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!

14. 423 - Wrong Place, Wrong Time

Chapter by JonaX, Kimonohi_Tsuki

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Summary:

There are people who don't believe in ghosts. Oh how wrong they are.

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Target 423 - Wrong place, wrong time

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- Then I declare the girls' night started! - Haru exclaimed happily, raising her hand to the sky.

- Yes! - Kyoko followed, also excited, beside her, Chrome also raised her hand even if timidly.

Bianchi just smiled at the girls' cheer, on the other hand, Hana...

- If it's girls' night, why is this brat here? - Asked the dark-haired girl with a sharp look, casting a contemptuous expression on a certain Ex-Arcobaleno scientist.

-...I was wondering the same thing... - Started Verde crossing his arms. - Hey, wait! You called me a brat?!

- I'm sheltering Doctor Verde in my house... - The Mist began.

-...He's still old enough to play make-believe. - The young girl followed with contempt.

- I really am a scientist! And I don't need a shelter! I'm there because I want to...!

-...And I learned from Mr. Giannini that inventors and scientists cannot be left alone, because they destroy and blow things up…

- I can't believe you're comparing me to that bastard!

-...That's why I brought him with me. - Finished the young girl with purple hair ended.

- Quite wise, I'd say. - Confirmed Bianchi, ignoring the cries of protest from Arcobaleno.

- In other words, you didn't want to leave this phlegm child alone, so he ended up destroying your apartment. - Concluded Hana without stopping looking at the smallest with disgust, on top of that scratching her arms when she saw him.

- Yeah, in a way.

-...How dare you!

- But that's curious. - Bianchi started again, resting her chin on one of her hands. - I thought you were in Kokuyo Land with Mukuro and the others. You and he seemed pretty comfortable with each other.

Again the scientist frowned enormously, however, before he could respond, Chrome intervened once more.

- Mister Mukuro expelled him, but I don't know why.

- Oh yours! How dare you spread this information? Now this spy will tell Reborn everything! - He accused, pointing to the young woman who just smiled charmingly in response. - For your government, I was not expelled, we just had a misunderstanding.

- This Mukuro must have good sense and expelled him when he saw that he was a phlegm, irritating and screaming child. - Hana muttered in a low tone, but loud enough for Verde to hear her, which unnerved him even more.

- Hmm, no. - The Mist considered seriously. - Good sense I think is the last word I would use to describe Mister Mukuro… Maybe he fits more in… Eccentric? - She sideways her head, thinking, while Hana couldn't help but wonder how all of Kyoko's new friends could be so strange.

And as if she could somehow read her thoughts, Haru was the next to comment.

- It's a pity that Uni can't be with us… - She lamented with a sigh. - We only saw each other briefly before she went back to Italy!* I wonder what she's doing now.

With that comment it was Bianchi's turn to get lost in his thoughts. The day before, while Kyoko and Tsuna were destroying the girl's kitchen, Nono himself called Reborn through Leon to inform them about a certain cinematic escape from Boss Gesso, and Boss Giglio Nero, in addition to request to her love to take providences if he saw Byakuran.

That meant killing him, and even if his orders were to spare Uni, it only showed how serious the situation at the Iron Fort had been.

Not least, rumors of what had happened at Vongola headquarters even began to circle the underworld, in distorted and inflated ways, making everything more legendary and mystical than it had ever been.

However, above all that, a shiver still ran down her spine as she remembered the Hitman's smile in front of the order, and his cheeky answer given to the most dangerous Mafia Boss in the world, which could only come from the best assassin.

"I'm sorry old friend, but my contract with Vongola is as a tutor, not an assassin. If what you consider a 'threat' isn't something my student can't handle alone, I won't lift a finger to kill him."

Even now that she remembered that boldness in front of one of the most powerful people in the world, she couldn't help but sigh.

And Nono's laugh on the other side just showed that despite everything, the mafioso knew that this would be the opposite answer.

Anyway, as much as the girls wanted to be in the know, she didn't have the heart to tell them that her friend, whom they had already seen die in a parallel future, was now a fugitive from the Mafia along with her former assassin who was now at the top of the most powerful family blacklist.

So instead of telling the truth she just smiled and commented.

- Don't worry, I'm sure she's fine, Uni is very strong. - A variation of what Reborn himself had said about the case at the end of the call. The girls who knew her smiled and agreed with the Italian, while Hana just crossed her arms.

- Who is this Uni*? An exchange student? - It really started to annoy her that Kyoko was surrounding herself with new people and barely introduced them.

- Something like. - Completed Chrome vaguely. - She came to Japan for a competition with her family and came back as soon as she finished.*

Bianchi couldn't help but notice that Tsuna wasn't the only one skilled in the use of half-truths.

- When she returns to Japan, we will introduce you. - Kyoko concluded happily, to which Hana just shrugged her shoulders, pretending to be disinterested, but feeling relieved that her best friend still included her, despite everything.

- But then. - Followed Haru, who, contrary to another dark-haired girl, was very excited, taking the last piece of pizza, which had started the night. - What are we going to do first?

- How about we talk about the type of boy you like? - The Scorpion teased, still with her face supported, her smile widening even more when Kyoko blushed slightly and Haru's eyes shone dreamily.

-...So cliché. - Verde muttered. - Girls talking about boys.

- Nothing someone who wears diapers would understand. - Provoked Hana with arrogance, completely ignoring the look of hatred she received in return. - Very well, I'll start, as some of you already know, the man of my dreams is someone super stunning, calm, with a beautiful voice, and the air of an adult and mature man, that's why that man in cow clothes that frequents Sawada's house is the man of my dreams. - She finished with her dreamy face leaning against her hands.

-...The man of your dreams is the Bovino's kid?! - Verde was horrified with an expression of repulsion. - That's sick, he's only about five years old.

- I'm not talking about that snotty kid in cow pajamas! - Exalted the young girl, feeling a chill just remembering the brat. - I'm talking about the man, who must be around our age, but looks much older, and has black spots on his clothes.

- You are around fifteen, aren't you… - Considered the scientist based on Mukuro's age, which was the only one he really knew. And then he connected the dots.

"She can only be talking about the Ten Year Old Bazooka, I've never seen it working, but if what Irie Shoichi said is true, that Bovino is its main user." - The Lightning Considered, feeling a certain sense of pleasure that this rude girl was actually in love with Lambo, he had heard of impossible loves, but someone falling in love with a time traveler was the first time.

Clearly Verde hadn't seen many sci-fi movies.

- You can't be talking about that pervert, can you? - Haru wanted to know with clear displeasure, remembering the infamous teenager. - Hahii, that man is not at all stunning!

- Clearly we're not talking about the same person.

- But the pervert also wore cow clothes!

- It must be some fashion, it doesn't mean they're the same person. - Insisted Hana irreducible, crossing her arms.

-...He is. - Chrome started considering how to explain the situation, feeling distressed to be the center of attention, even Bianchi looked at her. - Eeh… Lambo's C-Cousin. And yes, they are the same person. - Answered Haru and Hana's doubt, and at the same time, kind of confessing the truth.

- I can't believe he's that pest's cousin!

- I can't believe he's that pervert's cousin!

They both said together, to cast sour glances at each other.

- Hahi! Take back what I said about the Lambo!

- And why would I do that? He really is an annoying child, and I hate children.

- But Lambo is a wonderful child! He doesn't deserve to be related to someone so horrible!

And the argument ensued, with Chrome feeling more and more distressed by the second that she was technically responsible for the disagreement.

- They get along very well, don't you think? - Kyoko commented happily, making the illusionist look in disbelief at her friend. - And you Chrome, what's your type of boy?

- Or girl. - Added Bianchi with his flanked smile. - Love cannot be limited by small details.

- Hmm... I never really thought about it. - She put shyly lowering her head, and at least Haru's curiosity was greater than her desire to argue, because the one-sided fight stopped so that she could pay attention to her answer. -...Eeeh... I think... If I were to like someone, I think it would be a b-boy...

- And what would he be like? - Kyoko encouraged her to continue. - Think about the boys you know, which one of them has the characteristics you like the most? This could be your type!

- R-right. - She confirmed awkwardly, considering. She thought of Mukuro, then her Boss, then finally considered Ken and Chikusa. -...I think I like men who have a cute and gentle side.

"Well, looks like Ken has little chance then, poor little." - Pondered Bianchi without losing her mischievous smile.

- If you want a love like that, you better buy a dog. - Hana pointed out, rolling her eyes. - Be more realistic.

"Speak the one who fell in love with a time traveler." - Verde thought with sadistic satisfaction, just keeping silent.

Chrome, on the other hand, didn't seem to think of anything so different, frowning slightly.

- As for the man with stained clothes… - Followed Hana dreamily.

- He's gone to Italy, and you'll never see him again. - Whispered the Mist in a slightly annoyed tone, clutching her hands in her lap. An confession that should have been just for herself.

Yet what horror was her, when the girl turned her disbelieving face towards her.

- What did you say?!

- The truth. - But for the sake of her royal-heart, Bianchi covered her. - Lambo's cousin Bomla Bovino returned to Italy about a week ago. And he won't be back for another 10 years. Not that that's a problem, right? True love can wait.

Hana wasn't nearly so sure, her face had even taken on a paler hue. Kyoko offered to make tea for her friend, and Haru despite the earlier argument, ran to help, getting the heartbroken young girl a glass of water.

On the other hand, Verde enjoyed from the cabin how the bold girl bit her own tongue, at the same time that she was surprised by Chrome's answer, even if it was whispered. Who knew there was some attitude hidden beneath all that shyness.

By the time Hana had her tea, although she looked clearly desolate, as if she had just discovered that she was the protagonist of a Greek tragedy, Haru was the one to restart the conversation.

- But Chrome doesn't like Tsuna, does she? - Haru asked anxiously with both hands on the table, so suddenly that even made Kyoko choke on her own tea, being promptly helped by Bianchi.

- But of course I like the Boss. - It was Miura's turn to almost stop breathing. - He is a wonderful person, thoughtful and always trusted me despite everything.

- She means if you like him in the romantic sense. - Bianchi explained, making the young girl blush with innocence.

- Oh! N-no, I could never see the Boss like that. - She shook her head profusely. - He's like an older brother to me, like Mister Mukuro. To me he is family.

Haru sighed clearly lighter.

- Hahi! For a moment Haru thought you were talking about Tsuna, because he sure is cute and kind. - She commented relieved.

- Could be Enma too. - Kyoko considered, still a little hoarse due to choking. - He also strikes me as a cute and kind man, although we haven't talked much.

This couldn't help but make Bianchi laugh inwardly, wondering what the brunette reaction would be to hear Sasagawa talking like that about his best friend.

The Mist seemed to consider again to deny it again.

- No, Enma is really sweet, but… - She stopped, not knowing exactly how to explain herself.

- Maybe you like men with more attitude? - It provoked the Storm slightly, however, instead of the youngest blushing again, she just side her head pondering.

-...Maybe? I think… We're both very shy, I don't know how this would work. - She finished. -...Sorry if that doesn't make sense, I never really thought about it much...

- All right, Chrome. - Tranquilized Bianchi, patting the Mist's shoulder - You'll still have plenty of time to think about it. - Then her gaze turned to Haru. - And you my dear? Although I think we already know the answer.

- Yeah! Tsuna is my type of man! - She followed in a completely dreamy tone. - He's cheerful, optimistic, strong, witty, good with kids, and he has a great sense of humor!

