I'm feeling better but the stories I wrote afterward are super angsty. I'm not sure which to post yet but you'll see more from me. Thank you for reading and I really, really hope to see some reviews. I could use some positive energy right about now.

See you next time on Lambo's Corner! Trust me, you do not want to miss it...