Kate Kyou Hitome, Tsuna!

by Kimonohi Tsuki

After Bermuda's defeat, Tsuna's life returns to normal, or as normal as it could be. With Reborn still training him for a position that he continues to reject, Tsuna begins his final year at Namimori's Chuugaku. But of course his lazy days would not last long. What is it that Trinisette still has secrets! What did he do in his past life to deserve that!

13. 422 - How Not To Cook With Kyoko

Chapter by JonaX, Kimonohi_Tsuki

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Summary:

When Tsuna's health relapses, Reborn may have something to say to the Sun Guardian. Kyoko, in return for the class that Tsuna and his friends gave her, has her own chance to be a tutor.

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Target 422 - How not to cook with Kyoko

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December 17th, Saturday, seven days before the Christmas Party and the arrival of CEDEF.

- What?! The brat tried to devour your flames?!

- Devour is a strong word, I would say more that he tried to absorb them without realizing it.

The doctor just blinked in disbelief at the contrary statement, while he just drank his coffee.

- That madness of flame gets worse and worse...

Shamal had arrived at the Sawada Residence early that day, even before sunrise to deliver the weekly Tsunayoshi Exam results, only to have the door opened by Reborn himself, who guided him to the kitchen to prepare coffee for both of them.

The doctor had barely had time to put sugar in his own cup when the Hitman simply recounted what had happened the night before as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

-...How did this happen exactly? - Wanted to know the doctor, raising his hand to his frown and muttering internally, already anticipating a headache. - Are you sure you weren't drunk?

- I felt Tsuna's flames taking over the room after a conversation we had. - He continued to ignore the contrary accusation. - But they were not visible. Something I had already felt from Nono*, but Tsuna's were much more intense and impregnated with his emotions at that moment. - He explained while looking at his now empty cup. - The flames seemed to want to envelop me, so out of curiosity I let my own flames envelop Leon and that happened. Do you think it might be some kind of reflex?

- Like a leg that kicks when the knee is stimulated? - The smaller one nodded. - I know I'm studying the biological factor of the flames, but from that the flames can react as a member of the body...

The eldest was clearly in disbelief as he stared at his cup.

-...I mean, if he was even in danger, I could argue that would be how adrenaline works in our body, now, a reaction like that in a moment of peace doesn't make any sense to me.

- Later, when everyone was already asleep, I thought about it better. - The assassin resumed sparingly. - Sky Flames. The Sky that colors and engulfs everything. - He recited while the Mist finally sweetened his coffee. - That's how they described the first Boss of Vongola.

- Yeah, I've always found a very strange romanticization for someone who was practically kicked out of the family he created.*

- I always thought that the "engulfs everything" referred to the fact that he was a great Boss, always aware of everything that happened thanks to his great intuition, but I start to think that it can be something more than that, especially in relation to your colors.

- What do you mean? - Asked the doctor, frowning.

- Since our discussion of the Representative Battle, I've been paying more attention to its flames. On that occasion, he showed a very large amount of them, more than I had ever seen him use in any of his fights, even against Daemon. Enough to convince me we had a chance to win. And yet that day, as Hibari says, he looked like a small animal that bristled its fur to make himself look bigger.

- I said he was basically a puppy. - Shamal mocked, starting to drink his own coffee.

- And animals are territorial.

- Can you really imagine that kid being remotely territorial? - The loudest questioned in disbelief between gulps. - If it was that crazy President I would understand, but the Vongola?

- He's not really, but maybe his flames are. - Shamal only raised an eyebrow at the comment. - It is a fact that he feels much more confident when he is surrounded by them, do you think that the type of flame can affect someone's psyche?

- That sounds like that madness of signs, but… - He stopped, putting a hand to his chin, thoughtfully. - It is not impossible, if each one acts differently in each organism. I wouldn't say it would be possible to say something like "Mists: Fucking with Reality for Pleasure and Profit" as the signs try to classify all of humanity into twelve groups, but maybe there really are certain tendencies... I admit I'm still skeptical of all this, but... Can you see any similarities between the Brat, the Useless Horse, and the Raging Lion?

That made the Hitman smile.

- Before the Battle of the Rings not, but after Xanxus put his head back in place, I would say that the three of them have the same detonating factor. - That made the biggest raise an eyebrow with interest. - To mess with someone in your bunch.

- It's hard to believe this, remembering how he treated that Shark during the Sky Battle. - Shamal pondered in disbelief.

- It's because you didn't see him in the battle against Jaeger, and the violent way he reacted to Squalo's death*. Anyway, what I want to get to is: I realized that Tsuna's flame is not limited to himself, I can feel the Sky Flames starting from other guardians as well. In a tiny concentration to be "usable", but enough to be detected by a thorough analysis, even more so by me, someone who lives with that useless kid almost every day for the last two years.

-...The Sky that engulfs everything... - Shamal understood, pushing away his now empty cup. - Your theory is that he coats his flame on his guardians, like the Sun's flames that come in contact with the body's cells to activate them?

- Something like that. - Confirmed Reborn pouring himself more coffee, ignoring a new wave of curses about Flames. - However, what would be the purpose of the Sky Flames with this invasion? Just tag those flames as part of a pack?

The doctor didn't respond right away, closing his eyes and crossing his arms.

- Look, I'm not saying I believe all this bullshit, but if I may make a technical comparison. If the Skies keep messing with the other flames like that, for me they would be like the viruses in our intestines. People always think of viruses as something bad, but some can be neutral and especially very useful. Modified viruses create vaccines, help to reverse or control diseases, in the case those in our intestines attack bacteria that are created there, preventing them from proliferating too much and causing a bigger problem, more than an invader would be a great regulator.

- The harmony factor. - Connected the dots the smallest.

- Well. - The assassin shrugged, opening his eyes again. - You already told me that you felt the Luce's celestial flames always present with you even when they weren't around, like a memo of your relationship. I always thought it was your romantic side talking, but as you always say, "who knows." - He scored, while the other just lowered his fedora without saying anything. - If so, it wouldn't just be an impression or a sensation, but something physical and palpable. The Sky Flames would be like a virus or even a drug that infiltrates the body and acts as a kind of regulator.

He paused for a moment reaching out to pour himself more coffee, this whole insane conversation needed all the caffeine he could handle.

- I don't see a Sky being able to "harmonize" me or anything like that, my strong personality and my charm are too much for any Sky to handle, but despite not liking Hayato's servility, I'd be lying if I said he's not a much smaller mess than it was before I met Sawada. Same goes for that crazy president. When I got here at school he looked like a madness psychopath looking for the biggest pit possible to throw himself into. It is now possible to have a reasonably normal conversation with him.

- Gokudera, Hibari and even Yamamoto and Mukuro are the ones that I could more clearly feel the presence of Tsuna's flames mixed with theirs. - Reborn considered. - But why do you think that the Sky Flame would serve as a "regulator"? I'm sure it's not just their characteristic of being "Harmony." - He continued lifting his face and facing the other again. - You cannot ignore the psychological influence that Tsuna, despite being useless, has on his guardians, for me, it is what most induced the change in attitude in them that you mentioned, more than any influence that the flames may have. Someone who cares and fights for you can open up a lot of horizons in a person's life. Mukuro himself is an example of this.

The Mist gave a knowing smile, which only made the Ex-Arcobaleno frown in warning, which this time he complied, setting the provocation aside to pursue his own ponderings.

- I do not take away your reason, but one thing does not exclude the other, I think. You see, there is a rule in medicine that tells us that the less medicine needed to treat a disease, the better. Think about depression for example, in mild cases you can treat it without medication, depending more on psychotherapy and physical activity, but in stronger cases, psychological support and physical encouragement are not enough, and in these cases, medication and other forms of treatment are necessary, that is, for them to have formed such strong bonds with each other in such a short time is excellent and promotes many changes in their lives, however, this may not be enough for everyone.

- And his flames would be something like plan B. - Reborn followed the reasoning. - The medicine that helps them to always be the best version of themselves. Even the best medicine doesn't work miracles if the person doesn't help himself. - He considered while the other took the opportunity to take a few sips of his drink.

- This is the point. - Confirmed the doctor again. - More than the calming effect of the Rains, if the Sky Flames really act like that, they would be like an antithesis of the Sun Flame, even in flames you and the brat are opposites. - Ironically. - But I think it makes sense to think that other flames could somehow affect our bodies. As you activate cells and other bodily functions, Sky may balance them, or even shut them down. After all, the Ninth froze his adopted son for eight years with his flames, and one fine day he just walked out of there alive enough to be a foot in the ass. Not even the most advanced science can do something like that, simply shutting down the body and then reactivating it later with little or no consequence other than a few scars, I would have to examine Xanxus to be sure, something that will never happen for various reasons, but this it's the biggest proof we have of how these flames can influence the body, positively or negatively. Petrification itself would not stray too far from that line.

- In short, a Sky that engulfs everything, and colors everything, because it engulfs its flame with those of its guardians. - Finished Reborn, and then it was his turn to smile provocatively. - For someone who is not convinced of the role of flames, you have very good theories. I'd say your doctor's curiosity was piqued.

Shamal just huffed in frustration, throwing his body against the back of the chair, staring at the kitchen ceiling with irritation.

- Since you used drugs as an example. Perhaps the Sky Flames can cause addiction, or even withdrawal? - Considered the Hitman, his mind far from the possibilities, thinking of his own relationship with Luce, and the chill he'd felt since the curse.

Could this cold be the result of the absence, not only of her welcoming presence, but also of her flames in his body?

Imagining that it came to be so depends on someone turned his stomach.

- I have no idea… - He said. - I would need to examine some people who are very close to the Sky to have some point of departure, assess the consequences on the body caused by an abrupt separation, and this could easily be confused with the absence of the person himself, and not the flames in question. So unless you also plan to freeze the Vongola Brat for a while to see how its guardians' bodies would react, I have no way of knowing that. There may be cases and cases, but Varia itself seemed to function very well even after their eight-year absence from Sky, under the leadership of that Shark. In fact, that swordsman in those parameters you put looks more like the Sky of those madmen than Xanxus himself.

