Kay got this one out, it's a pretty funny one to make up with all the drama and gloomy stuff from the last one. Hope you like!

Gokudera stopped breathing for a moment as he was starring at the woman who gave birth to him. Well not him him, but the other AU!him. But there were still the same woman. It was something the bomber did not expected, even with all the crazy shit that already happened today. Questions were buzzing in his head like a swarm of bees. Was his mom not ailed by that untreatable disease in this dimension? What about his dad? Where did this put Bianchi? Where did this put him?

"Hayato are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost," the woman who blessed him with most of his looks smiled. Oh the irony of it all! She says that particular phrase at this particular time. The bomber would have chuckled if he wasn't getting over his shock.

"One could say that. . ." he said dragging out the four worded sentence, walking up to the slightly taller woman he examined her making sure that she was real deal. His emerald orbs never left her, in fear that she might disappear if he did. He didn't know if he should tell her about the parallel worlds and that in his world, she's dead. Man, this was getting very awkward, very quickly. Like, what could he say? "Hi mom, I'm not your son, he's in my place in my world, and just so you know in my world you're dead and I hate my dad?" What a lovely way to start things out.

"Konichiwa Hayato!" a male's voice greeted coming into view. Speak of the devil himself.

"DAD?" the bomber gasped starring down the middle aged mafia boss of the Gokudera Famiglia. Though right now he looked like any old regular dad, heck he was wearing sweats and fuzzy slippers.

"What do you not have me in your life in your world?" Geronimo (that was his given name) asked bringing his wife, Honoka closer. So they knew about the situation, good that will save him time explaining while he got his questions answered.

"Uh . . . Yeah," he nodded still starring them.

"Yadayada. . . " Geronimo sighed, "And here I thought that it would be the same as always. What has my other self done to you? Abandoning his son like that. I'm really am a horrible father!" The pure Italian started to break down in tears, gripping his wife for comfort. What kind of nut job is this? Was this really his AU!'s family?

"It's alright dear, it looks like my other self hasn't done a good job either," Honoka comforted eyeing her son, who changed back into his normal wear, chains, rings, necklaces, belts, ect.

"Get me out of here. . ." Hayato mumbled walking past his parents to grab something to eat. One he enteredin the kicten the older Gokuderas recovered from their "emotional breakdown" and came back to talk to their son's alternate self. "So who filled you in on my situation?" he asked straight to the point.

"Reborn-san came here and told us about what happened this morning," Mrs. Gokudera said handing him a plate of fruits and vegetable. Taking a bite out of an apple he listened to his folks.

"Who knew that our Hayato is someone completely different in another world?" Mr. Gokudera said thinking out loud. "Well we'll shape you up by spending some quality family time."

Family time? Wait did this mean that. . . "You mean Bianchi is going to be spending time with me?" Hayato asked feeling a little green already thinking about his older half-sister.

"Who?" both asked.

"Bianchi, my half-sister. . . You know the one with bad cooking skills, is in love with Reborn-san. . . Ring any bells?" the punk said trying to see if anything registered into their heads. Wait, if Geronimo married his mom instead of Bianchi's mom then did that mean that she was never even born?

"I don't know of any Bianchi, but I hand an arranged marriage to a woman who had a bad sense of taste. Thank the gods that I found your mother before my wedding day," Geronimo said sweeping his wife off her feet, "I don't know what I would have done if this beautiful musical angel didn't accept my love." The silver hair teen knew, he would have an affair with her, give birth to him, and let him grow up without knowing his real mother.

"Well in my world Bianchi is the daughter of your wife, and I'm your bastard child," Gokudera then explained everything that he knew of about this love affair. That Geronimo loved Honoka, but since she was dying declined. And how he had this "ailment" that did not allow him to see the face of his sister unless she had something covering her face, without getting sick. At the end of his story the other two were calmed down and not so. . . energetic.

When he was done with his tale Honoka hugged her son, her long silver hair covered his head. Being held like this made him feel like a helpless child again, and he could feel himself starting to shake. Why was he having such an emotional break down? His breath was caught in his throat as he felt a few warm tears slide down his face, weather it was from him or his mom he didn't know. Just being held by his mom, the person who will always share an unbreakable maternal bond with him, made him feel like he could call this place in this world home. He could feel warmth from behind as his fa- Geronimo hugged him as well. Hayato finally gave up on his pride and let himself be spoiled by this family love that he never really knew of till now.

