A Ten-Year Later Fan Fiction

A Special Type of Routine

Chapter 4: Recovery

Warning: I've written this with Family Fluff in mind. However, interpret it however you want to. This is spoken in Italian. The word extreme will be bold to show emphasis by the person saying it. Flashbacks are in italics.

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

"If you can wake up, Tenth," Gokudera had a firm grasp on the brunette's hand, "I'll stay with you everywhere till you recover."

"Reborn."

"What is it, dame-tsuna?" The little kid with the fedora looked up, jumping off from the table and onto the bed of the brunette.

"I feel wasted," the adult pouted, as he flipped the blankets away from his legs. He lifted his legs off the blanket and they landed on the floor with a soft thud. Just at that moment, a loud siren sounded and a groan escaped the brunette's lips.

"It has been a week."

Reborn chuckled and gave the brunette a soft slap to the cheek, not caring if it was really 'soft'. The brunette flinched as he turned towards the infant with a glare.

The doors swung open and shouts echoed in the room. The first to run in was the storm guardian who had his spectacles on, indicating that he was reading documents just moments before. Tsuna gave a small weary smile when the storm guardian started panicking over the boss' safety and whether he had aggravated his injury when he landed his feet on the floor.

"I'm alright, Hayato. This is too much of a fuss."

"BUT—TENTH! YOUR INJURIES WERE REALLY SERIOUS!"

The brunette sighed aloud before returning back on the bed, speaking in fluent Italian, "There is nothing to worry about. But if you must, I will rest but only for this day. I will have to return to work tomorrow."

"Looks like Vongola had awaken."

"How long does it takes for his wounds to fully recover?" Reborn asked as he touched the cold face of Tsuna's.

"3 weeks, the least. But I'd suggest four weeks for rest and recuperation."

"I see." Reborn said.

"Will there any side effects on the drips you are putting on him?" Gokudera asked, hand grasping onto Tsuna's hand.

"A high grade fever, at the most. There are no infections yet, though. I doubt there would even be as much as a sneeze."

Bemused at the sudden change in language, the storm guardian replied in Italian, stuttering a little, "b-but! That perverted doctor had said you-you must rest for at least a month!"

Changing the language to English, "I doubt resting meant to rot in this bed, Hayato."

Gokudera pursed his lips, knowing that his boss was angry, if he had kept changing the language he was speaking in. The last time, Tsuna had changed the language 3 times before returning to Japanese, and that was the end of that. The man that Tsuna was negotiating with had not been spared from serious injuries and not to mention, the entire famiglia was destroyed.

Tsuna sure had weird preferences and habits.

"Tenth! You're still having a fever! Your liver wound got an infection!"

"Hayato... But the paperwork won't be able to clear itself."

"Yes I know but..."

Tsuna stumbled on the steps and folded himself onto his leatherback roller chair. Leaning backwards, he rubbed his temples as he stared at the mountains of paperwork on his desk. He sighed before moving towards the first stack.

"Just 2 hours, is that okay? Then, I'll go back and rest."

"O—okay..."

2 hours later, Gokudera found himself screaming for doctors and nurses because Tsuna had fallen over, hand grasping onto his upper abdomen, groaning in pain.

Gokudera nodded and was met with a smiling Tsuna. He knew that that was the motive behind all the changing of languages but Gokudera had agreed and he sighed aloud. The brunette wriggled in his bed and grabbed a magazine from his bedside table, humming to himself quietly, happy that he had won the battle.

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All the guardians, with the exception of Tsuna, was seated together at the dining table. A huge spread of food was on the table, as usual, and it was the Japanese menu. (Hence, Hibari was there.)

Lambo, as usual, was playing with his fork and spoon, waiting for someone to shout 'Let's eat!'. (There was this incident where he started eating first, before the Vongola Nono, and he was severely punished by the said man. Even though Tsuna had protested against the punishment, stating that he was just a small kid, but Nono had insisted.)

Gokudera was looking around, trying to search for the chef, for there was one dish on the table he was unsure of. After all, the man had an Italian background, not a Japanese one. Even after spending 7 to 8 years in that Asian country, he still could not get a grasp on all the food that the country is famous for.

Yamamoto was playing a word game with Ryohei, whose head was beaded with perspiration. There were many cards on the dining table (much to Mukuro's dismay) and he was unable to sort out the cards that are nouns and verbs. Although the words are in Italian, the boxer was having much difficulty deciding.

"This place... is in the extreme deck!"

