Her Sky, His Sun

"Hey…" The orange haired teen started as the corner of her lips twitched in annoyance.

"Hmm?~" Tsuna sang as he had this big, wide smile spreading over his face.

"What….do you think you're doing?" Kyoko said as she too was starting to wonder about the question herself.

"Patting your head?" The brunet said happily as he continued to stroke her hair ever so lovingly. But as far as the other teen could see, he was treating her like a child or worse…a tamed cat or something. Somehow, she felt a nerve snapping at the thought.

Just because she let him touch her a bit, it doesn't mean that he could embarrass her like this!

"Quit it, I'm not a kid." Kyoko attempted a glare at the young Mafioso but to him, it looked more like a pout instead. But she knew that deep in her heart, it feels kind of…nice. It was rare for her to receive that from anyone and since she didn't have any of her parents or anyone…no one really paid attention to her as much as he did now ever since her brother left her.

"No way, it's just fun to tease you, you know?" Tsuna chirped as he started poking on her cheek playfully, enjoying the irritated expression she had on.

"I…I'll seriously bite your hand if you dare to try it again!" Kyoko screamed out and the mafioso paused. The orange haired teen opened her caramels, wondering why he was silent for a while when she spotted him stifling a laugh. The brunet still couldn't believe that a normal high-school girl dared threaten a mafia boss like him. He was used to guns aiming for his head or maybe knives pointing against his throat….but this.

Oh, he's going to die alright...

…. from laughing his head off.

"Pfft—Ahahaha! T-This is the first time someone had threatened me like that." The decimo chuckled as tears started forming in the corner of his eyes from too much laughing. A tint of rosy red decorated her cheeks at his statement and she was about to retaliate back. That was when her soft lips suddenly met with the tips of his fingers as a bright grin appeared on his face.

"….Want a taste?" The mafia boss said smoothly and heat crept up her cheeks as she flustered and slapped his hand away.

S-She didn't mean to really b-b-bite him!

However, the orange haired teen's thoughts were interrupted by him having another round of good laughs as he held onto his stomach this time; probably hurting from too much laughing.

"I-It was just a joke, geez!" The brunet said to her innocently and she blinked in return.

"Well…at least half of it is…" Tsuna trailed off but felt a murderous intent emitting from the other occupant of the room. Why does he like to play around with her so much all the time?!

But she didn't know that the brunet just love to see her making new expressions, ones which were only shown to him and he decided he liked to keep it that way. His chocolate browns trailed off to her face momentarily and caught the redness on her cheeks. He remembered how it would usually be him who would blush when she didn't even notice what she does to him when they were little. Now that they've grown up though, the brunet decided that he would make her have a taste of how he felt years ago.

That fluttering feeling as heat crept up his cheeks that he knew all too well...

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry." The decimo said as he gave her an award winning smile which, unknowingly to orange haired teen, made her heart skip a beat. It was one of his genuine smiles, and ignoring the weird tingling in the pits of her stomach….she would really want to avoid seeing those expressions of his.

It always made her unable to be mad with him no matter what he does.

"I was just wondering on how to start the main topic..." The brunet trailed off as he glanced at the orange haired teen and true enough, she flinched at his words. Honestly, he was hoping that it wouldn't have to lead to this. He could only hope that she wouldn't let a tear slip off her honey browns….because that'll just kill him more than it already did.

"It's just that…you don't really want to hate him, do you?" Tsuna muttered hesitantly and he noticed the way she bit her bottom lip as she turned her head away from him. The brunet took her silence as a cue for him to continue.

She was listening, he knew.

"You know...he really regretted leaving you behind in that orphanage." He continued and his lips parted to whisper back in a barely audible tone.

"He's eight years too late to worry about me."

"Being related to a Mafioso is dangerous even if you're not blood related." The decimo stated and she only sighed in exasperation.

"…I know."

Well…this…is harder than he thought.

The young Mafioso thought that she might have figured it out when she had a clearer mind after waking up.

But what about the things she didn't know then?

"When we were young, he loved to tell all the guardians about his sister….especially about how cute and adorable she was." Tsuna said out as he closed his brown coloured hues, recalling the young boxer who always gets excited whenever he talked about his beloved sister. Kyoko raised a brow as she wondered why he was suddenly bringing it up.

"But after years passed…it grew as a question for him instead 'I wonder if she's doing extremely well?', 'Is she eating her meals properly like I extremely told her to?', 'Those guys in the orphanage better not pick on her while I'm extremely gone'…"

Kyoko gripped on the hem of her shirt as she looked down on her lap, she didn't know he was that concerned over her….

"'Does she hate me now because I broke our promise? Is she crying?...but I don't mind what she thought of me as long as she's extremely safe.'" The brunet finished off as he tilted his head to look up at her, as if waiting for her response. His lips immediately tugged into a frown as he saw her orange locks shadowing her eyes and caramels set in a straight line as she gripped on her skirt.

"He lied….and I don't want to feel that way again." Kyoko whispered as her hands started to quiver, but she decided not to let her tears fall any longer. She was tired of crying and waiting for him to appear before her with that smile of his all those years; that everything would be alright because her onii-chan will protect her….just like he promised.