- And where is Sawada any of those things? - Wanted to know Hana, where sarcasm, apparently, was the first thing you recovered. - Sawada, strong? Worse yet, optimistic? An unemployed homeless person must be more optimistic than he is any day of the week. He's just a big-name loser.

- Hahi! Take back what you said!

- That was actually quite cruel, Hana. - Kyoko intervened for the first time, frowning.

And for some reason, the dark-haired girl accepted when she saw her friend's face.

- All is well then. - Put it at last. - But if Sawada is your dream boy, why aren't you dating?

- Hahiii! - It was her turn to bring both hands to her cheeks excitedly. - We're not yet because Tsuna is very shy and he still hasn't accepted his feelings, much less the fact that we're going to get married and have many children.

- Anybody want more tea? - Kyoko wanted to know, getting up, and even without an answer, already taking the thermos and taking it to the sink.

- What about you Bianchi? - Haru wanted to know, while Hana got up and went to help her friend. - What kind of man does big sister like?

The Storm's smile, if possible, widened.

- I love men who do everything with passion. - She stated with such firmness that it was as if roses bloomed behind her just by her words, Verde even cleaned his glasses to see if he wasn't seeing wrong.

- Hahiii! That's pretty intense!

- Love should be like that, Haru, don't forget that.

- Yesss! Haru will not forget! - She agreed emotionally, standing up and raising her fist in the air, her eyes shining with determination.

When the pair of friends came back, not letting go of the redhead's distant expression and the young girl's tired expression, Chrome asked with his head tilted.

- So Miss Bianchi likes extreme men like Sasagawa?

- Something like that, but without all the screaming. - She didn't disagree, smiling mysteriously. - Let's say that Ryohei even has an attribute that catches my attention, but I prefer more experienced men.

- Speaking of which Kyoko, where is your brother? - Haru wanted to know.

- Enma called earlier and said that he went to visit his friend from Baseball and that he will be back as soon as he can. - It was her simple answer, going back to her seat. - You know my brother, he does things without thinking, he must have fallen asleep at their house after having fun together with his friend.

- Well, I think Sasagawa is quite mature. - Commented Chrome pouring herself some tea. Thinking about how, even though he had also suffered at Mukuro's hands in the past, unlike Hibari, the eldest of the Sasagawa had completely let it all go, this, at least in her eyes, was a sign of maturity.

Hana snorted.

- Kyoko's brother can be everything, but definitely mature is not one of them.

- But what about you, Kyoko? - Bianchi promptly asked. - What's your type of boy?

The red-haired young girl didn't respond right away, staring at the contents of her cup, watching as a single branch rose to the surface.

- I don't think I ever thought much about it either… - She considered. - I think I like kind men like Chrome. Oh! But may they also be strong like my brother and father! Maybe… Someone who supports me with what I want, and believes that I can do everything myself! But… Also know when to help me. It would be nice if he bought cakes for me from time to time. Oh! Or even cook them or we cook together! And especially someone who gets along with all my friends. - She said, smiling at everyone. - But… - She seemed to hesitate. - May he always reserve a special time for me.

- So you're the romantic, zealous, almost jealous type.

- Jealous, me? - She put surprise. - No, I don't think it's right to monopolize someone, it's just that… - She didn't know exactly what to say.

- Do you like to remember that you are loved? - Opined the Storm.

- And isn't that what we all want? - Hana added with an unhappy sigh.

- And it looks like you thought a lot about your type. - Finished the assassin.

- W-well… - She put it awkwardly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. - Not much, I just like good boys, but also know how to be bad. Like half good and half bad? The most important thing for me would be that he get along with my brother. It would be nice if he were sensitive, but didn't let others take advantage of him! And when he meet them, it would be wonderful if he got along really well with my parents.

- I think… - Verde started, the first to recover the words after this little monologue. -...That you have to lower expectations a little. Such a man simply does not exist!

- This time I'll have to agree with the brat. - Joined Hana.

- Well, Haru thinks you'll find the man of your dreams! Believe it! - The young girl cheered up, making the redhead just smile awkwardly.

And the conversation continued into the night, and when sleep seemed to want to reach them and shorten their little party, despite the sweets they tasted, which Haru and Chrome had brought, the first one let out between yawns, hoping to lengthen the night:

- What can we do now?

-...Anything that isn't so cliché on a teenage girl's night… - Verde murmured and his body shook as he felt Bianchi's chaotic smile on the back of his neck.

- How about I teach you, who are almost women, how to put on makeup? I'm sure Verde would make a great example mannequin and wouldn't mind, right?

- WHAT?! OF COURSE I DON'T- He yelled in disbelief, stopping his own words as he saw a glass of something highly suspicious in Storm's hands. -...Eeeh... I don't, I-I don't care.

- Yes, just what I thought. - The assassin finished, saving her Poison Cooking while the scientist just sounded cold and cursed his life.

After giving the girls some non-poison material and some instructions, she let them play with Verde while she walked away to make a call, watching out of the corner of her eye as Chrome drew a skull on poor Lightning's right cheek.

- Ciaossu! Reborn talking. - The Sun Ex-Arcobaleno promptly answered in Italian. - How are things, Bianchi?

- Aaah Reborn~ - She put it in a singing tone. - It's always so good to hear your voice, especially when we're far away~

- It's also strange to be home without you, Fuuta has asked about you at least four times.

- He's a good boy*. - She considered, leaning on the stained glass windows that led to the garden now seeing how Hana, even if scratching, made up a clown nose on the little scientist. - And speaking of good boys, how is Tsuna?

- He's already asleep and his temperature is normal. I'll observe some more before bed as well, but Leon will be alert if the situation changes.

A sweet smile formed on Storm's lips, even if he didn't admit it, when it came to taking care of his student on the sly, the Sun still did it with passion.

- Let me know if anything happens. Please don't leave me out of the loop about what happens to him anymore, it's not just for Hayato, but the least I can do for Mama after all she's done for us is watch over her son about things she can't know.

- I'll let you know about any changes. And what about the girls? - Instead of answering, the assassin limited herself to taking her cell phone and taking a picture of the scene, without the Lightning seeing it, of course. -...Oh, perfect. - The Sun confirmed satisfied. - I couldn't do a better job.

- Of course you would my love, you are always so creative to humiliate others~

- Thank you, your compliments are always admirables. However, I thought that Haru and Kyoko would take this chance to get everything they could out of Chrome, both about everything that happened and about the flames.

- They can't do that with Kurokawa Hana present. I think that day is just for them to have fun like the young girl they are, like the days of peace before the war. After all, Monday begins the official training of Haru and Yamamoto. Anyway, as you asked, I managed to keep Kyoko from telling Haru that Tsuna already knows about her training.

- Great, I want to see how Tsuna will deal alone with the fact that two of his guardians were doing something behind his back. - And even on the other end of the line, it was possible to feel the opposite tone of satisfaction. - After all, a good boss must also be aware of the actions of his subordinates.

- Looks like it's going to be fun. - And seeing that Chrome looked doubtfully at her, she realized that the girls needed more instructions, after all, only Haru was really making up her poor guinea pig. - I have to go now my love, continue the torture of our little Verde, but before leaving I think I discovered something interesting.

- And what would it be?

- Looks like Kyoko is discovering her own feelings~

- Well, well~ We can definitely take advantage of that.

- I knew you would like it my love~ Sleep tight, I love you.

- Rest too my dear, good night.

And so the call ended, and the young woman walked even lighter towards the kitchen table to continue her little tortu… art class.

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December 18, Sunday, six days before the Christmas Party and the arrival of CEDEF.

Again something woke Sawada Tsunayoshi before his alarm called him, surprising himself to look at his watch and discover that it was merely two-fifty in the morning.

"Have I gotten used to getting little sleep?" - He questioned to himself while staring at the ceiling of his room.

Only to notice that something or someone was lying next to your pillow.

For a moment due to the size he thought it was Lambo. The little Bovino had crept into his bed a few times before, since the battle against the Shimon had already caught the little Italian sleeping with him on at least two occasions.

But what a surprise to him when, instead, he came across the last person he ever expected to share a bed in his life.

He had to cover his mouth to keep from letting out his famous "Hiiie" when he came face to face with Reborn, who, as usual, slept with his eyes open, the only indication that he was in the dream world, the bubble that was peacefully coming out of his nose.

And if waking up to the World's Strongest Hitman sharing his pillow wasn't scary and weird enough, a tingle on his skin told him that Leon was with him, for some reason huddled against his neck.

"What are they doing here?" - He thought in panic for fear of accidentally waking up the Hitman. - "Is the hammock getting too small for him?"

He glanced at the aforementioned, who was still untouched in the corner of his room, even though Kawahira had assured that the curse had been broken and that the Arcobalenos would grow back, honestly during those three weeks he hadn't noticed any big change in the Italian's size. Most likely because they spent a lot of time together and he couldn't notice these small differences.

On closer inspection, it appeared to be like that time before the Snowball Fight, there were pronounced dark circles under the assassin's eyes, making him look really tired.

"Is post-curse growth exhausting?" - He couldn't help but wonder with slight concern, for he knew, unfortunately from experience, that Reborn would rather die than admit weakness. - "And he was so close to it because of the curse, and if it wasn't for Kawahira I wouldn't even know..."

He snorted at the thought of the other's stubbornness, as if it was horrible to have someone who cared about him. A few years ago, how much he couldn't have been in the position he was in now, with lots of friends and people who really cared about him.

If it weren't for all this Mafia craziness it would be just perfect.

Putting that aside, and realizing that he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, he started trying to find a way to get up without waking the duo, because he really needed to go to the bathroom.

Then he began as slowly as he could to lift his torso, until he sat up in bed, sighing with enormous relief when he realized that Reborn was still sleeping, even though Leon had slowly opened his eyes and was watching him with such a sleepy, pleading expression that it was almost as if silently begging him not to get up. If not for the call of nature, he would definitely go back to sleeping next to the adorable reptile.

It was amazing how animal and owner could be so different...

Still silently he started pulling his legs off the bed, so focused on being silent that he didn't even notice how, even sleepy, Leon jumped on his shoulder willing to accompany him.

All that was left to do was put his feet on the ground and get up and the hardest part would be over.

And he would have, if Lambo hadn't left some toys and grenades on his bedroom floor again, only to step on the second just as he tried to get up, immediately losing his balance.

Leon even tried to help him, turning himself into hooks that clung to the wall, but accustomed to the weight of his own owner, the attempt was not firm enough, eventually letting go, causing the brunette to fall sideways to the floor.

And he just hadn't banged his head against his coffee table because a small hand held him, at the same time he placed something really chill against the back of his neck.

- What are you doing? - The firmest and deepest voice than he was used to only served to indicate that the Hitman, the one who had grabbed him before he fell, and was now reflexively pointing one of his hidden weapons at his neck, was clearly annoyed at being abruptly awakened.

And like that time when he'd woken him from the Checker Face nightmare, the assassin's first reflex was to point a gun at him.

- Hiiiie! Sorry Sorry! I just wanted to go to the bathroom! I really tried not to wake you, but I ended up tripping over a Lambo grenade! - He hastened to apologize. - Excuse!

The Hitman snorted, releasing the teenager who with a squeal fell with a thud to the ground.

- Never abruptly wake up an assassin, Useless-Tsuna, I could end up killing you by mere reflex. - He said with disinterest to only then pay attention to his surroundings.

- I wouldn't have woken you up if you weren't sleeping in my bed in the first place! - He countered massaging the sore ass.

