Nagisa woke to the cool morning sunlight; and the sound of screaming.

"Gahhh! What the hell were you about to do to me!?" The voice of his best friend traveled easily through the walls. Nagisa mentally noted that Tsuna's intuition must be good today; he also wondered what sort of heinous thing Reborn attempted to spring on his friend. But now wasn't the time to be pondering this, as Nagisa looked at the clock. It was time to start the day. The bluenet quickly ran through his morning routine of getting dressed and ready for school.

Breakfast with the hitman was... interesting, to say the least. Nagisa watched in amusement as the infant continuously stole food from Tsuna's plate despite, or perhaps in spite of the brunet's protests. Nagisa only made note to bring more food to school for his partner in crime. The poor boy might actually starve at this rate. What was the point of this silly charade anyway? Tsuna could easily keep Reborn from stealing his food. His kinetic vision and hand-eye coordination were well above average; especially given that until last year, he had been unable to go more than three steps without tripping over himself. The brunet took hiding his skills too seriously if you asked him.

With breakfast finished, the walk to school was uneventful. However, school was unfortunately, not so. The arrival of a new transfer student from Italy right after Reborn's arrival was not subtle in the least, in the two boys' eyes. Especially given his aggressive behaviour towards Tsuna. Nagisa briefly considered asking Ritsu to dig up some information on this 'Gokudera Hayato' but decided that with Reborn involved, it shouldn't take long for everything to come together. And it didn't.

"Meet me out back after school, we'll settle this." The angry silveret had approached their table during lunch to issue this challenge in a low, growling voice.

"Settle what?" Tsuna asked, but the transfer student was already gone.

"What was that about?" He directed this question to Nagisa who gave him an odd look before he shrugged.

"Probably something to do with Reborn. Isn't your intuition supposed to be good today?" The brunet shook his head.

"Nah, I just woke up to the smell of ozone this morning. When I opened my eyes, Reborn was standing over me with resuscitation paddles." He told his friend who looked a little unnerved.

"But geeze, even without the Ozone, Reborn puts me on edge. If I close my eyes and go by scent alone, he's an adult male covered in blood. But all my other senses say infant." Tsuna continued, ruffling his hair with a sigh. Nagisa was a little surprised by the information.

"We don't call you Class E's bloodhound for nothing. Your senses are amazing." He admired. Tsuna only shook off the praise.

"That's only thanks to Okuda-san and Korosensei." The brunet deflected.

Tsuna's weakness is his lack of intuition. In order to fix this issue, Korosensei decided that making all of the brunet's senses work so well that he didn't even need a sixth sense was the best solution available. So with the help of chemical solutions and harsh training Tsuna built up his senses to the point enemies thought he could see the future. The brunet could almost smell wicked intentions from 5 metres away. In reality, Tsuna could see every twitch of his opponents' muscles, could hear their heartbeats, and smell any changes to their scents. Super senses was Tsuna's specialty.

"So what are you going to do about Gokudera-san anyway?" The bluenet asked.

"Don't know yet. I guess I'll wait and see what he wants. I can't really afford to be reckless. The guy is carrying around a crazy amount of dynamite." He answered with a shrug. Nagisa's surprise showed clearly on his face.

"Dynamite? He fights with explosives?"

"Guess so, I don't think he carries them around for kicks." Nagisa's surprise was replaced with concern.

"Just don't get hurt because you want to appear weak." He warned. The brunet only grinned weakly. He had been known to do that more often than not. It was a source of vexation for his friends and teachers.

"I won't. I can take a hit. Not a body part being blown off. Now I have to ask you. Would you be willing to do me a teeny favour..." Nagisa listened to his friend's request and with a put upon sigh, agreed. They finished their lunches in silence.

Classes passed uneventfully, despite the eyes burning holes in the back of Tsuna's head. Gokudera seemed to have some kind of beef to settle with the brunet. Tsuna briefly considered the idea of assassins already being sent after him for the position of Vongola boss before he tossed it aside. An assassin wouldn't be so unprofessional in a job as to call out his target. Nagisa was probably right and it had something to do with Reborn. The brunet wished he didn't have to deal with this. It wasn't like he wanted the job anyway. All he wanted was a little bit of fame as the assassin known as 'Sepia'. Even then he didn't want to be all that well known personally. He would much rather Class E's independent assassination squad have all the acclaim.