But where was he when she needed him the most then?

"He loves you."

Tsuna stated without a single hint of hesitation and her honey browns widened as she snapped her head at the young Mafioso. He had a distant look in his chocolate browns, as if he was relating it to something else in his mind.

"Maybe he just wanted…" The decimo whispered with a voice laced with forlorn and a tinge of hope before he continued. "...a second chance."

Kyoko would've asked him about his sudden change in tone but decided not to since he doesn't seem to want to talk any further. The orange haired teen hung her head low once again as she spoke hesitantly,

"What if he…lies to me again?"

The brunet's lips turned to a thin line as she flashed that expressions of hers: honey browns filled with hesitation and distress as she bit her lips as if regretting saying it the moment those words left her lips. She didn't want to be weak. She couldn't. Not after all these years she'd gone through and endured with no one to rely on. He hated seeing her feel hurt because he knew she doesn't deserve to ever have a taste of it….

But never again will he ever let her face it all alone no matter how strong she seemed to be.

"I won't allow anyone to hurt you ever again." He said firmly and Kyoko couldn't miss his voice filled only with pure sincerity, as if telling her to trust him.

Why….does he care for her so much?

Curious honey browns stilled as she was unconsciously lost in his pools of brown hues. There it was again. The way he looked at her as if he's always been able to see through her lies.

She has always been smiling in front of everyone, but her heart yearned to break down and just give up on everything, to escape from the debt that's been haunting her with no end.

Everyone admired her for being a hardworking person. Yet, she envied them for being able to sleep through night after night without worrying about getting caught for her debt.

She was weak…

But he didn't seem to think so.

And she wondered…why does it feels like this wasn't the first time he was able to understand her?

The little orange-haired girl swayed slowly as she sat on the swing. Her down-casted eyes were fixed on the ground as her lips slowly formed a frown, unlike her usual cheery self. Kyoko stopped the motion of the swing and her small hands gripped on the sides of it. She couldn't handle the bitter feeling swelling up in her chest. So she did the only thing she could, biting back the tears while her small figure tries to contain all her sorrow and worries.

"Kyoko-chan?"

The girl almost jumped at the familiar voice of the boy who stood and blinked back innocently at her. He had his blue hoodie on, just like he always would whenever he came to meet her with his signature gravity-defying hair covered carefully under the cloth. He'd also somehow started to be wary of his surroundings when he's with her until one day he decided to always have a hoodie to cover up his hair and face. She'd never questioned about it though because she trusted him. His round, chocolate browns hesitantly peeked through his hoodie to get a clear look on her and a frown crept up his face almost immediately.

"W-What's wrong..?"

He whispered, unsure of what happened to the lively orange haired teen he knew of. The boy didn't really know how to make it out of this situation.

She was his first and only friend after all.

As if on cue from his voice, a smile was plastered over her mouth almost immediately.

"I'm fine, Tsu-kun!"

She could tell that he wasn't convinced from the way he kept silent but the little Sasagawa continued on anyway.

"So, what do you want to play today?" Kyoko chirped as she tried to make herself sound as normal as possible. "Maybe we could walk around Namimori like we did last week or..."

He didn't like the way she was forcing herself to smile, and the worst thing was that he couldn't do anything about it.

"Kyoko-chan."

Which may be how he finally cut her off, and he isn't even stuttering like how he usually would when they were together. Kyoko's smile dropped as she bit her lips, unable to keep up with her act anymore as she hesitated to tell him about it.

"I'm w-worried about you..."

The hooded boy muttered shyly as he pulled on the cloth over his head slightly, hiding the tints of redness crawling up his cheeks. Kyoko would've giggled at her friend's weird antics any other day but he was being honestly worried about her...

"I...my parents kind of...argued last night."

She could feel her heart churn as those words left her own lips. The hooded boy widened his eyes slightly. From what he'd heard from the other eight-year old, her parents were very loving and lively.

"The debt turned out to be worse than we thought. Okaa-san and otou-san look really sad recently and they just started screaming at each other in the morning a-and-" Sniff .A tear escaped her caramels as she remembered the way her okaa-san cried while exchanging shouts with her otou-san. They were probably weren't even aware of her slipping out of their home and running away as far as possible from the reality of her broken up family. Before she knew it,the little Sasagawa ended up at the place where she promised to meet him almost every day.

Kyoko lifted her hands to roughly rub over her eyes which stubbornly refuse to stop letting her tears spill. She hated it, the sad feeling stuck in her chest.

The orange haired girl was surprised when she felt her hand being lifted up and replaced with soft fabrics over the corners of her eyes with his sleeves; as if saying that he will wipe her tears and her pains along with it.

"P-Please don't cry, Kyoko-chan..." He said from in between his stutters as he dare not look at her but her sobs seemed to calmed down.

"You were always the one who would cheer me up and i-it meant a lot for me than you t-think..." The orange haired girl was silent and the hooded boy took it as a cue to continue.

"T-That's why..." He pulled back the hoodie, revealing a mop of chestnut locks and brown hues. He had a blush decorating his determined expression and Kyoko couldn't help but stare up at him. "I'll always be here for you and make sure that you smile."

