A/N: Yo, wassup, reader? This chapter is just a series of unrelated sorts showing the relationship between 15 year-old Lambo and other characters. My favorite ones are Yamamoto's, Gokudera's, Hana's, Ryohei's, and Iemitsu's. And Shamal's which references to some stuff that's going to be discussed later lol xD

I thought of doing one for Varia and Mukuro/Chrome, but I couldn't come up with any reason for them to be in contact with Lambo. But I think the idea of Bel and Lambo meeting and their brattiness clashing is hilarious. And the title of this chapter is in reference to the series Yotsubato by Kazuhiko Azuma. =D

More term stuff: Waka = kind of like young master or something. Aniki = big brother or a way to refer to your superior when in the yakuza. Aneki = big sister.

Gokudera

A long sting of smoke curled into the air. It was enticing, the deadly gas twisting gracefully almost making it hard to believe that such a soft air could kill. Smoking wasn't something Lambo always thought was cool, he saw it as something you had to pull off. The person had to make it look cool, which meant that that was just a cool person despite the despicable act. And Gokudera made it look cool.

With his hair in ponytail, Gokudera lazed around on the patio with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth and the first few buttons of his shirt undone.

"Ah, on April days like this, staying outside feels pretty good." Gokudera said languidly. "I just want to stay like this all day."

Lambo coughed. Gokudera's eyes went half-lidded. He put his cigarette out and looked at Lambo, who blinked back at him before clearing his throat.

"Sorry." was all the silver-haired man managed to say.

Yamamoto

With his usual smile spread across his face, Yamamoto sat in silence. His head rested against the wall as he sat on the sofa. His closed eyes opened and he could see it. His sword, leaning against a far off wall. He had been training with it earlier and must've been too lazy to put it away. His thoughts then went to the Shigure Souen Style, the doomed sword forms. He felt guilty for not having someone to pass it on to, but something in him felt that one day, a worthy successor would surely come along.

"Hey, Take-nii," Lambo said, picking up Yamamoto's sword. "Want me to put this away for you?"

Yamamoto stared at Lambo for a long time making the boy feel uneasy.
"No way." Yamamoto told himself, laughing. "It'd never happen."

Lambo raised an eyebrow. "Wh-What?"

Tsuna

"Aniki," Lambo whined, laying on Tsuna's desk.

"Get off of there." Tsuna commanded. "You're messing everything up."

"Aniki," Lambo moaned, hitting his head against the wall.

"Don't do that. You'll damage your brain further."

"Aniki," Lambo threw himself onto a bookcase that covered one of the office walls.

"What are you doing in here?" Tsuna finally asked. "And I told you to stop calling me that."

"Goodness, Fine. Vongola~"

"Stop it!" Tsuna said, blushing. "Don't say that either, they both sound so mafia-like…"

"…That's 'cause we're in the mafia, Vongola Aniki."

"Stop!"

Lambo laughed and sat in Tsuna's spinning chair while the man arranged the books that had fallen when Lambo tossed himself onto them. "You know, Tsuna-nii," Lambo said coolly. "I call you Aniki not just because you're my superior."

Tsuna turned to him with startled eyes. "Lambo, you…"

"I'll never call you that again, Vongola." Lambo said with a straight face. "Hey~ when I get older, can I have the Famiglia?"

A vein pulsed on Tsuna's head. "What are you doing in here?"

Hibari

Hibari stretched and yawned, considering whether or not to go looking for situations where he could impose his ideas of justice onto the innocent.

"Chairman-san!" A teacher said, dragging Lambo in principal's office by the ear. "This boy here is becoming intolerable! Please do something about this!"

Lambo pulled the guy's hands away from him. "Gross~ Don't touch me you grimy old man…"

His eyes fell on Hibari, draining his body of all its color. "W-wait, teach, I'm sorry I said all those things, just please don't leave me here for him to deal with me! I'm not a fan of pain!"

The instructor merely smirked before disappearing out of the large, but incredibly dark office. Lambo gulped, his feet suddenly feeling like 100-ton weights. He couldn't stop shivering as he watched a sick smile slowly creep across the principal's face.