Going against Korosensei's wishes, Class E had decided to become assassins after they graduated. How could they just abandon all the skills their precious teachers took the time to teach them? All those lessons they had gained through assassination? Finally, being an assassin was the best way they could think of to stay close to their deceased super-sensei, if only in memory. When they had decided on this course Sugaya-kun had quickly drawn up their emblem. The green striped, grinning face of Korosensei in front of a crossed knife and assault rifle. It was a good- if slightly silly- crest, one they wore with pride on their combat uniforms. Bitch sensei had bought them all pendants of their crests to wear at all times.

It wasn't until the bell rang, signalling the end of the school day that Tsuna realized he had been lost in thought. He sighed as he began to pack away his things. Now he had to go deal with that silver haired delinquent guy. If he started throwing around dynamite things would get messy. Unfortunately, Tsuna hadn't thought to bring any weapons with him today. For some reason Hibari always took the two assassins being armed as an invitation for a fight. The prefects sudden attacks had gotten so irritating for the two that Tsuna just stopped bringing weapons all together. Nagisa still carried a few on his person, with his specialties, he could hide from the skylark easily. Tsuna was not so lucky.

Finally arriving at the back of the school, Tsuna came to find Gokudera leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette. He pushed himself off the wall as soon as he saw Tsuna.

"So you showed up? I didn't think a spineless wimp like you would." The delinquent insulted. Tsuna's face remained impassive. Judging by his senses, Reborn hasn't shown up yet so he could afford to let his mask slip a little.

"You're lucky Nagisa is distracting Hibari or you would be bitten to death for smoking. So? What do you want from me anyway, 'Blow-up Boy?" Tsuna threw in the insulting nickname to test the waters. Could this explosives user handle a little provocation? Not really. The silveret's face at first showed confusion, before quickly morphing to anger.

"Who're you calling 'Blow-up Boy' you gutless weakling!" He yelled, reaching for his dynamite. Tsuna would have said more, however he caught Reborn's scent of blood approaching quickly and he refrained.

"I went to go drag you out here but you came on your own. Good job." The baby hitman stated upon arrival. Tsuna pouted a little (a lot but he won't admit it) at that.

"Do I really come off as that much of a coward? I just prefer to avoid confrontation that's all." He said to Reborn, Purposely ignoring Gokudera.

"Completely." Reborn answered the brunet's rhetorical question. Also ignoring the bomber, who was quickly losing patience.

"What? Come on, give me a break here! I'm just-" Tsuna was cut off as the silveret finally lost patience.

"Enough! Reborn-sama, is it true if I kill this guy, I can become the boss?" Tsuna looked to him in surprise even as Reborn confirmed it. What was the infant trying to pull here?

"Reborn. Do you want me to fight this guy... for a position, I don't even want?" He asked, trying to wrap his head around whatever insane plan his tutor had cooked up.

"It doesn't matter if you want the job or not. It's your position. Now go fight him. He probably won't stop till you're dead. He's called smoking bomb Hayato for a reason."

"So you lied to him and told him he could become the boss if he beat me in a fight. Poor kid, now I really don't want to fight him." The brunet told the tiny hitman.

"Win or I'll shoot you." Were his tutor's final words of encouragement before he kicked him onto the battle field.

Gokudera Hayato grinned.

"I guess this means I can go all out With Reborn-sama's blessing." He said, pulling handfuls of dynamite from what appeared to be nowhere. He lit them on his cigarette and tossed them at the brunet. Tsuna paled considerably even as he dodged the explosives with ease.

"Are you crazy!? Do you want Hibari to come down here?" He shouted at the boy even as he dodged another round of explosives. The bomber made a sound of annoyance.

"Tch, try this on, Double Bomb!" He called throwing twice the number of explosives. The brunet continued to dodge.

MEANWHILE IN ANOTHER LOCATION

The black haired prefect of Namimori looked at the blue haired carnivore without expression. To be called out here by Nagisa was quite unusual. The bluenet seemed to know exactly what he was thinking as he said.

"Hibari-senpai, it is not that I dislike you completely. I dislike your constant attacks. If you stopped those perhaps I would be more inclined to meet with you." Hibari didn't particularly dislike the bluenet's company either. He was quiet, only stuck close to the brown haired carnivore, and when they did meet, Nagisa had an annoying habit of projecting an aura that would keep the prefect calm and relaxed. It was annoying only because the skylark would seek Nagisa out for combat only to forget all about it when he got there.

