A/N: Arigatou minna-san! 11 reviews in less than one night…that made me ecstatic :) It really did. Lol. Now to address some of your questions etc.

The Cloud's Essence- Interesting huh? That was what I was hoping for lol I'm glad that you like my Tsuna x3 I thought the way I wrote it would be confusing so I'm glad to see it wasn't :"D Hibari at the moment is just observing Tsuna. He doesn't seem to know what to make of him. But eventually when things start to get moving his part will become more obvious lol Thank you :D Yeah…I have a lot of amusing ideas…poor Reborn. I love your name by the way.

dragonwings307- Thanks lol And no…Tsuna started to hate being touched because he only has bad memories of it besides his mother so he distrusts a lot of people so therefor he hates contact…pain etc. Tsuna will probably never get over his paranoia because he is going to be the Vongola Decimo…not a kind of job you let your guard down in. He will fight it more than he did in canon though.

XxPockyXx- Dorky and badass, eh? Lol. That was what I was going for too. I'm happy that my idea was original. I like to create my own ideas rather than use someone else's. Thank you so much! ^.^ *Bows*

bleachlover999- Thanks lol Reborn appears in this chapter. It will be on his POV at first.

NailPolishPoison: Thank you! I'm glad you like this version.

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Past Story- Thanks ;3

Dementra-True true…that's the basis of this fic.

Final Syai Lunar Generation- Thank you. Tsuna will always be cute XD Yeah…the Internet holds a lot of secrets. It's just how you find them that make it worthwhile. I love unique…I strive to make my fics as such. I'll work hard :3

GirloftheArts-Thank you! I'm glad :D I will.

YuuriKyo- Yay. Lol. Don't worry…Reborn's reaction will be…interesting.

Guest: Thank you. :) Tsuna is highly intelligent but I'm the same way. I suck at math. Lol. There is always a weakness. He's more analytical, cunning, and scientifically dorky than he is a math whiz. Grammatical mistakes? *Dies*

Pairings: Highly uncertain. Depends on our poor Tuna.

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn. Oh woe is me.

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Present

Name: Sawada Tsunayoshi

Age: 13

Blood Type: A

Father: Sawada Iemitsu

Mother: Sawada Nana

Ancestor(s) to Vongola Line: Giotto, Primo

Abilities: Shows high intelligence. Weakest area is physical strength and Mathematics. Makes up for strength through agility and speed. He has an aptitude for creating gadgets. Can cook.

Personality: A loner. Does not like to be touched this is unknown as to why. Polite. Skittish. At times cynical. His peers call him Paranoid-Tsuna or Mousougata-Tsuna. He tends to avoid people. They do the same.

Friends: Has brief contact with Sasegawa Kyoko, Yamamoto Takeshi, and Hibari Kyouya but they are more like acquaintances than anything.

Reborn set the intriguing file aside then took out the newspaper clipping from the same folder. It was dated back a decade when Tsunayoshi was three years old and just started kindergarten.

Breaking News Headline: Kindergarten Sensei Charged With Attempted Murder of A Child

Kindergarten Sensei Kawazaki Aika of Seikouri Schools attempted to shoot three year old child. She was fortunately stopped by another Sensei of the school that happened to be passing by to get to his car. She has been found guilty and sentenced to death. This wasn't the first choice of punishment but certain important individuals have declared this to be so-

Reborn smirked. The Vongola Intel had caught wind of this incident and reacted accordingly. Sensei Aika's original sentence before Vongola got involved was life but she deserved death for daring to betray the Vongola by trying to kill the only heir left. He set aside the newspaper clipping with Tsuna's file.

'Perhaps this will be interesting after all.' He thought, his face in shadow.

The Vongola's private jet landed in the airport.

Stashing the file and newspaper into his pocket, he departed the jet. He spotted a taxi waiting for him however he impassively dismissed it. He wanted to look around Namimori on his own to get an idea of the layout before making his move.

Knowing ones territory is essential.

KHR

I sighed. Somehow today was going to be terrible. I just know it. Yawning, I looked at the clock next to me. Still had an hour before school started.

Being up half the night to fix a slightly malfunctioning motion detector took it out of you. The motherfucking device kept detecting what wasn't there and going off. It didn't help that it set off the poisonous needles hidden in the small holes in the walls. Not for the first time I thanked my swift agility. Now that it was fixed I could relax some.