Normal Namimori

AU!Gokudera was walking around school campus, waiting for either Tsuna, or Yamamoto to finish with their activities so they would show him where he lived. Since he it turns out he didn't live with his mom or dad in this world. How strange. Well while the Vongola Boss was stuck in an afterschool teaching program for idiots, and Yamamoto was at baseball practice he explored the school. Well not really explore since it's the same school, more so looking for the music room.

"I should get in some practice," he mused to himself slidding the door to the music room open, stepping in he found a grand paino there as if waiting for him to play. Smiling he set his bag down by the black wooden seat and plopped down. Taking a deep breath he closed his eyes, envisioning the music sheets. His index finger of his right hand found the C key, his left hand found a chord. Then like magic his hands moved across the black and white keys like magic. Half notes, whole note, and sixteen notes, and a few rests found themselves being born and weaved into a lovely tune that was one of many that AU!Gokudera knew how to bring to life. This was where he was meant to be, well other being the right-hand-man of Juudaime and his friends, but it's a close second.

"What are you doing here herbivore?" A cold voice hissed, stopping at the end of the measure the silverette looked up to see the familiar face of Hibari.

"Hey Hibari-kun," he greeted ignorant of the differences between his world and this one. "Making the usual rounds?"

"No one is allowed in this wing at this time, now tell me what you're doing here before I bite you to death," the perfect coldly threatened showing his tonfas. By now Gokudera was standing up and walking away slowly, he pieced together that maybe he wasn't the same crybaby Hibari that he knew.

"Gomen, I was just playing some music, there's no harm in that is there?" the Italian asked as reached down into his pant's pocket, putting on his flint ring (he's not stupid enough to put one of those cancer sticks in his mouth).

"Who are you?" the Namimori lover demanded knowing that the Storm Guardian that he knew would be yelling at him right now.

"I'm Gokudera Hayato, the Storm Guardian and Tsuna's right hand man," he answered, hopefully the other Gokudera used bombs as well. Pulling out some sticks of dynamite from his belt he showed the skeptical teen, "See? Who else would wear sticks of dynamite on their person at all times?"

"Hmm, true. But there's only one way to find out if you're really telling the truth," Hibari said charging at him. Crap, this was what Hayato was trying to avoid! Taking one of his smoke bomb he threw one at the charging teen as he tried to jump out of the open widow, thank kami it was only the first floor. However, that didn't stop the battle loving teen, now he was interesting in defeating this opponent of his. Even though Gokudera never even asked for a fight in the first place.

"WHY ME?!?!" he cried throwing bombs at the monster that was chasing him. This little game of tag ended when he ran into someone.

BAMB!

"Whoa! What was that for octopus-head? That hurt to the EXTREME!" a dark skin teen with white hair asked rubbing his side.

"Gomenasai!" The silverette said bowing causing a confuse look to cross the taller more fit teen's face. Wait he had no time to just stand here, he was being chased by a crazy monster who looked like one of his friends. Once again he started to run for his life, though he was going nowhere. He was sure his feet were moving, but he was still in the same spot, and Hibari was getting closer!

Wait.

Look up.

"Let me go!" Hayato demanded trying to flee from this guy. "PLEASES!!!!" Why does this feel so familiar? . . . Oh yeah Yamamoto-sama does this to me. Back to the present moment. "LET GO!!!!" he pleaded squriming around.

"Who are you?" the guy who was built like a freaken (AU!Hayato does not cuss unless the time calls for it, this was not one of those times. . . but close to it) vending machine asked. "Are you sick to the EXTREAM?" By now Hibari had caught up with the two.

"He's my prey herbivore," the dark haired teen spat.

"Hey what's your problem Hibari? Who said you can beat up your fellow guardians?" He demanded dropping Hayato, the dropped teen tried to slip past the two arguing teens.

"I say so, now out of my way before I bite you to death," he threatened, he then glared at the escaping kid. "Where do you think you're going herbivore?"

"Dang it," the bomber cursed deciding to make a run for it. He must have an affinity for running into people, because then Yamamoto showed up.

"Yo Gokudera-kun, what's going on?" the baseball star asked patting the smaller teen on the head.

"Yamamoto-sa-kun, those two crazy people are chasing after me!" he yelled pointing to the other two.

"Eh? Why is Hibari-san and Ryohei-senpai after you?"

"That's what I wanna know!"

"Yamamoto, what's wrong with octopus-head?" the loud teen asked walking up to the two along with Hibari.

"What did you do to him?" Hibari bluntly asked thinking that the two gay love birds did something to cause the silver herbivore to act strange. All of the guardians and other members of the Vongola knew of their relationship, and guessed that they liked each other before they got together.

