A/N- Oh gosh! The entire thing sucks! It's horrible! I had two Evil Plot Bunnies for a two different stories and fandoms during the entire thing so I apologize for the horrid story! *Weeps in corner*

Ch. 2 - The Baby in the Suit

The ring sitting on her left ring finger felt heavier than usual. Hana gives it a quick glance and her feeling doesn't ease when the silver ring glints in the sunlight. She twists it slightly and looks up, pushing it away from her mind.

"How exactly do you plan to 'twist the truth' as you so eloquently put it?" She asks turning to look at Tsuna. Strangely he smells like flowers instead of his usual orange-scent. "And why do you smell like flowers?" The question breaks the heavy atmosphere surrounding them.

Tsuna blushes. "It's sweet pea. I forgot to buy my regular shampoo yesterday, so I borrowed some of my mom's." Kyoko giggles lightly and Kyouya's lips upturn slightly and the corners.

"I think that's sweet Tsuna. You smell very nice," Kyoko states, smiling brightly. Tsuna returns the smile, albeit reluctantly. "Thank you, Kyoko."

Kyouya frowns and pushes the conversation forward. "Your plan," he demands. Tsuna nods and stands, brushing his pants off. He raises his head and his eyes sparkle with mischief. Left hand coming up, he flashes the silver ring sitting on his left ring finger.

"First, we need to hide our rings." Hana and Kyoko start to protest but Tsuna cuts them off. "We all wear them and I'm honestly surprised no one has figured out we're all close friends or best friends t least."

Kyouya snorts, "That's because I beat you up and the herbivores ignore you. They might just think it's a coincidence." Hana nods, but Kyoko looks a little sad.

"Does this mean that we still can't be friends in public?" Kyoko asks. Hana scoffs, but answers her.

"Yes, Reborn would be very suspicious if we are suddenly friends when we never hang out with each other." Kyoko nods, eyes dimming.

"We also can't have these herbivorous meetings anymore. Baby would know about them instantly," Kyouya states blankly. Hana nods in agreement, while her hand is rubbing Kyoko's back in comfort.

Hesitantly, Tsuna coughs lightly to get their attention. When all three pairs of eyes are situated on him he speaks.

"About the guardian positions," Their attention is single-minded now. Hana's hand has stopped comforting Kyoko and is frozen there. Tsuna clears his throat and his eyes look to the side.

"Reborn might force other people into your guardian positions." He closes his eyes and cringes, waiting for the outburst. '3, 2, 1 . .'

"WHAT!" Hana and Kyoko yell. Tsuna flinches and opens his eyes. Both girls' eyes are screaming bloody murder and they're directed at him. A slight whimper escaped him and he turns to Kyouya, looking for his reaction.

Nothing outward is shown and he looks relatively calm. Hana whips around and glares at him. "Why do you look so calm?"

Kyouya smirks and replies, "I know I will be chosen, herbivore. I'm perfect for the Cloud."

"He's right." Her glare swings toward Kyoko. "Reborn won't let Kyouya go. He's very strong and that's what the Vongola needs." Kyoko touches Hana's arm lightly. "We just have to be patient. Tsuna will figure it out and you'll help him. Right?"

Hana stays silent for a bit, then sighs runs her fingers through her hair and smirks, "True, after all, I am your advisor. You can't do anything without me." Tsuna nods, seemingly very happy at the declaration.

"We are going to slowly integrate your lives into mine so it doesn't look suspicious. Eventually we'll be able to hang out together in public," Tsuna puts in happily. Kyoko smiles brightly at that and Hana lets one cross her lips.

"Well, boys, shall we head to class? The bell is going to ring soon." Right on her call, the bell rings to signal the end of lunch. Tsuna sighs and starts walking towards the door.

"Just be careful, okay. This is the mafia we're talking about." He leaves them with a smile and worry-clouded eyes.

"I'm home, Kaa-san!" Tsuna calls, slipping off his shoes and places his bag and shampoo on the stairs. As his hands come back, they inconspicuously touch his pocket, where his ring is resting.

