A/N: Read and enjoy. Many thanks to Cloverfish for helping me beta reading this! :D

Opening Act: Reactions

Vongola HQ, Italy

Sawada Tsunayoshi had developed a particular liking for mornings, especially after the Ninth had officially retired and handed the place over to him. After all, being a Mafia Boss wasn't as easy as it appeared to be. Meetings were usually the most exhausting thing to do-since more often than not; they ended up either in him being nearly assassinated or fights bordering on property destruction. Nice, peaceful meetings only happened on two occasions: The absence of certain few Guardians or when it's mission delegating time (Which do not happen frequently, mind you).

Yawning, Tsuna got out of the bed and began walking towards the toilet to start his morning rituals. There were lots of important things to do today, and there was no time to waste. Finishing up with washing his face, he stepped out of the bathroom. However, he was pleasantly surprised when he saw a cup of freshly brewed coffee sitting quietly on the desk. An appreciative smile graced his face as he walked over and picked up the cup, drinking in the aromatic liquid. It was really kind of Gokudera to do something like that. He was a really reliable and good friend, though really hot-headed at times.

A chiming sound from his laptop pulled Tsuna out of his thoughts. E-mail this early? That's certainly surprising. Tsuna's smile faded a little when he saw who the sender was. Mukuro. It all figures out, Tsuna thought in resignation. Most of them were usually official business and such, but he'd always like to add an extra thing or two at the end of it, and they do not go down exactly well with people, especially with Hibari and Gokudera. Moving his mouse over, he opened the ominous e-mail.

"...Heavens above. W-What is this?!"

As each of the images loaded, Tsuna's face turned even redder. Who on earth could have drawn all of these?! Tsuna wanted to stop and close the e-mail, but his hand was operating on autopilot and as he scrolled down, a fresh image attacked his eyes and brain, plaguing him with questions such as: "LAMBO IS STILL A MINOR! HOW CAN REBORN DO THAT TO HIM?" "No no no no no no no! Gokudera would never do that to Yamamoto! Oh my-what is he doing to me?" "THE HECK IS MUKURO WEARING A NURSE UNIFORM?" "WHY AM I BEING DRAWN LOOKING SO FEMININE?!" and the like. A loud gasp escaped from his mouth when he saw himself in Hyper Will mode topping Hibari and doing very...questionable things to him, never mind the dialogues he was having with that tonfa wielding maniac throughout the panels. Tsuna's face was drained of all colours. The Cloud Guardian was going to positively bite that pineapple head dead and then after that, him.

His face paled even further when he saw who Mukuro had sent this utterly shocking e-mail to. Grabbing the nearest available clothing (which was a black suit), he hastily donned it on and hit the speed dial on his phone, leaving a voice mail in his Guardians answering machines, hand phones and more importantly, the Varia. Please let me be in time, Tsuna pleaded mentally as he ran towards the conference room.

Of course, with the Murphy's Law at work, there was no chance that the situation would improve. It was now for sure that everybody was going to see that accursed e-mail and that Tsuna was still going to wear his pajamas to conduct an extremely important meeting.

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Hibari's answering machine, Vongola HQ

"-Click. You have one voice message from Rokudo have one voice message from Sawada Tsunayoshi. You have one voice message from Sasagawa Ryohei. You have one voice message from Gokudera Hayato."

Hibari cracked opened an eye, glanced at the clock and back to the answering machine. The Cloud Guardian knew that he shouldn't had agreed with that damn herbivore and gotten one.

Getting up with his tonfas in hand, he walked over and immediately deleted Mukuro's, Ryohei's and Gokudera's voice messages. There was no need to listen all of those. Hibird fluttered in and landed on Hibari's head, singing the Namimori's school song. Hibari wondered briefly, on whether he should listen or delete Tsuna's message, before deciding on listening to it later. He could deal with whiny herbivores later in the morning without having to destroy that piece of electronic equipment.

"Midori tanabiku namimori no~ dainaku shounaku nami ga ii~ " His phone rang, indicating an incoming e-mail.

