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BAMF! Tsuna / Tsuna-Centric / Expect it to switch to Conan-Centric every now and then / additional information at the bottom along with answers to reviews.


Balancing Luck

Music softly played in the background as the customers chatted to each other, giving people a comfort and relaxing atmosphere. The waiters and waitresses were smiling or going about their business without trouble. Customers softly spoke about the food, others squealing to their friends how it tasted 'wonderful', causing the manager and boss to puff their chest out in pride.

Taking a bite out of his Spaghetti alle Vongole, Tsuna glanced over to the small detective and two females. They were easily talking about the food, practically raving on and on about it and how 'Sonoko' hopes that her father manages to land a contract with them.

The boy had to stop the snort that almost escaped, yet didn't stop himself from rolling his eyes. While it was true that the information about this restaurant wasn't public, anyone in the business industry would know that any 'Clam-X' production was under the 'Vongola Corporations Branch'. Which would obviously steer other industries or corporations from trying to even make a move on their small business.

It was like there was an unspoken rule or law within the operations of business. Make a move in another's corporations, then you better ready yourself for either the separate party to comply –even though that's highly unlikely, seeing as all his employees were loyal- , or an all-out war to throw them out of business. Reborn always says: 'lure them in the den and watch them cower in the presence of a lion'. Tsuna knew it was morbid, but he also knew what his tutor meant; nothings more dangerous than being in an enemy's territory with an inflated head and ego.

Anyways, that didn't really matter much to him at the moment. Tsuna really just wanted to eat and relax with his friends. With the cause of confusion being here though, it made him want to pick up bits of information. Either it being small habits or idle chit-chat, information was information. He had honestly thought he would stand out and catch their attention without meaning to.

Tsuna's luck wasn't really all that great when it came to that, so there wasn't much doubt about it. Yet it surprised him that he wasn't even getting side-glances from the said group. Although, "Move your big head, you stupid baseball freak!" there was a part of him that felt like hitting his head against a wall.

"Eh? Isn't that enough room for you to see, Haya-Chan?" Of all people, Tsuna would have thought they would do little to catch any glances –besides for their looks, of course. His two friends were the center of attention, only because they were hissing at each other –which was ruining the atmosphere- and were blatantly staring at the group.

Tsuna cleared his throat, "Hayato, Takeshi." His respect guardian's whipped their heads in his direction, eyes wide and waiting. Sighing, the brunet pointed down at the ignored food. "Your food is going to get cold and it's rude to stare at others."

The soft chiding was enough to get both of them to fluster, mumbling apologies to him before focusing on their food. Nodding his head in satisfaction, Tsuna glanced back at the group. His cheeks redden at how the three raised a brow in direction, eyes glancing between him and his friends.

Knowing that they would either ask them now or later about why his two friends were staring at them, Tsuna smiled sheepishly at them, his Sky Attraction spiking in hopes that they would just let it drop. Watching the two females blush let him know that it had worked, but the miniature detective reacted rather differently.

His head perked up, eyes staring intensely at him with confusion, yet Tsuna could see how he wanted to just go over there and sit next to him and not leave his side. Turning away from them to focus on his food once more, it hit him like a ton of bricks a few seconds later. The only way people could ever react to him and his Sky Attraction to such lengths was if they had their flames unsealed. While people had unknowingly kept them dormant, there were others who had them unlocked, yet never tapped into.

Gulping down his uneasy feeling, Tsuna continued to eat whatever was left of his spaghetti. The way how 'Conan' reacted was just how Hayato reacted when he used Sky Attraction. Of course, said guardian learned not to bolt from his spot to be near him. Speaking of which, "Sorry for using it, but they were looking over here and I didn't want to cause a scene." Tsuna muttered, glancing up at his friends.

Hayato looked about ready to crawl over the table and let his flames Harmonize with him once again. Takeshi's hand on the storm's shoulder was the only thing stopping him. "It's alright, besides, it was our fault for causing a scene to begin with, Juudaime." Letting Takeshi's flame relax the stiff form under his hand made Tsuna smile as Hayato all but slumped in his seat.

