Sorry about this chapter taking ages I got caught up in finally finishing my other fic (thank goodness, it's over!), throw in some writers block and the start of a new story (My Alaude x Tsuna fic that I mentioned once before), a two-shot (My first Black Butler story :D ) and major history assignment and you've got an extremely slow update. Oh, oh and I got really sick too (just added that to quell your rage and gain your sympathy) which also means like half this chapter might be brain barf because of my sickness.

I just realized I've never been flamed in any of the stories I've written...IS THAT NORMAL!-?

Moving on, disclaimer: I don't own katekyaaaaaaaaa! The cat ears I'm making are so cute! ...Don't mind me. Katekyo Hitman Reborn belongs to Akira Amano. Not me.

The doors to BIC were opened and the group peered inside. It was surprisingly comfortable. What Giotto had called the common room was homely and elegant. The room didn't have any luxuries like vases or paintings on the wall; it was simply a whole bunch of different, similarly coloured couches, neatly placed close to a fire on the back wall. There was a table next the furthest chair on the right and a gas lamp sitting upon the deep brown table. It was pretty spacey and looked to be very comfortable. (Oh and ignore the bullshit I put in the last chapter regarding BIC. I was confused and my ideas of what it would be like collided.)

On the left and right were two sets of stairs that must have lead to the upper-levels. There weren't any windows in the common room but Giotto informed them that if they needed to they could open the door to let the air in.

"Well, let's get you all settled in so I can leave," Daemon said.

"Does that mean I'm babysitting first?" Giotto asked.

"We're not babies!" Reborn snapped.

"Someone's a little, grumpy bum," Yamamoto said with a smile, going over to Reborn and attempting to tickle him before being thrown to the ground the moment he laid a hand on him.

"Don't ever touch me again," Reborn snarled.

"Now, now, calm down," Tsuna said, suddenly realizing that there should be way more trouble than this.

Tsuna looked about the group, Reborn, Yamamoto, Enma, Gokudera, Hibari, Mukuro...where were Ryohei and Lambo!-? Tsuna felt like swearing his heart out but instead took a deep breath and calmed himself before he mentally apologized to his ancestor about how he was going to use the fact that Giotto seemed to do whatever Tsuna wanted him to, because right Tsuna really needed some semi-alone time with his guardians to discuss the fact that Lambo and Ryohei were missing.

Ryohei was responsible when he needed to be but stick him with Lambo the little troublemaker and they'd be dead within the next few days.

Gathering his cuteness Tsuna rubbed his eyes and said, "can we just go upstairs now and settle in? I really want to relax."

"Of course," Giotto replied quickly, leading the group into the spacious common room.

Daemon leaned in close to Giotto and whispered, "honestly, do you need a screw that bad? You do know he's too young for you?"

Giotto went red and whispered angrily back. "I! He...he's just cute, ok?"

"Sure, sure," Daemon said, waving off Giotto's behaviour with a swish of his hand. Even if Giotto was interested in the cute boy it didn't mean Daemon couldn't try and dissuade him...or sleep with the cute boy for that matter. Wait why was the boy's name only cute boy?

"I just realized I don't know all your names..." Daemon suddenly concluded, making Giotto want to bang his head against a wall repeatedly. Giotto had been fantasizing about the boy that was wearing no pants for a while now and he didn't even know his name.

"My name's Tsunayoshi but you can call me Tsuna," Tsuna said shyly, realizing that he had failed to introduce himself earlier.

"I'm Kyoya Hibari and you will address me as such," Hibari said arrogantly.

"I am Mukuro Rokudo," Mukuro said with an added "Kufufu".

"Y-you already know me," Enma stuttered.

"I always wanted a unicorn!" Yamamoto yelled.

"I'm going to tell you of my name again in case your tiny brains can't remember the name of a person who has already introduced themselves to you previously. My name is Hayato Gokudera."

"I'm not introducing myself to you again, go fuck yourselves," Reborn said.

"You know I'm pissed off as well but I don't lash out at everyone, lighten up," Tsuna said.

"I refuse to 'lighten up', I fucking hate being seventeen," Reborn replied.

"Well I hate being fifteen but I'm not such a whiny little bitch about it," Tsuna said irritably.

"I am not a 'whiney little bitch' take it back!" Reborn exclaimed angrily.

"Now you're acting like a two year old, are you going to go crying to your mummy?" Tsuna teased.

