Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman REBORN! Or the characters.

*If the other characters seem OOC than I'm truly sorry.*

SI!Tsuna || Rated M For (possible future) dark themes.

TW; mentions suicide, depression, and blood. Nothing too gore like –mainly cause Idk how to write that out yet.

**(Speaking) = Hyper Intuition

Mother Knows Best

Why did he think this was a good idea again? Oh, that's right. He needed to have Yamamoto's complete trust and loyalty. And the best thing he could start off with was the boy's grades. At the time it sounded like the ideal starting line. Get the baseball star to like him and seek him out, ultimately getting used to Tsuna and unknowingly harmonize with him. Did Tsuna even think of the possible headaches that could accrue during that time-frame?

No, of course he didn't.

They had been just fine, going over problems, comparing answers and explaining how they got to said answers. Explaining how certain words were better used to others in sentence while reviewing their English worksheets. They even had snacks, laughed here and there. But it all went downhill the moment they decided to share their notes.

So, now here he was, burying his face into his right hand as Yamamoto laughed off Hana's lectures. "How in the world does this make any sense to you? What kind of notes does 'Whoosh' and 'Bam' make?!" Hana's face looked red at the amount of yelling she had done.

"I don't know why you're so angry, it makes perfect sense to me." Yamamoto replied, raising a brow at the girl. There was definite amusement in the baseball star's eyes, but Tsuna didn't even bother pointing it out. He normally would have continued to cover his face and gesture at him with his left hand; but he didn't.

Or, more precisely, he couldn't. Only because he had his own issue to deal with.

"Hana-Chan and Yamamoto-Kun are getting along so easily." Kyoko chirped, clinging onto Tsuna's left arm. The boy didn't know why she was doing this. Ever since the apology, Kyoko got closer to him. And no, he didn't mean by 'friendship' level of comfort; the girl literally got closer to him. At times, enough to brush hands –which she would jump back with a blush- and other times cling onto him like a life-line.

At each time she had done so, in his house, Tsuna smiled down at her warmly to make sure she didn't get upset at peeling away from her touch. Honestly, the boy was trying to save Kyoko's skin. The seething looks Kyoko was getting behind false warm brown eyes from his mother, made it look like she wanted to chop the girl's arm off.

"Come on Hana-Chan, everyone has their different ways of taking notes that make it easier for them. I'm sure Takeshi's is just very unique." Sighing, the brunette dragged his hand down his face, eyes looking up at the ceiling. "We won't be able to finish the last bit of work if the two of you continue to argue."

Hana looked about ready to turn her frustration onto the brunette, instead, the girl just took a deep breath and let it out with a low groan. "Whatever. I still say his notes are absolutely horrible." She turned back to the idiot, giving him the stink eye. "How you're passing any class is beyond me."

"Oh! Well, I do use my lucky pencil when taking tests too, so maybe that helps." Takeshi replied, digging through his belongs to find said pencil.

Tsuna, on the other hand, just stared at the other male in the room. A lucky pencil, of all things? How was that even- did people really use such a thing? He thought that was just for kicks or in anime –'Oh, right.' But... he was alive, sure everything looked cartoonish but it was all real. Just thinking about it made Tsuna's head hurt.

Takeshi pulled out said pencil, showcasing it to the three in the room. As Kyoko smiled at her fellow idol's, Nana popped her head into the room. "Tsu-kun? Can you come here for a minute?" Said mother gave everyone a smile, although, Tsuna can tell right away it was strained.

"Y-Yeah, sure." Peeling away from Kyoko once again, he left his –what were they to him again? Acquaintances? Friends?- classmates to follow his mother into the kitchen. "Is there something wrong? Are we being too loud?"

"Do not play this game with me, Tsunayoshi." Nana started, voice soft yet strong. Her arms were crossed as she stared at her son; the look on her face showed that she was not happy. Tsuna blinked once before looking away. "I thought you said there was nothing going on between the two of you?"

"There's not! Kyoko-Chan's just –she's been -I don't know but I'm not doing anything. Do we have to talk about this now?" The brunet groaned. While it was nice to know that his mother was more focused, it also annoyed him that she was using said focus on him.

"Yes, well it seems like she's aiming for something more than 'nothing'." Dear god, his face was burning. Nana squinted her eyes at him, and hummed, looking unamused. "So you do know what she's doing, but you're not stopping her?"

Rubbing the back of his neck, Tsuna looked away, cringing at the slight accusation. "It's not that I haven't really tried. I gave a few signs here and there, but, I guess she didn't pick up on them?" Sighing. Tsuna shrugged, risking a glance at his mother. "Really, why should it matter what she does? As long as I remain uninterested, then it should be fine, right?"

Nana gasped, looking on in disbelief. "Tsu-Kun, I thought I raised you better than this." Getting nothing but a semi-blank expression from her son, Nana sighed too. "While I don't want you to get too close to her, do try not to lead her on. That's even worse than being rejected."

"That's the thing, I'm not leading her on. I'm only focusing on myself and my own self-goals." She didn't need to know what sort of goals he had in mind, as long as she knew he was just focusing on his own life, that would be just fine. "And, to be honest, I think being led on and rejected are on the same level of cruelty."

"Hey, Tsuna! Where did you go?" The Sawada dou blinked at the loud voice from the other room. "C'mon, we still have some stuff we gotta study." Looking back at his mother, Nana let out another sigh, before making a shooing motion.

