A/N: This chapter is mostly just showing sort of how Lambo got even more attached to Nana. Then at the end, it's the beginning of a plot that will come in later (not next chapter though, that feels too soon).

Ah~ Lambo's affection for Nana is super cute. Now I want to write a seperate fic about simply the mother-son connection between these two.

Shōgakkō Year One

"Maman," Lambo said while Nana removed the six year-old's backpack.

"Yes, Lambo-chan?" She asked, placing the bag on a hook by the door and going into the kitchen to fix him his after-school snack.

"Today, something happened in school..." Lambo said quietly, looking downward.

Nana immediately noticed that Lambo wasn't happy the way he usually was all those other days when he would march in blabbing about getting more minions. "What happened?" She knelt next to him and held his face as tears ran down his cheeks.

"I'm different, Maman." He whined. "They made fun of me and called me 'gaijin.' What does that mean? They picked on me and made fun of my name, they didn't even want to be my minions anymore and they pulled my hair." He then freely let his tears fall.

"Oh, Lambo-chan," Nana pulled the boy close and stroked his head. "It's okay, they're just jealous because you stand out so much. It's alright…"

Later on, while Tsuna was talking with Gokudera and Yamamoto in his room, Nana slammed the door open.

"Eh? Mom, what's wrong?" Tsuna called out, stunned. Yamamoto and Gokudera were shocked as well.

Nana put her hands on her hips and slanted her eyebrows inward. "Tsu-kun! Did you know Lambo-chan was being picked on at school? He's being called mean names and pushed around! When you drop him off at his Elementary school tomorrow, talk to the teacher about this!" She then exited, slamming the door once more.

Gokudera scoffed, "The runt's being bothered by other kids? I'm not surprised."

"I wonder if there's some way we can help." Yamamoto said while they worked out mafia-related business on paper.

Tsuna rubbed his temples and sighed. "I think it's best if I just talk to his teacher."

Gokudera then looked down at the papers on the table in front of them that had scribbles of orders for ammo and the first drafts of a contract to be signed by a lesser family who was wreaking havoc over in Italy. That's when it hit him. They were members of the freakin' mafia trying to come up with how to stop a six year-old from getting picked on.

"Oh god, Gokudera, why did I let you talk me into this?" Tsuna murmured as they walked in a group to Lambo's school.

"What? This is a brilliant plan. Let's see kids pick on him after this."

"I'm pumped to the extreme! I'll make sure nobody messes with Lambo!"

"Haha, my bat looks weird with all this fake blood on it."

"You guys are super embarrassing. Why are you dressed like that?"

"Shh, stupid cow! Here we go!"

Then, Lambo entered the school with four 16 year-olds sluggishly following behind him. As the group passed by, kids gasped and teachers covered students' eyes.

Lambo opened the door to his classroom and several jaws dropped.

There stood Ryohei, Yamamoto, Gokudera, and even Tsuna with open gakuran jackets to reveal T-shirts slathered in dirty words in English or bandages around their stomachs. Tsuna had a bandana on along with a chain on his pants. Gokudera's hair was in a ponytail and his signature cigarette handing out his mouth. Though unable to take off his usual smile, Yamamoto carried a bloody bat and had blood smeared or splashed onto his clothing. Ryohei wore his signature bandage on his nose along with several on his face and wrapped around his hands. His face was scary enough as well.

"Hello," Tsuna said kindly to the teacher, nervous about the impression he might give her for being dressed that way with the company of the other "delinquents." "I was just dropping off Lambo, but also he's been complaining about some of the other children picking on him. I just wanted to make sure that you'd try and help him make friends."

The three teens standing behind him all glared simultaneously at the teacher making her nod with all her might. Then just for good measure, they also sent the classroom an evil look.

"Okay then, thank you." Tsuna said to the teacher, bowing and turning to his friends. "Let's go to school you guys."

Yamamoto grinned. "But we might want to change first." He then looked to Lambo. "Bye, lambo, see you later!"

Ryohei waved to the child. "Be good!" He roared.

"Remember," Gokudera warned. "Friends are friends, not minions. Or at least that's what Tsuna's mama told me to tell you."

Tsuna chuckled nervously before pushing his companions of the class. "Have a nice day, Lambo!"

Lambo waved back at them while shouting, "Bye Tsu-nii! Bye, Goku-nii! Bye, Ryo-chan! Bye, Yamamocchan!"

The thought that ran through each occupant of the room was, 'Yamamocchan?'

And it worked. Lambo wasn't teased for the rest of the year.

Shōgakkō Year Three

Lambo busted into the house, crying. "Maman! Maman!" He called out.

In an instant, Nana was to the babe's side, wiping his tears and asking, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Today, in school," Lambo began. "Some boy called me a girl and pushed me into the dirt! He said I was no good because I was stupid and ugly and mean! Waah!"