Instead of responding, the Hitman started shooting, making the youngest very awkwardly dodge at least four bullets across the room, until he ended up crashing to the floor, on top of Lambo's other toys.

"At least I didn't fall on a grenade without a pin, again..." - He thought with frustration feeling a burning sensation in his right hand.

- You are simply a disaster, Useless-Tsuna. - Muttered the assassin impatiently putting away his weapon, Leon, who had stayed in bed before the disastrous fall, went to his owner's shoulder.

- It's your fault for shooting at me! - He muttered in a higher pitch than he would have liked, feeling the burning sensation growing as he got up, but it was still minimal compared to any wound he'd ever had in battle, so he ignored it and used his hands to brace himself and pull himself up.

In turn, Reborn turned his eyes to the clock and grumbled slightly sleepily:

- Waking up at three in the morning to go to the bathroom? - He huffed. - How old are you again?

- I don't want to hear that from a baby! - He countered using the support table, only to be surprised when Leon left his owner's shoulder to stop on his right hand. - What…?

It was only when he lifted it that he noticed that in the fall he had stuck his fingers in a ball with iron spikes, and by ignoring the wound and getting up with it attached to his fingers, he ended up opening a large cut between the middle and ring finger that now he was bleeding from his hand, which Leon was licking painfully.

Again the assassin huffed impatiently, jumping on the table with the intention of pulling out the trapped object, imagining that his student would be scandalized if he tried to do so, however, against his expectations, he pulled it without any shame, leaving the bloody object on top. the table while using her left hand to pet Leon.

- It's okay, it was nothing. - He said calmly.

- Let me see this. - Said Reborn dry, turning not at all delicately, his student's hand towards him to analyze it. Which showed a lot the difference in the palm of both.

For a second, he even thought that Reborn would use his Sun Flames on him, though he'd never seen the smaller one do it, before considering whether the assassin even knew how to use this property.

Even though, when it came to Reborn, there was always the option that he would only let him learn from his own injuries.

- Didn't hit any veins, so you can just wash and bandage. - He put it on simply releasing it. - It's your fault for leaving that Stupid Cow playing Aliossi in your room.

- I just don't understand why in Italy you use iron balls! Here in Japan we call it Otedama, and we do it with innocent little balls of fabric!

- Pathetic. - He grumbled jumping to his hammock. - In the Mafia we even do it with bullets and shards of glass.

- Hiiie, that's why everyone in the Mafia is so scary! - Lowering his hand, now that Leon returned to its owner, gravity making the red liquid run through his fingers, a trickle running over the Vongola Ring.

- Go wash it off at once, and go back to sleep before I start shooting again. - He threatened, while the youngest left cursing alone.

- Hiie! I'm going, I'm going!

- I must have fallen asleep, damn baby body. - He commented to himself considering where he'd slept, and then his partner jumped on his chest and gave him the most judgmental chameleon look possible. -...What?

Tsuna was still mumbling inwardly when he reached the bathroom at the end of the hall, ready to clean up the blood before relieving himself.

-...Damn Reborn, I bet he slept in my bed just to have an excuse to shoot me in the morning! - And when he took the tap he noticed something peculiar. - Huh? Wait, where's the blood? - He said turning his hand from side to side, but there was no sign of a single drop, even on his rings, although the cut was still there, which seemed to have abruptly stopped bleeding.

Even looking at his own clothes for stains, in case he'd cleaned the cut without realizing it, he didn't find anything, not that it was possible, as his current pajama pants were dark.

- Well, I must have cleaned it somewhere.

Willing to put that aside, he yawned and washed the cut before going to relieve himself, feeling a shiver run down his spine, but attributing it only to the winter chill.

When he went to the sink again to wash his hands again, he froze to see black figures around him in the mirror, taller than he was, as if they were the silhouette of adults, at least seven of them, surrounding him.

Something that looked a lot like a hand wrapping itself around his shoulder.

But looking back, there was nothing beside him that did the reflection justice.

He was about to scream his infamous "Hiiie" at the top of his lungs, probably waking the whole house up from the terrifying sight, but managed to cover his mouth at the last second.

-...Wait a minute, this is definitely some stupid plan by Reborn to scare me, again… - He deduced, finally connecting the dots. Sleep in his bed, the grenades, maybe even have fallen on the Knucklebones Game's pieces.

It had probably been Reborn himself who had awakened him in the first place to organize this great "joke".

- No, no, I won't fall for that this time!

And with that firmly on his mind, he was willing to wash his hands and ignore his reflection as he bandaged his finger, leaving the bathroom without looking back, ignoring even the distant whispers that seemed to follow him, making sure it was just Bianchi who should be helping with all that.

When he returned to the bedroom, he was relieved to see the assassin back in his own hammock.

- Very funny Reborn, but you didn't make it this time. - He made a point of saying as he threw himself on his own bed.

The nonsensical comment made the assassin raise an eyebrow, but he decided to shrug his shoulders and go back to sleep, he was too sleepy to discuss his student's stupidities.

-.-

And yet, it was only four in the morning when the brunette woke up again, this time to the sound of the doorbell.

-...Has Ryohei already returned from wherever he went? - He questioned knowing that Reborn had also woken up, this time not because of him.

- I doubt it, your trip to Shimon Island must have been exhausting to say the least.

- Shimon Island?! - He exclaimed sitting up in bed with a jump. - How… where...?

- It's a stupid story, you ask to him when he get back. - He limited himself to saying already jumping from his hammock and looking for a change of clothes. - Now go answer it at once before the noise wakes up Mama.

"I highly doubt it, if not even with the sound of gunshots she wakes up." - He thought, but didn't dare to argue this time, just following the assassin's gestures and changing mechanically.

In reasonable time, they both went down the stairs, with Reborn on the Vongola's shoulder, which even though he was yawning tiredly, he didn't fall down once during the path.

And when he opened the door, still sleepy and probably disheveled, he internally cursed himself for not even brushing his teeth before going downstairs.

- K-kyoko?! - He exclaimed in shock seeing the excited redhead smiling as radiantly as ever at him, wearing her yellow gym clothes.

- Good morning too, Tsuna. - Bianchi commented in a feigned insulted tone.

- W-what are you doing here so early? - He questioned blushing slightly while as covertly as possible, which was the same as nothing, he tried to fix his hair.

The poison assassin's smile widened like a Cheshire Cat, but the answer came from Kyoko.

- I thought we could run together, even without my brother, and on the way, we could go buy what we need for Tiramisu. - Sasagawa said excitedly. - After all, it's a lot of fun when we spend time together.

This immediately made the younger's face glow crimson.

- I-I a-also like to spend time with you Kyoko. - He tried to say in a shaky voice.

- Oooh Reborn, I thought you would miss me in the morning. - Bianchi put in a tone of clear acting. - After all, every minute we spend together is simply wonderful.

- Ah, Bianchi, I also love every second I spend time with you. - The assassin followed the parodic staging, only making Tsuna blush even more.

- STOP THIS! - He screamed at the top of his lungs only to receive a punch in the forehead, falling backwards, almost at the foot of the stairs.

- A true Mafia Boss does not lose his composure with mere provocations.

- I'm not a Mafia Boss.

Kyoko just laughed.

- You wake up so excited! - She said already entering along with Bianchi, she knew enough about that house to know that it was better that way than waiting for an invitation. - Can I have breakfast here? The girls were still sleeping when I left, so I didn't want to make any noise so I wouldn't wake them up.

- O-of course, you're welcome, especially after letting me use your kitchen yesterday! - He hastened to say awkwardly, standing up quickly. - Please f-feel free.

In response, she just smiled, and the brunette had to hold on to the banister of the stairs to keep from falling again in front of so much glare.

But the gesture made her notice something.

- Tsuna! - She said slightly worried approaching, taking the hand he used to support himself before he could say anything. - What happened? Did you try to cook by yourself?

Before he could respond while blushing completely, Reborn intervened.

- The idiot tripped over Lambo's toys when he went to the bathroom.

- R-reborn! - He scolded embarrassed, to then return to the young one. - I'm fine, it was just a little cut.

She still gave him a worried look, but seemed to accept it.

- So… Hmmm. - He said when she released his hand. - W-we can have breakfast together and then we'll go out.

- Oh! It reminds me! - She said exclaiming suddenly, almost making the brunette fall down the stairs, while she turned to the assassin, who was now in Bianchi's arms. - Could you teach me how to make Italian coffee?

This made Tsuna blink, until he remembered that the recipe he had chosen the day before took coffee.

- Ah… I… - He started awkwardly, still holding on to the banister. -...I would also like to learn.

For a second the Vongola could see slight surprise paint itself on the assassin's face, and he disappeared as quickly as he appeared, immediately giving way to his usual mischievous smile.

- If you survive my little lesson. - He put it in a dark tone that made a shiver go down the spine of the youngster along with a "Hiiiie, can't you teach a class without trying to kill someone?!" Which he promptly ignored.

The torture-lesson took a few minutes¹, and soon the pair of assassins were standing in the doorway watching the couple walking away on the horizon.

- What do you say to follow them today and put your little discovery to the test? - Suggested Reborn with a treacherous smile on his face, to which Bianchi replied along with it.

- Well my love, I was thinking the same thing~ I even have the perfect clothes for the occasion. - And having said that, the duo returned to the house, ready to "get ready".

-.-.-.-.-.-

- Do you really have to go, big brother? - A girl who was around five years old asked as she pulled on her pants.

- But of course! After all, I am the captain of the Kendo team! The other members need my great advice, even more so now that my arm is healed. - Then his sight turned to a boy of at least ten, standing beside his sister in the entrance hall. - Make sure the bitter old woman doesn't drink too much and end up overdosed, okay?

- This is going to be kind of hard. - The boy just said. - But I'll try my best.

- That's it! You're the man of the house when I'm not, you have to take care of everyone. - He said firmly, nodding his head. - Speaking of caring. - He continued turning to the little one. - Shouldn't you be getting ready to go to school?

- Aaah! It is true! - And with a blush invading her face, she bowed slightly and walked inside the house.

-...I really wanted her to listen to me like she listens to you. - The youngest grumbled, just making his brother laugh.

- It's years of practice! One day you get the hang of it. - And he was already turning to go when a figure passing by the street entered his field of vision.

-...Oh no. - That was all the boy said, already expecting the worst.

- Omitsukete Omedetou from the baseball team. - Arrogantly placed the kendoka addressing the person with parted hair who stopped when called, his companion extremely tall and with hair covering his face also stopped in front of the call.

- Kensuke from the doormats team. - He acknowledged with indifference the ex-captain, putting a hand to his waist. - What does a marginal of society like you do waking up so early?

- I wondered the same about the useless captain who let himself be replaced by a twelve-year-old rookie. - He followed the provocation, crossing his arms and puffing out his chest.

- Twelve-year-old rookie who is simply the best player in our school in generations. - He followed before his mate, who looked outraged, could say anything. Not that his covered face gave anything away. - It is certainly better to be replaced by a child than to have my hair pulled out by a boy of twelve who everyone considers useless, that's because you're a fucking sexist. Maybe we should call that monk again to check on you over again, because your karma is rubbish.

That made the kendoka blink, but he wasn't going to give up easily.

- I was just a man defending my honor, not that a Hafu* sold like you knows what this is.