- Squalo is the picture of what a right hand man should be. - Followed the assassin through his second cup of coffee. - He is the extension of his Boss in every way, if Varia remained intact with Xanxus' absence, he deserves all the credits.

- Maybe he's a good captain, maybe the "elements" keep reserves of Sky Flames to keep themselves in order, like bears that accumulate fat for the winter, or those crazy members knew they wouldn't have anywhere else in the world but in a organization of independent assassins. I honestly lean more on the latter option.

Then he sat back straight in his chair, seeing his old friend.

- You know, maybe the more chaotic a person is, the more flames of Harmony he needs, after all, the Greek goddess who originated the word "Harmonia", was the daughter of a God of War and one of Love, she even fought in armor on her husband's side. More than a symbol of peace, she was one of balance, something that varies from person to person, from family to family. What is balance for Varia would hardly be balance for Hayato, Sawada and the others. At least for now, we still don't know how much his chaotic tendencies will influence him.

Reborn didn't offer a comment on that, just finishing his coffee, a smile hidden by his cup.

- If the more chaotic the person, the more challenging it is for Sky to "harmonize" them, in which case, for this Brat you would be a full plate, maybe that's why he seemed to want to claim your flames and merge with them in the first place. - He shrugged his shoulders again. - That, if you want my opinion, of course.

- Apparently, what we thought was tradition and customs, may have more layers than we imagined. For some reason Kawahira and the First Giglio Nero always chose Skies as the main bearers of the Trinisette. - Pondered the Hitman again ignoring the provocations.

- But even if all this seems sooo important, in the same way that a medicine may not have an effect for a person or for a specific disease, being born Sky doesn't make you great, just look at the Vongola kid, without you he would undoubtedly already have died. I say the same about the Brat Cavallone.

However, he stopped any further consideration he could have when he noticed the serious and determined expression that painted the Ex-Arcobaleno's face at that moment.

- Shamal. - Seriously put the Hitman. - I want you to examine me, in addition, I will convince another Ex-Arcobaleno to do the same, in addition to the other Tsuna guardians, I will invent some excuse for them to cooperate.

- This could take a long time...

- Take as much time as you need.

This made the doctor take a long breath, ruffling his hair in exasperation.

- What the hell have I gotten myself into? - He grumbled with disgust.

And before the first people in that bustling house could wake up, he left along with the sunrise, not before launching a familiar capsule to the Ex-Arcobaleno already at the door of the house.

- One of your insects? - Wanted to know the Hitman analyzing it.

- You told me that yesterday was Vongola Brat's day off, and that's why he wasn't home. If my diagnosis of excess flames is correct, this being the first day that he has gone without using his flames to make his deliveries or even engaging in physical activity after reasonably getting used to the pace, he may relapse, have a fever again and things like that, in that case, use this insect. I developed Bruna to absorb flames, it should lighten the load on that human pyre you call a student.

And with a last wave, already with his back turned, he lost himself in the still deserted streets of Namimori, taking a pocket hip flask from his lab coat and drinking like it was nothing, without really expecting an answer.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Shamal was right.

That didn't make Reborn the least bit happy.

In fact, these oscillations in his student's health were truly starting to frustrate him. Even the beating he had given Skull that morning after Shamal's departure wasn't enough, he was sure that the lackey by now had already fled with his giant octopus to Shimon Island, maybe he would hunt him later just to de-stress a little more.

Entering the Sasagawa residence was much easier than it should have been, even though it was a guardian's house, in which his Boss was at that moment sleeping on the sofa in a feverish and unprotected state.

Reborn just had to jump from the front gate of the big house to the roof of the covered garden, which gave him ridiculously easy access to the side door cover, which even for a baby like him was only a step away from the second window. floor, opened by Leon in seconds.

Ryohei needed to get some good sermons from Master Pao-Pao to make him a more decent Sun, and the security of this house urgently needed to be reviewed. To be the home of two vital family members, and with a still very low probability of being the home of the next Vongola Boss' future wife and in-laws, this level of protection was outrageous to say the least.

And the fact that the room of the Sun, and of his sister that he swore to defend above all things, were on this floor didn't help anything, because even then the fighter hadn't noticed an invader entering his parents' room.

And not just any invader, a assassin.

- Pathetic. - He commented as he passed through the dark room, opening and closing the door with silence behind him.

As he descended the stairs on his way to the hall of residence, he found his little student frowning and glowing red in the face, even from this distance he was sure he was stricken with a fever.

When he reached the brunette's side, he brought his hand to his forehead, feeling it terribly hot, as if his flame was breaking from there, even if that wasn't the case.

- Damn boy, you've been giving me a lot of trouble. - He grunted, aware that the heavy sleep of the other would not allow him to wake up.

39 degrees, one more step and Tsuna would go to the hospital.

His frown must have been due to the pain he was feeling, if Shamal was also right about that, and there was no reason to believe that at this point, for the minor to be manifesting this discomfort, he should feel a really pronounced pain. If that wasn't enough, a layer of sweat covered his face and his body shivered slightly as if paradoxically he was cold.

He didn't remember seeing the young in such a vulnerable pose before, not even when he'd had his shoulder pierced in Byakuran's future.

He absently ran his hand over the boy's sweaty forehead, brushing away his hair stuck together with sweat.

-...Rakogurieru… - He murmured those lips, making the assassin stop his act to frown at the meaningless word.

"What are you dreaming about, Useless-Tsuna?" - He thought, running his hand over that forehead that so often harbored a hot flame.

And despite his body temperature, the boy seemed to shiver more and more from the cold.

- Leon. - He called the companion who had already changed from the thermometer to the chameleon. - Turn into a blanket.

The other promptly complied, while the assassin focused on climbing the deck that the brunette's restless sleep had already pushed away.

Definitely a lot of work.

And yet the boy looked cold.

- I should ask Nono for a raise for that. - He cursed again, deciding to light his flame to see if that seemed to have any effect, even if it was a new attempt to snatch his energy.

A small flame, fragile as a baby's body but an intense yellow, glowed at the tip of his right index finger, even without a ring through it. He lit it next to the younger's forehead, watching with some grace as he seemed to be in Shinu Ki Mode with the Sun's flame glowing there. He was about to slide his hand in, as if scanning that body to warm it evenly, when a hand suddenly grabbed him.

And the fact that the Hitman didn't feel the action coming surprised him much more than the act itself.

-...Reborn. - The biggest one muttered in recognition, gripping in an almost painful way the hand much smaller than his, preventing it from moving away from where it was, close to his forehead that was sweating cold.

For a moment he actually thought the other had woken up, but then he dismissed the idea when he saw how his eyes remained closed, although he continued to cling to his small hand as if his life depended on it, his expression, however, was starting to soften suddenly relief, as if the flame was actually an icy damp cloth to ease his pain.

Even though it was the Sun's flame, Reborn knew it was doing nothing with its manifestation other than giving off heat, which completely ruled out that its flame was somehow relieving the opposite pain.

He couldn't help but stare at the teenager's now-relieved expression, who clung to that warmth like a child clinging to a teddy bear.

Totally inappropriate for a Mafia Boss.

And even though he knew it in his bones, he made no real effort to break free or stop his fire from burning. Mentally replaying the words this civilian had offered him the day before.

"If it's up to me, there's always a place for you to come back."

Even Dino hadn't had the foolishness to offer something like a home to a assassin like him.

- You are a strange boy, Sawada Tsunayoshi. - He couldn't help but comment in disbelief that his presence could really bring comfort to someone in that way.

"This kid is making me very condescending." - He thought finally releasing his hand by force, ignoring the discomfort and seeing this as the perfect opportunity to release Bruna.

The insect came out of its capsule and obediently landed on its victim's uncovered jugular, and cursed be that doctor who was as stupid as he was genius, because in a matter of half an hour after the bite, the young's temperature was already at a much more acceptable level, while the fever was dropping by leaps and bounds and Bruna was returning to her little house after having done her duty.

And the only evidence that could prove what the brunette had gone through was the green blanket with eyes over his forehead, and a small reddening on his neck.

-...Eh?! Baby?! - The Sun was already shining in the sky when its half-cursed namesake turned to face the guardian of the same element, standing at the door of the room, surprised by the opposite presence.

Reborn, The World's Strongest Hitman, frowned, his flame already out for nearly an hour, though he still sat next to his student's bedside.

-...What do you do here? - Only then did he notice the posture of his supposed boss, immediately worrying. - Did something happen to the little brother?

- Ciaossu, Sasagawa Ryohei. - He Named, smiling inwardly when a shiver ran through the largest's body at having his name called in a tone that clearly betrayed danger, along with a suffocating aura that began to fill the air.

To hell with Master Pao-Pao, he'd have a little chat with the Guardian of the Sun himself.

He would be sure that even an idiot like Ryohei would never forget his words, let alone his duty as a Guardian.

And if he could take advantage of that to take out all his frustration over his student's state of health, why wouldn't he just take advantage of the target offering himself on a platter in front of him?

-.-.-.-.-

- Little brother! What happened to you?

Sawada woke up startled by Kyoko's screams, jumping up from his place on the sofa, still sleepy looking for his gloves in his pocket.

However, when trying to get up his body staggered, while feeling strangely weak. A kick to his head finally sent him falling back onto the couch before he hit the floor.

- Eh? Reborn? - He called when the world started to stop spinning around him.

- You're sick, be quiet. - It was the dry comment of the Ex-Arcobaleno, who just jumped on the back of the sofa after his action.

- Sick? - He repeated confused, taking his hand to his forehead, his temperature seemed to be normal, although in fact he felt a throbbing pain in his head. - But Kyoko… I heard her scream!

- Don't worry, it's okay Tsuna! - Before the Sun could say anything, the other emerged at the door of the room with his sister and the rebound with a worried expression on his face, and not least.

- Brother! - Tsuna exclaimed, horrified by the state of the eldest, again trying to get up, only to stumble in sequence on the carpet.

Or that would have happened if Ryohei hadn't approached quickly and caught him.

- What happened to you?! - Tsuna repeated Kyoko's question from moments before exasperated.

There was blood running down the albino's forehead, just as his nose appeared to be broken.

- I took an EXTREME punch!

