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With that aside, I hope everyone enjoys the newest chapter! There aren't any warnings I can think of unless you see this chapter as sickeningly cute. =) Yep, this chapter is the Little Yamamoto and Little Gokudera chapter! The only reminders I have is that when people speak in a different language, their words will be italicized and in quotation marks and that Little Yamamoto still has his speech impediment. Have fun reading!

Part 5

It had been an hour since Yamamoto and Gokudera had gotten hit by the modified 10-Year-Bazooka and fifteen minutes since Little Gokudera had accepted the younger Yamamoto's friendship. Tsuna now found himself in an almost empty house (his father was still passed out downstairs with Romario taking care of him) watching over the two little toddlers from the past with the help of Dino, who was there to translate, and the ever watchful eyes of Reborn.

Currently, the two older males and Reborn—who was taking a nap (so much for watchful eyes)—were up in Tsuna's room conversing on what to do in their situation as the kids played in the corner of the room. Tsuna had dug up some of his old toys that Lambo and I-Pin had played with when they were younger and had given them to Gokudera and Yamamoto to play with. As of now, the two-year-olds were sitting a distance away from each other and rolling a medium sized ball back and forth between them. Little Yamamoto was all smiles. He was only too happy to be spending time with his newfound friend. Little Gokudera on the other hand, looked bored out of his mind as he pushed the blue ball with yellow stars back towards the awaiting Japanese boy. It was obvious that he was getting little enjoyment out of their current activity.

Seeing as rolling the ball was becoming less exciting by the second, Little Gokudera opened his mouth and spoke his mind about how he wanted to play something different but Little Yamamoto just gave him a funny look, not understanding what the other boy was saying. Feeling a little irritated that his translator was too busy talking with the brown-haired kid on the other side of the room and not helping him, Little Gokudera stood up and started walking over towards the table where the older boys were sitting at. Since he didn't know that the silver-haired boy was going to get up, Yamamoto pushed the star patterned ball towards where Gokudera had been mere seconds ago, the ball continuing to roll across Tsuna's bedroom floor until it hit the wall on the opposite side where it laid lonely and forgotten.

Bright hazel colored eyes welled up in sadness as he watched his newfound friend walk away from him, wondering if he had done something wrong to make the other just up and leave him like that. Weren't they having fun? It was here that Little Yamamoto noticed a smaller red colored ball lying near his feet. The tiny Japanese boy picked up the rubbery-feeling ball in his soft tanned hands, an idea quickly coming to his mind.

"Hey, Goku-chan!" The bubbly little toddler yelled out as he stood up and reared his arm back; the one that held the rubber ball. "Catch!"

Now, since Little Gokudera didn't understand Japanese and since he didn't recognize the name that the younger boy was calling him, it wasn't all too surprising when the silver-haired toddler didn't turn around to catch the rubber ball as Little Yamamoto threw it like a baseball (just like his dad had taught him!) towards him. In fact, the only people who responded to the Japanese boy's call were Tsuna and Dino as they turned to see what the little boy was shouting about. Of course, they were too late in saving Gokudera from a ball to the back of his head and could only stare on in shock as the little silver-haired child fell forward from the momentum of the throw and planted his face into the carpet below him.

As the two older boys continued to stare at the befallen boy in astonishment while Little Yamamoto blinked in a perplexed manner as to why Gokudera hadn't caught the ball like he had instructed, Little Gokudera pushed himself off of the ground and stood back up on wobbly feet. The Italian toddler turned around and glared heated daggers at the boy who had hit him, rubbing the slowly forming bump on the back of his head in the process.

"I should have known you were like everyone else!" The Italian boy yelled out, his green-grey eyes scrunching up in hurt at the younger boy's unknown betrayal. Hardly anyone he knew was nice to him and he thought that the spikey-haired toddler would have been different but that obviously wasn't the case. The bump on the back of his head was proof of that. "You're just like everyone else at my house!" And with that, Little Gokudera ran out of Tsuna's bedroom once again and away from a now very confused Little Yamamoto.

Since Yamamoto hadn't understood a single word the little Italian had shouted at him, he could only stare after the boy's retreating back with confusion and sadness. He knew that he had hurt the other in some way but he hadn't meant to; Little Yamamoto had just wanted to play. Did this mean that his new friend didn't like him anymore?

Seeing the raven-haired toddler's eyes begin to shine with held back tears, Tsuna finally shook himself from his previous stupor and rushed over to the little boy; Dino following close behind.

"I'll go and catch up to Gokudera, Tsuna." The blonde-haired mafia don informed his younger friend as he made his way out of Tsuna's bedroom to do as he had said. Tsuna responded back with a distracted 'ok' as he knelt down to Little Yamamoto's level to try and comfort the little boy. This situation reminded him of the older versions of his friends, almost to a tee (except for the crying, of course). It wasn't all that hard to see the similarities with how the little toddlers reacted around each other in comparison to the present Yamamoto and Gokudera.

"Yamamoto-kun." Tsuna consoled the raven-haired toddler gently by putting his hands on the little boy's shoulders in a comforting manner. The teary eyed child glanced up towards him at the touch. "You know that you did a bad thing, right?"

The Japanese child continued to sniffle as Tsuna's words reached his ears. "I-I j-just wanted t-to p-pway…" Little Yamamoto whimpered out between distressed hiccups as he rubbed at his glistening eyes. He disliked the fact that his new friend was angry with him again.

Tsuna's eyes softened at his little friend's words. He gently grabbed a hold of the hand that Little Yamamoto was using to wipe his tears away, effectively stopping the upset toddler from reddening his eyes further. At the feeling of Tsuna grasping his arm, Little Yamamoto stared back up at the short teen in confusion as Tsuna prepared himself to remind the little boy about their situation.

"Remember Yamamoto-kun, Gokudera-kun doesn't understand our language." Tsuna restated firmly, his eyes imploring the little boy to remember the important facts he was telling him. "He didn't understand that you wanted him to catch the ball you threw and because of that he got upset."

The brown-haired teen's words seemed to be the catalyst to Little Yamamoto's tears because the tiny drops of water began to leak from his doleful eyes without restraint, running down his child-like cheeks to the floor below. "S-So Goku-chan d-dinks I w-wanted to huwt him…?" The Japanese toddler hiccupped out with more difficulty than before, his troubled caramel eyes begging Tsuna's to tell him differently.

The spikey-haired mafia boss bestowed a sad smile onto the little toddler, still trying to comfort him as he tried to figure out how to fix the situation. He hoped Dino had found Gokudera-kun already and had talked to the feisty boy and calmed him down. "I'm not sure on what Gokudera-kun said," Tsuna slowly explained as he answered the crying boy's question. "But I think you're right. I have a feeling that Gokudera-kun thought you had hit him on purpose."

"B-But I didn't!" Little Yamamoto cried out in objection. The raven-haired toddler didn't want to think that Gokudera hated him now because of an accident.

"I know you didn't, Yamamoto-kun." Tsuna reassured the ailing boy as he picked him up from his position on the floor and held him in his arms. "Why don't we go and find Gokudera-kun so that you can apologize?"

