Prompt by FireEmblemLover39: "What if Fon was Hibari's long lost baby brother and through him they met the rest of the arcobaleno (actual children but prodigies in their respective fields)?"

I don't own KHR.

"You have a what now?!" exclaimed Hayato, almost sounding like he was purely horrified. Kyoya, suprisingly, didn't bite Hayato to death for shrieking (though Hayato would insist that he yelled, not shrieked). Instead, he just rolled his grey eyes and adjusted the toddler he was holding against his hip better. Now that Tsuna thought about it, the toddler was probably the only reason why Hayato didn't have a lot of bruises right now.

"My baby brother," Kyoya said once again. "His name is Fon. Say hi Fon."

"Hi," said Fon with a small smile and a wave with a hand that was hidden by a very long red sleeve. "Pleasure to meet you!"

If the thought that Kyoya of all people had a sibling wasn't so terrifying and shocking, Tsuna actually might have cooed at how cute the little boy with the black braid was. Tsuna figured that he had to be five at the most.

"Hi Fon," greeted Chrome shyly with a small wave of her own.

"So...when did you get a baby brother?" asked Takeshi with a laugh, very much sounding like he was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that the Demon of Namimori had a little brother.

"How did you get a baby brother?" asked Mukuro incredously.

"Probably saw how cute he was and stole him from a stroller," stated Hayato firmly, even though he had no proof behind his claim.

"No...they look too much alike," Tsuna defuted, even though he could actually see Kyoya doing that.

"Are you actually going to listen or are you going to keep on talking?" asked Kyoya, whose right eye started to twitch. Not a good sign.

"Sorry Kyoya, we're listening," Tsuna appeased while tugging on both Mukuro's and Hayato's sleeves so they wouldn't retort and make things worse. Luckily, Mukuro and Hayato got the hint and kept quiet, and so did everyone else for that matter. And they stayed that way till Kyoya finally sighed and brushed a stray hair off of Fon's face.

"Five years ago, my parents had..."

"We extremely don't need that detail!" interrupted Ryohei, obviously panicked as he rushed over to Tsuna and hurriedly placed his hands over the younger boy's ears. And even though Mukuro didn't say anything, it was obvious he agreed since he also quickly placed his hands over Chrome's ears.

"Agreed," Hayato nodded firmly while Takeshi looked really confused, along with Chrome.

To say that Tsuna felt like he was really out of the loop would kinda be an understatement. What was the big deal? What was Kyoya going to say?

"Fine," Kyoya conceded with a roll of his eyes. "Fon was born five years ago and two years later, he got kidnapped by some criminals who wanted payback. The criminals got bitten to death not long after but not before they sold Fon to the Triads."

"But they found me and now I'm home!" exclaimed Fon with a wide smile as he hugged his big brother tightly. Kyoya in turn held Fon close to his chest. Tsuna heard Chrome let out a little squeal, though it was from the cute interaction between the two brothers or the heartbreaking tale of two brothers being seperated for three years, he didn't know. Maybe it was both.

It did answer the question of why they have never heard of Fon before though. While Takeshi, Ryohei, and Tsuna have more or less knew Kyoya almost all their lives, they didn't really become friends till two years ago along with Hayato, Mukuro, and Chrome. And since Fon had already been kidnapped and sold to the Triads...it's no wonder why the usually reserved Kyoya didn't speak of him.

"Well...that's extremely good Fon! And Kyoya!" exclaimed Ryohei after a few moments of stunned silence. "I'm extremely happy for you two!"

"Me too!" added Takeshi with a laugh that clear the air of any lingering uneasiness of people who didn't know how to respond to their story.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Fon!" Tsuna greeted properly as he waved to the little guy.

"Yeah...you don't seem as demonic as your older brother," Hayato bravely stated with a nod and a small smile. Before Kyoya could respond to that, Fon did.

"I don't know...I've been told I'm scarily good at martial arts."

This piece of news was injested with yet another moment of silence.