"In here Tsuna!" Nana calls, "Your tutor is here also!" Tsuna freezes slightly, and then schools his features. Standing straight, he walks into the living room, discreetly eyeing the strange baby(?) in his house.

The child is wearing a black tuxedo with a white blouse underneath. A black fedora is sitting on his head and has an orange strip wrapped around the base. Blank, black eyes analyze him. A strange green chameleon sits on the brim of his fedora and a pink tongue slips out.

Tsuna sits next to his mother and turns towards her. "Kaa-san, who is this?" Nana just squeals with happiness and replies, "This is your tutor, Reborn." His eyebrow comes up. He's mom seriously believes this? Sure, he knows who the child is, but come on!

"Cioussu! I'm the home tutor, Reborn," Reborn says standing up.

"Home tutor? Kaa-san, I told you that flyer was a scam!" Tsuna cries turning to his mother. Nana just smiles and stands up also.

"It's not a scam, Tsuna. You should be glad he's here to help." She faces them both and asks, "Now, why don't you show him your room, Tsuna. Reborn must want to see where he's going to be sleeping after all."

Tsuna nods, sighs, and motions for Reborn –who's been awfully silent- to follow him upstairs. Tsuna opens his door and is about to move aside for Reborn when he is kicked forward, into the room. His head smashes on the floor and he sits up, clutching his head.

Reborn closes the door and takes out a suitcase. He pulls out parts to a gun and starts assembling. "I'm a hitman and my real mission is to make you into the tenth generation mafia boss." He points the gun at Tsuna. "Should I shoot you once?"

Tsuna squeals in surprise. His right hand clutches his left tightly. "Please don't!" His hand comes down and he sighs. "I expect the gun's real. However, my connection to the mafia is probably my father, right?" Reborn frowns and lowers his gun in what seems to be disappointment to Tsuna. 'Did he. . Want to shoot me!'

"How do you know about the mafia and why do you assume your father's involved?" Reborn asks. Tsuna thinks he hears suspicion lace his tone but tosses the thought once it comes. Reborn has better control of his emotions than that.

Tsuna shrugs, "He's always gone, saying he's 'traveling the world with an oil company.' Seriously? He even sent a postcard with penguins and an igloo! There is no oil in the South Pole! Plus, Kaa-san doesn't work, yet we have enough money to live comfortably and then some. No simple oil worker makes that kind of money."

Reborn raises an eyebrow, "And knowing about the mafia?"

"When I realized he wasn't an oil worker I went through multiply scenarios that meant staying away from home for large portions of time. Being in the mafia was one of the more outlandish ones but it is possible," Tsuna half-lies. He crosses his fingers in his mind, hoping that Reborn won't question him. He lets out a quiet breath when Reborn nods.

"Good deduction. However," Tsuna freezes. "The fact you gave away information quickly is quite sad." A pout centers on the baby's face. "We don't need to work on that until later, though." Tsuna sighs in relief, but a feeling of immense horror comes over him. He looks up and is proven right.

"We can work on your horrible grades. Get your homework out," Reborn smirks, hefting something that looks like TNT hooked to a lever. 'Is that what I think it is?'

"Yes, yes it is," Reborn replies to the thought.

'How, wha-huh?'

"Your easy to read, Dame-Tsuna. Now let's get to it." Tsuna sets out his homework and starts working on the first problem.

"What does X equal?"

"Um. . . 3?"

"Nope." He pulls the lever and an explosion rocks the room. Half-a minute later, a very singed Tsuna crawls out of the smoke. He levels a weak glare at Reborn.

"Are you trying to kill me?!"

"No." Tsuna breathes out a sigh of relief. "I need actual dynamite for that. This is just gunpowder and smoke." Reborn pauses then smirks. "I have some right here," he pulls it out, "Now shall we restart?"

Tsuna cries and prays literarily and figuratively.

'Please let me survive this, Kami-sama!'

