A/N: Hey! Here's the omakes I promised! There's two parts to Gokudera's and one of Mochida. I hope they aren't too out of character! Please let me know if they are, because I'll fix them!

Thanks to Illuminati-4 for being the hundredth reviewer!

In chapter 8 reviews, a lot of people were wondering what Mochida meant in the end. It's revealed in his omake :)

WARNING: This is three omakes, not an actual chapter. Also, Earlier today chapter 8 was posted, please make sure you didn't skip a chapter on accident.

Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Reborn!


Gokudera's Adventure Part I: First Meetings - Another Perception

"Che, you're not the boss of me!" I cry to the stupid principal. What's his problem anyway? He keeps talking about how I dress is against the dress code but he can't stop f***ing shaking in his boots. What a stupid man!* He isn't fit to run a high school. I turn around noisily, making sure my chains knock against each other to make as much noise as possible. He sighs relieved as I walk out the door. How idiotic, he was just trying to get rid of me.

I walk down the hall glaring at everyone who dares to stare at me. Sure, they don't realize I'm a Mafioso, but that doesn't mean they can just f***ing stare at me like I'm a circus freak! This school makes me so p***ed. It's no wonder the new candidate for tenth goes here. He's probably a stupid weak spineless little kid that has no business being in the mafia.

"Ow!" I shout angrily, cradling the back of my head as it throbs randomly. I turn around with the nastiest glare to see the greatest hitman staring me down with an all-knowing smirk. My mode instantly flips, "Reborn-san!" I call out to him. He hops to me from a fire extinguisher? What? Wow! Reborn-san sure is great at disguises!

"Gokudera," He says plainly in greeting, his eyes shaded from the shadow of his very cool fedora. Even I can't help it when shivers go shooting down my spine as his smirk goes immensely, he is the world's greatest hitman.

"That's the target? Che, looks like a weak idiot to me," I say, clicking my tongue irritably to prove my point. Reborn-san doesn't say anything and continually stares at the tenth candidate. We were up on the loft like part of the gym, watching his stupid student fight another student who looked like he could swing his shinai and knock the weakling into next week, "I don't approve of him!" I mutter to Reborn-san. Reborn-san again ignores me, choosing to concentrate on the fight. Actually, if I was brave enough to say so, he looked confused and contemplating something. But he's world's greatest hitman, so he knows everything and that's basically impossible.

Something flashes in my eye sight as I look out the window and I stare harder to see what it was. It looked like a bunny. Or maybe a cat? I feel the heat rise on my cheeks steadily before I shake it off. Cats are so f***ing stupid. I can't see anything so I go back to watch the match. It was about to start anyway. Normally I'd be watching outside from a window, but Reborn-san insisted I sit next to him and I wouldn't dream of refusing the great Reborn-san.

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It was kind of amazing. Ieyasu or whatever won, with help from Reborn-san and the dying will bullet, and completely shredded the other kid's shinai along with his pride. He had his foot on his chest, holding down the raging student easily and it was clear who had won. Although, it was also clear the stupid idiot and the other had lost their temper. They both had to be held back until they calmed down.

"It's disgraceful if he can't beat that measly kid without the dying will bullet," I huff annoyed. Even if I was the tinest impressed, it was disgraceful that he was that weak.

"Hmm," Reborn-san hums to himself before his eyes dart outside and then back to Ieyasu. His gun transforms into a chameleon and he goes to jump down. Before he does, he looks back to me with a creepy smile that I don't enjoy, "You know what to do," He states delighted, jumping over to Ieyasu.

I clench my hand and mumble to myself, pumping myself up for tomorrow. I was going to get rid of this unworthy, illsuited b******!

~~59~~~

"We have a new transfer student from Italy!" The stupid teacher calls to her students. They all chat amongst themselves, excited or something, why I have no idea. What would be exciting is a UMA…

I walk into the classroom and click my tongue immediately. Everyone was so weak looking and there was this one smiling black haired kid that was just p***ing me off immediately. The teacher looks hopefully to me, probably wanting me to introduce myself or something. I roll my eyes, "Gokudera Hayato," I state in fluent Japanese. The students all exclaim random things, scream, and other random s*** after I do so. I think I even saw some b**** faint in the back. 'Whatever,' I think, 'These people obviously have problems.' The teacher points out my seat and I see it's right behind that Ieyasu b******. Anger takes me over and I can see red as I storm over to the spacing out candidate and kick over his desk. He falls over with it and sits on the floor in a small heap, not bothering to flinch or cry out in pain or even get mad. He just sits there and stares blankly at the turned over desk. Then he gets up calmly, still not looking me in the eye and sets his desk back up as if he was the one who knocked it over. I grit my teeth as he sits down and looks out the window nonchalantly, emotionlessly. This wasn't Ieyasu, that b****** would've tried to punch me the minute I had flipped his desk over, he was clearly a hothead. The only thing I can think of is an alien, a clone, or a twin. 'If there was a twin, Reborn-san would've told me about him, I'm sure of it!' I think to myself as he moves to his desk. I look back over the class and see the original Ieyasu sitting not too far away. How did I know it was the real Ieyasu and not another UMA?