I tugged on a pair of blue jeans, a black shirt saying, "I refuse to engage in a battle of wits with an unarmed person," and a pair of red sneakers. Looking at my hair in the mirror on my closet door, I shrugged. It could stay scruffy for all I cared. I walked downstairs, smiling when I heard my mother humming while she made breakfast.

Then my smile vanished. Something didn't feel right. Warily peering out the window, I could've sworn I saw something. "Tsu-kun!" my mother cried happily, dishing out my food onto a plate. "Morning mom," I said, turning my attention back on her reluctantly.

"Did you sleep well? You look tired," she asked worriedly. "I'm fine…just studied late is all," I replied, waving away her concerns. When she gave me one last concerned look before going back to the kitchen, I took out my homemade poison detecting chemical. I've been doing this for years. Hell, I do it to my own cooking!

When my food was guaranteed poison free I started to eat. I heard mom go out to get the mail. Suddenly I felt dread. I stopped eating, getting up to follow her. But she had already come back in. I was immediately suspicious when she wouldn't look at me.

"Tsu-kun…your Math grade has been slipping somewhat lately," she said.

"It's still acceptable…I'm not the worst or the best at it…why are you bringing this up so suddenly?" I questioned, narrowing my eyes slightly. She brandished the flier she had held behind her back.

My stomach dropped. 'So…he's here.' I mused. How troublesome.

I knew today was going to be a bad day. The flier proclaimed:

Looking for a tutor to teach your child to become the best of their generation? Call this number.

"Isn't this great Tsu-kun? He agreed to tutor you for free in return for a place to stay and meals!" Nana said happily.

My eye twitched. "Mom…this could be a pervy old man for all we know," I said with forced patience. She wasn't listening though, having already picked up the phone to call.

Miffed, I grabbed the phone in the living room. I was going to jam the fucking signal or at least listen in. After a few tries it turned out jamming it was impossible. I scowled down at the phone. Reborn was good.

As I listened in, I had to stop myself from laughing when I heard Reborn's voice. But I sobered when I heard my mom agree to his "tutoring" services. I sighed. Even if this didn't work I knew Reborn would find another way. Dratted bastard.

I looked wearily at the clock. The lack of my usual 5 hours of sleep was catching up to me. I had a feeling I would be getting even less. School started in twenty minutes. I wondered when Reborn would show up.

As I turned around to go upstairs for my bag, I froze. I swiftly yanked out my gun from the waistband of my pants, aiming it at the tiny figure wearing a suit and fedora with a chameleon on his head.

"Ciaossu." Reborn greeted, seemingly unfazed.

We stared at each other for a long moment. Reborn's dark eyes assessing me from under his fedora. It was only when I heard my mom's soft footsteps that I hid the gun back in the waistband of my pants.

"Ah, you're here Reborn-kun!" she said, smiling down at him.

I resisted the urge to gag. Sometimes I wondered about my mom. My face turned impassive as I backed up the stairs, keeping my eyes on Reborn.

Just as I was about to enter my room, I heard my mom sigh. "Sorry about him Reborn…he's been like that all his life," she said, sounding sad. "I see…that's part of why I'm here." Reborn replied, sounding slightly intrigued. I resisted the urge to slam my door. That would cause some of my hidden explosives to go off.

I grabbed my bag and was about to turn around when one of my alarms went off from the device in my pocket. I smirked and turned towards my open window. Reborn had narrowly escaped the bars that slammed down around the sill that sparked with electricity.

"Ah ah ah…who said you could come into my room?" I inquired mockingly. I was glad I stashed all my Italian tomes in one of my secret hideaways. It wasn't something I felt like explaining at the moment.

Reborn was now standing on my bed. I could tell he was angry but he wasn't showing it. Before he could reply I darted out, down the stairs, and out the door. No way in hell was I sticking around an angry, trigger happy Hitman.

Good thing I started a habit of wearing the bullet proof vest I made a year ago.

I could feel his presence. It was barely there. If I wasn't so used to extending my senses and looking over my shoulder I doubted I would know he was there. I hate being followed.

"I know you're there damn you!" I cried angrily.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi, an intelligent dorky loner who fails at Math but can create gadgets and has a Paranoid Personality Disorder," Reborn intoned, little hands folded behind his back as he stood in front of me.

"Don't follow me…freaking stalker," I snarled.

"Collecting information through stealth is part of my job," Reborn said sardonically.

"Tch…just stay where I can see you," I grumbled.

"I make no promises."

"Of course you don't…what Hitman makes a promise anyways?" I retorted. Reborn ignored me.