When Tsuna walks in with a few bruises on his face, Kyoko does nothing but sigh worriedly. She's used to him coming to class bruised and even though she hates it, she can't do anything about it. She is strong enough to help, but Tsuna told her he'd be fine. She will trust his judgment.

Her eyes stay trained on him as he limps to his seat. They unnoticeably go over his body, searching for wounds and bandages. A bruise on his wrist, scrape hidden beneath a pant leg, and bandages wrapping his arms.

Her eyes widen in silent alarm when she sees a burn mark. No bully has ever gone as far as to burn him! Who would do such a thing!

When Tsuna drops his pencil, she quickly scoops it up and gives it to him, a silent question in her eyes. Tsuna just looks at her in return, and with a quick upward turn of his lips and a mouthed 'Reborn', he turns towards the front.

Kyoko closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. The unvoiced reassurance did little to ease her. However, she will trust his judgment.

Her eyes open and concern clouds them. She takes another glance at Tsuna, and then turns slightly to the front.

But, it doesn't stop her from worrying.

RING! RING! RIN-

"What?"

"The Burlone have stopped moving."

"What about their game! We predicted they would continue!"

A shuffle of paper. "They must have figured it out."

"Impossible. We have our plans under severe protection and all who know are under Omerta."

"It's not like them to stop once they start their games though."

A thump. "Something changed. They must be aware of it. They changed the game and we weren't told!" Another thump.

"No, they always told the other players if the rules were altered. Someone else must have done it."

"But who?"

"There are four players to this game. One party separated from the usual. We need to find out whom. And quickly."

"Yes."

Click.

Flipping her phone closed Hana looks around the hallway. No one. She deviates from her destination to her classroom and takes a left.

Walking faster, she slides open the door to the girls' bathroom. She steps into the last stall and slips to the floor. Opening her phone again, she types out a series of codes. Sending the message, she continues send a continuous string of messages to different phones and computers.

Afterwards, she pulls her knees to her chest and lays her head on them, waiting.

Five minutes.

Twelve minutes.

Seventeen. She checks her phone. No messages.

Twenty-five.

Twenty-nine minutes and her phone beeps. She examines her cell and a single text shows. Hitting enter, a short code pops up. The cipher ingrained in her brain after extensive use automatically solved the code.

Understood

She breathes heavily and smirks. She stands from her position and struts to her classroom. Stepping in, she makes a declaration of 'female problems' and walks to her seat, watching Nezu-sensei stutter. 'Mm. Amusing.'

Once to her seat, she nods to the back corner and receives a tired smile in return.

After school, Tsuna walks through the door and tromp upstairs after greeting his mother. He's sore all over and it didn't help when he was forced to run away from dodge balls in gym. 'Aa, a few balls wouldn't make a difference though.'

Throwing his bag to the side, he falls upon his bed and buries his head into the pillow. 'Pillow, I missed you.' He commences to squish his pillow against his chest.

Bang!

He shoots up and hides behind the white marshmallow-like pillow. "Hiiee! Reborn, what was that for?"

Reborn smirks and lowers the smoking gun. "I just thought to let you know that a new student will be coming tomorrow."

Wait, what? Tsuna takes a minute to find his words. Once he does, he stutters.

"What?" He patiently waits for that answer.

"Snore." Tsuna nods in acceptance, and then pauses.

Wait, what? He looks closer and sees a bubble coming out of Reborn's nose. Tsuna whimpers. He fell asleep! Without answering anything! Who is coming tomorrow? Are they dangerous? Do they know about the mafia? Are they an enemy familigia?

'Stupid Reborn!"

"I heard that."

'Oh, fudge butter.'

A/N- Chapter 2 is over! Yess!

I need to write my Evil Plot Bunnys! One has shot me in the head and another is biting my arm. It kind of hurts too. *Tries pulling of Evil Plot Bunny off* See! It won't come off!

Anyway, I'm going to write a One Piece story or Fairy Tail story right now so, Bye bye~

Shishishishi~