"Oh, Lambo," Nana cooed. "You're none of things. You're a smart, handsome boy who may come off as cowardly, but is very nice."

"Really?" Lambo asked, looking into Nana's truthful eyes and at her genuine smile.

"Really." She said firmly.

Lambo sniffled and rubbed at his nose with his sleeve. "Then why would that boy say all those nasty things?"

"He's just jealous because you stand out so much!"

Shōgakkō Year Four

"Maman!" Lambo cried as soon as stepping through the door. "The teacher scolded me today! She said I wasn't good at making friends and needed to play nicer, but I am trying really hard to get along with everyone and make them my servants!"

"Lambo-chan, friends are friends, not minions." Nana said as she got out some mini-éclairs from the refrigerator. "You shouldn't want them to serve you, but play with you."

"Aren't they basically the same thing?" Lambo said while hoisting himself into a seat and reaching for the box of éclairs as Nana set them down on the table.

"No, silly! You must remember to be kind and trusting to make friends otherwise, you're a tyrant. But you must really stand out if you're catching your instructor's attention too!" She said, squeezing his nose and watching squirm.

After his little nose was freed, Lambo popped an éclair into his mouth and stared at Nana.

"What's wrong, Lambo-chan?" Nana asked.

Lambo hurriedly chewed and swallowed the sweet then said, "You're very pretty, Maman."

Nana giggled and pat the boy on the head. "Oh, you're quite the charmer, Lambo-chan!"

Shōgakkō Beginning of Year Six

"Maman, Maman!" Lambo bawled as he leapt into the woman's arms. "I couldn't stop thinking about you the whole day! How is your cold?"

"I'm better, Lambo-chan. Don't worry about me!" Nana said, squeezing the boy. "You're such a nice child."

"Maman…?" Lambo said, teary-eyed. "Are you okay?"

She released her hold on the boy and sat him down at the table. "Lambo-chan, what would you do if Maman went away for a while?"

"What… what do you mean?" Lambo stuttered, eyes wide and fear rising in his heart.

"Maman was talking to Papa and they were discussing moving…" Nana said as softly as possible, but no matter how gentle the voice, the sentence still would've thrust the boy into a state of pure anxiety.

"Maman… wants to leave me…?" Lambo mumbled, backing away from Nana as though afraid of her cold.

"Never, Lambo-chan!" Nana shouted, reaching out for the boy. "Mama would never want to leave you. Mama loves you, Lambo…"

"Liar! You're just like Lambo's old Mama and Papa! You don't care about me at all!" Lambo quickly threw off his backpack and dashed up the stairs, locking himself in Tsuna's old room.

"Lambo!" Nana called out.

"Mom…?" Tsuna asked as he came in through the door. "You appear worried. Everything okay?"

Nana's eyes casted downwards. "I… told Lambo."

Tsuna sighed. "Something tells me he didn't take it well?"

Nana's lip quivered and her hands clenched together. Her glossed over orbs told Tsuna that his mother was on the brink of weeping, so he decided to take matters into his own hands.

He trotted up the stairs and went to the door of his old room then knocked. "Lambo?" He said. Inside the room, he could only hear crying. "Lambo!" He called out one more time. The sobs quieted a bit. "Are you listening?" There was no reply. "Look, Lambo, Mom and Dad have been talking about this for a while and we've all realized it's for the best if they moved to Italy, but you have to stay here for your education. I understand you're upset. I mean, even at my age, it's kind of hard to see them go so far away, but I have to be an adult about it and though I think it's a hard thing to ask of someone your age, please be an adult about this as well. You'll be able to visit Mom plenty and you'll even get to stay with one of your brothers or sisters…"

For a long time there was nothing but silence, then –just as Tsuna was going to give up for the day- the door clicked open and Lambo poked his head out. "Can I stay with you, Aniki?"

"We'll see," Tsuna said with a gentle smile. "We're still deliberating it."

"And I get to visit Maman lots?"

"Yep. Lots and lots."

"…Fine. Then I approve."

Tsuna laughed, thinking, 'We weren't looking for your approval as much as your acceptance…'

When Lambo came out, holding Tsuna's hand, he looked Nana in the eyes and said, "Be very careful in Italy, Maman! Don't get into any trouble! You'll make a bunch of friends if you're kind and trusting. Just because you'll be a foreigner, don't let anyone make fun of you! And whatever you do, don't stand out too much! It only gives you a million and one problems!"

Chūgakkō Beginning of Year One

After that, Lambo did a lot of growing up…

"Hey, Goku-nii," Lambo droned from the kitchen of Haru and Gokudera's home. "I've been meaning to ask you something."

"What?"

"Recently, I was confessed to," Lambo said while reaching for the cabinet containing the bars of San Carlo's capriccio.

"Oh?" Gokudera asked from the sofa while lighting a cigarette. "How'd it go? Did you tell her yes?" his tone sounded only semi-interested.

