A/N: Thrid update, guys, enjoy! And question! How would you guys like for me to make a comic out of these stories? I'm trying my best to figure out how to do the comic for 'A Marionette's Requiem' but when I do that'll be the first thing I do. But anyway give me your thoughts! XD

'Italics' are for the video.

"What. Is. This." It's most definitely safe to say that Kyoya Hibari was not amused by this at all. Reborn, on the other hand, was the exact opposite times ten. The others lay as gaping wrecks on the variety of furniture that litter the room.

Confused?

Well remember that time when Giannini's invention that went haywire because of Hibari's coffee? And do you all remember that Reborn asked for a camera before he fixed said machine? Yeah well now they're all looking at the video. Gokudera and Mukuro were already in depression corner while the rest couldn't look away from the screen. Reborn was trying so hard not to bust a gut laughing mainly because their faces were so priceless.

"Dame-Tsuna, what are you mumbling about?" Reborn asked while approaching the brunette. The man looked straight into the camera with the most blank face in the universe.

"Go away or I'll kill you." and he continued his mumbling.

"Well..." Reborn scoffed in mock hurt and made his way to his next victim. "Yamamoto, how are you?"

"Bleak," was the immediate reply, "or better yet, dead. Why am I here?"

"Over emotional much?" the hitman snickered as he spotted Gokudera behind the baseball star still hitting on Chrome. "Any luck, Gokudera?!"he shouted/laughed as the bomber turned to him, a huge grin on his face.

"NOT NOW BUT I'LL HAVE HER YET!" and he continued doing what he was doing. Reborn turned the camera to Mukuro who was glaring at a way to extatic Hibari.

"Come hither and let us embrace in our new found friendship as we leap into the on coming sunset in utter joy! The flowers in the garden of purity shall not wait for us long, we must enjoy its beauty now, as friends! Please wipe that frown off of your face before I do it for you, punk." Hibari said that whole entire speal while laughing and clinging onto a deadly Mukuro who looked about ready to strangle him.

"Well said, Hibari." Reborn nodded in mock approval.

"WHATN'T IT THOUGH?!" Hibari gushed with a gigantic cheesy grin as he put a choke hold on the illusionist. Mukuro was not pleased.

"Release me or suffer the consequences."

"And what are you going to do if I don't, PINEAPPLE-HEAD?!" the prefect shouted to the skies.

World War III started then and there. Reborn did one last round around the room before turning the camera towards himself.

"The joys of these random moments. Got to LOVE blackmail." With that he signed off.

Hibari, by now, was fuming and everyone else took their respective places in the depression corner. The prefect took on a fighting stance and faced the hitman with a bloodthirsty aura.

"Herbivore-" Reborn stopped him with a hand.

"Before you even start, I suggest you go after the person responsible for the machine in the first place." and just like that Hibari was on a search and destroy mission for Giannini. The others slowly flowing suit.

Uncovering the Truth: You're doing it wrong.