Fuuta & I-Pin

"You can do it, Lambo!" Fuuta cheered from the sidelines as Lambo tucked and rolled away from an attack.

I-Pin leapt into the air and performed a masterful spinning kick. Lambo bent back, just barely avoiding it. He pulled three grenades from the inside of his shirt, having learned how to hide grenades in the same style Gokudera figured out to hide dynamite. He rolled them on the ground towards the flipping and kicking girl. She chuckled when she hopped away from them only to see that they didn't go off. During this short time of amusement, Lambo saw the opening and attacked. His fist surged forward, but I-Pin easily pushed it out the way. Again this happened. Again. Again. Again. I-Pin pushed his fist out of the way, but then was granted the chance to grab the boy's wrist. She clenched onto it and spun, swinging him over her shoulder and to the ground. He let out a cry of pain then rolled away from his opponent, smearing away the blood on his lips.

"Go, I-Pin!" Fuuta called out, rooting for both, though he noticeably made more encouraging exclaims to Lambo.

Lambo exhaled deeply, then charged towards I-Pin. The girl crossed her arms defensively, preparing for a hit from his fists, head, or feet. But as he rushed towards her, he pulled out his horns and prepared with thunder set. I-Pin gasped and, knowing what was coming next, back-flipped away, repeatedly doing so until she skid to a stop when Lambo was out of range to hit her with the Elettrico Cornata. Her face scrunched up when she realized he hadn't begun to use it and didn't seem like he was actually planning on doing so, that's when she spotted the smirk on his face. I-Pin tensed, looking to her feet. There were the grenades that didn't go off earlier! He had tricked her to force her to return to that spot. She tried to jump away, but they "went off." A series of confetti and strings popped out from the small weapons making I-Pin groan.

"Hah!" Lambo jeered. "If this were a real battle, you'd be dead! I win!"

Fuuta clapped. "That's the Vongola's Lightning Guardian for you!"

I-Pin crossed her arms. "Oh please, Lambo! I was going easy on you because I didn't want to kill you!"

"Yeah, right!" Lambo laughed.

"Yeah, I am right! Think about it. Back there when I took your wrist and flipped you, I could've easily used the Haisangen on you but I didn't 'cause it'd kill you!"

Lambo put a finger to his mouth and looked back on the sparring. "Goodness… you are right. Oops."

Fuuta chuckled. "Don't worry, Lambo, you'll get better."

Lambo nodded. "Right!" He looked to the sky. "I'll become even more worthy of my title!"

Collonello & Lal Mirch

Standing with a map in each of their hands was a man a woman that Lambo vaguely knew. The woman had blue hair and a scar on her face and the man had blond hair and an eagle perched on his shoulder.

'Collonello of the Acrobaleno and Lal Mirch, the ex-Acrobaleno. What are they doing?' He asked himself, peeking at them from behind a corner of the Vongola headquarters.

Lal Mirch heard a noise that made her turn in Lambo's direction, spotting him immediately.

"Look," She said. "It's the Lightning Guardian."

"Really, hey?" Collonello said, peeping at the spying Lambo who just recognized he had been caught. "Come here, hey." The blond demanded.

Nervously, Lambo approached them, disliking the height difference. "Wh-what is it?"

"We're not used to this base, because usually we're at that one in Italy, hey. It's to the point where we have to bring a map with us, but we still can't find this place, hey. And hurry. It's an emergency, hey." Collonello said.

"An emergency?" Lambo yelled. "Really? What kind? Can I help?"

Lal Mirch punched him on the top of his head. "Shut it! Just tell us where this place is!"

Lambo rubbed his injury. "Tol…erate… I just wanted to stop an attack on the family or something!"

"Huh?" Collonello muttered. "Oh, it's nothing like that, hey. We just need to find the bathroom because Lal is on her per—" He was hit mid-sentence.

Lambo's face turned just as red as Lal's did. "You're saying too much, you idiot!" She shouted at Collonello while shoving the map in Lambo's face. "Now show us where it is!"