Well...as long as he doesn't have Kyoya's bloodthirst, everything will be okay. Hopefully.

KHR

Mukuro just got home from the emergency shopping trip (apparently someone in their apartment building insulted him and Ken trashed their apartment with toilet paper in retaliation), when he heard Ken angrily yell about how something was unfair. With a resigned sigh, Mukuro walked into the living room.

"What is...who is that?" asked Mukuro, with slightly wary eyes as he pointed to the unfamiliar kid who was between Fon and Chikusa. A kid...who was wearing a hooded cloak and floating in mid-air. Wait, why was Fon here?

"This is Viper," answered Fon cheerifully as he motioned his hand towards the strange floating child. "My friend from when I was in the Triads!"

"Okay, so...your friend was in the Triads too? Or...is your friend still with them?" asked Mukuro, mentally preparing himself to fight the suspicious...child at a moment's notice. This is exactly why he doesn't like strangers in his home...even if they happen to be fellow illusionists.

"I'm not in the Triads, I just helped Fon find his targets for a price," answered Viper flatly. Mukuro wasn't sure if he should be relieved that Viper was never part of the Triads, or wary that Viper seems to be the type of character that could sell them out.

Not that there was really anyone that Viper can sell them out to since Mukuro took out the Estraneo, but his point still stands.

"Okay, I can't take it anymore," Ken blurted out, his face kinda red, from anger or impatience Mukuro wasn't sure. Possibly both. "Are you a girl or a boy?"

Hallelujah, Mukuro thought he was the only one who couldn't tell.

"Oh, Viper's a..."

"Don't you dare!" Viper screeched as a pillow suddenly appeared out of thin air and hit Fon squarely in the face, knocking him off the the still floating child turned to Ken.

"Do you have 600,000,000 yen?"

"Heck no! How can we have 600,000,000 yen when we don't even have 9,567,000 yen?!" exclaimed Ken.

"Then don't ask again!" replied Viper with a huff. "Which reminds me..."

"Kufufu...what's this about 9,567,000 yen?" asked Mukuro, a fake smile growing on his face as he clutched the paper bag holding the toilet paper tightly. He didn't like where this was going...

"When Fon told us that Viper was the best illusionist ever," Chikusa started to softly explained as he pushed his glasses up his nose. "Ken claimed that it wasn't so and told Viper to prove it. So Viper showed us some of...their illusions and now is charging us 9,567,000 yen."

"Which isn't fair!" Ken yelled, the eleven-year-old standing up and pointing an accusing finger at the illusionist, who judging by the size, was probably around five years old. "You should have told us you were going to charge us before, not after!"

"I tried to warn you," Fon meekly said as he sat up, clearly sorry that he couldn't stop Ken.

Mukuro actually didn't blame him, only a few people were able to stop Ken's rash, impulsive behavior that got him and others into trouble.

Luckily for them, Mukuro had a good idea to get rid of the debt.

"Kufufu...so Viper...do you really believe that you are the best illusionist ever?" asked Mukuro, aware that his fake smile had turned into a challenging and creepy sneer if Fon's wide eyes were anything to go by.

"Yes! Are you saying that I'm not?" responded Viper, sounding childishly offended.

"I'm saying that if you can make better illusions than I can, then we will pay you the money with no more complaints. If I win, we don't owe you anything. What do you say?"

"Hmm...If I win, you will pay me your debt in full plus interest."

Ken made a noise of protest but Mukuro paid him no mind as he responded to Viper's offer.

"Deal."

It only took five minutes for Mukuro to make Viper have a mental breakdown and cancel the debt. And it was so much fun that he didn't even punish Ken for getting themselves into such a situation in the first place.

KHR

Ryohei was in the middle of his daily jog when he heard it: the roaring of a motorcycle. Curious, since he was usually the only one up at 5:30 in the morning, the twelve-year-old ran towards the sounds. It didn't take long for him to reach the place where the sounds were coming from, which happened to be by the river. And whatever he expected to see...this certainly wasn't it.

