Hey! Sorry for taking so long to update. As I said earlier, this was just an experimental kind of thing ;) I think I have a rough idea what the next chapter's going to go, so that's good ^-^ Forgive me for the grammar/spelling mistakes. No spell check. Also, these chapters are mostly rough drafts. I invest a lot of time in them, I'm just not concerned enough to make them perfect c: (one day I probably will though).

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10th Squad 3rd Seat Yes, Hibari came. (lol sexual innuendo right there) No fic can be complete without him...in my view. ;D Thank you thank you. But Yamamoto and Gokudera were supposed to be sexy too ;_; maguro-maki Yup. Think of all the evil things he has planned xD HiKaRi-ChIbI Haha thank you. And yes. Hibari has the ultimate soft spot for Tsuna. PoisonAndSugar Haha thank you - and I love those type of stories; when the protagonist shows off all their badassery and proves everyone wrong ^-^; pinkypick23 Aww, thanks. And the bullies are already jealous with Tsuna ;) Chocolate and caramel Thank you, and I hope you realize I'm a dudette ;D. I did not read 'Class Reunion' prior to writing this though. This was sitting in my docs waiting to be edited a long time before I actually posted ;3 I know! And I think Kyoko being a mist ring user has to do with a game xD But it's where I got the majority of the canon things I have in here. Taira-keimei ikr? You should make one ^-^; And my bad if you already have. It's been a while since I updated this, after all. TYL Tsuna.../yum. Anello di Tempesta Yup, already did so in this chapter c: I know. I love when the protagonist gets back at their enemies. Labyrinth'Rozetta Haha go ahead! /encouragement. I know. I'm sad that they cut Naito out of the anime ;( Sadly, I don't think we're ever going to TYL!Tsuna's face ._. 1827 forever. FOREVER. ;) CH0C0CANDYZ Haha Reboyama for the lulz. ;) Helli Sorry -srs face- All of my fics are yaoi. Except for the genderbenders. I hope you're okay with that ^-^; nyanko1827 Thanks! Zigolo's fiction is pretty awesome, isn't it? ^-^ Tristitia13 Thank you ! I know...poor Naito T^T I've read your story by now (several days after I posted this one up), and I must say, you did a nice job ^-^ Baby Butler Haha, I've been getting a lot of that ;) Zigolo's fiction is quite awesome. And yes. +1 to Naito. stormypeach1396 I know? But I don't want an overabundance of these fics either, because there's only so many ways to make it original :c loveanimes1996 Thank you ^-^ And I apologize. I really am terribly sorry ^-^; It's like I can get a wonderful jump headstart on a fic, get it rolling, then another story idea comes and takes its place. Sigh. /needs to break free of the cycle. Arienna Natalihtha Haha c: It's not a one-shot. It's multi-chap ;3 That was just a cliffhanger xD And nope. I'm pretty sure they shipped Ryohei x Hana in anime, but I can't say the same for the manga. That's a pairing that's crazy, but I somehow think it's sensible; conflicting personalities, but each person has what the other needs. Crap that was sappy. Shinigami Maria Thank you ;) And sorry, there was a reason why I didn't spend paragraphs on their descriptions (trust me, been there, done that, didn't have a good ending). skepsis66 xD Thanks. Reboyama = win. Darkened Fire Dragon Lol thank you! And I know? I tried to deviate from Zigolo's fic, but some things just have to stay, ne? Kitsu3 Thank you! And oh crap, I completely forgot that Mochida was a senpai xD Thanks for telling me, but I think it's a bit too late to change things D: reviewer Thank you. I love honest reviews like yours. I plan on being more descriptive...when I can remember. ^-^ Blueberryxn Yes, this isn't just a oneshot ^-^ Thank you ;) XienRue It was good, wasn't it? C: Hibari = win. Especially 1827. Thanks! AnimexxLover1827 Haha nope, it's multi-chap. Thank you!

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Tsuna paled like the rest of the class who remembered the Satan substitute, but he regained his composure quickly.

"W-Why are you here, Reborn?" And in baby form, no less. They had found a cure for the Arcobaleno curse—he would know, he nearly died in the process, not to mention upsetting the Tri-Ni-Sette balance and having to find something to replace it—but that was a story for another time. Reborn should be in his adult form, although the debonair liked to occasionally switch back to his baby form, (how the hell was that even possible?) usually for his own amusement. Besides, what was up with the stuttering? He hadn't stuttered like that for years (unless you counted the times when he was with...during...in...bed).