- Oh, I'm sorry for being a "It's not my fault I was born in a country with stable ground." Maybe that's what makes your worldview so limited. - He shrugged. - Why don't you ask your girlfriend? Oh wait, she's disgusted with a useless insignificant like you and prefers what you consider to be truly useless.

- Kyoko just didn't have the opportunity to recognize all my good qualities! - He ended with sufficiency.

- Oh my! Do you own any? - The dark-haired one countered back with obvious sarcasm without changing his stoic expression. - Who knew you are not the absolute scum of our species. I suppose this deserves a celebration. Anyway, my mother misses seeing that pathetic face of yours.

- There is, because tell Mrs. Omitsukete that I will take my special baked to her as soon as possible, the least I can do to give her some joy for the pathetic son she ended up having.

- Monday?

- Fine by me.

And instead of any confirmation, the baseball player just showed the middle finger to the kendoka, and then continued walking as if nothing had happened.

-...What was this?! - Wanted to know disconcerted Shitaa Asoshi leaning down to get to see the face of his companion who seemed indifferent as always.

- What?

- All this interaction! I didn't understand anything!

- Oh. - He shrugged. - Our mothers used to work together in Namimori prefecture, so I've known Kensuke since I was little. Despite being an idiot he has a good heart, we've been friends ever since.

- Do you consider that friendship?! - He put in real shock even stopping to walk.

- He looks quite healthy despite his heart problem. - Mochida considered re-propping his sword pouch on his shoulder. - But it's better to make a reinforced baked, because that arrogant man never takes care of himself properly.

-...I will honestly never understand the relationship between you two. - His brother put shaking his head tiredly.

- These are men's things! When you grow up you will understand.

-...Do I really have...? - He stopped, remembering something specific that the other had said. - Is it true that the girl you like is dating?

- There is! Nonsense, Omedetou only talks this shit out of his mouth! - He gave little importance finally starting to move away. - It's just bullshit.

-...I wouldn't be so sure.

- Well, I'm going, see you later kid! - And he went humming towards the street, the Sun starting to rise in the horizon in what seemed to be a great day.

That is, until a terrible chill ran down his spine. Something he hadn't felt since that weird family had come to Namimori Chuugaku, especially when he passed one of their members who wore glasses and a hat, a strange guy named Julius or something.

And even that odd impression had faded when the useless had finally deigned to attend school, so he'd forgotten about the matter, putting it down to his imagination.

But the feeling was now at least seven times stronger!

-...What the fuck? - He looked around, trying to know where the sensation was coming from, starting to run and then turn a corner when it became stronger, along with the sound of voices approaching.

Two very familiar voices.

-...So your determination to make your flame burn directly influences its performance and size? - Said Kyoko's angelic voice, running with a beautiful yellow sports coat.

And the view would be more than perfect if she wasn't accompanied by none other than Sawada Tsunayoshi, also in orange gym clothes, who was sweating slightly, but he didn't seem to have a problem talking while doing his morning run.

- Yes that's right. If you lose your conviction, you might even lose a fight. Honestly, I think that's what helped me beat Xanxus in the past.

- In that sumo competition that wasn't sumo? - She wanted to know in an adorable teasing tone, which only made him laugh awkwardly.

- Yes, exactly. He looked like a real demon with all that wrath, even though his flame is based on that, I don't think Harmony works well that way…

The sight of the duo together, which would normally make him disgusted and angry, just didn't make him speak up demanding explanations from Sawada, because something else simply stole his attention at that moment.

-...What the fuck is... That?! - He wiped his eyes again and again, not believing what he was seeing.

Coming from the most useless student in the school, more precisely from his right hand, was a dark aura* that seemed to come from the unnecessarily flashy rings he wore.

- I knew...! - He muttered under his breath hiding behind a tree as the pair stopped at the crossroads to look in the three other directions, waiting for the cars to pass before continuing their race. - This bastard is cursed! That explains so much!

All the times he'd run completely out of his mind through the boxers-only school, the superhuman strength he'd shown on more than one occasion, his own unfair fight nearly two years ago, and maybe some oddities he'd witnessed at the Pole Knocking.

- Look, honestly you're not wrong. Of all the shards, I always thought the Vongola Rings had the heaviest load. After all, shredding the soul is always worse than consuming the body. Although I admit that the Mare Rings were the ones that gave me the most headache.

A very unmanly scream ripped from his throat as a third voice spoke from behind him, even though he was pretty sure there was no one behind them seconds ago.

Immediately noticing the noise he'd made, he looked desperately at the pair to see if he'd been seen, surprised when, at the end of the last car, they just went on their way as if he wasn't there.

- Oh don't worry, while I'm here they can't see you.

He only then turned to see the invader who had dared to scare him, coming face to face with a tall man with short straight white hair and glasses. He wore a traditional Japanese hakama as he ate some Ramen from a pot.

- Hello Mochida Kensuke. - The stranger smiled. - Looks like you've discovered something interesting. Sawada Tsunayoshi actually has a strange connection with Mists*, which is ironic, if we think about what happened to Giotto… Even though, it could be precisely because of what happened to Giotto.

- Who the hell are you?! - He yelled nimbly, taking his wooden katana from his back and unsheathing it, even more so when he realized that both seemed to be in a different dimension, as the people passing around them simply seemed unable to see them. - How do you know my name?! And what a bizarre mist talk, the morning is totally clear today!

- I? My name is Kawahira. - He said, while an aura seemed to envelop him slowly, making his hair flutter and Mochida swallow hard. - I am an ancient being, guardian of the greatest source of balance on this planet, the earth on which we step and all its properties and that brings blessings and curses to men. - Kensuke backed away feeling his body tremble while the other's smile mysteriously widened. - Therefore, my duty is to divide that power into fair parts and give your kind at a fair price. I'm what you humans call a… - He paused, taking something out of his pocket. - Realtor. Here, this is my card.

However, the kendoka could not catch it, as he had fallen to the ground due to his legs losing strength for this response.

- You can only be playing with my face! - He yelled dissatisfied, getting up and taking the paper from the other's hand.

- Oh, but I'm serious.* Being a Realtor is a very noble function. - He confirmed with his head while the younger one saw the card with disbelief. - Keep it, you never know, I might be the one to sell what will be your future home. Now, as for knowing your name, that's easy. It's written on your captain's sash. - He said pointing to the mentioned, red one, held by a loop on the youngest's right arm. - "Belongs to Mochida Kensuke". You must be very afraid of losing her.

- That's none of your business! - He exhaled annoyed, then turned his gaze to the street to see if the pair had gone too far.

- I felt something peculiar coming from the Sawada residence at a very favorable time. - And again the youngest jumped when the adult simply reappeared beside him. - Although these fragments are not my responsibility, I wanted to investigate, but even for me it would be suicide to invade the house where the best assassin in the world resides. So I just waited for him to leave, but still they're not far away. - He said eating some more of his food while looking in the opposite direction that the pair ran. Then turn to the student. - Above all, the most interesting thing is that a civilian like you noticed it too, even though you are sensitive. Is it because of the soul link he has with his Mist Guardian, or because you are the first to be touched by his flames? Hmmm… Curious, as that assassin says, who knows.

He seemed to consider it for a moment, finishing his food, and to Mochida's horror, making the pot disappear from his hands.

-...Because we are the first and the last Mist he knew, I'll give you some advice. I would walk away from him if I were you, sensitive people are rare these days, even if this is more natural coming from our kind of flame, it would still be a shame for the evolution of your species if someone like you died for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, not to mention that if you touched that ring, it could… Speed things up even further, and I don't know if either of you would bear the consequences.

- Who REALLY are you and what the hell are you talking about?! - He inquired, raising his katana again.

Instead of answering, Kawahira simply looked back down the street before adding.

- You're right, I said too much. - That said, he approached at a superhuman speed, touching the younger's forehead before he could even move his sword. An indigo light took his fingers as the student's vision went blank. - Although, if I erase your memory, you will not remember my warning. - He considered taking the wooden weapon from the opposite hands and innocently returning it to its case, did the same with his card, not before immersing some of his flames in it. - Oh well, what can you do? - He finish retaining importance.

And without more just disappeared.

In turn, Mochida blinked in confusion for a moment, then returned to his previous train of thought as if nothing had happened.

-...I simply need to protect Kyoko! Who knows how long this useless has been cursed, she might end up contaminated!

And with his noble resolve in mind, he set out on his new goal, willing to follow the duo.

Without noticing that another couple already seemed to have taken on this mission for themselves.

-.-.-.-

After running for about an hour, the Sun was already shining high in the sky as six in the morning approached, and although the day looked really beautiful, Tsuna couldn't help but feel uncomfortable as they headed to the convenience store with a mission in mind. Buy eggs.

Lots of eggs.

"Strange, I get the feeling we're being watched." - He thought to himself looking around, seeing only a couple of people walking around, none of them seemed particularly interested in them. - "Am I getting paranoid?"

- Is everything okay, Tsuna? - Asked Sasagawa with a hint of concern, seeing as he turned back for the seventh time.

He didn't answer, as he slowly approached her, despite his shyness, in order to cover his back in case an enemy was following them, thus serving as a shield if necessary.

Yes, he decidedly was getting paranoid. And it was all Reborn's fault, who insisted he trust his intuition.

- Tsuna? - She questioned again, feeling her face burn slightly when the younger one very gently wrapped his right hand behind his back, stopping next to his waist.

In turn, the brunette, having the ring hidden from her view, allowed it to go up in flames, almost as a warning to all those around him that he would not hesitate to use it if they attacked her.

- Huh? Yes, it's okay, no need to worry, it's just that… - He started turning to her. - I… - But he stopped when he apparently located his follower.

Or at least some of them.

Across the street, two members of the Disciplinary Committee seemed to be patrolling the area, but they discreetly glanced at him as they passed, and now that he stopped to take a closer look, there was someone with a familiarly prominent forelock, badly hidden in a bush, not to mention another person clearly hidden behind a tree.

- You know, never mind Kyoko, let's just go in! - He hurriedly erased his ring and returned his hand, feeling a mixture of relief and slight irritation.

The second had no idea why, it's not like he wasn't used to being watched all the time, either by Reborn or even by Yamamoto and Gokudera, who were always very attentive to everything that happened when they were around their supposed boss.

- Okay… So let's go. - She confirmed still awkwardly.

And so they both finally entered.

-.-

- That bastard! - He grumbled, his voice muffled by biting the collar of his shirt as he spoke. - The way you dared to encircle her waist!

He tried to put that aside, despite the anger that carried in his heart, to consider what he had seen.

"Out of nowhere, the darkness that enveloped the ring disappeared as soon as it wrapped around Kyoko's waist..." - He thought, putting a hand to his chin. "- Ah! I know, her pure presence must have purified him! Maybe that's why this useless guy has been following her like a shadow since we entered Chuugaku*. He's using her to ease the curse! That bastard!"

-...Hey you. - Said an impatient voice.

"...But wait a second, if it's the ring that's cursed, it would make sense for him to chase Kyoko since the first day of school..."

- Hey, are you listening? - Followed a second voice, even more impatient.

"...He hasn't had that ring since the first day of school… Has he?"

TUUUM

A punch to the tree behind him made him blink and snap back to reality, realizing that there were two frowning members of the Disciplinary Committee watching him.

-...You're not following Sawada Tsunayoshi, are you? - One of them, the one who had punched the tree, asked.

- What if I am? - He challenged puffing out his chest. Even though he was afraid of Hibari, like any common sense person, that didn't mean he would listen to the Committee's abuses when he wasn't around.

