Lambo stared blankly at his piece of paper.

"DOH! I DON'T UNDERSTAND A BIT OF THIS!"

Ignoring whatever horrible consequences that could arise from his actions, Lambo swiftly ripped his homework to shreds and discarded it.

"I'm going to take a walk!" He decided, then put his hands in his pocket as he strolled out the front door.

In the front of the mansion, there was a Italian-style garden that had a large Japanese-style koi pond in the middle. Of course, complete with a bamboo fountain and a wooden bridge. Hibari spent many a day in here, though he vehemently denied having enjoyed anything that came from his herbivore boss.

What he didn't know was that Tsuna had it made especially for him.

Come on, what could give it away? The Namimori Middle-shaped birdhouse? The raised platform that was JUST HIS SIZE that overlooked the sky, with a basket for his tonfas? Or the animal feeding spot that had a burrow for Roll?

Lambo leaned against Hibari's resting platform, unaware that the open window that overlooked the garden, was the window to the main office of the Vongola's Peace and Order Wing.


Hibari happened to be looking through a file on the Estraneos, the freaks he hated so much especially since they were once Family with the goddamn pineapple-haired illusionist, when he peered out of the window.

His eyes narrowed dangerously when he spotted the horn-wearing young man leaning against the platform.

"What is that annoying little weakling doing in MY-no-the garden?"

Before he could make his way downstairs to bite someone to death, his target was enshrouded in a cloud of pink fog.

He leaped out of the window to find the yelling, crying cow brat running around, demanding cake.

"You're making a fuss, weakling. I'm going to bite you to death."

5-year-old Lambo took one look at Hibari and burst into even louder cries.

"S-SCARY!"

Hibari swung forward. Enough was enough.

"GUPYAHHHHH!"

Tsuna heard the cries from the garden and rushed down from his office.

Hibari was about to strike a second blow when a whiz of brown curled around Lambo protectively. He withdrew and stared questioningly at his "boss".

" Gosh, Hibari! What are you doing? He's just a kid! He can't fight you back remember? And I'll get him out of her so he doesn't ruin your peace and quiet."

"Already did." Hibari grunted as he turned his back on the two and marched off.

Tsuna stared at his waning silhouette as Hibari walked off towards the direction of the sunset. (Not to be dramatic or anything, but really, it was in the middle of the day. Go check episode 3)

"AH! Porcupine old-man! Give me some cake!" The kid demanded, jumping up from Tsuna's arms.

"Lambo, you really didn't have any manners as a kid, did you?" He sighed. "Oh well, follow me."


When Tsuna entered the mansion's kitchen, he found the servants bustling at the other side of the vast room, while his right-hand sat at a table, reclining in a chair with his fingers curled around the handle of his coffee cup.

"Ah, Juudaime!" he said, self-consciously straightening up.

"Relax, Gokudera-kun. I'm handling the Estraneo's case pretty well, so you can take a break." He assured, the smile on his face easing the other's.

"Oh, it's the stupid cow brat-version again!" Gokudera cried, pointing at Lambo.

"Ah, he wanted some cake."

"GUPYAH! It's the octopus-head again!"

Surprisingly, Gokudera kept his cool.

He sauntered over to the servants and asked them something in a prattle of Italian.

The servant nervously nodded and ran to the refrigerated pantry, returning quickly with something she handed to Gokudera.

"Here it is, Juudaime."

Gokudera held out a plate with a slice of Death by Chocolate cake.

"Okay Lambo, here you go."

"TO-PING!"

The pink smoke cleared, and instead of a figure that leaned lazily on his right leg, Lambo was sprawled over the ground.

"V-vongola…" he choked out, his face smothered by smoking purple cake.

"Bianchi's poison cooking! Gokudera-kun, call the medical wing!"

"H-hai!" With that, Gokudera dashed out of the kitchen as the servants around them gasped.

Tsuna swiped away the cake mess with a rapidly melting aluminum sheet, and looked down at Lambo with sympathy.

Bianchi only used chocolate on Valentine's Day, but this was surely Death by Cake.


The first thing that came into view when Lambo awoke, was the silhouette of his boss by his side.

"Vongola…"

"What happened in the past, Lambo? You've used the bazooka two times in the same day."

"It's the day when I first met you, and it seems that this time my younger self was upset that you ate all the cake the girls made in Home Economics class."

A snicker could be heard from behind the door.

"Quiet, Gokudera-kun." Tsuna warned, and this time a strangled gasp came from the door.

"That was all Reborn's faul-" the cock of a gun came from the doorway.

"-But I should've found a better way to deal with Bianchi's scheme." Tsuna said quickly.

"Would you like to carry around a roll of the special baking paper Shamal uses? Just in case you go through the bazooka at a random time, I mean." He asked, filled with concern.

"The same goes for you too, Boss."

"Speaking of which," Tsuna abruptly changed the subject. "What is THIS, Lambo?"

Tsuna opened his clenched hand to reveal a fistful of paper scraps.

"T-that's NOT my homework!" he lied.

"Lambo…" he groaned. "When are you going to stop slacking off?"

At this moment, a patter of feet could be heard outside.

"Dame-Tsuna~" Tsuna gulped. Reborn only called him that when he had done something to provoke the killer intent of the hitman.

"You idiot, come out here right now and get back to your paperwork!"

"HIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!" Tsuna shrieked as he ran and flung the window open, unhesitatingly leaping out. Lambo gawked. How could someone with such a deep voice still retain such a girly shriek. Granted, it was slight lower, but good god, the range was pretty big. He briefly pondered if his boss should become a singer.

"OWWWWWWW!" An agonized moan came from the landing of the window.

Lambo was about to do the same for he felt his stomach cramp up at the side-effects of the Poison Cooking. He turned purple pretty quickly.

Oh well, at least he would be excused from homework for a few weeks.


Hope you enjoyed reading that.

I can't wait for the extras or the future arc, so while these are going to be about trivial stuff if you hang on until then it'll be more interesting. I hope.

Oh and note that these two chapters occurred in Episode 3, so they're on the same day.

Bye!