A/N: Hello, it's me again. Also, Eid Mubarak to all Muslim readers!

I marked this as complete but the inspirations keep coming out of nowhere. This might be the last chapter for Baby Blues and I have an idea for a back story but I don't know if I should write it ._.

I forgot to explain some things in the previous chapter. The idea for the tattoo was inspired by Gene Coffey's cow skull tattoo. He used poppies but I replaced them with red geraniums which mean either comfort or stupidity. G̶e̶t̶ ̶i̶t̶?̶ ̶S̶t̶u̶p̶i̶d̶ ̶C̶o̶w̶,̶ ̶H̶A̶H̶A̶H̶A̶. Also, geraniums can grow anywhere and anytime. (Stubborn, af)


Lambo, Age 31

It had been a while since Lambo was summoned by the 10-Year Bazooka so it was nostalgic to go back in time to see his family. He had forgotten about the 10-Year Bazooka revamp so he was pleasantly surprised. They mostly looked the same but the stress of parenthood had changed his brothers and sisters. I-Pin and Fuuta had gotten married and started a family of their own, too. The Tsuna of his current timeline was complaining about white hairs the other day, it was tough handling two kids and being a Mafia Boss at the same time. It's amazing how a lot can change in ten years.

He nearly laughed out loud at Tsuna's scandalized expression when the brunet's eyes zeroed in on his love bites. His older brother never got to used to it even from way back with his first boyfriend.

The guardian vaguely recalled that day when he time traveled into the future. For weeks, he was giddy with happiness over the fact that he was living together with his boyfriend ten years down the road. He couldn't stop daydreaming about the faceless man and him cuddling on the bed or cooking together in the kitchen. At times, he would picture the house in his mind, hoping to find some clues on who his lover was. He had the opportunity to explore his future home back then but he didn't think to snoop around more as he was intrigued by the mysterious creature that the terrarium housed.

A reptile that loved to climb. Thankfully, there were many others besides snakes. He had researched on it afterwards as it was bugging him.

He crossed his arms and sighed, "I can't believe I thought that I'd willingly live with a snake."

The branches shook and a few leaves rustled before a flash of green jumped up and perched itself on the edge of the glass tank. The little creature flicked its tongue out, gazing at him with smiling eyes.

"You're an idiot, that's why," a voice came from behind him.

"Yare yare," he turned to face his lover, "Why in the world did the two of you hide from me?"

"For fun, of course," he could see a glint of amusement in the man's eyes, "And I didn't hide. You're just too oblivious to your surroundings, isn't that right, Leon?"

The little green chameleon leapt onto the hitman's shoulders and blinked, agreeing with its owner.

Lambo begged to differ, Reborn was definitely hiding. He was standing by the wardrobe picking out clothes to wear when Lambo had stepped out of the adjoining bathroom.

"How'd you manage to take all our pictures down in just a few seconds?"

There were at least five in their bedroom, a large one hanging above their bed and the other four were placed on the shelves. Those four were taken when they went on holidays which were actually missions that didn't need too much work. Reborn's services were high in demand and he received jobs from all over the world. Sometimes, Lambo would go along with him. From Europe, to America and Asia, the guardian had the chance to trot around the globe with his boyfriend. He had four more continents to conquer and he planned to do that before he turned 40.

The photo that hung over the bed was a candid shot taken by I-Pin during Reborn and Tsuna's joint birthday party. They were seated at an empty table with at least a few chairs in between them, both glancing at each other with small and secretive smiles amidst the hustle and bustle of the party. They were barely together for a year and not many people knew about the two of them. His best friend was very smug when she showed him the photo, boasting how she managed to catch them off guard which was true in Lambo's case. However, his boyfriend was not fazed by it. He knew that she had snapped the picture. Instead of blowing up a decent photo, he insisted on enlarging that one for reasons Lambo will never know. He had learnt not to question the hitman's eccentricities and just go with the flow.

Reborn's lips quirked up at the corners, "I'm not known as the greatest hitman in the world for nothing."

Show off.

Lambo rolled his eyes and moved past the man to check on his soup. He was starving and Nana's cooking had him salivating for the whole five minutes. Unfortunately, he had to make dinner for the two of them tonight as the Sawadas were having a joint trip with Kyoko's parents.

Years after he had moved in with Reborn, they still had the habit of sitting down at the table to have dinner with the family. Living ten minutes away from the Sawada Household allowed them to do so and the two of them would stroll back to their house afterwards. I-Pin too was looking to buy the house behind the Sawada Household once the family living there moves to another state. Her son was especially excited to stay close to them because he had Tsuna's children to play with. She planned on enrolling him into the pre-school Tsuna's kids attended.

Which reminds him, he had to pick Tsuna's kids up from Ryohei and Hana's apartment tomorrow. Usually, Lambo would have been tasked to babysit them but he was away on a mission the past few days. His older brother requested for him to look after his children because the Sun guardian's place was too far from their kindergarten. The unofficial reason was because Hana was not too keen on having little kids in their home. She had graciously volunteered because they were her best friend's children and she was also technically their aunt, having married Ryohei.

"Wake me up early tomorrow. The Shoo Shoo Hag will nag at me if I'm late," he turned to his boyfriend, "Please don't kick me, my bum is a bit sore."

Stupid Reborn and his insatiable appetite. Although he can't be a hypocrite because he was the same.

"I have other ways," the words were suggestively spoken in his ear and lips lightly brushed over the tips of his ears.

Lambo felt a slight stirring in his lower region but deliberately ignored it, not rising up to the bait. He pushed the man away and brought the soup over the the table, snickering at the annoyed look on his lover's face. Regrettably for the hitman, his hunger took priority over everything else. Nevertheless, he looked forward to the next morning.


