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Chapter 2: The Storm's Sunny Day

Tsuna woke up the next morning feeling refreshed than he had been in a while. He relished the feeling of not dealing with all the havoc his guardians created even early in the morning. He sighed in content. What's more is that Reborn wasn't here to kick him out of bed or try whacking him out of bed with a Leon-mallet hammer.

He turned his head to the side, his eye zero-ing on the set of clothes placed on the dresser. Maybe he had to get changed himself? Or was a maid suppose to do it? It suddenly hit him, he was a child, he can sleep in until his 'parent' comes in.

Grinning deviously, he turned his back to door, snuggled into the blankets, and closed his eyes. Sleeping-in is gonna feel so good.

...

"Where is that, kid?" G seemed to ask for the hundredth time. The rest of the guardians were already seated at the dining table, waiting for the brunet to come down.

"Primo, can we just eat without the brat?" Lampo whined, heaving himself over the table. He was starving and he definitely wasn't waiting for the brat so they could eat.

Giotto shook his head. "We wouldn't want to eat breakfast alone, he has to feel welcomed here." They had expected the child to arrived a few minutes after them, heck maybe even eariler. God who knows how energetic kids are.

Unfortunately, the breakfast was getting cold. Lampo released a loud groan, weeping into the table cloth. G's eyebrow twitched, grabbing the back of the teenager's collar. "Oi, show some manners will ya! I bet cha even the kid has more manners than you."

Lampo raised his teary, snot-nosed face. He croaked out, "S-shut up, pinkie! Because of that brat I'm going to starve!" The storm guardian cringed in disgust, glaring at the teenager.

"And fucking clean off your face!"

"Waaaaah! G, you don't understand what I'm going through! Just leave me alone!"

"We do, we don't just openly express it like you. So be quiet!"

"But-"

G screamed out in frustation, standing up in his seat. He yanked the green-haired teenager out of his seat, raising him like a puppy. He raised a fist.

"G, since you're so worried, why don't you bring the child his tray?"

G froze in place. He slowly inched his face toward the speaker, who happened to be Asari. He dropped Lampo, ignoring the yelp of pain, and crossed his arms. "And why would I do that?"

Asari gave a knowing smile and instead of answering his question, he gestured to the butler beside him who was holding a tray. "Why don't you do the honors?"

G scowled, "That kid can come down and get it himself."

"Yes, G, why don't you bring this tray to the child," Giotto said, a small smile playing at his lips. His storm guardian faltered, his mouth open ajar. G composed himself, coughing a little. He looked at his childhood friend. "Primo-"

"Please G, do this little favor and I'll finish my paperwork without complaint," Giotto bargained, nochalantly raising the glass of water to his lips, taking a sip. His eyes meet G's, who seemed to be a war with himself.

A moment later, G heaved a deep sigh, a slight frown forming on his lips. The butler held the tray out for the guardian, bowing. The man took it without word and left the dining room in silence.

"That's unexpected coming from the temperal puppy," Daemon commented, leaning back in his chair.

"Pray G, he always hide his emotions. Looks like the child has brought some of it into light," Knuckle beamed, clasping his hands together.

"Who knows, maybe one day he'll show all his emotions," Asari laughed. Everyone gave a blank stare at the rain guardian. If that day comes, it'll be disturbingly horrifying.

...

Giotto was in his office, doing the usual paperworks since the day his vigilate group started. A knock interrupted his concentrate, causing him to place the fountain pen on nis desk and clasp his hands together. "Come in."

The door slammed open by G, who was dancing with glitter and stars following him in the background. A blush dusting his cheeks as he paraded around his boss' office, his face like this (-3-). "Giooooooto~!" G sang.

Giotto flinched behind his desk. A sweatdrop formed at the back of his head. Oh god, this was even more horrifying than his strawberry cakes being taken away from him.

"Giooooooto~" His storm guardian sang, coming even more closer. Giotto wouldn't show it, but this terrified him more than anything. He stood and backed away from his desk. "Yes, G?" He warily asked.