Lambo nodded and began leading the hurt Collonello and flustered Lal to the women's restroom.

Dino

"Hello, Dino-san," Lambo said as he was making his way to the gates of his school. "What are you doing here?"

Dino smiled and waved at him. "I was here to pick up Kyoya. I'll be in Japan for a little while so we were planning going somewhere tonight."

Lambo blinked. "I can't believe you actually hang out with Hibari-san. Just being in the same room with him is difficult for me."

Dino laughed lightly. "Yeah, it is for most people, but I think I might be special."

Lambo gazed up at Dino for a few moments making the man ask if something was on his face. Lambo shook his head. "No, it's not that. It's just... you're very amazing Dino-san. You choose to be around a menace like Hibari-san, you run a huge mafia family very efficiently while rarely being thrown off-beat, and you do well in battle. Not to mention, you're super nice and people love you. You just sort of… shine."

"I do?" Dino asked almost modestly (almost). In that single second, Lambo felt like an unbearable brightness was gleaming from Dino's core, lighting up the whole area. Passersby glanced at them, possibly seeing the same brilliant glow.

"Goodness!" Lambo exclaimed. "You are tremendously amazing, Aniki!"

"Eh? Aniki?"

"I look up to you! I want to be like you when I get as old as you!"

"Hey…"

"You're a true idol!"

"Idiot!" Hibari snarled, tapping Lambo harshly on the head. Lambo grimaced and softly glared at the raven-haired man. Hibari stood next to Dino and pointed at the blond. "This guy is no role model."

"Hey, Kyoya!" Dino shouted earning a hit from Hibari.

"He's stupid," Hibari said. "And a loudmouth and shameful and perverted and frustrating and really easy to hate. His sense of justice is warped and he never does as he's told. If I see that you start acting like him, I'll beat you to a pulp and make you regret ever holding him in high regard."

"How mean!" Dino complained. He pat Lambo's shoulder. "You know none of that's true, right, Lambo-kun?"

Lambo looked at Dino's dazzling features then to Hibari's angry, gloomy ones and back and forth and back and forth and back and…!

He stepped away, so that his back was facing the two. "I don't want to answer!" He shrieked, bounding off.

"You scared him for no reason." Dino sighed.

"I didn't like the way he was looking at you." Hibari stated honestly.

"He's a kid." Dino said.

Hibari scoffed and looked to the ground. "Yeah, but I still…" his voice trailed off.

Dino reached to hug Hibari, but was smacked in the jaw.

"Students are still here. Do you seriously think I'll allow you to touch me?" The ruthless principal barked.

Ryohei

Lambo cracked his knuckles as he sat cross-legged on the screened patio's sofa. April was so peaceful. He laid down on the elegant outdoor couch. It only took the slight sound of the quiet rustling trees. It wasn't wind. Something was out there. Within a flash it was inside.

Lambo sat up, narrowly escaping the punch that left a hole through the furniture. Ryohei pulled his hand out of the sofa and grinned. "Extremely good job!" he roared. "You were able to avoid it! It was probably because I accidentally made a bit of noise out there."

The next attack had less warning, but Lambo was able to jump out of the way more easily since he could now see his challenger.

Ryohei hissed. "Oh, that reaction could've been faster!" He swiped his hand down, aiming to elbow Lambo in the stomach. Lambo side-stepped the strike and slammed his foot into a glass table on the porch, then ducked and picked up a piece of the broken glass.

Ryohei projected a punch Lambo's face, but Lambo pushed the assault away using the flat side of his new weapon, then put it to Ryohei's throat. They froze in that position, sweat leaking down Ryohei's face. He slowly pulled back, then slapped Lambo hard on the back repetitively.

"You did well yet again, so next time, I'll go even harder on ya, okay?"

Lambo groaned. "No, Ryo-chan! Please no more of these 'Extreme Training Pop Quizzes' or whatever you call your random attacks! They're very troubling!"

