A/N: Man, being a girl sucks sometimes; I have such mood swings before my period. I need birth control pills or something, help regulate all my icky hormones. Anyways, another chapter~! First part was kinda hard. Transitions...ew.

~Staying In and Coming Out~

Having the position of Yakuza heir being dropped on you out of the blue was tiring. After we were driven to the main compound that my grandpa lived at (and holy cow, that is one huge Japanese styled manor), I was shuffled off and separated from Tatsumi. I didn't want to, but Ryuu assured me he'd be fine, the stubborn bastard.

I was showed my room in the manor as well as introduced to the tutors that would be teaching me all there was to be a Yakuza boss. I was honestly surprised at the amount of tutors there were, it was more than just being able to fight. Besides the guys that would teach me how to fight with everything from my bare hands to swords and guns, there were guys that would teach me all the ins and outs of corporate warfare.

These dudes were fucking business sharks; they'd eat a lesser man's head off as well as drain their pockets until there was nothing left but lint.

It was their hands I was thrown to first. While Tatsumi was kicking the asses of three of my grandfather's best men, I was stuck behind a desk getting accounting and business strategies pounded into my head. Let's just say that I was not a happy camper. I groaned and flopped onto the tatami mats of my large traditional room.

I needed to get the images of numbers off of my brain. I hated numbers. I closed my eyes and decided I'd contemplate something else, anything to distract myself from the evil that was math. The nature of my flame was the first thing to pop up; what was it and what could I do with it? I wracked my brain for knowledge on what I had known about the KHR manga/anime, but frowned when I realized I only knew general information. Curse me and never having finished the anime.

What did I know?

I knew Tsuna was beat around a lot by Reborn for a while before the Varia arc started. Or wait, there was that thing with Mukuro too wasn't there? After that…was the future thing I think. All I knew about the future arc was that the bad dude was a guy called Byakuran and that he was trying to get all the rings or something? Something about a trini-set? After the future arc, there was the thing with the Simon family or something…with that cute red-haired dude Enma.

…Yep, that was all I knew. Well when it came to events anyway. I knew the general flames and stuff too. Sky, Sun, Storm, Mist, Cloud, Rain…etc. Oh! There was also those earth flames that Enma's family had, but I wasn't completely sure what all those flames were.

I rolled around on the ground in frustration and boredom before giving up on what I knew. Who cares about all that anyway, I had an awesome dark, starry…something flame. (Curse me twice for never getting far in the anime). I could use my awesome powers of space and time as well as my inherent clairvoyant powers to unlock the mysteries of reality.

And I was sure the answers to unlocking flames in other people was somewhere in there. Possibly.

Uuuughhhh!

I had too many things crammed into my brain today.

I needed chocolate. Dark chocolate.

And thus began my adventure of exploring the manor. I had been trying to find the kitchen, but this place was a maze of corridors and rooms. It didn't help that I got distracted easily and each new, interesting thing drew me further away from my original goal.

Eventually my eyes were drawn to a room with a pair of beautiful katana hanging on the wall. Oh wow, those things look so freaking cool! I practically skipped into the room as I thought up of all the cool things I could do with a pair of those. They were practically begging me to use them.

I made sure there was no one around me before I reached forward and pulled the longer one off the wall. I slid back the scabbard and my eyes seemed to sparkle back at me from the reflection in the metal. I giggled in excitement before looking around me again, just to make sure no one was watching. No one would mind if I played around with them would they? I mean, I was the young lord of the manor now, right? It wasn't like anyone could really tell me 'no', right?

Hehehe.

I put on my serious face and glared at an invisible enemy. I was a jedi, super awesome and powerful, a dark lord. I held the sword out in front of me, making voooom and shoooom noises as I swung the imaginary light saber back and forth. I slashed at my invisible enemy and cackled madly when I imaged cutting Luke Skywalker's hand off.

I stood over his imaginary body and brought a hand up to my mouth to make breathing sounds.

Kiissshhh. Kuuushhhhh.

"Luke. I am your father."

"Y-Young master…what are you doing?"

I swung my sword around with lightning speed, barely missing cutting off the poor man's nose. I stared down the sword at him, a grin on my face and my childish urge to play with swords still going strong.

"My name is Darth Vader, not young master."

He nodded hesitantly with a pale face, trying to stab his nose on the end of the sword. I swung the sword again, not really paying any mind to how long it was, and gestured to the other side.

"Grab that and play along with me."

"B-But…these are sacred swords…passed down through generations…"

"…and now I'm the young master of the new generation, so obey and role play with me."

Having nothing to say to that, the yakuza lackey, or bro, fearfully grabbed the remaining sword and held it in shaking hands. I frowned when he just stood there, unsure of what to do.

"Well, don't just stand there, draw the sword!"

He jumped and drew the short sword out of the scabbard, his quick, jerky movements causing the scabbard to go flying out of his hands. He jumped when it slammed into the wall and clattered to the ground. I made darth vader breathing sounds and circled around him slowly.

Kiiishhhh. Kuushhhh.

"Y-Young…master…?"

