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A/N: I have no excuse for not updating in like, literally forever. Which I am extremely sorry for! ~(T.T)~ I did write half of another chapter for this. and it was over 6, 000 words (which is a lot for me), but then I deleted it, because it didn't really match the storyline of Katekyo Hitman Reborn! It also didn't match the upbeat personality of the fanfiction and the actual KHR manga and/or anime.
So... Answering the ton of reviews I got last time (yes, 4 is a lot for me)! ~('u')~

RaNDoem- Thank you so much! Now I wish you (and everyone on fanfiction) a belated Easter! Time does fly! And Sorry for not updating, I most likely disappointed you and the other readers, and for that, I am truly sorry! It's a good thing that I didn't complete the "original" chapter 7, it would not have made you laugh, so phew! Thank you for reading!

w- I know right? You reviewed on... chapter 4... the one with the training and all. I thought that the end was kawaii too! Thank you for reading!

83- Thank you, O wise one, I present to you a new chapter. Thank you for taking the time to read this.

Ahhhh- Ehehehe... Sorry about that... I hope I brighten your day further, today at least!bI'm glad that this fanfiction is unique!Thank you for reading!

Again, I'm REALLY sorry! To all of you! It just hadn't came to my mind that Fanfiction . net readers were waiting for this update. Now, for what you've all been waiting for...

Chapter 7...

(it's not as epic as I thought I made it seem)

Disclaimer: Although I do own a tree, I do not own KHR.

Chapter 7:

Reborn Really is the Devil!

Lambo stretched from the red velvet couch. Yawning, he lazily stood up and wobbled caused from the aftereffects of slumber. He dragged his feet to the doorway and stopped. What was I doing before? Why am I in a public Library? He questioned himself looking around. Small shelves decorated the dull green walls while picture and small chapter books decorated the shelves. The kid's section? Lambo thought, Why would I be here?

Good question.

Lambo endeavored to remember what happened before only to have the memory slip away from his desperate hand. Lambo sat there for what seemed like hours, but were in fact, minutes. He attempted over and over with no avail. Lambo became frustrated. He had never have had to recall memories he was sure he never had. It terrified him. What if I did something extremely bad and had to run? Is Tsuna and the others mad at me? Is that why I ran? The only logical thing is to head back to the masion and get answers. Lambo mused.

Which he should not have done.

Gokudera Hayato did not want to be anywhere near that stupid cow. Well, he never did, save for special occasions such as the Varia ring battle. But now, and probably never would he ever be near that stupid cow. After he is murdered by Reborn, Gokudera thought of asking the head chef to make beef stew out of his remains. Gokudera knew it was a bad idea to think of that. Now he had an awful imaginary taste of human and cow meat.

He will never, ever, ever, cook that cow. Not for any sympathetic reasons such as feeling sorry for the cow, but the fact that he didn't want to stain his, Jyuudaime's, or the guardians' tongues with the bad taste of cannibalism.

Now, for his morning coffee.

Yamamoto Takeshi actually felt a little bit sorry for the cow. He had watched over him ever since he was five years old. Too bad his life had to end earlier than Yamamoto's. Well, you can't help fate, right? No use putting up a fight. Like everything else, Yamamoto laughed Lambo's suffering like it wasn't his problem. After all, he wasn't the one who spilled Reborn's espresso all over Reborn's favorite suit

Yamamoto wondered what Lambo's will was. He hoped that the remains of his body wouldn't be given to him. That would be troublesome. They would probably be given to Gokudera, who is somewhat like a brother to the cow. But at the same time, he kind of wanted to be given the body... The decisions. Cremated? Chopped up and eaten for good use? Thrown into a river? Buried? Hung on a stick? So many options! Now Yamamoto wanted to see all the ways he could dispose of Lambo's soon to be overkilled body. It seemed like fun.

Now, for his will...

Sasagawa Ryohei never really paid attention to the cow that always had that one high pitched cry and scream. He never had the EXTREME in him, so, he didn't really pay attention. Until he angered Master Pao Pao...

Boy, he HE knew that Lamborghini (It sounded something like a car brand, Ryohei remembered), was EXTREMELY dead. While he was running laps around the mansion, he saw Master Pao Pao in the wepons room. He looked like he was preparing an execution... with nuclear firepower. Well, Lamborghini has Ryohei's condolences.

Now, one thousand more laps to go... not bad...

Mukuro didn't think much of the stupid cow, other than that he was stupid. He was annoying, a crybaby, and even more annoying. He was also very stupid. Did he already mention that? No matter. Even after you say it a thousand times, it's still true. Mukuro was an inch away from proving his real heritage, cows. Seriously? How is that kid not a cow? He looks like a cow, acts like a cow, and is very stupid, like a cow! His boss banned the DNA tests, but Mukuro had deception and lying and illusions in his hand. Even though his boss would definitely have sensed it, Mukuro thinks his boss wouldn't care anymore.

Last time he was going into his lab, he saw Reborn there... Mukuro suspected that Reborn was getting DNA samples of the cow. Chrome actually wants to save the cow, but Mukuro was smart,and told her the cow is perfectly safe and it was just a rumor spread by one of the maids.

Now, back to the DNA samples...

Hibari Kyouya was a man of little words. All he knew was...

The annoying cow is going to be murdered.

The baby is coming up with a plan.

And that the weak should be disposed of.

That is all he has to say.

Now, back to teaching Hibird to calling him carnivore...

Tsunayoshi Sawada felt bad. But he thought Lambo could handle it... NOT.

Well, Yamamoto is going to want his dead body...

Now, back to paperwork...

As soon as Lambo came in the mansion...

Explosions happened.

Clothes flew everywhere.

Dinosaurs learned how to talk.

Clones of Lambo appeared out of nowhere.

Wait...

Dinosaurs are alive?

Maybe... Lambo is a direct descendant from the dinosaurs!

Boom. Genius.

A/N: So... How was? Bad? Terrible? That-was-so-terrible-that-I-never-ever-want-to-see-any-proof-of-your-existence-ever-again? Please give me creative ideas, I'm running out of creative juices... well okay then, hoped ya somewhat liked it!

Ciao!

Shadow-chan