A/n: Yo! So this chapter is centered around the idea that Tsuna has a condition called dyspraxia. It's pretty much explained in the chapter, but if you want to know more, either pm me or look it up. I feel like the characterization isn't too bad. I did have a bit of trouble ending it though. In terms of timeline, Instinct takes place later, after Tsuna has improved his Flame control. Enjoy!

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Dyspraxia

When Hayato heard a crash from inside Tsuna's house, he was worried. There were only two things that would cause a crash like that. A) Tsuna tripped over something again, or B) someone broke in. Option A was unlikely because Tsuna hadn't tripped once while they were in the future. So someone must have broken in.

Hayato grabbed the spare key hanging on his neck (a symbol of Tsuna's trust! There was no way he was losing it) to open the door. He looked left and right as he stepped inside, but there were no signs of robbers. Perhaps Tsuna had fallen. He looked towards the stairs, and sure enough, Tsuna was sprawled out on the ground.

"Tsuna! Are you alright? I could hear the crash from outside!" He pulled his Sky up and moved his hands over him, checking for bruises and broken bones.

"I'm fine, I just tripped," Tsuna reassured him.

"If you're sure..." Hayato made sure Tsuna could see the concern on his face. He would push on it later, but for now, "We need to go to school."

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Tsuna dreaded the day he would have to explain his dyspraxia to Reborn and his Guardians. Knowing them, they would start looking for a cure, and refuse to stop until they found one. Unfortunately, there wasn't a cure. It was a lifelong condition. Tsuna was just glad he didn't have any symptoms that affected speech or emotions. (He didn't want them to treat him any differently)

While they were in the future, he had discovered that his Hyper Dying Will Mode (HDWM) temporarily 'cured' his dyspraxia. When he realized that that was what was going on, he had figured out that he could just barely release his Flames, and it would help with his spatial awareness and manual dexterity. The problem was that the drain was too much for him to use it all the time.

So he forced himself to only use it while he was doing important things. Unfortunately, that just increased the chance of them realizing he had dyspraxia. The only reason he hadn't been found out yet was that Reborn let him do the majority of his assignments on his laptop, and then transfer them to paper. If he had to work problems out while he used a pencil, he would be screwed.

At least Reborn approved of his tendency to use either hand for things. Everybody else just thought it was weird.

"Tsuna? Are you okay?" A hand waved in front of his face, dragging him out of his thought. He blinked his eyes as he remembered where he was. On the way to school, Takeshi on his left, Hayato on his right, Ryohei jogging somewhere in front. Following the hand back to its owner, he stared at Takeshi for a moment.

"Ah, Takeshi. Yeah, I'm fine. Just got a little distracted," Tsuna said, rubbing the back of his head.

"That's good, I was worried for a second. You didn't forget any homework, did you?"

He thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No, I don't think so."

"Well, if you did end up forgetting anything, you can copy off mine, and Hayato would probably let you copy off his too."

"Don't call me Hayato, baseball-idiot!"

Tsuna staunchly ignored the fighting behind him, more focused on not tripping over his own feet. Almost to school, where he could sit down and not have to walk for a while. Though having to use a pencil was definitely not going to be fun. He debated with himself for a moment, was taking notes really that important when he could just use Hayato's? Hell, if he was brave enough, he could ask Reborn to explain it to him.

His thoughts paused a moment. On second thought... maybe asking Reborn was a bad idea. He looked in front of him, noticing with a hint of surprise that they were at school already. Turned behind him to tell them (which now included Ryohei) to stop fighting unless they wanted to 'be bitten to death'. Their faces paled and they shut up. Thank the world for small favors.

They had stopped fighting just in time, because lurking in the shadows around the school building, he could 'feel' Kyoya. Despite his limited spatial awareness, he had no problem with his awareness of people. Personally, he thought it was due to his Hyper Intuition. Which lead to him being able to 'feel' where his Guardians were because of their reinforced bond.

They passed Kyoya without incident, and their streak of good luck continued until after school, during which he used his Flames, when his dyspraxia decided to act up again. He tripped on the stones in front of his house, the only thing stopping him from cracking his head on them the arm that had caught him. "Tsuna!"

Must have been Hayato who caught him, "I'm alright, really. And stop giving me that dang look! Yes, that one! The one you're giving me right now!" Tsuna was a bit fed up with the worried looks they sent him whenever anything happened. He wasn't an invalid, damn it!

This was one of the reasons that he hadn't told them about his condition. If he told them, they would try to bundle him up in bubble wrap and lock him away. Tsuna would try to escape, they would bring him back, he would try to escape, and the cycle would continue. Later, they would realize that what they had done was hurting him, but the damage would already be done.

