A\n: Hello people. So thank so much for the reviews and the favs and follows. I love you guys.

On another note this chapter things don't go exactly Reborn's way. And that's fine. I love Reborn but sometimes he is so mean to Tsuna. Am I the only one who think he is sometimes so childish in his baby form but would be totally mature and super cool in his adult one?

IMPORTANT!: So last time nobody actually answered my question, but who do you want to see next chapter?

Read and enjoy! Ciaossu!

"I'm going to be the right hand man. Just you wait and see!"

"Hn."

"What? Nothing to say?!"

The sound of metal meeting flesh.

"T..tenth.", a whisper.

In the background, the sound of hitting balls.

Tsuna stopped.

He turned towards the baseball field. His nose twitched. Something was wrong. His mother henning senses were tingling.

Hibari had to wipe blood from his nose.

Somewhere up high, Reborn smirked.

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Tsuna sighted. He cared about Hibari, his best friend. He even cared about Gokudera, however bomb-happy he was, but he was kind of happy that he had to stay and clean the classroom. Some well deserved peace and quite.

Suddenly a broom fell.

"Ah. It's alright Yamamoto-san! You don't have to help me clean up. You shouldn't strain your arm."

"Ha ha. It's fine. I don't mind helping."

Yamamoto had a huge smile on his face. Tsuna wiggled his nose.

"Then perhaps Yamamoto-san can wet the flowers."

"Sure thing."

They worked in silence for a while.

"Say Tsuna..."

"Hmmm. Ah Yamamoto-san. Does your arm hurt? Do you want to see a doctor? Go to the hospital? Have an emergency operation? I'm pretty sure Kyoya-kun can perform an operation..."

"Haha. Tsuna calm down. It's nothing. I just wanted to ask you something."

"Ah, I'm relieved."

"Say... Things always seem crazy around you. But you actually managed to befriend Hibari and even the new student and you seem... really wise."

Tsuna blinked.

"N-no. Not at all! I'm just an ordinary guy. Really!" Well I was till I learned that I am next in line to become mafia boss.

"Still Tsuna , do you think you can offer me some advice?"

"Advice? I'm not so sure I'm the best person to ask for advice. But if it means that much to Yamamoto-san then I'll at least listen."

"Haha. Thank Tsuna. You're a really good friend."

Tsuna blinked and then blushed.

Yamamoto started to rub at his neck with his uninjured arm.

"You see, next week there's a really important baseball game and well I...I stayed yesterday evening till late to practice. I kind of managed to injure my arm."

"Ah so that's how you broke it."

"Yeah. But you see... the guys, they really counted on me to win the game and now I think I ruined it for everyone."

"Yamamoto-san..."

"A-and then I thought what good am I if even the baseball god threw me away. So I thought that perhaps I should just... vanish, disappear and I won't be a burden to my dad or my team anymore. And..."

The harsh sound of skin on skin was heard. Yamamoto blinked. Did Tsuna just... Tsuna blinked. Did he just...

"Hieeeee. I'm sorry for slapping you...Wait! No I'm not sorry for slapping you. I mean I'm sorry for creating you pain but I'm not sorry for slapping some sense into you. How can Yamamoto-san say thing like that? How can Yamamoto-san say thing like being a burden and just disappearing? Isn't that why there is a team? To shoulder the burden together when it becomes too heavy? And while I'm sure it's not true isn't it a parents job to shoulder their child's burden?

"Yamamoto-san is very selfish, thinking only of himself! And just deciding for himself if the baseball god...or whatever...has forgotten him. Perhaps the baseball god is simply testing Yamamoto-san to see if he'd actually do something really stupid. Or maybe he's testing Yamamoto-san's team, because shouldn't they have been training right next to you? And shouldn't they have stopped you before you got injured?

"You can't win by yourself Yamamoto-san. And you don't have. You have people around you that will care if you just upped and disappeared. And you would burden your father with something he should never need to shoulder! And frankly if the god of baseball did abandon you then he's an idiot! An even bigger idiot then Yamamoto-san, because there is nobody who loves baseball more than Yamamoto-san!"

Tsuna inhaled some air. He couldn't believe he just shouted that. He looked nervously at Yamamoto. Would he be angry with him? Would he tell him he didn't understand.

Yamamoto, whit his cheek still an angry red, ouch, looked shocked. And then he smiled, a small smile. Tsuna's nose didn't wiggle.