As if to prove his point, he slowly laced their fingers together from the hand that was holding hers. He whispered something under his breath, a sentence she couldn't really comprehend that time. Yet the bright grin that appeared on his lips the next second washed away her worries incredibly and soon, the bitter feeling was replaced by warmth from his words. It wasn't long before she herself had her typical smile back gracing her delicate features as she nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, Tsu-kun!

Tsuna raised a brow, wondering why she'd gotten so quiet all of a sudden. So he tilted his head to get a closer look at her face as he placed his palm over her hand on her side worriedly.

"Kyoko, is there something wrong?" He repeated.

Kyoko-chan, what's wrong?

Then, something in her seemed to trigger her from her thoughts as the boy's words replayed back in her mind. Somehow, she seemed to remember that sentence the most.

"The sun and the sky together —"

The orange haired teen mumbled out in her trance, surprising the brunet whose chocolate browns widened as her fingers instinctively intertwined with his.

Just like they did on that day ten years ago.

"—...Always."

Kyoko trailed off just like the boy in her memories did.

Tsuna almost missed a breath as his mind swirled when those words escaped her lips.

Did she finally remember him...?

No...that is another thing but the most crucial one is...

H-How much had she recalled?

Kyoko remembered what the boy had said to her.

'Because dince that day when I first met you...Kyoko-chan had always been kind and warm like the sun...'

Kyoko blinked her caramels as she wondered where she heard those words before. They sounded so familliar.

"K-Kyoko-ch—"

Tsuna breathed out hesitantly when her eyes landed on the warmth she felt on her hand or more exactly; their intertwinedhands. The orange haired teen swiftly pulled her hand back, cutting the brunet off as heat crept up her cheeks.

"I-I'm sorry! I-I was just...I don't k-know what happened to me."

Kyoko panicked as she tried to wave off the obvious redness on her cheeks. Chocolate browns stared at her silently before the usual smile graced his features.

"It's fine, Kyoko." The young mafioso took a second pause before he uttered her name. Kyoko shifted in her place before she stood up abruptly.

"I...I'll think about having a talk with him..."

She whispered under her breath and made her way out of the room. The young Sasagawa managed to sneak a glance at the brunet before her caramel eyes left the looked like he was in deep thoughts but something in those pools of clear brown hues reflected relief. But the other emotion she recognized was disappointment.

At what? She had not the slightes of clue.

Meanwhile, Kyoko's thoughts wandered off to the boy who'd been appearing in her mind recently. From what had happened before, it seems that he wasn't just a part of her dream. He exists in her memory. She'd just...forgotten. But why? The orange haired teen had a pretty good memory so she couldn't have missed a boy who'd been a close friend of hers when she was little. Come to think of it...she didn't remember much about what happened 10 years ago.

How did she meet him? And why did they stop seeing each other since then?

Kyoko frowned as guilt seemed to be washing over her for not remembering that boy who seemed to care so much for her.

"Hum..I'm pretty sure he was kind of shy and gets scared easily..." Kyoko tilted her head to the side.

But reliable when you need him

The thought crossed her mind but she immediately shoved it to the back of her head. He was just a friend...right?

A-Anyways...his hair was light brown and eyes..

Kyoko paused as she thought back to the various images of him. It was vague and she wondered why it was so hard to remember his features for some reason. That was, until she remembered the many times she'd meet up with him. A bright grin spreading across his cheeks as he waved his hand at her and called out:

"Kyoko-chan!"

The different shades of brown irises that he'd shown around her. Soft and welcoming when they talked together, deep adn worried when she's sad, sorrowful and distant when he avoided talking about his past or family and most of all...a flash of glowing orange when he promised to protect her.

Just like him...

Caramels widened as she couldn't believe what she'd just thought of that he...that boy...is...

I-It can't be...r-right?

However, the more she thought about it, the more it seemed to be. His voice changed to a deeper and much more confident than it used to be but still holds the same warmth in them. If that were to be true though, it would also explain why he'd been nice to her since he saved her from those debt collectors.

Still, he would've told her if it was true!

There wasn't any reason for him to hide it from her.

Kyoko couldn't believe it. But the fact that he'd care so much about her…she couldn't just ignore it.

He is...

His name slipped her lips hesitantly, almost not believing what she was going to say after herself. Still, she wondered…

Is that the reason why she'd been feeling…'weird' around him?

"Tsu-kun...?"

However, she was cut off before she could even sort out her mind.

"EXTREME!" The younger Sasagawa's heart almost stopped in surprise as she heard the sudden, ear splitting scream that broke her out of her thoughts almost instantaneously. Kyoko, recognizing who the owner of the overly energetic voice was, all too well snapped her head around alertly for any sight of his mop of grey hair. The orange haired teen blinked as she didn't spot anyone around her; though she knew his voice could've been heard from even the other end of the mansion either way….

Kyoko peeked from one of the opened doors in the hallway and kept half of her head hidden just in case. Caramels blinked at the sight of the sun guardian standing in the middle of the training room with his arms crossed, looking like he was in deep,deep thoughts. Kyoko raised a brow.

The younger of the 'siblings' didn't want to be rude but well…let's face it.

