A/N: I would like to thank everyone that added this story to their favourite and follows as well as everyone that reviewed the last chapter.


"Who knew you have a feminine side to you?"

Narumi clenched her jaws together and balled her right hand into a fist as Reborn eyed the kettle of coffee in her hand. Don't throw this to his face. That was the only thought running through her mind as she poured the coffee into Reborn designated cup. If she just turned around, she just knew those black eyes would be glinting with amusement and mischief.

If it weren't for the fact they were going to exchange information, she wouldn't even make coffee for him.

"I hope you don't forget that I currently have your cup of coffee in my hands," Narumi curled her lips into a fake smile as Reborn eyed the cup in her hands. "One wrong word and I will throw this perfectly good cup of coffee in your face."

Reborn only chuckled. "And why would you ruin such a good cup of coffee, Sawada?"

Because you are being a pain in the ass. She bit her tongue from spilling those words, only offering the man a scowl before slidding the cup of coffee in his direction. Reborn grabbed hold of the cup of coffee, black eyes inspecting the coffee like it might be poison before finally taking a sip of the bitter drink. Not once did his black eyes look away from her.

Minutes passed and Narumi could only tap her feet against her stool. When was the asshole going to begin asking her about Tsuna? Unlike him, she did have work in the morning and needed to wake up early to get there. There was also the fact the longer they stayed up late, the more likely Nana was going to misunderstand their non-existent relationship.

Judging from the smirk playing on Reborn's face, she was going to have to start the conversation.

"I'm going to start things off by telling you that Tsuna doesn't have any friends." Narumi regarded the black-haired man before darting her eyes to her own cup of tea. The bitter scent of her earl grey tea was enough for her to relax her shoulders. "But I'm sure you noticed that in the last couple of days."

Reborn took another sip of his coffee and bobbed his head. "That was in that stupid man's report but what I'm interested to know…has it always been that way?"

"When he was in kindergarten, there were a couple of kids that were interested in befriending him." Narumi replied, knitting her eyebrows together. She stirred her tea around, inhaling and exhaling as black eyes gleamed with interest. "But then something changed in Tsuna. He wasn't always so clumsy as a kid but after that visit from Iemitsu-ojisan and his boss…everything about Tsuna changed."

The black-haired man frowned and stroke his chin, looking almost thoughtful. This only made the blonde raise an eyebrow at the man before looking back at her tea. Was there a connection between those two events? She had been sixteen around the time when that old man visited Iemitsu and his family.

There is always a chance that they might be the cause. Narumi took in a deep breath as black eyes continued to observe her. When she had been a kunoichi, Kakashi-sensei had always drilled into her head to look underneath the underneath. It took her two lifetimes to finally understand what that man meant, but she couldn't figure out what was the connection or why the man would do something to the boy.

She shook her head.

"After Iemitsu left with that man, Tsuna just seemed to get even more clumsy." Narumi grimaced. "And that was when Tsuna started to get bullied from all the other kids. Before then, they just left him alone or try to be his friend."

Reborn tightened his grip on the coffee mug and pressed his lips into a thin line, but the man made no comment about her words. This only made the blonde frown. Did he know about this already? Judging from the waves of anger rolling off of him, the answer was no. But he wasn't saying anything to her. He didn't even grunt at her.

Finally, the man cleared his throat. "And what about his mediocre grades?"

That one is an interesting thing. Narumi poked her tongue against her cheeks, moving it from one side of her cheek to the other as black eyes shone with no emotions. She inhaled and exhaled, trying to control the trembles in her arms before looking back to the man that was now in charge of raising her cousin to be a boss. She had to tell him the truth.

"His grades used to be a lot better when he first started school," Narumi admitted. "When that boy applies himself in school, you will be amazed at the scores that he can achieve."

Reborn bobbed his head and flickered his eyes at the photo of her and Tsuna. It was the photo of her seventeen-year-old self carrying Tsuna on her shoulders, lips curled into a bright smile as Tsuna beamed for the camera. Those had been the good days for them. Nana hadn't annoyed her so much with dates and her cousin had been a happy child.

That smile showed it.

"That doesn't answer my question."

"I have a good idea why he stopped putting all of his effort in his schoolwork," Narumi chewed on her bottom lip and twirled her hair around her finger. "It isn't just because he is a lazy kid, but also because he thinks that there is just no point for him to study. I might try to act like his Mum but I can never really be his Mum. The praises that come out from me isn't the same kind of praise that he can get from his Mother."

