This is actually an English assignment but since it's technically fan fiction, I decided to upload this onto FF~

This is my first fanfic and I'm really happy about how this turned out, so please, constructive criticism is appreciated.

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR. If I did there would be no Arcobaleno trials in the anime and Belphegor would have a hot smex scene with Fran.

I couldn't save him. The man who accepted me into his family, and called me his friend. I always thought I would be able to do the same for him, be by his side and save him when he needed me. Training every day to become his right hand man., going through hell and back with him and seeing the unthinkable. But when he needed me and his family the most, we couldn't work up to his expectations. It's hard to believe that such a gentle, strong man could slip away from us so easily; none of us were prepared for it.

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"Stupid cow! You haven't changed since you were a snot nosed little five year old!" I scolded the kid in front of me as he rested on the sofa. Lazy little punk thinks that just because he's a Mafioso -although he did become one at age five, but that doesn't matter!- and the youngest of us all, he believes that he gets the best treatment, thinks that he's the boss himself! That's crossing the line.

"Yara, yara, Stupidera, there you go calling me a kid again. It's been nine years. I'm fourteen years old now, I'm not a kid anymore." Lambo casually retorted, as though we've rehearsed this scene and performed it over and over. He looked at me the way an eighteen year old would look at a five year old, as though he was the dumbest thing in the world -which most five year old's are. Trust me. I know.- I was about to snap.

Who knows why this kid thought he was the coolest. Probably because he copied most of my looks from me when I was his age. I inwardly smirked at this thought, and everything bit of him copying me was true. His raven black hair was ruffled in contrast to my silver, equally messed hair, even his eyes held a similar color to mine, even though my eye color is caused by the scanning contacts I wear, but nevertheless it's an identical color. A sleek black dress shirt overlapped a cow print blouse, mimicking the cow print jumper he wore as a child, and necklaces and chains laid in unorganized array of directions, delicately resting on his revealed chest.

"Not a kid anymore my as-" I attempted to get a lecture on the boy when Yamamoto intervened.

"Maa, maa Gokudera, no need to get violent with him." man he pisses me off.. Although he isn't the same baseball loving idiot I knew as a kid, he's still an idiot. Even as a man, he still has to smile that stupid smile, but lately he seems to be... depressed. I'm not sure what's got him down in the dumps, but those joy filled brown eyes have been replaced with bereaved eyes. The death of his old man must have really gotten him, he was the one who raised him after his mother disappeared, got him into baseball, and taught him the Shigure No Soen Ryu sword style. A scar was placed on his chin, most likely from training with that maniac Squalo, being reckless as always I presume. Still, I wasn't done lecturing Lambo, no time for pity right now.

"And why not? He needs to be disciplined! Remember what we had to do at his age? We didn't have time to be so reckless and careless!" I was so angry at those two now.

"And we should be grateful he doesn't have to go through this, bad enough he was dragged into it when he was five. Lucky he's still alive after fighting Levi." he's serious now, but as if that's going to stop me from getting my point through. I stepped in closer to Yamamoto, when I was cut off once again by a loud voice. Why does this always happen?

"Hey! Instead of fighting, we should be out training and getting even stronger! To the EXTREME!" Wow. I think I want to kill myself. Not only do I have to deal with a thick headed teen and a depressed man, I have to listen to Turf-Head's motivational speeches. Great.

"Ryohei, we can't do anything until Reborn gets here. He has an important announcement for us and we can't leave until we know what's been going on." I lowered my fists and raised my head to look at the man who said that. My boss. Tsuna stared at us with concerned eyes. I couldn't help but back down, go back to my senses. I faced Tsuna and fell to my knees, bowing in respect

"I'm sorry boss, I don't know what I was thinking, speaking out of my place! It'll never happen again!" Every syllable I said was accompanied with my head moving down to the ground, bruising my forehead with every contact.

"G-Gokudera! You shouldn't beat yourself up over that. You were just trying to talk some sense into Lambo. Thank you for thinking about him." his hands waved back in forth, trying to reassure me. I moved my head up, only to be greeted with a warm smile.

"B-boss..." I stood up, returning the smile he gave me. Opening my mouth to voice my gratitude, I was interrupted once more. Really, why?

"Kufufufu. Soft as always Tsunayoshi." The sapphire blue haired man smiled half heartedly at my boss. Rokudo Mukuro. A mysterious man that we don't know much about, except that even though he's a part of the Vongola family, our family, he still wants to possess out boss and destroy the mafia. He creeps me out the most. Once again opening my mouth to tell him off, I was cut short as he turned to face another wacko in our family. Great.

"You're so quiet Hibari. Kufufufu. You're starting to make us worry." Hibari glared daggers at him. The moment we first met him, he's always been like that. But lately he's been more involved with the mafia families, always one step ahead than even Tsuna himself.

"Well, herbivore," We still don't know why he calls people that, "I'd rather not discuss pathetic matters with the likes of you." He rose from his seat and moved towards the window, suddenly finding the clouds interesting. We all stared at the man, wondering why he was acting a little off. Noticing our criticizing looks, he pulled out his tonfa's and stared at us all, "If you don't look away, I'll bite you all to death." He was serious.

"H-Hibari! You don't have to do that!" Tsuna's voice quivered, he knew as well as anyone in this room that Hibari wouldn't hold back when it came to any situation like this.

"Would you all stop acting like children and sit down." All eyes turned to the doorway.

Well, that's the first chapter!

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