From what he could see from the nearby lamplights, there were two ramps facing each other at the riverbed, with a good size distance between them. And moving towards one of them at an extreme speed was a little child in a purple-and-black jumpsuit on a motorcycle.

"Here comes the great Skull-sama," the kid cried as his motorcycle arrived at the ramp. "I wonder what he is going to do next!"

Then the great Skull-sama flew off the ramp and while the bike was still in midair, the kid quickly positioned himself so that he was doing a handstand on the handlebars. Skull held the handstand for about three seconds before he sat back down on the motorcycle. And right after he did that, the motorcycle made a clean landing on the ramp.

"Extreme!" cheered Ryohei with several loud claps. Skull whipped his head around, obviously startled by Ryohei's cheer.

"Oh, you're a fan of Skull-sama?" he called out as he turned his motorcycle to face Ryohei. Apparently, he wasn't startled anymore, especially since he was now driving towards the older child.

"Yeah!" confirmed Ryohei with a pump of his fists. "That was an extreme stunt!"

"I think so too...ah!" Without warning, the motorcycle sputtered to a stop a feet away from Ryohei, causing little Skull to start falling to the side along with his bike.

"Whoa!" Ryohei cried as he dashed forward without hesitation, knowing that if he didn't, the bike would land in a way that it would pin the little kid to the ground. When Skull was only a few inches away from both him and the ground, Ryohei reached his arms out and caught him. He then quickly swept him up and away from the motorcycle. A second later, said motorcycle fell to the ground with a loud thud.

"You're alright?" asked Ryohei as he held Skull close to his chest. Skull, who was still wearing his helmet, nodded his head after a moment.

"Yeah, I've been through worse. I am a great stuntman after all!" assured Skull with a wave of his hand. Then he sighed and looked down on his motorcycle. "But...even the great Skull-sama can't do stunts on a motorcycle with no gas..."

"Oh, I extremely know where the closest gas station is!" suggested Ryohei excitedly. "I can take you there to the extreme!"

"Really?" piped Skull hopefully. Ryohei nodded.

"Yep! And it's only an extreme ten-minute run away!"

"Okay! Help me hide my bike so it won't get stolen and we can go!" So after Ryohei helped Skull hide his motorcycle behind some bushes, the older boy kneeled down.

"Alright, get on my back so we can extremely get to the gas station!" offered Ryohei with a smile. What a good day this was turning out to be!

"Alright!" accepted Skull as he hopped on Ryohei's back without hesitation. "On we go to get gas so that I, Skull-sama, can perform my new tricks for Fon!"

"Oh, you know Fon to the extreme?" asked Ryohei a bit surprised as he stood up and started to run towards the gas station, while making sure that the younger boy was safe and secure on his back.

"Yep!" Then Skull went on a kinda long story that Ryohei, tried as he might, couldn't catch all of it. Something about Skull driving super fast, something something, guns, something, Fon jumped onto the back of his motorcycle, something, then they both drove away extremely fast and were friends ever since.

It all sounded pretty extreme though.

Then, before Ryohei knew it, they had reached the gas station.

"We're..." Ryohei started to tell him only to trail off when he heard little snores coming from inside of Skull's helmet. "Skull?"

Skull's only response was a soft mumble and snuggle against Ryohei's back, his little hands still clasped around Ryohei's neck, though not as tightly as before. Ryohei also noticed that Skull hadn't said a word in the last few minutes.

So after a few moments of debliration, Ryohei just gently shifted Skull into a better position and kept on running. They can just go get the gas when Skull wakes up later.

KHR

Takeshi whistled as he tossed his baseball repeatedly in the air. It was a beautiful sunny day, with hardly a cloud in the sky and the eleven-year-old was excited to spend a couple of hours practicing baseball. An important match was coming up, so he's gotta do his best right?

When he was done just playfully tossing his baseball, Takeshi threw it in the air and quickly got ready to hit it with his baseball bat. However, when the baseball was still in mid-air, it suddenly exploded.