Little Yamamoto just sniffled and nodded his head solemnly in reply as he wiped at his eyes again. He didn't know why but he hated the feeling of not being liked by the silver-haired toddler and he wanted nothing more than to fix the problem he caused. The raven-haired boy remembered how the other's jade-green eyes shone with hurt after the ball had hit his head. It was the same look he saw in the other's eyes when he had tried to introduce himself earlier. Little Yamamoto had never seen anybody else that had looked at him with so much fear and uncertainty before. The silver-haired boy had an air of loneliness around him that the little Japanese toddler couldn't help but want to erase. That's why, more than anything at the moment, he wanted to be Gokudera's friend because he felt like the other boy really needed one.

As Tsuna left his bedroom with Little Yamamoto in tow, he heard a deep sounding voice further down the hall. Knowing that his dad was more than likely still asleep, Tsuna headed towards what he thought to be Dino's voice. As he approached closer, he noticed that the voice—he could tell that it definitely was Dino's by this point—was coming from inside the guest room where Futa, Lambo and I-Pin slept and that a smaller sounding child-like voice was responding back in Italian.

Knowing he was in the right location, Tsuna entered the room to see Dino and Little Gokudera sitting on the floor, the silver-haired toddler holding a partially open and relatively big children's picture book in his tiny hands. Dino was quick to notice his 'little brother's entrance and ended his conversation with Gokudera mid-speech, beckoning the brunette over to him with a hand.

Seeing as Dino had stopped talking to him, Little Gokudera turned his head in the direction of the blonde-haired man's and saw Tsuna standing in the room's entryway with Little Yamamoto in his arms, the tiny Japanese boy still sniffling and rubbing at his eyes. Trying to not be affected by the little boy's obvious feelings of distress, Little Gokudera just 'humphed' and turned back to his book. He had seen how the other kids at the mansion reacted when he yelled at them or when he would hit them for bullying him. It was usually all an act in order to get him in trouble with his parents when the other kids had obviously started the fight first. Why would that dark-haired kid be acting any differently? He had been the one to throw a ball at his head after all.

When Tsuna finally made his way up to the two sitting males—Gokudera glowering into his book at his and Yamamoto's close proximity— he couldn't help but ask, "Did you talk with Gokudera-kun about how it was all a misunderstanding, Dino-san?"

Dino gave his fellow pupil a sad smile in return. "Yeah, but he doesn't seem to believe me. He said that every kid he has met has been mean to him so he doesn't think that Yamamoto is any different."

Tsuna frowned at that, not liking the idea of one of his friends being bullied for most of his childhood. It wasn't fun. He had experience in that field after all. "Well, can you tell Gokudera-kun that Yamamoto-kun wants to apologize for the misunderstanding?" The spikey-haired teen implored. He knew full well that if Gokudera didn't accept Yamamoto's apology that it would only make the situation worse.

In return to the future mafia boss's question, Dino transformed his sad smile into a quirky one. "Well, I would but this little guy doesn't go by the name of Gokudera. He told me that himself!"

"Ehhhh?" Tsuna exclaimed in astonishment, not sure on how to process what the older man was telling him. "What do you mean he doesn't go by Gokudera?"

Dino gave a playful scoff at his friend's overreaction; he hadn't met anyone besides Tsuna who had such expressive facial features. "Well, Gokudera was born in Italy, Tsuna. Most of his blood is Italian. Wouldn't it make sense for him to have an Italian name?"

There was a short silence as Tsuna mulled over Dino's words, his face scrunching up in concentration. He understood what Dino was getting at but then why did Gokudera go by a Japanese name here? Was that his real name? "So…Gokudera-kun has two different names then?"

The blonde-haired man just shrugged in response. "Yeah, more than likely. I've done research on Gokudera's heritage and with him being the son of a mafia boss and a half-bred Italian woman, it would make the most sense for him to go by an Italian name. If his mother did give him a Japanese name and he went by it then it would be obvious to the mafia world that Gokudera's father had had an affair. Half-breeds are seen as outcasts within most mafia syndicates and children from affairs are as well."

The frown on Tsuna's face only grew deeper and deeper as Dino finished his explanation, an old memory coming to the forefront of the brunette's mind. "But…doesn't everyone find out about Gokudera-kun's heritage anyway? I think I remember Reborn saying that Gokudera-kun heard about his mother from one of the maids…"

"Yeah, that was the case." Dino affirmed Tsuna's suspicions with a frown of his own. "I did research on your guardian's histories a few years ago to make sure that they wouldn't cause too many problems for you, Tsuna, and I can say with certainty that Gokudera's heritage is eventually figured out. That's why he wasn't accepted into any mafia syndicates until the Ninth hired him as an occasional assassin-for-hire back when you guys were in middle school."

Tsuna's chocolate-brown eyes shook with aggravation at the news. Of course he had always had his suspicions concerning Gokudera's anti-social behavior but the silver-haired teen had never told him too much about his past. He hated to think about how lonely Gokudera must have felt most of his life and that there wasn't anything he could do to change it. "So," Tsuna began again, trying to keep the anger in his voice under control. "What is Gokudera-kun's real name?"

Dino's eyes shone with sympathy at noticing how upset his friend was at the news. "It won't do you any good to be angry with yourself, Tsuna. Gokudera eventually met up with you guys after all, so he does find a better place to be. You guys were worlds apart until he came to Japan so there's nothing you could have done to help him beforehand."

Tsuna just gave an exhausted sigh in response, not caring that Dino hadn't answered his previous question. He knew that he shouldn't get so worked up over something that happened in the past but he just felt so frustrated! With another sigh, Tsuna finally took in Dino's words and gave the blonde-haired man a soft, grateful smile, understanding that Gokudera was better off now since he had come to Japan and finally found some friends (even though he never liked to admit it).

"Oh, and Gokudera's real name is actually Constantine."

The smile quickly left Tsuna's face to be replaced with a look of shock. The spikey-haired boy scrunched up his nose at the name as he tried to pronounce it. According to him, it was weird to call Gokudera-kun something other than, well, Gokudera-kun. "Cone-stan-tine?"

"Heh, yeah." Dino responded with a smile, not caring that Tsuna hadn't pronounced the name accurately. "It's actually a pretty good name in Italian. Don't you like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it…"Tsuna stated slowly as he mulled the name over again. "…It's just that I've always known him as Gokudera-kun, so it's just kind of weird."

By this point, Little Yamamoto had stopped his sniffling and was listening in on the two older males' conversation. He also tried to pronounce the silver-haired toddler's true name but it was all in vain. It was just too weird for him. "I like 'Goku-chan' better!" The practically two-years-old Japanese boy exclaimed in slight indignation. In his little brain, the Italian name sounded scary and even though it fit the silver-haired boy, Goku-chan sounded much nicer and cuter!

"Hehe, I thought you would say that!" Dino laughed good-naturedly. "How about I ask him if we can just call him Gokudera? I feel weird calling him Constantine too."

Tsuna and Little Yamamoto nodded enthusiastically in response as Dino did as he was asked. At first, Little Gokudera seemed slightly offended at the question but then he just shrugged his tiny shoulders and went back to looking at that picture book he had found. He was used to other's calling him weird and inappropriate names, so what could one more hurt?

