As soon as Tsuna had disappeared from sight, Lambo was heading towards the conference room. There were computers there; computers with search engines that can answer any question!

He slipped into the conference room – no one else there – and began safeguarding the door. Tsuna telling him not to ask about sex again usually meant that he could go ahead and find out for himself as long as Tsuna didn't find out until Lambo had found out everything he needed to know and had used that newly gained knowledge!

Hence, how most of the bad things the Vongola family had gone through had occurred. But it didn't really matter!

He put a booby trap on the door knob, explosives along the bottom of the door, grenades along the door jamb, and the conference table itself against the surface.

Complete with his task, he stood back and admired his work… and then he logged onto the internet and stared at the search engine.

… How was 'sex' spelled?

He shrugged, egged himself on for awhile, and then typed it in: 'S-E-C-S'. He made it all capital letters because it was a pretty big word, right? Not big as in long, but big as in big.

He was sorely disappointed. "SEX IS ABOUT COMPUTERS?" He pulled at his hair. "Tsuna lied to me…" Tears slid down his cheeks. "GAAAHH!" He slammed his tiny fists on the keyboard.

When he wiped the tears away and looked back up, he stared blankly at the screen.

In the search engine was 'S-E-X'; somehow, when he had pounded on the keyboard, he had erased the 'C-S' and slammed on the 'X'.

Awed, he clicked on a link; something about 'gay sex positions'.

"GGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" 'Thunk!'

On the floor beneath the conference room, Spanner looked up from the mini-Mosca he had been tinkering with, a cherry lollipop in mouth. Lying across his lap was his redheaded lover, his glasses askew and his lips parted slightly in sleep, screwdriver still in hand.

He looked from his ceiling to his lover and then to mini-Mosca. Mini-Mosca rotated its head to look at him with its goggle-like eyes and shrugged. Spanner went back to work, dismissing the agonized scream. Tsuna would most likely figure it out later anyway.

Author's Note: Uh-oh ~