- We have orders from the very President to ward off any idiots who get involved with him. - Followed the second, cracking his fingers and neck. - Then. Get. Out.

- From Hibari himself? - He put surprised. - Why?!

- That's none of your business. - Followed the first. - Will you just comply or will we have to pull out some more teeth?

This made the kendoka frown, normally he would just comply, it wasn't the least bit wise to get into trouble with the Committee if an order from Hibari was involved.

But what kind of man would he be if he left Kyoko unprotected for fear of a demon's anger?

Aaah, she will be so delighted when she learns that he was even fighting for her, that she would surely fall in love!

- We're just going somewhere else. - He said, cracking his shoulders while smiling his biggest arrogant smile. - There are children here, and your boss would no doubt hate it if we caused a commotion!

-.-.-

- Following a Vongola is a losing battle. - Muttered a tired Kusakabe, getting up from a bush and lowering two branches that he held in his hands in a futile attempt to go unnoticed seeing as two of his companions took Mochida Kensuke away.

- Maybe, but it's also your fault for being terrible at it. - The Vice President's heart almost went out of his mouth when another voice spoke behind him, turning just in time to see the Poison Scorpion hanging from a branch, with the World's Strongest Hitman on his shoulder...

Which was pretty absurd, because they were both upside down.

She wore a classic glasses-mustache-nose disguise, with an overcoat that fit at least two of her inside, both in width and height, Reborn, in turn, wore the same type of disguise, only green for some reason.

- Mister Reborn! - He exclaimed, bowing in respect. - Miss Bianchi…

- It seems that Tsuna is improving. - Commented the poison assassin with a smile, pirouetting on the branch to fall gracefully to the ground with her arms in V, receiving some applause from the Right Arm.

- Yes, but he's still an idiot for not fully trusting his Hyper Intuition. - Followed Reborn, then turning to Kusakabe. - You can go now, tell Hibari that we will take over from here.

The aforementioned breathed a sigh of relief.

- Thank you, but I must inform you that on Thursday, Sawada had a disagreement with some of Namimori Chuugaku's students, maybe that's why Mochida is chasing him.

- Yes, Bianchi informed me. - That's all he said in return. - Going to school without Gokudera and Yamamoto would clearly be an invitation to do so. However, as far as I know Hibari ended up helping my Useless student.

- Yes, I can't give the details, but everything indicates that it's a reprisal because of the Pole Knocking, and as Kyoya doesn't want Namimori's students to get involved in trouble with the Mafia, he asked me to make sure that Sawada doesn't was intercepted again.

"Smart." - Thought the Hitman. - "Maybe he also noticed Yamamoto's attitudes? Really, Hibari is always one step ahead of the other guardians."

- I see, thanks for letting me know. - He replied simply, in turn, Kusakabe bowed again and then left, leaving the couple alone. - I definitely need to install new cameras in Namimori, after Iemitsu did me the favor of destroying mine after his first "fight" with Tsuna.

- It's impressive how Tsuna attracts people who want him bad, even outside the Mafia. - Observed Bianchi seeing the direction where Mochida had disappeared.

Without further ado, the couple came out of their makeshift hiding place, to then sit on a bench near the store's exit and use the classic tactic of hiding behind a newspaper.

- Anyway, it seems he didn't notice us specifically, otherwise his reaction would be different. - Casually followed the poison assassin. The Hitman chose to sit on her lap hidden behind the newspaper he was holding. - Although he saw the Committee members and Mochida. - Her smile widened. - Did you see how he burned his ring? It really does look like a cat that ruffles its fur to look bigger just like you told me.

- Indeed. - Reborn replied, accepting a can of coffee from Bianchi. - Though a boss shouldn't shield himself like he did, it says a lot about his personality and the type of boss he will be one day.

-.-.-

Tsuna's relief was almost palpable when he realized that none of his pursuers had entered the convenience store, allowing him to finally pay real attention to what Kyoko was saying, although he honestly couldn't let his guard down anymore.

He blamed Reborn so much for this.

They walked through the aisles while she explained one thing and another about specific items, as it was Nana who always did the housework, and the redhead thought it was cute how the brunette could be a layman in many household matters.

- All right, here are all the eggs, and a few more ingredients in case we need reservations. - Kyoko said happily, taking with her a bag with several items, much more than Tsuna really thought they would need.

-...I really wish I could pay. - He confessed with a let down of embarrassment as they walked to the cashier.

- But Hibari left you with nothing, didn't he? - She put it with grace that only served to make the youngster more discouraged. - Do not worry! The leftovers were all at home, so it's fair for me to pay. - And seeing that it didn't seem to improve the brunette's mood much, she added. - You can help me with half the amount when you get today's salary.

- All right. - He finally complied, feeling a little less guilty.

- Here Tsuna, let's pay on this side. - Said the young girl pointing to an attendant alone who seemed to be one step away from sleeping. - There's no line up and we'll leave faster, so you're not late for work and I'm late for an appointment I have later.

- Appointment? - He repeated uncertainly, hoping the other didn't have a date or something.

However, when they arrived at the cashier, that thought vanished from his mind when something made the Vongola stop suddenly, causing Kyoko to stop too, confused, looking from the young man to what he was seeing.

- GOKUDERA?! - Tsuna exclaimed louder than he intended. Making the sleepy clerk jump to his feet, searching for the source of the scream.

In addition, several other people stopped and stared at him, seeing him as a crazyman who was screaming in the middle of a store, and then walked away as quickly as possible as if they were afraid of being noticed, which only made the Sky more embarrassed.

The Japanese-Italian, on the other hand, at first froze when he recognized the figure of his Boss, as if he didn't believe his own eyes.

"Oh no! I will be a disgrace to the Tenth and Vongola if he sees me doing lawful work!" - He thought exasperated.

Still, he armed himself with his best unsettling-fake-smile and waved at the two of them, as if he'd beckoned them to attend to them.

- Tenth! ...Sasagawa, welcome! - The one who actually greeted them was the Storm, with noticeable bags under his eyes that made the troublemaker look even scarier.

- Gokudera, do you work here? - He questioned as he approached, much lower this time.

- I thought you already knew Tsuna, Gokudera works here since he came to the town. - She commented, finding it curious that he didn't know something so simple about a great friend.

It just went to show how the brunette never went shopping.

- N-no, I didn't know. - He confessed thinking the same with a let down of shame.

He really had never seriously wondered where someone who had run away from home got the resources to support himself in a strange country.

- Unfortunately Miss Sasagawa is right. - The bomberman agreed, still with his fake smile. -…But I hate this place and everyone who works here, especially that guy! - He pointed accusingly at a young man beside him, with straight and short black hair and dark skin, who just rolled his eyes, as he had a line to attend, unlike his unsympathetic silver-haired companion.

"That explains why there was no one in line up." - Tsuna couldn't help but think, seeing how his friend seemed to look for something in his pockets, without success.

He really hoped they weren't bombs...

- Okay, let's leave this idiot aside, who needs customers when you have the Tenth in person to be attended to! - He said still beaming, which only made the Sky want to hide under the earth when seeing how the customers looked furious at this situation, on the other hand, Kyoko just laughed lightly.

-...Gokudera, please, people are looking. - He put apprehensive, if his friend needed this job, he definitely didn't want to do anything to compromise him.

- Who cares about angry looks, without a line up I can sleep as much as I want. - The Japanese-Italian boasted, which only made Tsuna wonder how it was possible that his friend hadn't been fired even in the face of even more angry looks.

All purchases passed without a hitch with speed and grace in an attempt by the Guardian to show himself to his boss, almost breaking his eggs in the attempt, until something made him stop.

- Did something happen? - Wanted to know Kyoko.

Before he could respond, however, his mate stopped beside him.

- I'm sorry, but we only allow one egg tray in the promotion per person… - Said the dark-haired man, completely ignoring the death glare he received for that. - You can't take four.

- Mind your own business, you idiot!

- Rules are rules. - The attendant followed, casting an arrogant look at his companion. - Sleeping on the job may not fire you, but it definitely will. The merchandise in the promotion was exhaustively counted by the boss last night, not even your fan club who lives buying things just because you work here is going to save you from this.

- You wouldn't dare tell the old man!

- Try me! - Threatened.

And everyone who shopped at the convenience store at that moment stopped to see the pair that glared at each other, it was almost possible to see lightning flashing from their eyes from the tension.

In turn, Tsuna took a step forward, he just couldn't allow one of his best friends to lose his job because of him!

- N-no, it's okay Gokudera! I think we still managed with twelve eggs, right Kyoko? - The Vongola was trying to comfort, seeing how her friend frowned, seeming to think about something. - Huh… Kyoko?

- All right, we have two. - Said the redhead, paying for what they could take, under the thousands of excuses from Gokudera, who hit his head on the counter at least four times for penance.

So the duo withdrew before they generated more confusion. Outside the store, the brunette was about to apologize for something he hadn't done, when Kyoko spoke again:

- Tsuna, I have a plan to get those two trays. - She said decided, and then she approached, blushing him, to whisper something in his ear.

For some reason Gokudera felt a shiver run down his spine at that moment, it was a very cold time of year, so he hoped he wouldn't catch a cold.

- WHAT? - The brunette shouted before the young girl even finished telling what she had in mind. - Do you intend to steal-

She nimbly covered his mouth with one of her hands, making him even more embarrassed.

- Shhh! Tsuna! Do not scream! - She whispered because they were still close to the entrance. - And no, it's not theft when you pay.

- Who told you that?!

- Bianchi. - She said simply.

Tsuna felt that she had a tic in her eye after that simple answer.

- Also, Haru always says that a costume can save lives! So let's go undercover and buy more eggs, simple. - Her logic was Sasagawa-ing impeccable.

- Do you really think this will work? I-I mean! It's not that I don't believe you! - He hastened to say frantically. - It's just… How are we going to do this? Gokudera isn't an idiot, he'll figure it out! And Chrome isn't here to hide us like Mists do… - Said the last part in a whisper.

- Tcharam! - She announced ignoring his misgiving as she took out of her bag two sunglasses and a surgical mask. - I always take a mask with me, because when I was little I was very allergic to pollen, so that made me end up getting the habit. - She said putting it on, just like one of the glasses.

-...Right. - It was all he could say in the face of the opposite enthusiasm. - What about the glasses?

- They're just in case it's sunny all of a sudden in the middle of winter! - She explained excitedly. - Did you know that it is possible to go blind when sunlight is reflected by snow? So this time of year I always take one for me and one for my brother. But you know, now that I think about it, isn't it ironic that a Sun like my brother needs to wear sunglasses? Shouldn't he be immune to that sort of thing? It's as if a Rain needed an umbrella to keep from getting wet, it sounds so funny.

- Haaaa… It kind of doesn't work like that. - Definitely would never get used to Kyoko openly talking about that kind of thing. - I think only the Lightning really works with electricity? I'm actually not so sure...

"Levi wasn't immune to thunder like Lambo, so it must be something more restricted..." - He thought, embarking on the same train of thought as the redhead.

- Interesting, many questions! - She put with bright eyes, or almost, because they were covered by her glasses. - So, how am I?

"...Wait, can Mukuro and Chrome see through the mist? Or can Hibari fly on a cloud?..."

- Tsuna? Tsuna!

- Aaah! - He was startled to see that he was lost in his thoughts, again. - Damn, I have to stop doing this… - Then he shook his head as if that could take away these ramblings, and then looked at her masked friend. - Hmmm… Kyoko?