This one was glaring at me with such murderous intent and pure hatred; I knew it was the real one. Choosing to ignore the stupid b******, I plops down in my seat in the most obnoxious way and look away stubbornly after sneering at Ieyasu. The image of a p***ed bull showed behind me and the image of an angry badger behind Ieyasu as our glares connected.

Afterwards, I choose to stare suspiciously at the carbon copy in front that was just radiating strange wavelengths. He had to be an UMA, there was no other explanation! I wonder if Reborn-san know about this? I'll have to tell him after class!

Our eyes catch each other's and his empty ones trail to the window. I follow them confused, there was nothing out there. Why do his eyes irritate me so much?

~~Gokudera!~~

It turns out that letting Reborn-san know would have to wait. As soon as the bell rang, Ieyasu was right next to me, glaring daggers at me with raging hatred.

'D**mit! He's fast,' I can't stop myself from thinking. Although, he's being trained by the world's greatest hitman, so it's obvious he should have some skill. My fingers hover over my hidden dynamite I kept under my shirt.

"You looking for me?" He asks, overcome with fury. He looks past me before returning to me again.

"You're unworthy to be the tenth!" I shout as we race outside, our eyes shooting off sparks as they narrow and never leave the others.

We get outside and stare each other down. This was going to be such an easy match. He's so obviously a weakling.

"You're not worthy!" I yell at him again. He sneers and pouts like a spoiled child, "You don't decide that!"

"Wait, I have an important question!" I call before our fight begins. Ieyasu rolls his eyes but nods, signaling that he would answer. I suck in a giant breath, 'This is it, the moment of truth!' I think as I muster the most serious face I've ever worn, "Is that copy a UMA?"


Mochida Omake I: A Lonely Boy

Truly, he was in shock. The boy he had noticed around school that had an arrogant twin and never spoke had just dived off the roof. And not on a suicide mission. No, it was much more humble. He had done it to save a life. A life that's valued much above his own. Truthfully, he really was shocked. He had known the boy was sacrificial and selfless, he had seen that in how he walked and held himself. He didn't know that he was willing to be such a...a...brash person? He literally had stood there for two seconds before jumping off the roof.

How did he know anything about a classmate who never talked and wasn't even in his class or year? Well, he was once close to his twin for a week. When they first started at Namimori. It had to be grade school and they both had started to be friends with Sasagawa-sempai, Kyoko's brother. That's how he met Kyoko actually. And that's how they grew close...almost siblings. Yes, it's true; he had absolutely no romantic feelings for Kyoko. They were purely his brotherly rage and protective instincts. Many people just interpreted them wrong is all. Both him and Kyoko tried to stop the rumors this one time and ended up egging them on, so they stopped trying and ignored them.

Anyway, he met Ieyasu when he was trying out for sports, like all other kids, trying to find one he liked. Mochida had, of course, already picked kendo, but Ieyasu had yet to pick. He went from sport to sport trying them out. He was outstanding in almost all of them and even kendo when he came by to try it out. But, something seemed off about the boy...Something was wrong. He had sensed it when he first introduced himself and shook his hand as they began a match. Mochida had instantly defeated him, not wanting to be near the strange classmate much longer. Something tugged at his gut and he found himself wanting nothing to do with him, even after Sasagawa-senpai tried to convince him otherwise. After a while of hanging around him and talking sports, he just broke it off and went on. Lucky for him, Ieyasu moved on like every other sport, claiming to be bored by it and not right for it and didn't really care for him as a friend either.

It was a week before Mochida saw him laughing happily with the baseball team, an official member that very day. He was glad; there was no chance that he would come back to his sport. So he sighed of relief right there and then in front of the baseball field.

And then nearly got scared out of his wits as he noticed Ieyasu standing next to him, staring blankly at him, with absolutely no emotions. It had taken him a minute and some freaking out as he realized Ieyasu could not be right next to him and out laughing next to the popular kids. It clicked, Ieyasu had said something those few days that they had hung out, and he mentioned it to the carbon copy as he thought of it.