"There, now you're not all tensed!" Takeshi smiled, removing his hand from the other. The baseball star shot a glance over to the table once more before looking back at his friends. Specifically Hayato. "Ah, that's why you reacted that way. You normally have more control but I was wondering why you looked about ready to show that you're Tsuna's Storm."

Tsuna blinked. What? "The little 'brat' over there almost tried to harmonize with Juudaime. Like hell I would just sit here and let him do that! Especially without Juudaime's permission." Hayato scowled, picking at his Saltimbocca. What?

The brunet spluttered, his voice coming out softly as he leaned forward on the table slightly. "What do you mean he –I knew I felt something off, but to try and harmonize with me?!" That shouldn't have happened. At least, that's what he thought. 'Then again, I do have two mist guardians…' Mentally shoving the thought aside, Tsuna pulled himself off the table to lean back in his seat. "Well, I guess we could add that to our information?"

His guardians nodded their heads, although Hayato continued to scowl as he bit into his food. Inwardly cringing at how animalistic he looked for a moment, Tsuna risked another glance over to them. 'Conan' was fidgeting in his seat, fingers holding down onto his seat tightly, making his knuckles turn white. If the brunet was honest, it sort of looked like the miniature detective was fighting against himself to stay put or to get closer.

Quickly looking away, Tsuna made a mental note to see how far 'Conan' has come with his flames. While reports have stated that he never showed any bits of activity with it, there was always a slim chance that he had and it was just not noticeable. For now though, he would focus on his food.


There was no reason for him to react that way. He didn't know the person so the idea of already knowing him was crossed off the list. However, the feeling of wanting to get closer to the teenager was still there. Albeit, not as strong as before but enough to feel it lingering. Biting back the sigh and curiosity, Conan turned his attention back to his company.

"I can't wait for papa to try and land a contract with these people. Their food is amazing and the prices are so affordable!" Sonoko chirped happily, twirling her fork into her dish: Spaghetti alla puttanesca. Obviously an Italian dish; in fact, half of the menu was nothing but Italian food and desserts, while the other half remained of Japanese dishes and desserts. Not that they were complaining. It was nice to have something different and easy for their wallets to handle.

"Are you sure he would be able to? I thought that small businesses like this were already under some kind of corporations, considering there are more 'Clam-X' stores around." Ran commented as she took a bite out of her Spaghetti all Carbonara.

Sonoko frowned, brows furrowed together as she hummed. "I guess you're right, I hadn't thought about that." She shrugged nonchalantly as she leaned back. "Well, I'm sure papa can get them to leave their old boss and sign with us instead."

Ran spluttered, wondering how her friend could say such a thing without any hesitation. "Mou, let's not talk about this anymore." Giving a smile, the brunette's eyes lit up. "Have you seen the new movie yet? The Romance-Comedy one?"

And that was when Conan chose to ignore their conversation as he continued to eat his Chicken Cacciatore. His legs swinging from the booster seat –god, how much he hated the booster seat- in an attempt to distract his thoughts about the teenager once again.

It wasn't helping, much to the detective's dismay. He would always find himself staring at them from the corner of his eyes or almost close to the edge of his seat. It was rather infuriating. There was no reason for him to act as he did, but Conan couldn't help but want to get close.

Besides the logical 'I don't know you, so why are you talking to me' scenario that played in his head, he couldn't help but squint his blue eyes at the silver haired teen. The aura the teenager gave off wasn't exactly hostile, it was more like a dog trying to show that he wasn't about to let him get close to his 'master'. A strange way to think of the delinquent –for what else could that guy be?- and his behavior, yet Conan couldn't come up with anything else.

He frowned, taking in the three teenager's appearances. The silver hair teen and smiling goof ball matched what Ran had told him before. How they went around school asking information about his 'Shinichi-niichan'. When asked why they would like to know about him, Ran only shrugged, saying that they were just interested with his detective skills.

Pfft, as if he would believe that. He hasn't been in the news or papers for two years, they're obviously interested in him for some other reason. Whatever 'other' reason it was, Conan wasn't sure if he wanted to find out or not. 'Still…' Conan's eyes went back to the smaller brunet of the three as he idly chewed on his food. 'I feel like I've met this guy before.'

