Penny: I had no idea how hard Ryohei was to write until I actually had to write him. And as I'm going in order of what everyone voted on in the last poll, I had to keep trying the character. And even thought the chapter didn't turn out as good as I hope, and is short, I'm glad to get such a hard character out of the way. The next chapter is Lambo, and I still haven't come up with a rule for him. So, any suggestions will be happily appreciated!

Fire Judge and Taunt: I will be updating sometime next month, hopefully. And be posting my new crossover!

Oh, and Happy One Year Anniversary for Rules.

Rule III: Don't Break A Vongola Tradition

Offender: Sasagawa Ryohei

Time After Rules Instigated: Six Weeks

The Vongola's Christmas Ball was the most famous and extravagant Ball that was in the mafia world, and actually the world. It is more famous Chinese New Year, Mardi Gra, Oktoberfest, and all other crowd enticing event.

It is known for master chefs coming from around the world to cook the perfect meal. It was famous for only having the greatest of the greatest entertainment and musicians. Perfectly set decorations that were made from pearls and diamonds, and other precious metals placed all around where the quests vision. Top waiters that have been trained for years just to make everything perfect for this single ball. And on top of all that the Vongola Boss would demonstrate the new inventions from Vongola Co. The latest cell phone, new sport cars, fashion, and more where shown to its guests as a sneak peak to the future year.

It also had the most exclusive guest list and to get an invitation was the dream of every Don. Even though the Ball was famous, in reality only a few people had ever been to the event as only 125 people were invited that weren't part of Vongola. It had only become famous because the past guest always got bragging rights for the coming New Year about their accomplishments, and that the Ball had been talked about for over 400 years. For reasons unknown to anyone but the people who had been to the event, no guest had ever been to the event twice.

With all the expectations for the Ball, Tsuna had been pushed even harder by Reborn (which he thought previously impossible till two months before the Ball and his office was literally turned into a room that copied Hell!), and as a result he had become short-tempered, and become a perfectionist in everything he did. He would not become the first boss in the history of Vongola that didn't have a perfect Christmas Ball!

All of his Guardians had banded together to help their Sky with the Ball preparations, just so they wouldn't end up on the receiving end of a sleep deprived, perfectionistic, Sky that is being threatened by the World's Greatest Hitman more than he usually was. They also wanted to help out their friend/boss when he had done many things for them.

It didn't have anything to do with the way he had dark bags under his eyes, or when he looked like a kicked puppy at you when you tried to say you were busy. Nope it didn't have anything to do with their decision to help a little Tuna fish… Who were they trying to kid! Their boss basically guilt-tipped them with looking terrible, and all around not being there constant kind boss in the mafia world.

That's why on the day of the Ball the Guardians did the final check to make sure all decorations were placed exactly how the famous interior designer said, the entertainment practice backstage, food being set on plates, gave the last instructions to the guards and waiter.

By the start of the Ball, they all gave a sigh of relief that nothing Vongola Style had happened yet, and that they might be able to keep up the tradition of having a perfect Christmas Ball. They later realized that they had challenged Karma and Vongola Luck with their relaxation and believing that they could hold a normal Ball.

Everything had been going perfect; the guest arrived with no delays, dinner had been served with no interruptions, the entertainment held the crowd's attention, and everything and everyone had looked and acted with no incidence. It all rolled down hill once it came time for Tsuna to introduce the new motorcycle that now ran purely on clean energy sources.

In the beginning Tsuna did an excellent job of describing what the new engine could do with the renewable resource as a power supply when he was interrupted by a shout.

"EXTREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEME PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNCH!"

Right before one of the invited guests, was punched through a wall. It was later that Tsuna was told that the boxer hadn't been training at all during the last two months because he was helping set up the catering and performing his Sun Guardian Duties. And with all the suppressed energy when he saw that one of the guests had been ignoring Tsuna because he was a shareholder for an oil company. After all the hard work they all had put into everything, he couldn't take it that someone would be blatantly disrespecting everything they had done.

But at that moment, the crowed was forever scarred as they watched what the previously docile Sky turn into a demon. Who came forth because they were so close to the end of the Ball, and now it wasn't perfect. Meaning he had broken an important tradition. Results: Reborn was going to kill him.

But not before he took out his Sun Guardian.

It was as if shadows had fallen around his form as he calmly, yet elegantly walked to where his Sun Guardian stood. The grin on his face causing shivers of fear to pulls down the back of all those who watched as the scene became that which would become horror stories they would tell years later.

Those who stood in that room would forever be haunted by the scream of Vongola's Sun Guardian, all except the knocked out man that Ryohei attacked.

And a single man that stood in a dark corner, surrounded by shadows. And as he tipped his fedora down, with a smirk curled his lips, he said, "Congratulations Dame-Tsuna, you continued on the with the Vongola's Tradition of mental scarring there guests at the Christmas Ball."

He couldn't wait to see what his dame student came up with next year.