- Big brother, you didn't challenge Hibari, again, did you?! - Kyoko continued, afflicted, kneeling beside him.

- Don't worry Kyoko, I already said I'm fine, Tsuna is the one who needs care here. - Put the Sun assuming a serious posture, facing directly the confused brunette.

- I? But you're the one who's all hurt!

- You had a high fever this morning. - Informed the Guardian not leaving the position that made him look too much like his version ten years into the future. - 39 degrees, that's not really a joke!

- Tsuna, is this true? - Kyoko continued worried, now turning to the brunette. - Is it my fault because you tried so hard teaching me yesterday?

- N-no! - He came forward to exclaim frantically waving his arms. - Definitely not your fault!

- But you had a bad feeling yesterday while trying to use your flames without using your rings. - Accused Ryohei.

- Is that true, Tsuna? - He heard Reborn's strangely dark voice echoing behind him.

- It's just because I'm not used to it! - He defended himself. - I had only done it once in the fight against Bermuda!

- Even so. - Reinforced the Guardian, sitting in an almost Lotus pose, while resting his hands on his knees. - As your older brother and your guardian, I can't let you try too hard, that's why I called Yamamoto's Mister Father and today I'm going to work extremely hard in your place!

- WHAT?! - He exclaimed in shock. - No, I'm fine!

- Then stand alone. - He almost felt a shiver cross his spine at the opposite tone, even after living with his future version, it was still strange to see the always extreme and screaming boxer with such a serious and serious posture. - If you can, I'll let you go to work.

Feeling slightly uneasy at the clear challenge, he did as he was told.

Or at least he tried, but his body seemed to have been suddenly drained of energy, and as soon as he got to his feet, he fell back onto the couch, needing at least a minute for the world to stop spinning around him. When he found himself, the Sasagawa brothers were sitting on either side of the sofa, Reborn on his shoulder.

-...My Brother is right, Tsuna, it's better to stay here today, don't worry, I'll take care of you!

In a normal situation, he would just collapse at the image of his beloved Kyoko taking care of himself, but he would have time for that later, now his thoughts were focused on something else.

"How strange, my body feels light and at the same time weak, and I feel somehow empty and tired, it's almost like that time I came back from the future after the Pole Knocking." - He thought as he watched without seeing how the older man got up.

- Decided then! - Put the Sun firmly with his nasal voice. - Kyoko! You take care of our little brother!

- Yes sir! - She confirmed saluting. - But please bandage that nose before you go.

- I'm fine, it's just a scratch!

- Are you sure? - Questioned the Sky uncertainly.

- Don't worry! I'm going to work EXTREMELY HARD, BOSS!

- T-that's not exactly what I meant!

- If you're so sure then, I'll take care of the Boss! Good job! - She guaranteed, and that sentence made a shiver go through the brunette's spine, bringing him back to reality.

- I'M NOBODY'S BOSS! - He exclaimed completely blushing when he was called that by Kyoko too, but he left that aside when he saw that the eldest left the room. - Aaah, wait, brother! - That made him stop, eyebrow raised, slightly smeared with blood. - Who left you in that state?

The brunette didn't notice, but it didn't go blank to the boxer as there was a slight irritation, mixed with concern in his questioning.

Which only made the albino smile brightly, holding up his thumb firmly.

- Trust me Tsuna! Men understand each other with their fists, and those were words I really needed to hear! - He imposed it firmly. - I am going!

And he just left, with the reindeer suit under his arm, which he had no idea where he'd gotten it.

- I didn't understand anything at all! - He exclaimed as soon as he left. - I'm afraid of what he might end up doing...

- Don't worry, Tsuna, my brother can be very responsible when he proposes, and he seemed quite determined! I'm sure he will be fine!

- Even so…

- Now, you better take a nice hot shower. - She continued in a worried tone approaching him and pulling a little of his sweatshirt. - You're all sweaty, and that's bad. If you want, I can help you with that.

- Help me? - He repeated, blushing completely, while his teenage mind projected the image of a sweet Kyoko willing to wash his back and-

And a kick to the back of the head knocked him flat on his face.

- Tsuna!

- Pervert. - That was Reborn, landing on his head. - She was referring to helping you get to the bathroom, idiot.

For a moment he had even forgotten that the other Sun was present.

- It's better not to forget if you don't want to get shot in the head.

- Stop reading my mind! - He exclaimed still blushing.

- Eh? What had you thought? - Questioned the innocent redhead.

- N-nothing...

-.-

In the end, it was Leon who helped him get to the bathroom by creating objects to support himself on the way to the bath, still standing oddly on guard when he started to undress.

-...I can bathe myself, really. - And despite his words, the chameleon seemed to have a look strangely determined not to obey him. - Seriously, why is everyone so worried? I've been through much worse.

Still, he couldn't deny that he felt so much better after a nice hot shower, even his aches were gone.

Good thing he had brought a change of clothes with him, after the incident in Namimori, it would have been extremely embarrassing to have to borrow Ryohei's clothes too.

- And Kyoko said she would take care of me, what did she mean by that? - He questioned aloud, extending his hand to Leon to come with him, feeling that he was already able to walk normally.

And so he opened the door with the chameleon on his shoulder.

- On the fifth day of Christmas, my love gave it to me...! - He blinked, surprised, for a moment thinking that he was really seeing the choir again in front of him, in the middle of the Sasagawa's house.

Only to notice that it was a recording, playing on a TV mounted on a piece of furniture, right at the entrance to the bathroom.

- Eeeeeh? When did this get here?!

And a new kick sent him falling on his ass to the floor, Leon becoming a pillow so his head wouldn't hit the wall.

- How many times do I have to tell you not to interrupt the song? - Asked the assassin, standing on top of the TV.

- Reborn!

-...Fiiiiiiive flamiiiiiiingos! - He could see, in addition to the others, Skull's beaten up and completely bloodied figure, along with four henchmen from the Calcassa Family. - Four toucans, three chickens, twooo doves and a partridge on top of a pear tree! - Along with all the others he had seen before, in a strangely professional shoot.

Verde looked almost as miserable as Skull, but at least the Mini Moskas hadn't exploded this time.

At least not during filming.

- I recorded this in advance, in case you don't come home, to remind you that you now only have seven days. - Reborn explained stopping on top of the TV.

- Practically a week?! - He repeated exasperated.

- And Ryohei better not mess it up, because Kusakabe stopped by this morning to get everything you had so far.

- HIIIE! IT'S TRUTH! I SHOULD HAVE GO TO CHUUGAKU TO DELIVER THE MONEY IN THE MORNING!

- Don't worry about it, Kusakabe offered to stop by to get the money when he heard you were sick.

He couldn't help but sigh in relief, internally thanking the eldest for his good gesture, even if it had bankrupted him, at least he wouldn't be bitten to death for not keeping his word.

But relief would have to wait.

- Aaah! Damn it! What am I going to do now?! Even if I work hard, I won't get enough to give everyone a gift! - He was exasperated ruffling his hair.

- It's okay, Tsuna! - Kyoko exclaimed, simply appearing from behind the TV and almost giving the brunette one a heart attack. - Remember I said I would help you with the gifts if you explained to me about the flames? So, I have a genius idea that will help you!

-...What an idea? - He repeated worried, not being able to avoid feel a bad feeling.

And Reborn's smile, which seemed to predict an upcoming chaos, didn't help that feeling at all!

-.-.-.-.-

It was a beautiful day in Namimori, the birds were singing, and the Sun, even in winter, was as radiant as ever.

However, not even the brightness of that day's Sun could surpass the brightness of a certain man, especially when he had only one goal in mind.

Deliver sushi.

- Mom, you ordered the food only ten minutes ago, you don't have to stand in front of the door. - Said a boy with spiky hair with a splint on his arm, using his good hand to feed a young girl sitting on his lap with a bottle.

- Quiet Kensuke! The angel can appear at any time. - Refuted the woman, who looked really expectant, being startled to hear unnecessarily loud knocking on the door, loud enough to wake a baby in a crib next to the kendoka. - It's him! Make that child stop, Kensuke! Don't spoil this moment!

The boy just rolled his eyes, but obeyed, turning his back to answer his brother who was yelling in his ear preventing him from hearing the interaction at the door.

Not that he cared much.

As soon as the woman made her way through, her radiant smile disappeared as if she had never been there.

- HERE IS YOUR ORDER MADAM, EXTREMELY DELIVERED! - Who was at your door was not the angel dressed as a reindeer, but a tall and dark skinned man, with an intense gleam in his eyes.

And even though he also wore the costume, which looked uncomfortably smaller on him, it was definitely not the same, it lacked all the angelic aura.

Yet this boy had even incorporated his reindeer role, as he looked like a perfect Rudolf with his red nose, swollen and a little crooked.

- Eeeh… Thank you… - Said the woman awkwardly, taking the food, and handing over the money, her hair looked more disheveled than ever after this scene.

- No problem! THANK YOU FOR SHOPPING AT THE YAMAMOTO FATHER'S RESTAURANT! WHOSE NAME I HAVE EXTREMELY FORGOTTEN! - He said making an extreme bow, then make a move to leave.

- Oh! W-wait… Where's the other one- she tried to say, but she didn't even have time to finish and the boy had already disappeared on the horizon, still screaming.

- Okay, he stopped crying and… Hey, what's that face? - Asked Mochida, seeing how his mother looked as confused as he was in the Pole Knocking.

- Kensuke… Next time we'll order pizza… - She finished taking the sushi to the kitchen.

- OK…? - He didn't know how to react, was it really Yamamoto making the deliveries? - But why?

- Because they just changed my angel! - She put it unsatisfied. - I refuse to give that Honky Tonk another penny!

- I think you better stop taking all those medicines, mother. You are getting crazier and crazier. - He sighed simply returning to his previous task.

In turn, Ryohei ran at full speed back to the restaurant, not even paying real attention to where he was going, after all, he already knew the way to that place by heart.

So it wasn't really a surprise when around the corner from the commercial center, he ended up bumping into someone head on, as a result both affected fell with a clatter on their backs to the ground.