The questions of 'where' and 'when' came to mind and he already knew he couldn't exactly remember. It was faint, but he was sure that he had met him. Obviously not recently, not even when he was in middle school. His brows furrowed in thought as he squinted at the teenager. 'Could I have met him in grade school? It's possible. Then again, I would have defiantly remembered someone with hair like that.'

Conan blinked to clear his thoughts and almost choked on his food. His blue eyes locked onto orange orbs –'How is it possible to have such eye color?!'- and once again, Conan felt like he was trying to reach out to him. Physically, he remained frozen in his seat. Metaphorically, it felt like a part of him was stretching out, in hopes to get closer to him.

Orange orbs widen in realization, as if he knew what Conan was trying to do. As if he knew that his metaphorical arms were getting closer to him. The warmth and acceptance was so close that it made Conan's eyes sparkle at obtaining some kind of connection with it. His attempt was ruined when another feeling came into play; he wasn't sure what it was but it was strong enough to stop his metaphorical arms grabbing a hold of the warmth he couldn't help but crave.

Ripping his gaze away from the strange –accepting, warm, strong, pure, protective- orange orbs, Conan found himself having a stare down with emerald eyes. With the delinquent, how typical. A soft and quiet like 'Hiiee' filled the air. The detective pursed his lips, eyes narrowing behind his glasses. 'I was so close!' Conan mentally whined, biting back the growl that was sure to escape. Close to what, he wasn't sure, but it was so pure and strong. It almost felt like he could do anything if he could just get a damn connection to it.

The delinquent scowled at him and Conan didn't hesitate to give his own. Food and company forgot, the shrunken teenager shifted in his booster seat to get a better position to glare down the other. The Kudo family were stubborn to a fault, they were also known for their 'doesn't back down from a challenge' attitude. Apparently it also applied to the other teenager, as he watched the silver haired teen square his shoulders, and straightening his back.

An old tactic to make them look taller and intimidating, it would have worked had Conan been a regular kid. Mirroring the teen's posture, the two continued their stare down. His logical mind came ramming it ugly rear into his face, practically screeching that he was making a scene –a silent one, but one nonetheless- with people he didn't know.

His stubbornness pushed it aside. Conan wanted to know a lot of things and wasn't one to follow 'gut' feelings, but this one, he just couldn't ignore it no matter how much he tried. Those three teenagers were not normal. They weren't like him or Haibara. Nor were they like them –thank goodness, he couldn't handle it if they were, especially the smaller brunet. There was just something about that guy that screamed 'protect at all costs'.

Conan didn't move from his position and neither did the teenager. He wasn't about to back down damn it! Narrowed eyes clashed, intelligence radiating from behind them, and lips pulled back to bare their teeth. Their stare down would have gone on forever had it not been for the goof ball stuffing the delinquent's face with some kind of dessert. The teenager's look was priceless; from a puffed up dog ready to attack, to a spluttering mess with cheeks puffed out from sweets.

Hilarious as it was, Conan felt rather mortified for acting out like that, in public no less. Shifting his eyes between the goof ball and delinquent, he let his shoulders relaxed, feeling oddly calm. Brows furrowed at the odd feeling that washed over him, Conan couldn't help but sneak a glance at the brunet. Orange orbs looked back at him, his head tipped to the side and frowned.

The brunet looked rather upset at their silent interaction, as if he was a parent ashamed of their behavior. His cheeks reddening at the look, Conan did his best to not fidget in his seat. Dear god, he honestly felt like a normal child. It was official, those three were strange.


Heaving a long sigh, Tsuna counted his lucky stars that Hayato didn't get up from his seat and stomp towards his cousin –no, towards 'Conan'. The only thing that stopped his storm guardian from doing such a thing was that Takeshi had boxed him in their booth. Never has he had ever been that thankful before for Takeshi's instance of sitting next to Hayato.

Throughout the whole stare down between the two, Tsuna couldn't help but feel so shaken up. Never before has the teenager felt so out of place while being in the middle of two storms to try and harmonize with him. In the back of his mind, it had clicked into place once 'Conan's flames tried to reach out to him once more. Since the detective was more focused, Tsuna was able to get a general feel of the flames the other produced.

