Is this sequence before or after Giotto the big protective ole dragon confronts them? Do you know? Do I know? The answer is truly who knows?

Amano Akira please kindly continue with your generous magnanimity to not sue me please. Your comments inspired me to whip up a second chapter amazingly fast whoopwhoop.

How on earth had things ended up like this again? Renato groaned internally, pulling his hat down to shield his eyes from the sight as Leon licked his ear in comfort.

Maybe the four-leafed clover given to him from that twice accursed shopkeeper secretly had a curse placed on it instead of blessings for travels. He had half a mind to turn around and go back to that village to give the dratted shopkeeper a right old piece of his mind. Or maybe he should just get rid of the probably cursed clover to prevent his fortune from turning for the worse.

Tsu, the newly dubbed mascot of the Arcobaleno group, had been bounding along the shrouded forest depths, silver coin firmly held in its jaws as everyone squabbled en-route to yet another village requesting for their assistance to hunt down a group of wild trolls harassing their villagers and damaging properties as well as tearing up precious crops.

It had been Colonello and begrudgingly Renato against an overly boastful and dramatic Skull as usual. With Verde and his sharp wit throwing in the occasional cutting remark as Lal Mirch stayed cautious and wary about potential ambushes from desperate bandits. Fon couldn't help himself but to throw in comments that had several double meanings which would puzzle the bickering trio before they leapt back at each other figurative throats.

The group barely had a moment to react when a medium sized grey wolf had burst out of the clearing they had past and snatched the tiny dragon, dropping into a quick sprint as swiftly as it could. The silver coin dropping onto the dirt road out of sheer surprise.

They had immediately started yet another argument about whether it was worth the effort to track down the small dragon, given that they honestly hadn't really spent that much time together.

Luce, the almost omniscient soothsayer simply closed her eyes with serenity matching Fon in his calmest moments, opting not to give her opinion on things as they tackled this issue without outright resorting to violence.

Viper had been all for finding the dragon, certain that it still was quite valuable and could be a potential trade offer in the future.

Lal Mirch, the ever stern no-nonsense fighter, had been firmly against it, stating that they were already on a short deadline to reach the village who needed their help.

Weapons were about to be drawn before a rustling from the grasses had them cutting the disagreement short.

"What in God's name?" Skull uttered as a small boy aged between 3 or 4, with a head of fluffy brown hair tumbled out of the bush, leaves and twigs nestled within and tangling. Of course he was buck naked, scaly patterns trailing up his legs and arms, and tail dragging a faint line in the dirt trail.

"Tsuuuuuuu backkkk." Cooed the boy, shaking the leafy debris out of his hair, tiny wings ruffling behind him, following him was an older teen male, much more ragged and scruffy in appearance, a large furry grey tail tucked in between his legs. This teen was also currently dressed in his birthday suit, an unconcerned air about him.

Picking up the coin that had been dropped during the commotion, he held it up to the fading sunlight squinted a little before he put it in between his lips, a rumble resembling a purr vibrating his chest slightly.

"Is that..."

"Tsu?" The boy perked up at the sound of that, skipping lightly up to Renato, and then gesturing towards the other boy whose fluffy ears were still pulled flat against his head.

"Say sowwyyy To!" Placing his beloved treasure in his hand for the moment to beseech the hesitant boy, the younger boy made the werewolf(?) bite out a mumbled apology to the still rather stunned group. They honestly hadn't expected anything to happen like this today.

The brown haired boy, who they weren't sure was their supposed mascot but was slowly warming up to the idea, clumsily patted the werewolf boy on the head wherein the now christened "To" perked up and started to wag his tail happily.

They continued to play a cheerful game of tag, without a care in the world, not even the fact that they were unclothed.

And so this was the situation that a pretty done with life Renato found himself in, trying to pretend that his eyes were deceiving him or that this was somehow a very convincing hallucination spun into existence by a vindictive Viper. Had he forgotten to pay the mage for anything. Nothing came to mind but you never knew with mages and their spiteful tempers.

Colonello had whisked the child away by the waist and was leisurely throwing him up into the air, judging by his excited giggling shrieks Tsu was having the time of his life.

