Reborn smiled as he waved to Nana and Iemitsu. One hand resting on a terrified Tsuna's shoulder. Once the two parents were in a taxi and down the street well out of sight Reborn dropped the smile, wave and hand on the young teen. Tsuna sighed in relief and turned to head back into the house.

"Where do you think your going no good Tsuna?"

Tsuna glanced at the man over his shoulder and took in the sight of him. He was tall, with a fedora hat, and black suit. His eyes shadowed by his hat, making it hard to tell what color they were, but Tsuna knew they were black. His hair was the same pitch black color as his suit. Oh yes Reborn was definitely a man to fear.

Too bad he was Tsuna's godfather, and also current babysitter. Since his parents decided to go on vacation to Italy without him. Leaving him alone with Reborn. Tsuna shivered just thinking about it.

"Just to my room to do my homework."

Tsuna said hesitantly. Smiling weakly all he got was an evil gleam from Reborn and he knew he had made a mistake in his alibi.

"Good I'll help you."

All Tsuna could do was silent scream 'No!' in his head as he trudged up the stairs.

"I hear parents day is tomorrow."

Reborn said off handedly while flipping through a magazine. Tsuna was racing the timer to finish the question and get it right before Reborn shot him with a paintball gun.

"Um yeah but mom and dad left so it doesn't really matter."

He said just as the timer went off, and Reborn mercilessly shot him in the shoulder with the green paintball gun. Tsuna face planted on the desk the a loud thud.

"I'll go for you. I am your godfather after all."

When Tsuna moaned into the desk it was part in pain and part in deep depression over Reborn's words. He didn't even have to see Reborn's face to know the older man was smirking like a Chester cat. Reborn was always planning something it was just a matter of finding out what that plan was.

Sadly Tsuna was afraid he would find out the next day at school.

As Reborn read the paper at the breakfast table he waited for the tell tale sign of his godson waking up.

SPLAT!

"Ahhhh!"

Reborn smirked as he sipped his coffee. The water balloon he rigged to Tsuna's alarm to drop the moment it went off had worked like a charm. Nana had been worried her son would sleep in and be late for school while she was gone. But Reborn had promised her he would get the kid to school on time. Or at least attempt to.

Tsuna was already late by a half a minute when he came falling down the stairs. The kid had some amazing resilience as he rolled and landed back on his feet. He dashed by Reborn, snagging a piece of toast off the table.

"I'll see you this afternoon."

Reborn called as Tsuna hopped his into his shoes.

"Yeah later!"

He shouted as the door slammed behind him. Reborn finished his coffee and ran a hand through his hair, smirking to the empty room.

"Ah high school kids are always the best victims."

He knew Tsuna would never willing agree to help him scout new talents but Reborn's previous band Bucking Bronco had sky rocketed. And were currently touring, making his bosses edgy. They wanted him to start working on a new band.

Plus after all the trouble he had gotten into a few months back Reborn was on the fence. He barely got away in court with community service. Now he had to deal with that hard ass Colonnelle.

Now that he was thinking about it he had to see the bastard sometime that week. Otherwise Colonnelle would find some kind of retarded excuse to put a hit out on him.

As Reborn finished up the paper he wondered what he would do to embarrass his godson at school later on.

Tsuna himself was just praying his un-athletic legs, and lungs would let him make it to school on time. He really didn't want to face Hibari that morning. Not after dealing with Reborn for more than half the night, and the oh so nice wake up call he was given. Too bad just as the school came into sight the bell rang. It might as well have been a death toll for him. Tsuna pushed himself harder, hoping Hibari would let him off easy for not being extremely late. He could already see the form of the school perfect at the gate, his black uniform like the cloak of a shinnigami. Hibari already had his tonfas out by the time Tsuna reached the gates. The teen was out of breath, and tired. He stopped and leaned over, resting his hands on his knees as he heaved for air. Gasping it into his burning lungs the oxygen he had been depriving them.

"Your late weakling."

Hibari gave him a cold emotionless look.

"I know I'm so sorry Hibari!"

Tsuna bowed, avoiding eye contact with the head perfect of Namimori High. When he looked up Hibari still looked emotionless, and not a bit less set on beating him into the sidewalk.

Hi-Hibari-san?"

Tsuna asked as the head perfect looked over his shoulder to a school known delinquent. Mukuro Rokudo.

"Mukuro."