There was hardly any bit of surprise when he felt Storm flames bubbling through, considering that reports had mention of his intelligence and habits of getting into trouble. Almost like Hayato, really. But what did surprised him was that there was something else. Another type of flame hiding below the storm. Tsuna wasn't sure what it was and he wouldn't know it until 'Conan' actually tapped into it. But for that to happen, he would have to have something to let it out; an outlet of sorts.

While all of it was interesting, thinking of or seeing it was another whole different factor. If he could ever prevent 'Conan' from ever using his flames, there could be a chance that whatever normal life the shrunk boy had would stay intact. If not… Pinching the bridge of his nose, the brunet counted backwards to calm himself. Why couldn't he have a normal day? Like a real, genuine, normal day?

Hearing Hayato growl as he chewed on the piece of Takeshi's Italian Love Cake, Tsuna shook his head at his friend. "Hayato, I know you just wanted to show him that I already have a Storm Guardian, but you should also know that people just can't help but try to harmonize with me."

Gulping down the cake, Hayato looked at Tsuna with wide eyes. "Yes, I am aware of that Juudaime. It's just –I couldn't help it. After everything I've been through, you're the only one who's accepted me with open arms, so much to the point our flames harmonized instantly. I felt like I had to show him that I wasn't going to back down."

"In other words…" Takeshi started as he stared at Hayato intensely. "You were worried that he would somehow take your spot as guardian and you would be left alone again, right?" Seeing Hayato's gaping expression was the only answer they got. Smiling towards the other, Takeshi patted his shoulder. "Maa, maa. You're over-thinking stuff again. Do you honestly think Tsuna would just abandon you like that? I thought you trusted Tsuna with his choices?"

"Of course I trust Juudaime with his decisions, you idiot!" Hissing at the rain, Hayato shrugged off his hand. The silver haired teen's expression changed to being ashamed as he lowered his head. "I know you would never abandon me or any of your guardians like that. Forgive me for my actions, Juudaime."

"It's alright, Hayato. I knew what you were trying to do." Watching Hayato spring back up, Tsuna couldn't help but give a heart-filled smile. "Just make sure you don't go too overboard. As I said, people just can't help but try to make a connection with sky flames. After all, they just want to feel accepted." After that, the three of them went back to eating their desserts.

Well, Tsuna was trying to eat his, as Takeshi continued to take a piece of his cake along with Hayato's Cannoli. Chuckling at their interactions, the brunet mused on how close the two had gotten over the weeks they were here alone. Briefly, the boy wondered if there was any damage he would have to pay. Seeing no bills or people raging at their current whereabouts, he quickly chose –and hoped- that there was nothing damaged.

Minutes later of eating their desserts, Takeshi tilted his head as he voiced his confusion. "Ne, didn't the papers say that wherever he went there was always a murder?" His simple question caused the other two to freeze. Frowning to himself, the baseball star looked around. "Hmm. I guess it's not happening because Tsuna's here?"

"Eh? Why would it happen or not if I were here?" His luck was horrible, why would his friend think that just because he was here it wouldn't happen? Wasn't it supposed to be the opposite? Not that he was complaining. Tsuna didn't like the idea of someone dying for something that could have been solved by talking to each other.

"He may just have a point, Juudaime." Snapping his head back and forth between the two, Tsuna made sure to show his confusion. Hayato sat up straighter as he cleared his throat. "Think about it, every time you go somewhere, you always save a life. There are hardly any deaths around you. With him, there are always deaths. If you two are in the same place, maybe it balances out whatever supernatural thing is going on with him and attracting such things?"

Tsuna didn't know what to do; sweat drop at how Hayato brought in 'supernatural' into the equation so easily or try to bring some kind of sense into what they were talking about. Sighing, the boy buried his face into his hands. A second later, to save what sanity he had left, he went along with it. "…Okay, but how does my luck negate it? I mean, I understand me not wanting people to die, but how could I play a role in something like that?"