Though Kyoko used to (and secretly still) admired him for his positive attitude no matter how tough things get….the extreme boxer isn't really the type of person who thinks before he acts most of the time…

'So what exactly is he doing now?' is the only thing the orange haired teen could think of before his eyes narrowed at the huge object leaning against the wall beside him.

"Haru chan's Namahage costume?" Questions keep popping out in her mind before the sun guardian's loud roar seemed to answer her questions.

"Kyoko, forgive me…EXTREMELY please?!" Ryohei said as he clenched his fist and looked straight at the beady eyes of the practice doll he'd borrowed from Haru earlier. He wanted to make sure that his apology would be perfect enough that the orange haired teen would have no other choice than to forgive him.

'But wait,' Kyoko halted as she eyed the 'unique' looking costume. 'Is that…'thing' supposed to be m-me?'

It wore an oversized ogre mask and traditional straw capes but had somehow ended as Haru's favourite costume of all.

Ryohei let out a long sigh, unlike his usual extreme self, and she wondered if he really is sincere in wanting her to forgive him. The sun guardian gritted his teeth, scolding himself inwardly for panicking at her reaction. He couldn't let Tsuna fix his problems for him, he is an extreme man! And more importantly, Kyoko's 'onii-chan'!

But...what would he do if she doesn't forgive him?

She is his one and only sister...

"If it doesn't work.." He muttered.

...No! He won't give up no matter how many times she gets angry at him!

"I'll just have to EXTREMELY reveal my secret technique that master Pao Pao taught me!" The sun guardian declared before he hung his head low, swallowing his manly pride for once before he tilts his head up at a certain angle, pleading eyes looking up with the corner of his lips curved into a pitiable frown.

"Kyoko...forgive me...EXTREMELY pleaseee?!"

Yes dear readers, our extreme sun guardian is currently doing the infamous 'puppy dog eyes'. Or at least…a bad attempt of it.

"Hmm, hmm." Ryohei nodded satisfyingly to no one in particular, feeling accomplished for thinking of such an extreme way to apologize to her.

"Pfft—" Kyoko stifled a laugh as she held a palm over her mouth but that little sound caught Ryohei's ears as he instinctively turned around. There she was, the only person whose opinions mattered to him giggling endlessly with a reddened face from too much laughing.

"K-Kyoko! S-Since when were you here?" He stuttered, feeling his older brother figure crumbling every time she couldn't hold back a laugh.

"Even so, before you do that—haha..t-thing with your eyes." The orange haired teen said in between laughs as she gestured at him and the Namahage. It was then that Ryohei learned that embarrassment could kill you as he was now a living proof of it. However, after seeing his sister laughing so happily…he couldn't care less than to explain himself or care about his stupid pride now.

At least after all these years...he could still make her smile.

"I'm sorry for being stubborn earlier." The younger Sasagawa said clearly, though with guilt laced in her words. Grey orbs widened as her honey browns trailed away from him, a frown appearing on her once happy expression.

"I-I should be the one to EXTREMELY apologize, Kyoko!" Ryohei corrected as he saw the surprise in her light brown orbs, taking it as a cue to continue.

"I..I've failed as your older brother…" He trailed off and a faint smile crept up her lips as she could sense the sincerity in his words.

"I forgive you….onii-chan." She said to her brother and he merely stared at her dumbly. Ryohei stood, unmoving for a moment before the words finally sank in as tears unknowingly trailed down his cheeks. He didn't seem to care though.

As long as he would have his sister, the one who'd offer him her last name in return for becoming her brother, back. Sasagawa Ryohei isn't as extreme as he thought when it comes to her, the only family he never had before he met her.

"O-Onii-chan?" Kyoko asked worriedly. This was the first time she'd seen him cry, much less burst to tears right in front of her. The sun guardian hurriedly placed his sleeves over his tearing eyes when she grew worried over him.

"I-I don't know what I'll do if you extremely hate me, Kyoko!" He wailed aloud as he tried to cover his tears. Kyoko slowly wrapped her arms around her brother all the while patting his back to soothe him. It wasn't long before he returned her hold.

"I swear I'll be the most EXTREME brother in the world from now on!" He declared to her wile inwardly scolding himself for the stupid tears that refused to stop. The orange haired teen giggled cheerfully at her brother's words. For once, she was thankful that she has someone who cares so much about her…even if he's not related to her. Such things never mattered from the start between the two Sasagawas though.

"I know you will, onii-chan."

Slowly, he ran a hand up through his gravity defying hair and sighed in frustration.

The sun and the sky together, always.

Because... since that day when I first met you...

Kyoko-chan had always been my sun..

Tsuna groaned as he thought back what he said to the orange haired teen. It would be utterly embarrassing if she were to know the real meaning now that she's older. Still, he just couldn't help it! That was the first time he'd seen her cry a-and…he guessed he was just trying to cheer her up somehow.

Tsuna let out a long, tired breath as he plopped back on the bed and placed an arm over his chocolate browns. The image of her smiling never left his mind as his cheeks were blushing tints of red. Damn...even though she wasn't near...she's still invading his mind mercilessly—

"Dame-Tsuna." A monotonous voice suddenly spoke out of nowhere.

"WAAH!" The brunet screamed in surprise as he shot up from the bed.

