Written April 1 2016

Edited January 9 2020

"And eventually she became calm whenever you got hurt"

The hitman concluded as he hopped onto the brunette's head, noticing how the boy winced at the contact.

'Ah I remember that he still feels the pain as if he's still injured even after his injuries heal until they would have healed using normal means...'

When the two arrived back home, the brunette and hitman were greeted with a kind smile courtesy of Nana.

"Oh Tsu-kun, me and Ie-kun have been waiting for you, it's your turn to cook dinner tonight!"

Nana chirped happily as she ushered her son into the house, ignoring all of the dried blood on the boy.

The brunette nodded silently and headed towards the washroom to wash up, he dropped the hitman off in his room on the way.

'I didn't know that lazy-Tsuna could cook...'

The hitman mused lightly for a few moments before heading over towards his idiotic student's room so that he could check up on the brat.

Brown eyes laced with annoyance glanced over towards the hitman as soon as he entered the room.

"So I take it that Dame-Tsuna is back?"

The brunette asked in annoyance, the hitman inwardly frowned.

'I wonder how I'll get Baka-Ie to respect Tsuna...'

"Yes, he is currently showering before cooking dinner"

"Good, I don't like it when Dame-Tsuna gets blood in our supper"

The brunette sighed in relief, the hitman raised a curious brow.

"I'd thought that you'd be more disappointed in having lazy-Tsuna returned"

Ie shrugged as he turned towards his tv.

"He's like a cockroach, I don't like getting my hopes up over him dying so easily. Plus, he actually is a very good cook, when he remembers to wash away the blood first"

'... He's talking about blood in his food so easily... It must have happened quite a few times in the past'

"So Tsuna gets blood in the food often?..."

The brown eyed boy nodded with a grimace.

"Yeah... But sadly I've gotten used to the taste, so I don't notice unless I actually see him bleeding on the meal that he's cooking..."

"Huh, you can actually be civil at times and not go all idiot during a conversation"

The hitman stated, the brunette's jaw dropped before a scowl crossed over his face.

"Get out of my room you stupid infant!"

Ie growled as he attempted to hit Reborn with his pillow, of course he failed and ended up knocking his desk lamp down onto the ground instead.

"Ah, seems I spoke too soon"

Reborn replied with a dark gleam within his onyx eyes, the poor brunette shivered in fear at the infant's dark gaze.

"I-I'm not scared of some stupid baby!"

"Oh?..."

The sound of a Leon gun's safety trigger going off echoed within the room.

The brunette paused as he exited the bathroom to listen to his brother's screams, he shook his head and let out a soft sigh.

He wondered why the hitman was so trigger happy, he wasn't worried however for he knew that no matter how much Reborn wanted to, he couldn't kill his brother without having Vongola after his hide for retribution.

He winced when a particularly high pitched scream echoed through the house before a small smile played on his lips.

He headed towards his room to change into a red shirt with the number 27 written on it in black and black cargo pants before heading downstairs to start cooking.

Honey eyes flashed orange as he pulled out two pounds of meat from the fridge and began to carefully put all of it into a frying pan with some herbs and spices.

"Oh Tsu-kun, remember not to feed Reborn and me any of that, you gathered it especially for you and Ie-kun"

Nana laughed lightly as she grimaced at the smell of the meat cooking, a wry smile played upon the brunette's lips as he pulled out a piece of paper and a pen.

'Don't worry, I know that you think that it's nasty, I'll make you and reborn a nice salad instead'

Nana clapped her hands together with a grin.

"Yay! I love Tsu-kun's salads!"

A small blush tinted the brunette's cheeks as he turned away from his mother in favour of storing the meat.

"I wish Ie-kun would realize how great you are Tsu-kun!"

The brunette let out a soft huff before writing down his response.

'It's fine, he's just scared of me because of what happened...'

Nana pouted lightly, crossing her arms.

"It's not your fault"

Tsuna shrugged and carried on cooking.

"Neh Tsu-kun?"

The brunette perked up at the hesitance within his mother's voice, he raised a brow to prompt her to continue.

"When can I hear your beautiful voice? You know that I'm always going to listen to you right?... Reborn gets to hear it... So why not me?"

Nana whispered softly, guilt flashed within honey eyes as the brunette looked away before writing.

'You know that I can't speak to you...'

The brunette coughed while writing so the words were shaky.

"I know... It isn't time yet... However that still doesn't stop me from wishing to hear your voice... And wishing to be able to help you heal and protect you from them..."

Nana sighed in disappointment, the brunette turned down the heat on the meat and turned towards his mother, he blushed in embarrassment as he hugged her, he leaned up on the tips of his toes and whispered into his mother's ear.

"Thank you"

He then quickly turned back towards the stove, still blushing, ignoring the tears that fell from his mother's eyes.

"Tsu-kun..."

Meanwhile Reborn was frowning at the conversation that he had listened in on.

'Nana definitely knows something... It didn't sound like she was talking about the mafia, so who is 'them'?...'

The hitman lowered his fedora to shade his eyes.

'Sawada Nana truly is a great actor for pretending to be oblivious...'