I can't believe I'm doing this but… I knocked on the door. He's actually the only capable one, he's also the best there is…

The door swung open.

"Ah! Elena… So, you did come back," the perverted doctor greeted, stretching a smirk with his lips.

I forgot. What am I doing here again? Just seeing him just made me forget why I walked all the way, before school, to Namimori Middle just to see him. Those steely eyes were eyeing me from head to foot and that grin of his sends high voltage of icy electricity through my spine, the feeling was very chilling and nerve-jangling. Now that I'm looking at him, eye-to-eye, I regret ever knocking on this particular door. I pondered whether to run or throw a roundhouse attack. Both choices were equally good and reasonable.

You know what? My body's been twitching for some action lately so I decided to do the latter of the two. Now, at this moment, I remembered why I came here just to specifically see him.

"I just want a check-up!" I yelled, hugging myself, holding myself together in case my whole body collapses. "Gosh! That look you were making was creepy!"

Shamal rolled to his back and looked up to me. "Alright, at least you considered seeing me out of all the doctors. I actually feel honoured." he grinned. "Black panties…"

I kicked him to roll him back to his front. "Stop being a pervert and give me a damn check-up!"

He sat up and massaged parts of his body that was victimised by my attacks. "Okay, okay! Sit down and tell me what's wrong."

I sat down on a patient's bed and waited for him to pull up a chair and sit with me.

"There might be something wrong with my body," I said. "My stomach hurts…"

He nodded and his cheeks flushed.

"I think it's critical, you perv!" I added.

"Are you pregnant?" he questioned after snapping out of thoughts.

"No!" I opposed. "I start getting sick when I smell Bianchi's cooking-!"

He immediately reacted and stood up, shoving his seat away. "You can count on me!"

Next thing I knew, I was being 'glomped'.

"How can you actually smell how bad her food is? They still smell like food until you eat it."

"I don't know. It's just immediate reaction and, next thing you know, I'm clutching onto my stomach."

I sipped until the carton box was empty and juice-depleted. I shot it to a rubbish bin and mentally did a quick cheer for being on target. Hayato sat beside me, elbows leaning on his knees, staring intensely at the pigeons as if he's a tenacious predator, ready to pounce at an unexpected moment. His breathing was noticeably slow too, as I've been watching him, so his attention is proven to be very focused on those winged-animals. The silver-head is basically multitasking. We're in a conversation while he glares at pigeons as he puffs on those putrid cancer sticks.

Yes, Hayato and I are on another date (he still counters that it's not).

I randomly knocked at his door and intruded. At first, he complained but he later calmed down, letting my nosy-self sniff around, exploring every nooks and crannies of his apartment. He suddenly said he was bored so I invited him to go out with me to the park; he impassively nodded and followed me.

"So, for the rest of your life, you're going to get sick just seeing your sister's face?" I said.

"I hate her anyways so I'm fine not seeing her," replied Hayato, flicking away the used cigarette to a rubbish bin nearby.

"That's mean, Hayadera."

I leaned back far enough to have me seeing the world upside-down. It was interesting at the beginning but it was starting to bore me. Before I could pull my head back up, Takeshi came into view. Casually, he walked with the usual grin on his face and waving to anyone that lay eyes on him. He noticed me and waved which I responded to waving back.

"I'm bored," Hayato sighed… again.

I pulled myself together. "Want to go to Tsuna's then?"

The lacklustre Smokin' Bomb stood up and slowly walked to the direction of Tsuna's home, he didn't say a word. I just sat still, gazing down the pigeons with puckered lips, thinking how they managed to intrigue Hayato for a short while. They just walk as they simultaneously shoot their heads back and fort then peck something a human eye cannot distinguish from this distance. I would say the head's movement were hypnotizing.

I literally shook these thoughts off and followed Hayato.

"What are you doing here?" Hayato screamed crossly.

"I don't have club activities today so I'm just a person with nothing to do like you, guys," Takeshi answered, always so carefree that I'm starting to feel envious.

"Hey!"

In a blink of an eye, Hayato had grabbed Takeshi by the collar. He couldn't possibly lift Takeshi to demonstrate more aggression as the baseball athlete was already taller than him so his sour expression will have to do. As always, Takeshi didn't seem to see this as a threat and continued smiling like a goofball.

Hayato sneered, "How dare you say I have nothing better to do! Don't put me together with the likes of you!"

I tried to pull Hayato's hand away from the carefree goofball. "Hey, now. Let's not start a fight; I don't think Nana would be happy seeing you two fight…"

"Weren't you the one who was smoking on the park bench just a while ago, saying: 'I'm bored' to the pigeons?"

I was simply ignored.