Dino rose an eyebrow at the little boy's indifferent attitude but smiled nonetheless as he gazed back up towards Tsuna and Yamamoto. "Well…it seems he doesn't mind."

Tsuna let out a breath he didn't know that he had been holding as he set Little Yamamoto back down on his feet. "Well, now that that's out of the way, how about you apologize to Gokudera-kun now?"

Little Yamamoto gazed back up at Tsuna in trepidation, a little frightened of what the outcome was going to be. "But what if he doesn't wike me anymowe…"

Tsuna just gave the little boy a reassuring smile as he said. "Don't worry, Gokudera-kun might act all grumpy but I don't think he could really hate you." What Tsuna didn't add—what he was afraid to add—was 'I hope'.

Little Yamamoto's eyes shone with renewed hope as he nodded up at Tsuna to show that he understood. As the little boy turned around and gathered up his courage, he approached the silver-haired toddler who was still busy looking over his picture book. "Um…" Little Yamamoto started shyly, his hazel eyes shaking with remorse as he gazed down at the boy ignoring him. "I'm weawwy sowwy I huwt you, Goku-chan. I didn't mean it. I just wanted to pway."

After Dino's translation and hearing the sadness in the other boy's voice, Little Gokudera couldn't help but look up at the Japanese boy in slight surprise. Yamamoto actually sounded sorry. Did that mean that the blonde Italian man was right in that it had all been a misunderstanding? As pale green eyes met remorseful brown, Little Gokudera could finally see how truthful the other boy was being and couldn't help but blush. No one had ever given him a heartfelt apology before…

A little embarrassed at how nice the other boy was being to him in comparison to what he was used too, Little Gokudera practically buried his face into the big picture book he was holding and nodded his head to show that he accepted Little Yamamoto's apology.

An exuberant smile spread across Little Yamamoto's face so fast at the silver-haired toddler's acceptance that anyone would have missed it if they had blinked. With a little exclamation of joy, the smaller version of Yamamoto plopped himself down next to the embarrassed Italian child. He made to grab for one side of the huge picture book the other was holding in order to share but Little Gokudera saw the movement and flinched, closing the picture book in the process and hugging the oversized book to his tiny body in defense. He was not the least bit interested in sharing.

Little Yamamoto's eyes welled back up in sadness at the other boy's refusal. Did he do something wrong again? Seeing how hurt the Japanese boy was at his actions, a look of guilt quickly swept over Little Gokudera's face. With slight reluctance, the Italian toddler opened the picture book back to the first page and offered one end of the book for Little Yamamoto to hold and share. The raven-haired child's eyes lit up with happiness at the silver-haired boys offer as he took a hold of the offered book edge and scooted closer so that he could fully see the book, the two little boy's shoulders just brushing as they glanced over the pages together.

"Ha, I guess I don't need to translate!" Dino laughed happily as he witnessed the future rain and storm guardian getting along again.

Tsuna laughed along with Dino too, glad that the two-year-olds were acting friendly towards each other once again. As the brown-haired teen looked upon the adorable scene before him, he was quick to notice something that Dino hadn't. "Um, I actually think you do need to translate, Dino-san."

The blonde-haired don blinked up at Tsuna in confusion before he followed to where his 'little brother's' chocolate-brown eyes were resting, noticing that Little Gokudera was talking in deliberately slow Italian as he pointed to different pictures within the book. Seeing that the feisty Italian child was trying to teach Little Yamamoto his own language, Dino was quick to jump in and help; a little flustered that he hadn't noticed what was going on until then.

Tsuna couldn't help but laugh at the spectacle as he sat down beside Dino to watch his toddler-formed best friends interact with each other, taking delight in the unusually happy and friendly spectacle as Dino went back and forth explaining Italian and Japanese to the two little children since Little Yamamoto wanted to teach Gokudera his language as well. If only his present friends could be this nice around each other…

The spikey-haired teen shook his head as recent memories from earlier that day resurfaced. He had no idea what Yamamoto and Gokudera were fighting about this time but it had seemed serious. Not to mention, Gokudera had actually stated that he didn't hate Yamamoto, which was unusual to say the least, from Tsuna's point of view anyway. The future Vongola boss couldn't help but think that he was missing something, that there was something going on between his two best friends. But what was it?

A half hour later, when the little versions of Gokudera and Yamamoto were done looking over their picture book (It had mainly been about aliens), Tsuna and Dino found themselves walking down the stairs towards the living room. They had agreed that finding some cartoons for the little kids to watch would be fun for them and were making their way to the living room to do just that.

As the two older males entered the living room, Romario glanced up from the novel he was reading after hearing their entrance. The older Italian man was sitting at the small table in the living room where Iemetsu was still passed out against; a warm blanket wrapped around the drunken man's shoulders. What was also surprising was that Reborn, who had obviously woken up from his nap, was sitting beside Romario drinking tea.

"So how is the babysitting job going?" The arcoboleno toddler questioned with slight interest as he took another sip of his warm beverage.

"I think it's actually going pretty good now." Tsuna replied with an unusually confident smile. "Dino and I are going to find some cartoons for Gokudera-kun and Yamamoto-kun to watch."

Reborn raised an eyebrow at his current pupil's attitude. It was unusual for the teen to be acting so calm and collected and even more so for Gokudera and Yamamoto to be getting along. Of course, he already knew about the two guardians' current relationship—he could read minds after all—but it was still strange to think of them actually playing nice with each other.

Romario seemed to pick up on Reborn's skepticism because he directed that look towards his boss as well. "If you don't mind me asking Boss but where are the children? Shouldn't you be watching them?"

Dino rubbed the back of his head sheepishly at his right-hand man's scrutiny, a little irritated by the question. "Come on Romario, do you think I would just stop watching them?"

"Actually—"

"What do you mean actually?" Dino exclaimed in astonishment as Romario gave him a knowing look. "I would have you know that they are currently playing tag and are totally safe!"

Just as those words left the Cavollone boss's mouth two little toddlers burst into the living room, both boys giggling uncontrollably as they ran around Dino's and Tsuna's legs with Little Yamamoto giving chase to Gokudera. The black-haired Japanese boy looked a little bruised up as he continued to laugh and chase after his silver-haired friend (surprisingly, Gokudera seemed to be enjoying himself as much as Yamamoto was) showcasing that Dino hadn't been completely correct.

Fate seemed to want to rub in the fact that Dino was incorrect in his previous statement because a few seconds after the toddlers had entered the room, Little Yamamoto tripped and fell into a roll as he hit the floor, his bubbly laughter cut short as he made his unceremonious tumble. Tsuna and Dino gasped at the sight while Little Gokudera stopped running away and peered back towards the fallen toddler. The two older males looked frightened and worried for the toddler while the little silver-haired boy stared at the fallen boy nonplussed, like he had seen it before. In fact, the second that Little Yamamoto came out of his tumble to face plant onto the floor, he got back up a second later like nothing had ever happened as he laughed and started chasing after Gokudera again; the little Italian smiling in return as he ran away from the other boy's outstretched hands.

