Sigh, I'm really pathetic aren't I. It still hasn't been a week, yet here is another chapter. Siiiiggh~ (_ _)"

Anyways I wish a thank you to: sourapple2000, KagamineRin81, skidney, ReaderWorm101, TheKawaiiStar21, leena456, xxOMGgalxx, LadyDreams3512, the-angry-blob, Eggbert3000, xxtoushirou, anna the viking XD, and Preppy-Stealthy-Ninja!

There are a few things I want to address though.

To the-angry-blob: I know that the most commonly used version of the storm Arcobaleno's name is Fon (which is why I use that spelling in my other stories) however in this story I decided to use the spelling given from his heritage. Like in the chapter I introduced him in, the literal translation for the Chinese name that stands for wind is Fēng (风). But it'll change to Fon later on, but you're just have to wait and see. ;)

To Eggbert3000 and anna the viking XD: Yay! You noticed! I actually had something similar before that dealing with a needle instead, but after I saw the commercial I just had to change it to that and see how many others noticed. ^^

Moving on, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Target 10

Tsuna skips by your side while holding tightly to your hand. This means that you have to work extra hard to make sure the child doesn't trip or runs into anything, but you don't complain. It was actually quite amusing.

This morning when the plans for the day were relayed to Tsuna and Giotto, the brunette had tackled you, almost sending you to the ground from the force. You had been nursing your precious mug of coffee while trying to get the remnants of out of your system (you have officially spent too many days in civilian territory for you to have become this soft). Tsuna had then made a mad dash to his room and gotten ready in record time, which was two hours before school started when it was only a fifteen minute walk.

"I'm so happy you're coming with me today!" Tsuna cheered. "Mama usually goes to Gio-nii's school and then there's usually not enough time to make it to my class."

You frown internally at this. You didn't think Nana was the type to leave her youngest out like this. "Doesn't she switch off every year?"

Tsuna stopped skipping and looked down sadly. "Well this is my first parents' visitation day, so I thought she would come… But that's okay! I have you nee-chan!"

You place a hand over your heart. You had felt this strange tightening feeling in your chest and you weren't completely sure what it was. Perhaps you needed to get a checkup? But you smile at the small child anyways. "I'm glad that I'm able to be the one to attend your first parents' day."

Tsuna smiles even brighter and starts telling you about his class, his teacher, their activities, their playground, his classmates, the other students, the other staff, his desk, and on and on.

You keep smiling, but sweat drop a little at the information load. You've heard most of the things he's telling you more than once, but you let him continue because you don't want to be the one to kill his happy streak. But the little boy is so preoccupied that he doesn't notice the curb and slips. You quickly swing the child up into the air and catch him.

The small brunette laughed. "That was a lot of fun! Thanks nee-chan!"

You smile slightly and bop the child on the nose softly. "Be more careful next time."

"That was pretty pathetic, even for you dame-Tsuna!"

The child in your arm flinches at the nickname and you direct a glare (and possibly a bit of killing intent) toward the voice that had harassed the little one. You spot the little idiot right away. He looked like and ugly little pug pig hybrid and was holding his mother's hand.

"Oh boys. There just so rowdy aren't they?" The woman says with a smile and a hand on the side of her face. She was completely unapologetic.

"Excuse me?" You hiss.

"Don't worry about it. Boys will be boys after all," the woman says.

You bristle angrily. Boys will be boys! What type of sorry excuse was that! You open your mouth the give the woman a good piece of your mind, and maybe introduce her to your good friend the gun, when you feel a tug on your collar.

"It's okay nee-chan…I'm used to it," Tsuna says quietly.

All fight drains out of you and you focus your attention on the small child in your arms. You set him on the ground and hug the small thing. "You are most certainly not used to it, nor should you ever be, Tsunayoshi. They obviously haven't taken the time to get to know you, or they'd know how wonderful you are. Besides, I don't want you to ever take such insults from ugly little pugletts." Tsuna broke out into a fit of laughter from your title for the brat. You ruffle his hair and stand up, taking his hand once more. "Now lead me to your class."