"No, are you going to go crying to yours? Oh wait you don't have a mummy," Reborn replied, instantly regretting his unnecessary verbal attack on Tsuna.

Tsuna turned away from Reborn's now apologetic expression, "that was low Reborn, really low," Tsuna said, his voice quivering like a plucked string.

"Sorry..." Reborn said, awkwardly rubbing his arm and trying to not look at Tsuna composing himself.

A few minutes of tense silence followed before it was broken once again by Yamamoto. "When I grow up I want to be a tree."

"Can we just show you around already?" Daemon asked, ignoring Yamamoto's antics.

"Alright," Tsuna said, taking the initiative.

The group walked further into BIC and Daemon closed the French doors behind them scoffing to himself because 'servants usually did this.'

"Now, the stairs to your right lead to the bathroom. It might be a bit inconvenient having them there but I didn't design this house so don't blame me. The stairs to your left lead up to the bedroom, in total there are only six bedrooms so some of you will have to share. Well, let's get going, shall we?" Giotto said.

"I think we should go to Disneyland!" Yamamoto exclaimed.

"Where is 'Disneyland'?" Daemon asked.

"It's a magical place. Tsuna took me there and we ate fairy floss and Gokudera puked all over a midget and Hibari and Mukuro were there and for some reason they were angry then they hit Donald Duck and we had to call an ambulance. It was a great day!" Yamamoto explained.

"What the hell is he going on about?" Giotto questioned.

"I don't know, best to ignore him," Tsuna replied, totally unworried about blowing their cover.

Giotto let a small smile escape, he was genuinely happy about the fact that Tsuna was talking to him. "Come on," Giotto said, heading towards the stairs on the right.

"You can check out the bathroom later for now I'll get you all to choose a room," Giotto said, beginning to ascend the stairs, the group of time travellers and one current guardian trailing behind him.

As the group arrived upstairs they all took time to survey their surroundings. There were six doors in the broad hallway they were walking through, they were all made of the same sort of wood and went with the crimson red of the walls.

"Okay, I'll show you around the rooms then you can sort yourselves out," Giotto said.

"Does that mean I can leave now?" Daemon asked.

"Yes, you are dismissed. As for our," Giotto searched for a word that didn't make the situation sound so serious, "predicament I suggest taking a defensive position on the fourth quadrant."

"Understood," Daemon confirmed, quickly disappearing back down the stairs.

"Now, time to get you all set up and settled in," Giotto said.

About forty minutes later there was utter chaos in a certain part of the mansion. A fight had broken out between the group of teens and the only non-involved party of the tenth generation did nothing to stop it. Giotto couldn't care less about the fight as long as he got to stare at Tsuna as he lay back and watched the constant name-calling and yelling about 'Te- Tsuna will not be sharing a room with anyone, especially you!', 'Why won't anyone listen to me. I've got a perfectly acceptable solution!-?', 'go touch yourself, pineapple fucker!', 'I may fuck pineapples but at least I'm not in to bestiality!' and Yamamoto constantly singing 'why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends?'

"Enough!" Tsuna suddenly yelled. "I am going to go to the room I choose and when you've sorted out your differences and learnt to shut up you may join me."

Giotto was about to call out to Tsuna informing him that he had to stay with the group when he remembered that BIC was inescapable apart from the entrance, that was the reason Daemon and him had chosen it as the place to house the intruders.

When Tsuna left the rowdy group slowly calmed down and Giotto sat there with a bored look on his face. He had expected babysitting to be interesting...and well it was but without Tsuna in the room things seemed less exciting.

"I'm going to go find Tsuna," Gokudera announced.

"He won't want to see you, you never shut up and I haven't once seen you sort out your differences with Yamamoto," Mukuro announced.

"Oh shut up pineapple fucker," Gokudera replied.

"For the last time I do not fuck pineapples! I fuck Tsuna's!" Mukuro yelled back.

"And how's fucking Tsuna going for you?" Gokudera asked smugly.

"I'm closer than I was yesterday to getting in his pants!"

"Of course, of course," Gokudera said sarcastically.

Mukuro let out a slight noise of frustration before storming off yelling, "I'll be back later I'm going to go pick a room."

"Why doesn't anyone here ever listen to me? ...or let me speak?" Enma said to himself.

Tsuna flopped down on the plush bed in the room he had chosen. It felt so good to just lie down and relax for once and ignore all the messed up shit that always happened in his famiglia. But somehow he couldn't shake the feeling that he was forgetting something urgent...