- Ha, I knew I would be unrecognizable. - She put it with great confidence.

- What? No, no, I mean, do we really need to do this? - He asked with a thread of hope.

- Depends, do you have something to disguise yourself? - She said handing the brunette the other glasses.

- No…? - He replied looking in the pockets of his pants and sweatshirt, just to not upset her. - Saw? I don't- However, he found something there. - Wait! Since when is this here?!

Out of his sweatshirt he ended up stripping nothing less than the mustache, which now looked strangely pink, that Shitt P had given him as an early Christmas present.

He was still strangely soft and silky.

"Why is this still here?!" - He was exasperated. - "It's not possible that I forgot it in my pocket and my mother ended up washing it with my sweatshirt!"

- That's perfect, Tsuna! Now put it on and let's go! - She decreed with determination, making Tsuna increasingly apprehensive.

How had he never before realized how the Sasagawa brothers were so similar?

- Kyokooo, please, can't we just buy from another store? - He regretted to then be taken by the opposite hand, which almost made him choke on his words, as she started to drag him.

Since when was she so strong?

- Come on, it's going to be fun! - Even with a mask, Tsuna could almost see her mischievous smile.

- T-that's not exactly my definition of fun… Are you sure-WOW! - He exclaimed at last when the young girl lightly took the fake mustache from his hand and stuck it in his face. - K-kyoko!

- You look cute with a mustache~ - She commented happily.

-...What?! - It was all "coherent" that he managed to say, losing any resistance, an opportunity that the redhead girl took advantage of to grab some hair clips and spread it all over his hair, holding it back, probably making him look like Ken, in addition to also putting on the sunglasses.

"- S-she said… Kyoko said I'm cute?" - He thought completely of paradise, letting himself be dragged towards the store again, feeling weak in the legs after the compliment so direct.

Therefore, she only managed to gather coherent thoughts again when the determined Sasagawa already had the two trays in hand and was heading to the cashier again.

"I can't believe I'm actually wearing that mustache." - He thought full of shame. - "It's so humiliating, of course Gokudera will notice! But, until he even heats up the upper lips… No! This is not the time to think about it!"

Somewhere, Shitt P felt proud of herself, which went completely unnoticed as this was a constant feeling in her life.

- Tsuna, let's do this with our last will!

A shiver ran down his spine at those words, no matter what had happened in the last few days, he didn't think he'd ever really get used to the redhead saying that sort of thing, he just hoped it wouldn't become her new catchphrase.

-.-.-

- It's impressive how Kyoko managed to convince Tsuna to go against the rules with few words, she is in fact an excellent choice for the future wife of a Mafia Boss. - Said Bianchi, still on the bench with Reborn, having both watched in the front row the interaction of the duo, while the poison assassin turned the pages of the newspaper that she pretended to read.

- I wouldn't say exactly "going against the rules", it's more like "going over them", which is even better, after all, disguising yourself is not just changing clothes, but identity, she still doesn't master it very much well, but she're on the right track. - Put Reborn opening his drink and taking a sip. - This on the other hand is Haru's specialty, who taught her friend in the first place. The two are very even, however, Kyoko has the advantage of having that idiot's heart in the palm of her hand.

This brought a subtle smile to the taller's lips.

- I'm glad that Tsuna can choose his own wife, not everyone in the Mafia has that opportunity. - She considered turning another page. - Usually the marriages of the heirs are all arranged, unless of course your choice of partner is too scary for your father to even consider the idea of denying that freedom~ - She hummed almost dreamily, releasing one of the newspaper flaps to stroke the hair of her pseudo-lover.

- I prefer it that way too, it's good that he at least has an aspect of his own life that he can decide. - Commented the Hitman in a neutral tone between sips of his drink.

This made Storm stop her movements, considering the contrary speech.

She couldn't help but wonder if any part, however small, of Reborn regretted dragging such a sweet, open-hearted kid into the Mafia, even though that was his job, but she knew her lover well enough to know what it would be your answer if she dared to ask.

- If I'm not wrong… - That's why she decided to just go on with the previous subject -…With the exception of Primo, no other Vongola Boss had that right. - The Hitman just nodded.

- Even though Iemitsu has a bad track record with his family, one thing we can't deny is that he really loves Mama*, and in his own dubious way, seems very grateful to be able to marry her, for something the right to " choice of wife" was his main condition to Nono when it was decided that Tsuna would be his successor. - Then a chaotic smile formed on his lips - Therefore, the political marriage this time fell to another head of the family.

- Things must be really explosive in Italy then.

- From what I hear, he's already burned two properties and seven automobiles since he found out. He's already easily gotten over the mess Byakuran's escape made. If he wasn't proud as he is, by now he would be here in Japan forcing Tsuna to have a political marriage as it should be, instead of having to replace him.

- But that would be the same as admitting that Tsuna is the legitimate successor. - She realized, sharing her lover's mischievous expression.

- Exactly. So while it still surprises me that two girls actually consider Useless-Tsuna as a viable partner, he's free to choose either one, or even someone else to marry if he wants.

Bianchi just laughed at the comment.

- Women's hearts work in mysterious ways. - She said, turning her gaze towards the convenience store, seeing through the glass as the couple approached the counter. - From what I can see, the relationship between these two is evolving very quickly to the standard Japanese romance, even more remembering how at first Tsuna couldn't even talk straight to Kyoko without making that idiotic expression. - She remembered how deeply that irritated her. - On the other hand, it seems that Haru is falling behind.

- Yes, Tsuna has already made his choice. - He pondered finishing his coffee. - But don't worry about Haru, she won't give up without a fight. Tsuna does not lose by waiting. This brings us to my little plan…

-.-.-

"This is not going to work, this is not going to work at all." - He thought nonstop almost as if it were a mantra, as they walked again with two trays to the counter. - "He will discover us! He will be fired! Even if he doesn't recognize me, he will still recognize my flame!"

Arriving there, they noticed how Gokudera followed without a line, probably due to his murderous expression, while still staring at his sharp-tongued companion.

- Good morning sir, how are you? We came to buy the best eggs from the best shop in Namimori! - Said the mysterious masked woman happily, ignoring the look of the Storm's few friends and walking directly to his balcony. - One tray per customer, right?

"This is very obvious!" - Thought the Sky in alarm, too nervous to say anything, afraid of completely spoiling Kyoko's plan.

- Hi, and the useless couple came to buy only eggs? - The bomberman asked rudely, reluctantly taking the trays, surprising Tsuna, and making Sasagawa fill with pride.

"It's not possible! My friend is an idiot!" - Thought the man with the mustache in disbelief at the treatment he was receiving.

- Yes, we are testing new recipes, and for that we need eggs, and the more we get, the better, right Hiroige?

"Hiroige?! Is this serious? It's impossible for him not to notice!" - He was still more incredulous. - "Is it really that Gokudera is not just pretending?"

- You are weird, especially your boyfriend with a weird mustache, is he mute by any chance? - Accused the Japanese-Italian rudely, returning the bags, managing to make the man start to hyperventilate with his words, while his escort paid him as if nothing was wrong in the world. - And you, why are you wearing a mask? It's not even spring. Is you sick by any chance? If so, you shouldn't be walking around.

- Ah yes! I get sick more often than I like… Lik-Atchim! - She faked a sneeze. - Oh! Excuse! I think now it's going to be hard for me to stop sneez… Sneez-Atchim!

- Arrgh, disgusting, get out of here before you contaminate something and make me sick! - And then, both bowed and advanced towards the exit.

Not before Tsuna could hear his friend mumbling loud and clear.

- Maybe I should buy a mask too, if I get a cold I don't want the Tenth to get infected…

"It's official, my friend really is an idiot!*"

And so they both left the convenience store.

- Saw! I said it would work! - She put with confident. - It was so fun! The adrenaline of being able to be caught at any moment is incredible! - But she stopped suddenly, seeing how the younger had his face lowered, his glasses hiding his expression. -...Tsuna...? You-

- Pffff! - He let out a breath through his mouth and then began to laugh outright, even putting a hand to his stomach as tears quickly formed in his eyes. - S-s-sorry! Haha-It's just… Ha! That was so…!

And he couldn't finish his words as he continued laughing, which at first made Kyoko blink in surprise, it's not that she'd never seen his laugh before, but it was always a more restrained laugh, almost shy, very different from now that it seemed so…

Free, light and vast as the Sky itself.

"Laughing like that he gets so..." - And she blushed when she realized the line of her thoughts.

However, this was soon pushed to the back of her mind, in order to get the stooped brunette who was holding his stomach with his hands to sit up before he ended up falling to the floor, ending up laughing along with the ridiculousness of the situation and the opposite laugh.

Mysteriously, a certain couple has conveniently disappeared leaving a bench free for them to settle down.

As the pair burst into laughter, a limping Mochida returned to the scene, his body was covered in bruises, his left eye was black, it was bleeding in at least four places and there was a prominent redness on his left cheek, in addition, he looked covered in sweat.

- Uff… It seems that I managed to lose them, I knew that ruining their hair would give me time. - He stopped when he saw the boisterous duo, or at least tried to. - Those bastards must have hit me in the eyes…

He couldn't quite see the laughing couple, although he felt a pleasant feeling coming mainly from the man who was laughing, probably because of that contagious chatter of joy.

- Where did Kyoko go? Will they still be inside? - And he limped on to the entrance, and had already lost himself inside the store when the brunette finally finished laughing.

- It's ok Kyoko, I admit, it was fun! - He exclaimed, wiping the tears from his eyes with the back of his sleeve, returning his glasses, but putting his mustache back in his pocket. In addition to being comfortable, he wanted to believe that that mustache had some illusory power, he would rather think about it than the fact that his friend was so easily fooled like that.

"So that's why Reborn does it all the time!" - Couldn't stop thinking. - "To be whoever you want, at any time, must be really amazing."

The possibilities were countless.

And yet, the words that came out of his mouth were quite different.

- But we shouldn't do something like that. - He put it on while catching his breath. - It's wrong, isn't it? - He ended without conviction of his own sayings.

- Who knows. - The opposite speech made a shiver run down the brunette's spine.

That comment had been too much Reborn for his sanity's sake...

- Oh, and before I forget, you look great laughing like that! You should do this more often.

And with that, Tsuna choked on his own saliva, blushing in such a way that even the tomatoes looked faded.

Kyoko ended up approaching him to help him, giving him small pats on the back.

When he caught his breath, they were both very close, their faces a mere foot apart. Almost choreographed, they both gulped.

-...I... Hmm... - Kyoko started being the one to be embarrassed, taking off her mask and glasses, just as an excuse not to face the opposite eyes that seemed to glow in mesmerizing oranges despite not being using any flame. - I need to help you take off the barrettes.

Unable to answer, the smaller one just nodded.

Curling as much as she could to take off her own disguise, Kyoko then turned to the other, with a resolution in mind and a decision made.

She started to take the first ones off, as slowly as possible so as not to tangle any, her touch so soft that the younger one couldn't help but close his eyes and enjoy a moment he never thought he would live. His mind was already failing to process something since her second compliment of the day.

In turn, Kyoko swallowed, feeling her throat rough as she saw how the Sky closed his eyes, and she couldn't help but look down at his opposite lips.

She could even feel the breath against her…

-...Kyoko? - Feeling that her touch had stopped, he made as if to open his eyes.

Before she could really process what she was doing she approached and-

TUM

He walked away extremely quickly, showing that the morning training was worth something, while the brunette opened his eyes, startled by the sudden noise.