The other occupants in the room (the ones that were awake anyway) just stared on in bafflement at the odd spectacle as the two little boys continued to chase each other around the room in their massive giggle fit, Yamamoto frequently falling down and jumping back up to give chase once again.

"It seems that your clumsiness is contagious, Dino." Reborn stated while Romario grunted in agreement beside him, both men (or in this case, one baby) continuing to watch as Yamamoto tripped once again and rolled out into the hallway while Gokudera ran towards the couch on the other side of the room in the completely opposite direction.

"Clumsiness? What are you talking about?" Dino questioned, his tone laced with complete confusion as Little Yamamoto reappeared in the living room still giggling away like he hadn't just roll into the base of the stairs.

Tsuna could only stare at everything going on around him with a deadpanned expression as Yamamoto then proceeded to trip and face plant himself into his father's back, the drunken man so lost in the throes of sleep that he didn't stir from the accidental assault. It was obvious that Dino still had no idea about his own clumsiness and that Yamamoto—the boy with amazing reflexes—became surprisingly clumsy when he was extremely happy.

Before the little boy could cause more harm to himself and ruin Dino's image even more, the said blonde lifted the Japanese toddler up as he and Gokudera tried to run past him again. Little Yamamoto immediately stopped giggling and struggled in the Cavallone boss's grip, one of his tiny hands outstretched as he tried in vain to reach for Gokudera. Noticing that his friend wasn't chasing him anymore, Little Gokudera stopped running and turned around to see the struggling toddler in the older man's arms. Yamamoto had been captured!

A menacing look crossed the silver-haired toddler's face as he witnessed the scene, his little hands bunching up into fists as he heard Little Yamamoto start calling out to him with that overly-cute nickname that he had come up with. Yamamoto was his first real friend and he'd be damned if would let someone else take him away or hurt him!

With his blood boiling over in anger, Little Gokudera started to rush madly towards Dino in order to enact his rescue mission. Sadly, before he could kick the tall Italian translator in the shin and save the day, Tsuna grabbed him up as he ran past before he could do any inevitable harm. That still didn't stop Little Gokudera from struggling in Tsuna's arms and yelling at Dino though. The Cavallone boss could only stare down at the enraged toddler in shock as words that a two-year-old should never be saying left the little boy's lips.

Reborn and Romario watched the scene unfold before them as Little Yamamoto and Gokudera struggled in their guardians' grips to try and reach each other, all the while vulgar language was spewing out of the little Italian boy's mouth like a broken faucet. Romario could only bring his hand up to his mouth in shock while Reborn raised an eyebrow at the scene. Things were starting to get out of hand again.

"Gokudera-kun! Yamamoto-kun!" Tsuna exclaimed in exhaustion as Gokudera accidently (or purposely) kicked him in the stomach again. "Calm down! We just want you both to settle down so that Yamamoto will stop hurting himself!"

Surprisingly, the two toddlers heard the agitated brown-haired teen's words and stopped their struggling (after Dino had quickly translated for Gokudera, of course). Noticing that the children had finally calmed down and that Gokudera had finally stopped swearing at him like a drunken sailor, Dino let out a nervous laugh.

"Hehehe…um, why don't we all go and sit on the couch and watch some t.v.?" The blonde-haired man offered just as nervously as his laugh (Little Gokudera's swearing had unnerved him almost as much as Hibari did with a tonfa), and speaking in both languages so that both of the toddlers understood him. "You guys like cartoons, right?"

Little Yamamoto just nodded his head in a cute fashion while Little Gokudera gave an indifferent huff and crossed his arms, still glaring daggers up at Dino since he hadn't released Yamamoto yet.

Exchanging nervous glances, Tsuna and Dino then decided to place the children back down on the ground. Once they were both released, Little Gokudera marched his way up to Little Yamamoto under a matter of seconds, grabbed the startled boy roughly by the wrist, and started dragging him away from Dino and towards the couch. The silver-haired toddler than sent a withering glare back towards the blonde-haired man, silently warning him to not follow or he would face the consequences.

Dino could only laugh nervously again as he slowly followed behind Tsuna towards the couch. He had no choice but to follow because he was the designated translator. The blonde man could only hope that Little Gokudera didn't bite his hand off for approaching them again—he had already had enough biting for one day, thank you very much.

As they all got comfortable on the couch with Yamamoto being forcibly placed at the end of the couch by a still over protective Gokudera, Tsuna turned on the t.v. with the remote he had on hand and flipped it to the kid's channel. The spikey-haired teen tried to make himself comfortable as they watched the overly silly anime that was on the t.v. but was finding it quite difficult under the circumstances. After all, he was sitting between Little Gokudera and Dino and the silver-haired toddler was still sending death glares Dino's way. It was like he was daring the blonde-haired man to try and touch Yamamoto again. Since Tsuna was caught in the middle, he got the full brunt of the glare as Little Gokudera watched them like a hawk over an oblivious Yamamoto, who was laughing happily at the t.v. screen while he held the feisty Italian's hand in his own and acted like nothing unnatural was going on.

It took a little while for Gokudera to stop glaring at them but by the time it did happen, Little Yamamoto had fallen asleep from all of the energy he had used up playing tag with Gokudera. The raven-haired toddler currently had his head resting against Little Gokudera's shoulder, their tiny hands still intertwined. Tsuna didn't know what to make of the scene as he watched Gokudera shift around uncomfortably as the Japanese boy became dead weight against his side. Obviously, Little Gokudera didn't know what to make of it too and was at a lost for what to do, that is, until he felt his eyes also become heavy with exhaustion. With a cute little yawn that didn't fit his feisty persona, Little Gokudera laid his head upon Little Yamamoto's and promptly fell asleep, the two toddlers now sleeping soundly against each other.

While Tsuna battled within himself to figure out if he should find the scene extremely weird or extremely adorable, he heard Dino let out a heavy sigh next to him. Tsuna turned to look at the frazzled Cavallone boss and couldn't help but feel the other man's exhaustion. After all, his day had basically involved Hibari and feisty children, which wasn't a good mix for anyone's physical or mental health.

"Grazie a Dio." Dino breathed out with relief as he brought a hand up to his hair and began ruffling it out of nervous habit. "I thought he would never stop glaring at me!"

Tsuna could feel Dino's pain as Romario snickered behind them at the table, commenting on how his Boss could handle a blood-thirsty prefect but was at the mercy of a mere Italian toddler with an impeccable choice in vocabulary. Dino didn't have enough energy to argue as he brought his arms up to rest them on top of the couch, finally able to relax now that the children were asleep.

Dino and Tsuna had learned an obvious lesson that day and that was to never, under any circumstances, take Little Yamamoto away from Gokudera.

With the two toddlers asleep on the couch, Tsuna and Dino spent the rest of their time watching more teenage orientated anime's on t.v. Every once in a while, Tsuna would turn his head and see Little Gokudera and Yamamoto sleeping soundly against each other, their chest's rising and falling in synchronization as if they were a single breathing being. Tsuna could feel a gentle smile pull at his lips as he watched his two younger looking friends. Yamamoto and Gokudera got along so well with each other in their younger forms and they didn't even understand the other's language. It was so wonderful to see them finally getting along that the spikey-haired brunette could only hope that the Yamamoto and Gokudera of his time could finally get to that point too, just like their younger selves.