Tsuna closed his eyes and felt himself soon sink into the sweet embrace of sleep before the bed creaked and his dreamy state was instantly shattered.

"Mukuro, what are you doing?"

"...Hey Tsuna you like me right?" Mukuro asked, hovering over Tsuna's immobile form.

Tsuna feigned innocence as he replied, "you're family of course I like you."

"Tsuna you know that's not what I mean," Mukuro replied seriously.

"Mukuro, let's try and not complicate things," Tsuna said with a sigh.

"But I want to complicate things!" Mukuro exclaimed.

Tsuna sighed deeply. "Mukuro I've been telling you this from the start, I just don't think things would work out between us."

"You went out with Hayato, that didn't work, you went out with Yamamoto, that didn't work and you even had a little thing with Chrome! CHROME for Christ's sake!" Mukuro ranted, "how in the hell would we not work!-?"

"Things are already difficult enough with the whole time travelling business, throwing in a relationship right now won't help, it'll only make things more confusing," Tsuna explained.

"Fuck this," Mukuro said, jumping off the bed.

"I'm done. I'm sick to death of you rejecting me. I've been chasing you for eight years and I'm still at the starting line, I don't think I can handle it anymore," Mukuro said darkly, moving to leave.

"Mukuro..."

"Don't. Because if you say anything I'll come back again," Mukuro replied.

"..."

Tsuna closed his once again and the sound of the door creaking closed filled the room. Somehow Tsuna didn't think he'd be getting much sleep anymore. (A/N: T-T I was supposed to write a sex scene, I ended up writing a sad scene. WHY? I didn't want this to happen! But it did!)

~Back with the others~

"So...you like...Italy?" Giotto asked awkwardly.

"I love corn. It smells like yellow," Yamamoto replied.

"Why wouldn't I like Italy?" Gokudera asked, sinking down in one of the common room chairs.

Hibari merely scoffed and hoped that Mukuro wasn't doing anything fishy because if he was then he was definitely going to be bitten to death.

"Italy's...nice," Enma replied, feeling that he was unwanted by the group of people surrounding him.

Giotto sighed. They weren't exactly the easiest kids to babysit. Abruptly he wished that he was on the field rather than sitting around babysitting.

All of a sudden there was a knock on the door before a slightly cautious Daemon entered. "Giotto, Knuckle has returned and wishes to speak with you."

"Alright, you take over here while I speak with him," Giotto said, rising from his seat and smoothing his pinstripe suit.

"Yes sir."

Daemon entered the common room and made himself comfortable, "hey weren't there more of you?" he asked.

"There is, two of us have gone to pick rooms," Gokudera answered coolly. Giotto he had nothing against but Daemon was another story. He might have been pitiful and meant good and all that shit however that should not make him exempt from his actions. What if the tenth had really died all those years ago?

"Then let's go find them," Daemon said, wanting to make sure they hadn't broken anything or attempted any escapes. To be honest Daemon didn't think the group of teens were bad kids...he just didn't trust them. At all.

"Ok then," Enma said, standing up, his pants sagging.

"In the mean time I think I should invest in finding you kids clothes that will actually fit," Daemon said, almost to himself.

"I don't care, let's just hurry up and find Tsuna," Gokudera said before he was unexpectedly tackled to the ground.

"What the fuck!"

"Lie low Gokudera! The willypomp-a-dom's will get you if you don't!" Yamamoto exclaimed.

"Get off me you spastic!" Gokudera yelled, struggling to escape Yamamoto's vice grip.

"Shhhh, you'll wake the Tsuba!" Yamamoto said.

"What is a Tsuba? Do you mean Tsuna?" Enma questioned.

"NO! You must not speak it's real name, now you are destined to die, TO DIE!" Yamamoto said.

"Ok then..." Enma replied, extremely worried about his friends mental health and wanting to tell Yamamoto that Tsuna real name was actually Tsunayoshi.

"Let's go find Tsuna, leave them to their silly games," Hibari interjected.

Daemon, Enma and Hibari then moved to leave as Gokudera pleaded from them to take him away the crazy person. They all looked back one last time to see Yamamoto army crawling with one arm and dragging Gokudera along with the other. They were all thinking one thing 'better him than me.'

I just couldn't finish this chapter on a sad note so I made it totally random and retarded :)

Anyway I intend to have some lime/lemon in the next chapter so be prepared!