- I EXTREMELY APOLOG-

- WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, YOU IDIOT! - Exclaimed a young blonde with a pronounced scar that cut his nose, in addition to several clips in his hair.

- OH! - Ryohei exclaimed, pointing to the youngest. - You're that friend of Pineapple Head who pulled out a lot of my teeth!*

- I HAVE A NAME, YOUR ANIMAL, IT IS JOSHIMA KEN, AND HAVE MORE RESPECT FOR MISTER MUKURO! - Exclaimed the other Sun, dissatisfied, pushing forward, stopping in a squatting position almost like a baboon.

However, Sasagawa paid him no more attention, focusing instead on picking up a small box that had flown out of the bag the other was carrying.

What looked like a remedy box.

-...Are any of you sick? - He commented as he turned to read the package, but he couldn't when Ken, with an agility that didn't even seem human, snatched it from his hand.

- It's none of your business! - He yelled, standing up and quickly putting the object back in the bag.

- Did something happen to Pineapple Head, Spectacled Stranger, Selfish Woman and Bizarre Child?! - He exclaimed getting up too.

- DON'T CALL US LIKE THAT!

-…Do you really want me to go with you to help? - He said promptly, already taking his healing box. - After all I- But he was interrupted.

- I'M A SUN TOO! - The youngest exclaimed, his face turning an intense red. - I CAN TAKE CARE OF MISTER MUKURO ALONE! ...This remedy is just... Yeah. - He clenched his fist tightly. - WE DON'T NEED YOU!

And he just ran away before the eldest could argue any more.

-...I was just going to say that I have a Box that could help… - He commented for nothing, staring at the small yellow box in his hand. - Why did he look so extremely offended?

He tilted her face to the side, rambling, then started.

- OH NO! I EXTREMELY FORGOTTEN DELIVERY! - And he ran out again, showing that he hadn't learned anything from the previous accident.

-.-.-.-.-

- EEEEH?! TO COOK?! - The Japanese exclaimed, sitting again at the kitchen table, Reborn in front of him, helping himself to his faithful coffee.

- Yeah! - The red-haired young girl happily replied with a pot in her hands. - We Japanese usually give sweets as a gift when we travel, even if it's a western party, I don't think it's a problem to Japaneseize a little, right? - She finished, turning to the Italian in the room.

- There is not exactly a law about what to give as a gift. - Reborn explained lowering his cup. - Even more if it is homemade food, it would be a very well accepted gift.

- Did you see? I said it was a good idea!

- But I… - He began, looking away and feeling suddenly nervous. - It's just… My mother doesn't let me get close to the kitchen, especially the stove.

- Pathetic. - Hitman's answer was short and thick, bringing a metaphorical cloud of depression to the youngest. - How old are you again?

- I-I don't want to hear that from a baby! - Exclaimed embarrassed, Kyoko, on the other hand, pulled the chair and calmly sat next to him.

- Why doesn't your mother let you try to cook? - She asked as if talking to a small child, which didn't make him feel much better.

- Well I… - He continued feeling more and more embarrassed. - When I was ten years old, I tried to help her make an Okonomiyaki, so I took the last egg we had at home and ended up breaking it on the floor by accident.

- Very pathetic.

- Stop this! - He exclaimed red as a tomato.

-...And? - The young girl insisted, making the younger one blink.

- "And...?" What?

-...That's all, I mean, you broke an egg on the floor and that's why she didn't let you cook anymore...?

- It's just that it made a lot of mess, and then she had to go to the market to buy more because that was the last one, after that she told me that I was a disaster in the kitchen and to always leave it with her.

- Reborn is right… - Followed the redhead with a low face. - That's pathetic.

-...Eeeh?! - He was evidently disappointed by the girl who also liked to find him pathetic. - Sorry, it's just that, as long as I can remember, I've always been clumsy.

- Why are you apologizing? - She wanted to know, looking up, and he could almost see flames burning in it. - I wasn't talking about you Tsuna, but about your mother's attitude! Cracking an egg was just a silly mistake! Okay, wasting food is not okay, but it was an accident!

"She really was adorable when angry." - He fantasized, barely paying attention to her words.

Which is how he ended up in this situation in the first place.

- You shouldn't let that stop you Tsuna! - She followed her steadily, making her look a little like her brother. - No one is born knowing, we all have to learn one day, and cooking is so fun and relaxing, don't let a silly mistake stop you from trying! You may end up discovering that you are very good at it!

"I highly doubt it." - He couldn't help but think suspiciously, but put that aside to cast an expectant look at Reborn who continued drinking his coffee in silence.

- What? - Wanted to know the assassin.

-...Aren't you going to say something like "A real Mafia Boss has to know how to cook"? Or something similar to force me to learn? - He questioned suspiciously.

That made the Hitman smile.

- No, Useless-Tsuna, it's not really necessary for a Mafia Boss to know how to cook, in fact, everyone I know has employees who cook for them.

-...Oh...

- Although, I heard that Fourth was about to open a restaurant when his brother was murdered during the Inheritance Ceremony and he had to take over the family in his place.

- Hiiiie! - He exclaimed, scared, seeing like this, his ceremony hadn't been such a disaster. Only then did he notice something. - Wait! The Fourth was the one who fought with a fork?

- This same. - Finally the weapon of that dark blond man he saw during his meeting with the spirits made some sense. - I didn't think you'd remember that.

- It's just really weird. - He didn't talk, because he had never talked about that daydream with the other bosses that he had in the future for the assassin. - After all, who fights with a fork?

"Your future self." - Thought the tutor in turn, returning to drink his coffee, remembering how the other had hung a student after an accurate throw, but said nothing about it.

- However. - Followed Reborn. - All men should know how to cook so they don't become dependent on the women in their lives. Women should be treated like ladies, not servants. Besides, knowing how to cook is a sign of independence. - He ended up as elegant as the true gentleman he was, finishing his coffee as well. - Remember how pathetic you were when the girls went on strike in the future? If you knew how to cook and fend for yourself, you wouldn't have been so useless.

- Don't even remind me… - He commented darkly.

- So I'm in favor of you learning something like that. And if Kyoko can't get that into that hollow head of hers, we can always turn to Bianchi, she'd be delighted.

- Hiiiiiie! No! Anything but learn to cook with Bianchi! - He exclaimed in panic, putting his hand to his stomach.

- Don't worry, Reborn! - Guaranteed Kyoko, her eyes now really on fire. - I will be an excellent tutor, and I'm sure Tsuna will be a great student!

The aforementioned only limited himself to staring at the young girl with disbelief, but without the heart to deny himself in the face of all this conviction.

In turn, Reborn smiled, standing up.

- Very well then, I trust Tsuna in your care.

- Yes! - She was really excited pulling up her sleeves. - I'll start preparing everything! - And with that she went enthusiastically to the closets, leaving the other two alone at the table.

Now he was really starting to see the similarity between the brothers...

- I'm feeling generous today Useless-Tsuna. - Reborn started again, catching his student's attention again. - Then I'll leave you two alone this time. - This had an immediate effect, making the teenager boil with shame. - Try not to spoil everything, after all, Neo Primo will need a wife and Vongola heirs.

- REBORN! - And his face was almost phosphorescent when the assassin came forward to say goodbye to a happy Kyoko, leaving his student dying of shame behind.

-.-.-.-

- So… - It started out awkwardly. -...What do we do first...?

Tsuna just watched as Kyoko went back and forth with books and more cookbooks, piling them all up on the table.

- First we have to decide what we are going to cook, so I brought you some recipes.

-...Some? - He repeated, looking with apprehension at the dozens and dozens of copies in front of him.

- Yeah! As we're having an Italian Party, I thought we'd make a recipe from Italy, and these are some books my mom bought of international recipes on her travels, one of them must have something from there!

-...Right. - It was the simple confirmation of the brunette, taking a book with several flags on the cover and opening it. -...But it's not in Japanese!

- No problem, we can guide ourselves by the illustrations. - She also followed, picking up some copies and leafing through them. - It can't be that hard.

"I barely know how to crack an egg or I did well on my English test, how the heck am I going to make a recipe in another language?!" - He thought with exasperation, still not having the heart to deny the other anything.

However, they had barely begun to leaf through, and the brunette's full attention was called to a specific recipe, pausing long enough for Kyoko to notice, putting down her own book.

- Tsuna...?

She didn't get an answer, so she opted to get up and walk around the table, to see what the other was watching so intently.

"So this is Italian, I've seen and heard a few words before, mostly of Lambo babbling between naps, but I think this is the first time I've seen a full text like this." - He considered in his thoughts outlining the flag of Italy with his fingertips. - "It's so different and it seems so complicated… Does Reborn miss talking in his mother tongue? Although… He probably does that to Bianchi."

- Tiramisu, huh?

- AAAAH! - He screamed scared throwing the book in the air.

- Oh! Sorry! I didn't think you were so distracted! - The young girl excused herself, taking the book back, which luckily had fallen with the page open. - But you've been looking at this page for at least ten minutes.

- Excuse! I just… - He started rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. - I don't know, something caught my attention in this recipe, so I got distracted by the text…

- What caught your attention so much? It looks like some kind of Cheesecake. - Commented the young girl looking at the image of the plate.

- I don't know how to explain it, I just feel like we could do this...? - He started out insecure.

- Like an intuition?

It made him blink, understanding coming to his face.

- Tsuna...?

-…I don't think I ever told you, but… - He bit his lower lip internally, wondering whether to tell her or not, even though at this point, with everything she already knew, it wouldn't make any difference. - The Vongola, my supposed family, are famous for something called Hyper Intuition.

-...You really like the word Hyper... - She considered putting a hand to her chin. - Hyper Intuition, Hyper Mode...

- Aaah well, I think so… - He continued awkwardly. - But it's like the name says, I think, a very strong intuition, Reborn always says that everything can be wrong with me, except my intuition and that I should trust her, but honestly I can barely identify when she's talking to me, less in my normal state… Sometimes I feel a tightness in my chest, sometimes I feel a dry throat, or a headache, and sometimes I feel my whole body shaking. At least I think that's her speaking out, because it mostly happens in decision situations, or when I'm told about something.