Then the door swung open, revealing Tsuna's cluttered room with Haru and the room's owner trying to veil their existent from us. Reborn just stood there with those big dark eyes. Stepping inside, the room's state seemed to appear a lot worst than being outside. Looking down, Haru upper body was tucked under a table while her rear stuck out. She's really very good at playing hide-and-seek…

"What are you doing here, Haru?" I asked, giving her a little tap on the rear.

She slid out and whimpered, "Tsuna… has…"

"I've killed someone!" Tsuna screamed, holding his head in frustration.

"Eh?" Hayato and Yamamoto said in unison.

Tsuna and Haru explained the situation with teary eyes. The future Vongola boss was clearly guilty of the accident; his little innocent heart couldn't bear to believe that he, with his own hand, has killed someone. With exaggerated emotions, Haru clutched onto me, wailing and sobbing to me what she's going to do while her beloved was behind bars. She even asked me to live in her house for emotional support until Tsuna's finally released. I was hesitant on how to pacify the distressed girl so I just continuously patted her back gently and said, 'it's going to be okay'. It's the typical way of soothing a shaken soul but it shows that you care.

But, to be honest, I feel like congratulating Tsuna. In Ombra Scura, if a kid takes life when they're still in their teens, you are praised by the Shadows- the people I call 'evil' with twisted hearts and brains. I'm not too fond of such salutation but it's just so natural to me because I was exposed to such things. I assure, I haven't killed someone yet, I just happen to get caught in parties a lot so I was influenced as a kid.

"Tsuna, congratulations!" I blurted out.

Everyone's attention turned to me, each of their faces showing horror with the exception of Takeshi who blinked blankly and Reborn whose face never change. My free hand slowly reached up to my lips to cover and stared back awkwardly. The silence and stares continued on and I was beginning to feel insecure and uncomfortable, biting my fingers was a symptom for it.

"Uh… I mean. I'll miss you?" I squeaked.

"What are you saying, Elena?" Tsuna whined.

"It's in Elena's blood," started Reborn, "It's actually natural for her to say such things because of the influences of her Famiglia. A kid who's killed someone is praised by the higher ranks."

Hayato clicked his fingers. "Oh, yeah, that's right."

"I'm sorry…" I bowed my head.

Haru stood up. "Wait a minute! What do you mean by Elena's 'Famiglia'? Killing?" -She massaged her temples- "What are you saying?"

"She's a Mafioso," Reborn simplified.

I sat down cross-legged with Haru who hugged my arm, affectionately rubbing her cheeks softly against it to demonstrate her everlasting affection like a cat- she even 'mewed'. After a short explanation from Reborn, Hayato and I regarding my involvement with the mafia, including a heartfelt apology and reasoning for keeping this a secret, Haru and I decided to start all over. What we explained to her were just the main facts, we didn't bother going into deep details because it was unnecessary and tedious.

"You know, we forgot about the dead guy," I mentioned.

"Hiii!" That was Tsuna's signature scream.

With a cigarette in hand, Hayato leaned down on the fresh corpse. "Hey, if you don't wake up I'll burn you with this cigarette," he threatened.

With a tap of a cigarette, the corpse twitched as a reaction… Everyone once again fell silent. This man who has been killed by Tsuna's own hand just a while ago was still living; the absurdity just gave me goose-bumps. Tsuna was evidently frightened.

"Quick! Let's get an ambulance!" shrieked Haru.

"No need," Reborn said, "I called in a doctor."

The anxious Tenth stuttered. "You mean…"

I realised something. "Wait, it's not going to be…"

The little baby dragged a drunken doctor into the room, flushed and intoxicated by alcohol. The man had recently retired from a party… Hayato instantly recognised Shamal and told him to distant himself away from him because he didn't want to be 'infected' by his womanizer-ways after Shamal greeted him.

"Dr. Shamal! Please, hurry up and look at the patient!" Tsuna cried.

"Oh, that's right. I heard someone's about to die."

Shamal walked over to Haru and, with a professional expression, he pressed his hands against Haru's chest. Just what he deserves, Haru's self-defence mechanism kicked in and threw a punch at the perverted doctor. As if unhurt, just like before, he recovered and positioned himself properly with a grin.

"She'll be just fine if she's that lively," he paused. "She's cute too."

"Just do your job, will you?" I complained. When is the dead guy going to be checked?

"Elena!" -I was once again 'glomped'- "Oh, yeah. Is your body okay, Elena?"

Yesterday, when I visited him at school, Shamal had asked me to report to him the next day regarding my body's reaction towards Bianchi's cooking. Today, he concluded that it's nothing too serious; the pain will fade after a while, just like a simple tummy ache. This was similar to Hayato's condition when exposed to Bianchi's face, except I wasn't traumatized in any way. My nose just knows what's poisonous and what's not.