He suddenly jumped on my head. My eyes widened before I panicked. I shook my head frantically trying to dislodge him. "Get the hell off my head! Now!" I yelled angrily.

"No…the view up here has a better vantage point," Reborn replied calmly despite just being jerked around on his perch. "Oh…and you're going to be late," he said. I paled before forcing myself to ignore Reborn.

Leaping on the stone wall, I sprinted down it. It was faster since it led straight to the school without navigating much through the neighborhood.

'He's fast.' Reborn thought, holding onto his fedora and Leon. I jumped off the wall, over Hibari's head, and landed in front of the school entrance. Hibari glared at me. He was too used to me doing this. The first time, the second time, the third time he tried to bite me death actually.

He may respect me a little more than some but he still upheld the Namimori peace with an iron tonfa or two. I got the feeling he enjoyed fighting me even if tried to avoid it. But eventually he grew used to me vaulting over him off the wall even if he didn't like it. "You were almost late Omnivore…" he said, narrowed eyes on me.

I noticed Reborn wasn't on my head anymore. Looking around I didn't know where the hell he went. That worried me.

"I know Hibari-san," I replied, sighing. As I walked down the concrete path towards my Homeroom, I noticed people eyeing me warily. I found it funny they thought I would snap if they came too close. Well…it's almost the truth.

I noticed Kyoko walking towards me. She never seemed to care about what others thought of me. I appreciated this but I still didn't let her get too close. Trust no one was my motto.

"Morning Tsuna-kun!" she greeted happily. I nodded, smiling slightly at her. I preferred to not talk to people here.

Suddenly I looked down with a scowl. "I know you're under there Reborn," I said grumpily. Reborn arose out from under ground in an elevator type thing. My eye twitched. "You should quit being so obvious," I mumbled.

Reborn smirked. "Quite the contrary…I believe I was well hidden, you're just too paranoid, Mousougata-Tsuna," he retorted lightly.

"Oh Tsuna-kun! I didn't know you had such a cute little brother," Kyoko said, smiling down at Reborn. I sniffed. "He's not my brother…he's just some pain in the ass that has taken to stalking me," I replied, wincing at having to talk to her. I didn't want her to get ideas that I was available to hang around.

"That's not a nice thing to say about a child, Tsuna-kun," Kyoko reprimanded gently. "That's the thing…he's not a child," I said, walking off. I didn't see Reborn's look of surprise when I said that.

'We will be having a talk later…Mousougata-Tsuna.' Reborn thought, eyes narrowed.

I walked past Yamamoto who was in a crowd of his laughing friends. He saw me and waved.

I waved back lazily. When I got to my homeroom, I laid my head down just as the bell rang. There weren't that many people in my homeroom. Kyoko, Hana, Yamamoto, and other people I didn't bother learning the names of. I suddenly jerked my head back just as Reborn's foot tried to kick it.

"Don't laze around in an educational environment," Reborn said.

"Homeroom isn't educational," I snapped, glaring at him. I was on edge with him around.

"I didn't say Homeroom Baka-Tsuna…I said educational environment," Reborn said, smirking.

"Whatever…go away, you're causing a disturbance in this…educational environment," I grumbled, looking at the flying paper balls.

"As your tutor I must observe you in your educational habitat to better prepare you for your position as Vongola Decimo," Reborn said, jumping onto my head again.

'I swear…I'm going to kill this guy.' I thought.

"Don't make it sound like I'm some animal in a zoo and do your observing discreetly elsewhere like the Hitman you are," I responded, sneering. I noticed we were starting to attract attention. This annoyed me.

"That wouldn't be fun," Reborn replied calmly. I sighed. "How about this then…you would be distracting me from my school work," I said.

"Hmm…point taken but you are going to need to learn how to work under pressure of distraction."

I groaned. "However...I have things to do so don't cause trouble," Reborn said, jumping off my head, exiting through the window. 'Good riddance…sides it's you who would cause the trouble anyways.' I thought.

Just when I thought I would get some peace the Homeroom Sensei finally showed up. Behind him came a new student.

"Class, this is Gokudera Hayato…he will be joining us here from Italy." The girls swooned.

The boy had silver hair down to his neck, narrow green eyes, and pale skin. He wore his Namimori Middle School uniform like a rebel. 'Hibari is going to have a field day.' I thought, amused. I kept my eyes on Gokudera warily. He was giving me the evil eye.

'Since he is from Italy he has to be part of Reborn's stupid schemes.' I thought.