"As the youngest Guardian, Lambo, you need to become adept at being alert and staying on your toes! Enemies will frequently come after you, seeing you as the weakest, but we'll show'em that you're not! You'll be our equivalent!" Ryohei said proudly. "You're a kid, but you should, no, are required to have the strength of us adults!"

Lambo mouthed most of the words of Ryohei's lecture, having heard it every other week or so. "Sure, sure, whatever! But you're paying for the furniture!"

"Shit! We extremely destroyed it!"

Hana

Tea with Hana always seemed to calm Lambo down. She was a mature adult with lots of truthful things to say. She sometimes gave him advice and sometimes scolded him when he did something wrong. The woman didn't have a very motherly feel to her, but it wasn't quite a friendly one either. She was kind of like an insightful… aunt.

"Aneki," Lambo said, sipping at his tea thoughtfully. "Ryo-chan is so loud and brutish, how did you end up with him?"

Hana looked up, thinking, then back into her cup, taking a sip and ignoring Lambo's question completely.

"H-hey…" He murmured, realizing that that must be how she reacted to embarrassing questions.

"Did I ever tell you," Hana began. "that you remind of someone I liked a very long time ago?"

Lambo recalled such a thing and said, "Yes, you did. Now, you're not going to chase me around and throw poisonous food at me, are you?"

Hana raised an eyebrow. "No. What kind of weird question is that?"

Lambo's own face twisted with confusion. "I don't know. I have some vague strange memory of something like that happening to me…"

Hana frowned. "Sometimes I wonder what those guys are exposing you to…"

Shouichi, Spanner, & Giannini

"Shouichi, pass me that wrench, will you?" Spanner asked while slaving over some new machine. Shouichi nodded and handed it to him while looking over the blue prints for that machine. Giannini stroked his forehead with the back of his hand while slaving over the blue prints for the next new machine. After the issue with Millefiore, when Tsuna came back to the past and took his place of boss of the Vongola, he met Shouichi while trying to fix his bike. They became friends and Shouichi eventually chose to join the Vongola. Not too long after his meeting with Shouichi, Tsuna was reminded of a certain lollipop-sucking mechanic who he'd met in a non-existent future. He then went looking for Spanner, wishing for the friend that he's technically never met. When he found the man, who Shouichi had conveniently knew through University, Reborn recruited him by tempting the mechanic with the tools to create any machine he wanted. Of course, Spanner accepted.

Lambo busted open the door to the mechanics' workplace. "Yo!" He hollered brazenly. "Even though I don't really use it anymore, I noticed that something's wrong with the Ten Year Bazooka. Fix it." He tossed the weapon onto the ground in front of them.

"How rude." Spanner retorted.

"That's not how you ask for something, waka." Shouichi said.

"You need to learn how to be more polite." Giannini told the pouting teen.

"Whatever. Will you repair it or not?"

All three mechanics felt the sweat dripping from their chins. The Ten Year Bazooka, an interesting piece of machinery that caused a lot of things without them fully knowing the extent of their missing experiences with the Vongola. They shook with anticipation just by looking at the item. What a mystery.

They all drooped their heads. "F-Fine!"

Spanner grabbed the Ten Year Bazooka. "Let's put our current project on pause and work on this, I'm really curious!"

Shouichi took the weapon. "Apparently, I used this technology to help Tsuna-san save the world. Maybe I'll have some bizarre recollection of how it works."

Giannini grabbed the bazooka from the other man. "Wait! I want to see it first! Last time I tried modifying this, I really messed up! To gain my honor back I must try again!"

A fire ignited within the three, all giving each other evil looks.

Lambo crept towards the door. "All right, I leave it to you robot-junky nerds! See ya!"

Kyoko & Bianchi

"Lambo," Bianchi said. "Lately, you've growing into a fine young man… with a face that I just so happen to hate."

"Uh," Lambo muttered. "Th-thanks?"

"Where do you want to go shopping today, Lambo-kun?" Kyoko asked, her warm smile erasing away Bianchi's ice-cold comments.

Lambo felt like basking in the warmth. "Kind of reminds me of Maman…"

"Hurry it up," Bianchi barked. "Where will it be?"