Tsuna, in a good mood once again, tugs you toward his class and sits down excitedly while you line up in the back with the rest of the mothers. You lean against the wall in the corner to try to avoid standing near the other women, who knows how many of them had rotten children too? Most of them were eyes you anyways, assuming (without even bother to ask) that you were a teen mom. Your suspicion is confirmed when they start whispering loudly, wondering who your kid was. The stupid idiots.

The door slides open and a man walks in, signaling the start of class when he stands at the podium. "My apologies. Suzuki-san is out sick, so I will be filling in for today. My name is Akimoto Daiki." The substitute's eyes trail over the females in the back with poorly hidden hunger. You are disgusted when his gaze lingers on you.

The class is no better. It is obvious that they are picking Tsuna to answer the most difficult questions that many of the other students didn't know either. You could tell by their apprehensive auras and the uncertainty written all over their face. The mothers are no better, snickering loud enough for others to hear and saying how 'grateful' they were that they did have such a stupid child. Finally, you snap.

You send a pencil flying, imbedding itself in the wall next to the teacher's head. And glare at the man, causing him to quiver in fear. The other parents whisper, trying to figure out where that pencil came from, but neither you nor the teacher speaks up. The lesson continues and you start impaling the student's desks as well. For the exceptionally bad cases where you had to send more than one pencil into a desk, you started aiming closer and closer to their persons. When that wasn't enough, you started throwing pink erasers. They would probably get brain damage later if they didn't get their injuries taken care of properly.

But it appeared that even that wasn't enough of a hint. After one final attack, where a kid actually pushed Tsuna out of his seat, you punched the wall to keep yourself from killing the little insect. The parents gasped and stared at the massive crater in fear.

"Oi, if you don't stop picking on Tsunayoshi then you may have to call the morgue. And you sorry excuses for parents. How dare you openly mock another person's child? No wonder you have such fat useless scum for a brat offspring," you growl. "How can you just stand there and let your little merda of a son physically hurt another? Have you no shame? And here I was told that your kind held great honor. Obviously this school has none."

"Wow. You have a lot of guts to say that in my school, not to mention destroying school property." You turn to see a child maybe a couple of years older than Tsuna with black hair and slanted steel colored eyes. The child pulls out a couple of tonfas. "For that, I shall bite you to death."

The children whisper 'Hibari' and start shaking in even greater fear.

A hand descends on the boy's shoulder and restrains him from attacking. "Stand down Kyoya. She is carnivore and way out of your league."

You follow the hand to the owner. It was one of Giotto's friends, Alaude, who you met at the child's birthday party. Your rage quells for a moment as you take in how similar they were, but then returns full blast when you remember why you were so pissed off.

"You punish ignorant and sorry-excuses-for-a-human-type herbivores, correct?" You ask, pointing to the group of parents.

"Why?" It was Alaude who asked.

"Every single one of them was ganging up on Tsunayoshi. They were a weak pack of herbivores crowding together so that they could appear stronger." There was the possibility that you were shaking, you were so angry.

"Oh?" The younger Hibari raised his eyebrow to that and grinned viciously. "Then I shall bite them to death."

Alaude smirked as well. "Then you take the students and I'll take the parents. You take the teacher." The last part was directed toward yourself.

You smirked and turned toward the cowardly fool while cracking your knuckles. "My pleasure."

"Nee-chan, you shouldn't have hurt everyone like that?" Tsuna scolded, eyeing the smoldering pile of people behind you.

"Then they shouldn't have picked on you like that," you tell the boy uncaringly. Reborn would probably accuse you of sulking like a little kid, but he wasn't here right now so who cares. "Besides, I wiped their memory of today. All that'll remain is the feeling of intense fear whenever they pick on a child like that again."

Tsuna sighed exasperatedly. He seemed to be able to tell that he wasn't going to get through to you about this matter. "I thought nee-chan wasn't the type to attack others like Reborn."

"As your nee-chan, I have the right to massacre whole countries if they hurt you," you tell the boy. Not that you actually would. It was too much of a hassle. Plus there would be a lot of cleaning up to do, and you don't like cleaning up huge loads.