Before the future Vongola Tenth could think more on the subject, he heard the front door open and shut, the sudden noise resounding throughout the room. Turning his head in curiosity towards the living room doorway to see if the rest of the family had come back from shopping, the shorter teen was met with the sound of childish laughter as Lambo, I-Pin and Futa ran into the room, apparently playing their own game of tag. With all the noise, Little Gokudera and Yamamoto slowly woke up as the other children's laughter reached their ears.

Soon after the children had entered the room, Nana and Bianchi also made an appearance, both of the women holding shopping bags full of groceries in their hands.

"We're back!" Nana announced in her regular bubbly fashion, a warm smile spreading across her face as she took in the new people in the room.

Before Tsuna could reply with a regular welcoming, his father sprung up from his slouched sleeping position against the living room table and brought Nana into a hug. Apparently, his wife's voice alone was the only thing that could wake him from the dead of sleep.

"Nana, you came back~" Iemetsu whined in a pitiful fashion as he nuzzled his head against his burdened wife's (the grocery bags were getting heavy), who didn't seem to mind the man's still half-drunken affection.

Nana could only giggle at her husband's usual silly antics as the spikey-blonde-haired man continued to snuggle with her. "Well, it couldn't be helped." Nana started to explain to her half-drunk husband in motherly excitement. "After Bianchi told me about all the extra mouths I was going to be feeding, I had no choice but to go out and pick up some more things for dinner!"

After she explained herself, Nana then glanced in Tsuna's direction and spoke again with her usual smile. "Bianchi told me all about how Gokudera-kun's and Yamamoto-kun's cousins came to visit and how you offered to look after them for the afternoon. That was such a nice thing for you to do, Tsu-kun!"

Tsuna could only scratch the back of his head sheepishly as he realized that his mother was referring to the little versions of Gokudera and Yamamoto. He was sort of glad that Bianchi had already come up with an explanation for the toddlers being there because with all the chaos that had happened during the afternoon he completely forgot to come up with one. "Um…yeah." Tsuna finally replied back in what he hoped was a convincing sounding voice.

Taking in her son's reaction with unfazed acceptance, Nana then turned her attention towards Dino who was sitting beside him. "I'm also glad to see that you're visiting again Dino-kun. It would make me happy if you and Romario-san would stay for dinner as well."

After Dino gave his agreement to stay, Nana and Bianchi then headed towards the kitchen to place the groceries away. Futa and I-Pin went along with them as well to help carry the heavy loads of groceries and to also help with preparing dinner. Bianchi, even though she wanted to help with dinner as well, was forced to occupy a drunken Iemetsu who had followed them into the kitchen to continue his cuddle session from earlier with his wife; which would only distract her from her cooking. That left Romario, Reborn, Dino, Tsuna, Little Yamamoto and Gokudera in the living room with a slightly restless Lambo. The childish cow had been in a playful mood before Futa and I-Pin left him in mid-game to go help with dinner and he still wanted to play.

Quickly glancing around his environment, the little cow's eyes fell onto the only other children in the room. Little Gokudera and Yamamoto were still sitting on the couch, both of the toddlers rubbing at their sleepy eyes as they continued to wake up. Lambo frowned to himself as his emerald-green orbs fell onto Little Gokudera, remembering how much trouble he had gotten into for interacting with the boy and for the fact that older Gokudera, even though Lambo had a weird sort-of respect for the silver-haired Italian, was still very mean towards him whenever he wanted to play.

The curly, black-haired, child knew that he didn't want to get in trouble again, so he didn't want to play with Little Gokudera; Little Yamamoto, on the other hand, was a different story. Lambo had always liked Yamamoto. The taller teen was always nice to everyone and fun to be around (except when he was throwing baseballs). The raven-haired teen would always play with him when he asked, so his younger form shouldn't be all that different, right?

With these thoughts in mind, Lambo finally made his decision and walked up to the couch where the toddlers were sitting. "Hey Yamamoto, do you want to play?" Lambo offered in excitement as he impatiently waited for the now younger child to respond.

Little Yamamoto was very uncertain at first since he remembered how mean Lambo had previously been to him but after seeing how excited and friendly he was being towards him, the little Japanese toddler couldn't help but get pumped up at the thought of playing a game. If he played with Lambo then maybe the older kid wouldn't be so mean to him and Goku-chan anymore!

Nodding his head fervently towards the awaiting cow-child, Little Yamamoto crawled down from his seat on the couch to join Lambo on the floor. Lambo smiled with happiness at the prospect of a new playmate but couldn't contain the twinkle of superiority in his eyes at the thought of being in charge since he was older. In an instant, the older kid's bossy demeanor came back as a new idea for a game popped into his head.

"Ok, we're going to play cops and robbers!" The curly-haired kid exclaimed triumphantly, as he patted Little Yamamoto on the shoulder. "I'm the cop and you're the bad guy, so you have to run away from me. If I catch you then I get to lock you up in jail! Got it?"

Hazel orbs blinked in slight confusion as Yamamoto peered up at the older cow-child, he didn't fully understand what Lambo was talking about but knew that he just had to not get caught by the other. It was like tag right? With a silent nod of his head and his usually exuberant smile, Little Yamamoto was ready to play.

Lambo gave another pompous smirk as he patted Yamamoto on the shoulder again as a sort of congratulations for understanding. "Alright! Since I'm so nice I will give you a head start. I'll count to ten and chase after you. You better run fast because Lambo-san is a super-fast runner!"

With another understanding nod, Little Yamamoto shifted back and forth in anticipation, more than ready to give all he had to make this game as fun as possible with his new friend. He hoped it was a game where you switched players because he wanted to play this with Goku-chan as well! As Lambo turned around and started counting louder than he probably had to, Little Yamamoto made a mad dash for the living room doorway, trying to put as much distance between him and Lambo as he could.

As this was going on and after Lambo finished his countdown and started chasing after Little Yamamoto in unrestrained glee, Little Gokudera, Tsuna and Dino watched on in silence. Dino was hoping that Lambo wouldn't do something that would cause more drama again because he didn't think he could handle anymore headaches (it was the little cow's fault that he was here in the first place and not spending time with his precious Kyouya). Tsuna watched on in apprehension as well as the two children left his line of eye sight and ran out into the hallway. Half of that apprehension was the same as Dino's but the other half was for the little silver-haired toddler sitting next to him.

The short, spikey-haired teen glanced down towards the said toddler and couldn't help but wince as the little boy's light green eyes flared up in hardly suppressed rage. Was Little Gokudera insulted that Lambo hadn't invited him to play or was it because Little Yamamoto had been taken away from him again. Tsuna was beginning to think it was the former until he gave the feisty Italian a closer look, his Hyper Intuition coming into play. Behind the anger in the two-year-old's eyes there was a barely noticeable twinge of jealousy and an underlying sense of overwhelming sadness.