Reborn pressed his lips into a thin line and twirled his finger against his curly sideburns, black eyes focused on that photo of Tsuna and her. "Do you know why Nana is like this to him?"

The blonde curled her lips into a frown and looked down at her tea cup. How did she go about with this question? She wasn't really a psychologist. Even in university, she didn't take the subject. Although she should have some idea of why Nana was like this, since she was always around her.

But nothing really came to her mind.

She inhaled and shook her head. "From the moment Tsuna was born, Nana had always been in some way neglectful of him. But her neglectfulness for Tsuna gets worse whenever Iemitsu-ojisan is in the house."

The black-haired man pressed his lips into a thin line and took another sip of his coffee. Those black eyes shone with no emotions as he locked eyes on her. There was no wrinkles around his forehead. Not a single twitch in his eyes. Nothing in his facial expression was enough for her to know what was going through his head.

"Nana practically raised you but the way you interact with Tsuna is different from the way Nana interacts with you," Reborn commented. "You are a lot more attached to him then his own biological mother and no matter how I try to piece the puzzles together, nothing explained your actions."

"You see that kid over there? That's my brother and he is the strongest shinobi in our village!" Childish black eyes flashed before her eyes and Narumi felt jealously clawing up through her throat again. This happened every time she recalled Sasuke and his devotion to his brother. Maybe that was one of the reasons. She wanted Tsuna to look her in the same way Sasuke looked at Itachi before the massacre.

She exhaled.

"You wouldn't understand."

I was so lonely in my first life that I will cling to any form of family bond. She took a sip of her tea, curling her lips into a bitter smile against the mug as Reborn regarded her. Those black eyes observed her, inspecting her like a bug but not once did the man try to convince her to tell her story. That only made her smile even more as she relaxed her shoulders.

"You already explained to me about his martial arts," Reborn said, clearing his throat and Narumi let out a sigh of relief at the change of topic. "But what else is he good at?"

Narumi hummed. "Well he is pretty good at analyzing. I believe if you refined his analysis skills then he can be an even better fighter and a strategic leader."

"That was something that came to mind," Reborn admitted, relaxing his grip on the coffee mug. "And weakness?"

She grimaced. "He does have depressive episodes and when that happens, Tsuna has the tendency to give up. In terms of his martial arts, he needs to be faster because his body isn't meant for those powerful attacks."

"And what about people?" He leaned his body forward. "Is there anyone else that he might be attach too?"

The blonde chewed on her bottom lip. "No one. Like I told you, he doesn't have any friends and that silly little crush he has on Sasagawa will just fade away."

"You sound bitter." Reborn doesn't offer her the usual teasing smirk, only regarding her with a thoughtful look that made Narumi sweat. Why did it matter to him? Everyone was entitled to their own opinion. He tilted his hat upwards. "For all you know, your cousin might be actually in love with her."

She wrinkled her nose. "Love? Please, I doubt what he has for her is love."

"And how would you know if you have never been in love or in a relationship?" There was a curiosity in Reborn's tone that made Narumi pause. How did she know? She had never experienced it. There had never been time for her to do those silly things in her first life. Even when there had been time, she just came to accept it wasn't for her.

But she always liked observing people and their relationships.

"I might have never been in love but I can guess what it should look like." Narumi finally replied. "And should you be the one to talk? I bet you have never been in love with someone too."

Reborn shrugged. "I don't like being tied down to someone. When you are in a relationship with someone, you get attached to them emotionally and people just leave."

I can see his point. Narumi hummed a small tune and looked down at her own drink. Relationships had always been about trust and she couldn't see herself baring her whole soul to someone. There was also the fact she had the mind of 41-year-old woman. It would be hard for her to connect with someone her own age, especially one who had never seen bloodshed.

But she couldn't see her doing what Reborn do and have a casual relationship.

"So what is your plan for Tsuna?" Narumi asked and Reborn raised an eyebrow at her. She shrugged her shoulders. Was there a point for her to talk about love? She wasn't going to sprout some nonsense about him not meeting the right woman or not. If this was how the man thought, she would just respect his thoughts.

It only confirmed that he liked messing with her.

The man put down his coffee mug. "Tsuna needs to gather his own subordinates. Even though you are loyal to Tsuna, I doubt you will listen to his commands."

You got that right! No one orders me around. She curled her lips into a smile as black eyes observed her. Narumi clasped her hands together and rested her elbows on the dining room table. "And mind telling me how you plan to get subordinates for my cute, baby cousin? Even though his stunt with Mochida impressed people, it isn't enough for them to swear loyalty to him."