Tsuna sighed again, shaking his head with his hands on his hips. But when he looked up at you, he giggled. He hugged your leg with a happy smile. "Thank you nee-chan."

You smile a little. "Well, since we have the rest of today off, let's go get some ice cream!"

"Yay!"

You yawn as you step off the plan. It was so annoying that you had to return to Italy. You really just wanted to remain behind so that you could continue you self-appointed mission of slipping all of Tsuna's bullies food poisoning. But Vongola Nono was waiting for you and it would be a pain to land yourself on the Vongola's hit list, so here you were. You walk over to the waiting car and hop into the driver's seat, speeding away down the streets faster than what was probably allowed. But hey, if the cops can't catch up to you, or trail you for that matter, then who cares. You're mafia after all.

Although, you regret that decision when you are parked outside of the Vongola mansion. You should have taken you time since you really don't want to be here. You can already feel more than one annoying aura shifting around somewhere inside.

You sigh, but step out of the vehicle. No use in stalling the inevitable.

You move purposely through the mansion, ignoring the stares and whispers that came with you presence in most areas of Europe. Your consolation is that Reborn had it way worse than you. Not only did he get the stares and whispers, but also those ugly whores that would practically throw themselves at him. Most men didn't want to flirt with a woman that was as strong or stronger than them, so you at least didn't have to deal that sort of crap.

You sigh a little and stop walking. "Sure. Keep pointing that at me and maybe one day I'll actually be scared," you call out sarcastically. You turn around to face a small tanned, raven haired boy, pointing a 9 mm pistol at you. "And how are you Xanxus?"

"Tch. So you came back, trash," the child scoffed and stored away his weapon.

You shrug. "Had to happen eventually, brat. Your father pays well after all." You decide to ignore whatever else the brat has to say and continue toward your ultimate destination.

"So what job is it this time?" Xanxus demands, following you toward his father's office.

You grimace. "Don't you have lessons right now?"

"I'm Vongola Nono's son and the next Varia leader. I don't have to do anything."

You sigh again. What a cumbersome day. "Right. Well I have no clue, I was asked to meet up with Nono, so that's what I'm doing."

The two of you walk into the Don's office (after you knocked) and you took your position in front of the desk, while Xanxus threw himself onto the couch. You try not to sigh again, since you were really hoping that the kid would leave you alone.

"Good afternoon, Nono," you greet.

The old man nods with an amused glint in his eyes. "Thank you for coming. Would you like something to drink?"

You hold up a hand. "No thank you. Please just cut to the chase." It was your policy not to drink anything offered by other mafia families as it would be a hassle to make sure that it wasn't poisoned every single time.

Nono nodded, already expecting this. "Well, as I sent in that file, I would like you to consider the mission of accompanying Xanxus and his friend's-"

"They're not friend's, they're trash," the boy interjected.

But Nono continued as if he hadn't spoken. "To the given destination an back."

You're tempted groan and slap a hand over your eyes. "Nono, that sounds like a babysitting job. I'm an assassin, I don't watch over kids."

"Reborn and Iemitsu has told me that you have done an excellent job of watching over Giotto-kun and Tsunayoshi-kun."

You blink, digesting the Japanese suffix added into Italian dialect, but brush it off in favor of the whole message. "That was a favor for Reborn. Besides, there is not enough money in the world that could pay me enough to spend more than five minutes with all the brats gathered together."

"Ushishishi~"

A vein pops on your forehead at the sickeningly familiar laugh. 'Dear Lord. I think I deserve a refund for my life right about now.'

"Nono, you better tell me whatever else you have to say about that matter or anything else in the next 14 seconds or you're going to have to pay me to stay here on top of the fees that'll come with the destruction of your mansion," you inform the old man. "I don't need another literal royal pain in the ass today, and I don't think you want to see how I deal with the two of them either."

"Ushishishi~ Flutter-chan has come back to play with the prince."

You resist the urge to slam your head into a wall repeatedly. This day just got a whole lot longer.

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