"Eh? What does he mean?" Another question, it was from Hayato Gokudera.

I pushed Shamal off with a kick after a quick answer of 'I'm fine' and Tsuna quickly took his attention to point at the actual patient who's in need of actual help. He mentioned that if he's not breathing, if his heart is not beating and if his pupils are dilated… then the man was dead… And Tsuna will have officially and unintentionally made his first kill. Congratulations?

One at a time, Haru checked the lifeless man's eyes, Takeshi laid a sheet of paper on his face to check his breathing and Hayato pressed his ears against his back to listen for his heart. Every one of us was crushed to discover that he was definitely dead. To make it worse, Shamal walked out, claiming that he must have 'crossed over' when he was messing around and light-heartedly left as if it was nothing. What a bastard.

"I'm definitely doomed! I really killed the guy!" Tsuna panicked, tearing his hair out with absolute dismay.

"Don't worry I called someone else in case this happened," Reborn spoke up.

I was predicting that this was one of those unnecessary surprises of his. Motorcycle engine roared from outside and, once it subsided, the Animal climbed in. Because of Takeshi tall physique, I used him as a wall to hide and shield myself. I'm now prepared to face his biting wrath. Oh, Reborn, you never fail to surprise me…

"Yo," he greeted. "I'm not here to play with you guys. The baby just owes me something."

I inhaled and exhaled deeply, I was very relieved at the news. However, I kept myself in the same position just in case.

"We've been waiting," said Reborn.

Kyoya eyed the limp body. "Good job, you shot him right in the heart. Sure, I'll dispose of him for you."

Another signature scream from the wimpy boss.

"He'll get rid of the body so it can never be found. This way, it'll seem like the murder never happened," explain Reborn.

Tsuna poor little heart was once again attacked, such things were not meant for frail souls like himself. Guilt was going to swallow him whole. He began to panic even more, Haru's similar actions wasn't doing him any good.

"I'll send someone from the committee later," declared Kyoya and he jumped off from the same window.

"Can't he use the door?" I asked.

Takeshi replied with a shrug and grin.

The man's name was Moretti; he was the limp body that caused panic in the Sawada household- the one that Tsuna apparently killed. It turned out that he's a part of the Vongola and that he decided to meet the future boss by showing him his specialty called the 'Addio'. It's when the person is able to stop his heart from beating whenever he wishes and able to execute a state of death.

Vongola's proving to be a more interesting Famiglia. Maybe I should consider Reborn's offer…

"Maybe you should. It'll be fun to have a young Mafioso like you," Iemitsu said. "Basil needs a new friend around his age."

"I need more choices. I can't just choose a Famiglia that I've only seen," I replied.

"True. That reminds me, in a few weeks something might interest you."

I was definitely interested. "What is it?"

"You'll see yourself. Giving out details is no fun."

I chuckled. "That's true."

Instead of the Ninth boss or his right-hand-man, Tsuna's father has been contacting me every once in a while. It made me wonder why the right-hand-man's number had stopped appearing on my phone but I just shrugged it off as the men from Vongola were busy people. Besides, Iemitsu was a better company as he doesn't threaten me with assassins, instead he provides reassurance and advice when I need and asks for it (he never asks about my mission unless I mention it). He was a busy man since he was part of CEDEF but he still finds time to contact me, it made me feel special how he'd take the time just to help me.

"By the way, how long is this mission going to last?" I asked.

He thought for a moment. "I don't know because the Ninth decides them all. I'd say that I'd take advantage of all this and just do the job."

"My apartment room's kind of cheap."

"You can live with Nana, if you want."

"Good idea. Well, thanks and goodnight."

"Before you go, please keep this in mind."

"Hm?"

"Take good care of yourself. Always remember to look out for your safety as well as your friends. But especially yourself."

I know that already… "Thanks!"

I finished the call.

I sighed and plopped down the bed. The bed felt softer than usual, I must be really worn out. I'm definitely doing a good job. Everyday, I risk myself getting in trouble in school by escaping to Namimori Middle just to check Tsuna's condition and ensure his safety. Then, during the weekends, I'd sacrifice some -or all- my precious free time just to see him. Nothing too threatening, other than Kyoya, has approached Tsuna yet but I always expect the worse to come at some point. After all, Tsuna is the future Vongola boss. Wait…

Is that why Iemitsu said all that?

Author's Note: YES! FINALLY, THE BIG ONE-OH!

I feel like doing something special to commemorate this 'success'.

Maybe another additional chapter for the one-shot: Good Old Times? I don't know. XD

Oh, and thank you for the faves and alerts! Great to know that people took the time to read- whether they think this is a load of bullpoo or not. T.T

Oh, If you're interested in seeing what Elena looks like, I've changed my display picture so you can see her :3