As they laid in bed, Lambo couldn't help but think about what his boyfriend thought that day when he described his future house and talked about his supposed boyfriend. Now that he thought about it, the cologne and the hair products were the biggest giveaway. He knew nobody else who used such high end grooming products. Kusakabe-san maybe but he was too devoted to Hibari for any kind of romantic entanglement. He would pity the guy, but he really didn't.

Lambo turned on his side to face the hitman, "When I came back from the future, did you think I was talking about you or someone else?"

"Obviously I knew that it was me," he turned to Lambo, "Even Dame-Tsuna figured it out and he had no reason to pair us up together."

That's true, Lambo was very careful to not expose his feelings for the hitman. He didn't even tell I-Pin, it was just his own little secret to keep.

"Tsuna-nii has hyper intuition," the guardian pointed out, "If you knew our relationship would progress so far, why didn't you confess earlier?"

It took the man months before he revealed his feelings and that was because Lambo had to ask and coax him into talking about it. Reborn had been extra cold towards him and the guardian had no idea what he did to inspire that kind of behaviour in the hitman. It was during Christmas at the Vongola Mansion that he had managed to get Reborn alone and question him about the sudden change of attitude. Usually their rivalry was fun and games but Reborn had totally treated him with indifference.

If he were to put himself in Reborn's shoes, finding out that he would be in a relationship with Crybaby Lambo ten years later must have been a shock. If someone told him that he was with Reborn he would have avoided him for a while too because it would have been super awkward. How do you even tell someone that?

"If I recall correctly, you were still mooning over your ex."

Lambo scoffed, sure it took a while because he did love him. He had the tendency to get attached too fast and once their relationship was over, he missed the man and their shared memories. Luckily, he had his studies to distract him, being a third year in university. At times, his eyes would follow Reborn who was growing into his adult self, no longer looking like a child in a suit. He was hot, dammit.

With two failed relationships on his belt, he had tentatively agreed to be with Reborn, happy to be noticed by the hitman who was also his crush for a good five years. He was on cloud nine but still had doubts because he assumed that the hitman was simply attracted to him and that the interest would fade. Lambo knew how good looking he was, he often turned heads when he walked out in the streets. He was no longer the snotty nosed 5 year old or the cowardly 15 year old. Lambo had resolved to take his duties seriously and work on his image as one the Vongola tenth generation lightning guardian.

He thought his boyfriend would eventually get tired of being with him because other than being a Vongola guardian, Lambo had nothing else to his name. Reborn would always outrank him and was far more important. The nagging fear of being tossed aside for women and someone way better than him was always at the back of his mind.

It would have been a huge relief to know that ten years later, the two of them were still together and going strong.

Lambo huddled closer to his boyfriend, resting his chin on the man's chest, "Aren't you glad I made you talk that day?" he grinned.

The hitman was unimpressed, "Forcing people to talk is just plain rude. You're lucky I didn't shoot you in the head for being so annoying."

"You're the one who gave me the cold shoulder for no rhyme or reason," he pouted.

He really thought he had done something to piss the hitman off big time. That aside, because of his crush on the hitman, it was painful to be ignored and brushed off like he was air.

What if he hadn't persisted? Would Reborn have said anything at all?

"It's all about timing, Stupid Cow."

"Okay fine, maybe I was a bit too pushy," he reluctantly admitted.

It's just if he didn't get his answer right there and then, he felt like his head would have exploded from not knowing.

The hitman looked skeptical, "Just a bit? You're one fucking stubborn brat."

"But it all worked out in the end so that's all that matters," the guardian countered with a wink.

Reborn flicked his forehead in response, causing the guardian to pout and rub the sore spot. He got off the hitman and laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling.

The start of their relationship wasn't rocky. It was awkward because they didn't know how to behave around each other. It took them a few months to finally go out on dates and a lot more before Reborn had opened up to him. They were far from perfect, with Lambo's stubbornness and the hitman's no-nonsense nature clashing occasionally. Despite physically causing him pain on a daily basis, their fights never involved fists or weapons. Reborn can go weeks without talking to him which drove the guardian up the wall and he knew that his boyfriend was well aware of that. The worst was three weeks going on four and he had cried buckets for the first few days. The following weeks were spent moping around and missing his boyfriend who conveniently wasn't home the whole day or simply ignored him when the two of them were in the same room.

It wasn't easy to love the hitman because Reborn's pride often hindered him from revealing his true feelings freely. Lambo had learnt to be more patient, waiting for the day when his boyfriend finally saw him as someone he could trust wholeheartedly. He wanted share his burdens, to let Reborn know that he would always be there if he would just let him. He wanted to be recognized as an equal. The wait was long, well, longer than he would have liked. When he took the time to reflect, he realised that in relationships, trust was built over time and not overnight. He had to put in the effort if he wanted to make their relationship work and he knew Reborn was trying as well. That thought alone encouraged him.

Lambo hugged his arm and placed his head on his shoulder, getting comfortable. He had less than six hours of sleep and two kids to babysit, he needed all the rest he could get. Knowing Reborn, he would probably do his own things, leaving Lambo to fuss over them. Leon was actually more helpful than its owner, often letting the children play with him.

"Ti amo, mio Cipollino," he whispered, reaching over to peck him on the nose.

As he slowly drifted off, he felt a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"Anch'io, mio Patatino," were the words softly uttered.

The wait was long, but it was worth it.


A/N: Ti amo, mio Cipollino - I love you, my little onion. Anch'io, mio Patatino - Me too, my little potato.

Italian terms of endearment are too cute so I had to share them. Reborn is an onion cause he makes Lambo cry. Let it be known that my OTP is Onion + Potato.

Thank you for reading and I hope you've enjoyed this story!=)