A/N: I've been away from this account for the main reason: I lost my password. I remembered it right, wrote my other story, then repicked this up. And Summie, I'm so so so so so so sorry. If you're still there, I lover you!

After a regretful time of discussing baseball with Yamamoto, I am now officially playing my first ever real game of it in three days. Then again he thinks I was on a team for it when I lived in Canada. Oh god, what have I done?

After whining to Vitor about this dreadful situation, he just smiled and said that he thinks that 'getting close' with one of the Vongola is a great idea, so he's forcing me to watch and study Japanese baseball. So far my favorite team is Nippon Ham Fighters, and if you don't know why, please reread that name.

So, here I am peacefully studying baseball as dad does who knows what at his 'work' and I get an interrupting knock on the door. I get up to open it, and stop as soon as I see the face in the window.

Oh dear lord and Buddha and Allah, it's Yamamoto.

Oh shit. Oh shit.

"Chotto matte!(Wait a minute!)" I yell, running to the bathroom to stare at myself in the mirror.

My gosh I look terrible.

I have these sweats on with random chalky stains from god knows what on them. An all too baggy Green Day shirt with a signature from Kubo Tite on it (it was the only thing I had on me at the time) and of course it too has stains only these are from bleach (oh the irony!). To top it all off my hair's a complete mess and my breath smells like yakisoba and cola.

"Kiki-chan?" Yamamoto yells. "Daijobu? (Is everything alright?)"

"Hai!(Yes!) hai! Daijobu!(It's alright)" I say brushing my hair, "Just, just wait a minute!"

"Hai."

I brush my teeth while running up the stairs, miraculously not tripping as I rip my clothing off. Dive into my dresser hope it's possible for me to resurrect the mini-skirt era from the dead if i combine it with fishnets and a Yui t-shirt. I then run down stairs again, spit in the sink, rinse my mouth, put my hair up and open the door.

"Hey." Says Yamamoto.

I cover my drool by having my nose blast out blood.

He. Looks. So. Hot. Right. Now. Holy. Chocolate. Muffins.

He's wearing a leather jacket with nice dark denim jeans and a baseball jersey of sorts and I think I want to die, I just bled on him.

But he's so kind he just stares at me and asks in his melodic voice "Are you okay?"

And I wipe my nose invite him in and say, in the most suave voice in the history of mankind, "Yeshhhhiiiimmmafiiiine."

He then proceeds to lead me to my couch sit me down, pat my knee and say:

"Look, I may not be the most serious guy in the world and I may not be the smartest one, but if something's wrong you can tell me. The two things I love most in the world are baseball and,"

Oh my god I'm going to melt, he's gonna say 'you' then we're gonna stare deep into each other's eyes and... and.

"...and my friends." he says.

I stare at him, so, we KISSED and I'm still a friend? Dude, BAD MOVE. "I'm okay now, thanks," I say unable to look him in the eye.

Stupid men. Stupid men, stupid MEN! I mentally shoot myself. He sits beside me, and blushes. I wonder why he's blushing for a moment before he does it. He puts his arm around me and pushes my head into his chest. He begins to speak quietly, like he's embarrassed and I hate to say it but he's hard to understand. "Eego ga dekimasen, demo, ana... anata ga kiri irimashita. Nai, nai... Anata ga totemo suki."

I move my head to look up at him, and he's looking away blushing.

I say the only thing in Japanese I know how to in the situation "I don't understand."

He looks at me and blushes deeper, and then swallows hard. He replies in English with a thick yet adorable accent. "You... I really like you a lot." I blush.

"Oh." I say, and put head flat on his chest, "Yeah, I thought our kiss covered that." I wrap my arms around him and close my eyes. Momentarily things are perfect.

"...iki! Kiki! Why are you and some boy cuddled up on the couch?" I look up to see my dad, then look down to see Yamamoto's smiling sleeping face.

"Sh, Victor, you'll wake him up." I say yawning.

Victor stares at me, "Who is this?"

I shrug, "Yamamoto-kun, one of the you know what's, you said I should get close to him so..."

"I meant friendwise! Not this kind of close!"

"Oh calm down dad, not like he knows about you, 'sides, I really like him too. Please lemme date him daddy, please!"

And my ridiculous father tears up, "Kiki, you... you're calling daddy, daddy! Wah, daddy's so proud!"

I am very happy that Yamamoto didn't awake to witness my begging act on my father, which worked completely. Rendering him to a proud blubbering pile of tears and snot, that soon thankfully went and hid in my basement, well, his basement.

But when Yamamoto does wake up it's when I'm watching a baseball game, seriously, as soon as I switch to the game his eyes shoot open, he leans forward intently and watches the game.

As it turns to commercial Yamamoto turns his attention to me. "I thought you didn't watch Japanese baseball?"

I smile sheepishly, "I guess I just missed it too much, y'know?"

His smile broadens, "I'm happy I finally found someone who loves this game as much as me. I mean before I knew Tsuna baseball was everything to me. I even almost killed myself over it, but he stopped me and helped me realize that other things are important too. We're really lucky you know, to know him, he's a great guy. "

I just nod along. I have no idea what I'm going to do, I know I'm supposed to betray them, but how can I when they're this sweet? How can I when I love everyone so much? How can I when they have Yamamoto in their family? Maybe I can just be part of the Vongola forever.

I'm sure they'd understand.

I think about the mysterious De Luca family I'm supposedly a part of and look at my ring.

Yamamoto smiles down at me, and all worries are gone.

-Next day-

On the way to Tsuna's house I'm tackled by Gokudera who, after muttering about being a right hand man drags me to an alley and stares at me.

"Hey Go-chan."

"What have you done to the whole family pact? We're a family you don't date your family!"

"So you think of your 'rival' Yamamoto to be your brother as well?"

"Of course not! He's nothing compared to me, the right hand man, and Boss's favorite. I mean, he's nothing but a worthless pile of-"

I head butt him (he was holding my shoulders so it'd would have been awkward to punch him. "my boyfriend." I say, cutting him off. "Look, maybe you don't approve but I'll have you know that My parents were…" I was about to mention the De Luca family wasn't I? I trail off and look down, "My father I mean, was ecstatic to hear about… us."

Gokudera glares at me, "I don't like him, but I don't like you any more! You're new, you have this unknown ring and you're tearing the Vongola apart!"

I look down.

He's not far off.

I hate being a spy.

A/N:

Thank you to everyone who has read and favourited this story, or added it to their watchlist or even reviewed. It really means a lot there's too many to remember now and so I won't name you all sorry, but thank you very much. I'm really sorry about being gone so long and I hope to stay on top of things with time!

WARNING: IF YOU DO NOT REVIEW THIS AND MAKE ME WRITE KIKI WILL CRY.

IF YOU READ MY OTHER STORY TAMING BEAUTY'S DARKNESS YOU SHOULD KNOW I DO ALLOW OTHER PEOPLE'S CHARRIES IN. IF YOU WANT YOURS IN PLEASE SEND ME A MESSAGE WITH THE BIO.

NOTE: ALL CHARRIES ARE ADMITTED.

But remember I might not make them main characters and they can't be part of the Vongola guardians. Other families is fine.

(especially the De Luca family.)

CONTEST:

DESIGN MY VERY OWN DE LUCA BOSS :D

You need to: Design me a MALE De Luca boss, explain what YOU think their rings should look like and gimme a name and bio on him. (The bio should include his looks, age and personality) Oh and yes if you want to design a girl, he can be girly looking BUT I would prefer a not-so-girly boss.

I wish whoever participates luck! (This gonna go on for another two-three weeks, so by my chapter 14, it'll be over.)