He would need to do something bigger.

"And who says I'm going to start with someone from the school?" Reborn curled his lips into a smirk and black eyes gleamed with a wilderness that made Narumi chuckle. He tilted his hat down. "Tsuna is still new to the whole Mafia thing, so his first subordinate needs to be someone who has some knowledge of the Mafia. So I asked the Ninth to bring over the kid that everyone in the Vongola Familigia considered to be a flight risk. He is going to check Tsuna out and see whether he wants to work under him or not."

Narumi tapped her finger against her table. A flight risk? What term would that mean for the Mafia? In Konoha, it meant someone that would willing leave the village and spill all of their secrets. I know at one point the Old Man considered me to be one. She would have abandoned Konoha, destroyed it even, if it hadn't been for Iruka-sensei.

"What do you mean by a flight risk?"

Reborn regarded her. "The kid has constantly changed from one Mafia family to another, always looking for somewhere to belong but never really fitting in."

"And how do you know about the kid?" Narumi raised an eyebrow. "I don't see you as the type of man that would be willing to hear some kid's life story. You seem like the type that cares about what benefits you or your students."

The man shrugged. "Well he is the half-brother of my ex-lover."

I'm surprised that the half-brother is willing to be near you. She chewed on her tongue as the hitman took another sip of his coffee. His black eyes regarded her, almost as if trying to see what her thoughts were on the topic, but she only shrugged her shoulders. Why should she care? Reborn was at best her troublesome housemate and at his worse, the pain of her neck.

His romantic affairs made no difference to her.

She sighed. "And do you think Tsuna can actually tame this kid?"

"That is going to be his challenge tomorrow," Reborn answered with a smirk. "Gokudera is going to come in tomorrow and he will be in your homeroom like the Ninth had arranged with the school."

"In that case, can you give me all the files that you have on the kid? And not the fake files that you probably gave the school?" Narumi tapped her fingers against the table in a slow tempo and Reborn raised an eyebrow, not looking one bit surprised by her request. She sighed. "Look I take my duties seriously and if that kid is going to be near Tsuna, I need to know what type of kid I'm dealing with."

Reborn nodded. "I will give you the files tomorrow during your break time. That will give you enough time to read up on him while Tsuna deals with the challenge I set up for him."

If you can't beat them then join them.

That was the only reason she didn't try to argue with him.


So this is Gokudera.

Narumi observed the young teen right in front of her as the Principal eyed the silver hair of Gokudera with distaste. He probably thinks it is dyed. With how shiny his hair was, she couldn't blame the man for having this belief. But if someone was just to inspect the roots of the kid's hair, they could see that his roots were clearly silver. But that wasn't what really perked Narumi's interest. It was those bright green eyes.

Even though the kid slouched and glared, looking like a typical delinquent, his green eyes spoke of a different story. Those green eyes held a glint of intelligence. He is probably a contradiction. The thought brought a smile to her lips. Those kind of kids always perked her interest, making her want to get any form of information she could get on them.

"Sawada-san," Narumi tore her eyes away from Gokudera and locked eyes on the beady eyes that belonged to her boss. The man grimaced and took in several deep breaths before handing her a file. "This might be a sudden surprise but Gokudera-kun is going to be in your class for the rest of the school year."

Narumi nodded. "I could guess that was the reason you called me here."

The older male nodded, darted his eyes at Gokudera, before glancing back at her. "Considering your family history and experience, we believed you might be the best one to deal with him."

Because your mother was Italian and you were a delinquent too. Narumi could practically hear those words coming out from the older male and that only made her clench her jaws. Even though it had been years since she graduated and threw away that aspect of her time, this old man could never forget of the hell she caused during her time in school.

She curled her lips into a large smile as Gokudera offered a small grunt, not caring one bit of what the man had implied. He has a strong pride. That much Narumi could see from his lack of care and desire to correct the man. Tsuna could probably take some lessons from him. A sigh escaped from her lips and she darted her eyes back at the boy beside her.

He is just a little bit similar to me when I was living in the streets of Konoha. The thought made her frown as her blue eyes took in the skinniess of his arms. It was skinny enough for her to know the kid probably didn't eat a lot. He will be a liability in that sense. A friend that starved would be of no help both in school and battle. And then there is that loneliness. Those green eyes echoed back her own blue eyes.