No wait...there was a loud crack in the air...his baseball got shot by a gun!

Alarmed, Takeshi whirled around only to find a blond boy who had to be around five-years-old with a big rifle and a sheepish expression.

"Sorry, kora!" cried boy, who was wearing what Takeshi could only describe as green army clothes. "I've been shooting clay pidgeons all morning so I shot your baseball on instinct, kora."

"It's okay," Takeshi good-naturally assured him with a laugh, as he sratched the back of his head. "I've got a newer one at home that I've been meaning to use anyway."

Which was pretty much true. Though, even if it wasn't, Takeshi still wouldn't have gotten mad at the kid. He seemed geniunely sorry.

"Okay, good, kora," he breathed out in relief. Then the kid gave him a big, wide smile like he didn't just shoot Takeshi's baseball out of the sky.

"My name is Colonnello, kora," he introduced himself. "What's your name?"

"I'm Takeshi," said boy replied happily. "I haven't seen you around Namimori before and you don't look Japanese. Are you visiting?"

"Yep! Fon invited me and Lal to meet his family, kora!" answered Colonnello cheerfully. Takeshi raised his brown eyes in surprise.

"You know Fon too?" he asked. First Viper, then Skull, and now Colonnello? How many friends did Fon have? And how many of them were going to visit?

Well, if they were as interesting or nice as Fon and Colonnello, Takeshi doesn't see any problems with it.

"Yeah, we met when we hid in the same abandoned house while we were waiting for the air to be clear from the poison gas, kora," Colonnello explained matter-of-factly.

….

Oh the games that little kids play. Wait a minute...

"Did you say that you and Lal were visiting?"

"Yep, kora!"

"Who's Lal?"

Before Colonnello could answer, another gunshot filled the air.

"Hey Colonnello! Who said that you could take a thirty-minute break?!" exclaimed a girl with blue hair and a red scar on her right cheek angrily as she placed the but end of her rifle on the ground. Colonnello groaned as he turned around to face the girl.

"But Lal! We've trained for three hours already! I..."

"Oh," said Lal, her tone now icy as she lifted her rifle to point it at Colonnello. "Are you disobeying me, your teacher?"

Colonnello didn't say anything for a moment. And neither did Takeshi for that matter.

Then Colonnello suddenly dashed towards Takeshi.

"Run Takeshi, run kora!" he cried as he jumped right at Takeshi's chest. Luckily, even though he was startled enough to drop his baseball bat, Takeshi was able to catch the little boy.

"Are you helping him to defy me, Takeshi?!" exclaimed Lal as she quickly trained her rifle on Takeshi's forehead.

The next moment found Takeshi running through the park, with Colonnello in his arms and Lal shooting at them from behind. And even though he wasn't praticing like he had planned, Takeshi couldn't help but laugh. This was fun!

KHR

Hayato's fingers trembled as they hovered over the piano, like they were afraid that they will get hurt even if they so much tap the ivory keys. The eleven-year-old closed his green eyes and inhaled deeply before letting it all out.

"C'mon, the piano is just a dumb instrument," Hayato muttered to himself when his heart still felt twisted by anxiety. "How do you expect to play for Tsuna when you can't even touch the keys?"

Hayato was in Namimori's one and only music store and for the last half hour, Hayato had been sitting on a piano stool, doing nothing. Which was frustrating because Hayato had come to the music store so he could practice a song he wanted to play for Tsuna. When he was just a little lonely kid who ran all the way from Italy just so he could see his mother's childhood home, Tsuna found him. Tsuna looked past his dirty rags, smiled, and gave him a hug. He then grabbed Hayato's hand and took him to his home, where he was given food and a bath. And...a home. Hayato couldn't bring himself to leave (or persuade Tsuna and Mama for that matter) and after a while, stopped trying.

Tsuna had done so much for him, which is why Hayato had to do this, if just to show how much he appreciates his slightly younger brother.