I flipped the sword around and hit his shoulder with the flat side of the blade. He screamed like a girl.

"Minus ten health points."

"W-What?"

"Minus ten health points; you didn't dodge or block."

I then got back into character and started chanting background music.

"Dun dun dun, dun, dun dun, dun, dun dun. Dun dun dun, dun da duuuuh dun."

"…is this…Star Wars?"

I nodded before going to hit him again. He managed to block this time.

"You have improved much, young Luke, join me on the dark side."

That seemed to draw the inner kid out of the tough looking guy and his eyes narrowed as he followed my steps as we circled each other.

"Never shall I join with you."

I have to say, play fighting with real swords was a ton of fun, especially when you were playing Jedi. We both made sound effects as we clashed swords, acting out an epic battle. But eventually it had to come to an end. I caught the sword between my arm and chest and started acting out an epic death scene.

"Ah! You got me!" I feel to my knees. "Uu, eh, ohh." I reached an arm up to the sky before falling down on the ground. "Bleh."

"Ah! Young master, I didn't hurt you did I?"

I peeked an eye open before sitting up and waving him off.

"Naw I'm good. That was fun though. Hey, do you guys have any chocolate here?"

I was led to the living room type area before being brought a really nice type of expensive chocolate. Huh, I could get used to that. As I sat there, eating my chocolate and day dreaming, I realized I had no idea where I wanted to go from here. Everything had just been thrown so out of whack that I had no idea what would affect what.

Well, I do still have to help those spirits move on…and there's that family trying to kill me…

I furrowed my brows and sprawled out on the tatami mats, nibbling on pieces of chocolate.

Okay brain, let's make a to-do list.

1…hmmm…talk with gramps about that Yokoyama family.

2…find way to kill boss of Yokoyama family.

3…after people aren't trying to kill me, help spirits move on.

4…contemplate helping Tatsumi and Ogawa gaining flames.

5…profit?

What did I want to do? I had been running around in this new life with no real goal other than to stay out of the main characters way. I hadn't realized it before, but I had always seen myself as separate from everyone else, like someone on the outside looking in. But I realized it was different now. This…this was my life. I needed to actually go out and live it.

But what did I want to do?

Maybe the real question is what happened when I died in this dimension? This wasn't my original realm, I had arrived here using only my spiritual form and found my way into my alternate self's body. Who's to say when I died I wouldn't just drift again? I shivered.

Since accidentally getting lost away from my body (did that mean my other body was dead?), I had developed a fear of trying to spirit walk again. Who's to say I wouldn't drift too far away from my body again? Would I be stuck in the black abyss permanently this time?

No…I'm not going there again.

I shook off those thoughts and focused on something I could do with this life. And then I realized it had to be fun. I was too scared in my previous life to have fun, but what kind of person would I be if I didn't take risks in my second life as well? Who's to say I wouldn't just get shot out to another alternate reality after this body died?

Ugh this is all so confusing!

Fine, I guess for now I could play Yakuza. Maybe take a note out of Yamamoto's book and just go along with the flow. Hmmm…actually…the ambitious part of me was starting to poke its head out of the dark hole it had crawled into. It was fueled by the sadistic part of me that liked to have fun. If I'm going to be a badass Yakuza boss in the future, why not be the best? Now that I think about it, what did the Mafia think they were doing showing us up on Japanese soil? The Yakuza needed to start making a name for itself as well, and not just as a group of thugs.

It could be fun having a rival like the Vongola.

I sat up in excitement, a grin stretching across my face. Actually, that could be fun, really fun. I always was competitive. And I liked to win, especially with cheating. It was time to make a name for the Gotuda clan. And we would be baaadasss. I'm gonna make it so we rival the other mafia groups. Hehehehehehe!

I blinked when I realized I was rolling around on the ground.

…maybe I had too much sugar.

I cooled down from my sugar high before I made my way to where my grandfather's office was. I really needed him to help me handle this assassin problem. I couldn't just go to school with people trying to kill me.

Well…I guess I could, but it wouldn't be ideal.

As I watched him give his underlings various orders I was reminded of a certain body that should still be rotting in the abandoned warehouse. I realized that if anyone was able to dispose of a body it would be my grandfather. He was Yakuza after all.

I walked in and conversation immediately cut off. I rolled my eyes.

"What is it? Talk quickly."

"Nice to see you too." I twitched and shifted nervously. It's not every day you ask your grandfather to get rid of a body for you. "Um…we get rid of bodies' right? …make them disappear?"

My grandfather's eyes narrowed.

"Have you killed someone?"

I shrugged and looked down at the floor.

"Just the assassin that tried to kill me last night."

My grandfather seemed surprised at that. It was most likely at the fact that I had survived.

"You survived…yet none of my trained heirs did?"

"I was lucky. Plus he dropped his gun."

I slid the gun out of the back of my pants. I was starting to become attached to it honestly; I had made my first kill with it. And it was pretty cool looking, being all sleek, black steel. Actually, now that I thought about it, I wasn't sure what kind of gun it was either.

Seeing my grandfather's hand out, I set the gun in it. He looked it over with a critical eye.