When someone was that lonely, Narumi knew that the kid would go to the extremes for his friendships. Because I did that for Sasuke. She dug her fingers against the palm of her hands, only loosening her grip when the sharp stabs of pain tickled her senses. Not the time for her to think about her flaws in her first life.

"You are dismissed, Sawada-san." Narumi looked up and her boss turned his chair around. "I trust that you will have a good handle of making Gokudera-kun feel welcome in your homeroom class."

Don't mess this up. She could practically hear the man saying those words as she pushed the door opened. Gokudera flickered his eyes at her and Narumi gestured for him to go out. With a single grunt, Gokudera exited out of the office and Narumi threw one last glance at her boss before following suit. One of these days, she was going to remind the man about how she got the Yakuza to listen to her.

Shaking her head, Narumi looked down to the forged files that her boss had given her. What type of information did Reborn put? She flipped open the file as green eyes stared at her with an intensity of a cat that was ready to scratch her. Her eyebrows twitched at the terrible grades reflected on the file alongside the various fights that Gokudera had been on.

The grades were definitely a lie if you asked her.

"Even though it had been more than nine years since I graduated, that old man still believes I'm still the same punk from my middle school days." Narumi commented lightly, shaking her head as the two of them passed through several corridors. "Honestly he thinks I will be able to keep a leash on you because of my delinquent days."

The teen growled. "Making small talk won't make me like you or even want to listen to you."

The cheerful chatter echoed throughout the corridors, almost like a stark contrast between the life of her students and the life of the boy right in front of her. Their cheerful chatter should make her smile instead of Gokudera's words. But the way those green eyes glared at her, made her lips twitched and even a little laugh escaped from her lips.

The boy only narrowed his eyes at her.

"It passes the time," Narumi explained, shrugging her shoulders. "Besides, I know small talk won't be enough to make you trust me. I mean kids who had lived in the streets and who had been through hell, aren't usually charmed by a couple of words and a silly smile."

The silver-haired teen slowed down in his steps and swirled his head at her. Those green eyes widened, almost taken back by her analysis, before schooling into a glare. Narumi only shut the file before tossing it to the trash bin. That file was practically useless and a copy. If she told Reborn of what she did to the file, he would just make a copy and sneak it into the office again.

"I didn't live in the streets, idiotic woman." He growled.

Narumi grabbed his arm, tightening her grip as the kid tried to wiggle his way out of her hands. Yeah, I was and still am one of the strongest kunoichi in the world. There was nothing that Gokudera could do to get her hands off of him. She curled her lips into a smile. "Gokudera, I don't know much about you but arms like yours tell me that you are malnourished. The fact that your eyes looked at me with mistrust and hate tells me that you know what the streets look like."

"Don't jump to conclusions!" He snapped.

She sighed. "At the very least, I know that you didn't have an easy life."

The teen grunted, looking at her like she was a pain in the ass, and Narumi sighed. If things went well with Tsuna then she would have to work hard to get the kid to trust her. I can't have him doing something even more self-destructive. She rubbed her chin as several students peeked out of the classroom window.

She slowed down once they reached to her homeroom.

"Look Gokudera, I have only two rules for you." Narumi declared, inhaling and exhaling as the teen eyed her. "These two rules will take place after you are done doing whatever Reborn told you what to do. Rule number one: you will never bully someone right in front of my eyes even if they insult you or you friends, and rule number two: if a girl confesses to you, you will act like a gentleman when you turned them down."

Gokudera narrowed his eyes. "Reborn really did inform you."

"Why did you think I made rule number one?" She curled her lips into a smile. "Smart boy like you will probably take advantage of that little loophole I just gave you."

The silver-haired teen snorted. "Do you actually believe that Dame-Tsuna will actually beat me? He isn't anything special."

And that will be your downfall.

"Tsuna is my cousin," Narumi shrugged and offered him a smile. "I have to have faith in him. Besides, Tsuna might not seem special to you but that kid can quickly change your mind."

She would bet her lifesavings that Gokudera was going to end up following Tsuna like a lost little puppy.

Because that was what happened to kids like them. Once someone showed them some form of kindness, they would follow them to the ends of the Earth even if it meant that they were willing to die for them.


"So what is your first impression of Gokudera?"

Narumi looked up from her pile of homework and relaxed her shoulders at the sight of Reborn standing in front of her table. The black-haired man snatched a biscuit from her tin cans before taking a seat on her chair. He leaned his body forward, black eyes gleaming with interest as the blonde took a biscuit.