The future mafia don couldn't stop the stab of pity he felt for his younger friend, his stomach twisting together uncomfortably as the same look of betrayal from earlier entered the little boy's eyes. Just what had Gokudera's childhood been like in order to make him so sensitive to every little thing around him? The tiny Italian's emotions were always so extreme, even in his older self, and Tsuna had the feeling that his environment and childhood had to be very emotionally unstable in order for the boy to be acting this way. The brown-haired teen knew from what Gokudera and from what Reborn and Dino had told him about Gokudera's past and about the struggles he faced but, as he stared down at the child before him, Tsuna felt for the first time like he was actually starting to decipher who Gokudera really was. It was like he was actually beginning to understand the emotional and physical turmoil his best friend had gone through in his past, how it was affecting him now in his current time, and how every hardship he had faced in his life resulted in the way he acted and interacted with the people around him.

A feeling of immeasurable guilt overcame Tsuna in that moment. Just what kind of friend was he for never trying to understand one of his closest friends; one of his first friends. Everything was starting to make sense now with how Gokudera had been so wary and violent towards other people and why he had been so clingy to him, not only as the 'boss' of the mafia family that Gokudera had joined, but also as one of the silver-haired teen's first friends as well. Tsuna had just accepted Gokudera for who he was no matter how scary or downright crazy the other teen had acted, but he had never tried to go deeper than that; even after hearing the story of the other teen's past from Reborn. Sure, he had gotten a better understanding of Gokudera's character from the story but he had never delved any deeper than that; he just accepted Gokudera's character for what it was. He had never tried to figure out the reasons why Gokudera acted the way he did.

Finally, Tsuna felt like he had more insight into Gokudera's feelings and the situation at hand. It was more than likely that Little Gokudera felt like Little Yamamoto didn't like him anymore because he was playing with someone else. Also, it probably didn't help that Little Gokudera didn't get along with Lambo, so the silver-haired child probably felt like the older child was bullying him again and stealing one of the few friends he had away.

Not knowing on how he was going to go about this, Tsuna just went with his gut instinct and hesitantly placed a hand on Little Gokudera's shoulder. Upon feeling the gentle touch, the silver-haired toddler quickly glanced up towards Tsuna, his vibrant green eyes still inflamed with his anger. Tsuna, in return, gave his now smaller friend and sad yet understanding look as he gripped Little Gokudera's shoulder tighter.

"Don't worry Gokudera-kun, Yamamoto-kun didn't get sick of you." Tsuna spoke in a gentle and firm voice, his big brown eyes imploring the smaller boy to understand. "He's just playing with someone else at the moment and I bet he will want to play with you when he comes back. So don't worry, everything will be ok."

After Dino was done translating what Tsuna had said, Little Gokudera could only stare up in shock as the brown-haired teen gave him a truly heartfelt smile. Seeing that someone actually cared about what he felt and that someone finally understood his pain, the silver-haired toddler was unable to stop the tears of relief and gratitude that welled up in his eyes as he stared up at Tsuna's sincere smile. Trying but failing to stifle the choking sob that racked his tiny frame, Little Gokudera flung himself at Tsuna—the short teen having to hold himself back from squeaking in fright at the unforeseen action—and held onto the now older boy for dear life as he openly wept onto the brunette's t-shirt.

Tsuna was still slightly shocked about the action and felt a little uncomfortable at the wetness that was accumulating on his stomach but the look he had from before, the one of sad understanding, overtook his features again as he hugged the little boy closer to him. He didn't know if he had actually helped his little Italian friend in feeling better but Tsuna still couldn't stop the hopeful smile that spread across his face as he thought of how much better he seemed to understand Gokudera now.

Obviously, Little Gokudera didn't want to lose the people he cared about because he felt that hardly anyone cared for him in return. He had cold and ignorant parents, a sister who tried to love him but only ended up hurting him, childhood peers that constantly bullied and belittled him because of his appearance, and mafia related people that were despised and disgusted with him for a heritage that he had no control of. It was no wonder that Gokudera was so violent and clingy.

An uncomfortable cough sounded from Tsuna's left, breaking the short teen from his previous thoughts as he glanced in the direction of the noise. Tsuna's questioning eyes soon landed on Dino, who still had a fist held up near his mouth from his previous action. The older blonde-haired man looked slightly exhausted as he began to explain why he had grabbed Tsuna's attention.

"I think I hear Lambo and Yamamoto coming back and I'm guessing that you want me to stop them and fix this problem." Dino outright stated with tired chestnut-colored eyes, exhaustion lacing his tone.

Tsuna blinked a couple times and listened closely as the sound of childish giggling gradually approached their location. Dino had obviously been correct when he said that he had heard the other children. Seeing how worn Dino seemed to be at the prospect of more translation and kid drama, Tsuna gave him an apologetic look. "Sorry Dino-san. Could you help a little longer? I'm grateful to you for all the help you have been and I know I couldn't have done this without you…"

"Ha, I'm not tired of helping you Tsuna." Dino laughed back in response as he ruffled the shorter teen's hair affectionately. "After all, you are my 'little brother' and I love to help out when I can. It's just that this has been a very tiring day for me and I kind of have plans later on…"

A red flush came to Tsuna's cheeks as he witnessed Dino blush in slight embarrassment when his words tapered off. He had an idea of what Dino was talking about.

"D-Don't worry!" Tsuna stuttered out in a frazzled state, unconsciously hugging Little Gokudera closer to him in the process. "I think it will be ok if you leave after dinner. I should have a better handle on the situation then…"

Still noting his friends uncertainty but thankful that he was free to go later on, Dino bestowed Tsuna with a grateful smile. "Thanks Tsuna, but I think you should let go of Gokudera now. It looks like he can't breathe."

Tsuna blinked up at the taller man in confusion until he finally felt the tiny toddler struggling in his arms— Little Gokudera pushing against Tsuna with all his might to free his face from the older boy's shirt. Squeaking in fright at what he saw, Tsuna quickly let go of the suffocating toddler and apologized profusely; Dino, of course, translating the brunette's apologies. Little Gokudera could only take deep inhales of breath as he wiped at his reddening eyes, trying to compose himself once again.

While Little Gokudera finally stopped crying and accepted Tsuna's apologies, Yamamoto and Lambo reentered the living room in a flurry of giggling motion. Seeing as Romario was still in the room, it was no surprise to see Dino skillfully stand up from the couch without tripping over himself and pick Little Yamamoto up as he ran past, just like he did before. Lambo, of course, wasn't too happy to see the older man interfere with his playtime.

"Hey! Lambo-san is supposed to catch him!" The little cow complained in indignation as Little Yamamoto stared up at his once-again-captor in confusion.

Before Dino could answer to the upset cow and before Lambo could do something stupid and violent, Tsuna got up from the couch and approached the other two while stating, "Sorry to interrupt your playtime Lambo but could you…um…do a top secret mission for me?"

The curly-haired kid's eyes widened in excitement at the prospect of an awesome secret mission; completely forgetting about his previous anger. "What is it, Tsuna! Lambo-san can do it!"