"We should definitely go adopt a pet!"

"Adopt?"

"So, I can care for someone other than my family," G beamed, launching himself at the shell-shocked blonde. He nuzzled his face against his cheek, oblivious to Giotto's obvious discomfort.

Giotto harshly shook his head, trying to rid of the thoughts by drinking more of the water he was offered, almost choking in the process.

...

Asari was kneeled down beside his flower garden, watching the petals sway with the gentle wind. A smile broke out on his face. This is what he enjoyed most, dearly caring for his precious garden.

"Asari~" A voice called from behind him. He turned around to see G dressed in casual clothes, an white apron tightened around his waist. A huge smile was plastered on his face. In his hand, he carried a watering can. "G," The rain guardian blinked in surprise.

"Do you need help with with the garden, my dear friend?" G asked, kneeling beside him. The thing about him was his face was animate different and that's what freaked him out the most, especially his gentle tone.

The red-haired man placed the watering can in Asari's hand, his own hand wrapping around the shocked guardian's. "Here, Asari, I'll help you water the garden," He purred. The swordsman could only stare in shock then a dark blush immediately rose up his neck to his ears.

"G-G-" He tried to move his hand away from the other's hold, but only ended up cutting his hand on the thorn of a rose. Asari winced, dropping the can on the stone pathway, and clutched at his hand. A small cut formed at the bottom of his palm.

"Here, I'll help you," G calmly said, taking a cloth from his apron pocket. He wet the cloth with the help of the watering can. Taking Asari's hand into his own, he put it atop the wound, gently pressing it down.

"G-" Asari looked up but the words died in his throat. G flashed him a bright smile, the sun beaming from behind him creating an angel effect. Magically, stars appeared him him. Asari sputtered.

Asari slapped himself back to reality. He held his head in his hands, a blush rising up his neck. He'd say the G now is much more comforting than an emotional one.

...

Lampo was snooping around the kitchen, searching the whole room for candy, food, anything edible. Getting down on his knees, he opened the cupboard closer to the floor. Finding nothing, he backtracked himself out of the cupboard.

"Laaampo~"

The teenager was startled, accidently slamming his head against the ceiling of the door opening. This time, he slowly led himself out of the small opening, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. He sniffed.

"Lampo?" Said person faced the door to find his bully at the entrance. He wailed, closing his eyes as tears ran down his face. He started crawling backwards. "Leave me a-alone, G!"

He only made a few inches before the man was crouching down in front of him. A hand grabbed at his own. Lampo opened his teary eyes to find G staring down at him with warm, sincere red eyes, unlike his raging, intimidating ones. G lightly yanked the boy to his feet, trapping him against his chest.

Lampo's felt his eyes widen like the size of dinner plates. He struggled under the man's hold, punching at his torso, stepping on the foot, anything. In the end, to no avail. "G, what-"

"Shh, Lampo, it's okay to let it all out," The storm guardian whispered.

Lampo felt his soul crack. He turned his face to the side, showing a completely horrified expression. The teenager went limp in other's hold, then his body turned to stone. Slowly, but surely, his body disintegraded away until he was a pile of dust.

Unfortunately, Lampo fainted once again.

...

Knuckle was away from the mansion that day; he was visiting the church he had been raised since his birth. He sat down a cushion in front of the shrine of the church. Two candles were placed in front of him, in the middle was a bowl with herbs.

He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes. With a calming breath, he quietly muttered the prayer under his breath. After the prayer was done, he opened his eyes and placed his hands on his lap.

A clap of thunder resounded outside then the sound of hard rain making contact with the roof. Taking a glance to the window on his left, he saw dark gray clouds forming. With a sigh, he stood and closed the window. He was the only person in this church, so he made preparations to fix himself a futon. Giotto wouldn't approve of him going out in a thunder storm.

The rattle of the door made him turn. Looks like the wind as picked up speed. The door rattled once again, this time with the door knob. Knuckle made his way over, barely reaching the door when it flew open with G stumbling in.

"G!"

