Hi minna! Sorry for the late update, but as some of you might have read, the plot bunny was being evil and kept on running away...

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I'm back with the second chapter now though, so please enjoy!

Chapter 2

The Vongola ignored their old teacher who was sprawled on the ground while the rest of the class rushed to see if he was okay.

"Chrome-chan! Have you been feeling okay? You're getting close to the big day after all," Kyoko asked, greeting the Mist Guardian, Haru and Hana right behind her.

"Un, diajoubu," she replied, petting her stomach. Behind her, everyone was panicking over the teacher. Someone yelled to get the school nurse or call a doctor.

"Ryohei, why is your tie so sloppy? I thought I taught you how to do it properly the last time," Hana complained, redoing the mans' tie before smoothing out his suit. The boxer blushed and rubbed the back of his head. Gokudera and Haru had already started their hourly couples' spat.

After finding her friend was okay, Kyoko went over and kissed her boyfriend on the cheek, settling herself at his side. "How was work?"

"Hibari and Mukuro are taking out their frustration for the baby watch out on their missions; it generates quite a lot of paperwork…" Tsuna gave a long suffering sigh, thinking of what would be waiting for him after the reunion. He did leave a rather large stack of the stuff untouched, and if Reborn managed to see that and Tsuna was nowhere to be found... He sighed again. Kyoko giggled, guessing his thoughts. "How was your job in America? Did it go well?"

"Un; the photo shoot was right on schedule and me and Haru had a great time over there,"

"Kyoko-nee, Haru-nee, did you bring any souvenirs back?" Lambo asked, joining his Family. He also ignored the regular people, neglecting his job as the class aid while doing so.

"Ahoushi! They don't have to bring you anything!" Gokudera shouted at the same time the two girls coursed "Of course,"

Haru and Gokudera glared at each other, then faced the other way in a huff to pout. Everyone laughed.

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"Oi, sensei, are you alright?" Akira asked, his former science teacher finally coming too.

"Annggh…what happened?"

"You passed out, sir," Mochida responded, helping the old man to sit up.

"Oh, that's right…I thought I saw Dame-Tsuna as a wealthy man instead of some street urchin," Nezu said, shaking his head. Then the sound of laughter reached their ears, and they all turned to a group of people that were not crowded around the teacher. Releasing his grip from his former teacher, Mochida stood up, straightening his suit. He had an air of extreme confidence, assuming that the man with the spiky hair was not Dame-Tsuna, or at least, he had asked to borrow or rent that outfit if it really was him.

"Oi, whoever you are," Mochida called out, and Tsuna and his friends turned around. The former kendo captain glared at them in the same way a teacher would glare at an uncooperative student. "Mind telling us who you really are? There's no way you're Dame-Tsuna; he's either still living with his mother or on the streets somewhere,"

"Bastard! You dare insult Juudiamie like that!" Gokudera said, taking out his explosives. Lambo fixed the electric horns in his hair, and Hibari raised an eyebrow. Mochida gulped, taking half a step back. Why was Hibari on their side?

He quickly regained composure however, and his smugness level skyrocketed. He smirked "I'll say it again; there's no way it's possible for you to be Dame-Tsuna, and even if you were that failure, you can't hold a higher position than me or even sensei, no offense, Nezu-san,"

"None taken, because it is absolutely true that he can't be that no-good little fool," the old man said, standing back up, the other ex-students still hovering nervously around him.

"Now, Hana, Kyoko, Haru, Yamamoto, Gokudera, Hibari-san and Chrome, would you please tell us where the real Dame-Tsuna is and tell this actor to go away? This event is for former students only," Mochida asked, shaking his head as if talking to a very disobedient child that kept on forgetting the rule, and he, being the patient teacher he was, was only doing his job.

"Bovino, I told you if you didn't bring that Dame brother of yours, you wouldn't get your extra credit; consider yourself now failing," Nezu interjected, making Lambo flinch.

And up until this point, the Vongola had been content to ignore them (with the exception of Gokudera, who had a dark shadow over his face and was blatantly fingering his dynamite), but the fact that Mochida had spoken about the girls like he was overly familiar with them and without any respect in his voice, and that Nezu was threatening to flunk Lambo even when he had done his job of bringing Tsuna, caused for a very dark aura to form over them.

This dark aura summoned the last remaining member of their group, thinking he could finally have some fun.

Rokudo Mukuro was joining this shin-dig, and there was no stopping him.

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"So, where did he go?" a rather silky smooth voice said, and it sounded like a teenager. A gun being clicked off safety could also be heard. "Speak now, Loser-Enma,"

"A-ah, e-eto, Tsuna went to the middle school reunion; s-see? I got an invite too, but can't go because of a bust we're working on," the redhead said, holding out the letter he and his Guardians had gotten via mail to a teenaged kid wearing a black suit and a fedora, a green pistol in his hand. Reborn took the letter and briefly scanned over it, judging the information accurate.

He smirked.

Oh no, Enma did not like that look on the hitman's face. Last time he saw it, he and his friend Tsuna had been hospitalized for multiple reasons, all thanks to that look.

"Is Adelheid currently at the busting site?"

"H-hai,"

"Good,"

Twenty minutes later, all the targets had been rendered unable to fight.

"Go pack something better to wear; we're going to pay my No-good student a lesson on never to shrink on his paperwork…"

Yep, someone was going to be seriously mutilated, and Enma could only hope it wasn't him or his friends. Of course the odds of that happening shrank even further when the ex-archobolano took out a phone and made several calls.

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"Oya, oya; it would seem that these pests have a very short memory ne, Tsunayoshi-kun?" the pineapple head said, fading into existence with his mist flames.

"Mukuro; why did you come out?" Tsuna sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He was already having enough trouble trying to keep his other guardians under control; he didn't need the most sadistic of them to make a sudden appearance either. Can it get any worse?

POOF! A cloud of pink smoke enveloped Lambo and Gokudera. When it cleared, a silver haired teen and a cow-clad five-year-old had replaced them. The two were currently fighting each other, trying to pull the others' mouth apart with their bare hands.

"AHOUSHI! I TOLD YOU NOT TO LEAVE YOUR GERNADES LYING ON THE FLOOR!"

"BAKADERA! YOU CAN'T TELL LAMBO-SAMA WHAT TO DO!"

"SHUT UP YOU'RE TOO NOISY!" and with that, young Gokudera flung little Lambo across the room…and into the arms of a certain spiky haired brunette. The bombers' eyes widened when he took in the man's appearance; spiky brown hair, check. Clear and kind honey colored eyes, check. Expensive pin-striped suit, check. Vongola Sky ring and Sky Lion ring on his fingers, check.

Then there was only one person in the world who this man could be…

"JUUDIAMIE!" and que the puppy tail and sparkling eyes.

Yep, he just had to jinx himself didn't he? Now he had to deal with child version of Gokudera and Lambo. This was going to be difficult…especially with Mochida so eager to discredit them.

Yes, this chapter is shorter than the last one, but the next one is going to have a lot of stuff going on in it.

To those of you who have read my other story and the description of this one on it, I may or may not actually write that, as it depends on the story line.

Please review for me!