But...everytime his fingers get near the piano keys, he remembers the nice lady with silver hair who smiled at him like he was the most precious treasure in the world. He remembers how she gently taught him how to play the piano, how understanding and patient she was, how pleased she would get when he was able to play a song correctly.

And he remembers how she stopped coming and no one told him why.

And how he finally found out that she was his real mother.

And how she died.

Hayato groaned as he brought his hands away from the piano keys and rubbed them roughly against his hair. It was no good. He can't play the piano, the pain and regret was just too great. Because while Mama was wonderful, she couldn't replace his mother.

No one could.

"You'll be able to play it soon." Startled, Hayato looked around with wide green eyes till he found a little girl wearing a white dress and a poofy white hat looking up at him on his left.

"What was that?" he asked, wondering if he heard wrong or perhaps just misunderstood her. The girl's smile grew a little bigger and more serene.

"You'll be able to play the piano again soon," she clarified. "Maybe not today, but soon! So don't give up, okay?"

Hayato just sat there silently, feeling very stumped as he looked at the girl, who just kept on smiling serenely. He felt like he should be offended and tell the girl to go away but...he didn't. Instead, for some unknown reason, Hayato felt...calm. Peace. Hope. Like he knew without a doubt that what the girl was saying was true, that he really will be able to play the piano again.

It kinda reminded him of the time he first met Tsuna.

"Okay," Hayato breathed out finally. "Okay. Do...do you want to play this piano? I...I'm going to...be back here tomorrow."

"Yep!" chirped the little girl happily, like he had just given her a pretty flower. "Can you help me get on the stool though? I'm still too short."

"Sure," Hayato agreed softly as he got off the stool. He then picked her up, and sat her down on the black piano stool without any trouble.

"Thank you!" she replied sincerely.

"No...thank you." Then Hayato quickly left the shop before she or anyone could see him blushing. But he returned the next day, since the strange certainty that the little girl was right never left.

It wasn't till later that he found out that the little girl's name was Luce and that she could see the future that he felt truly validated however.

He even felt more hopeful, despite the fact that Luce also happened to be a yet another friend of Fon's.

KHR

Chrome hummed a soft but happy tune as she walked past the front gate of her home away from home. Otherwise known as the Sawada house. She was here earlier since she wanted to play with Lambo, Fuuta, and I-Pin (everyone was apparently doing their own thing today since neither Tsuna or Hayato were there).

And she did so until she heard Mama mutter how she needed more leeks for dinner. Chrome, always wanting to help her family in anyway she can, then volunteered to go buy some. Mama joyfully accepted the offer and gave the ten-year-old money to buy the leeks with.

"Mama will be happy when she learns they were on sale," giggled Chrome as she looked into the plastic bag which had four big leeks. Exactly what Mama needed.

"Mama, I'm back!" greeted Chrome as she walked into the house and closed the door behind her.

"Oh good!" cried Mama as she appeared into view while Chrome took her shoes off and put on the green slippers that Mama bought for her just for this purpose. "Did you have any trouble?"

"Nope! In fact they were on sale!" exclaimed Chrome proudly in her gentle voice as she handed Mama the leeks and the leftover money.

"Ooh, good job Chrome!" Mama just about squealed as she accepted the money and leeks, making Chrome beam. "And such big leeks too! This is perfect, especially since we have a guest tonight!"

"A...a guest?" asked Chrome, suddenly feeling very nervous and tense. Has she met this guest before, or is he a totally new person?

"Yes, his name is Verde. He arrived while you were getting the leeks," explained Mama as she walked back to the kitchen, Chrome following soundlessly behind her. Chrome felt her heart sank to her toes. She didn't know anyone named Verde.

"He is one of Fon's friends who is here in Namimori to visit Fon." Chrome's heart lifted a little bit.

"So...so is he five?"

"I assume so," answered Mama as she washed the leeks in the sink. Chrome let out a sigh of relief. Even though she was getting better, thanks to Mukuro, Tsuna, Mama, and the rest, she was still wary of meeting new people.

