Fun

Warning: Vehement cursing, one-sided fun and unholy alliances


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Teddy decides to be honest about his abilities because it might cause some confusion later. To prove it, he changes his shape to look like Reborn the moment Tsuna picks him up gently.

This causes the shocked Decimo to drop him from nerveless fingers with a high pitched shriek, making him scowl. (And making him look more like Reborn than ever.)

"Oh my gosh!" Decimo cries, looking close to fainting and very white.

A door opens with a bang, along with a cry of "Jyuudaime!"

A pause, and then a whimper. "Holy mother of - !"

Teddy reverts back to his favored shape and starts to grin. It is interesting, and he just started too.

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Teddy manages to make a dozen people blanch, whimper, faint or a combination of all three in the progress of three hours.

After Tsuna recovers (and he recovers admirably, not even a wobble afterwards, though he does groan once or twice) he sends out a runner to tell people what to expect when encountering him.

Teddy doesn't appreciate it. Forewarned people usually weren't so fun anymore. (They didn't faint, just wobble alarmingly)

Still, he deals with what he has and enjoys himself.

Especially once the ropes come into play. It's just like playing with the vines in the Enchanted Forest. And Hyacinth's rules allows him to use his reinforced toy-gun against ropes.

His dexterity and kinetic abilities are tested and he laughs merrily amidst the groans of pain.

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The butler wants to curse.

He has experience with troubling children – and children too smart for their own good – but this is the first time he has experience with a child that moves like a cat.

He is wily and smart, and not having qualms at all in using his toy-gun on family jewels, leaving more than one footman passed out and groaning in pain.

To top it all off, the child treats it like a training exercise, laughing like he was in a park. (Though, given who the child's guardian is, he wouldn't put it past the hitman to make this stay into hell for everyone involved.)

Then, he bumps against the one person that everybody didn't even think about.

The Varia's Sun Guardian, Lussuria, coos at the little boy as he daggles him by the back of his shirt.

"Why, little boy," he says. "What are you doing here? Where are your parents?"

The child wiggles, hair going through various shades that attract the assassin's attention, before settling on a violent shade of violet.

"I am not so little," he declares fearlessly despite the hint of a wobble in his voice. "And put me down!"

The assassin doesn't listen. He pokes the child several more times.

The hair cycles through several more colors, before settling on red.

And like it is an early warning system, the child explodes in a color of blue, before vanishing in a crack.

The butler wants to faint. He doesn't even want to try imagining what the Decimo will do to him once he tells the man that he's lost the child.

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Tsuna wants to bang his head on the wall.

After his rather embarrassing display of shrieking, when Teddy had changed to look like his Spartan Hitman Tutor in his Arcobaleno form and the boy had ran out, Tsuna had to alert the rest of the household of the shapechanger's abilities and some instructions to catch him.

He was told to babysit Teddy and Primo only knew what would happen to the boy in a mafia household. (He sometimes had visitors from other Famiglia, so no, his house is only safe for the more notorious ones.)

Then, he is alerted by his steward that the Varia arrived and the first person to see Teddy is Lussuria, who have a more than unhealthy interest in young boys.

"…say that again?" he asks softly.

The steward gulps. "The child, Decimo. He vanished."

Tsuna really wants to cry, or maybe laugh hysterically.

Everything that has happened is insane, and it's only been five hours.

He promised Reborn to look after Teddy for Two Days.

What had he been thinking?

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A creepy laugh removes Teddy from under the bed out of curiosity.

"Kufufufufufu!" a young man with a kind smile laughs. "What do we have here?"

Teddy frowns at him. "I'm not a what. Teddy's a Teddy."

The young man bends down closer to Teddy's eye level. That makes him alright in Teddy's books. Everyone so far had been content to talk and tower over him. He didn't like it. Even Reborn understood how to talk to him.

"So, you're Reborn's charge," he muses. "My name is Mukuro. Do you remember me?"

Teddy cocks his head to the side, thinking. Well, there had been someone that laughed like that when the Decimo stayed with him once too, but his memory was blurry.

"A little," Teddy says honestly. "You were noisy."

The young man, in his blurry memory, had caused a lot of noise. Mostly clangs against another person that wanted to bite people.

Mukuro laughs again, warmer this time.

"So what are you doing here, Teddy?" he asks.

Teddy smiles. It unconsciously mimic's his guardian at her most impish state.

"Reborn and Haya is at beach. Teddy stay here so Haya won't be worried. Reborn say, 'Have fun!'," he explains.

The sentence is stilted, but the young man understands anyway, having to materialize a trident so he can remain standing despite the force of his laughter.

"Have fun, from the World's Greatest Hitman," he chortles. "I can work with that. I can definitely work with that." He looks at the boy seriously. "Teddy, would you like me to show you other ways to have fun?"

It is the start of an unholy alliance.

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Gokudera receives the news of the child's disappearance at the same time as the baseball freak, and wants to find the nearest flat surface to cause himself a concussion.

"Babysit a child that has no qualms causing wild scale destruction of his own guardian's home, never mind another person's," he grumbles under his breath. "Jyuudaime must be more tired signing papers than usual."

And then the frantic dashing about of maids and footmen happened. Gokudera promises to himself not to get involved.

"Hahaha," the baseball freak laughs, scratching the back of his head. "Tsuna is really nice. Hyacinth must be very tired to ask for a vacation."

At the back of Gokudera's mind, he is thinking of Reborn, because this has his signature all over it, the chaos. The woman doesn't even factor in. She's too nice. (Even if he did think that she was capable of poisoning everyone with a smile and an invitation to dinner)

"Che," he scoffs. "I'm not helping. I got sprayed with enough flour, thank you."

The lotus flowers makes the both of them pause.

"I thought Mukuro-san was out on a mission with Chrome-chan?" the baseball freak asks.

Gokudera lets out some of the tamer insults lest he explode.

"He must have come back early," he growls. "Dammit. Let's help. Jyuudaime might actually recruit Mammon to do it, and our treasury can't stand the rates the bastard charges."

Takeshi laughs, calming Gokudera for a moment.

They round the corner, and he starts cursing vehemently, never mind who is listening.

Because the little neon haired boy had just found Belphegor and it looked like the self-proclaimed prince was very happy about it, what with the chortling laughter he let out.

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Also known as: "Teddy channels Hyacinth and forms alliances with the really scary Mafiosi that no one likes to get too close to" OR "Teddy haves too much fun and it's only been one-ohmygosh-day"

Late update. Feeling a bit…droopy. Not an adjective, I know, but I feel droopy. Like a sad Whomping Willow. (Not exactly sad, mind you, just very tired. I couldn't seem to belch out a chapter any earlier than today.)

Writing a funny, bordering on a crack chapter is a bit difficult in the wrong mood.

Hope I did it justice. Hint right here.

Requests still good (and still accepting them.)

~Hallen