"R-Reborn! W-W-What are you doing here?" the young mafia boss stuttered and almost felt like slapping himself for letting his old personality come back to him. It was always as if the demon tutor's mere presence brings back the 'dame'ness in him…or maybe it was only because he was kind of…scary and not to mention, the most sadistic person he's ever met.

"What did I say about stuttering like a wimp, idiotic Tsuna?" Reborn hissed as the fedora covered his black irises. Tsuna gulped as he straighten up his back and took one, deep breathe to calm himself down from the little heart attack he'd gotten just now.

"You were the one who told me that you have to get rid of your dame self-ten years ago." The spartan tutor stated and his student couldn't find anything to retort him with since it was true.

"So…do you need me for anything?" The decimo said as the arcobaleno sat on the seat by the study table across him.

"Dame-Tsuna, do you know why I came back to Japan?" The arcobaleno said with a serious tone and the brunet's lips turned narrowed into a thin line almost immediately.

"Is it about things regarding the Vongola?" Tsuna spoke back with the same tone as he was aware that it might've been an important matter related to the mafia.

It was never a good thing if Reborn came by personally to inform him about it…

"That and some other things that's been bothering me" he pointed out and Tsuna only raised a brow questioningly at his tutor. Onyx orbs stared back at his brown eyes, making sure that he wouldn't lie in the slightest.

"Tell her the truth." Those words seemed to pierce through the brunet's calm demeanour as he stayed silent, mouth forming a straight line.

"She will know about what happened ten years ago sooner or later." He gritted his teeth, regretting not leaving the room as soon as the tutor entered earlier. However, the thing that bothered him the most was that he was right.

"You should know that she's been regaining her memories back... it won't be long before she—" Reborn continued on.

"I know!" The brunet interrupted abruptly and he took the tutor's silence as a sign for him to cool down, he knew that the young mafioso held high respect for him. The hitman shouldn't really care about his student's problems but this time, it was part of his job.

He didn't want his student to waste all these years for nothing.

"Reborn…you don't need to remind me." Tsuna uttered to his tutor.

"At that time..." The young mafioso stood up from his seat as his brows were furrowed. "I...will leave her if she wishes me to."

Even if it kills him to lose her again.

"I won't let anyone hurt her." The mafia boss said as he clenched his hands into fists. "Not even me myself..."

By the time everything was settled, it was already time for lunch. It was a Vongola tradition to have the family seated together and enjoying the meal so everyone was present. (Yes people, I meant even our favourite 'bite-you-to-death' guardian). The dining table was rowdy as usual but some were oddly quiet. Our marshmallow loving guest was happily munching on his ice cream, with his lovely marshmallows as toppings of course.

"How does it taste?" Haru asked with her eyes twinkling with excitement at the silver haired teen who ate the melon pudding beside her. They would usually sit at each ends of the dining room and argue. Something was different today though.

"It's..so-so, I guess." Gokudera replied boringly, trying his best to hide the grin on his face at the taste of his favourite fruit. The short haired girl's smile dropped immediately as she glared at the ungrateful little—

"Why can't you just be honest and say that it's delicious you stubborn tako-head!" Haru said as her voice rises, she could feel the corner of her mouth twitching in irritation. The half Italian rolled his eyes at the other teen.

"For your information, it's not my fault." He said bluntly, without a single hint of sorry. "Your food just can't make me say 'delicious', stupid woman."

And thus, the endless arguments riled up between the two…once again.

Meanwhile, the pineapple headed illusionist kept stealing glances at the purple head who sat beside him without saying a word. She was calmly sipping on her soup as if nothing happened at all. Technically, she isn't really ignoring him, but he kind of missed her sharing things with him about her days or some chocolate dessert recipes that she loved to try out.

…Had he meant so little to her then?

Mukuro couldn't help his lips tugging into a little frown unknowingly.

"Oh, right." Chrome let out a breath and the male illusionist snapped his head at her in an almost too expecting way. That was, until he realized that the shy guardian was actually talking to the other person beside her who was…

"Hibari-san, how's Hibird-chan's injuries?" The purple head asked politely at the cloud guardian.

'What. The. Hell?!' was the pineapple head's only thought at that very time.

"Hn. He will be able to fly again in a few weeks." The cloud guardian merely said as he never left his sight of the bowl of soup. He would want to bite everyone to death if he were to see them all in the same room. Mukuro gaped slightly as he couldn't believe the scene before his eyes.

She…his Chrome just had a normal conversation with the stupid, idiotic skylark!

"I'll make some more cookies for it since Hibird seemed to love them while I took care of it on your leave." The female illusionist informed the bird's owner who replied with a simple nod of his head. Nonetheless, she flashed a bright smile at the thought of the little animal's injuries healing. However, mismatched orbs had only seen what was right in front of him and that was his Nagi smiling at the damn skylark. And not to mention, it was all thanks to his little pet.

'Kufufu….there will be roasted bird for dinner tonight!' Mukuro cackled evilly in his mind.

Kyoko laughed at her brother who told him stories over the past years while she took brief looks on the brunet who kept silent ever since he entered the dining room. The orange haired teen noticed that he didn't even touch his food at all. Honestly, she was getting worried….