A five-year-old she could handle without much difficulty though.

Though...he is a friend of Fon's...and Fon is friends with one who tricked Ken into getting themselves into a huge debt.

"Such a polite and friendly boy too! Lambo was running and chasing I-Pin and Fuuta around in the front yard earlier when he fell down and bumped his nose. Lambo, the poor dear, of course started crying just when Verde was walking by. Before I could even get out of the house, Verde was already there, helping Fuuta and I-Pin comfort him!"

So a nice little boy, and nothing like Viper.

"Is he with Lambo and the others now?" asked Chrome, feeling quite comfortable and calm.

"Mhm, they're playing upstairs right now. I'm sure they will love for you to join them."

"Okay!" And with that, Chrome left the kitchen and walked up to stairs. As she did so, she couldn't help but notice that it was strangely quiet. Lambo was a loud and rambunctious two-year-old, and I-Pin wasn't too quiet herself, especially when Lambo riles her up. And considering that they have a new playmate...Chrome was honestly expecting things to be particularly noisy.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" she heard Fuuta say from Tsuna and Hayato's room (the door was open) when she finished climbing the stairs.

"Of course it's a good idea," huffed an unfamiliar voice. "Now hush, I'm about to start."

It was right about then that Chrome entered the room.

"Hi..." The rest of Chrome's soft greeting was left unsaid as she stared at the scene in front of her. I-Pin was sucking contently on a lollipop as she sat near the table. Fuuta sat next to her, and he also was sucking on a lollipop, though he looked uneasy and concerned. At the opposite side of the table stood a boy with glasses agreen pointy hair. He didn't have a lollipop, but he was busy flipping little switches on a small but wide machine that was also covered with buttons, blinking lights, and wires with clasps at the end of them.

To Chrome's ever-growing horror, said wires were clasped all over Lambo's cow-printed onesie. There were even two wires clasped to the horns that Lambo liked to wear on his afro! And Lambo wasn't protesting at all as he laid back-first on the table, perfectly happy to just suck on his purple-colored lollipop.

"Okay, here we go!" cried Verde with a crazy smile as he grabbed the handle of a particulary big handle.

Chrome was usually a calm person. And pretty gentle too.

But now?

Oh heck no.

Within seconds, she summoned her trident and with a swish, conjured a giantantic pair of scissors and cut all of the wires in two cuts.

"Hey! What are..." Verde stopped protesting when Chrome had the scissors hover right in front of Verde. By the way his eyes widened, Chrome knew that he noticed that the blades on the scissors were longer on his body.

"Were you about to perform an experiment on Lambo?" she asked coolly, not feeling shy at all despite she was talking to someone she just met.

"Uh..." The scissors opened slightly. "Yes, but I've changed my mind! Lambo isn't the perfect subject after all!"

"Good boy." And with that, Chrome made the scissors and her trident vanished. When they did, Verde quickly undid all the clasps that were still connected to Lambo, with some help from Fuuta. Lambo just continued sucking on his lollipop without a care in the world while I-Pin stood up and trotted over to Chrome.

"Chrome! You back!" Chrome smiled and picked the little girl up.

Did she feel guilty that she just threatened a five-year-old? Since a precious member of her family was in danger, nope.

Honestly, Verde should just be grateful that Mukuro didn't end up coming with her to the Sawada house today.

KHR

Kyoya was patrolling his beloved town of Namimori and just like the last two weeks, his baby brother was with him. But this time, there was a third person with them.

"Ooh, a coffee shop! Do they serve good espresso?" asked the little carnivore wearing a black suit complete with a black fedora with an orange stripe.

"I don't know, I haven't been there," answered Fon with a shrug as the suit-wearing carnivore absent-mindedly patted the green chameleon that was sitting on his fedora.

"Of course, because you only like tea."

"Tea isn't the only thing I like Reborn," Fon protested, sounding slightly offended. "I also like hot chocolate."

Huh, good to know.