Tsuna showed Lambo his most grateful smile, not feeling all too guilty about his lie. "Um, could you go and see if Mom is close to being done with dinner? Everyone is getting hungry so we want to know when she will be done making it."

Lambo just smiled up at Tsuna in a cocky manner as he stated about how easy his assignment would be. As the little cow-child ran out of the room towards the kitchen, Tsuna could only hope that his drunken father, who was probably still in the kitchen, would distract Lambo enough for them to have some peace to fix the problem between Gokudera and Yamamoto. Speaking of the two toddlers, Tsuna retraced his steps back to the couch and to a slightly sulking Little Gokudera.

After explaining to the little toddler that Little Yamamoto would only understand his feelings if he told him about them and after some difficulty with Dino's translation and Little Gokudera's prideful reluctance, Tsuna was finally able to convince the Italian toddler to do as he asked. Picking up the still reluctant child from the couch, Tsuna placed him back on the floor where Little Yamamoto was now standing, completely oblivious to what was going on. Tsuna then backed away a bit from the children while Dino kneeled down to their level, ready to translate.

At first, Little Gokudera just looked down at his feet as he shuffled them in embarrassment, clearly uncomfortable with what he was going to do. Little Yamamoto just stared at his nervous friend in puppy-like confusion as he tilted his head cutely to the side, trying to get a better angle to catch the silver-haired toddler's eyes so that he would look up at him instead of at his feet. Eventually, Little Gokudera mumbled out his innermost feelings in his native tongue, all the while still staring down at his toes as his face grew redder with each word that left his mouth.

Little Yamamoto blinked in a perplexed manner as he witnessed his new friend becoming red in the face and stuttering over his words. Wondering on what was going on, the little Japanese boy turned towards Dino, his golden-brown eyes silently asking for an explanation.

Dino gave a slightly cheeky smile in response as he fully processed what Little Gokudera was trying to say through his barely audible mumbles and stutters. Despite how tiring these two had been for him, they were just too cute to be angry towards. "What Gokudera is trying to say…" Dino stated slowly for Little Yamamoto to understand, the cheeky smile never leaving his face. "…Is that you are one of his only friends, Yamamoto. That means that you are very special to Gokudera. He thinks you don't like him if you run off and play with someone else."

The raven-haired toddler's eyes widened in realization once he fully understood what Dino was telling him as an ecstatic smile slowly spread across his tiny face at the older man's words. "Goku-chan is speshial to me too!" The little Japanese boy piped up all too happily, his hazel eyes swimming with deep emotion that overwhelmed his tiny frame. Even though the toddler couldn't completely understand why he felt so happy at the mention of being special to someone, Dino and Tsuna could definitely tell the little boy was touched by the words nonetheless.

"Can you tell Goku-chan dat I'm sowwy for not pwaying wid him?" Little Yamamoto asked in earnest, breaking the older males from their thoughts as his hazel eyes shook with slight fear. He didn't want Gokudera hating him again. "I pwomise dat I was going to pway wid him when I got back! I weally was! I would nevew fowget Goku-chan 'cuz he's speshial to me—'though I don't know why—can you say to him dat I wike him thiiiiis much?"

And with that said, Little Yamamoto spread his tiny arms out as wide as they could go to emphasize how much he liked his newfound friend. Tsuna and Dino could only smile at how cute the other's action was as Dino translated all that Little Yamamoto had said. As the words found their way to Little Gokudera, the silver-haired Italian's face grew even redder (if that was possible) to the point that Tsuna wondered if steam was going to flow out of the toddler's ears or if he was going to pass out do to all of the rapid blood flow to his head.

Thankfully, both of those didn't happen. Lambo entered the room a few seconds afterwards to declare that dinner was ready before leaving the people in the room to watch what was going to happen next. Hearing the mention of food, Little Yamamoto made his way up to a completely embarrassed (and secretly happy) Little Gokudera and took a hold of his hand. The tiny Italian squeaked in surprise at the sudden touch, his face taking on an even deeper shade of red that radiated off his little face like a shining beacon.

"Come on Goku-chan, wet's go eat!" Little Yamamoto exclaimed in his usual happy and bubbly fashion as he turned around without waiting for the other boy's answer and started leading him towards the kitchen. Tsuna and Dino had to hold back laughter as they watched the two toddler's progression—Little Gokudera wobbling behind Little Yamamoto on shaking legs as the younger boy gently led them to the kitchen with a smile on his face, completely oblivious to his silver-haired companion's flustered state.

Despite how cute the two toddlers were, Tsuna still couldn't help but feel slightly uncomfortable as the two continued to interact with each other throughout the rest of the evening. Really, he was happy that his friends were finally able to get along at their current age but…something felt slightly off…like it wasn't normal for two little boy's to be acting the way they did around each other. Of course, he could just be overanalyzing what he was seeing but, during the rest of the night, the confidence he felt in his observations continued to point him in that direction.

The first time he actually began to notice that Little Yamamoto's and Gokudera's actions towards each other were not quite normal was during dinner. Little Gokudera was finding it difficult to eat his food because the only utensils that the Sawada's used were chopsticks. They were Japanese after all, but Gokudera had never used chopsticks before so it was easy to see how the little toddler was becoming frustrated at not being able to use them properly. It also didn't help that Gokudera was brought up in very refined environment; the mere thought of actually eating the food with his hands didn't even cross his mind.

Tsuna was about to help Little Gokudera out by hand feeding him as his mother had kindly asked of him (she was too busy being lovey dovey with her husband to help) but stopped once he saw someone else beat him to the chase. Before his very eyes, an excited Little Yamamoto grabbed a piece of food from Little Gokudera's plate with his own chopsticks and offered it to the irritated Italian. Little Gokudera's irritation quickly turned to flustered embarrassment once again but he accepted the other boy's offer nonetheless. With hesitant lips, Little Gokudera took the offered food into his mouth, smiling in satisfaction as the taste of Nana's amazing cooking hit his tongue. From there, Little Yamamoto would grab a bite from his own plate and eat then grab a piece from Gokudera's plate and feed the other boy, the two-year-olds eating their meal in satisfied silence as they shared a single pair of chopsticks.

Of course, no one stopped the other twos' actions because of how cute it looked but Tsuna couldn't help but feel a little wierded out by it.

The second time he noticed something off between the two was when his mother asked him to help bathe Little Yamamoto and Gokudera after dinner. At first, Tsuna complained because the very thought of washing his two best friends, despite them being little children who didn't know how to properly wash themselves, was very uncomfortable. Sure, he had been to public bathhouses with Yamamoto and Gokudera before but they could wash themselves perfectly fine! They would only ask him to help wash their backs every once in a while but that was a common problem that everyone faced. He had never had to wash anything else (thank the gods)!

Despite his slight discomfort and complaining, Tsuna knew he had no choice but to do as his mother asked (Reborn had also informed him that if he didn't take his mission seriously he would kill him, so he really had no other choice). After he prepared the bath, he painstakingly scrubbed Little Yamamoto and Gokudera down, which was difficult to say the least because the two toddlers didn't want a bath at that moment. They would have rather spent their time chasing or throwing the wash bucket at each other than to actually get cleaned up.