- This is really cool! - She put it impressed, only embarrassing him more. - Are you super sensitive then? Or rather, Hyper Sensitive! - She laughed.

- Something like that, I think? But I have a hard time trusting something so volatile, no matter what Reborn says… - He confessed, lowering his head and going back to his cookbook.

- What did you feel when you saw this recipe?

-...Which should be this one, I can't explain why, I just feel like it. It's very vague and stupid, so-

- So let's do this one!

- But Kyoko! It's all in Italian!

- Do not worry! - She said with her radiant smile. - I bought an Italian dictionary when we returned from that Future. - She said, already getting up. - Besides that your intuition must really be right, after all this recipe goes coffee, all Italians like coffee, don't they? - She said pointing to the word caffè between one of the ingredients.

- I guess...? - He considered thinking about Reborn and how he was seen all the time with a cup in his hand.

- Then it's perfect! - And without waiting for more comments to the contrary, she went in search of her book, returning seconds later with a copy big enough to have to hold with both hands.

- It is huge! - He exclaimed at the resounding sound the dictionary made as it hit the table. - Are you sure it will be a good idea, Kyoko? - But she was no longer listening to him, willing to find the meaning of the ingredients.

"She's so adorable when she's determined." - He thought, resting his chin on his hand to appreciate her adorably frowning in concentration.

- Well... Here it says there's a cheese called Mascarpone. - She considered a few minutes later. - I don't know if there is such a thing in Japan to buy, but here it teaches you how to do it too, we'll only need two days.

- Two days!? - He exalted himself coming out of his daydreams. - Can cooking take that long? Isn't it better to just choose something else...?

- It's just that cheeses need to lose their whey, and that takes time. - She explained closing the dictionary, to then make notes in Japanese next to the Italian recipe with a pen that she had also brought. - But don't worry, I'm sure there will be time, after all, we still have seven days.

- But...

- Let's try to make the cream base without this cheese too, just to see how it goes, at least just in case, so you can practice too!

-...Right. - He only accepted, realizing that it was useless to try to reason with her at this point.

- By the way, this recipe calls for three eggs.

- What?! - He exclaimed again, feeling a bad presentiment. -...This-

- This is really perfect, Tsuna! - She placed already standing up ready to fetch the ingredients. - So you too can lose your fear!

The brunette one just sighed helplessly as the young girl walked away humming in satisfaction.

He definitely could see the resemblance between the brothers.

-.-.-.-

- Right as far as I understand, the first thing to do is heat the milk to eighty-two degrees, and then add lemon to curdle it. - Kyoko recited with the book in hand while she added milk to a pan and turned on the fire, while Tsuna watched her carefully from a safe distance of one meter.

- And how do you know it reached that temperature? - Wanted to know uncertain.

- So… We need a culinary thermometer, but I don't know where Mom put hers… - Considered the young girl frowning. - Ah!

- What's it?! - The youngest startled, afraid that something had already gone wrong.

- I think I know where it is, besides, I also forgot something very important and crucial for us to cook!

-...Kitchen gloves? - He considered looking around and maybe it was his amateurishness, but he didn't miss anything that crucial.

- Tsuna, I'll look for it, meanwhile you look at the milk for me, okay? I will not take too long.

- But I… - He said, looking suspiciously at the pot as if it was going to attack him at any moment. -...I do not know what to do!

However, the young girl was already heading towards the kitchen door.

- I won't be long, just look and don't let the milk boil at all, okay?

- R-right… - And he limited himself to confirming it, only to be left alone. He took a deep breath trying to calm down. - Come on Tsuna, it's just milk, you've faced undead, what is boiling milk? - He said, trying to cheer himself up.

"I just don't want to disappoint Kyoko, she's trusting me so much." - He thought while staring at the innocent white liquid. - "But what could she have forgotten that was so important?" - He looked away for a moment to see the cookbook and its scrawled translations, distracted again by how different the Italian looked.

Until a strange sound, along with a peculiar smell, caught his attention again.

- AAAAAAAAH! - He exclaimed, taking a startled step back when, as if it were lava from a volcano, the milk had turned into foam, starting to overflow from the pot at ridiculous speed, falling over the stove burner and spreading all over, along with the smell of burning. - No no no no! - He exclaimed, already panicking, trying to turn off the fire just to increase it, making the liquid not only reach all the stove burners but also start to run down the sides of the appliance as the smell became worse. - No!

And then the flame just stopped, and the milk innocently started to go down on its own as if it hadn't just committed pandemonium in the kitchen of the girl he liked.

- Tsuna! - The aforementioned exclaimed almost as if she had been summoned, running towards her and turning off the fire that had already stopped due to the outlets having clogged with the liquid that was white before, and which was now a mixture of brown and sticky black.

- Sorry, sorry, sorry...! - He exclaimed countless times, bending his body. - I really didn't mean to...!

- Did you get hurt? - She questioned worriedly, ignoring his apology, taking both his hands and looking at them carefully.

- I'm fine, but your kitchen-I can't do this, I'm so pathetic, I knew I shouldn't-Ouch- He exclaimed as she slammed both hands against his cheeks. -...Kyoko...?

- I saw Yamamoto doing this to concentrate before a baseball game. - She said, staring him straight in his eyes, making him immediately look away in embarrassment. - Tsuna, look at me.

He complied, red as a tomato, but he did.

- It's okay, I shouldn't have gone out like this when I knew you wouldn't know what to do, I ended up taking too long, it was my fault.

- No but-

- You know, I once dropped a soda on the floor, and when I opened it, the liquid flew up to the ceiling!

-...Eeeh? - What was that coming to now?

- When I was a child, my brother heated an egg in the microwave, the explosion was so big that my father ran with me under his arm because he thought it was a shot!

-...Wait, what?!

- And my mom, who taught me how to cook, has a spatula that's shaped like an S since she left it in a pan. And my dad is the champion here at home when it comes to boiling milk. Once we even had to call the fire department. - She finished smiling understandingly. - What I mean is that everyone here has already caused at least one disaster in this kitchen, so it's alright, ok?

-...But your stove…

- Oh, at least you didn't melt it, my father once almost made it explode!

- Your family is a bit strange… - He couldn't help but observe, blushing later at the sass, but before he could take it back she was already laughing.

- And you can't even imagine the accidents we caused in the secret base! That future self of yours was very smart to have built such a sturdy kitchen.

He didn't know what to really offer in the face of that, so he just smiled, feeling his chest heat up at the contrary words, as he once again wondered what kind of people Sasagawa's parents were.

- Now tell me, didn't you get burned? Even as a fire user I wouldn't underestimate something like hot milk! - She exclaimed, taking his hands again.

"They're rougher than I thought." - She couldn't help but think, smoothing those fingers. - "Does he hurt his hands even wearing gloves? Or would it be for training without them?"

- No, I didn't get close to… That thing. - It was all he offered in reply, ignorant of all her analysis, too embarrassed to be held in such hands. - I-I'm fine, really.

- Your hands are strangely cold for someone who handles fire with them… - She considered, assessing his palm, while he blinked, confused by the abrupt comment. - I thought they were hot all the time.

- A-ah, well, Shitt-P told me they were and… N-Not that I keep holding her hand all the time or anything! No, no! It's just that she, she... Huh…

- Well, I think they are cold, maybe that's why your gloves take the shape of wool gloves, isn't it?

- Ah… Honestly, I never thought about it, but… - He went back to the stove, still looking really guilty. -...What do we do now?

- I think the stove is clogged, so we'll need to clean it, and unfortunately I didn't find the thermometer, so we'll have to improvise. - She sighed. - But I found the crucial thing! - She said proudly showing off what appeared to be...

- A… CD?

- A music CD! My mom always said it's easier to cook while listening to music, so I went looking for some old CD of my dad's with some Italian music and I found this! - She finished proud.

-... - He didn't really know what to say, it didn't seem to be as crucial as she had mentioned before.

But again, he was a layman, so he decided to just accept it. Maybe that was why his mother often hummed while she cooked.

- And what's left in the pot we can make hot chocolate, so it won't be a total waste!

As Tsuna cleaned up his mess under Kyoko's instructions, she double-checked the recipe, only to laugh silly for no reason.

- Do you know what is funniest? I translated it wrong, this recipe doesn't even have milk!

- What?! - He exclaimed in disbelief looking at her.

- At least, not regular milk, but Fresh Milk Cream! Now it makes more sense.

- I don't believe it, Kyoko!

-...Oops...? - She said, showing her tongue and winking accomplice, while she rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly.

And they both had no choice but to laugh, finishing cleaning together to speed up the work.

- But we still need a way to measure the temperature. - She followed looking for a radio inside a kitchen cupboard after they had finally turned the stove into something recognizable again.

- I have in my special lenses a temperature gauge, I've never used it to measure anything other than measuring my own flames, but...

- That's it! - She clapped her hands together. - Why don't we use your flames? You feel safer using them, don't you? It can make cooking easier! - Then she stopped, as if noticing a big problem. -...But on second thought, it would be very exhausting, wouldn't it? You even had a fever today! Using your flames can be dangerous.

- Would not be. - He said with conviction, something that made her blink because it wasn't something so common coming from the brunette. - The fever has nothing to do with me using flames yesterday.

-...How do you know?

It was his turn to look confused as he tilted his head.

-...I do not know? I don't even know why I said that… I just… I feel like that's not the problem.

- Is that your intuition that says...?

- Hmm… Probably? - Considered. - But I know it wouldn't make me sick again. Although cooking with flames of last will is almost as crazy as trying to dry clothes with them…

- Drying clothes...? - She repeated curiously.

- A-ah, it's nothing! - He hurried to say shaking his hands. - But yes, I think we can do that, in the end… It's still fire, isn't it? We can try if you want. At least then we wouldn't dirty the stove again! It is very difficult to clean it.

- Very well then, I'll get another pan. - She started with a new spirit.

In turn, Tsuna limited himself to going to his backpack, putting on his headphones and lenses, and then putting on his gloves, coating it with flames even in his normal state.

For some reason he felt a sense of great relief as he let them circulate throughout his body until they reached his hands.

