Haven't really updated any of my KHR fanfics for months. I actually came to a point wherein I'm starting to lose interest on my KHR stories and I know it's a really bad thing however I'm trying to work on it so if a chapter turns crappier than usual please do understand.

~ The Sun that Guided~

"Shamal"

The infamous mafia doctor stood up from the bench he was occupying and faced the Arcobaleno, dropping the stick of cigarette into the ground and stepping on it with his leather shoes.

"Reborn, I think we should go somewhere more safe. I don't think this area will be ideal with what I'm about to tell you"

"What are you, paranoid? And here I've always thought you're a pervert" Reborn smirked at the mafia doctor as he slowly tipped his fedora. However, the slight teasing on his tone got entirely overshadowed as his eyes narrowed. He had known Shamal for years now and he can feel how serious the other is, he doesn't even have to ask as the aura around the other would be enough. "Follow me"

"Do I even have any other choice?" The mafia doctor fixed his lab coat, who knows if he'll stumble upon a woman on the way? Wouldn't want to look all haggard would he?

...iOiOiOiOiOi...

"Where is Mr. Reborn?" Tsuna walked into the kitchen still in his pajamas and eyes still half closed. He had gotten all better now and is no longer running a fever and yet had rested all day since Reborn practically commanded him to do so. However staying in bed all day long is really, really boring and so he decided to get out of bed. Besides it looks like Enma is watching a really cool show and he wanted to watch too!

He'll just apologize to Mr. Reborn later.

"He said he'll meet a friend. Are you feeling okay now?"

"Yes! I'm all strong now thanks to Mr. Reborn and you!" Tsuna smiled his thousand mega watt smile. Enma giggled at the other's action. "I'm glad!"

"What are you watching? Is it good?"

"It is! Tsuna-kun should watch it too!"

And so the two wasted their whole afternoon watching Spongebob.

...iOiOiOiOiOi...

"No one will hear our conversation here, now speak" Reborn leaned against a wall as he stared at the other. "What did you find out about them?"

"Everything is in this folder, a more detailed one at least" Shamal handed over the folder he had held that whole time. "After you read everything, I suggest you burn it. The lesser people who knows, the better"

"I'll work on this later" Reborn placed the folder on

"It's so you to think of something like reading a document as something akin to a job"

"Why Shamal do you have anything against my ways?"

"I didn't say anything like that. It was just an observation, Reborn so chill." Shamal then turned all serious once more. "The two brats with you, you really don't know who they are do you?"

"If I do then I wouldn't be here wasting my time, would I?"

"Then haven't you noticed who they eerily resemble? Even I who had only seen them on those photos you sent me had taken notice" The perverted doctor waited patiently as the Arcobaleno suddenly came into realization.

"The Vongola and Shimon Primos..." Reborn gritted his teeth. It was so uncanny, the facial resemblance and yet he hadn't notice? "Don't tell me those two are related to both Giotto and Cozart?"

"Bingo!"

"Explain"

"Let's start with the red-headed brat, Enma as I've found out is a descendant of the first Shimon boss and is actually the next in line to be the boss once he reaches proper age"

"How would that be possible? The whole Shimon, according to all written and documented files had been wiped out during the era of chaos with Daemon Spade"

"That's what was written but as I did my research, I've uncovered secrets that had been kept in the dark. The details are all on the files I gave you but to give you a brief recap, Vongola Primo actually managed to exchange his guardians with some of Daemon's men and thus managing to save Cozarto Shimon and his remaining family members from their supposed death planned by the mist guardian"

"Then what happened by then?"

"Cozarto Shimon had to flee Italy with the rest of his family to a place no one will ever find them, there is no record of said place nor is there even a record of them managing to get there alive and thus it was where the rumors of their family having completely vanished had started" Shamal explained

"So if Enma is actually the next boss then why is he being targeted?" Reborn asked but clicked his tongue with annoyance as he figured the answer to his very question. It all makes sense now, Franco Cozato had been intimidated, perhaps he felt jealousy and hatred, anger that he wasn't chosen. He wanted the position for himself and that was the very reason he planned his own nephew's death.

Reborn gritted his teeth. The urge to protect his wards growing stronger by every second that passes by.

"What about Tsunayoshi?"

"You know how Vongola Primo sailed from Italy to Japan, right? Fast forward to the future and his Italian blood got mixed with Japanese genes, you know Sawada Iemitsu is actually a descendant of Giotto, right?"

"And you are giving me a re-lesson on Vongola history because?" Reborn's eyes narrowed " I swear Shamal, I have no time for some foolish business but I can spare some to land a bullet down your throat" Shamal held both hands up in defeat before a shocking revelation slipped out of his lips.

"Tsunayoshi, your first ward... He is actually Iemitsu's son"

"So you're telling me that Dame-Tsuna's bastard of a father is actually Iemitsu?"

"Yes but about why he would go into depths of trying to get his own son killed, I'm still not quite sure but I do have some speculations that I'm currently investigating" Shamal lit another cigarette stick "One of them is about a rumor I've heard not so recently about Iemitsu being behind the killings of Nono's sons"

"Iemitsu is loyal to the ninth and won't do anything bad much more hurt him in any possible way"

"Is that what you really think, Reborn? Let's both be honest and frank here. We both have already realized that Iemitsu is far from who he pretends to be"

The Hitman remained silent and the other taking the unspoken answer as a yes.

"I think then that we both know the answer to my question."

"That fucker." Reborn's aura turned murderous. He had already sensed a long time ago about how horribly twisted the CEDEF boss is but he paid not much of an attention as necessary, he was wrong to think that maybe his bad feelings for the man had only been because they had a lot of contrasts personality wise but now that everything's a lot more clearer, he should have done something before to discuss the situation. He could have contacted Nono about it and...

The hitman's eyes narrowed with another realization striking. Timotheo is the Vongola boss and if there's one sure thing that get's passed on from one generation boss to another it would be their infamous hyper intuition which only meant that somehow, Vongola Nono might have already sensed that something is wrong.

"What about Nono? Does he know anything?"

"I can't confirm that yet"

Just then Reborn's phone started ringing. The hitman paused before a smirk found its way on his lips as he read the caller's name. Would you look at that, as they say 'speak of the devil and they shall appear'

Well the ninth isn't exactly evil nor did he appear but you get the picture.

"Is there something you need, Nono?"

"Yes Reborn, I have a certain job I need you to do. This is confidential and no one else asides you and a few trusted people should know about"

"And that would be?"

"I need you to find my grandson..."

This is really problematic... I don't know what to do with my current predicament.

Chapter is short because forcing myself to write more without the usual drive will just spell disaster. Give me a cure, I need it.