Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn or any of the characters. I only own this fanfic, so don't arrest me.

Thank you to MyMelody1942 for going over this chapter with me and preventing a tragedy! If you consider using was rather than were as a tragedy. Either way, thanks, my friend!

"Well done Tsunami! Your finer flame control is almost at my level by now! Plus, your spell-casting is at a rather high quality as well. I'm quite proud of how you don't even need incantations up to the 3rd tier spells, and even then, you can still shorten them. Plus, you're 1st tier spells, are powerful enough to level one of the Terra continents by now. 500 more years and you'll have them down with wordless incantations as well!"

She smiled gently at her papa's enthusiasm. When she had decided to take up Magic lesson's after completing her martial arts styles, he had been ecstatic. He had already taught her 10th tier spells, such as basic cleaning, eating, and healing small cuts and bruises, but up until then, she hadn't shown any interest in moving any farther along in her lessons. Her sudden change of mind was because she had already learned martial arts, was a certifiable genius in all academic subjects, and was rather… bored. Thus, she approached him for lessons. Despite his usually childish personality, he became quite serious during lessons, and was an excellent teacher. Thanks to her eidetic memory, she had committed every spell in the library to memory, though that didn't mean she could actually use them all yet. That part took time and effort. Anyways, at this point she could cast most spells with nothing more than grabbing a bit of her magic and putting a bit of intent behind it.

After only 5 years of hard learning, at which point she was about 80, she had managed to summon her flame. She could have done it earlier, however, she later found out that he had actually put a seal on her flames when he first found her. It was a special kind though, and still allowed her flames to grow and didn't stunt her development, it simply kept them from escaping. This essentially forced her body to continuously sustain more and more flames, as since they couldn't be released, she had about 80 years of flames stuck within her, and considering the massive amount she constantly generated, by the end of those years, she had a massive flame capacity (enough to cast 50 1st tier spells without breaking a sweat) along with an control over them that had become natural thanks to her body having to control and regulate those flames as they continuously built up. When the seal had begun breaking down, she had gotten a severe fever and fallen unconscious for a week. He had been forced to put her behind 10 of the most powerful barriers lightning magic had to offer (layered, one after another) because when the seal completely broke, flames that could have easily wiped out all of Terra poured forth. By the time it was over, he was exhausted, she was exhausted, and they were both extremely hungry.

Anyways, a year after she had begun practicing with her flames and magic, he had given her a ring (she would only discover it was one of the mysterious S-class Vongola Rings much, much later) and began preparing her for familiar creation. When asked why they were creating rather than summoning one, he looked at her and said, "A summoned familiar is close to maximum compatibility with you, if done right. A created one however, is perfectly attuned to you. After all, it was developed from your very own magical core."

When she created her familiar, the whirling mass of flames that appeared had astonished her, while her papa just smirked at her confusion. When the flames condensed into an adorable lion cub with a flaming mane, she had stared for a few seconds, before her feminine senses had taken over, and she ran over to it and began cuddling it with cries of, "oh-my-pasta, you are soooo CUTE! I think I'll call you Natsu" This was the start of a beautiful friendship. After a few more years, they had discovered that Natsu had the ability to switch between his more combat-savvy adult form, and his (KAWAII!) cub form, which was rather skillful in regards to support.

Anyways, back to the present. Tsunami was indulgently smiling at her over-excited papa, when her intuition started warning her of someone approaching. This was unexpected, considering no one had ever visited the library in all 195 years of her life, however, her intuition was never wrong, and ignoring it was generally the height of foolishness.

She held a finger up to quiet his excited ramblings, and narrowed her eyes in the direction that the feeling came from. He quieted immediately and glanced in the direction that she was looking at. Meanwhile, Tsunami focused her senses. Her ears twitched and stood up even more than usual as she made good use of her heightened hearing. The light and graceful footsteps gave away the strangers training, really, anyone with normal hearing wouldn't hear so much as a rustle of leaves. Generally, she could feel the changes in the wind and vibrations in the Earth, or if that failed, she could at least sense their presence, however, this person was so skilled that if not for her intuition, she wouldn't be aware of them until they were right there.

Despite all the things that should make her wary of them, her intuition told her they were no threat, not to mention that she didn't sense so much as a modicum of harmful intent coming from the area. Thus she quickly relaxed, gave her papa a brief nod to show that it was fine, before sitting down. As she relaxed, she allowed her wings to spread out and stretch, and the sun hit them so they seemed to burn with the fire of the morning sky. Even the old wizard, used to such magnificence, couldn't help but stare in awe of the burning colors that seemed alive with fire in the light. Of course, this was when the person who had been making his way there arrived.