-...No matter how many times I see it, it's just beautiful... - Kyoko put it closer with the new pan, the right ingredient this time in the other hand along with a lemon. - As bright an orange as your eyes sometimes get.

- You are not afraid? - He said remembering her scared expression when she used them the last time.

- Afraid? - She repeated without understanding. - Oh, you talk about yesterday? That really freaked me out, but that doesn't change the fact that they're beautiful and feel comfortable.

- Thanks. - He said blushing slightly at the compliment. - But not all flames have this vibrant color, it depends a lot on their state of purity. - Saying that, he let out his light flames, which were of a much more opaque and irregular tone. - In order not to melt the pan itself, I'd better use these.

- Who knew we could mix the two classes. - She joked, giving the metallic object in his hands and watching with fascination as his hands lit up like a kind of cooktop.

- Tadapyu. - Called the brunette, while typing something on the side of his phone. To then shyly ask the redhead to come closer, which she promptly did, and then he pulled the phone away so she could hear it too.

- Yes, Boss. What do you need? - Kyoko opened her mouth in a perfect "O" when she heard the robotic voice sounding from inside the device, and as usual, Tsuna could only think of how beautiful she looked when admired by something, like a child seeing the Christmas lights.

- Can you measure the temperature of the liquid I'm seeing?

The computer didn't respond right away, although Tsuna could see through its lens as she circulated the aforementioned liquid.

- Yes, Boss. - She added. - Currently the required object is at 27 degrees.

- Perfect. I want you to help me calculate how many Fiamma I need for it to reach 82 degrees.

- Yes, Boss. - She finished obediently, in his view a screen similar to the calculation of the X-Burner, next to a temperature gauge that focused the milk.

- Yeah. It worked out. - And for a moment he actually considered whether Spanner hadn't put that versatility to his own culinary adventures.*

- This is so practical! - She exclaimed, pulling away at last. - I didn't know you had a whole pocket computer!

He just smiled shyly, feeling very happy to be the reason for her spirits. This was infinitely better than using the stove.

Of course, he'd be lying if he said he didn't feel ridiculous standing in the middle of Kyoko's kitchen, holding a pot with his gloves, lenses and headphones on, monitoring the temperature of the correct ingredient on the gauge.

However, her expression of concentration, holding a lemon, waiting for the right temperature to arrive to use it, was so adorable he'd let it go.

And that's how they finally managed to curdle the cream, thus passing the first stage of Mascarpone.

Kyoko watched in amazement as they moved from the heat of the flames to the Zero Chiten Toppa so that the mixture slowly reached the right consistency. What she explained to be the whey was a white liquid that seemed to separate from something more solid which was milk fat.

It was Tsuna's turn to watch, having already extinguished his flames, as the young girl lined a sieve with a thin cotton cloth and supported it over a bowl, placing the mixture on both and packing it like a bundle of clothes.

- That way, all the whey will run down the bottom pot, and only the firm cream will remain on top. - She explained simply.

- Now just put it in the fridge and leave it overnight. - She ended up going to the mentioned object and doing what was proposed. - The process for making Cream Cheese is not much different!

- You really know a lot about cooking. - He can't help but watch.

- Not really, it's just my mom who likes to make different recipes for my dad to remember things from his homeland. - She commented going to a cupboard next to the fridge and getting some things.

-...Homeland? Is he not Japanese? - But he put his curiosity aside when she returned to the kitchen table with his worst adversary.

Eggs.

- And now let's make the cream!

He can't help but groan internally at the prospect.

- Let's not forget the music this time! - She continued excitedly putting the CD in the player and looking at the side of its box to choose a song. - Aaah, there's one here called Lambo Ice Cream!

-...What? - He asked, taking off his gloves and other apparatus, returning it to his bag.

- Let's hear this one first! I'm sure you will be lucky!

How, in the world, Kyoko thought that Lambo would bring luck in a kitchen, Tsuna didn't know.

In any case, the music started to play very loudly, to the point where he could barely hear it over the song.

In Italy
I do a little dace it's called the mambo
Mambo gelato

- First break the eggs and separate the yolks from the whites, using the sieve hand, look like this. - And saying that he broke an egg with extreme ease in his hands to throw the contents on his palm, in which only the yolk remained while the white ran out through your fingers to a properly prepared pot underneath.

"That's disgusting." - He couldn't help but think as he watched her wipe her hands.

- Now you! Come on, try!

Just you and me why don't we take a chance and do the mambo
Mambo gelato

The expected happened in his first attempt to break the shell, he didn't calculate his strength well, causing the first egg to crash against the table. In the second, he even managed to break it, but the yolk broke and everything turned to yellowish goo.

Now it's a craze that's all the rage in Romanopoly

Only on the third attempt did he finally manage to separate them, and that's only because Kyoko suggested using her own shell to separate the egg parts instead of his hand.

- Did you see? It's not so difficult. - She cheered up, picking up the badly broken eggs with another pot, hoping to use them in something. - You only had to try three times. - Tsuna just smiled. Even some of his fights had been easier than that, but he chose not to comment. - Now are we going to make snowy egg whites?

So es seniorena come here come mambo with me

-...Snow? - He asked surprised seeing her pick up a mixer while the music played excitedly.

- You do it, while I make the cream with the yolk. You just have to beat it with sugar until it turns into a foam that looks like a Chantilly!

So let's mambo
Mambo gelato
Go go go nice and legato

She beat the yolk and other ingredients quickly with her hand while he used the mixer and just from all the noise it made, it was still possible to hear the music such was its volume.

So, as the egg whites began to gain more and more volume and shape, he couldn't help but admire how Kyoko sang along, beating the contents of her bowl tightly held against her chest, while rhythmically moving her hips and feet.

Don't say no
Mambo gelato

Seeing herself watched, she smiled, dropped one hand from the bowl, and pulled him to dance with her.

- N-No, Kyoko! The egg whites!

- Come on, it's no fun if you just stand there watching! - She exclaimed happily pulling him closer, making him bump against her pot, whose mixture was already starting to incorporate.

Shake that booty baby you driven me crazy
Let's mambo
Mambo gelato

Of course he had never danced before, didn't even know the rhythm, so he quickly turned completely red as he fumbled on his own feet.

Take it low
Feel it roboto
Let's mambo

However, in a short time, he simply got involved by her movements and especially by her laugh, because as embarrassing as it was, she was also making a fool of herself, but that if it was possible, because pieces of sweet yolk began to fly up to his hair due to its erratic movements.

But he had also learned his lesson, even though they were both moving like idiots, he still kept an eye out for the egg whites, and when he realized that they were already in a much larger number than before and undoubtedly cuter, just when the instrumental was more lively without the vocal accompanist, Tsuna stopped abruptly.
y.

- Aah, Kyoko, I think it's ready-

Too abruptly.

Not expecting the opposite movement, Kyoko ended up hitting him, still managing to keep her bowl from flying out of her hands, but the brunette one who had the balance of a drunk wasn't so lucky falling backwards, hitting his shoulder on the mixer and the taking it to the floor, pulling it out of the socket and throwing its bowl into the air.

As if seeing everything in slow motion, the redhead tried to help him by holding his hand, only to end up falling with him due to the fact that she was lighter than him, however, she couldn't help but be surprised when in a strangely fast movement, as if instinctively, he maneuvered to catch her, even practically blind, just so she wouldn't hurt herself in the fall.

He had a very strong grip for someone so small and thin, only letting go when they both ended up on the floor, with the bowl of egg whites on the brunette's forehead, while Kyoko managed to get hers to fall to her side. However, despite the young's efforts, she had even bumped her forehead into his mouth during the fall.

- Aaah! Excuse! I couldn't stop in time! - Kyoko exclaimed, getting up from the youngest, who couldn't see anything with the bowl in his face. - Are you okay?

Its melody just makes me want to sing
Cus it's the mambo
Mambo gelato

- Don't worry, I'm fine, I just got a little dizzy, I think.

- Oh! Your mouth! - She exclaimed seeing some blood running down his upper lip, probably because of the beat. - She's bleeding!

For a second, being so close, he couldn't help but wonder as he wiped the blood away with his fingers if Tsuna always had such thin lips.

I look at you then I am in a spin
Without your mambo
Mambo gelato

He forced himself to push those strange thoughts away and knelt at the brunette's feet, helping him up as he removed the bowl from his head.

- Is it hurting? - She insisted worriedly, as he leaned back on the table and shook his head, a bit of egg white clinging to his spiky hair.

- I'm more concerned with the egg whites. - He said, taking a little bit of his hair. - Now I understand why it's called "snowy." - Couldn't help but comment seeing the consistency in his hand. - But look! Most of it was still at the bottom of the bowl!

The young girl smiled in relief, much more because of the other being well than for not being wasted.

A memory just you and I
We dance the night away
I feel your heart racing dancing the mambo with me

- Do you think it's still usable? - He wanted to know with a hint of hope.

- You know Tsuna, I've heard that we have to give our sweat and blood to everything we do, but I think you're taking it too seriously! - She said, showing the thread of his blood on the finger that she had wiped. - It looks like my extreme brother!

- Eeeh?! But this time it was you who hit me. - He grumbled in an almost pout that made his cheeks look even bigger.

And she couldn't help but find it adorable how for once he didn't take the blame for everything like he always did when it came to her.

Before she could help it, she started to laugh, finally noticing his sloppy expression.

- You look covered in snow!

- And you covered in yolk!

And her laughter infected him, making him laugh too, the music playing forgotten, and still, framing the clumsy couple, who gathered what was left of their respective mixtures to try to assemble the final cream, or at least, their version without Mascarpone.

-.-.-.-.-.-

Night was already falling outside when all the deliveries had been made, and even so Ryohei didn't stop running, continuing without hesitation in his marathon, even when he returned to TakeSushi at the end of the day.

Could he get used to it, mixing work with exercise? That was just what he needed in a future career.

After all, mafiosos could be extremely fast!

- I ARRIVED YAMAMOTO'S MISTER FATHER, ALL DELIVERIES WERE EXTREMELY DELIVERED! - Shouted the Sun Guardian, scaring more than one employee by his sudden arrival, already putting the money for deliveries on the counter.