What felt like hours later, when in truth it was only thirty minutes, Tsuna was finally able to place the now clean toddlers into the tub to soak. He decided to join them as well because he felt that he really deserved it and that he could use some form of relaxation for the night to come since Dino had left after dinner like Tsuna had made him promise. This meant that he had no one to translate if things turned bad again.

Sadly, Tsuna's relaxation was short lived as Gokudera initiated a water fight between him and Yamamoto. The two toddlers splashed each other in excitement as they squealed and giggled at the other's actions, affectively hitting Tsuna as well even though he was on the other side of the tub. Tsuna tried to ignore the random splashing but half-way into the battle, Little Yamamoto jumped at Little Gokudera exclaiming that he was a shark and started not biting, but playfully sucking on one of Little Gokudera's ears. The silver-haired Italian boy was almost as shocked as Tsuna at the action but he didn't seem to mind the attention too much as he visibly relaxed and allowed the other to do what he wanted.

Tsuna knew that they were just little kids and that they didn't fully understand the implications of their actions but seeing them continuing to act very much unlike normal two-year-old boys was starting to become disconcerting. Tsuna was pretty sure little boys weren't this touchy feely. Having a hunch that he was right in his assumptions, Tsuna then proceeded to make his way across the tub and pluck Little Yamamoto from his hold on Little Gokudera's ear. Immediately after the separation, Little Yamamoto began to fuss as he squirmed in the spikey-haired teen's hands, trying to get back to Gokudera.

It was here that Little Gokudera started yelling at Tsuna in heated Italian, making motions with one of his hands to put Little Yamamoto back down. Hating to admit to himself about how intimidated he was by the two-year-old's icy glare, Tsuna reluctantly replaced Little Yamamoto back into the bath water. Little Gokudera then immediately pointed at the Japanese toddler then back towards his own ear, waiting patiently for the other to get what he meant. The Italian child didn't have to wait long before the raven-haired toddler immediately latched back onto his ear at the indication, a weird muffled sounding purr emanating from the Japanese boy's mouth as he gently sucked on the offered appendage.

Tsuna knew that Yamamoto had always been a touchy-feely sort of person and he now understood that it was possible that Gokudera probably reveled in any form of attention he got because of his background, be it physical or emotional, but even he had to admit that this was just way too weird for his friends to be doing. They were just there, on the other side of the bath, with Yamamoto latched onto Little Gokudera's shoulders and sucking innocently on his ears all the while Little Gokudera sat perfectly still with his eyes closed in contentment.

Feeling his brain was beginning to turn into mush, Tsuna quickly ended the bath and tried to dress the two toddlers into some of his old childhood pajamas that Lambo and I-Pin had used when they were younger. After much struggle, Tsuna then found out that he had no choice but to let the two toddlers sleep in his room in his spare futon because all of the guest rooms were filled up (seriously, why did everyone freeload at his house!). So after separating the boys who had been play wrestling and tickling each other in his room while he was preparing the futon for them, Tsuna was finally able to calm his two friends down enough to put them to bed.

As the worn-out teen turned off the lights and put a tiny nightlight in for the kids, he couldn't help but notice how close the two toddlers cuddled together in the futon as he passed by them to climb into bed. Tsuna tried not to think too much on that fact as he pulled the covers over himself and settled down to rest but he couldn't stop himself from peering down at the cuddling toddlers one more time before he closed his eyes.

It was there that Tsuna witness Little Yamamoto telling Little Gokudera good night, the Japanese toddler placing a quick kiss to the silver-haired boy's forehead before smiling happily as he snuggled back into the sheets. Little Gokudera didn't wish Little Yamamoto a good night's sleep in return (he had no idea what he had said after all) but blushed shyly and reached out and held the other's outstretched hand in his. From there, both boys fell into peaceful slumber as they slept facing close together while holding each other's hand.

Tsuna could only stare at the two sleeping toddlers suspiciously after he had witnessed the scene. Something wasn't quite right here and if he added the fact that the Gokudera and Yamamoto from his time had been acting strangely around each other as well, Tsuna was beginning to see a connection as he started to place the pieces of the puzzle together. It seemed his Hyper Intuition was finally catching on to something amiss between his two friends.

Even though Little Gokudera and Yamamoto were too young to understand how they interacted with each other, if you paired their actions to their present selves despite how incredibly different both sets of the boys acted around each other, there seemed to be some underlying meaning; one that both the younger version and present version of Yamamoto and Gokudera shared.

Before Tsuna could finally piece everything together though, he gave a mighty yawn as the exhaustion from the day took ahold of him. Deciding to put his thoughts on hold until the morning, Tsuna snuggled back into his pillow and fell asleep.

A/N: So there's the chapter for Little Yamamoto and Gokudera! I hope that it was cute enough for you guys and that it wasn't too confusing! I know that I didn't portray two-year-olds realistically in this chapter but hopefully everyone didn't mind that too much lol. I know you guys probably wanted to read about Present Yamamoto or Gokudera first but I decided that I wanted to write this chapter first because I felt that if I put it in between Present Yamamoto's and Gokudera's chapters, it would mess up the emotions I was trying to set up. So I thought it would mess with the flow if I didn't write it first. In the end, this chapter kind of felt like filler but it is important! Next chapter you guys will get to read about either Present Gokudera's or Yamamoto's situation!

8059 Sims Story: Ok, I will keep this one short but this involves my sim Yamamoto proposing to Gokudera! I was super excited because there relationship was going extremely well and Gokudera would let Yamamoto do anything to him and not react negatively. So I was like "Yay! Marriage time!". I played as Yamamoto and got down on one knee and proposed to Gokudera and….

The bastard refused!

He crossed his arms and just walked away leaving Yamamoto staring after him like he had just been slapped in the face! Actually, I tried to make Yamamoto finish off some of his needs after this but he was too depressed to do anything after the refusal. Seeing how depressed he was (and how stubborn I was lol) Yama and I went on a secret mission to sweet talk Goku into marriage because we weren't going to give up lol. No seriously, we buttered Gokudera up. Presents, serenading, sex; you name it, we did it. That is except for one thing; slow dancing. And that was my greatest mistake. Yama tried to propose again and was refused a second time.

At this point Yama is crying and I'm almost crying because he's crying and it's just a complete fiasco. Feeling desperate I tried doing the one thing I hadn't tried yet and that was slow dancing. I almost slapped myself in the face for not doing it sooner because slow dancing was one of Goku and Yama's favorite things to do with each other. Sure enough, after an hour's worth of slow dancing (sim time) Gokudera accepted the proposal. That just goes to show you that the little things in life count more than bigger and more extravagant things (obviously, sex is overrated in this case XD).

Oh, and I figured out why Gokudera wouldn't accept the proposal. After he accepted the engagement I saw a new fear of his pop up on his bar and, true to his nature, Gokudera was afraid of getting married!

Well, I'll just leave what happens next until the next chapter. Yes, I just left you guys another cliffhanger and in a sim story no less lol. Thanks for the read guys and I hope to update by the end of the month at the most!