Reborn had been expecting someone weak. After all, who would need a guard if they could take care of themselves. He figured that perhaps they would be a bit plain, small, scrawny, and weak. A spoiled brat believing herself to be the center of the world. Someone who he could certainly enjoy tortu- er, tutoring along the trip. However, as he arrived in the clearing, he would have waved all his expectations good-bye as they flew out the window, if not for the fact that he was frozen in awe. Of course, as he was Reborn, none of this showed on his face as he stood there cooly, acting as if there were plenty of other things he could be doing that were far more important. However, even he was hard pressed to keep up this pretense at the sight before him, which any healthy young male would know to appreciate.

A girl lay in the clearing, head tilted slightly back, and eyes half closed as she enjoyed the warmth pouring over her. Her orange, cat-like eyes burned with an inner-brilliance that, if turned upon a lesser man, would surely freeze him in his place. A pert nose that seemed perfect for her features, and full rose-tinted lips that would surely draw the attention of many. (papa: I TOLD YOU SO! My poor baby, papa will protect you from hormonal boys!/Lupa: You do realize that you can't leave the library, and will only communicate through a device, right?/papa: TT-TT)Golden tanned skin practically shined with youth and vitality, smooth and flawless, broken only by a few scars that were undoubtedly well-earned, judging by her lithe, cat-like physique, all sinewy muscle and graceful curves. Hair, the color of melted dark chocolate with streaks of gold and natural crimson splayed around her, shining with health and volume, likely reaching her waist if she was standing at her full height, which appeared to be a petite 5 feet tall. She had curves in all the right places, a filled-out hourglass figure, yet not so much that it was too much for her small body. All-in-all, a figure that might as well have been an artist's sculpture, it was so well-proportioned.

Her features were so distracting that it took him a moment to realize the extra appendages that were tacked on, at which even Reborn himself couldn't help but widen his eyes the slightest bit. A pair of wolf ears, gleaming gold and tiger-striped with vibrant crimson perched as though they belonged there (which they did) even twitching every so often, moving so as to catch even the slightest sounds. The fluffy tail behind her, of the same design as her ears, slowly waved back and forth in a relaxed manner. He couldn't help but wonder how soft it would be if he tried to pet it, and then realized that he was a bit out of it. However, what truly drew his attention, were the magnificent wings spread above her, colored like a flaming sunrise, they spanned about 12 feet, and catching the dying light of the sun as they did, seemed to burn with an internal fire.

The process of categorizing her features, and getting over the shock of the fact that, a) she was breathtakingly beautiful, even to him, who had been in the presence of many a fine woman, b) she had wolf-ears and a tail, obviously real and not just some teenage fashion statement, and finally, c) she had the wings of a Cielo inhabitant, of which there were very few left, and not just any, either, the feathers were so beautiful, and colors so vibrant, that she obviously contained a ridiculous amount of power, not to mention her flames were likely even purer than Giotto's, took around thirty seconds.

At this point, she finally glanced over at him, and gave him a small, gentle smile, which made him quickly realize that if he wanted to succeed in guarding her, he would have to keep her from giving anything more than that in public, as, if a small smile was like that… His job would be more difficult than he expected.

She stood up, and he took note of her graceful movements that reminded him of the very wind itself, proving the fact that she had trained extensively in something.

Walking over to him, she quietly said, in a voice that quickly made him decide speaking in public is also not advised, "It is a pleasure to meet you, welcome to The Library (capital letters intentional) Mr…?"

"Chaos," he said, smirking, "the name's Reborn."

"Reborn, yes?" She smiled a bit as he nodded, and continued in her melodious voice that would get her molested by any acne-infested future drug dealer of questionable morals who may be passing by at the time. "Would you like to come in to discuss whatever order of business you may have?"

He simply nodded, doing his best to stay in character in the face of such a person. As she turned to go inside, she briefly asked what drink he would prefer, to which he (of course) responded with Espresso. As he watched her go back into the building, he unconsciously relaxed. Before turning to the man beside him, and, in a warning tone, simply saying, "Iemitsu…"

The man (now known as Iemitsu) held up his hands defensively, bluntly saying, "It's hard to describe her, so I though that just letting you see for yourself would be the best option. However, before we go back in, there are a few things you should know in order to properly be her guard. First off, despite her genius-level intellect on par with Einstein himself, she is incredibly naive and oblivious to her attractiveness, so much so that it astounds even me."