- Very well, you did a good job, fast, in general not as fast as Tsuna, which is really scary considering how much you run, but anyway you were efficient, even more because of the amount of requests that we had today. Although no one called for a second batch this time... - Analyzed the Sushiman critically, looking the reindeer boxer up and down, realizing belatedly that it had been a bad idea to let him wear this "uniform".

- The important thing is that my role as big brother has been completed! Hey Yamamoto's Mr. Father, can I take this costume off now? It's too tight, restricts my movements. - The adult blinked confused, did that mean he could go even faster without the costume? These Takeshi friends were all weird freaks.

- Of course, just be careful with it. Now, can you stop calling me "Mr. Father of Yamamoto" and just say Mr. Yamamoto? Even if it's just Yamamoto?

- Absolutely not! That would be very confusing! - That made the eldest sigh. - Before I go, does Yamamoto's Mister. Father need anything else?

- Ah yes, we actually received one last order while you were making the last deliveries, but honestly I think it was a bad prank call from a friend of Takeshi's.

- Friend? Did Octopus Head order sushi too? - Asked Ryohei, trying to remember if Yamamoto had any other relevant friends besides the Guardians.

- Head of what? You know what, forget it. His name is Mizuno Kaoru, he is a baseball teammate with Yamam-Argh. - Even he was starting to get confused. - Takeshi's, he's the only one from that team he's ever brought here to eat, he's kind of nice, despite being quiet.

The Sun finally connected the dots, Mizuno was the Shimon who had extremely attacked Yamamoto from behind, almost killing him before the Inheritance Ceremony, the strangest friendships emerged from the most extreme moments, and that was certainly extreme!

-...As I recall, Takeshi told me that they were a pretty big family. - Followed the Sushiman with a hand on his chin thoughtfully. - Still, they only asked for some temaki and uramaki, they shouldn't be enough for so many people. Honestly the value is not worth the effort of delivery.

- And why? - Ryohei crossed his arms while bowing his head.

- The problem is the delivery location, he said to deliver to "Shimon Island", and obviously I had no idea where that was, so me and the guys here searched all over the map and didn't find any island called "Shimon" in any nearby provinces.

Finally understanding the problem, Ryohei remembered the said Island where the battle against Aoba and his family had taken place.

Ignoring the fact that he'd practically been dragged to hell for drawing their fight.

That had been an extreme experience he didn't want to remember.

- I got it! - Said the boxer serenely, still in his reindeer costume, causing Yamamoto's Mr. Father to turn around, already with the phone in hand to cancel the order. - I've been there once, I know where it is, I can extremely get there again!

The employer frowned, completely doubting this, but the boy's determined gaze was stronger, which was a stark contrast to that ridiculous fantasy.

- Are you sure? - Without meaning to, his words seemed like a challenge. - After all, it's an island...

- I'm not only sure, but I'm EXTREME sure! - He finished clenching his fists in the air, no doubt his little brother would be proud when he knew he had completed his mission.

- Right… That's up to you. - He accepted with a shrug, just for the sake of his ears. - Just one thing before I go. Take that fantasy off now.

- Do you want me to go in my underwear? - He asked sincerely, thinking of all the times when Tsuna ran extremely in these costumes.

- Of course not! Where did you get that from? - He put exasperated. - I just don't want it to get lost at sea, besides, I can't take you seriously wearing this. - Finished with grace the Sushiman.

- Finally! I couldn't take it anymore! - And without further ado, he started to take off his Kigurumi tight. - You can prepare the meals Yamamoto's Mr. Father, because I'm ready!

- I like your spirit boy, who knows I may not be able to hire you in the future, even more if my son continues with his professional career. - And with that, he went to the kitchen.

-.-.-.-

It took a long time for the teenage duo to finish cleaning up their own kitchen, although they were still covered in egg, so they could finally sit down together and experience the art they had made.

- You know, it wasn't bad. - She commented poking at the completely soft and jagged-looking cream. - But without a doubt Mascarpone should help to give it a fuller body.

- It's pretty ugly like that. - Observed the brunette, although he didn't stop eating his portion. - I thought it would taste like an egg, but it's sweet.

- But we're definitely going to need a lot of eggs if we want to try again. - He watched her eating another spoonful. - At least two dozen.

Tsuna thought that a shiver would hit him again at the mention of having to face his former great enemy again, but with surprise he realized that he didn't care anymore.

Even though it was all a minor disaster, he couldn't deny that the day had been fun.

Maybe cooking wasn't so bad after all.

It was already dinner time when Reborn and Bianchi appeared at the door with a pizza bag in the assassin's hand, both watching the opposing couple with a smile that seemed to demonstrate that they somehow knew everything that had happened.

Simply because the two teenagers were too obvious.

- It seems my intuition was right. - Watched the Hitman, lowering his fedora as his smile widened. - You guys are a wreck and you shouldn't have anything for dinner, right?

- There's nothing strange about this pizza this time, does it*? - The brunette questioned suspiciously at the door. - Aaah! - Only to be kicked in the head that made him fall backwards.

- You should thank me, Useless-Tsuna. - He pointed sitting on his forehead. - And if you feel so cheeky already, it means you're better and can go back to work tomorrow, because your replacement has already been fired.

- Yeah... - He just grumbled. - Wait… What happened to Ryohei…?

-.-.-.-

With the extremely reinforced pack of food in hand and his goal in mind, Ryohei was on the beach near Namimori,* a place that brought back some memories, some not so pleasant, in fact he had practically no good memories of this beach.*

That would be great training.

- Very well Ryohei, come on, you've been to that island once, just remember the way that old people's boat took, it can't be that hard, it's just a lot of water. - He repeated it as a mantra to himself, aloud on top of that, making all the people who walked by the sea look at him strangely, the extremely suspicious package in his hands didn't help at all.

Even the few children present pointed at him with grace, but were quickly led away by their parents so they wouldn't look at the crazy one.

- Besides, you can fly, not as extreme as your little brother, but still, flight is flight, just repeat what you did against that hairy dinosaur in the future. - And noticing how that sentence didn't make any sense, he corrected himself. - I mean, just repeat what you were going to do in the future… Wait, if I did something in the future, does that count as the past? Because I did before… Although that future didn't happen… Or did it? Because I was there, or will I be there… AAAAAAHHHH! - He yelled, scaring even more people who walked away from the hysterical Guardian. - It's not the time to think about it, I just need to make my Vongola Gear burn with more determination, so I'll be able to fly again!

With these words, he concentrated his flame as much as possible on his Bangle, causing it to glow with such an intense glare that everyone around them closed their eyes, as if the Sun itself had manifested there.

And when the glow was gone, the Sun Guardian himself was gone too, as if he had never been there.

Common sense people quickly left that beach, wondering why all sorts of weirdness happen in that region.

They would never really understand.

It was better this way.

-.-.-.-.-

- As far as I know, he won't be back today. - Bianchi replied indifferently. - But we managed to recover your reindeer outfit. - Having said that, she raised the said fantasy, to the displeasure of the brunette. - And so that Kyoko is not alone, I'll spend the night here today.

- Eeeh? - The young girl exclaimed excitedly. - Can we have a girls' night?

- Sure.

- Nice! I'll let Haru, Chrome and Hana know too!

- No problem for me.

Before Tsuna could even say anything, the young girl had already run inside, excited about this "girls night".

-...Are you going to spend the night with Kyoko...? - Mentioned the Sky, concern clear on his face.

- What's the problem? - Provoked the eldest. - After spending a d-a-y-l-o-n-g with your love, you don't want to share it with anyone anymore?

- T-that's not it!

- Well, I didn't think you were that passionate. - Contributed Reborn jumping back on the older's shoulder. - Who would say Useless-Tsuna.

- I-I told you that's not it! - He insisted, blushing as he rise. - Just… Don't say weird things to her, okay?

Bianchi, if possible, smiled even wider.

- I am going to try.

And the young girl had barely returned radiant and Reborn had already handed her the pizza, while kicking the brunette out of the Sasagawa residence.

They were already on the street when Kyoko remembered something, running to the gate.

- Tsuna, tomorrow, before you go to work, let's buy the ingredients together, ok?

- A-ah… Yes, of course.

She smiled, and ran back inside, talking excitedly to Bianchi.

- We're definitely going to have "that conversation" if you're already going on your first date at 14. - Commented Reborn jumping on his student's ovate head. - Who saw you and who sees you, Useless-Tsuna, seems to be finally growing up.

And that made the future boss blush like a tomato as they walked home at night.

- REBORN!

-.-.-.-

-...IT WAS SIMPLY TERRIBLE, ENMA! - Shouted a punched Skull, without his helmet and with his face swollen and full of bruises. - He hit me when I refused to join his choir, and he hit me even more when I accepted! You have to protect me from him! He wants me to come back tomorrow and every day until Christmas!

- It looks really terrible Skull… - Said Enma, sitting on a rock in the middle of Shimon beach, a small First Aid Kit beside him. - But… Even if I want to help, Tsuna's baby can be as extreme as Adel! Sorry, but there's not much I can do.

- B-but…!

- But you can stay for dinner if you want, or for breakfast, I think… - He said watching the Sun begin to rise on the horizon.

- Aaaaahh! It's already dawning! Where's that request, Kaoru?! - Julie shouted in a bad mood, approaching the pair, being covered with sand all over his body. - And I thought that finally the delivery man had arrived, and it was just this freeloader. - He grumbled with disgust seeing the Cloud. - When I finally thought we got rid of the extra mouth to feed.

- Wait a moment! How could you mistake the Great Skull for a simple food delivery guy?! - The Ex-Arcobaleno was dissatisfied.

- If you don't want to be mistaken for a delivery guy, don't dress like one.

- THIS IS A MOTOCROSS CLOTHING, IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH DELIVERY!

- Nah, whatever. - He said finally turning to his silent companion who was also approaching due to commotion. - Where did you ask in the first place?

- At TakeSushi, in Namimori. - The baseball player replied simply, he was as dirty as his companion. - The food there is good, and Mister Tsuyoshi, Takeshi's father, is a kind man.

- IN NAMIMORI?! Are you an imbecile?! We are kilometers away from that city! WE ARE PRACTICALLY ON ANOTHER CONTINENT! - Exclaimed the man with the goatee.