"Desert Eagle, .44 magnum. Solid black finish."

Ooooo desert eagle. That was a cool gun right? At least I think it was. He turned it over until he found what he was looking for.

"Yokoyama's signature. So it was one of their assassins."

He sent me a considering look as he handed the gun back to me. I took it back, surprised that he hadn't automatically banned me from using guns. Well, he was a Yakuza boss…and I guess I was going to be trained in how to use them.

"Which warehouse was it?"

I told him the directions and he ordered one of his guys to take a group of men to dispose of the body as well as sending a message to the Yokoyama clan. I played with my gun as he ordered guys around, aiming it at the other suits standing in the office. It was amusing watching them flinch whenever I made a 'bang' sound.

"Boss! That kid!"

I turned around and watched as some dude with a pompadour and a purple suit ran into the room. (Really? A purple suit?). He was breathing heavily. Wait, kid?! Tatsumi?!

"What is it?"

"He beat two of the guys already. Now he's gonna fight Himekawa!"

My grandfather stood up and walked around the desk with an interested look on his face.

"Oh? Let's not waste time then. I want to see this."

I followed behind my grandfather as he walked to where I assumed the sparring area was (not sure what it was called; dojo maybe?), equally, if not more, excited than him. I had memories of fighting alongside Tatsumi, but memories were weak in comparison to seeing it in real time.

(Course he kind of fell short when Hibari was attacking us, but come on, that was Hibari. Hi-ba-ri. Hibari is a nut.)

My eyes almost fell out of my face when I walked into the dojo. Tatsumi had his shirt off and beads of sweat were running down his abs. My eyes were glued to the way his muscles clenched and stretched as he fought against some dude who right now wasn't even on my radar.

I'm sure Tatsumi was having some trouble fighting the dude, he did get hit occasionally, but he never fell down and never gave up. In fact, the other dude looked just as bad. And then Tatsumi grinned manically and flipped the dude over in a violent twist, slamming him hard into the mat. He didn't get up.

Oh man, I was so turned on.

It was almost reflex how I ran over to him the moment he turned towards us and wrapped myself around him. Ryuu's hands caught my thighs as my legs wrapped around him, stumbling a bit from the force of my jump. I couldn't keep the grin from my face. He grinned as well before kissing me fiercely. My hands tangled in his hair and my legs tightened around his waist as we battled tongues. God he was so hot.

I pulled away gasping for air before staring into his heated eyes with my own hooded ones.

"You need to do me. Now."

I could feel his hands tighten on my thighs and it sent a thrill of pleasure to my already hardened erection.

And then the shock settled in.

"EHHHHHHH?!"

I blinked before realizing we weren't alone and blushed as I slid down from around Tatsumi. I stayed close to him though, I didn't want everyone to see my raging hard on. Tatsumi squeezed my hips to show he noticed. Mmmm…Tatsumi…

"What is the meaning of this Kota?"

Wait, focus! Don't lose yourself now! I cleared my throat and looked up at my bewildered grandfather. I smirked.

"What, you didn't know? This is my boyfriend, Tatsumi Ryuunosuke."

His face went from bewildered, to stupefied, to horrified in a few seconds flat.

"…a boyfriend?"

I nodded but my attention was still on Tatsumi and his bare chest…his rippling, bare chest…mmmm…

Tatsumi's chuckling brought me out of my inner mind theater and I came back to reality. I smiled up at him before leaning forward again to lightly skim my lips against his.

"Hello Mr. Bodyguard, wanna come back to my room?"

"I would love to."

His husky voice made me shiver. I grabbed his hand and led him out of the dojo, pushing the still stunned bodies out of the way. This man needed to be in my bed yesterday. Heh, he was in my bed yesterday. Hehehe. Tatsumi's voice whispered across my ear as we came to my bedroom.

"You gave you grandfather quite a shock there."

I pulled him in and slid the paper door shut behind him.

"He'll get over it I'm sure."

I pulled him with me onto the laid out futon and giggled when he brushed his lips across my shoulder. I ran my hands down his back and arched my back when he sucked on that particular spot just below my ear.

"Tatsumi…"

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!"

My eyes flew open when the door to my room slammed open Hidenori stormed into the room, arms locking around Tatsumi's neck and trying to pull him off of me. Of course I was just as stubborn and held onto Tatsumi's waist, creating a sort of tug-of-war between us, Tatsumi stuck in the middle.

"I WON'T LET MY SWEET GRANDSON BE VIOLATED!"

"Let go! If I want to have sex, then I'm gonna have sex!"

"I FORBID IT! IT'S FORBIDDEN!"

"Cho-Choking…"

"Well too late!" I said with glee. "We already did it~."

The surprise that statement caused gave Tatsumi enough time to break free from my grandfather's hold. He rolled away before sprinting out of the room. Hopefully he'd find somewhere to hide long enough for my grandfather to cool down. Who knew he would care enough to try and murder my boyfriend?

It was kind of sweet actually.

A/N: If the chap seems...all over the place, probably cause it is. My hormones were everywhere and my brain felt like it was made of rusty gears. Oh well, I pulled through!