Flipping the phone open, he visibly twitched when he saw the sender's name. Rokudo Mukuro. Hibari definitely wasn't in the mood to deal with him right now. His thumb hovered over the delete button and contemplated briefly. Hibari could ignore Mukuro's attempts, but seeing that he would be plagued by his irritating illusions for the whole day if he didn't read the mail, Hibari pressed the "read" button. Hibird took flight from his head. Meanwhile, the phone message from Tsuna played.

"Uh, hi everyone. This is Tsuna speaking. Do NOT open your e-mails and-"

All was quiet for a moment, save for the phone message. What followed shortly was the snapping of the phone and the cackle of the speakers. Hibari let the remains of the remains of the phone hit the ground. Clutching the tonfas extra tightly, he stormed out of his room. That pineapple head was going down once and for all.

"-please make your way to the conference room. This is an emergency. And this especially applies to you Mukuro!"

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Varia HQ, Italy

"VOIIIIIIIII!!!! What the fuck is this?! Boss and I-"

"Oho, I never knew that you were that into our Boss, Squalo~"

"Ushishishi~ I look like a princess in that dress..."

"I always knew you were a narcissist fool, Bel-"

" WAIT WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN BY LEVI IS PREG-"

"-shut up! Do you want to die?! If Boss finds out about this-"

BLAM.

-Too late.

All conversations ceased as XANXUS came striding in, with the intent to murder in his eyes. The rest of the Varia assassination squad stayed silent. They knew very well how violent their Boss could get when he was really pissed, and hence were also on the alert to run out of the room at the tiniest spark of Rage Flame.

"B-Boss...?" Mammon hesitantly ventured, testing the waters. He got a cold glare in return. Mammon gave a silent gulp. This wasn't good. XANXUS took out his gun and fired it in the direction of the laptop. The piece of electronic gadget was instantly annihilated and the shot blew a big hole in the wall.

"...Let's go. We are going to pay the Vongola brats a little visit."

A big smile broke out on Belphegor's face. Now the Boss was talking. Mammon gave a sigh. The repair for that hole was going to cost quite a chunk.

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Main Office, Vongola HQ

Gokudera entered the office with a satisfied smile on his face. He was really glad that the Tenth had enjoyed and appreciated the cup of coffee he had specially brewed for him, and nothing could start his day better than seeing his Boss smiling.

"Morning Yamamoto! Morning Sasagawa! Morning Lambo!"

The said people blinked simultaneously. The Storm Guardian must had been in a really good mood, greeting each of them separately and by their names. Usually, it was either an offhanded "Morning" or no greetings at all.

Unfortunately, it didn't last long when he logged onto his e-mail account.

"Morning Gokudera! Here's the document you wanted. Oh, and it seems that Tsuna left a voice message telling us not to open our-Gokudera? Are you alright? Gokudera?" Yamamoto tone turned urgent at the last part, giving his friend a concerned look.

The half Italian was frozen stiff in his seat, pointing wordlessly at the computer screen.

Yamamoto turned the screen to get a better look, upon which, he realized what had rendered Gokudera speechless. After what seemed like an eternity, Yamamoto moved his attention to Gokudera, wearing an unreadable mask on his face.

"..I never knew you had such...uh...fantasies about Tsuna and me-"

Gokudera snapped.

A sudden flurry of dynamites descended upon the poor computer as Yamamoto dived for cover, barely avoiding the dangerous explosives his now furious friend threw. The other two occupants were already hiding their desks, which shielded them from the flying debris.

When the smoke cleared, Gokudera was already out of the office.

Ryohei and Lambo slowly stood up and walked over to Yamamoto.

"Yamamoto, what on earth is up with that squid head?"

"Just check your e-mail. Kid, you are not to check yours."

"Why?"

Yamamoto gave sigh.

High above, a lone Hibird flew high up in the sky, chirping. "Danger! Danger!"

Oh yes, it was indeed, a beautiful day.

-OWARI.