Hibari said the name as if it were acid. He whipped his head around back to Tsuna and glared furiously.

"I'll let you go for today. I have bigger prey to deal with."

He held his tonfas up threateningly making Tsuna fall back and cower. By the time Tsuna looked back up all he saw of Hibari was his black figure chasing the pineapple shaped head of Mukuro.

Tsuna sighed in relief then he remembered he was now extremely late to class. He hurried back onto his feet and dashed to his classroom. As always the teacher made some kind of spectacle of his lateness. Making his classmates laugh and pick on him. Tsuna hastily walked to his desk with his head down and prayed all of them would lay off by the time Reborn got there.

His Godfather wasn't the nicest person to offend. And the easiest way to do that was to call Tsuna weak on any level. Since Reborn and his Spartan training had been drilling fighting skills into him for as long as Tsuna could remember.

His mom called it bonding, Reborn called it life skills. But Tsuna still called it Reborn's excuse to torture him.

Tsuna couldn't even understand why Reborn would be so set on teaching him how to fight when Reborn himself was a music manager. He just didn't make sense and Tsuna had accepted that.

There must have been some higher power looking out for him cause by the time everyone's parents got there his morning embarrassment was completely forgotten. That or no one wanted their parents to know what jerks they were. His momentary happiness died when Reborn walked in. Suit and fedora promptly in place as always. Tsuna wished the man would dress normally at times like these's. But there was no way he was going to voice that thought.

As if reading his mind Reborn glanced at him and the glint in his eye told Tsuna there would be hell to pay once he got home. Maybe more Spartan torture. Tsuna shivered at the thought.

"Welcome parents."

The teacher greeted, and then continued to explain the things they would be going over for the parents to see. All in all for once it fairly uneventful. If you don't count Reborn volunteering Tsuna to answer some crazy math question.

As he looked at the board, Tsuna nearly started sweating. It was along algebraic equation, something a Tsuna dreamed up in nightmares that involved not being dressed in front of his class. Only this was real, and thank any god listening he had clothes on. It was only by sheer luck that Tsuna blurted out the right answer.

"4?"

He said it hesitantly and sighed in relief when his teacher nodded, and Reborn didn't pelt him with something.

"That is correct Sawada-san."

The teacher almost sounded disappointed as he turned away and moved on to his next victim. By lunchtime Tsuna was starting to believe this day wouldn't turn out so bad. Reborn smiled at him and that's what gave it away.

Tsuna suddenly remembered that Reborn was plotting something. He sighed and started to walk towards the older man.

"I'm going to go to the roof for a smoke I don't want these uptight teachers to give me any lip."

"Okay."

Tsuna said hesitantly because he wasn't about to tell Reborn smoking on school grounds was a violation of the school code.

As Reborn walked away Tsuna just prayed he didn't run into Hibari. The mental image gave him shivers. One of them was bound to end up in a heap on the and Tsuna knew it wasn't going to be Reborn.

He decided it was bad for his health to go around making sure Reborn stayed out of trouble and tried to put it out of his mind.

Meanwhile Reborn was disappointed to say the least. After ditching Tsuna during lunch and heading to the music hall he still hadn't found an ounce of talent in the small school. The choir while decent didn't have anyone exceptionally great in it. The band and orchestra classes were a bust as well. Nothing really jumped out at him. Not even someone who would look good on the cover of a CD.

By the time he was done he really did need a smoke. So he headed to the roof of the school like he had told Tsuna he would. It would be a nice day to sit outside anyway. It seemed like Nana was doing good on making Tsuna keep up with his school work since he was just barely passing everything. And the most the teacher dared to complain about was him being late, and stuttering. If Reborn hadn't been planning on looking for talent he would have showed that teacher a thing or two about insulting his godson.

That job was strictly restricted to himself. Only he, Reborn could pick on Tsuna. That's how it was supposed to be.

As he opened the door to the roof Reborn froze.

They fall in line

One at a time

Ready to play

I cant see them anyway

Laying on the roof, eyes closed, earbuds in, was a boy about a year or two older than Tsuna.

Only the strongest will survive

Lead me to heaven when we die

I am the shadow on the wall

I'll be the one to save us all

He had black hair, and was wearing an all black school uniform that looked nothing like what everyone else wore. Pale skin, good features, he looked tallish. And all Reborn could see now that he was listening to him sing along to his music was dollar signs. $_$ !

He couldn't help but think Jackpot!