Though, when he thought about it more, Reborn would be more likely to train him in order to counteract the dyspraxia, not lock him up. Plus, if Reborn was calm about the whole thing, then his Guardians would be more likely to be calm about it, and they could talk things through like rational people. Not emotional, clingy, Elements. (He loved them anyway.)

He would tell Reborn tonight.

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When Tsuna asked to talk to Reborn, he was puzzled and wary. It was late enough that Tsuna's Guardians had gone home, but not late enough that Tsuna would suffer tomorrow for staying up a little later. It was as good a time as any.

"What did you want, Dame-Tsuna?" Tsuna, who was seated on the bed, looked nervous, more nervous than he was for a normal conversation. He suspected that it might have something to do with the sudden reappearance of Tsuna's clumsiness.

Tsuna took a deep breath and said, "I have dyspraxia."

What? Dyspraxia? Reborn calmed himself from the shock of the announcement. It explained a lot of things. Tsuna showed several symptoms, but he hadn't put it all together. Why hadn't it showed up in the future? He eyed Tsuna for a moment. Be calm and logical, Reborn. "What symptoms do you have?" Judging by how Tsuna had relaxed, it was the right choice.

"I have really poor balance, lack of spatial awareness, I tend to trip over things, I have a lot of trouble using pencils, but keyboards are a lot easier." Tsuna breathed for a moment, watching him for his reaction. When he stayed calm, Tsuna continued without prompting, "I tend to switch which hand is dominant, I hate being touched unless it's either you or my Guardians," Trust issues and over-sensitivity, Reborn thought, "and I have trouble telling left from right."

Reborn wracked his brain, trying to see if he could think of things that would help with those problems. Tsuna needed to have training to compensate for his condition. Actually, he should ask about the future before he forgot. "Why didn't you show any signs of it while we were in the future?"

"I figured out that my Flames temporarily cancel out my dyspraxia, and I developed a way to release enough Flames to 'cure' it." Tsuna looked proud of his accomplishment (he should, few people had that level of control), but then his face fell, "Unfortunately, it's pretty draining over any significant amount of time, so I can't do it to often. When we were in the future, I took naps whenever I had free-time so I could replenish them and give myself a break."

Made sense, but "Why are you telling me first? Shouldn't your Guardians be here for this?"

"Well... I thought about it, but I know them. When I tell them, they are gonna freak out about this." Tsuna gave a sheepish grin, "So I figured that if I told you first, you could be there, and seeing you so calm and unworried is gonna make them calm down."

"I see. You'll tell them tomorrow, after school. Meet me in the park."

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Tsuna, his gaggle of Guardians behind him, walked to the park. He was practically quaking with nerves. They walking up to where Reborn was sitting on the fence when he tripped. Three people caught him and pulled him back up.

"Hey! Are you okay?" Three different voices asked.

"It's fine, I'm fine. Stop worrying so much!" He said, pushing forward. If he didn't tell them now, he would have a lot more trouble doing it later.

"Dame-Tsuna, you have something you need to explain, right?" Reborn's familiar voice rang out. Ok, it's not that different from when you told Reborn, and look! You have support this time, he told himself.

Take a deep breathe, steel yourself, and say it, "I have dyspraxia."

The reactions were about as bad as Tsuna thought. There was a lot of yelling, Lambo had latched onto the idea that it was a terminal disease and that he would die, Hayato, Takeshi, and Ryohei were running theirs hand over him, lifting his shirt, trying to see if their were any bruises or wounds. Kyoya looked like he might have heard the term before, and Chrome's face said "Aha!".

They all stopped when Reborn shot into the air as a warning. "Do any of you actually know what dyspraxia is, or are you just panicking to panic?"

"It's where the messages from the brain don't get transmitted to the nerves accurately, right?" Chrome said.

"Yeah. There are a bunch of different symptoms, and people rarely ever have all of them. I got lucky, I don't have any of the ones that impair my speech or my emotions." As his Guardians calmed down, Tsuna explained in detail the problems that came with his condition, as well as the fact that Reborn would be working with him to help with spatial awareness.

The more he explained, the more they calmed down. By the time he finished they were figuring out ways to help with what they could.

"Hey, how come you never have trouble noticing people? We can't ever sneak up on you." Takeshi asked, rubbing the back of his head in confusion, "Also, why didn't you tell us earlier?"

"My Hyper Intuition makes me aware of everyone around me. It doesn't extend to objects though." Tsuna said, "I was afraid that you would treat me differently than normal. I'm not invalid, I just have trouble with some stuff, that's all."

The Guardians looked at each other and nodded. Lambo leapt into Tsuna's arms while the rest surrounded them in a group hug. Just like that, Tsuna knew that nothing could ever make them treat him differently. He relaxed, his worries put to rest.

This was more than anyone had ever done for him, and it made him so happy.