"He reminds me of someone I used to know." Narumi nibbled her biscuit, lips curling into a smile as Reborn tilted his hat downwards. He doesn't want me to see his emotions. She shook her head and regarded the man before her. Would it be okay for her to ask this question? He didn't say to her that he wouldn't tell her of any information about the kid. But he never said he would tell her. She sighed and Reborn tilted his hat upwards.

"What?"

Narumi licked the crumbles off of her lips and stared at the man. "I was just wondering, did Gokudera live on the streets?"

"You caught on to that fact very quickly." Reborn commented, stroking his curly sideburns. His black eyes shone with slight interest and almost reminded her of a purring cat with that smile playing on his lips. She inhaled as the hitman inspected her, looking at her like she might be a puzzle that he couldn't wait to piece together.

She plastered on a smile and shrugged. "Well I'm a teacher and I should notice these things."

"Really now?" Reborn asked with a tone that told her that he didn't believe one bit of the bullshit coming out of her mouth. He raised an eyebrow at her and the blonde forced herself to look at him. "I wish there were more teachers out there that are more dedicated in searching for these things."

I have a feeling that Reborn is going to annoy me even more after this. The knowledge made her scowl and Reborn chuckled, black eyes gleaming with a mischief that made Narumi want to hide under her desk. Not that she would do it. She fought through a war in her first life time.

A curious hitman was nothing.

"Gokudera will always end up back on the streets after he leave a Familigia," Reborn commented and Narumi blinked at this piece of information. The man placed his hand inside his suit jacket, digging and scrambling through his pocket before tossing her a file. Narumi grabbed the file and flipped it open. "If he leaves the Vongola Familigia, he is done."

They will kill him. The knowledge almost made her whole body tremble but Narumi steadied herself. This was not new to her. If Konoha was a Mafia then they would do the same thing. I just need to make sure that this doesn't happen. She exhaled as her blue eyes skimmed through the file that Reborn had handed her.

His grades are impressive, just like I thought. Narumi traced Gokudera's scores before looking back at Reborn. What was Gokudera doing in Middle School? With these kind of grades, she could imagine the kid was meant to study in University or at least High School. Well it will be good for Tsuna, he will have at least someone that is smart with him. Bobbing her head, she continued to scan through the notes.

She paused when it came to his living situation.

"Did Gokudera refuse to come here with a guardian?"

Reborn nodded. "He has trust issues and with trust issues like Gokudera, you can't force him to live with someone that he doesn't trust, Sawada."

I know that! I have been in that situation! She ran her hands through her hair as black eyes regarded her. Countless days when she came back home to an empty apartment. Meals that tasted dull because it didn't offer the same warmth that a mother's cooking could bring. She clenched her jaws. Her student shouldn't suffer through that.

Reborn snorted.

"What the hell does that snort mean?" She snarled.

The man sighed and shook his head. "It means you should worry about yourself more then Gokudera. Wouldn't it be a shame if your beautiful face gets decorated with wrinkles."

B-Beautiful face? Narumi felt all of the blood being directed to her cheeks at that one comment. She clenched her hands into a fist as Reborn offered her a little innocent smile. He is like the cat from hell. She took in several deep breaths. His words were sweet lies. There was nothing about her that would be described as being beautiful.

"That won't happen to me," Narumi grumbled as Kurama chuckled in the background. "And I'm just debating about whether or not to have Gokudera live with us. If Tsuna and Gokudera become friends then I definitely can't allow him to live by himself. You don't do that to your friends or subordinates when they need you!"

Reborn looked at her, black eyes gleaming with an intensity that made the blonde blink. Why is he looking at me like that? She chewed on her bottom lip as the black-haired man tilted his hat downwards. He glanced at her before pushing himself off of his seat, and proceeded to make his way to her door.

"You will need to convince Gokudera to live with your family," Reborn commented, clearing his throat. "Now I have to go, Sawada. I need to watch that challenge between Tsuna and Gokudera."

Narumi waved him off. "Go ahead and tell Tsuna that I'm rooting for him."

Even from where she sat, Narumi could see the corners of Reborn's lips twitching into a smirk. The man wrapped his hand around her door knob before twisting his head around to look at her. Why do I have a bad feeling from that smirk? That smirk promised her a lifetime of trouble and she didn't know what she did to deserve that smirk.

"You know Sawada, I think it is good thing that you didn't become the leader of the Vongola Familigia."

What the hell does that mean?


A/N: Can anyone guess what Reborn meant? And tell me of your thoughts about this chapters.