Rule VIII: No Miss Use of Vongola Funds

Offender: Reborn

Time After Rules Instigated:19 Months

It was a normal day, by civilian standards. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, there wasn't a cloud in the sky…. WHAT THE HELL WAS WRONG WITH THE WORLD!? Tsuna knew he had been in the Mafia World too long. All this normalancy did was make him paranoid, and waiting for something even crazier to happen. The only consolation he had, was that his Intuition wasn't going off like if it was a life-threatening situation. But, it was still warning him that something wasn't right.

His paranoia was making him check on all his guardians to make sure none of them were breaking any of his rules -not that any of them would dare do such a thing after being on the receiving end of his...displeasure. What Tsuna didn't know was that as he was stalking the halls of the Vongola Mansion tracking his guardians, he was making his PUNISHMENT FACE, and scared all the maids and butlers. All of them started saying they had a family emergency or that they had suddenly become ill. It was even worse for his guardians, as when he asked them what they were doing for the day, he said it with a creeper smile and a demon standing behind his back, waiting to possess their beloved boss. Needless to say, he was making everyone jumpy, especially Hayato as he had been the last one to be on the receiving end of his legendary-demonic-power.

But, back to it being a non-normal day by Mafia Standards. No explosions had gone off in the past 12 hours (a new world record Tsuna ideally thought). No screaming or cursing, no death threats, no weird situation arose, or any known enemies plotting to go against Vongola or its allies.

This day started unnaturally with him being woken up by the sun coming through his curtains, and not by one of his guardians or Reborn's special brand of a wake-up call. Breakfast was a civilized affair, with Hayato telling him about his plans for the day. No talk about this being broken, this fight resulting in this amount of damage; just an update about what was needed to be done to keep Vongola running. All things very not normal, but he was just so happy about waking up safely and knowing that Vongola was going to be able to survive another day, that he didn't quite question, why all this was happening.

He later thought it was karma wanting to please him before belly-flopping all over his final rule and making someone break it.

After breakfast he went to his office to head off his paperwork getting too high, only to find that he only had one small stack of paperwork that he had left unfinished the night before. This never before seen sight sent off every warning bells in his head, and forcing him to see that something was not right. That is when he started his interrogation (talk) with his guardians.

Now, Tsuna was about to pull his hair out and have a panic attack because nothing was happening and something was always happening! And somehow his guardians weren't involved leaving only one person, Reborn.

Before he could have a meltdown that would have put his middle-school self to shame, Reborn decided to make one of his dynamic entrance.

Bursting open the main entrance door, sauntering inside. He was carrying a comically enormous amount of shopping bags in the crook of his arms, with sparkles and roses all around him; basically radiating 'I'm Fabulous, Bitches.' A cocky-self-satisfied smirk plastered on his face. Overall, he looked like the cat that got the canary and was bring the canary to his owner to show off.

At first, Tsuna felt relief; Reborn had only gone shopping, to probably add to his collection of cosplay, suits, shoes, guns, and anything else that made Reborn, Reborn. That was before his Intuition started humming, and he started to see the labels on the bags. Versace, Armani, Prada, Gucci, and..was that a ZEGNA SUIT BAG!?

Before his higher brain function could work, Reborn decided to break his former students mind a little more.

"Ah, Dame-Tsuna, where are the butlers? I need them to collect my bags from the truck that is coming later."

"Reborn, why do you have all this? I thought you said that you never spend your money so frivolously?" ask Decimo.

Reborn felt a slight shiver go down his spine, and start to break out in a cold sweat. But, he had nothing to worry about, he was the World's-Greatest-Hitman, and this was just his former Dame student.

"Dame-Tsuna, why would I use my own funds, when Vongola has provided me with a no-limit credit card?"

A twitch, and a smile growing wider.

"That credit card is supposed to only be used for emergencies."

"I did have an emergency; It was a fashion emergency, as this morning I discovered I only had two closets full of clothes while you have three. You should be thanking me, as I had to leave early to get to the shops before the rush; I didn't have the pleasure of waking you up this fine morning."

A funeral was being planned in the back of the most powerful Don in the world's head.

"Reborn, how much did you spend?"

After a split-second hesitation, where a once beloved Sun Arcobaleno debated if his life was at stake before dismissing such a thought, he replied, "Only 592,741,098 euros."

There was less than a split-second of normalcy, before the gates of hell were unleashed and a once upon a time innocent, kind, naive, Don, became Lucifer himself; unlike up to this point where he was a minor demon in the world, he became the King himself.

Reborn would forever remember this moment as the moment he made the worst decision of his life. And to this point, he thought becoming a baby and taking the title of Sun Arcobaleno as his worse. It had nothing on this moment of his life, were he witness his still-clumsy former student become hell-fire.

The few servants that had couldn't escape and Vongola Guardians would say this was the day that they felt like they were in the vicinity of fear itself.

And Tsuna, he would know of this day, as the day he made his former Home Tutor scream like a little girl and pass out before he could scold him.