A three-way deadlock, that's what happened when Lambo saw Gokudera. Ok, that's an exaggeration, but what happened next isn't. Lambo, who saw Gokudera not only changing, but rifling through my stuff at the same time as I later learned, tightened his hold on me so much, I thought that my spine was going to snap when he let go of me. Gokudera froze in panic and dropped not only what he was holding, but his barely-secured pants as well. That was when I finally turned around, just as his pants hit the floor. I blushed and turned back to look at Lambo to see what he'd do, but by then, he was already a child. I sighed, possibly one of the biggest nosebleeds I'll ever get gushing freely, and quickly threw Lambo out of the room.

"What, can't a girl have nosebleeds?" I snapped before he could say anything.

He blushed and pulled his pants back up as quickly as possible, "Ah, I wasn't-"

"Save it. So, did you find anything you liked in there?" I asked with a mask on, my intent was to yell at him either way, and I'm sure that he knew it.

"Why?" He edged around his death by answering a question with a question.

"Because, that's the last time you'll ever get to see anything a woman owns in person," I growled and started to chase him around the room with the resolve to murder him, sensei's brother or not.

"Ashura....Oh, excuse us," Kyoko said blushing as she and Haru walked in on me sitting on top of Gokudera, strangling him.

"Oh, hello girls," I smiled at them, forgetting that I was in the midst of attempting murder.

"We should go," Haru grabbed Kyoko's shoulder to drag her out of the room.

I knew this wasn't going to go smoothly, so I got off of Hayato to stop them from leaving, "This isn't what it looks like. He was going through my things after I specifically told him not to, so we got into a fight,"

Gokudera was unconscious, and for that I was glad, because he couldn't contradict the story. However, because he was out of it, I could not clean this mess up, unless I lied. Well, desperate times call for desperate measures.

"He fell asleep during the fight, so I tried to get him into the bed, but he's too heavy for me to carry, so I fell on top of him. I was checking his pulse when you two came in," My story was fantastic, but I knew that they'd buy it.

"Are you alright?" Kyoko asked me worriedly.

I smiled kindly at her, "I'm fine, but I think I'm just going to keep an eye Hayato, alright?"

"You're such a great friend. Well, we'll talk to you later," Haru smiled at me and they left.

I sighed, most of my energy spent, and stared at Gokudera, just lying there motionlessly. With my luck, I had killed him, so I decided to make part of my story true and check his pulse.

"Mm," He grumbled as soon as I bent over him and put my fingers to his neck again.

"Tsk, relax, I'm not trying to kill you again," I was too weak to fight with him anymore at the moment.

He snorted, "That's a first,"

"Listen, I warned you,"I backed away but remained sitting on the edge of the bed next to him, "All in all, I do feel bad about my reaction, not that I expect you to believe me,"

"I believe that you regret you choice, but only because of your own neck," He accused me.

I shook my head, "No, my resolve at the time was to kill you, regardless of family,"

"Then why did you stop?" He inquired lightly.

I smirked at him, "That's a bit personal, isn't it?"

He squirmed uncomfortably, "Yeah,"

"Relax, little bomber boy, I'll indulge you. Kyoko and Haru walked in, and I stopped to greet them," I told him simply, wanting to keep the honest, more complicated truth that I didn't understand myself a secret if I could.

"Bullshit. There's no way that's the only reason that you spared me," He used his surprisingly analytical mind to find out that wasn't the entire truth.

"What do you want me to say? That I like you?" I shielded myself.

"If that's the truth," He doubted that that was it.

"Well that's not it. The truth is, not that I understand it myself, is that I saved you on a whim," I saw that I'd have to elaborate if I wanted him off my back about this, "I guess that I saved you because, as much as I hate it, you're my first real friend,"

"Friend?" He mused aloud.

"Sorry, but you should know that mafiosi don't have friends," I blushed, this explanation getting worse by the slowly-ticking second.

"None that last," He shrugged, an agreement of our unlikely friendship.

"Wow, you two sure have been gone for a long time," Reborn said when Hayato and I finally joined the group again since our arrival.

"You know, I'm sick and tired of saying that nothing is going on with us, so you know what? I'm not going to make any more excuses or tell anymore stories, because it just goes in one ear and out of the other one," I said aggrievedly as we all sat down for dinner.

Ironically, if you could call it ironic, I was sitting between Lambo and Gokudera. And it wasn't child Lambo either. I don't know why, but he didn't seem very happy with me. Well, I'd figure it out sooner or later, sooner being my plan.

"Lambo, what is it? You seem so cross," I asked, placing my hands on his arm.

He just looked at me, "It's nothing, just something that currently happened to me,"

I rested my chin on his shoulder, getting several disapproving looks, "It has something to do with me, doesn't it?"

Just as he was about to answer, child Lambo poofed back into his place. He can never change back at a good moment, can he? No, it's always the worst possible moment. I wonder if maybe it was something about Gokudera and me? Nah, I'm being crazy, because aside from our strange and surprising friendship, there was nothing between us.

When it was time to leave, I looked around the room to make sure I had everything. Don't get me wrong, it was nice have a room to myself, but if gave way to lots of speculation. Of course I didn't blame my roommate for not showing up, because I just couldn't blame someone I've never met before.

"Yo," Dino-ni popped into my room, "It's been a long time,"

I zipped up my suitcase, judging that I had everything, "Not that long. I've seen you around,"

He smirked nastily at me, "Yeah, well it's not my fault you've been busy fighting with Gokudera. Though, I can't help but wonder if it's the conventional sort of fighting or not,"

I glared at him, "You really want to ask your sister about her sex life?"

"You better mean lack of one," He threatened me seriously.

I smiled fleetingly, "Sure, sure,"

"Ashura-chan," He growled.

I sighed, not wanting to talk about this, especially with my big brother, "Don't worry, I can still honestly wear white on my wedding day,"

"And it better stay like that," He smiled at me, "Now, are you ready to go back?"

I frowned, "To Italy?"

"I never thought I see the day when you didn't want to be Italy," He laughed at me, causing me to get defensive.

"Hey, I'm not done with my training yet," I tried to keep it together, but it was harder than I would have imagined.

"Eh? I thought you would have mentioned your boyfriend," He looked at me like an owl on the hunt.

"Tch, how many times do I have to tell you, Gokudera isn't my boyfriend, Lambo is," I grumbled.

He raised his eyebrow at me in amusement, "I never said who was your boyfriend and who wasn't. It sounds like you need to have a little talk with yourself about your priorities, Ashura-chan,"

I hated admitting it, but I agree. Not for those reasons of course, I mean, I knew where I stood with Lambo and Gokudera both. No, I needed to learn to control myself so people couldn't provoke me about my relationship with Hayato.

What's up, people? Yes, hi, hello. I have watched up to episode 83 now, so I think I'm getting the subject matter down. Yeah, ok, I don't own, and uh, thanks for the reviews!