- Eeh… Why did you even order food if we're on an island? - Asked awkwardly Enma, who seemed to be the dirtiest of all.

- Because they're all idiots. - Adelheid put it sourly, joining in the conversation, casting disapproving looks at her friends and uninvited as she seemed to put something in a basket. - But as Julie couldn't stop complaining about the food we brought, he had the briiiiilliant idea to order something, and as Kaoru said he knew where to order it, that's what he did. - Then she sat down, too elegantly for someone on the sand, next to her supposed boss. - I just ignored them and let them be the incompetents they are. And now here we are, waiting for an order that will never come.

-…W-well I've been on this part of the beach for hours and I haven't seen anything other than Skull's arrival. - Followed Enma a little uncertainly.

- You should rest, Enma, so many hours of exercise can hurt you. - The young woman warned, making the smaller one shudder and lower his head feeling scolded. - And if working all night wasn't exhausting already, you still have to take care of that slack baby.

- THE GREAT SKULL IS NOT SLACK! - He exclaimed dissatisfied jumping from Enma's lap back to the beach.

- Then why did you come back uninvited? - This hit the smaller one squarely who backed up a step.

-...I-I just... I was running away from Mister Reborn! - He claimed with as much firmness as he could muster. - He's been hitting me for years, so I've learned to recognize his mood by the way he punches me. He looks quite stressed, and even the Great Skull might not be able to take it this time.

- Pathetic. - Accused Adel rolling his eyes. In turn, Enma found the information at least peculiar.

After all, what could make The World's Strongest Hitman stressed out?*

-...If you wanted to run away from him so badly, you're doing a terrible job. - Followed the Glacier, ignorant of his boss's thoughts, pointing to a black trail on the beach. - Octopus ink was supposed to do away with predators, but instead you practically created a trail to us!

- It's just a little paint! - He defended himself. - Oodako gets nervous when he runs away! And after all, what kind of idiot would follow a trail in the middle of the Ocean?!

- You got here didn't you? - Then the young woman began to ignore the minor's curses, turning back to her boss. - But I was serious Enma, you better rest.

- I-I know… It's just that I want my gift to Tsuna to be very meaningful… - He said seeing the basket next to the Glacier.

- We know Enma, but soon we will return to the Castle, it is already getting light and we haven't slept at all, we all need to rest. - The Guardian said in a kindly aggressive way, while the redhead nodded in agreement.

- But I want to eat fish! - Went back to his complaints the Desert.

- The sea is full of fish, just go fishing. - A new voice joined the discussion in a sarcastic way. A fringe woman, who for some reason was blue, as she floated completely clean in a lotus position towards the group, using a balloon tied to her waist. - Or if not, eat the octopus.

- NO ONE WILL EAT MY OODAKO!

- And why don't YOU do that?! - Again shouted the man in the hat, in a bad mood. - After all, it's not even helping in the search for the-

- Stop yelling, Julie. - Intervened in the one-sided discussion the sumo wrestler in his calm tone, sinking into the sand as he tried to get closer. - You know you can't interrupt Shitt P's meditations, especially in our family land.

- What? Why?

- Because she said that she is trying to communicate with the spirits of our ancestors, and she needs all the concentration, so leave her alone. - He finished with a glint of curiosity in his eyes.

And just at the mention of the word "spirit," a shiver ran down Julie's spine.

- Sometimes I wonder what they gave her as a child. What do you think, Aoba? - He asked ironically to the last companion to approach, to "see" how everyone seemed to have gathered on that part of the beach.

Which obviously didn't respond due to the bandages that were still draped over his face, although apparently it also helped with the search.

- Don't worry, the doctor said that today would be the last day, tomorrow you will be a new man, right Adel~?

The aforementioned only sighed, perhaps she had really overdone her last punishment.

On second thought, no, so she went back to ignoring the opposite drama.

However, the conversation had to wait when Shitt P started muttering something.

- I'm feeling something...

Everyone turned towards her, who opened her eyes suddenly.

- Something big is coming...

Enma, Adel and Kaoru got ready, Skull let out a squeak, already expecting the worst, but getting ready too, Ooyama gulped, Julie hid behind the Mountain Guardian, and Aoba continued what he was doing, ignorant of everything that was happening around him.

- I feel like it's… Something… Extreme…

And then, everyone blinked in confusion, until they realized that on the horizon, something really did seem to be approaching, at a speed… Truly extreme.

- OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH I-AM CO-MIIIIIIIIING WITH THE SUUUUSHIIIIII!

Exclaimed none other than Ryohei, his appearance was terrible, his flame was about to go out, his goal was ahead of him, and he would complete it even if he had to die for it.

Your last delivery of the day.

- WAIT A MOMENT! Is that a Guardian of the Vongola?!

- C-can't really be him!

- Hmmm… I don't think he's going to stop… But he's pretty fast, isn't he?

- Frankly, it had to be Tsunayoshi's friend.

- He must have been in this for a long time, our island is very far from Namimori, and how the hell did he find us?!

- Guys. - And everyone turned to Shitt P. - Get down!

And so, with the Sun Guardian about to collide, everyone lay down on the beach at the same time, except…

- Can you guys help me here- Koyo was the only one to get up, a decision he would deeply regret later on, because in the next second, the white haired one collided with everything in his boxing rival, sending the order flying.

- AAAHHH! My sushi! - Kato shouted, as if it were the most important thing in the world, running towards the box.

However, before the package could even touch the ground, Kaoru, using his baseball instincts, saved it, much to Julie's delight.

- I said Mr. Tsuyoshi was a kind man.

- That's not an argument!

They then turned to the unconscious duo on the beach, while Enma ran desperately to see if his best friend's brother was still alive, Skull, very relieved, soon followed.

Just to appreciate firsthand how the redhead landed face down on the sand midway.

- Well. - Taking pity on his pseudo boss, Ooyama picked up a stick in the sand and started poking at them to assess. - Looks like they're still breathing.

Almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

- It's better to call TakeSushi and let them know that your employee has arrived safe and sound. - Commented the sportsman. -…I mean, almost.

- Well, shall we eat? - Asked Shitt P, while opening the package still in Kaoru's hands. - The fish looks delicious, despite being a mess, it's definitely better than starving yourself.

That day, the Shimon learned two important lessons, the first, always bringing an extra supply of food to avoid complaints, and the second, never letting Kaoru ask for food again.

- Wait people! - Enma exclaimed exasperated seeing everyone walk away. - We can't just leave them here!

And it would take ten long minutes and five "Wait a minute!" in which Earth tried to make Oodako carry the pair, until he calmed down and remembered that he controlled gravity and therefore could carry them alone.

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Notes:

* Chapter 1, Target 410, Reborn when talking to Nono notices that the environment had become warmer, and that the Vongola flames seemed to leak from his body and comfortably warm the place, bringing a feeling of "coziness and home".

* It is important to remember that in the story it is said that the person responsible who made Giotto flee to Japan was the Vongola Secondo, where he forced Primo to leave Italy to assume his role as leader in his place, however, in the Filler of First Generation, episode 187, Daemon Spade says he was the one who kicked him out, when Primo arrived at Vongola Castle, seeing all his subordinates dead, and Daemon injured, he says that Giotto is too kinded to lead a family that has become bigger than him had planned, and that he would not deserve to command, implying that he apparently agreed, and went to Japan, leaving the Vongola in the hands of Secondo and his former guardian of the Mist. In both cases Shamal is right.

* This is a very beautiful scene and a great contrast to the "Death of Squalo" at the beginning of the manga. In the Battle of the Rings, which took place in chapter 111, page 10, in which after a flashback showing Xanxus and Squalo's relationship, the Sky just laughs at "death" saying he fulfilled his purpose, and on page 16, after As the shark devours the Rain of Varia, Xanxus laughs even more, saying that he has become fish food, and that with that a part of his past has finally been erased. Now speaking of the "Second Death of Squalo", during the last arc, chapter 398, page 14, when having his chest crossed, time seems to freeze for Xanxus who stares at his bleeding Right Arm while saying: "Hey Shit Shark, get up" , with a dark look on his face, soon after, with his scars reappearing all over his body, fruit of his hatred, he returns to fight with all his fury.

* When we see the Kokuyo Gang acting and defeating Namimori's students, there is a difference in context between the anime and the manga, first talking about the scene itself, instead of broken clocks showing the hours represented by each student's strength, as it is in the anime, in the manga, chapter 62, they pulled out their teeth, each tooth represented the student's strength just like the clocks. Ken pulled 5 teeth out of Ryohei, showing that he was the 5th strongest student of Namimori… Behind Kusakabe XD

* Spanner makes his own lollipops and teas, even in the anime he made a Mini Moska with a microwave compartment in his belly, so it really makes sense for him to think about these things.

* In Episode 2, only in the anime, Reborn, upon finding out about a volleyball match the next day, poisoned the players' pizza for Tsuna, who was the last of the reserves, to be able to play and show the school his "talent".

* Namimori doesn't seem to have the structure of a seaside town and it was never confirmed that this beach was exactly on it, so it makes more sense for us to be a little further away from the province we know.

* And speaking of this beach, in episode 33 and chapter 57, Ryohei invites the guys and girls to go to it, as his seniors had asked him to help as a lifeguard, and to no one's surprise, they all show up assholes, forcing Tsuna, Yamamoto, Gokudera and Ryohei himself to do their job, while they are flirting with Haru and Kyoko, and on top of that, they propose a challenge, where the losers would be slaves of the winners, and who knew, they try to cheat. In the end, Tsuna manages to win the competition, and all the veterans are defeated, and most bizarre of all, Ryohei ended up not understanding anything that had happened.

* In the last arc, in chapter 358, page 16, Enma and Skull take a notebook from Julie to write down their strategies for the Battle of the Arcobalenos, although not used or mentioned anymore in the manga, it makes sense that Skull's notes are about the Arcobalenos, especially Reborn, who was the toughest opponent in that competition so far, and the person Skull most wanted to defeat. And this whole note just goes to say that yes, at this point Enma should know who Reborn really is.