A/N: I'm sorry this one is so short and probably a little confusing but the next installment should clear everything up. Hopefully, you'll like this second part.

Take care,

- SugarLandBabyGirl

Part Two

She could smell that damn boozer from across the room. The scent of alcohol clung to him like a second skin and it was driving her crazy and not in a good way. Ten years had worked wonders for Xanxus' appearance, but the man was a lazy spoiled bastard and a compulsive alcoholic. Chastain closed her eyes and cocked her head to the side. Apparently, she was a borderline obsessive alcoholic because no normal human could or should be able tell every type of alcoholic drink the man had had today and probably the day before just by smell alone. Xanxus had a taste for the expensive stuff; the best kind of alcohol.

She knew that if Kyoya had had the ability to read her thoughts at that moment, he would have taken her stash and thrown it out like he had wanted to for years now. Though quite perceptive, her husband had yet to master the art of telepathy, if such a thing were even possible. He did however seem to have an inbuilt radar that tracked only her whereabouts. It was scarily accurate ninety-seven percent of the time to boot. He would never admit it, even if it were to save his life, but she knew that he worried about her when she was out of his immediate reach and it only got worse when she was on assignment abroad.

"Have you ever considered not bringing your gun to a family gathering?" A soft humored voice asked from Chastain's right. Chastain immediately stood from her seat, stepped back two paces and nodded her head as a greeting. "If it were not with me I would be a terrible soldier and guard if there were an unexpected problem." The brown haired male chuckled at her acute sense of formality. "Please sit back down, Chastain. I wish to speak to you as a friend, not your boss." Sawada Tsunayoshi motioned for the only soldier of his family to resume her previous engagement as if he hadn't interrupted, before taking a seat at the small corner table.

Several minutes passed by in which Chastain did as he asked, but her cool cerulean gaze flickered to her peaceful table-mate in an apprehensive manner thrice before she was even halfway through with her plate's contents. Tsuna however just smiled patiently, waiting for her to finish her meal. "You wished to speak to me Sawada-san?" She asked when she had finished. Apparently she had been much hungrier than she first thought as her plate was now empty. Tsuna eyed her empty plate for a moment before his brown eyes flickered up to meet her gaze. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something had changed since the last time he had seen her. It was a subtle change, not really noticeable to the untrained and inattentive eye or one without Hyper Intuition.

She had been home from her last mission to America for almost three and a half months now and that was the last time he had actually caught more than a passing gimps of her. Of course he knew why she had been rather cranky at the last meeting, but today she was unusually moody and defensive. She was angry and not entirely at whom she would have said she was if he had asked. He caught that much from her. "Have you and Hibari been fighting?" He inquired curiously watching her every reaction. Sometimes it wasn't the best idea to outright ask what was wrong with someone. Subtle movement would often give them away if you asked about something different. Chastain's eyes went wide in disbelief at his question. "Why do you ask?" There was that defensive tone in her voice again.

"I was a bit worried because you and Hibari seem troubled about something." Chastain's probing eyes nearly pierced a hole through him as she tried to find the real reason behind his asking such a personal question, but he knew better than to break her stare. That would only make her suspicious of his intentions. "You can rest at easy Sawada-san. Kyoya and I are fine." She told him with a softer expression on her face. She seemed tired as her shoulders slumped and she unconsciously wrapped her arms around her middle, her hands trailing tentatively over her womb. Tsuna watched and smiled kindly to put her at ease.

"That's good news." She had unknowingly given herself and her worries away with that one movement. "It suits you," He suddenly spoke up a soft, gentle tone to his voice. As soon as the words left his lips he knew he couldn't take them back, even if he wanted to. Really it was somewhat his business, but a certain guardian would probably want his head now. It was not his business to nose around in, but he couldn't reverse his ill timed spoken thoughts. Chastain would not allow it. "What?" She asked bluntly as her eyebrows crinkled in confusion at his abrupt and bewildering statement.

