It didn't take a long time for Yamamoto to confirm whose cry was that for the source of that cry is running toward him at his fullest speed and tackle him to the ground with a big hug. Trying to see the face of his attacker, the sight of messy black hair greeted him instead.

"Oh, hey Lambo, I'm home," he said with a big smile and started ruffling the teen's hair. The teen's shoulders twitched, slowly he lifted his head and offered a weak, definitely half-hearted smile, and with lips trembling from all the cry, he said,

"Welcome home then….." paused a second, then, "I hate him! I hate him! I hate him! Kill! Kill! Kill!" he screamed suddenly, punching Yamamoto's chest, it took him seconds to realize, "……sorry?" he asked as and apology and after receiving a confused smile from the one before him, "Whuaaaaaaaaa!!!!!" the cow then let out a loud cry and burry his face in Yamamoto's shirt once again (secretly wiping his nose with it). Yamamoto could only sighed and lay there patiently while waiting for the cow to stop crying.

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"Here you go," said Yamamoto, placing a mug filled with hot chocolate in front of the sobbing heap identified as Lambo. The sobbing stopped for a while, replaced by a muffled " thanks" and continued right after.

"Now…..care to share what happened?" he asked, sitting on the comfortable seat across the teen. Holding back the tear, Lambo's hand reached out for a non-existing tissue box and ended up grabbing Yamamoto's tie (the Japanese quickly took out a sheet of tissue from his pocket and gave it to the teen).

"Reborn is so mean." He began, pausing to blow his nose on the tissue.

"Ah? Is that so?" that was what came out of Yamamoto's mouth as reply, however, 'What is it this time?' was the line came crossing his mind just now.

"Yes he is! He scolded me!" he said, then pouted. Thought it's cute, sometimes one just cannot restrain themselves from hitting him directly at the face.

"M..hmm?"

"I was on a mission, when I suddenly transferred to Japan ten years ago," he said, wiping his tear with the sleeve of his shirt (the tissue that Yamamoto gave to him already thrown under the coffee table).

"….and Little Lambo was attacked?" Asked Yamamoto innocently, referring to the Lambo ten years ago.

"No!" blurted the Big Lambo, feeling a tad bit insulted.

"Oh?" responded Yamamoto with a nervous smile as a form of apology.

"I-pin was there as my back up so I'm okay!" he said, clearly proud of the fact his childhood friend is so strong (ignoring the embarrassing fact that he's still weak as ever).

"……oh….." was the weak reply Yamamoto could offer.

"It's not my fault so why is he blaming me?!! Well, it was myself, so I'm to blame as well, but…!! The mission was a success after all!!" screamed the cow, he then buried his face in his arms. By this time, Yamamoto noticed he hadn't touched his chocolate at all. He then reached for Lambo's abandoned mug of chocolate and tried to persuade the teen to drink a little.

"Maa…maa….calm down, you should drink your….." the rest of Yamamoto's words cant be heard because of the loud noise that suddenly came along with pink smoke, as usual, leaving Yamamoto with a baby hitman sitting across him.

The baby looked around and noticed Yamamoto sitting before him. "Lambo-san found Yamamoto!" he exclaimed, pointing toward the (way, way) older man. Still holding the mug in mid air, Yamamoto then greeted the baby,

"Hey Lambo, want a mug of hot chocolate?" he offered to the baby (who replied with a demanding "Give it to Lambo-san!"), 'Well, it's the same person after all, Lambo wouldn't get mad right? I would say….. he had drank his chocolate ten years ago?' was all Yamamoto could think of.

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"Another session of heart's content-pouring?" commented Gokudera dryly, dumping himself on one of the couch.

"Ah, Gokudera……" greeted the Japanese, grinning foolishly while patting Lambo's head. "…there…there….it's alright, you did your best…." He said, turning to Lambo, "Hey, Gokudera!" he called for his (friend? Best friend? No, that doesn't sound right….maybe crush? No…. yamamoto is not really sure himself) fellow guardian, "What do you think would upset Reborn so much?" he asked, with a confused face.

"……about the cow?" asked Gokudera, pointing toward the said cow for confirmation, Yamamoto only nodded "Besides his stupidity? Nahh…. I wonder why……."he answered carelessly with sarcasm coloring his words.

"Ahahaha…you're so straight forward….." replied the Japanese, then noticing the questioning glare in Lambo's eyes, he added, "That's a bit harsh thought….."

Irritated by the cow's clingy behavior, Gokudera said, "Isn't it because you spoil him too much?" he said, pointing toward the two of them (currently sitting side by side) using his cigarette. Yamamoto only stared.

"…..and why is that?" was the smart reply Yamamoto could came up with, earning a groan, followed by strings of curses in colorful languages.