Lambo's face became strained and he paused in his quest to get the capriccio. "That's the thing. It was boy and he said he wanted to have sex with me."

Gokudera blundered, his cigarette falling out and his jaw hanging wide.

"But," Lambo continued, recalling his mission and once again, jumping to get to the cupboard. "I rejected him and told him I didn't even know how two guys would do it. Then I had an epiphany." He placed his hands face down on the counter and hoisted himself up. Standing on the clean, beautiful marble, Lambo opened the cabinet and pulled out the treat, happily licking his lips with excitement. He hopped back to the floor and peeled the wrapper from his sweet. "I don't even know how to do it with a girl. Could you tell me, Aniki, so that when a girl asks me to plow her, I'll know how?"

Gokudera's face turned white. He wanted to say so many things (Where did you learn those words? A guy said he wanted to have sex with you? In your grade? Where did he learn those words? How should I explain any of this?), but he wasn't sure where to start, so he did what a parent would do.

"Haru!" Gokudera yelled. And a parent would have their significant other take over in order to give themselves time to recover from the shock.

And years later, without him knowing, an important mission and even was brewing for Lambo...

Present Day Vongola Base

Tsuna was inattentively typing up a message on his laptop when his phone obnoxiously rang. He groaned before looking at the clock that rested on the edge of his desk. 2:47 A.M. Blinked in bright red letters as though saying, "Why the hell aren't you asleep?"

Losing his wits, he answered the clock. "I don't know. There's so much work and now this goddamned phone…"

He knew he had to pick it up. Staring at it was just a challenge for him. He was daring himself not to answer it, but in the end the irritating ringing always got its way.

"Hello?"

"Boss! Boss! We found'im! We found'im!"

"You did?" Tsuna shouted excitedly, all his energy coming back to him with this good news.

"Yeah, yeah! We're walkin'im back to HQ now, but uh…"

"…But what? …Wait, why are you walking? What happened to the Jeeps?"

"Yeah, well, that's the thing…" In the background an explosion was heard along with some gunshots and screaming. "He's… pretty pissed."

Tsuna's jaw dropped. "Oh dear God," he muttered. "What happened?"

"You see—"

"Is that Tsuna?" A familiar voice hissed from the background.

"It is, but I'm talkin' to'im right now."

"Shut up. Give me the phone." There was then crackling and the sounds of punches being thrown. "Tsuna, you bastard." The voice said coolly, but with a stringent scornful tone.

"Where have you been? Not only have we been worried sick about you, but I have a stack of missions that need you to complete!"

"Calm down, calm down, Vongola tenth. I got a little sidetracked during my last task." Tsuna could hear subordinates yelling, "Get down, it's gonna blow!" Then more blasts and bangs. The voice scoffed, "Well, that one was a bit late. Hey, I'm pretty angry about this bounty thing, y'know. You didn't have to send a search party out for me. I called you just a month ago, 'member?"

"You didn't tell me anything! All you said was, 'I'm good. Might be back in a few months!' I have assignments for you that aren't going to wait a few months!"

"Hey, Anastasio! Duck! That Jeep's gonna be completely obliterated in about 5… 4… 3… 2…"

Boom! "Waaaaugh!"

"1. Heh heh. Now what were you saying, Tsuna?"

"Urgh, just get over here!" Tsuna roared before slamming the phone down onto the receiver and putting his head into his hands. He let out a long screech of pure aggravation.

Only about a minute or so later, several burnt subordinates with crispy skin, scalded scalps, and scorched suits were tossed into Tsuna's office. They were all groaning and complaining, though very much alive. After them, a tall, lean figure strode in, donned in a black suit and hat which had a yellow rim. He rubbed his hands together to clean them of dust and dirt.

"Well, that's all of them. So, what did you need?"

"I'm getting tired of this. I send you to do one thing and you always come back late after going missing for long periods of time! You need a leash!" Tsuna growled, trying to hide his irritation which was usually easy since he was kind and had plenty of patience for people, but now he was becoming fed up. "In fact, this is the last straw!" He tossed a paper in front of the man. "Finish that job and return here promptly. If you are unable to do this, your responsibilities will be demoted to the errands of subordinates, got it? I'll make sure that you'll be stuck here at headquarters 24/7!"

The man scowled, face hidden in the shadow of the brim of his hat. "Trying to tie me down, eh?" He mumbled, grabbing the paper that had his mission written on it. He then made his way for the door.

Tsuna demanded for him to stop and he did so. "Are you going to do it? Will you be back on time," He looked at the man solemnly. "Reborn?"

Reborn chuckled and said, "Who knows?" Then in a flash, he was off. Never to be seen again. I'm kidding. He'll be back.

The parts involving Reborn are gonna be fun (they're going to include Nana as well... you'll see, it'll make sense). No idea what I'll do next chapter. Give me some ideas. I want to write one or two more chaps before starting this thing w/Reborn.