The next morning when I left my room to get ready, I saw something that ruined my entire day: My roommate Hayato Gokudera! He and I were both reaching for the same doorknob of the same bathroom when we noticed each other.

He glared at me and grabbed a stick of dynamite from his pocket, "I was here first!"

I shrugged and used a simple front kick to not only prevent him from using his dynamite but to get into the bathroom first, but because I felt bad, I gave him fair warning, "I'd think twice about taking my towel if I were you. In fact, it would be best if you just stayed clear of the bathroom while I was in here,"

"Whatever," He turned to the other bathroom and entered it, but only after sticking his tongue out at me.

"What a child," I chuckled and started my shower.

After the middle school class was over for the day, everyone was busy with something or other, so Gokudera had no choice but to come home. Unfortunately for him, Bianchi, who was still teaching me for the day, had brought Lambo and I-pin over with her. We were talking about the next lesson when he entered the kitchen, foolishly thinking he'd be alone.

"Bianchi?" He doubled over from seeing his sister's face, the memories of her poison cooking taking its toll on his stomach.

"Tsk, I guess that means we're done for today? I mean, unless you don't want to attend to your little brother?" I knew she was going to help him, so I stood up from my seat.

She did nothing to stop me, so I knew that either she was waiting for me to do something stupid or else it really was fine. Me, myself, and I, we think it the first choice, so I sat back down.

"Ashura, Lambo wants some cake!" He jumped into my arms.

I smiled at him, "Well, we'll have to go to the store, because I won't be learning about baking for a long time, Ok?"

Gokudera sat up holding his stomach, "What is that stu-"

I shot him a warning glare.

"Is Lambo doing here?" He forced himself to finish.

It was Bianchi's turn to speak, so Hayato quickly looked at the farthest thing from his sister, me, "I brought them here because Lambo was missing his girlfriend,"

I side kicked Gokudera in the shin for looking at me for such a long length of time, "What, you have something to say to me?"

"Yeah," He rubbed his shin under the table and growled, "There are several things I'd like to say to you,"

Bianchi blinked, "Hayato, you finally found your first love,"

We both looked at her, panic-stricken and not in a dying mood, "NO!"

She looked between us, thinking she saw something that just wasn't there, "Well, regardless if you two are a couple yet or not, I see the spark there, and sooner or later-"

"Bianchi-sensei, please, you of all people should understand that my heart is already taken and can not be touched by anyone else," I held my heart and stared happily at Lambo.

"Ashura, don't assume anything. If I've learned anything in this life, it's that love can surprise you," Bianchi stood up and waved at the kitchen door, "Well, you'll learn that soon enough,"

With that said, she was gone. I wanted to argue my point more, but it was for the best that she left. Gokudera seemed to agree that her leaving was a good thing too, but his reasons were different.

"Are you going to have all of your lessons here?" He snapped at me, as if I could control the destination of my lessons.

"What's it matter to you?" I snapped back as if it was his fault he came home early.

Oh wait, it was his fault, the moron. He proved my point just my looking to see where the children had gone to. Clearly they went off with Bianchi. He tried to hide the fact that he was looking for them, but he didn't fool me at all. Being the nice person that I am, I didn't call him out on it.

"My sister is going to kill me one of these days," He finally continued our conversation, not that I would have cared either way.

"Oh? So you grew up with your sister?" I was interested in how that happened.

"What, you didn't grow up with Dino?" He looked at me with mild interest.

I sighed, "No, I spent my childhood shipped from country to country, city to city, town to town. I spent the better part of my adolescent life training,"

He looked at me skeptically, "Your adolescent life? How old are you? I wouldn't even give you twenty,"

"Fifteen. I spent the first few months of my life ignored, forced into a type of survival of the fittest, and I spent the duration of my time training not only for my job, but training for my marriage as well. You?" I hastily yet casually changed the subject.

My past was a long and brutal one, but perhaps the worst part of my life was the short time when I was living with my groom-to-be on borrowed time. It was not borrowed for the sake of being happily and blindly in love, but for staling the wedding. If not for my brother, I would be married to a psychotic killer who only sees people as playthings. Well, at least until they carted him off to prison.

"I used to play pianio. At one of my first big recitals, my sister made me some cookies. I became horribly ill and the recital was horrible, but everyone around me loved it, so for all of my recitals after that, I had to eat her cooking," He tried to shrug it off like it was no big deal, but I knew that it was.

"You had a more complicated childhood than you let on, didn't you? I guess we're more alike than I realized. That must be why I hate you so much," I smiled ruefully at him and left to my room to train.

He didn't like what I had to say, so he charged at me, pinning me to the wall with his elbow and arms, "Don't think you understand me, just because you had a messed up life!"

"Really, you make it sound like I had just insulted the 10th. I thought you were more mature than this, but you're still just a child," I pushed him away and tilted my head somberly at him, "Tell me one thing, what do you think will happen in the future? What, you assume that you would die in Tsuna-san's defence, but then what? You make it sound like you'll die any day, but yet you also make it sound like you'll live as long as he's alive. Please, just tell me what your vision of the future is,"

He looked away, "It doesn't concern you at all,"

"For once I agree with you. It doesn't concern me at all, but Lambo-sama is one of the guardians, is he not? Therefore, by some extension, I am involved with the Vongola family," I kept the atmosphere serious, knowing now was not the time to lighten the mood if I wanted answers.

"Hmph, fine, I'll tell you. I haven't really thought about it," He admitted, embarrassed that I was right about him being childish.

I couldn't help but to laugh. Annoyed by my reaction, he scowled at me. I smiled to show him I meant no ill will. He huffed and puffed, but I knew that for now we were getting along. Gross, I can't believe how low I'm stooping, just for a civil housing arrangement.

Hahaha! Lambo-san is here! Sorry, that was necessary. Ok, here's the next target. Yeah, if that was unsatisfactory, I'll explain a thing or two. One, and most obvious, this is my fic, so therefore what I say goes, sorry, and second, that last line was to explain the entire chapter. At least, that's the author's conclusion. For you, you may get a different conclusion. I think that one person may conclude one thing while someone will conclude another, I can't explain it more than that.