I had to admit it.

A chibi-Gokudera was insanely cute. And small.

As he squirmed around, trying to get free from Tsuna's arms, I stared at him, wondering if I should give into my urges or not. (Hint: The answer was yes.)

He let out a squawk of surprise when I suddenly plucked him from Tsuna's arms.

"What are you- put me down!" demanded the teen turned child.

"Sorry, no can do." I responded, while gleefully throwing him up and catching him and throwing him up again. "This is way too fun."

"Stop!"

"Nope."

"Put me down!"

"Don't wanna."

"Woman- ack!"

Tsuna snatched him back just as I threw Gokudera for the fifth time.

"Nee-chan..."

"Tsk." I clicked my tongue in disappointment. "Buzzkill."

My brother sighed in exasperation. Gokudera took out his dynamites. Yamamoto appeared in the door way. A little drama came from that. Then Lambo entered, and tried to beat chibi-Gokudera up but getting beaten up instead.

I took this chance to pick up the child and escape from the inevitable invisible assassin situation. I was completely willing to deal with him now if it meant I could avoid the situation. He wasn't so bad when he wasn't being a complete nuisance. Hopefully, the assassins weren't ordered to knock me off as well.

"Come on, Lambo. You've got to admit, you were kind of asking for that." I scolded him. "Come on, stop crying, and I'll buy you some grape ice-cream, okay."

Lambo immediately stopped wailing. He sniffed. "Really?"

"Yep, really."

I felt a needle hovering near my neck. Against my hopes, it looked like they were ordered to knock me off as well. Even without the Hyper Intuition, I would've sensed it. Even though I ignored it sometimes, I still had a pretty good sense of self preservation. I gently grasped the invisible metal needle and whispered, "It would do you well to leave me alone."

The needle was hastily withdrawn. I turned to the place where I knew the assassin would be and gave them an all-knowing smile.

"Nee-san! Let's go!"

I turned away and headed to the front door to put my shoes on.

"Sure." I threw one last glance at the invisible assassin still watching me in shock. "Let's go get that grape flavoured ice-cream you like so much."

It was such a nice and relaxing day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, the pool water was cool and splashing into my face. I wiped it off with a huff. Couldn't a girl just relax on a floating pool lounge without getting splashed anymore?

The answer was no, apparently.

Tsuna was splashing around all willy-nilly, without any idea as to how he was actually supposed to swim. I couldn't exactly blame him though. His instructors were next to useless.

"Go ha, hum, ha, hum!"

"Your body should be in this position between the surface of the water and the ground."

"Like a fish, Tsuna, swim like a fish!"

"SWIM ONE HUNDRED LAPS EXTREMELY!"

Case in point.

I dipped my hands into the water and swept them back to propel the pool lounge away from the senseless splashing.

It was July 7 and the Tanabata. I woke up to find a tanzuku on my bedside table.

Haha, nope.

I rolled over and fell back asleep.

"Sorry for the wait!"

"We're done changing!"

"Nice shirt, Gokudera."

Kyoko, Haru and I greeted the boys.

"Dark teal with weird white leaf thingies. Very nice." I nodded. Gokudera scowled at me.

"Hey, you don't get to criticize my choice of clothing. Just what the hell are you wearing?"

I looked down at myself. "A rash shirt, board shorts, and a cap. What, are you not just blind to style now?"

As Gokudera exploded at me, Ryohei hopped down from the high lifeguard chair. He pointed out his 'lifeguard-senpais', who were currently bullying a young child into cleaning up the beach for them. I frowned disapprovingly at them along with Yamamoto and Gokudera. Tsuna just panicked in the background.

The three hulking lifeguards noticed Ryohei's enthusiastic waving and made their way over to us. They tried to dump their work onto us and take Kyoko and Haru away. I had my hair tucked up inside my red cap, so they mistook me for male and ignored me. I rolled my eyes at that. Seriously, these people. To them: Female = long hair + bikini.

It was convenient though, which was all that really mattered to me.

Gokudera and Yamamoto refused to work for the lifeguards. Despite all the ill will Gokudera had towards Yamamoto, they were scarily in sync like 90% of the time. The pair were backed up by Ryohei, who was easily persuaded by their obviously false words, then by Kyoko and Haru. Tsuna just freaked out.

They were forced into an athletic contest by the three bastards and Reborn. This was the perfect opportunity to sneak away, and I'd never been one to let such opportunities just pass by. I sidled away from the group and started to head towards the nearest kiosk.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" A hand landed on my shoulder and turned me around. The hand belonged to the lifeguard with the ridiculous dreadlocks. "And why are you wearing so much on a hot summer's day?"

My cap was knocked off, allowing my hair to fall down and rest against my back. The boy raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, you're a girl. And a pretty cute one too," he noted. I stared impassively at him. Those stupid dreadlocks were really annoying. "Come on now, don't be so cold-"

I grabbed his other hand before it could touch my hair, twisting his arm and knocking him off his feet, and let gravity and his own muscle weight do the rest.

"Argh! You bi-!" I stomped on his head to shut him. He did, and received a mouthful of sand for being so obedient.

"You and your hair pissed me off." I said simply. I bent down, foot still getting sand into the dreadlocks that I hated so much, and picked up my cap. I had grown to rather like it.

"Hey, whaddya think y-" I flicked the cap and the sand still on it flew into the face of the lifeguard with bleached hair, effectively shutting him up. Sand was a rather good silencer, I noted.

"Nee-chan! Stop that!" protested Tsuna. I sighed, but relented. I didn't even give him a final stomp.

The last lifeguard, the guy with the shaved head, made as if to defend his friends. I glowered at him and he shut up. Glowers were also a pretty good silencer.

"Ah," I mumbled, "I was just going to try surfing, but then you went and pissed me off. I think I'll go pick a fight with some wannabe Casanova instead."

I tucked my hair back under my cap and went to do just that, leaving Tsuna and the others to deal with the mess I had left behind.

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