Tsuna seemed to have felt the stare from her caramel eyes as he slowly looked up, his gaze meeting hers.

'I'll always be here for you and make sure that you smile….Kyoko-chan.'

The orange haired teen turned her head away swiftly. Why was it that she always recalled those kinds of lines whenever she was with him?!

'Stupid Kyoko!' She scolded herself, 'You're not even perfectly sure that he's 'him'!'

In the end, she still had to ask him about it after all…

'Hey, are you that boy who befriend and cared so much about me? You know…the one I called Tsu-kun?'

…As if she could say that!

What's with the nickname she gave him anyway? It sounded so…so embarrassing to say.

"Kyoko." The orange haired teen turned towards the direction of the person who called her and she saw Reborn sitting across her. "If I'm not wrong… are you having your winter holidays soon?"

Kyoko blinked in return. Why was he asking her such a random question all of a sudden?

"Yes, it's actually starting tomorrow..." Kyoko replied nonetheless.

"Good." The tutor said before raising his voice for everyone to hear in the dining room. "Now, listen up here kiddies."

That seemed to get everyone's attention as all eyes were on the hitman.

'That's funny…Reborn is an infant right? So calling the other kiddies is…' Kyoko thought to herself.

"In three days, we're heading back to Italy for a few weeks." The Spartan tutor announced as he sipped on his steaming cup of espresso.

"Huh…?" The orange haired teen replied dumbly and before she knew it, utensils clattered to the ground, mouths gaped open in shock, a happy-go-lucky yet strained laugh could be heard as well as a simple 'hn' and a trail of 'kufufu' which contained more malice and coldness than usual as the information sunk in to their heads.

Scrii!

A screech could be heard from the brunet's plate as his fork scratched against the porcelain; his bangs covering his eyes. Everyone could see that the mafia boss does not like the idea at all.

"Anyways, Kyoko, you will take these three days to study intensely on Italian language with Gokudera and Haru as your tutor. Plus, you'll learn some self-defense techniques from either me or Ryohei just in case." Reborn added calmly and Kyoko finally found her voice back as she recovered from the shock. The orange haired teen knew that she couldn't object to the idea and a part of her felt excited at the thought of leaving Namimori for the first time in her life.

"Wait a minute…why do I need to learn self-defense?" Kyoko asked instead. She didn't mind about learning Italian since she'd learn some basics from school. The younger Sasagawa only heard that one of the Namimori high students took over the school as the infamous principal after he graduated earlier and made it compulsory that students learn basic Italian language…he'd never show his face around though. Meanwhile, Hibari Kyoya sipped on his glass of cold water before leaving the dining room without a word. Crowding still irritates him after all.

"There will be more mafiosos out there and we wouldn't want what that freak—" Reborn said in a clearly irritated tone as he pointed back at the smiling Gesso boss. "—did to you to happen again, do we?"

"Well, I was really bored then, just so you know…" Byakuran stated out innocently, as if to answer to her piercing glare.

"Anyways, you can learn a few tricks like throwing people, effortlessly even." Reborn smirked as he continued "Like maybe...a pervert who just loves to tease you-"

Stare.

Tsuna just shrugged his shoulders in return as he gave Kyoko an innocent grin.

"—or a brother who couldn't even remember to call or send a letter to you all this time." The tutor's smirk grew wider as Kyoko looked at her brother in disbelief. The sun guardian only shouted his catchphrase as he couldn't follow the arcobaleno's conversation with his sister.

"Maybe even psychopaths who would kidnap you out of nowhere and make you jump to a freezing pond?" The tutor ended slyly.

This time, the once calm caramel eyes glared sharply at the mop of white hair seating beside the infant.

The Gesso boss flashed a calm smile back at the angry orange haired teen as he spoke to her, "Two packets of marsmallow per throw." He stated clearly, "I don't get thrown randomly for free you know, Kyoko-chan~"

Kyoko twitched in irritation at the white head's statement and even more so when he chuckled merrily afterwards.

'He's not even denying that he was (and is still) being a total jerk!' The orange haired teen thought as she swore that the stupid marshmallow freak was definitely on the top of the list of 'people I want to have my little revenge on'.

"Also, don't forget that you're supposed to be his lover the whole time." Reborn said as he looked at the brunet who seemed to lighten up at the word 'lover'. It took the orange haired teen a few seconds before she thought what he meant.

"O-Oh…right." Kyoko shifted in her place, she couldn't believe that she'd forgotten about their little 'deal'!

"WHAAATT?!" Ryohei stood up and everyone in the room immediately closed their ears off with their hands from the booming voice that could have destroyed their ears. Kyoko almost squeaked when the sun guardian suddenly placed both hands on her shoulder and stared at everyone incredulously.

"My sister is only nineteen!" The boxer roared while Kyoko sighed at her overprotective onii-chan.

"Which is, by the way, also past the marriageable age in Italy~" Byakuran sang as a smirk seemed to creep up his lips when the sun guardian's face paled and he slumped back to his seat in defeat. By then, Ryohei was already chanting 'My sister can't get married yet' over and over again.

"O-Onii-chan." Kyoko called, unable to explain the situation to her brother since she knew how hard it was for the honest sun guardian to keep secrets. She never expected Ryohei giving her a look of understanding instead though.