Hayato and Takeshi exchanged glances, their faces serious and nodded. "It's because it's you." Tsuna's face met the table faster than they could blink. His abrupt action caused them to get a few stares, even the manager looked over to them with concern. The guardians just smiled –in Hayato's case, scowl- and shook their head.

"The reason why we came to that conclusion is simple: your Sky Flames." Takeshi continued as if nothing happened. "You said earlier that everyone wants to feel accepted, that means that they would have to abide with what you would want from us. And that means no killing."

Frowning at the confusing logic his friend provided, the brunet rolled his head to the side, his lips pursed together in a pout. "That still doesn't make sense. Is it because they're civilians?" Apart of his mind understood what they meant, but at the same time it didn't. 'Then again, I've been through a lot and it included stuff that broke logic itself.' Sighing once more at his defeat of not having a normal life, the boy continued to stay in his position.

"Alright. Fine. Nothing's happening because I'm here." Tsuna was just done with it. His first day here and he wants nothing more than to go back to his home. He wondered how he was going to deal with everything else if just being in the presence of 'Conan' made his head turn.


Thankfully, it remained that way. There were no murders in his restaurant, –'Thank god!'- and picked up bits of information from the three, easily coming to the conclusion that the two girls knew of Shinichi on a personal level. They had left before them, Sonoko leading as she chirped happily about the meals and how they'll snatch the restaurant easily. The other girl, Ran, followed after her friend laughing nervously at how sure she was.

All the while dragging the miniature detective by his hand. He didn't get close to them but it didn't stop the 'boy' from looking at Tsuna with those large blue eyes. Disappointment from not being able to get any closer and determination to find him no matter what. The brunet wasn't sure if he was happy about that or not.

Leaving the restaurant while stating that he was satisfied with how the manager and employees handled everything, the three went off to do some grocery shopping. Passing by a T.V that was on display, Tsuna tilted his head as he watched the news play out. A heist note had been sent out and everyone nearby was excited. The boy has never even heard of the thief until the reports of his cousin chasing him down, to see how popular he was something else entirely.

Tsuna gripped onto his bags and smiled. "How about we watch it on T.V? I'd like to get a general idea on how this 'Kaitou Kid' performs before attending one." Watching how the note shrunk to match the size of the photo of the thief, Tsuna wondered how it would be like to be in the building. Surely his Hyper Intuition would be able to pick him out, right?

Again, that wasn't until another day. For now, he would just watch and see how everything plays out.


Additional Info: May add more later in the story.

It is true that Tsuna has Harmonized with his Familiga but his Sky Flames are strong enough to gain another of the same type.

Sky Attraction –in this story- is more of a passive thing. Tsuna can't just turn it off but he can make it more appealing to get out of sticky situations. Which, in turn, makes the people around him more aware of him and try to get closer. Honestly doesn't really help him all that much. [snickers]

Answers:

Evanescentfacade: The story plot is when Subaru is currently living in the Kudo's mansion and before Sera shows up. But since it's more focused on Tsuna than expect the info to be jumbled up. I gotta get back into it again, after all. OTL

Kiri Kaitou Clover: I was thinking about it but I'm not entirely sure. If I did make an Omake, it would be really short. Also, this is a 8059. Tsuna gets a bit of loving too –by attracting a lot of odd people. Lol.

Aki no Tsuki: Lambo, I-pin, and Fuuta will remain in Namimori to keep Nana company. Also, because I don't know how to type out their characters.

TegzTsinelas: Tsuna isn't a Boss in training anymore, as he finally took the seat a year after the Rainbow Battle Arc.

Codenumber6: The other Guardians will appear, they just have to wait for their part/jobs to grant them the perfect timing. U u U

Shinichioiyx: Who knows? Maybe? Maybe not? [wiggles eyebrows]

Guest-Roo: All your answers are in the Additional Info above, my dear friend.

Knight Yuuki: Nothing to worry about. This is a story where Tsuna managed to make Vongola back to what it once was. No misunderstanding here unless it's to make the story more suspenseful. Also, I have an idea that Tsuna might be protective of Shinich/Conan. He might be a year younger than the detective but that won't stop him from making sure that his family is safe.