The priest rushed over to help his friend stand. He led him over to the bench, eased him down and ran to close the doors. Once that was done, he stood in front of G with a worried expression. "G, are you alright? Were you attacked?"

The red-haired man shook his head in denial, shifting himself into a better position. Knuckle sat beside him, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Then what is it, G?"

G chuckled, startling the priest. He wiped the rain droplet from his face with his sleeve. Looking at his fellow comrade beside him, he smiled. "I couldn't let one of my friends stay out in a storm like this."

Knuckle blinked, then slowly nodded. "I was preparing to make myself comfortable for the night here."

G stood up, magically pulling out a bag from behind the bench. "Then in that case, I came prepared also!" He beamed. Knuckle sweatdropped.

Setting the bag on the wooden floor, he opened the bag and took out MANY items. Of all the things he took out, he brought out a table from the bag. Knuckle had this 'WTF' face, a stunned expression marring his face.

G placed the table down, next placing two chairs on either side. In a split second flat, the table was filled with freshly baked donuts, freshlt brewed tea, and many other cuisines. Pouring himself a cup, he motioned for Knuckle to take seat.

After a moments of silence, the priest shouted indiligently, "What is all this for?!"

G sipped from his tea cup, placed it down, then gave Knuckle a heartwarming smile. "Well, sharing is caring, is it not?" Gaping like a fish, the sun guardian thought he'd gone insane. Without a second thought, his eyes dropped in the back of his head. Had a demon possessed his fellow guardian?

Knuckle twitched uncomfortably in his seat, clutching at his cross necklace.

...

Daemon was arriving back from a solo mission and he was definitely tired. Making his way down the corridor, he passed a few maids but paid no heed to them. They seemed to whisper something, and he could feel their eyes on his back. Before he turned a corner, his ear caught onto their conversation.

"Did you know Master G has been asking for Master Daemon?"

Stopping in mid-step, he hid himself behind the corner he was about to pass. The maids, thinking he was gone, spoke to each other in a normal tone.

"What was that, Gabriella?"

"Master G has been asking for Master Daemon's prescence his leave."

"Oh, really? What for?"

"Master G looked quite eager, persay."

"Eager?"

"Yes, he has been fidgeting uncontrollably. Once I told him he hasn't returned yet, Master G pouted and left without another word."

"What? Master G pouted?!"

"Yes, it was absolutely adorable!" The maids giggled girlishly, continuing to ramble on about the red-haired man was handsome and stunning. Daemon rolled his eyes, taking his leave the second they started fangirling. He raised an eyebrow. What had G wanted with him of all people? And pouting? Don't be ridiculous!

Daemon sighed, he'll deal with this tomorrow. He just wanted to rest.

Just as he was about to open the door to his bedroom chamber, he heard a voice call out down the other end of the corridor. "Daemon!" Turning around, he was met face to face with the storm guardian breathing heavily.

"What is it?"

G leaned on the wall for support. When he didn't respond, Daemon asked again, "I've heard that you've been asking for me since I left for my mission."

He recieved an unexpected reaction from the man. G blushed, seemingly to fidget like what the maids had described. The red-haired man stuttered out a response, "W-well, I've b-been m-meaning to g-g-give you some-thing.."

Daemon reeled back in shock. Was this some form of illusion?

"U-uh, wait right here!" G took off in a blink of an eye and arrived an other second with something behind his back.

"I u-uh wanted to g-give you t-this," He hesitantly brought his hand out from behind this back. In his hand revealed a two layered chocolate cake with vanilla frosting, topped with raspberries. The cake did look delicious he had to admit.

Daemon coughed, trying to overcome his shock. "Ah, I see..."

G's blushed deepened, bowing his head. "Since I don't knkw when your birthday is, I figured I'd make one for you.." He looked up, smiling brightly.

"Happy Birthday, Daemon."

Daemon choked on his food, drinking his glass of water to allow the food to rush down his throat. He'd rather go blind than to see that.

...

Alaude didn't even want to think about it. Just seeing the looks on their faces, he knew he was in store for the scarring of his life.