"Reborn's here?" Hayato scanned the room for a tall, brooding, fedora-wearing hitman, but he sighted none. Yamamoto followed suit, his search turning up fruitless as well.

Tsuna sweatdropped. Oh...right. They never recognize Reborn when he's in one of his disguises. He was opening his mouth to comment when he moved swiftly to dodge a piece of chalk. His guardians matched his movements, their trigger fast reflexes causing Hayato to catch the harmless piece of chalk whilst Yamamoto had his hand on the handle of his bamboo-turned-sword—his signature Shigure Kintoki.

Reborn smirked as he felt a feeling akin to pride swell up in his chest.

Meanwhile, everyone else was staring open-mouthed at the exchange, which had happened almost too fast for their eyes to catch. It was like a blink-and-miss.

"It's Reboyama to you," Reborn said, a hint of irritation in his voice. Tsuna gulped but nodded obediently.


Osamu shivered as he suddenly remembered why the infant had looked so similar. They had met during the Parent's Participation Day, and when he stood up to voice a protest, he was promptly knocked out with a piece of chalk. He scowled when he saw that Tsuna had just faced the same situation but hadn't been harmed in the least—oh no, he had to dodge it like he was the shit or something, which he wouldn't tolerate, because there could be only one boss. It didn't matter to him. Dame-Tsuna will stay Dame-Tsuna to him.

After watching Dame-Tsuna and his groupies bow politely to Nezu-sensei (such a suck-up), he watched them with a critical eye, smirking as he saw that his target was heading down his row. Nonchalantly, he stuck out a foot.

Tsuna felt a split second of indecision before choosing to ignore the fact that he saw the appendage.

Osamu smirked as he felt the brunet connect with his foot. Instead of sprawling in an unsightly mess on the floor like he had intended him to, Tsuna managed to lurch gracefully (how the fuck was that possible?) in front of a desk, his hands gripping the sides of wood to prevent himself from leaning into Suzuki Shiori, who had the good luck to witness Tsuna's face up close. Said woman almost fainted from the sudden assault of pheromones.

"I apologize, Suzuki-san. It seems that I'm still a little clumsy." Tsuna offered an apologetic smile as he continued on to his seat.

Several glares were directed at Osamu at that moment. One—Gokudera Hayato. Two—Yamamoto Takeshi, though he didn't look like he was at all with the nosebleed-inducing grin he had plastered on his face. He just had a feeling that the former baseball star already thought up to sixteen ways to strangle him with his tie despite his cheery demeanor. Three—though his gaze was more pitying—Reboyama. And four—for a reason he couldn't fathom—Hibari Kyouya. The male quailed under the fierce killing intent projected from the four.


Reborn seemed to disappear somewhere after he whispered something in Dohachiro's ear, who nodded his head. As the teacher droned on about them reaching their dreams or something vague like that, Tsuna held back a yawn. Hibari was sending him not-so-subtle looks that meant something along the lines of You herbivore, what were you thinking, sending me to this pointless meeting? I'll bite you to death as soon as this is over.

Tsuna suppressed a chuckle when he saw Hibari's expression. To anyone else, they would've seen his default face—stoic, indifferent, blank.

Tsuna had long since learned to read Hibari's emotions. The set of his eyebrows and slight twitch of his upper lip signaled that he was frustrated, and possibly bored enough to kill some unsuspecting "prey." This was coming from the person who was so obstinately keen on enforcing Namimori's rules and loved his school to death. Shows that some people actually do change with time. He rested his chin against his hand, unintentionally making some girls sigh with the act. Well, he considered Namimori to be a sentimental place as well. It was where he met his guardians, after all.

He instinctively tensed when the lights flicked off, only to relax his body a half second later when he sensed no threat. The Namimori anthem came on a beat later, and the huge flat screen that must've been carted in during the time he was zoning out lit up with 1-B's class picture.

He smiled when he saw Hibari lean the slightest bit forward in his chair. Old habits always did die hard.

