Title:"Life can Become Art"

Summary:And that was all it took. After that first stroke of paint, everything he had been feeling came rushing out in the form of art. Funny how you could turn sorrow into something beautiful.

Disclaimer:I do not own the wonderfulness of Katekyo Hitman Reborn! I do not own any of the amazing characters, either! I do however own the plot to this story, as well as any OC's that may show up. (Note: OC's will be minor if they show up).

Chapter Title: "Mashed Potato War" (Chapter Thirteen)

"Now, lets go down stairs! I want to meet the newcomers you keep mentioning!"

Tsuna twitched slightly, feeling the negative and murderous aura of the hooded magician across the table from him, the glare hidden under the hood apparent just from the body language.

Mammon didn't seem to like the brunet, and honestly, the art prodigy didn't know why. Was it because he thought that Mammon was a girl for a minute? Or was it because he was raising the bills in the household?

Tsuna went with the latter, because the magician didn't seem like a petty type of person. Maybe a little bit, but…

"Stop glaring," Reborn commanded the short male that, for once, wasn't the brunet. "You're showing your pathetic, pitiful self, Mammon." Those dark as night eyes stared over at the purple-haired magician, not angry but more teasingly, a small spark of entertainment shining brightly.

Expected from him, Tsuna thought, inching a bit away from the Spartan man, That's Reborn's way of teasing: by completely insulting someone.

"Shut up," Mammon yelled, teeth gritting together in frustration. "You're the one that told me that he was putting us in debt! You knew that I would get angry with that! Damn you, Reborn, why do you always have to mess with people?"

The writer looked over at the other emotionlessly, the blank expression seeming to mock the other. His shoulders shrugged, not giving an answer to the loudly asked question.

"Calm down, you two," Fon stated softly, sighing as two glares were pointed towards him. His dark eyes looked over the two in slight concern and annoyance, and the small smile that had appeared on his face wavered slightly.

"You're acting like children, kora," Colonello agreed, his mouth full of food. His words came out slurred, almost un-comprehendible.

Something from the end of the table wheezed past the rest of the table occupant's heads, hitting the blonde in the middle of the forehead. The fake plastic bullet bounced off of the soldier's (Tsuna had found out that Colonello was in the Military while the blonde was in the hospital) face, landing gently onto the table with a slightly bounce.

Everyone, excluding the startled blonde, turned their heads simultaneously towards the attacker. A shiver ran down the two teenager's backs at the murderous glare pointed towards the victim. That same dark aura surrounded the dark-haired writer, making his two non-injured roommates mumble a few words under their breath.

"Swallow before talking," Reborn growled, tucking away his plastic-bullet shooting gun. When his hand reappeared from his inside jacket pocket, the real one (That, once upon a time, was aimed at Tsuna's head) he always carried around was clenched tightly.

Colonello touched his aching forehead, glaring at the dark-haired writer. His teeth were clenched tightly together, most likely his attempt at trying to hold his tongue. Though the soldier was angry, and when he was angry he did stupid, and usually violent, things.

Reborn had gone back to eating peacefully, not expecting the idiotic blonde to do anything. He let down his guard uncharacteristically, and in that instant, something warm and mushy hit him in the face. The dark-haired man identified the substance as mashed potatoes from the texture and color.

The blonde at the other end of the table laughed hysterically, tears comically falling from his eyes as he clutched his abdomen, a spoon still in his hand. "Haha, you deserved that, Rebor-"

Splat!

Mashed potato war was officially declared at the counterattack from Reborn, who had done the same thing to the blonde. A childish but murderous grin spread crossed his face as he stood from his chair., cocking his gun as he did so.

As Fon tried to calm the two down, the small brunet tugged at the baseball fanatic's shirtsleeve. He motioned his head to the hallway, and Yamamoto nodded his head in understanding. The two of them stood up slowly as the chaos continued to grew, the taller one sneaking away into the hall.

Tsuna, on the other hand, went over and clutched the petrified magician's cloak, pulling the older male out of the room just as the real war began.

"Damn you, Colonello! You got mashed potatoes on my suit!"

"Yeah, well you got it on my bandana first!"

"C-Calm down you tw-"

Fon's voice was silenced as the other two growled at each other, yelling gaining extra ten notches in volume. The brunet didn't dare think of what happened to the martial arts instructor, though he had a strange, cartoon-ish picture of what was happing.

Mashed potatoes flying in the air, Reborn shooting them from his gun while Colonello simply throwing them with his hands, like the barbarian the writer thought he was. Yes, the art prodigy would need to draw that. It was just too good of an image to give up.

"Oh, you grabbed him," Yamamoto commented, the grin on his face a little forced. Crashing and gunshot sounds resounded within the house, and the brunet thought of what the neighbors were thinking of the situation.

"Y-yeah," Tsuna replied a little shaky, brown eyes darting back the way he came a few times. He wanted to go back and get Fon, who was most likely stuck in the conflict. But he really didn't want to get hit by mashed potatoes…

But the Chinese man had always been so kind to him, so he let go of Mammon, who had come back to reality, and slowly made his way back to the kitchen. Once he got to the end of the hallway, he looked into the kitchen, his head just peeking out from behind the wall…

And then he was hit.

Mashed potatoes hit him square in the face, the momentum behind the attack sending him flying into the wall behind him. His back hit the hard surface, pain enveloping it for a moment before he went numb.

His vision was covered in white for a moment, and then black washed over him.

When Tsuna woke up, the first thing he noticed was the stinging pain from both his face and back, the latter being worse than the other. He let out a hiss of pain as he shifted in his bed (How had he gotten there?), and then memories flooded back.

The brunet felt exhausted in that moment, shivering at his new fear. "I will never be able to eat mashed potatoes again," he mumbled to himself, sighing shakily.

"I guessed it!"

Tsuna turned his gaze to the door, seeing the bright and cheery sports prodigy standing in the doorway. The tall first year came all the way into the room, closing the door behind him, before tugging the desk chair the art prodigy had and sitting in it next to the bed.

"Guessed what," the brunet asked curiously, never tearing his gaze away from his friend.

Yamamoto smiled at him, amber eyes closing as usual, "I guessed that Tsuna wouldn't eat mashed potatoes ever again!"

A shiver ran down the brunet's back. "Would you eat them after what happened?"

"Nope. That's why I figured Tsuna wouldn't."

"Really?"

"Yep!"

Tsuna blinked a few times, never ceasing to be amazed at how cheerful and happy-go-lucky his baseball fanatic friend always was. A small smile graced his face for a moment, and then disappeared almost immediately.

"Hey, Yamamoto?"

"Yeah?"

"I'd l-like to…um, I-I'd…like t-to call-l Y-Yamamoto by his given name," the art prodigy stuttered out, blushing slightly but not averting his gaze.

"Then go ahead," the baseball star grinned in anticipation.

"Thank you."

"No need to thank me!"

"But really," Tsuna smiled, "Thank you."

AN: Ending absolutely sucks and was rushed. Mom told me to get off, so I rushed it...I can always fix it later, though.

Ok, immediately to questions!

LadyInRedz: Yes, I do plan on bringing in the Varia eventually. :3

laffup: I have an idea kind of along those lines, but I don't know if I'll incorporate it with this fic. So no, Tsuna won't be going into HDW mode. Nope.~ No baby Arcobaleno. This is sort of a normal-AU story... Tsuna will eventually get there, I guess. (*looks up in thought*)

Guest: I updated the day after. :3 Was that fast enough?

Ok, that's all the questions. XD If I missed one, PM and I'll answer it. Anyways, review and vote on the poll, please!~~~ :3