The odd copy had nodded immediately, not taking his gray brown eyes of him.

Twins, he had said with an almost detectable gusto.

Mochida had looked the supposed twin over, unsure of what to make of him. He had thought Ieyasu was off, but he was nothing compared to his brother he soon realized. The twin never said a word, not matter how many questions he fired off, only a shake or nod or shrug. Again, it took a minute to register but he had an epiphany.

It made sense in a way, one boastful annoying twin and his mute emotionless twin. He had recently read that twins often got the opposite qualities. One was sporty and the other would be bookish.

Somehow he couldn't see the mute boy in front of him as bookish though and soon convinced him to come to the next kendo practice, which wasn't hard to do since he didn't speak.

He guessed you could say he was interested. He was sure the brunette wasn't always mute and emotionless. He was a good judge of character. It often came from so much mental concentration with kendo. He could practically see the oddness surrounding the twins. And he wanted to solve the mystery.

So when the silent twin actually showed up at the next practice as promised, he was overjoyed and prepared to dig up the secret.

He had geared the younger kid up and gave him his weapon along with the instructions. His eyes had flashed over them in a second before he nodded, indicating he was ready.

Mochida was hesitant but went all out. As expected, the kid lost, but he obviously wasn't bad. It was impressive he could lift the weapon up, never the less the armor without practice. And he could see the hidden excitement in his eyes as he lunged forward to tap him in the match.

But the kid, later explained to be Sawada Tsunayoshi, shook his head and never came back to the sport. Or any of that matter. He seemed to avoid him as well. Mochida took the hint and buried his curiosity regarding the twins. Whenever he passed the lonely boy, he always took the chance to invite him to another kendo match and nothing more. He knew something had happened and didn't want to bring it up. It wasn't his business. That was what he told himself every time he saw him scurrying out of the school building, obviously bruised and aching. He told himself he can't get involved because even though he was selfless, he would get help if he wanted it. But it made him angry. He knew there was a possible friend within his grasp and yet he couldn't do anything. It wasn't his business if Tsuna didn't want to be friends.

It all changed when he jumped off the roof. He immediately decided that if such a selfless person exists, then maybe he was just waiting to be saved in his own way.

And so, Mochida made up his mind to make friends with the long deserving Sawada Tsunayoshi. It was his turn to be saved.


Gokudera's Adventure Part II: Misunderstandings

A few days ago, Jyuudaime saved me. Who's Jyuudaime? The most fantastic, worthy person of all! He's unmistakable and kind in his own way! He's the future tenth generation Vongola boss, the top familigia in Italy. So, of course he's the greatest person alive. He rivals even the great Reborn-san, the best hitman in the world. He has no faults and will do anything to protect his future familigia.

But he has a twin. Normally, I would say that anyone related to Jyuudaime is great in their own aspect as being related to him makes them also great, such as his mother, Nana…but he has a twin (?) named Sawada Tsunayoshi and his nickname is Dame-Tsuna.

He has a weird sense about him and there's clearly something wrong with him. He's an almost exact copy of Jyuudaime, which is why I believe he's not human but an UMA! Jyuudaime insists he's really his twin but I can't believe him. What if the UMA brainwashed him into thinking so?

I told Reborn-san my theory, and he didn't even deny the possibility, meaning I'm not the only one who thinks so. The other day, I decided I would save Jyuudaime and his precious family from it. Today I've brought my camera and the other essentials needed to capture a UMA for proof.

-59-

He knocks on their door as the birds sing their morning song, "Jyuudaime!" He calls gleefully as he sees brown tufts of hair peeking from the doorway and he feels comfort in the air, something he feels around Ieyasu. He walks in and starts talking animated as a continuation of a conversation they were having yesterday. It was about a special type of dynamite that was being sold at an auction soon. Ieyasu had seen something about it and had mentioned something about it yesterday; knowing Gokudera would love to have it. He turns around to face Ieyasu, confused as to why he wasn't talking. His imaginary tail wags as his precious Jyuudaime stands there watching him with slight interest. He cocks his head when another person comes in calling his name.

"Is that you Gokudera-kun?" A familiar voice asks. He turns around to see Ieyasu with unkempt hair leaning against the kitchen door in his school uniform munching on bread. He looks back to the other Ieyasu who still stands in the same place, completely oblivious.

'I-I can't tell them apart?!' He asks himself in pure shock. He stands there frozen in the entryway, slowly crumbling away. How could he protect Jyuudaime from the UMA when he couldn't even tell them apart?

'Maybe another day…' He decides in depression.


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