G grumbled as he made his way to the brunet's guest room. Stupid flute-freak, he wasn't worried about the kid. He was just irritated he didn't come down to eat breakfast. He had them all waiting. Plus, he was pretty sure he was grumpy this morning.

But he had to admit, he had been worrying. Only a little.

'Yeah right, just admit it you've been worried if something happened to him.' His consicious snarked at him.

'Shut up, you don't know how I feel.'

'Hmph, just keeping lying to yourself then.'

G stopped in his tracks, thinking over the words. Tch, he is very aware of himself. Shaking his head, he continued his walk towards the kid's room. Once he reach the door, he knocked.

His ears met silence. He knocked again. Nothing.

Feeling a little jumpy, he grabbed the door knob. Thankfully, it was open. Hastily turning the knob, he entered the lightly dimmed room. His eyes immediately trailed to the bed. The sheets were hanging off the bed, but there was no kid!

Setting the tray on the only table in the room, he ran to window. Had someone kidnapped him? No, that wasn't possible. Vongola's sercuity was undeniably strict, the kid can't just simply disappear. Wait, the child just appeared out of nowhere.

Maybe he was able to appear as he pleased. No, that can't be. Still...

G sighed. Looking at the unfixed bed, he grabbed the end of the sheet and pulled. But something was blocking his way. With a grunt he walked to the other side of the bed, but what caught him by surprise was the brunet. He was tangled in the sheets, sleeping away.

All the fear that the storm garden had felt, fled away. Without realizing it, he breathed a sigh of relief. A gently picked up the bed and laid him on bed. Shaking his shoulder, G chuckled when the brunet groaned and opened his eyes.

Tsuna felt someone lightly shake his shoulder. Feeling kind of disturbed, he opened his eyes. His eyes widen in surprise. He definitely didn't not expect G to be the one to retrieve him, much less a child. "G-san," He said, still in a daze.

"Everyone was waiting for you at the table."

"What about you?" Tsuna asked, sitting up. G awkwardly shuffled his feet, looking anywhere but the brunet.

"I've been choosen to bring you your breakfast," G stated, gesturing to the tray sitting on the small table. Tsuna brightened at the sight of the food. He merrily skipped to the table, took a seat, and picked up the fork. He glanced at G and smiled. Patting the chair beside him, he offered, "Sit by me, G-san, it's pretty lonely all by myself."

G sighed. The storm guardian took the seat, leaning back to relax. He looked at the brunet who stuffed his mouth. He chuckled. Tsuna stopped to glance at the laughing man.

"Eh? G-san?"

Minimizing his laughter, he ruffled his hair. "You, are like Giotto when he was a kid."

Tsuna sputtered, quickly hiding it with a cough. "Giotto-san?"

"Yes," And then began the tales of their childhood years.

"G's been gone for a long time, hasn't he," Asari commented, looking at the door. They had just barely finished up breakfast, but their red-haired friend hasn't come back; his meal left untouched.

"The kid probably assassinated him without us knowing," Lampo suggested nonchalantly.

Giotto sputtered for a moment then cleared his throat. "Don't go claiming any unproven facts, Lampo," He scolded. G wouldn't be killed by a child, right?

"Why don't we go check on him?" Knuckle asked, already standing from his seat. Asari and Lampo followed as well. Giotto nodded, sighing mentally.

"What about you, Alaude, Daemon?" He looked at his two silent guardians.

"I have my own business to attend to."

"I'll be visiting Elena in the mean time."

The blonde just left it as that and left to the doors, the other three following behind him.

...

Crowding at the entrance of Tsuna's room, they knocked. Seconds passed and they knocked again. No answer.

"G? You in there?"

No answer.

"..."

"..."

"..You don't think he actually got assassinated, right?" Asari sweatdropped.

Giotto shook his head. "No, Asari, Lampo was just joking."

"Maybe he got beheaded for his octopus hair and sold at the nearest resturaunt?"

The Vongola boss sighed.

"Why don't we go check his bedroom?" Knuckle inquired.