"You finally did it!", a breath of relief.

"Huh?"

"Yamamoto-san finally smiled a real smile."

Yamamoto blinked and then his smile widened.

"Thanks Tsuna. Your friends are really lucky to have you."

"I-I don't know about that. But I know that Yamamoto-san is also my friend."

"That's if you want to be.", he hastily added.

"Haha. Then Tsuna should just call me Takeshi. That's what friends do, right?"

Yamamoto threw his uninjured arm around Tsuna's shoulder.

"Hieeee. I can't call Yamamoto-san by his name."

"Haha. Of course you can! We're friend after all."

"N-no Yamamoto-san. I can't."

"Haha. I insist!"

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"Hey dad. Do you think I can help around here? No matter how small the task might be?"

Yamamoto Tsuyoshi looked up in surprise at his son. And blinked. On his left cheek there was an angry print of a slap. But Takeshi was smiling his real smile. There was no tension in his posture and no hesitation in his gaze.

He had never thought that his son would be ready to learn his art. He had thought that he would lose his son and he had prayed to all the gods, not to take his son away. It seems they have heard. Not only that but very soon he could start teaching his son.

He didn't know who did it. Who slapped some sense into his son. But should he find them, he vowed to offer them an eat all you want for free coupon, that would last for life.

"The plants need to be watered.", he finally answered in a gruff voice.

"Sure thing." Yamamoto got a glint in his eyes like it was the most important task ever bestowed to man kind.

"Dad... Thank you!", for shouldering my burden.

Yamamoto Tsuyoshi hid his tears. Scratch that. Whoever slapped some sense into my son will receive a coupon for all his family and friends.

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Reborn was observing the scene bellow. Gokudera tried to speak to Tsuna while also glaring at Hibari for actually receiving a bento from Tsuna. Until Tsuna procured a third bento for Gokudera who stared wagging his invisible tail.

Reborn looked at his clock and frowned. It was lunch time. According to his calculations Yamamoto, Tsuna's next family member, should have already been to the roof top, preparing to jump.

Just then the door opened. Reborn hid his smirk under his fedora. Things would get interesting...

"Yo Tsuna." Yamamoto sat right next to Tsuna.

"Ah Takeshi-san, how are you today? How is your arm? Did you bring a bento?"

Reborn frowned. Gokudera wailed. Hibari narrowed his eyes, had a quick staring contest with Tsuna and then turned his head away.

"Haha. Tsuna you shouldn't worry so much. I'm fine. And my old man packed my lunch. I also told you to drop the -san."

"Why you bastard! How dare you be so familiar with the Tenth?"

"Haha. Tenth? You're funny. Is this some sort of game you're playing? Can I play too Tsuna?"

"What was that you baseball freak? How dare you imply that Tenth would be as childish as to make a game out of it?"

"Ah Gokudera-kun it's fine. Really."

"But Tenth..."

"Hn. Little herbivore are you planning on bringing more herbivores?",asked Hibari and it was definitely a threat.

"Hieeee. It just happened Kyoya-kun. And it's fine Gokudera-kun. I mean it."

Reborn had to grit his teeth a bit at the sight before him. Apparently Tsuna liked to suck all the fun out of him. He really wanted to see Tsuna plunge after Yamamoto. And then he mentally cursed the fact that he hadn't followed Tsuna yesterday. He really wanted to know how the kid managed to bring Yamamoto in the family.

"Ciaossu.", greeted Reborn.

"Haha. What's with the baby? Are you lost little child?"

"Why you baseball freak! How dare you patronize the great Reborn-sama?!"

"Yamamoto welcome to the family!"

In the background Tsuna groaned, Gokudera spluttered and Hibari furrowed his eyebrows.

Reborn, with input from Tsuna, protest from Gokudera and indifference from Hibari managed to explain to Yamamoto about Vongola.

At the end of the explanation, Reborn was satisfied to see a thoughtful look from Yamamoto towards Tsuna and then a determined one.

Rain Guardian. Check.

Reborn didn't fail to notice the barely noticeable smile on Tsuna's face.

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"Dad, will you teach me your art?"

It's a simple question but it leaves Yamamoto Tsuyoshi stunned. He'd never thought he'll hear that question from his son.

But the determined gaze doesn't falter and the tone of the question leaves no possible answer other then yes. So that's what he answers.

"Yes"

Super awesome and dangerous Rain Guardian in training. Check.