"We'll continue talking about this later, Tsu-Kun. Go study with your classmates for now." Nodding to her words, Tsuna turned around and left the room quietly.

Biting down on his lip worryingly, the boy wondered what to do with Kyoko. While she wasn't much of a support character in the original story plot, the girl still had flames; Mist Flames at that. But, would Tsuna really want to have her near him all the time? She was oblivious to the world around her, that it made him annoyed and angry.

Having Kyoko join him would mean Hana would follow; probably at a more wary and sensible state. Now she would be useful, being shrewd, sly, and cunning in her own way. But that spells out disaster for him as well. The moment something seems wrong or possibly dangerous to either of them, Hana wouldn't hesitate to turn him in.

'I suppose, I can keep them in the dark for everything. I don't need two unknowns getting me in trouble sooner than I can predict.' Not to mention the more Kyoko spent her time with him, the higher the chances of meeting Ryohei get. And him finding out that Tsuna intentionally letting his precious little sister get into danger? Well, Tsuna would be dead faster than he can say 'Reborn'.

Walking into the living room, Tsuna gave them a smile and went back to his spot. For now, he'll focus on getting them to like him and to get his mother off his back.

It was strange, being surrounded by people who cared. Not for what he can do or how 'talented' he was; they liked him for him. He could see the way Hana treated him like she did everyone else. Although, Takeshi had also noticed that Hana was always careful around Tsuna.

He wasn't stupid. Takeshi knew what happened to Tsuna, how his mother was the only one to find him and send him off to the hospital. Tsuna was supposed to be dead; that much Takeshi knew. And yet, he was sitting across from him -breathing, smiling, laughing- like the boy never did such a thing to himself.

Takeshi wondered silently to himself, as he laughed at the sarcastic remarks Tsuna and Hana were throwing at each other, could he come back too? If he did such a thing?

Staring at the brunette, Takeshi picked up his other notebook, grinning. 'No. If I tried, I wouldn't make it back. I'm not that strong.' Flipping it open to a random empty page, the teenager got ready to copy down some notes. 'I'm not as strong as Tsuna.' Was it selfish for him to envy the other? To suddenly come back with confidence that wasn't there before?

When Tsuna stared death in the face, did he laugh and mock it when he came back? Was that why he held his head up nowadays? Or was it because he no longer felt the need to be what other's made him out to be? Takeshi wanted to ask, yes he knew they were personal questions, but he was curious.

Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back.

As the hours went by, Takeshi kept glancing over at Tsuna. Watching the other brunette flail his hand when trying to explain something, or how he would try to shimmy away from Sasagawa's touch. He, most certainly, did not miss the look that flashed over Tsuna's mother's face, when said girl tried to grab onto Tsuna's arm or hand.

Not that he really had to look at Tsuna's mother, as the boy felt a spike of –what was it? Anger? Annoyance? Jealousy?- go through him as well. Whenever Hana would catch him glancing at Tsuna, Takeshi would only give her stare a grin and ask a question that would send her into another frenzy.

It was when they were finally getting things together that Takeshi went for it. "Tsuna? Is it alright if I come by and hang out with you?"

Tsuna blinked, looking up at him with wide eyes –which was weird to see, as the star had gotten used to the lazy gaze Tsuna would give. "Huh? You... want to hang out with me?" He asked, pointing at himself as if he was confused. There was a glint of glee in his eyes, that made the baseball star fidget.

It didn't make Takeshi uncomfortable, it just made him more aware of his own movements. "Yeah. I had a lot of fun with the whole study group thing, so I figured it would be even more fun for use to just hang out, haha." Takeshi replied, shrugging his shoulders. Was it him or did his laugh sound even more nervous than he intended?

"Sure!" Tsuna chirped, grinning brightly at him. "I'll be happy to have you come over. We can play some video games next time!" The brunette's eyes were practically glowing and his grin was far wider than before.

Getting a reaction from the other, especially so bright, made Takeshi happy. He didn't know why Tsuna was happy to hang out with him later, now that he has two more classmates as friends to do so. Then again, he hardly knows much about Tsuna at all.

Throwing on his school bag, Takeshi grinned, goal in mind for the next time he comes around. "Alright, cool! Then I'll see you around, thanks again for having me over and helping me."

Hana snorted as she toed on her shoes. "You still need help, with how horrible those notes are."

"Hana." Kyoko nudged the girl gently, a pout on her face.

They left, leaving Tsuna at his doorway, waving them goodbye. Once they were out of view, he closed the door, turned around, and gulped at the sight of his mother.

Nana stared down at him, remaining silent as he stared right back at her. "So, you're not interested in Kyoko..." Tsuna nodded slowly, even though a foreboding feeling came around. "...You're interested in the boy –what was his name again? Yamamoto-Kun?"

"W-What?! No! I'm not –why would you even think that?!" Tsuna was sure his face was red. Yeah, sure he was interested in Takeshi but not for that reason!

"Oh, there's no reason to lie, Tsu-Kun!" Nana gushed, smiling brightly as she cupped her face. "The two of you would be so cute together!" Tsuna spluttered in the background, as his mother twirled away. "Tsu-Kun would be the greatest house wife too!"

"Kaa-Chan!"

AN: I am experiencing a very horrible case of writer's block.

Also, is anyone piSSED OFF OVER THE FACT THAT YOU HAVE TO PAY FOR MICROSOFT WORD NOW IS THAT JUST ME?