They walked along the corridor, meddling in their own thoughts. Giotto, however, was actually almost considering Lampo's 'jokes'. But that wouldn't be possible, his hyper intuition would have warned him beforehand. Besides, G wouldn't swoop so low to easily get caught in those lines.

They arrived at G's chamber. Ready to knock, the tumble of feet echoed to the right of their position. A child's laughter followed after. "G-nii!"

"G-nii! Where are you~?" Tsuna sang, giggling at his childish feelings. He noticed the group of men standing in front of G's room. Running up to them, he asked, "Have you seen G-nii?"

"No we haven't. We happened to looking for him also," Giotto kindly replied. Tsuna's eyes seem to sparkle. He clutched at the hem of his ancestor's mantle.

"Then we can look for him together!" He cheered happily.

"Maa, are we playing hide-n-seek now?" Asari asked, feeling a bit giddy.

"Yare, yare, Lampo-sama has no time to be playing with brags."

"This will be a new experience for us, Lampo. You are going to extremely join us," Knuckle said, also getting excited. Lampo glanced at the two in slight surprise. He looked to his boss, who was shaking with excitment.

Giotto gave him an anticipating smile. "Relax Lampo, let's all have fun."

Lampo stared in horror. Without a warning, Knuckle and Asari each grabbed one of his arms and dragged him down the hall. Giotto looked at the brunet.

"Let's go find G, Tsu-kun!"

"Un!"

...

G expertly somersaulted over the cart a maid was pushing and gracefully landed in a crouch. Sprinting down the corridor, he turned to the left, bursting into the door in his path. He found himself in the library. It wasn't an ordinary library, this one was enormous. Rows and rows of bookcases filling one side of the room.

Dashing to that side, he sat himself down in one of the aisels, catching his breath. His heartbeat slowed down for the majority of the rest, but it was cut short when he heard the doors open quietly.

Straightening himself up to a standing position, he strained his ears to eavesdrop on the conversation.

"Why would G hide in here? I mean, there isn't much of a place to hide anywhere." Asari said.

"Trust me, he would try to hide, but he's light on his feet. At any possible minute, he will sneak pass us without us even knowing." Giotto's voice echoed.

"Woooow, you're very smart, mister," Tsuna said in amazement. With years of knowledge and experience, G just knew his best friend was flustered. He rolled his eyes.

"Eh, well, he's my best friend since childhood, I can read him like an open book," Giotto responded softly. Then he continued, "And mister makes me sound old, I'd prefer you call me Giotto."

"Gio-nii then."

Then silence. Peeking through the cracks of the books, he saw all the of guardians, sans Alaude and Daemon, all the entrance, slowly searching the library. Giotto had this dark blush on his cheeks. Forcing his laugh down his throat, he silently let out a breath, then manuvered his way around the bookcase.

"T-That's fine," Giotto stuttered, finally regaining his composure.

"Saa, let's look for G-nii then."

"Why do you call octopus-head, 'G-nii'?" G twitched, resisting the urge to sacrifice his hiding spot to knock the teenager over.

"Because G-nii is G-nii," Tsuna said, as if saying that will sum up everyone's answers. That seemed to stop the conversation between everyone. Seeing that they were slowly advancing to his spot, he hid behind the end of the aisel, fitting himself to look invisible.

On the other end of the aisel, Tsuna looked down both ways. Finding nothing he walked down to where G was hidden. The small, almost silent footsteps alerted him that Tsuna was closing in fast. Cursing mentally, he chose to dash down the the right of his aisel and onto the next.

Tsuna, barely but surely, saw a blur of something move on his right. Making a small run, he was at the end of the aisel but no one was there. Taking a right, he ran straight, keeping his eye on the right, searching the rows.

He suddenly stopped. His intuition nagged at him. Resting himself on the bookshelf, he tried to understand what it was trying to tell him.

G stiffened in his spot. He sensed the brunet behind him.

Tsuna also stiffened. He noticed as well.

A mere bookcase separated the two.