"Hn" Was Hibari's only response. Despite this Nagisa seemed to completely understand what he meant. He would not be stopping his attacks. The bluenet only sighed.

"Yeah, I figured." He was still projecting that annoying aura.

Suddenly, explosions rang out across the school yard. The prefect turned to make his way to the source only to be stopped by the cold metal of an extendable police baton resting across his throat. The skylark had no idea when Nagisa had moved. He looked over his shoulder into the suddenly cold eyes of his fellow carnivore. Excitement began to pool in his stomach. The aura the boy had been using was gone.

"I'm afraid I cannot let you go that way Senpai; how about sparring with me instead?" He said with a smile that sent chills down the prefect's spine.

Hibari weighed his options. On one hand his school was being attacked by explosives. Nagisa willing to go so far as to fight him, meant the other carnivore was probably involved somehow, and that was always exciting. On the other hand; While the skylark had fought the brown haired carnivore a few times, he had never had the opportunity to fight Nagisa before, and he doubted the opportunity would present itself again anytime soon. And here he was right now, standing before him, holding a pair of police batons like knives. Decision made, Hibari lashed out with his tonfa, accepting the challenge.

BACK TO TSUNA

'I didn't he'd be able to dodge this much' Reborn thought as he watched his student evade the bombers attacks. He wondered if today's fight would actually bring the opportunity to use the dying will bullet like he had thought. Tsuna was evading the explosive with a look of intense concentration on his face. Not something you would see on a civilian being attacked.

Tsuna meanwhile, was puzzling out the best course of action to take. Should he get closer and risk getting the both of them blown to pieces? Or should he stay where he was and hope the bomber exhausts his supply of dynamite before the brunet exhausts his supply of energy, or worse, Hibari gets tired of Nagisa's distraction, whatever it may be- and comes to investigate. Fortunately, or rather unfortunately, the choice was taken out of his hands as Hayato became frustrated.

"Triple Bomb!" He called out, lighting even more dynamite. That was too many. Even as Tsuna thought this a few of the lit sticks slipped from Gokudera's fingers and onto the ground in front of him. The bomber's eyes widened in shock, even more explosives falling from his fingers. Tsuna's heart sank in his chest as he calculated the distance between them and the time it would take for the fuses to burn out. It was no good. He wasn't Kimura, he would not be fast enough to save him. The sound of a gunshot filled the air. Tsuna felt an impact on his forehead, yet he was still standing. An unbearable heat filled him. He couldn't think of anything else other than saving Gokudera Hayato. He was shooting towards the Bomber with speed he knew he didn't possess; managing to push the silveret out of the way and catching a large portion of the blast against his back, causing him to drop onto the bomber. Gokudera was in shock at the unexpected turn of events.

"You...saved... Me?" He asked quietly, not expecting an answer. The brunet heard the question as the heat began to melt away and he could think clearly once again.

"Why wouldn't I?" He asked as he managed to push himself up off of the bomber. He took notice of his tattered clothing. Well that's nice. He thought. Too busy examining himself, Tsuna didn't take notice of Gokudera's reaction until the bomber grabbed up his hands, eyes sparkling with unshed tears.

"Juudaime! I was wrong! Forgive me!" The brunet looked more than a tad unsettled.

"Um... what?" He asked, pulling his hands away from the excitable male, who immediately shifted into dogeza, his forehead pressed against the ground.

"I was trying to kill you, and you saved me anyway. You are truly a worthy boss! It is I who is unworthy to be your underling; yet I will do my best if you will have me!"

"Uh..." Tsuna managed, trying to wrap his head around the sudden 180 in Hayato's personality. The bomber seemed to take this as an affirmative and he pounced.

"Thank you Juudaime! I will do my best!" Before Tsuna could say anything to the contrary-he didn't need underlings damn it- Reborn jumped in.

"Congrats, you have your first underling." The tiny hit man said, steamrolling over any protests the brunet might have. Whatever, Tsuna would just have to be sure to set Gokudera straight later. He didn't need an underling, but he wouldn't mind having a new friend.

AN/

There you have it. I typed this out by candle light. The power went out in my house. Sorry for the super long wait. My tablet died, causing me to lose a lot of data for this story as well as my others. I was rather devastated. I lost entire chapters to the black abyss. As an apology I will tell you something interesting~ The teachers of class E's flame types!

Korosensei- Sky flame.

Bitch-sensei- Mist flame

Karasuma Sensei- Cloud flame with Lightning secondary

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'd love to see some reviews