"Arrghhh!! It's all your fault that cow is such a weakling! It's because you spoil him too damn much!" came the reply that made both Yamamoto and Lambo's mouth form a big "O"

"Is that so? Then, should I stop spoiling you?" asked Yamamoto turning toward the teen beside him who replied with a hurried shake of his head.

"No! Then there would be no one to spoil me!!" he exclaimed, true that, Haru doesn't count because she would always spoil every child she meet, and now that Kyoko and Tsuna are married, they spend more time for themselves, not for him, " Akh!!" yelped the teen when Gokudera's lighter came in contact with his head. "Yamamoto!! Gokudera is cruel too!! Just because you don't spoil him, he tortures me!!" said the cow began to tattle, that time, Gokudera suddenly felt the urge to feed the cow with gun powder and lit it.

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To say that Yamamoto is one of Reborn's favorite wouldn't be exaggerating. Even Tsuna would say Reborn turned into a good kid around Yamamoto (as proven by sitting on his shoulder whenever he's around). Maybe it's because both of them are "the person who suited the job". As in, a natural genius when it came to the mafia and assassination thingies. Or, it could also because Yamamoto's shoulder is comfortable, or something else that shouldn't be mentioned. But, as much as you like someone, there's always limits. And Yamamoto, being a blissfully ignorant person he is, just doesn't get it that he's breaking the last straw.

A bullet found its way toward the wall behind Yamamoto, who avoided it at all cost. "Oh, hey, Reborn!" Yamamoto, who noticed the change of mood of the hitman waved to him to blow off the tension.

"Oh, Yamamoto," greeted the once cursed hitman, walking toward him (and Lambo, who inched away as fast as possible without being noticed), "So you were there? Didn't see you back then," he said, waving his gun, and then stole a glance toward the cow (who noticed right after and is trembling violently).

"Eehh…it's fine, what's with the gun anyway?" asked Yamamoto, all the while smiling. Reborn only smirked, and grabbed the back of Lambo's shirt and yanked him up harshly.

"Nothing, I'm just in the mood to hunt a cow." He replied with that arrogant smirk, "Ciaossu," he then said and turned away, dragging the hunted cow away, leaving both Yamamoto and Gokudera (who managed to keep his mouth clean and silent for the whole time Reborn was there) frozen on the spot.

"…..eh…Gokudera?" called Yamamoto only to be answered by a hum, "didn't Reborn seem a bit… I don't know….angry?" at this innocent question, Gokudera only snorted.

"If I were you, I would install some traps in my room." There he said it, it should be enough clue right? Gokudera was being too kind, too soft toward the Japanese man for his liking.

"……Why? Aren't the system in our base strong enough?" was the reply came from the swordman, successfully making the bomber groaned and stood to leave him there, alone, all by himself.

"….? I would never understand him, after all!" Yamamoto said to himself, chuckling, "..aa….but I guess that's why he's so interesting…." He said and stood also, stretching his muscles, and walked away.

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"Just. What. The. Hell. Are. You. Doing. You. Moron." Said the fair haired man through gritted teeth, eyes closed to avoid unavoidable image before him. An almost naked Yamamoto, clad only in his stripped boxer, scratching the back of his head, grinning foolishly.

"Ah…this?" asked Yamammoto, gesturing toward his appearance, thought Gokudera cant see it. "when I woke, I'm already on the dead end of an alley…… I forgot what's the name….only in this…" he explained and shrugged.

"And? Why are you here?" he asked, opening his eyes a little bit, to see the other's expression, thought he successfully stole a glance toward the well built body.

"Aaahhh!! When I tried to enter my room from the window, it's locked, and from what I saw, my room is once again, damaged," he reasoned, brows furrowed in concentration, "And so I came here," he explained, smiling widely. Only to have Gokudera slamming the window before his face, making him winced.

"If you had the time to climb up there, you should call for Gianinni to let you in, moron!" yelled Gokudera from the other side.

"I don't want to bother someone else," he replied slowly, and the window opened once again, revealing a much angrier Gokudera in view. "Ah, Gokudera, you're so kind……." Said Yamamoto, right before Gokudera (who sees no use in using his box weapon and threw his regular dynamite at him) screamed,

"So it's alright to bother me??!! Die, you moron!!!"

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"Mm….what was that? Enemies?" mumbled Lambo sleepily, nudging the one beside him softly.

"It's just fireworks, go back to sleep, stupid cow." Commanded the other person who is identified as Reborn. Lambo was going to protest about being called stupid (ignoring the cow part?) when a yawn came out instead.

"It's your fault, now I'm sore." He said with a pout and lied down once again, letting the dream claim him. Reborn's smirk only get wider as the loud explosive sound being heard once again.

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A.N: hi, finally exams ended!! Victory! Freedom! The next hater would be….. Hibari, may be? Hey you! Review? :3