Reborn nodded, this was indeed important to know, as she could get herself into all sorts of situations if she was unaware of the fact that males, from hormonal young boys to creepy old men, would be doing their best to lead her into a dark secluded corner in order to do something that any father would take as a sign of a great opportunity to take down the shotgun in the closet and pump the fool with lead.

"Second, while she may seem overly-polite and respectful at the moment, this is only one of her, and I quote, 'defenses against getting my head chopped off because I didn't recognize the Emperor of China in the street and was impolite, disregarding the fact that China essentially no longer exists', basically, as soon as she gets comfortable with your presence, she'll be making snarky comments at every opening you give, and even most of the ones that you don't."

At least it'll be interesting… was the only thought Reborn gave. After all, he had been feeling a bit awkward in the presence of such formality, considering his usual approach, and would be glad to be able to comfortably make death threats as per usual.

"Anyways, the rest of her quirks, you'll just have to find out on your own while traveling with her, so let's go inside, after all, my darling daughter is a genius in the kitchen." He proclaimed proudly with sparkles and a pink aura around him. Reborn just stared blankly at the mysterious occurrence, wondering how such a thing even happened, before deciding to ignore it and continuing on to the library.

Several minutes later, Reborn was starting to regret staying out here with Iemitsu. Tsunami had already passed through like a tidal wave (Lupa:Get it?), setting out snacks and tea for Iemitsu, and saying his Espresso would be ready in just a moment. That however, wasn't the problem. Rather, it was the fact that, ever since he had started eating, the pink aura from before had increased dramatically, and there were now cartoonish flowers and sparkles flying around. It was seriously scaring him.

Just as he was considering the pros and cons of getting out while he still could, Tsuna returned, carrying a faded yellow ceramic mug with steam rising from it. As she gently set the cup down in front of him, even Reborn couldn't keep a lid on his emotions (this is his favorite drink after all) at the piece of heaven in front of him. It was a brown so dark it was nearly black, with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles on top. Chocolate swirled around the top, and the bitter aroma rising from it in the form of steam might as well have been from heaven itself. He tried to keep his emotions off his face the best he could, however, at the first cautious sip, his eyes widened in shock (at the deliciousness) before becoming half-lidded with pleasure. Relaxing, he took slow, measured sips, savoring the flavors that washed across his tongue. So enraptured in the taste, he didn't even notice her sitting beside him again, until he set the empty mug down and registered the scent of melted chocolate and clean snow (at this point, he decided that she just couldn't go out in public. What's the point of a disguise hiding her appearance if her very scent makes passing people of questionable morals want to jump her).

He turned to look at her, arched an eyebrow, and, as she had earned (a little of) his respect (through the espresso), decided not to give her an insulting nickname. Although, depending on her actions, that could change.

He decided to start the conversation with gathering a bit of information, after all, knowledge is power. "Do you know why I'm here?"

She looked at him for a moment, and, seeming to decide something, relaxed her previously stiff position, apparently deeming him not a threat (for the moment). "No, although I think that I can make an educated guess, considering how papa has been acting like the cat that caught the canary since last night."

"Mou~ Tsu-Tsu~ papa is just excited about my little girl growing up and finally going out into the world! Of course, papa is taking measures to be sure you'll be safe throughout it!" He proclaimed, though his exuberant demeanor didn't hide the sly gleam in his eye.

Tsunami looked at him carefully for a moment, before suddenly, the pieces snapped into place, and she realized just what he had planned. She glanced between him and Reborn, eyes slowly narrowing, before turning a hard look on Iemitsu. "Papa, did you, by any chance, think that you could go behind my back and call some poor unsuspecting soul to guard me. Although, admittedly, I don't think this fellow is poor, nor unsuspecting, rather, I'd say it's more like he's giving off vibes that say, 'there are plenty of things I'd like to be doing, and this isn't one of them.' So how, exactly, did you manage to convince someone like that, to do something like guard a young girl? I hope you have a good answer, papa."

Iemitsu smiled nervously, sweat dropping at the dark aura that she seemed to be giving off. "Ah, Tsunami-chan, you know it's just because you're my precious daughter and- where did you get that butter knife…" he started cautiously backing up "scusemegottagosomethingIjust remembereddon'tlookformeseeyouinamonth!" By the time he had finished, he had already grabbed all his possessions and teleported away.

She blinked a couple times, then tch-ed, as despite his idiotic demeanor, he was still very good at what he did, and thus she was unable to trace his magic signature in order to find him. Sighing she turned back to Reborn, who had watched the entire scene with an amused smirk on his face. Glancing down at the empty mug resting on the table before him, her manners quickly overrode any previous irritation, and she asked whether he would like some more, at which he answered with an affirmative.