"You're…old enough to make your own decisions, Kyoko. I understand that…" He had a distant look on his face, as if feeling sad for his little sister to have grown up so fast.

'No, you don't!' Kyoko wished she could say that out loud but alas, she was too shocked by her brother's words.

"Sawada is a decent guy so he'll keep you safe." His sister had someone to protect her instead of him now that she's a fully grown nineteen years old. Ah, how time flies...

'Would a 'decent guy' tease you all the time and 'keep you safe' by stealing a kiss? Uhh….NO.'

"Onii-san…" Tsuna uttered with a frown plastered on his face as if he was trying to assure the older Sasagawa that his beloved sister is in good hands.

'Who're you calling your onii-san!?' Kyoko was dumbfounded by how the conversation was going.

"It's fine Sawada, as long as you don't make her cry—" Ryohei let out a long sigh.

"Oh, he did." The marshmallow addict emphasized as chocolate browns glared at him warningly.

"Or do anything i-inappropriate to her—" Ryohei choked on the word.

"It was so hard for them to get out of bed this morning (in that awkward position), you know?" The white head spoke smoothly as he popped another marshmallow in his mouth.

The sun guardian could already feel his soul leaving his body as he heard the statement.

"Gyahaha, Kyoko-nee and Tsuna-nii were eating each other's face off!" Lambo laughed before he continued to devour his dessert.

They were...what..?

"By the way, is it just me or were you two playing a game last night? I heard a loud slap and screams." Yamamoto asked as he blinked at the sun guardian who looked as if he was in denial of the truth he was hearing.

"He was just being a jerk..." Kyoko sulked as she stared back at her food, she still remembered how he made that stupid joke of his.

"Hey, it's not my fault you couldn't stand seeing me half-naked." Tsuna uttered and Kyoko choked on her food as the image of him practically wearing nothing more than a towel flashed her mind. The orange haired teen had to do a mindslap as the brunet smirked when she frantically searched for a drink to relieve her throat from choking. The guardians either shook their heads or sighed as they know their boss all too well. The hitman, however, had a pleased smirk on his face.

He's taught his student well.

Meanwhile, all was dark for the boxer as he couldn't stand hearing the extreme conversation.

Reborn rolled his eyes at the grey head who looked like he was about to pass out. "Anyways, back to the topic at hand—oi, dame-Tsuna, stop sulking."

Reborn ordered at the brunet who frowned as soon as they got back on the topic. Honestly, he hated going to Italy. It wasn't as peaceful as Namimori and moreover, that country is the heart of the mafia world. It wasn't safe for Kyoko but he knew that she wouldn't be either if she stayed back in Namimori alone. Not to mention, there's people he would love not to see there too….

"I'm just sick of seeing those...suitors." The word left his mouth bitterly as he clicked his tongue in annoyance. He hated those girls who only liked him because of his position or money. Even if they aren't his suitors, he still loathes the mafiosos who aren't a part of his famiglia. Their fake smiling masks and little act around him, hoping to be favoured by the infamous Vongola Decimo….who wouldn't hate seeing them?

Kyoko didn't know why but she felt a very unpleasant feeling in her gut at the mention of those suitors…but the fact that the brunet's once warm chocolate browns seemed to turn cold was making her worried even more. Why does it looks like those suitors aren't the only ones he hated to see in Italy?

"Some mafia bosses and chosen members of their famiglia will be around in the Vongola mansion. All of dame-Tsuna's suitors are allied mafia bosses' daughters. Thus, if you want to convince them tha tdame-Tsuna doesn't need those suitors of his…"The fedora wearing hitman trailed off as the orange haired teen continued hesitantly. "W-We have to act like real c-couples infront of them?"

The orange haired teen was unsure of the idea or whether they could pull it off. Well, they are smart mafia bosses so it'll be hard to fool them. Doubtful caramels glanced at the young mafia boss and...

...What's with that smirk!?

Apparently, the brunet seemed to like the idea of playing pretend lovers.

The orange haired teen couldn't brush off the thought that once again, she'd fallen into the trap to the mafia boss's plan. Now she had no choice but to go along with it….great.

"Well, that's all. Make sure to have all your things ready by then." Reborn said as he placed his cup down on the table and looked at the brunet, signalling him that there's more that he needs to tell him. Tsuna seemed unwilling but complied anyway as he stood up from his seat and the arcobaleno proceed to rest on his shoulder. The young mafioso gave one last look at the orange haired teen as he remembered what the tutor said before. Both student and tutor left the dining room followed with the others then.

Kyoko looked back at the two who went in the opposite direction before she voiced out her thoughts. "Tsuna-kun and Reborn-chan seemed really close…"

"Well, that's because he took care of Tsuna since he was young!" Yamamoto said with a bright grin on his face as the right hand man nodded his head.

"Huh? What about his parents then?" The orange haired teen tilted her head in wonder. Suddenly, the group fell silent, the baseball lover losing his smile, the silver haired teen had a look mixed with anger and mourn, the short haired girl bit her lips while Lambo was trying to hold back his tears.