An unexpected, loud crash broke the dull murmur of the ongoing conversations and in a split second everyone in the room was on high alert, most of them with their weapons out ready for an attack. Chastain had moved to stand in front of Tsuna, as any well-trained soldier would, while the rest of the Vongola Guardian's, except for Hibari and Mukuro, stood in front of her in various defensive positions. Two men of differing heights and appearances stumbled through the once closed double doors, one landed on the ground while the other chased after a crazed robot. "Giannini-san what did you do to Mini Mosca?" Irie Shoichi whined loudly grabbing fist full's of his hair after tripping over his own two feet. "N-nothing, all I did was tighten a few loose bolts, I swear!" The chunky, dark haired male stuttered as he tried to corral the frenzied robot that was racing away from the two males and through the crowded room.

Chastain holstered her gun when she realized that the intruders were no threat to the Vongola Tenth or anyone else in the room, except perhaps to themselves. "They are worse than Lambo, Sawada-san." Chastain announced with a heavy sigh and twitching lips. The three mechanics were nothing short of a headache. But they were very passionate about their work and proficient, more often than not. Tsuna gave a bright smile and chuckled, while Chastain cracked a slight smile at their unnecessary antics. If they wanted to catch the Mini Mosca all they needed to do was let it come to them. Chasing the quarry isn't always the only way to catch the target. She had learned that from personal experience. "Where is the blond?" She questioned glancing around for the lazy blond mechanic that was usually with them when she noticed his absence.

As the saying goes, call on the devil and he shall come. Only this time there was an unexpected plus one. The blond mechanic waltzed into the room with a perpetually bored expression on his face and a strawberry flavored lollipop in his mouth, the now twenty year old Fuuta de la Stella right behind him. "Hmm, what have you two done to Mini Mosca?" Spanner asked in his usual low droning tone as he watched the robot zoom through the crowd straight towards him. When it reached him it clung to his leg like it was a lifeline. Apparently whatever the other two men had done had greatly frightened the little machine.

While the three technicians began to argue mildly amongst themselves unmindful of the crowd giving them odd looks, Tsuna took the time to really study the fallow haired woman in front of him. A secretive smile broke out over his lips when he saw Hibari turn slightly to check up of his wife, while she habitually took a moment to observe her surroundings once more. The dark haired male's frosty gaze softened for a moment before landing on the Vongola Tenth who gave the older male a bright smile and a nod of conformation to his unasked question. Hibari paused for a brief moment, an almost unrecognizable emotion flashing through his eyes, before he turned away. Tsuna shook his head and politely dismissed himself from her presence while she was occupied. But his attempted quick and stealthy getaway was abruptly pulled to a grinding halt when he heard the uncharacteristically soft, curious undertone in her voice. "You never answered my question, Sawada." Tsuna turned back around to face her and saw the flicker of confusion and worry that passed behind her controlled gaze.

She seemed so much younger and innocent when her guard was down. She really was a beautiful woman under her usual apathy, but he and everyone else already knew that. He smiled sheepishly in return wondering if he should really say what was on his mind. Surely he could get away with telling her the truth behind his impromptu words without having his Cloud Guardian make an attempt on his life afterwards. He stepped closer to the curious woman and leaned down close to her hair covered ear to make sure no one over head his next words. Chastain's cerulean eyes widened expeditiously as the Vongola boss stepped away from her. Tsuna was certain no one, except Hibari, had ever seen Chastain Dalianis so vulnerable. Certainly, being the proud woman and soldier that she was, she would not want anyone to see her like this either.

"Perhaps you should go home to rest. You look a little tired Chastain-san." Tsuna smiled gently as she slowly pulled her well-used mask of indifference back onto her features. She gave a brief, stiff nod before ghosting out of the dining room, her steps falling faster with every step. Her departure went unnoticed by all but four of the Vongola Famiglia. Tsuna, of course witnessed her departure being the one to suggest her retirement for the day. However when a pair of smiling honey irises met his gaze, Tsuna knew that Dino knew what had just transpired. Yamamoto, who was standing close to Dino and Hibari, had a wide grin on his face. There was no doubt in Tsuna's mind that he knew as well and he was probably the happiest out of the family, or rather he was the only one to openly show just how joyful he was about it. Tsuna felt the glacial pools on him before he even got a chance to remove his gaze from the tall swordsman. Hibari was openly showing his dislike for Tsuna's intrusion in a matter that Hibari felt did not concern the Vongola Boss one bit.

To be continued...