"Ahahah, well it's a funny story you see. . ." Yamamoto then explained everything thus far in the story that he knew. Which isn't much really, since he had no idea all of the differences between this world and AU!Hayato's.

"Oh so that's all," the tonfa welder said before walking off to scare the crap out of someone else.

"I don't really get it, but it sounds EXTREME!" Ryohei chanted, "So what's the other me like?"

Well by now AU!Gokudera had learn his name, and was trying to figure out where he heard that name before. Kyoko was the Sun Guardian in his world, not him. Wait; was this the dead infamous brother who died protecting his sister? Well as awkward as this was going to be, there's only one way to find out.

"Ryohei-senpai, did you protect your sister back in primary school against some high schoolers?" AU!Gokudera asked shifting his weight from one foot to the other. A nod from the taller teen answered his question. "Ano. . . In my world you protected your sister too, and she made it out alive. But you didn't."

The two who belonged in this world blood turned cold. Ryohei was shocked that he was dead in the other world, who as protecting Kyoko if he wasn't? And Takeshi, for the first time realized how different these two worlds were. Not only their personalities were different, but their history as well. To what extent were their world's different?

"Well I'm glad that your world's Kyoko is still alive!" Ryohei said trying to sound like his usual self, though both could tell he was sadded to hear that. He figure jogged off, probably to spend more time with his sister. Or that what the other two figured, because that was what they would do.

"So should we wait for Juudaime?" Gokudera asked once the older teen was out of sight and things were getting awkward. And just like magic the said Boss came running from the school building. The after school tutoring class must have been a pain in the butt.

"H-Hey guys! Sorry I'm latte, I couldn't understand quadratic and cubic equations. Well I still don't understand it that well. . . but at least I'm out of that room!" Tsuna gasped once he reached his best friend and his alternate dimension best friend. And so with the gang all gathered the finally headed home after this crazy day.

AU!Namimori

After Gokudera's warm family experience, it was time for his questions to be answer. While Honoka fixed diner, Hayato and Geronimo had a "father son" talk.

"So is there anything you want to know about this world?" Geronimo asked.

"Everything," Gokudera stated quickly, but realizing how blunt and vague he was being he changed it to, "Everything that has to do with the Vongola."

"Well it was because Iemitsu and I are drinking buddies that Hayato and Tsuna knew each other. And when Reborn-san asked for you to join the Vongola I happily allowed it. Good thing the Gokudera Famiglia isn't a bloodline Fmiglia," the Mafia boss joked as his wife set their dinner down. "Honoka and Hayato went to live in Namimori, and I come here whenever I can to spend time with my family. I honestly don't know much about what exactly goes on with him and his friends, but if you asked them you'll probably get a better picture of things."

Gokudera nodded hearing what Geronimo had to say as his mother placed food on the table for dinner. The rest of the evening they talkd about normal family stuff, or as normal as Mafia Mafiosos can talk about. When he headed into his AU!'s room was comforted by the smell of gun powder. Sitting on the bed he was amazed at how. . . right this place felt. Like he belonged here. Hayato might have wished he would never leave, if his thoughts didn't wander over to what he left behind, Bianchi, lawn-head, and most importantly Takeshi.

"Are you alright Takeshi?" He whispered, knowing he wouldn't get an answer. But the fates did give him an answer, that moment something fell from its place and rolled over to the silver haired teen. Picking up the sphere he saw that it was a baseball. What was his other self doing with one of these? That when he saw that ink was on it, and in a messy but familiar hand writing it said.

"Yamamoto Takeshi"

Smiling he didn't question his other self where or when he got the thing, it reminded him of the one who was waiting for him. Holding the ball close he fell asleep with it in his hands.

Gokudera's "Flint Ring" is like a lighter except it's a ring, press a little button on the ring and then you get FIRE! I've decided Honoka is going to use the charaters for "harmany" and "flower" and Geronimo means "strenght of the spear." If there's anything else I need to add becasue it's confuzzeling then just tell me.

I had found out how I'm going to move the story forward! Yes this was a semi-plotless story till last night! I have to thank Kokyou Konran for her brilliant idea that I thought was impossible to work till yesterday! Arigato Kokyou Konran-chan! Sorry if I embarrass you for this, but you had played a big part of the story weather you like it or not! If you look at the reviews you'll see her wonderful idea and to see what I'm going to do with it you'll have to wait for a few more chapters! I'm really excited for it! And that's it for me, so Bye-bye!