He had bullied Skull into giving up one of his older shirts, and said bullied target was leaning by a tree, burying his face in his hands and bemoaning his terrible fate yet again. Tsu had sniffed at the oversized shirt curiously before turning his attention elsewhere.

It appeared that the werewolf had mistaken the dragon for being held hostage by aggressive humans and was trying to rescue him before anything bad happened to him. Tsu had quickly assured his new friend that that was definitely not the case, having poofed into semi-human form out of sheer shock. After that reassurance, To was convinced to return with Tsu and at least apologize for his misdeed as well.

Said impulsive child was now curled up on the ground, having fallen asleep back in werewolf form but still pricking an ear up every time he heard Tsu let out a high pitched shriek. Renato was convinced he would sprain his ear at how many times the ear had gone up.

"Do you think cutie Tsu knows how to shift back into his dragon form? I think I sorta liked him better that way." Skull abandoned his not very subtle attempts to garner sympathy from his friends and addressed them directly instead.

Everyone stopped setting up camp for the night to gaze curiously at the boy who was now trying to hover in the air, wings flapping valiantly., Colonello looking on with a lot of amusement.

They shrugged casually in unison and turned back to their tasks at hand. Verde gained a glint in his hand-crafted spectacle contraption to improve visibility despite it already being quite dark. "Well if Renato would consent to handing me that fine specimen for experimentation, I'm sure I could figure it out."

"Forget I asked anything." Skull sighed in defeat, arms thrown up in the air, Luce giggling from behind him.

Tsu tried to scratch behind his ear while still in mid-air and suddenly there was a normal if rather petite dragon in his place, landing right on Colonello's face, now swathed in the excess fabric of the shirt "Well I guess that answers my question." The purple-haired man huffed with mild exasperation, collecting sticks and branches for firewood around the campsite to maintain their started fire during the night.

Viper sniffed, haughty aura surrounding him, as he paused in his ward-casting to maintain a safety barrier around the constructed tents. "I could have easily told you if you would just pay me what I asked for." Skull ignored the miserly mage and concentrated on finding drier branches.

When the sun rose the next morning, Fon yawning slightly because he had taken the last watch shift before dawn broke, the werewolf child had already slunk off back to his original territory after Tsuna proved to have survived the night. It was almost offensive how distrustful he was, they were supposed to be the best of the best and a jack of all trades, bodyguard duties included.

So off they went, back to slaying trolls and other violent creatures who were being a nuisance to towns and villages.

Now Tsuna, remember, this is your treasure to keep hold of and protect always okay? The nice brown-haired woman who had constantly been by his side in a little cottage in the village smiled down at him, scratching the space between his horns in indulgence.

The silver coin sparkled in the light of the fireplace and Tsuna lunged at it, curling around the given treasure in excitement, cool coin already warming under his loving grasp. Please forgive me for what I'm going to do, I hope you don't resent me my lovely sweet little Tsuna.

A light kiss was placed to his lips as they walked out to the marketplace where he would spend in few days in the shopkeeper's stash of change before finding a new formed family in the shape of 8 brilliant individuals.

Tsuna didn't mind in all honesty, home was where the heart was after all. Perching back on Renato's hat, he chirped in contentment as children pointed at him in wonder, silver coin proudly worn around his neck as a makeshift necklace.

~THE END(?)~

Wow this really ran away from me, dragon Tsuna has grabbed the plot and is now hopping fervently in some random direction, wings flapping frantically. Thanks for the substantial support! Really wasn't expecting this many people to comment about how cute it was lmao.

But this chapter was a whole lot of nothing but fluff. Ignore the random angst I slapped in at the last minute it is of no consequence whatsoever. Or is it? HMMMMM. /twisty effect turned to maximum

Also now I feel like Nana would be a rogue who stole the egg for a villain's commission but then felt guilty and hoped he would end up somewhere safe. Or maybe she banged a dragon in human form Iemitsu and somehow ended up with an egg on her bed à la Shugo Chara. WHO THE FRICKITY FRACKITY KNOWS. I CERTAINLY DON'T. Plot points are not my specialty, I'm just here to eat marshmallows and commiserate with a world domination plotting white haired fellow. Too much info whoops heh.

Do leave your comments on what you want to happen next and maybe I can try to work it in? Thanks yet again!