- Looks like someone fell. - He said trying to recognize his surroundings, some clips still in his hair, his heart was still beating uncontrollably in his domed chest for having received two compliments about his appearance and feeling the touches of the girl he liked on the same day.

Adolescence could be sweet.

- Did the person get hurt? - She asked as people crowded around, not feeling much better than the other. While she couldn't stop thinking about what she was about to do.

- I'll see if I can help. I wouldn't rule out that Gokudera was the culprit. - He put afflicted knowing his guardian.

- I-I'm going. - She said getting up quickly. - My appointment, remember?

-...Ah yes, of course… - He put it clearly disappointed. - See you later then…

And with a wretched shake of the head, the young girl ran from the place almost as if she were running away from him. Which only made him sigh longingly.

-...Did I say something wrong? I really don't understand girls...

Ignoring his inner yearnings, he slipped into the crowd, still feeling uncomfortable about it, but putting it aside as soon as he realized that an elderly woman was at the center of the confusion, lying on her side while being helped by the dark-haired boy of the store, Gokudera was also kneeling beside him, and by all the skies he didn't seem to be responsible for the accident.

- Does it hurt a lot ma'am? - Asked the boy passing some product on her ankle, while Gokudera cut some gauze.

- Your store will undoubtedly have to pay for the damage, the fall was the fault of the irregular elevation at the entrance! - On the other hand, a familiar figure yelled at a bald man who was wiping his bald head worriedly, clearly being the owner.

- Lady Nadeshiko*! - Everything lost importance, however, when he noticed that he knew her. She was a elderly lady from the neighborhood who had given him chocolate on Valentine's Day in return for the help he had given to her. So he rushed to join in and help her, even though he only discovered her name on the chocolate thank you card.

- You are Hayato's friend. - He recognized the brunette. - Do you know this lady?

- When I gave you freedom to call me by name! - Gokudera exclaimed, then turned to the Vongola. - Tenth, do you know this lady?

- Good job just repeating what I just said.

- Shut up!

- Are you okay? - He said ignoring the other two, probably because of his habit of discussions like that.

The elderly lady smiled, though she was sweating a little as she recognized him.

- Oh dear, I'm fine, my knee hurts a little, but I think this time I didn't break anything. - She said with a tired smile.

The brunette then looked away to the mentioned place, seeing how it started to turn a little purple.

- Are you her grandson? - The store owner wanted to know, with a mixture of relief and apprehension. The boy who argued with him having stopped in favor of staring at him.

- No, we're kind of neighbors. - He said while Gokudera approached, ready to bandage the wound. - I'll help you get home, don't worry.

- That's what I expected from the Tenth! - The Storm exclaimed loyally, making his contractor blink in astonishment and his co-worker roll his eyes.

Taking advantage of that second he had gotten up to talk to his boss, Tsuna approached Gokudera and whispered in his ear as discreetly as he could.

-…Can you use your sun flames to relieve her wound? I'll disguise it in case someone who can see flames is around… - He said seeing how people started to disperse now that the injured woman was being attended to.

- Tenth, so intelligent and kind! - He said with truly bright eyes, like a puppy when it sees its owner. - I'll do my best!

Although the eldest's solar flares weren't very strong, for someone Nadeshiko's age, he was sure any help would be a lot. With that in mind he stood up, standing right in front of his friend as he wore his flames with one of his rings as he passed the gauze.

Only then did he realize who the person was arguing with the owner a little while ago.

- Mochida?! - He exclaimed surprised, more for his ragged appearance than for anything else.

The aforementioned did not respond, as if he were analyzing him.

- Do you know where this lady lives? - He said at last.

- Uh… Yeah, we don't live far away. - He commented, internally thanking Reborn for forcing him to give a retribution gift to the elderly lady on White Day, since that was the only way he knew where she lived.

At that the taller one huffed in frustration, as if he was irritated about something.

- I'll take she home, you'll show me the way.

- B-but you're hurt!

- I'm a kendoka, that's nothing, besides, how could someone skinny and weak like you help her? - He provoked.

- Take back NOW what I said about the Tenth! - Exclaimed Gokudera.

-...Yeah, I think you're right. - He agreed awkwardly.

- T-tenth…!

- Take this with you. - The attendant approached with some bags. - It was her shopping.

- Wait! - Exclaimed the boss approaching the Vongola, while taking something from his pocket. - Here, it's a discount coupon, besides, Touya, get some more vegetables and extra fruits, it will be our apology.

- It's so kind of you. - The lady thanked.

When Tsuna received a thumbs up from Gokudera who had finished, it was at the exact moment that the aforementioned Touya returned with five full bags that almost made Tsuna fall under his weight.

It was a real relief that Mochida was there to help, he really couldn't take her under these conditions.

- Excuse me, Mrs. Nadeshiko. - Said the sportsman kneeling down to then take the lady in his arms as if she were a bride.

- Oh My! No one has held me like this in their arms since marriage. - She said embarrassed, putting her hands to her cheek.

- That can't be true, such a beautiful woman should be carried on her lap every day!

This made Nadeshiko laugh awkwardly and Tsuna smile, saying goodbye to a worried Gokudera to follow the pair staggering.

"He wanted to make Kyoko a prize, and now he behaves like a gentleman. People really don't make sense." - He couldn't help but think, just listening to the duo's small talk as he followed them a few steps behind.

Only later did it occur to him that probably for the eldest, women were fragile and delicate people who had to be guided and protected.

He didn't much like that thought, but honestly he didn't really think he had any morals, in the face of his own actions, to say anything.

- You can leave me here, honey. - She said when they stopped in front of a house very similar to his own. - I believe I can stand now.

- Are you sure? It's better not to force yourself. If you want, I can take you to the doctor.

- That grumpy boy had a very sharp mouth, but very good hands, as he carefully bandaged me it was almost as if the pain disappeared!

Mochida didn't seem too sure of that, yet he complied, carefully lifting the lady to her feet, and was surprised when she not only held steady but also took a few hops to prove his point.

- M-ma'am!

- Well, don't underestimate someone who survived the war, young boy, my knee is strong as iron. - She declared with confidence. - But my arms might be a little weak, so I'll let you help me with the shopping.

- Of course Mrs. Nadeshiko. - So Tsuna followed her to her house and put the groceries on her table, leaving Mochida at the gate, and unable to escape a kiss on the cheek for all her help.

- Oh, how I wanted my little Yuka to marry a good man like you. - She said with a big grateful smile. - She would no doubt be so happy! It's a pity she still hasn't gotten home from work.

- I-I didn't know you lived with your granddaughter. - She said awkwardly.

- Well, if you even study together!

-...Eh? - He said confused, but the eldest had already left the house, willing to thank Mochida with her kisses too. -...Either Gokudera's flames are stronger than I thought, or she really is much stronger than she looks...

It cost the pair five more kisses and four homemade loaves of bread each before they were finally able to be dismissed.

They were already on the street while Tsuna kept the gift packed in his sweatshirt, when unable to support his own weight, Mochida fell to the ground exhausted, knocking over his own buns.

- Hiiiie! - He exclaimed by the fright of the fall. - Are you okay?!

-...Just... Tired. - He said breathlessly. - My day was a little busy, that's all.

- Hmmm… Do you want to go to my house? Maybe I can help you with your injuries… - He considered, Reborn would possibly kill him before he could even find out if he could actually use his flames to heal someone, but Irie at least lived close by.

- You have got to be kidding. - Mocked the Japanese.

Tsuna blinked.

- Why?

- Did you forget about our fight?! - He exclaimed in disbelief. - Or even my attempt at revenge in the Pole Knocking?!

- Oh that, well, I don't care, that's in the past, maybe Kyoko is still mad that you called her a prize, but I don't hold any grudges, honestly I've been through worse things. - He shrugged.

After all, most of his friends had tried to kill him.

- Well, I didn't forget! - It made Mochida disgusted, so, to prove his goodwill, he stretched out his right hand willing to help him up, as in a peace agreement.

The Japanese man's first thought was to refuse that gesture of pity, but he soon discarded the option, this was his opportunity to take that strange ring that kept expelling dark energy and take it to the first temple he found.

Maybe, just maybe, it wasn't the boy's fault that he was a cursed piece of shit, he'd been through some pretty weird things himself as a kid.

Of course, that didn't change the fact that he was stealing Kyoko from him, and using her, even though he might not have known it.

With that new resolve in mind, he accepted the opposing hand, taking it in his own, but just as he held it in order to carry out his plan, something happened.

Upon touching the cold metal, before he could even take it off, all the corruption seemed to escape him with more intensity as if it were some kind of leak, while the brunette seemed to have frozen in place, as if he had turned to stone.

And it all happened very fast.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's once brown eyes glowed orange and then took on a strange shade of sky-blue, for a second he could have sworn even his hair looked lighter.

-...Rakogurieru. - He muttered in a distant tone, a word he didn't know, and then repeated it, or almost, in an unknown language. - Raccogliere.

- Hey! Useless-Tsuna! - He said scared, getting up, forgetting his own tiredness. - Pull yourself together!

Having said that, he clapped his hands on both of the smaller's shoulders, making him jump, his eyes, confused, returning to their usual tone, even his hair looked normal, seeing how Mochida looked at him as if he had two heads.

-...What? - He asked distressed, hoping that the eldest didn't come back with his idea of revenge and try to beat him.

-...You don't remember what happened...?

He blinked confused.

- In the Kendo competition? I already said, that's the past, I hurt you too, honestly, much more than I should. Sorry about that I… Hmmm… I was kind of out of my mind.

In front of that the eldest just blinked.

- Right… - Was all he said, letting go of the smaller one and walking away, picking up a cell phone, as if he was willing to call someone.

And when he saw the time, the brunette one was alarmed.

- Oh no! I'm going to be late for work! I still have to shower and change! Sorry Mochida, see you later! - And without further ado, he just ran towards his house while someone answered on the other side.

- What do you want, you shit? I'm in the middle of a workout, unlike you apparently.

- Omedetou. - He said ignoring the opposite offense. - Do you know what happened to that monk?

-.-.-.-.-

Tsuna ran as fast as he could home, skidding when he arrived, he was really sweaty and tired, his arms probably scarred with the heavy shopping bag, despite his coat, but at least he had arrived on time.

- I came back! - He announced, surprising the emptiness of the place, his voice almost echoing through the entrance hall. -...Where is everybody?

Honestly, by now he was already expecting the morning choir with the countdown to Christmas.

As if in answer to his doubt, something told him to investigate the kitchen.

- On the sixth daaay of Christmas my love gave it to me…

Of course, he wasn't disappointed to follow his instincts, finding an even bigger group this time, enough that they had to look for a bigger place to organize themselves.

-…Six beautiful geese! - Really beautiful, he couldn't help but think with a joke of grace when he saw that as Haru, Kyoko and Chrome had joined in the singing, with white clothes full of plumage and long necks that went above their heads, they honestly looked more like swans, but would refrain from commenting on that.

And this time he didn't get spanked for interrupting, because he honestly lost his speech when he came across the other trio that had joined.

"That's the most ridiculous and absurd thing I've ever seen." - He couldn't help but think when he saw the same fantasy in Ken, Chikusa and Mukuro.

The latter not losing his cocky grin even wearing a goose costume.

When the song ended with the final act, Tsuna couldn't take it anymore and started to laugh, mainly in relief when realizing that THAT was the commitment that Kyoko was referring to.