"Your seat is over there in the back, Gokudera-kun," the Homeroom Sensei said.

Gokudera started walking down my aisle. A split second before he raised his foot to kick my desk out from under me, I got out of the seat. The desk was sent flying into another desk, knocking the person sitting at it to fall over instead.

"Gokudera-kun! Get to your seat now!" the Sensei ordered. Gokudera scowled when he realized I had evaded his attack.

When Gokudera sat down, I felt his eyes glaring hatefully at me.

'Sheesh…what a guy…I never even met him before but I have read about him.' I thought wearily. "You alright Tsuna-kun?" Kyoko asked, concerned. "Hai," I replied without looking at her.

'Smoking Bomb Hayato…I really don't want to know why he's here specifically.' I thought.

Throughout most of the day I fingered my hidden weapons cache in my pockets, looking around me for any sign of Gokudera. I knew he would confront me eventually.

It was while I was eating lunch on the roof, away from everyone else, that he decided to..ambush me. I snorted in derision. That hotheaded bomber jerk couldn't be stealthy if his life depended on it. I also sensed Reborn nearby too. No doubt the stupid chibi Hitman wanted to watch our confrontation…he did get a kick out of stuff like this after all.

My body was tense when I called him out. I hate fighting.

"You can come out…just tell me whatever the hell it is that has your thong in a twist so I can eat in peace," I called out dryly. Gokudera huffed, jumping down from his perch on the metal A/C vent.

"I won't let you become the Vongola Decimo! You aren't worthy of such a title! I'll fight you for the position!" Gokudera yelled, determination shining in his eyes.

"Meh…if you want it so badly why fight for it when I would willingly let you have it?" I proposed, waving around a piece of tempura shrimp held between my chopsticks lazily. Gokudera gaped at me before scowling.

"That kind of attitude…I will kill you!" Gokudera cried, yanking out several sticks of dynamite. Tensing, I somersaulted to the other end of the roof, my bento falling to the ground.

Reborn appeared out of nowhere, walking towards the center of both him and Gokudera.

"If Gokudera wins he gets the Decimo position and the loser becomes the right hand man, if Mousougata-Tsuna wins he keeps the position and Gokudera becomes the right hand man…if you die the survivor gets to spit on your grave…such is the way of Vongola Famiglia tradition," Reborn explained, smirking.

"You made that last part up," I grumbled, annoyed. I suddenly darted out of the way as the ground exploded.

'Hmm…not much room up here.' I mused.

I back flipped as Gokudera started to run towards me tossing several sticks of dynamite every time I landed. 'I have to end this.' I thought firmly.

I sprinted past Gokudera. For some reason I didn't feel like hurting the poor disillusioned fool.

I leaped over the following explosion. "Stand still!" Gokudera screamed.

"It would unadvisable for me to do so," I replied stoically. This reply seemed to enrage him for he took out far more dynamite than one should need at one time.

"TRIPLE BOMB!" he exclaimed but just as he was about to throw them in my general direction, he dropped them.

"Oh shit…this is my end," Gokudera whispered.

"You Baka!" I screamed at him before tackling him. We rolled away from the explosions. The roof shook. 'Never…again…' I thought, wincing from the impact.

I scrambled off Gokudera, practically hyperventilating. I rubbed my arms, shook out my limbs, quivering. "Don't… like… touch," I panted. Gokudera was staring up at me like I was a God. I flinched.

"Juudaime! I'll follow you forever! I'll be your right hand man! You saved my life…I never even wanted to be Decimo…I just thought you were some ignorant worthless foreigner who would ruin Vongola," Gokudera cried. The sheer revering intensity of his gaze was making me wary. Reborn strolled casually next to Gokudera with a proud smirk on his face.

I glared at Reborn. This was his entire fault. If he hadn't involved bomb brains none of this danger would've happened. How pointless.

'We need to work on your lack of respect Tsuna.' Reborn mused, dark eyes glinting.

Scowling, I yanked my bag onto my shoulder before walking to the exit.

"Wait for me Juudaime!" Gokudera yelled, following me down the stairs. I sighed.

This really was a terrible day. I felt dread for my future.

The bad memories of my past weren't helping either.

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A/N: I hope this wasn't too short x.x Well…there you go ;D Reborn AND Goku-chan in one chapter. Lucky duckies. Lambo and I-pin and more will be coming in the next chappie then we get to the juicier stuff. Please review your thoughts :) Till next time.

-Tragic