Disclaimer: Why am I writing this fanfiction? Oh right, because I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn

"This is my daughter." Tsuna presented me to his guardians. He gathered them in a room for a special meeting.

"My name is Kokomi Sawada. It is a pleasure to meet you." I bowed, introducing myself.

"Oh? Quite polite isn't she?" A shady guy with pineapple-like hair sat in an indigo chair.

"Yes, I'll get to that, but I would like you all to introduce yourselves first."

"Okay! I'll go first!" The man who sat in a blue chair stood up, a bright smile stuck on his face. "I'm Takeshi Yamamoto, nice to meet 'cha!" He waved his hand in a friendly manner.

"Hey! I was going to go first! It's only natural as the right hand man after all!" A man with silver hair shot up from his red seat. He was very antagonistic at Yamamoto for whatever reason.

"Eh? Doesn't the left hand get any credit?" He chuckled.

"Quiet Baseball Idiot! I'm sorry Juuichidaime for the disturbance. My name is Hayato Gokudera, Juudaime's right hand man!" He puffed up his chest when saying he was the right hand man.

"Um... Gokudera? She's not necessarily going to become the heir." Tsuna smiled awkwardly.

"Oh! I'm sorry for my impudence! I just recklessly assumed..." He got down on his knees in dogeza and repeatedly banged his head against the floor.

"It's okay Gokudera, please get up. Why don't you go next, Onii-san."

"It would be my EXTREME pleasure to Sawada-san!" A man with white hair and a bandage over his nose practically exploded from his yellow seat. "My name is Ryohei Sasagawa and I like boxing TO THE EXTREME!" I could almost see flames exuding from him. Wait,
could I? What?

"He's your uncle by the way. Kyoko's brother." Tsuna smiled, motioning to him.

"Ku fu fu~" The man from earlier who was in the indigo seat rose. "I am Mukuro Rokudo." As he sat down, the woman in the seat beside him stood up.

She was also in an indigo chair and she had a slight pineapple-ey hairstyle, but to a lesser extent than Mukuro. "I'm Chrome Dokuro. It's nice to meet you." She bowed lightly then sat down.

"Ah, it's my turn." He seemed like the youngest of the bunch. His black hair reached just to the base of his neck. "My name is Lambo Bovino."

"Hibari, it's your turn now." The violet chair sat empty because the demon prefect chose to sit on a windowsill instead.

"Don't need to." He watched a small yellow bird land on his finger.

"Well, I suppose she already knows you... Alright, I'll tell you the situation." Taking a deep breath, Tsuna calmed himself down. "I don't want anyone else to know that she is my daughter."

Everyone seemed to understand the reason for these actions and waited for him to continue.

"The cover story will be that she is an orphan I picked up on the street because her flame was too strong. I sealed it, but still want to keep a watch over her."

Flame? What does he mean? I decided not to inquire any further.

"Okay, so we can't act like she's your daughter? Just someone there here? Got it!" Yamamoto winked and held a thumbs up.

"Thanks for cooperating. That's about all I gathered you guys for. You can go now." Tsuna smiled kindly as he began to stand. Gently pushing my back, he directed me out the door. "Let's go."

Wow! I'm posting a chapter incredibly, incredibly soon after my previous one! My friend found this fanfiction. I am not happy one bit. Btw, this is taking place 20 years later. Hey, it makes sense.