G held his breath. This felt more intense than hiding from the enemy. Close enough, but still. The storm guardian waited a few moments before he felt Tsuna leave, maybe to carry on his search. Making a cautious outlook for the child, he freed himself from his hiding spot when the coast was clear.

Just as he was about to turn the corner, someone jumped on his back.

"Found you, G-nii!"

Both of them tumbled to the floor in a heap.

Giotto and the others rushed over once they heard the loud thud to see G lifting himself off the floor, bringing Tsuna with him. Tsuna immediately latched onto him, clutching all his leg. "I had fun, G-nii," He muttered, relaxing.

G sprouted smiled, a genuine smile. He crouch down, ruffling the brunet's fluffy, untamable hair. "I did too, Tsuna."

The others gaped at the scene. Lampo choked on his salvia, maybe Asari was right; an emotional G was too much for him. Once again, he fainted thrice in a day. Knuckle snapped out of his daze and went to check over the teenager.

Asari smiled to himself, cheerfully saying, "G sure got attached to him surprisingly fast, right Giotto?"

Giotto chuckled, "Definitely." He made his way up to the two, a grin forming on his lips. "Getting comfortable, G?" His right-hand man had changed since Tsuna's arrival. He lightened up more so than his up-tight attitude. Not that he was insulting his friend, but it was the truth.

Startled, G stood and wrapped his left arm around the brunet, his right hand automatically reaching for his gun in a hidden compartment of his. He flushed when he saw his childhood friend standing there with an shit-eating grin. He scowled when his eyes met Asari's.

"Tch, where are you doing here?" He asked them all.

"Well, Tsu-kun here invited us to join the fun, and here we are," Giotto answered, a smirk replacing his grin. "Did you have fun, G?"

"Shut it," G spat, ignoring the looks on their faces.

Tsuna patted G's cheek, gaining not only his attention but the other's too. "G-nii, let's do that again sometime," He beamed, giving a cute smile. G was stunned to say in the least.

"Hm, maybe kiddo," Was his response after a moment.

"That's so sweet of you, G," Asari commented contently. G glared at him.

"This doesn't concern you, flute-freak."

"Wouldn't you let us join next time, G?" Knuckle suggested, lifting Lampo onto his shoulder.

"No."

"Aww, G, you just want to keep him all to yourself," Giotto pouted, a mischievous glint in his eyes. G sneered in his direction.

"Tch, whatever."

Turning his back, the red-haired man headed to the doors, leaving the others to follow after. They walked the corridors in silence, aside from Tsuna's childish blabbing about his adventure in an amusement park with his friends.

"...And Baka-Reborn made me go on the scary looking roller coaster," Tsuna pouted, internally feeling quite amusement about his behavior. He had been enjoying it a lot, maybe he should kick it up another notch. He grinned.

"Well, at least you made memories with your friends," Giotto lightly added.

Tsuna's eyes softened at the mention of his friends. "I consider them as my family, so as long as I'm with my family, every moment is something I cherish." Tsuna slightly blushed at his confession but smile brightly none the less.

Giotto was deeply warmed at the confession. "What do you see your family as?"

Tsuna blinked at the question then giggled. "Well, I wouldn't say they were the brightest crayon in the box, but they are my unique colors, my craziness, my determination." His eyes gave off a an intense orange glow before fading back to its soft brown color.

The guardians took notice but didn't say. Giotto chuckled, agreeing with his response mentally. Taking a step forward, he gesture the rest to floor. "Well, let's get you ready for supper."

Tsuna would have tripped if he were walking, but thankfully G was holding him. He looked at his ancestor in surprise. "It's supper already?"

"Why yes, Tsu-kun," His voice had a slight teasing tone to it.

"Oh," Tsuna relaxed into the storm guardian's hold. Well, he didn't exactly give the guardians a hard time. He'll for sure do it after supper.

...

A/N: Finished with chapter two! Had to think about it for a while, but here it is. Sorry if you were looking for a more exciting chapter, but forgive me, I had other options. But for sure, the next chapter will.

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