Target 009: Cry Baby Lambo

"The answer is…?" Reborn asked, Tsuru looked at the question, "Twenty-seven." Reborn clicked his tongue, "Right." Behind him, there was bombs each labelled Question one, two, three etc. "Where in the world is there a home tutor that brings bombs into their student's room!?"

Reborn answered, "Right here, but you're not giving me opportunities to use it." Tsuru just sighed at looked out her window, seeing a small five-year old child with an oversized afro and green eyes, he was wearing a cow suit and horns. The most interesting fact about him was the gun he was pointing at Reborn. "Well, I'll review what we just did now." Reborn stated, ignoring the cow child, who screamed, "DIE, REBORN!"

"First, the target is going to be this number." Reborn continued completely disregarding the fact that a crazy kid was trying to kill him. "Reborn, do you know that kid?"

"TAKE THAT!" The kid fired his gun, that was out of ammo, as he tried to fire the gun the branch beneath him gave out and he was sent to the ground. Tsuru, having a soft spot for kids, jumped up and raced to the window to check if the Hybrid-cow was alright.

"Tol…Er… Ate…" The kid whispered, tears threatened to fall from his face. Before Tsuru could ask if he was alright, he dashed away into the fauna.

"REBORN-KUN LET'S PLAY!" The kid knocked on the door six times while standing on a bucket as he was too short to reach the door. "Yes?" Sawada Nana answered the door, expecting to see an adult. The kid dashed past her and made a bee-line to the stairs, "GAHAHAHA! Success!" He cheered, opening the door to Tsuru's room, "Long time no see, Reborn! It's me, Lambo!"

"Reborn! Seriously, do you know him!?" The Vongola candidate repeated herself, and Reborn once more ignored her, "Remember this formula."

"Don't ignore me! I'll kill you, dammit!" The kid, Lambo dashed at Reborn with a knife and was hit into the wall by Reborn's fist. "Ow… That hurt… I must've tripped over something." Lambo turned around to face the other inhabitants of the room. "I, LAMBO-SAMA, FIVE YEARS OLD, FROM ITALY, A HITMAN FROM THE BOVINO FAMIGLIA TRIPPED! FAVOURITE FOODS ARE GRAPES AND CANDY AND I, LAMBO-SAMA WHO MET REBORN AT A BAR, JUST TRIPPED!"

'He's trying so hard to introduce himself!' Tsuru thought to herself, as Lambo continued, "So, yeah! Let me try again. Yo, Reborn! It's me Lambo!" Reborn just ignored him once again by ordering, "With that formula, solve this."

"Four." She replied hearing Lambo change his approach, "Ah! Yeah, I brought a lot of souvenirs. from Italy this time! Oh!? What's this? It's Kiritanpo!" Hearing Reborn ignore him Lambo's face got teary. "This time I borrowed a lot of weapons from the boss that are passed down in the Bovino Family. Tada! The ten year bazooka!" Lambo brought out a purple bazooka from behind him, "Those who are shot woth this can, for five minutes, switch with their self, ten years in the future."

He packed the bazooka into a bag, "But this is only a sample presentation. It'll be a waste so I'm gonna put it away." While storing the bazooka, Lambo had seemed to find something interesting. "Oh no! What may this be?" He was holding a dark green hand grenade.

"DIE, REBORN!" Lambo leaped forward with the grenade, throwing it at Reborn's back, who caught it and threw it back without looking, sending Lambo out of the window. As he flew, Lambo's face was one of shock, even as he turned into a large explosion.

"Hey! You didn't have to be that mean! You know him right?" Tsuru asked her tutor who finally stopped talking about maths, "I don't know him. Either way, if it's the Bovino Famiglia they're a small mafia group. I don't associate with those who are lower rank."

"Tsu-chan! Come here!" Nana called, Tsuru made her way over to her and saw someone unexpected, Lambo. "He's Reborn-kun's friend right? Did they fight?" Lambo looked horrible, he was filthy with many leaves and twigs and his hair was blown up on one side, courtesy of the hand grenade.

"Well, I'm going to make dinner, so, I'll leave the rest to you." Nana left her daughter alone with Lambo who decided to cling onto her leg. "Hey, let go. I won't let Reborn bully you anymore." The cow kid shakily let go of Tsuru's leg, nodding slightly. She smiled and picked him up, holding him gently in her arms, he clung to her, rubbing his tears and snot.