As she moved to the kitchen, this time, she was followed. Reborn, after all, was not the type to sit around with nothing to do. An absent flick of her fingers had the tray up and floating behind them as they moved to the kitchens.

As she moved around preparing another cup of the bitter beverage he enjoyed, she continued the conversation from before they were interrupted by the foolishness that followed. "So, Reborn, how exactly did he convince you to babysit me, afterall, you really don't seem the type to me, though I suppose looks can be deceiving."

"I owed him a favor."

"Ah, I see." She replied, giving him a sympathetic glance. After all, favors were nothing to make light of, as they were bound in magic.

"Indeed. Although, judging from how things are going so far, this might be a bit more interesting than I originally anticipated."

At this point, she finished preparing the second cup, and had also placed a small bottomless well charm on it, so that he wouldn't run out quite as fast as before. Handing it to him, he gave her a small nod of gratitude in reply, before once again sipping on the drink.

Sitting down, she stared at him carefully, narrowing her eyes slightly in concentration. He was so focused on the espresso that it took a moment to realize that she was staring at him intently. He arched a brow in question.

Blinking a couple times, she simply said, "I'm trying to figure it out."

"Figure what out?"

"How you manage to look so suave and elegant while relaxing in an old kitchen chair. It's a mystery I must solve."

He smirked a little at the indirect compliment that she didn't even realize she had given, and responded with, "it takes many years of going to various social events filled with judgemental idiots to be able to do everything with poise and grace." He said sagely.

"I see…" she nodded thoughtfully in response.

"Anyways, since we have all this straightened out, when exactly do you plan to leave, and what transportation?"

"I'll have everything ready by tomorrow, and my daily exercises should be done by 5:00, so we'll probably be ready to go by 7:00, considering time for breakfast and double checking that everything is taken care of. As for transportation, naturally, we'll be going by lion."

"I see, that sounds good," he replied shortly, turning back to his coffee. However, as he was about to take a sip, he realized that there was something odd about her previous statement.

Turning and raising an eyebrow (he felt like he was doing that a lot lately) he said, (because Reborn doesn't ask) "going by lion?"

"Of course. Since you don't have wings, the only option is travel by lion-back."

"You… have a lion."

"Of course, Natsu is my familiar. He's truly wonderful! He's even faster than my maximum speed of 90 miles per hour, and can keep it up longer as well. Plus, his fur is really soft, so it's comfortable." She said cheerfully, sounding as though it was perfectly natural to have a lion that is even faster than 90mph, and even allows you to ride it. He was beginning to realize that Iemitsu hadn't been exaggerating when he said she was naive to the ways of the world.

"I should probably warn you now, most people would either be afraid if you came to town on a lion, either that or they would try to capture him."

"Why?"

"Because, people are stupid."

"I see." She said, nodding sagely as though this answer revealed all. Perhaps it did. Who knows at this point. "So it'll be fine if we stop a mile from the town and walk the rest of the way, right?"

He nodded thoughtfully at this idea. "Yes, that should work just fine, though, where would he go while we're in town?"

"He could just go into his cub form and pretend to be a stuffed toy. Either that or go into the ring, although he usually prefers not to do that."

"Ring?"

"Yes, as my familiar, he can go into a kind of stasis form in which he is still aware of his surroundings. Like that, he takes on the appearance of a ring."

"That could be useful…" He said, nodding thoughtfully.

"Either way though, we'll be here until tomorrow, so feel free to look around, or just relax, I'll show you your room, and dinner will be at 7:00." At this, she stepped out into the staircase, and spreading her wings (which Reborn once again took a moment to examine) flew into the air with a single downstroke. Within moments, she was on the 100th floor (he would later discover her maximum flight speed was actually 210 miles per hour) where the guest bedrooms were. Alighting on the railing, she sat and looked down at him, smiling and giving a little wave. He smirked, amused at her attempt to poke fun at him, before beginning the walk up at a relaxed pace. He could have been there within thirty seconds, however, he thought he might as well make her wait.

At this point, both of them had one thought in common.

This is going to be interesting.

A/N - Lupa here! I'm back again with the next chapter. I'll go ahead and say it now, updates won't be this frequent once I've gotten deeper into the story, however, at the moment posts will be pretty frequent.

Also, thank you to my reviewer. When I got it I was in the church van on my phone, and as soon as I read it I started jumping around and screaming, so everyone gave me odd looks and then pretended they didn't know me, except my friends, who told me to calm down and be quiet. I told them they didn't understand the feeling of getting a review.

Have a nice life!

~Lupa Altre