Okay, authors note I guess...?
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"Lambo-o, quiet down a bit, okay?" Tsunayoshi Sawada covered his ears with his hands as the little child began to screech and wail even louder than before.
Oh how he longed for some peace and quiet. But knowing the way his life tends to do back-flips on itself, that dream seemed to be getting harder to reach by the moment.
That morning during breakfast, Lambo had made Tsuna promise to get him his all-time favorite grape candies on the way home from school. But Tsuna wasn't quite able to focus enough on the candy as he had been sent home early for being sick.
I'm just glad Gokudera-kun and Yamamoto didn't follow me back...
He remembered the scene of Gokudera's puppy eye's absolutely begging him to let him come along and take care of him.
If that had happened there'd definitely be way more craziness going on than just with Lambo!
"Look here, Lambo." Tsuna sat up in his bed, trying to focus on the screaming child. The screams only made the Vongola feel more dizzy and in pain than before.
"Shut up!" Reborn came crashing into Lambo with a kick straight to the child's behind.
Lambo went screaming into the wall, creating a small dent as he landed.
"Reborn!" The Vongola looked at the infant standing neatly on the floor of his bedroom. "You didn't need to kick him," Tsuna sagged his shoulders, feeling another round of coughs starting to make their way up.
Tsuna just couldn't believe that he had gotten sick. Though he knew it was winter and especially freezing outside, he had made sure to wear layers and all so he wouldn't get sick. But like nearly always, look where that got him.
In reply, Reborn shook his head at his student. "If he's not disciplined now, he'll never make a good guardian."
Tsunu sighed, almost guiltfully, while taking in the momentary silence. Before Lambo started back up with his yelling that is.
"Lambo will too make a good guardian! Lambo's the best! See!" Lambo began pulling all sorts of odds and ends out of his hair. Rather dangerous odds and ends to be more precise.
The stress caught up to Tsuna, making him cough loudly and painfully.
Tsuna, covering his mouth with the sleeve of his 27 sweater, reached his other hand for the glass of water standing on his nightstand. Empty. He began to reach for the pitcher but stopped and glarred daggers at it. It just had to be empty, didn't it?
"I'll get that," Reborn jumped onto the nightstand, grabbed the pitcher, jumped off and left the room.
Tsuna was in fact slightly suspicious of Reborns all-too kind gesture, but passed it off as a simple glimpse of compassion. Or maybe something closer to pity.
Though if you were to ask the Tutor/Hitman he'd just tell you that he'd much rather get water for a sick student than sit in the same room with said sickly student and a five-year-old crybaby hitman-wannabe.
Unfortunately for Tsuna, who was totally convinced by now that'd he would die that day from either coughing, colds, and migraines or babies that wouldn't let him sleep peacefully, had been left in his room with a tantrum throwing Lambo who wasn't just throwing around his tantrum.
The coughs just kept on coming, leaving Tsuna with a growing migrain and gasping for air whenever there might be a chance. He was bent over now. He was trying his best not to die as Lambo finally shouted out his succes.
"A-he-hee-hae! I found it! See! I told you Lambo was the best!" The toddler jumped up from his slumped position against the bottom of the wall and began to joyfully hop his way over to Tsuna.
A deep dark pit of uh-oh started to fill the Vongola's stomach as the child grew closer and closer with whatever he had found.
Tsuna turned his head to the side with caution as he finally caught a short break from heaving out his soul.
Somebody save me.
Nope, not today.
Tsuna's lungs picked that special moment to begin dying again, and whoever happened to be running the universe decided to pick the closest special moment as possible to the previous one to have the Vongola's Thunder Guardian trip on one of his own grenades he had been so busy throwing around just a minute before and helplessly toss the ten-year-bazooka into the air. Tsuna really did try his best to call for help, but his soar throat and dry lungs just wouldn't allow it. Not that it would have helped him anyways. Everythings seemed to be moving in slow motion for Tsuna as the ten-year-bazooka landed right on top of his pain and terror filled frame.
Reborn hopped up the stairs, water filled pitcher in hand, not a single drop escaping.
As he neared the upstairs hallway he heard the sounds of his wheezing student and an overly excited Lambo. Then he heard a crash, a breathless squeak of terror and a loud "poof".
That's not good...
He made it to the top of the stairs in one final jump with a present of pink smoke oozing out of the Vongola's bedroom waiting for him.
The home-tutor waited at the door for the smoke to begin to clear; and as it did he saw a tall silhouette, ready to fight, with a bright flame burning on his forehead.
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