"Really? Because I've only seen you drink tea," Reborn teased as he lightly pulled at his curly sideburn.

"And I've only seen you drink coffee," Fon teased back. The two five-year-olds continued to tease each other as Kyoya sighed and kept an eye out for any rule-breaking herbivores. A part of him was slightly annoyed at their chatter and thus was tempted to tell them to keep quiet or he will bite them to death.

But Fon was a baby carnivore, his baby brother, someone who he just got back. And Reborn was one of his friends who apparently helped Fon out of a bad situation when they first met. As well as another baby carnivore that needed to be nurtured into a strong, ferocious, full-grown carnivore.

So Kyoya decided to keep quiet and tolerate their chatter. It wasn't like he wasn't used to the chatter from the rest of his herd. Honestly, Kyoya was just grateful that neither child was as loud as Hayato or Ryohei could be. Or Tsuna when he was frightened.

"Oh, hi Kyoya! Hi Fon!"

Well speak of the devil, the omnivore was right in front of them.

"Hi Tsuna!" greeted Fon with a wave while Kyoya replied with one of his usual grunts and a nod. "This is Reborn! Reborn, this is Tsuna!"

"Ciaossu," Reborn greeted with small smile.

"Hi Re...ah!" As he sometimes prone to do, Tsuna tripped over a crack in the sidewalk and fell face-first on the cement.

"Are you alright?" asked Fon, sounding concerned as he ran over to Tsuna while Kyoya calmly walked over to him.

"Yeah...ow..." Tsuna slightly moaned as he began picked himself up.

"You really need to work on that little omnivore," Kyoya stated with a small smile as he held out his hand.

"I know, I know," sighed Tsuna as he took Kyoya's hand and let the thirteen-year-old pull him up to a standing position. "I am getting better though!"

Which was true. When Kyoya first met him, he swore Tsuna would trip over thin air every ten minutes. Now it was only every three hours or so.

"I can help with that." Kyoya and the rest turned their heads to Reborn, who had his fedora pulled over his black eyes with one hand. What really caught Kyoya's attention though was the smile that Reborn was wearing.

It was full-on predatory.

"H-huh?" asked Tsuna dumbly right as Fon pulled on Kyoya's white sleeve, making him look down.

"We should go," Fon harshly whispered. "Reborn's gonna want to spend some time playing with Tsuna alone."

"An eleven-year-old boy doesn't stutter, Dame-Tsuna," Reborn said as his smile grew more...sadistic. He reached a hand up to the edge of his fedora, and waited patiently as his pet chameleon (that's right, his name was Leon) stepped onto his open palm.

"Hn," agreed Kyoya as he took Fon's little hand in his and started walking away.

"H-How do y-you know my age?! W-Wait Kyoya, w-where..."

"Why are you still stuttering?" Kyoya turned his head back and noted with surprise how Leon changed into a little green gun.

"Is he going to be okay?" Kyoya asked quietly with some concern. He trusted Fon and agreed that the omnivore needed to be trained but...

"Don't worry onii-san, Reborn knows how to know back when he's teaching," assured Fon as Tsuna stared with horrified brown eyes and an open mouth at the gun. Reborn had pulled his fedora back up from his face, so that Kyoya could see how his obsidian eyes were full of bloodthirsty glee.

But Kyoya could tell that Reborn had his glee under control. He would know.

"Don't hurt him too much," Kyoya called out as he turned his head back around and kept on walking.

"Will do!"

"W-Wait...Kyoya!"

"Are you trying to run away Dame-Tsuna?" A cock of gun could be heard.

"HIIIIEEEEE!"

Life really has gotten interesting since Fon and his little friends arrived.

So I am aware that people may be a little OOC (like Chrome) in this but since they are all still kids and have kinda different backstories I think it was bound to happen. That and somehow this omake kinda turned into a crack. Oh well, it was fun to write. I hope this lived up to your expectations,

For those who are curious, Verde met Fon when he sold him some poisons.

Thank you for reading and please leave a review on the way out! Have a good day/night!