"You like to eat candy, right? Here you go!" Tsuru handed Lambo an orange coloured candy, which Lambo gratefully took and chucked in his mouth. "La… Lambo's dream is to become the boss of the Bovino Famiglia and make all humanity bow down to me…"

'This kid is saying some crazy stuff!' The teen thought to herself, "But, boss told me to defeat the super first-class Hitman Reborn." Lambo continued.

"You said you met Reborn before, when?"

Lambo could remember his first meeting with Reborn like it was yesterday. He was taken to the bar for the first time a few months ago by his boss, when he saw Reborn sitting at the counter. They spoke a lot even if it was their first meeting.

While Lambo was eating his favourite grapes, Reborn's hat was tilted down and was blowing bubbles from his nose.

Tsuru felt like hitting herself, of course Reborn didn't remember! He was sleeping! "Ne… Can I call you Nee-chan? You're really nice… "Lambo said, surprising Tsuru, she was dressed up like a boy and he still recognised her gender. She smiled genuinely, "Sure Lambo. Now let's get you home! It's time for dinner."

Lambo shook his head and clung back onto Tsuru, "NO! I WANT TO STAY WITH NEE-CHAN!" She sighed, and picked him up, deciding to take him back to her house.

It's fine, he can eat dinner with us, after all, the more the merrier!" Nana said, setting the food onto the table, "I'm going to deliver the circular bulletin next door so be good!"

They all ate in silence until Lambo summoned up his courage and threw a kitchen knife at Reborn, "TAKE THAT!" He screamed, it was thrown back at Lambo and hit his afro, missing his flesh by millimetres.

Lambo was so scared he started bawling and left the table. He came back after ten seconds with his purple bazooka, aimed at his head. "Wait! Don't shoot yourself!" But Tsuru's warning was too late as Lambo fired and pink smoke filled the room.

A masculine sigh was heard as the pink smog cleared, showing a tall Italian teenager. He was wearing a black leather jacket with a cow printed undershirt and white pants. He had curly black hair and vibrant green eyes, below his left eye he had a hashtag sign. "Goodness. It seems like I was brought back ten years with the ten year bazooka."

The teen looked at Tsuru and waved, "Long time no see, Young Tsu-nee-san." She just stared at him, "Nee… San? This person is! What!?" The teen just continued saying, "Thank you for taking care of me ten years ago. I'm the cry baby, Lambo."

"LAMBO!?" Tsuru cried as Lambo explained, "The person shot with the ten year bazooka swaps with their self from ten years in the future for five minutes."

She just looked at him, amazed at how much he changed from the little kid he was before. "Hey, Reborn. I changed didn't I? I'm Lambo the one who you kept ignoring." Reborn simply kept eating, "Geez, it looks like I have to show you hiw much I changed in ten years."

Lambo took a pair of golden horns and stuck them to the sides of his head. "Thunder set," A volt of electricity surrounded the horns, "My horns are one million volts." He dashed at Reborn, "Die Reborn! Electrica Cornata!"

Reborn look uninterested, jabbing his fork into Lambo's curly head before his horns could make contact. "Tol…Er…Ate… WAHHHH!" Lambo yelled running off with his tail between his legs.

'He never did change, on the inside that is.' Tsuru thought to herself, "Tsu-chan! Why is Lambo crying?" Tsuru blinked, looking at her mother and the normal five year old Lambo. "Lambo-kun says he wants to be friends with Reborn-kun."

Before she could say anything else, Lambo yelled out, "I LIED! DIE!" He threw dark green grenades at Reborn, surprisingly accurately. Reborn held his now empty plate to the side of his face, deflecting the grenades back at Lambo.

The grenades flew back with suck a force that they forced Lambo out of the window, then promptly exploded. Reborn didn't look fazed as the grenade went off, "Maman, I want more, please."

"Okay, Reborn-kun," Nana took the plate and put more food on it, she the handed it back to him with practiced ease, "Thank you, Maman."

'He doesn't know how to give up, does he?' Tsuru asked herself, shaking slightly in her seat. The evening air was cold.