"Armani~"

Bianchi knocked him on the back of his head. "Spoiled brat! Always getting whatever you want!"

"Bianchi-nee, I've noticed that your hostility towards me has become erratic." Lambo said looking up at her with shimmering eyes, reminding her of the pathetic Lambo that used to chase 'tail-head' around screaming "Broccoli Monster! Broccoli Monster!"

She teared up as she hugged him. "I'm so sorry, Lambo-chan!"

Lambo's eye twitched. "And your kindness towards me as well has become…"

"Then let's go." Kyoko said, taking Lambo's hand. Her face was bright as she said, "We'll get you some nice clothes, okay, Lambo-chan?"

Lambo's heart melted.

"You have to cut that hair, Lambo-chan."

"Did you take a bath, Lambo-chan? You're dirty!"

"And promise to visit me in Italy plenty, okay, Lambo-chan?"

"Yes, Kyoko-chan!" Lambo said excitedly while thinking, 'It's like having my own little piece of Maman right here!'

Dr. Shamal

In the next room, I-Pin was being treated for minor injuries she suffered at a training session with Lambo.

Lambo nervously tapped his fingers on a nearby coffee table.

"She'll be better in a moment." Dr. Shamal said, coming through the doors of the room and removing some latex gloves to throw them away. He looked up and down Lambo who had his own fair amount of cuts and bruises. "You're a very pretty boy. Not pretty enough to make me think you're a girl and heal you, but pretty nonetheless."

Lambo's face creased at this remark. "What an odd thing to say!"

Shamal laughed. "I agree, but it is also the truth!" He sat next to Lambo making the boy shift uncomfortably. "Hey, hey…" The scruffy man whispered. "You must have a girlfriend, right?"

Images of Fuuta flashed through Lambo's mind making his whole body glow red. "Uh… yeah."

"Is it…?" Shamal motioned to the room, indicating he was talking about I-Pin.

Lambo shook his head. "N-No…"

Shamal pat the curly-haired boy on the back again. "A guy as good-looking as you! I've bet you've gone far with your girl, huh?"

Images of his moments of intimacy with Fuuta flashed through Lambo's mind making the red deepen. "W-Well, I mean, w-we haven't done that yet, but…"

"See! I knew it!" Shamal said smugly. "But what about your exes? I bet you're not a virgin!"

"So, what if I'm not?" Lambo blurted angrily, immediately covering his mouth right after he spoke. "No, I didn't mean to…"

Shamal's eyes softened and gestured for the boy to calm down. "It's okay. I won't tell anyone."

Lambo hesitantly unruffled himself and relaxed a bit.

"Your birthday is coming up, isn't it?" Shamal asked.

"Yes." Lambo answered solemnly, still recovering from unintentionally revealing a secret. "Next month."

"You and you're girlfriend are saving it for then, aren't you?"

"W-Wah! How did you know?" Lambo asked, nearly falling out of his chair from disbelief.

"I'm just good at this type of stuff." Shamal said with a grin and a shine in his eyes. Lambo felt sickened.

I-Pin then came out of the room that she was healing in. "I'm done, Uncle. Thank you very much."

Shamal bowed to her. "Of course, I-Pin-chan! Anything for you! Come back absolutely any time you want!" He blew her kiss making her flinch.

Lambo grumbled, "I don't know whether to feel disgust, pity, or admiration towards his persistence…"

The two teens were waving goodbye and walking out the door when Shamal suddenly pulled Lambo back and whispered in his ear, "Oh, an make sure your 'girlfriend' wears a condom 'cause I'm not checking them for any diseases there!"

Lambo fainted.

Kusakabe, Mochida, & members of CEDEF (Basil & Oregano)

"Eh? It's Tetsu-chan and some CEDEF." Lambo noted, stopping in the hall of the base, finding it strange to see Kusakabe, Mochida, Basil, and Oregano all chatting.

"The Lightning Guardian." Kusakabe said. "What's up?"

"Nothing really. What are you guys discussing?" Lambo asked curiously.