The class picture faded out with a close up of Yamamoto in his element replacing it. The picture was surprisingly good, catching the baseball right before it would blast past the fence for one of his famed home runs. The formerly quiet classroom now filled with excited chatter, several of the men clapping Yamamoto on his back with nostalgic smiles on their faces.

Tsuna smiled as he saw his rain guardian begin to loosen up again. Being in the mafia was taxing; breaks were few (if any) and far in between. Gokudera could easily provoke grins from Yamamoto, but since Gokudera was Gokudera, the other guardians were at a huge disadvantage.

The next picture to show on the slide was one of the proud, right-hand man. It was a surprisingly candid shot, a cigarette secured expertly between his fingers as he stared into the baseball field. For some reason, the storm guardian flicked the end of this tie—he always did that when he was nervous or embarrassed. Yamamoto raised a brow when he caught sight of the picture, but his smile was deliriously happy.

The succeeding pictures were of their classmates and some of the extreme boxing club's leader; surprisingly, there were also 5 or so shots of the oh-so-elusive Hibari (the photography club must have been pretty damn determined). The ex-prefect had gritted his teeth when he saw them. Tsuna knew his lover's tendencies of keeping to himself, but he could hardly see the problem. Most of the pictures were blurred, except for a very clear one of him sleeping on the roof with Hibird. While Tsuna thought that was absolutely adorable, Hibari was busy silencing the fangirls with his glare and discreetly sharpening his tonfas to bite the storm and rain guardians to death after the reunion was over. Gokudera and Yamamoto could barely keep the mirth out of their eyes.

There were certain people in the room that were waiting for Tsuna's old pictures to show—they could finally get back on their favorite subject then—making fun of Dame-Tsuna.

However, things didn't go as they planned. Jaws dropped as they saw a close up of Tsuna, hands holding chopsticks with a sushi roll halfway to his mouth.

They…they didn't remember Dame-Tsuna being that…cute. Tsuna felt a blush slowly warming his cheeks when heads from every direction swiveled to him. The photographer…they definitely did something to make him look more feminine on film. He didn't need to see Hibari's smirk. He could feel it, the sheer smugness emanating from him.


"Well, I have to say you were incredibly cute ten years ago," Hibari said, nonchalantly fixing his tie. The Decimo's head jerked up. They had been talking about the reunion a lot lately. Or rather, Tsuna had been trying to convince his lover to go.

"What?" It had been a gradual change, but eventually Hibari had become quite the talkative person (as talkative as a man of few words could get) under the right circumstances—taunting enemies to their death, taunting his guardians into fighting with him, taunting Mukuro into the 5398590235th battle…or maybe a better word would be manipulated. He manipulated Tsuna into fighting him, manipulated him into bed, manipulated the Decimo until he was under him, almost writhing in pleasure with every rock of their hips.

Tsuna blushed. He wasn't supposed to be thinking about that when there was this much paperwork to do. Sometimes Hibari's bluntness…just caught him off guard. This was one of those times.

Hibari stalked over to his boss, engaging the brunet in an abrupt, passionate kiss.

"Wait…Kyouya, I need to finish this," Tsuna said with a catch in his voice as he forced himself to break free. Damn conscience.

"Of course, you're still cute now," Hibari murmured as he watched his lover flush when he trailed his hands lower. "It's just that your ten-year-younger self was ridiculously cute. I was convinced you were a girl half of the time."

Tsuna jerked indignantly away, swallowing the moan that resulted from the movement. "I did not look like a girl!" he protested.

"Oh?" There's that smirk on his face again, the one that promised indescribable lust and pleasure. "Prove it to me."

…He…was manipulated, once again.


"Shut up Kyouya," Tsuna muttered under his breath. Not everyone one looked like a freaking Adonis when they were in middle school. On the other hand…Kyouya had looked sort of feminine in that roof shot. But the whispers his cloud guardian had received (and promptly quieted) were nothing compared to his.

Tsuna breathed a sigh of relief when the slide show finally cut off and the lights flickered back on. However, there were still plenty of curious and appraising glances sent his way. He shifted uncomfortably. He was used to raw tension so thick that you could cut if with a knife, and experienced it at least monthly in mafia meetings, but he wasn't accustomed to people looking at him like…that. He was used to dealing with civilians, but he was often under the cover of either Mukuro's or Chrome's illusions.

Everyone jumped when the door slammed open.

"I'm back, my stupid students."