"Tsuna…he…" The rain guardian whispered but didn't know exactly on how to explain it to the orange haired teen.

"Nana-sama died more than ten years ago when the tenth was still a child." Gokudera said as he placed his hand in his pocket, emeralds showing hints of respect and sadness at the loss of the brunet's mother.

"Reborn-chan owed Nana-san and he used to be a good friend of her. That's why he was willing to take care of Tsuna-san, so that Nana-san could rest peacefully." Haru muttered as she held up the sleeves of her shirt to the corner of her eyes.

Kyoko didn't know what to say. The orange haired teen thought that she shouldn't have asked anything in the first place…

But what about Tsuna's father then?

"As for 'that man'…" The right hand man paused as his hands balled to fists. "That person doesn't deserves to be Jyuudaime's father."

"So, what else do you have to say to me Reborn?" Tsuna sighed as he swore that things couldn't get any worse than what he have to handle now. The tutor was quiet, as if thinking through on whether he should tell the brunet or not before he muttered almost inaudibly.

"He…"

The arcobaleno said as he tipped his fedora down, he knew that the brunet had a lot to handle now but he needs to know.

"Your father has heard of Kyoko Sasagawa."

END

Extra Corner:

"Sasagawa Kyoko."

The hitman uttered her name and as usual, the brunet who sat on the floor felt heat creeping up his cheeks. Reborn sighed, honestly, he never thought that his student would be so helpless as to blush at the mere mention of her name. To think that the dame being(who blushes like a highschool girl, mind you!) is the student of this Reborn-sama... (obviously, the no.1 hitman in being popular with the ladies too.)

"Blushing like a girl doesn't make you popular with the ladies dame-Tsuna."

He stated at his spineless student who squirmed in place at his tutor's little lecture.

"E-Eh...it's because she's c-cute and n-nice and-" The brunet mumbled to himself.

"-She is the nicest girl and the sun of your life, yeah, whatever, I've heard that for the thousandth time."

Reborn waved off. It wasn't that he hated the brunet's reasons for his crush. In fact, as much as he hates to admit it, Reborn wanted to help his student. Tsuna was a child who never asked for anything so he was surprised when the little brunet showed interest in someone so much.

"Dame-Tsuna." The brunet looked up curiously and shivered as he could see his tutor's signature cunning smirk. Tsuna gulped as as he answered with a shaking "Y-Y-Yes?"

"I've figured out a second advice for your pathetic love life." The spartan arcobaleno said as the colour on Tsuna's face drained at the mention of his so-called 'advice'.

"B-B-But it didn't w-work the last t-time-HIEEE!" The brunet straightened up his back and raised his hand in surrender as a familiar gun was pointed at his head.
"I-I mean, p-please share me your awesome knowledge, R-Reborn!" Tsuna squeaked in fear. A smirk appeared on the tutor's lips and Sawada Tsunayoshi does not like where that smirk is leading.

So here we are again, at the brunet and orange haired teen's favourite place.

"Tsu-kun." The girl smiled cutely and the boy had to do a mental mindslap just to remind himself not to blush. He was about to open his mouth when the tutor's words rang in his mind.

The unbeatable and cooler than cool Reborn-sama's advice: Make her blush!

"Listen up and listen WELL dame-Tsuna." The hitman started and Tsuna could almost feel the threatening tone of the tutor.
"Men makes girls blush, not the other way around." He said sternly. "To make a girl blush is easy. You either tease her or please her."

Tsuna's mouth form an 'o' as he listened to his tutor with a nod.

"Since we all know that you're not cut out for the first part, then start by having her see your cool side like being manly or a gentleman."

"Eh...but I thought you said that 'gentle' guys are losers-HIEE!" One glare from the tutor was all it takes for the brunet to shut his mouth. The arcobaleno couldn't believe how helpless his student is...there seem to be no limit to his 'dame'ness.

"Just. Go. And. Get. The. Girl." Reborn's dangerous tone made the brunet scurried on his feet, tripped over nothing, before he left hurriedly.

'Be manly or a gentleman...' The brunet blinked. 'What exactly does he have to do...?'

So lost in thought was the brunet that he never noticed the orange haired teen moving closer to him.

"Tsu-kun, look!" Kyoko squealed as she held up a baby chihuahua in her hands. It was the pet of Kyoko's neighbour named Chi-chan. Tsuna froze as his eyes met with curious, beady eyes.

"Woof!"

The little animal barked and Tsuna let out an ear splitting 'HIEE!' as he stumbled back and tripped against a tiny rock. Kyoko blinked as she saw the brunet's reaction. Slowly, she came up to the boy with the puppy in hand. The boy squeaked as Kyoko brought the puppy back and forth from him teasingly. It wasn't long before the orange haired teen giggled.

"Tsu-kun you're scared of chi-chan!"

Reborn stared at the brunet who slumped on the ground as soon as his feet landed on the floors of his home.

"What're you moping for dame-Tsuna?"

The hitman swore that he heard his student sobbing to himself and muttering words like 'chihuahuas are scary...'.

A/N: But looks like Tsuna really took Reborn's advice now, huh? x) I've written another series fic! XD Yeah, I know, I'm not even done with Mafioso Lover but hey, ideas gotta be written.