The group all looked to each other and smiled.

"Nothing." Basil said innocently.

"Are you excited about your birthday, Lambo-san?" Oregano asked politely.

Lambo dug into his ear. "Huh? Yeah, I guess."

"Waka, you are acting very rude." Mochida growled. "I must ask you to cease with this behavior."

Lambo flicked his picked ear wax in Mochida's direction. "Pfft! What makes you think you have the right to tell me what to do?"

Kusakabe had to hold Mochida back from attacking the boy.

"Oh yeah~" Lambo said as though recalling something important. "Basil-chan, would you get me something to drink? Preferably something milk-based like coffee or a latte."

"Yes, Lambo-dono!" Basil ran off on a hunt for something to quench Lambo's thirst.

"Hey!" Mochida shouted. "Don't treat Basil-kun as your slave!"

"I didn't." Lambo said, marking an X on his heart. "I never do. I swear. It just so happens that I tell him to do stuff and he does it."

"This runt…" Mochida said through grit teeth.

Lambo then turned around, silencing the group that had been gossiping earlier. A large bruise could be seen on the visible part his neck. The discoloration clearly led down his back. "Well, I'm off." He said. "I need to do more training. I'm not strong enough yet. Tell Basil to bring my drink to the training room." He stretched, bones cracking and an old wound reopening causing blood to leak from his sleeves. Afraid of making the others worry, he covered it with his other hand and ran off. But they saw.

Later on that day, Oregano, Basil, Mochida, and Kusakabe all brought Lambo several drinks.

Iemitsu

Lambo lied on his bed, mind rewinding time back to when he would spend every happy day with Nana and Iemitsu. His cell phone rang and within a split second he answered it.

"Hello?"

"Lambo-chan? It's Papa."

"Papa?" Lambo exclaimed. "Really? Why are you calling me?"

"I knew your birthday was coming up and just wanted to hear your voice."

"Papa… I'm so happy. I miss you guys a lot. People don't let me do anything around here!"

"Ah, I'll have to talk to everyone about that then, haha!"

"Seriously! I saw this cute Japanese imperial pistol from like 1934 and Hato-nii didn't let me get it 'cause he said it'd just end up as trash like everything else on my floor! I know you would've gotten it for me, Papa!"

"Yeah! How dare that Gokudera! You might never see that gun again!"

"Exactly! Ugh, I want to go back to Italy and to visit Germany with you again."

"L-Lambo-chan…!" If Iemistu could've, he would've hugged Lambo. "Papa misses you! He's got to go, but tell Tsuna and Basil hello for him, okay?"

"Okay, Papa-chan. Bye."

"Bye, oh, and Lambo-chan! I shouldn't tell you this, but I wanted to let you know that you'll definitely love your birthday present!"

"Hm?" but Iemitsu had already hung up. "My birthday present… what could it be?"

(Foreboding) Omake: Reborn's Mission

His bloody orbs looked as though they would pop out of their sockets in the skull. Reborn laughed a little, trying to hold it in.

"Tsuna's going to be pissed that I killed so many, but my instinct as an assassin came out when you all rushed me like that." Finally, after tightening his grip on the man's throat just right, the person in his grasp went limp, becoming a corpse. His fierce eyes cut across the room, piercing through a shivering figure on the floor. He dropped the body and strode to the scared sack of flesh attempting to crawl from him.

"Oh." He said straight-forwardly. "You're the one I was originally meant to get rid of." He squatted down so that his victim could see all of his blood soaked face other than the parts shadowed by his hat. "You see, my boss sent me out to whack you, because your little group here has murdered a lot of innocent people since as a new mafia group, you've made a lot of dumb mistakes. It's been causing tons of chaos in our underground world. Now see, I wasn't supposed to knock off as many of your buddies as I did. Sorry. But it doesn't really matter since you'll be joining them."

The victim could feel their blood turn cold as the barrel of the gun stared him right in the face.

Reborn smirked. "Die."

Then a scream and a bang. And it began.

All the cogs are set in motion. Next chapter, it begins. (Oh, and review please :D)