- Eh?! I hope Tsuna isn't laughing at the fantasies I made with so much love! - Haru exclaimed, puffing out her cheeks, which only made the youngest one choke on his own saliva.

- W-what?! - He exclaimed recovering. - Are you the Dressmaker?!

- Of course! - She put it with pride puffing out her chest. - See, Haru even has dark circles under her eyes.

-...I honestly don't see anything...

- Take a closer look!

A little afraid, he approached, only to be hugged tightly by the young girl, making him blush awkwardly, immediately imagining what Kyoko would think of that.

Not that he could see, the gooseneck was in his field of vision.

- Haru missed Tsuna soooo much! We haven't seen each other since that dangerous Pole Knocking!

- A-ah it's true Haru, it's also good to see you, but let go, I'm all sweaty!

- No problem. - She said, batting her eyelashes. - Haru is not disgusted with her future husband~

- Hiiiiee! We're not getting married! - He exclaimed trying to free himself from the strong opposite grip.

- Well, well~ Sawada Tsunayoshi, aren't you going to introduce us to your future wife?

The aforementioned turned as far as he could, casting a strange look at the still-disguised Mist who was staring at him with a hand on his waist.

- Eeeh… - He continued, clearly embarrassed, casting a look at Chrome, whose shoulders slumped in disappointment, making the Sawada sigh in defeat. - Very well, Haru. - And just like that the young girl walked away in a Haru-able attempt to show herself presentable. - Kyoko. The second joined in too, a strange expression on her face. - These are Mukuro, Ken and Chikusa, they are our friends.

- My my, I thought you were going to introduce me as your guardian. - The Mist complained dramatically, still approaching and making a European flourish-curtsy, entitled to a graceful turn of his hand, the girls blushed at the gentlemanly gesture. - It's a pleasure to meet you.

- Hi. - It was the wretched compliment from Chikusa fixing his glasses.

- Eeeeh, they're not as pretty as you said, Chrome. - Ken muttered, showing his tongue.

- Hahi! But of course Haru is beautiful! - She was offended.

- Nah, too clingy and screaming for my taste.

- Haru is not a screamer!

- Ken, you can't say anything...

Taking advantage of the confusion, Tsuna approached Chrome, who was now trying to untie a poor, punched and gagged Skull with the help of four Calcassa members, who were only making the knot worse. Up ahead, Irie was trying to help Verde out of the costume, which had a strangely colored face and looked genuinely dead inside.

- Chrome. - He called as low as he could. - Why did you make illusions of the Kokuyo people?

-...I didn't think the Boss would notice so quickly, I tried hard to make them real. - She put it with clear disappointment that made the heart of the biggest squeeze.

- They're perfect! - He hurried to cheer her up, putting a hand on her shoulder. - It's just that, I didn't feel Mukuro's presence, so it was easy to know that they were illusions.

-...Did you mean you didn't feel their flames? - Corrected Verde, now free of his costume, but still with something that looked strangely like makeup on his face.

- No, it's his presence. - He replied to the scientist, who raised an eyebrow with interest. - I can't explain how, but since our fight in Kokuyo Land, I always feel where he is, before I even knew it was a Sky or how to feel flames.

Now that had definitely captured the older man's full attention.

- And does Mukuro feel the same? I mean, can he feel when you're near?

-...Eh? - He blinked confused, never had honestly thought about that. - I think not…? - He replied to turn back to Chrome, who simply shrugged without knowing the answer.

-...Interesting, interesting... - The scientist considered putting his hand to his chin and recovering a little sparkle in his eyes.

- Isn't it just Hyper Intuition? - Spanner commented that he had already taken off his costume by himself, and returned it folded to Bianchi, with Reborn on her shoulder.

-...I don't feel the same with other Mists, so I don't think so. - It was the answer that Tsuna offered.

-...Very, very interesting, maybe I should- But he couldn't finish when Reborn jumped from where he was to kick Verde through the window into the garden.

- You're not going to experiment on him, Verde. - He announced stopping over the sink.

Tsuna blinked at his tutor's reaction, there were few times he took the reins of a subject instead of playing it in his hands to solve it.

"Although, come to think of it, he also defeated Skull when he attacked us in Mafia Land." - He thought, turning to the Cloud who finally had his mouth freed by one of his subordinates, since Chrome had given up helping to pay attention to his boss.

- DAMN REBORN! HOW COULD YOU GET TO SHIMON ISLAND SO FAST AND KIDNAPPING ME LIKE THIS! - He yelled, expanding his body to free himself from his own bonds.

Reborn simply ignored him, as did Verde's cursing, while Nana served him coffee and commented how she loved the full and lively house like that.

-...Wait hmm... "Great" Skull? - Tsuna called and by the treatment he immediately had the mentioned attention. - Were you on Shimon Island? Did you happen to see Ryohei?

- Ah, the crazy delivery guy. - And at the mention of her brother, Kyoko said goodbye to Illusion-Mukuro, with whom she was talking, to approach and listen too. - Yes, he flew to the island this morning.

-...This is crazy... - Muttered Tsuna, who just couldn't understand what was in the older man's head. - But he is fine?

The Ex-Arcobaleno shrugged.

- Enma took him to Shimon castle and took care of him, he just looked tired, but he still managed to shout some nonsense like "Mission extremely complete" that barely let us sleep.

The Vongola sighed in relief, while Kyoko laughed softly beside him.

- My brother must have had a lot of fun.

- If you consider it fun. - Skull again shrugged and then jumped on the shoulder of one of his subordinates, clearly willing to get out of there. - Now the Great Skull is going out.

- Are you going back to Shimon Island?

- Yes, and this time not even the damn Reborn will be able to get me out of there! - He put it decided, although something told Tsuna that tomorrow the other would be dragged with even more injuries.

- Hmm… In that case, if there's no problem, "Great Skull" can you pass a message from me to Enma? I need a favor from him… - It was a good thing to have lived so long with Lambo who had the same mania for grandeur as the Cloud, at least it didn't make it so difficult to convince him to send his message.

It wasn't until the Ex-Arcobalenos, and even Irie, were gone, and the girls were playing with the kids, while Fon quietly sipped his tea and Colonnello noisily sipped his coffee, that Reborn jumped on his shoulder and commented in a casual tone.

- You know, there are 5 minutes left for your TakeSushi entry time.

- Hiiiiiiieeee! Why didn't you warn me before?! - And as always he had the back of his head kicked towards the stairs.

- Because a Boss must always be aware of the time, Useless-Tsuna. - He said while the youngest was shamefully crawling over the laughter of the people present in the house, running up the stairs to wash, change and run.

Or, in this case, fly to work.

-.-

Unlike the busy morning, his workday had been smooth, with twice as many deliveries now that Namimori's original Reindeer had returned.

After work, as he had promised Kyoko, he went back to his house to continue the Tiramisù.

That, at least, was the plan, until Kyoko opened their Mascarpone, which was supposed to be a creamy paste, while the bottom jar was supposed to be full of serum.

But the Mascarpone was completely hard, frozen and apparently hadn't lost a single drop of liquid.

- Look on the bright side, Tsuna. - Commented Kyoko, sitting next to him in the kitchen, while the brunette poked the hard dough with regret. - We made butter!

And the Vongola could only regret it, realizing that it would take them two more days to try to make that damn cheese again, and a part of the little money he had given Kyoko for this recipe.

His time was running out and there went his sixth day...

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Notes:

* After the end of the battle against Vindice, when the Arcobalenos curse is lifted in chapter 406, both Kyoko and Haru appear together with the Guardians to visit the injured in the hospital, and well, despite not being shown, it makes sense that the Uni herself has appeared and had at least one conversation with the two, if only to let them know that she is alive at this time.

* For those who saw only the anime, in Future Arc in the manga, the crowd doesn't go back to the past once, everything happens directly, so, because of that, all that Uni na Chuugaku interaction by Namimori is filler, so Hana doesn't know her.

* Yes, that's literally what Chrome said.

* In the anime Bianchi is quite affectionate with Fuuta, in the manga, on the other hand, at least in the beginning, Bianchi was quite aggressive with the child, sometimes even hitting him as we see in chapter 36, page 12, where Fuuta says he can call her attention through his rankings, to distract her and thus prevent her from teaching the girls how to make chocolate, when the goals start to fluctuate, however, she gets angry and hits him on the head, to complement Tsuna still says: "Bianchi doesn't take it easy even with children." We opted for the most affectionate version of the anime, after all, jokes have limits, people, limits!

* Hafu is a way the Japanese refer to those who have dual nationality, one of which is Japanese, literally means "half".

* "Dark Aura" is a concept used a few times in the story, but never really explained. The first was with Mukuro, in chapter 79, page 15, we see a black aura coming out of his body when releasing what was supposed to be his flame, already in chapter 80, page 23, after Tsuna hits Mukuro right in the special eye, Reborn says literally that Tsuna's flame purified Mukuro's black aura. The second case was with Byakuran, after Uni's sacrifice, and throughout chapter 280, Byakuran became even more insane seeing that his plan had failed in yet another dimension, when he attacks, in the anime, his flames are darker than Tsuna's, as if his corrupted desires affect his flame. And the last and most bizarre case, Enma, when he was completely at the mercy of Daemon's control, a dark aura constantly came out of his body, increasing his powers, but also, apparently "corrupting them", leading to the fateful moment of chapter 331, in which he nearly became a black hole.

* There is no official information about Mochida's flame, however, his voice actor is the same as Mukuro's, so this people is what we call poetic freedom.

* Yes, he's serious, he's a Realtor in the canon.

* Although Mochida has his many problems, he is right on one point; in chapter 315, during Gokudera's fight against Shitt P, in a moment of the confrontation, Shitt P starts to reveal some rotten Tsuna, showing Gokudera how useless his supposed boss is, then on page 13, she says that Tsuna, before they became friends, he constantly chased Kyoko on her way home, on one occasion when the wind lifts Kyoko's skirt, Tsuna looks on with a completely deplorable face, so yes, Mochida is not wrong to accuse Tsuna of stalking.

* Although the fandom considers Iemitsu the worst trash in the world, according to Fuuta's rankings, he and Nana are in first place in the "most passionate couple", in addition, Iemitsu is very supportive of Tsuna's relationship with Kyoko and Haru in his first appearance, showing that he supports his son being able to choose who he will marry.

* Tsuna doesn't have much morals to say that Gokudera is an idiot, despite the thousands of examples I could use, I chose one in specific, it happened in chapter 61, in which Gokudera needs to make Tsuna ask him to do any favors without him the Sky knows, otherwise he'd have to go back to Italy. In the end, specifically on page 22, seeing that his Tenth didn't need him, he decides to leave, but before that, he hears Reborn and Tsuna talking, and what catches his attention the most is when Vongola says he wants his to Storm stands by him, but not as a mafioso, but as a friend, and this beautiful moment is interrupted when Tsuna hears Gokudera celebrate with those words, he immediately asks who was there, and Gokudera can only think of imitating a cat, so yes, Tsuna has no morals to talk about Gokudera.

* During episode 18, Valentine's Day happens, the events in the manga are very similar, with a small difference, in the anime a lady drops her oranges down a staircase, and Tsuna promptly picks them up, gives them back to the lady, and then goes because I was in a hurry. At the end of the episode, Tsuna receives chocolate from the same lady for her kindness. There is only one problem, her name is not mentioned in the episode, but in Tsuki's heart she is called Nadeshiko.