Disclaimer: I do not own KHR

"Would you all be quiet already! It's only been two hours, and I have yet to get a second of peace," Tsuna shouts in frustration, "This is my house and I refuse to listen to a bunch of people I barely know arguing for no reason!"

His sudden outburst commanded the occupants' attention, successfully ending all arguments in the process. Tsuna sighed in relief. Having to take care of a group of rowdy psychopathic strangers is hard work, not to mention the mess of his living room. He groaned as he realized this extra load of work.

"So you must be Sawada Tsunayoshi AKA Dame-Tsuna, correct?" Tsuna sent Reborn a glare and simply walked away towards the kitchen.

"You know, ignoring your guest is very rude…idiot," Reborn called after him as he took a seat on the couch.

"And can I also say that this house is pretty shabby too? I mean, I came from high quality, and this coffee table," he kicked his legs on top of said item, "looks like my grandmother's. Where'd you get it from, the junkyard?" He sighed. "Can I at least get a glass of courtesy water?"

Meanwhile, Tsuna was preparing a tall glass of said water. He took measured steps of controlled rage from the kitchen and out into the living room until he stood right in front of the fedora-wearing offender. He decided that he had had just about enough of that smart mouth for the day.

Reborn smiled as he approached. "There you go. Now was that so hard – " Cold water swallowed his next words in a rushing flood.

"Ok, look Mr. King of the World! I'm not your slave. If you don't like it here so much how about you leave? Wait, no. That's a fantastic idea. Why don't you get out my house instead of lazing around on the furniture like you own it?!" He smacked Reborn's no doubt expensive shoes from atop his coffee table.

"Another thing, what makes you think I want to even consider being a good host to a bunch of freaks who popped into my house uninvited! You're loud. You're annoying. You're destructive. And guess what? I'm done! If you don't want to show me the respect I deserve, then the door is right there. I did not sign up for this."

Boiling agitation fueled Tsuna's rant down to the very last. The indignation and downright fury of being so insulted in his own home overpowered all rational thought and definitely any sympathy he could have possessed on his person. It was absolutely ridiculous. How could this guy just come inside his house and just think that it's alright to say and do as he pleases?

Only one voice managed to break through his anger.

'Tsuna, calm down. You're getting mad over trivial matters. He's probably just trying to get a rise out of you. Trust me. There's something about this guy that's making my intuition act up. I'll handle it.' Nuts spoke in a calm, measured voice. Eventually, his handle on the situations managed to cool Tsuna down surprisingly enough.

On the other hand of things, Yamamoto was attempting to soothe their group back into a suitable company. "Maa, maa, we're all here for a reason, right? And that very reason is why Tsuna has been so kind as to watch over us, so we should at least be thankful that he took us in at all, no?" Yamamoto grinned happily as he scratched the back of his head.

"Kora! He's right and that means you have to be nice to Reborn, you're not special." Colonello pointed his rifle directly at Reborn's dripping face, "If you even think about escaping my shots, you have another thing coming."

Reborn swatted Colonello's rifle away and morphed Leon into a gun and aimed it at the weapons specialist.

"You have another coming if you keep that stupid gun in my face."

"Lambo-san is scared," Lambo took a few feet back in order to put some distance between him and the two hostile males holding weapons. He backed away until he ran into something very solid. He looked up fearfully and saw Tsuna's evilly grinning face.

"I don't care who you are. But no one, and I mean no one, messes with Tsuna. Now that you've upset him, I have no choice but to make you all suffer." Everyone's eyes shot over as Tsuna's eyes flicker open, but when they did, they did not see warm brown eyes. Instead, they were met with golden orange eyes.

And they were glowing with rage.

In unison, they wondered aloud, "Those eyes, they do not belong Tsuna…Whose are they?

Thank you: Mirum Kai for beta my story ^_^