"No, Sempai! There's only the noun and verb deck!"

"This is a..." Ryohei bit his lips, "famiglia is in the... extreme deck!"

"Sempai!"

Mukuro stared at the two playing the cards and shook his head. Such a stupid game. He put his arms around Chrome who flinched at the sudden warmth. Mukuro poked her cheek softly but to his dismay, she did not have any visible response. Annoyed at the lack of response, Mukuro started to poke the lady's cheek even more.

Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke. Pokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepoke—

"I get it, Mukuro-sama!" Chrome turned and gave Mukuro a stare.

"Kufufufufu~ I'm finally getting a response from you, my dear Nagi."

Chrome pouted before poking the other's cheek in the same manner.

Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke. Pokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepoke—

Hibari grimaced at the two pineapples at the other side of the table. Even though he was at least 5 meters away, he could feel the 'sugar, spice and everything nice' in the air. He stroked Roll on the white underside belly, and the little creature gave a soft purr. Hibird fluttered in, landing beside Roll. Taking a glance at Roll, who was rolled over and enjoying Hibari's scratch, Hibird frowned (if birds could) and lied down, its legs sticking out. Hibari raised an eyebrow at the sudden gesture and waited for Hibird. Hibird chirped softly before rolling one round. Hibari's lips curled upwards and raised the other finger, scratching the yellow belly of Hibird.

Tsuna walked into dining room, staggering a little but supported by Gokudera, who was frowning.

"How's everyone?" Tsuna asked with a little cheer in his voice.

Gokudera sighed a little, "Tenth insisted to join for dinner."

Tsuna waved and dismissed everyone's concerns as he sat down. He took a look at the menu and asked, "Can I get something more plain?" The chef immediately nodded and started barking commands to the other kitchen servers.

Tsuna picked up the glass of water and took a sip, turning towards Lambo. Then he stopped.

"Tenth?" Gokudera asked in concern.

"Tsuna-nii...?" Lambo asked, standing up and walking towards his big brother.

Tsuna scrunched his eyebrows together and hunched over, leaning on the table.

"TENTH!"

"I see that everyone's having fun?" A voice sounded from behind Gokudera.

"T—Tenth!" Gokudera turned behind, shouting out in exasperation. He got off his seat, or dropped out of the seat.

"What's wrong?" Tsuna cocked his head, smiling gently as he folded himself into the seat, taking a look at the wine glass, grimacing a little. He pushed the wine glass away, which the servant had immediately apologised and collected it away. Tsuna gave a little chuckle before saying it was alright. Reborn jumped off Tsuna' table, sitting beside him.

"I'll settle that meeting due tonight."

Tsuna shook his head and gestured for the chef to come over, "No, Reborn. You demanded that I would go over today. Since I'm not complaining, it should be what you want, no?"

"You're going to the meeting tonight, are you clear?"

"But I just..." Tsuna sighed, as he felt the glare boring into the side of his head, "Fine, but I'll have to think of ways to tell Hayato about this."

Tsuna stopped in his tracks, startling the infant on his shoulder. Tsuna leaned towards the walls and slid down, head coated with beads of perspiration.

"What is it, dame-tsuna?"

"Abdomen."

"Should I call Shamal?"

"No. I'm fine. It was more of a one-time pain thing."

Reborn sighed before tucking into his dinner which Tsuna had politely pushed his to him, requesting a more plain meal for himself. Gokudera gaped at the conversation and slammed his hand on the table, "NO! I WILL NOT ALLOW THE TENTH TO GO FOR THE MEETING!"

Hibari was slightly amused and stopped tickling Hibird and Roll, simply just placing his hand on his chin, resting his head on his palm. Mukuro and Chrome stopped poking each other, staring at the exchange between Gokudera (although Mukuro had mouthed 'dog') and Tsuna. Ryohei and Yamamoto was ignoring the entire exchange, still having a heated (but surprisingly soft) argument about the 'extreme' deck.

And Lambo was almost dead from starvation.

Tsuna ignored Gokudera, who was fretting in front of Tsuna. Gokudera wanted to shake the Tenth but he did not want to touch the Tenth as it was 'disrespect'. Reborn and Tsuna was having a conversation about the meeting which Gokudera was protesting against.

"Ah!" Tsuna looked up. ("Have you realised that you are not supposed to go for the meeting, Tenth?")

"Let's eat!" Tsuna smiled, clapping his hands together. ("No! Tenth! I don't allow, don't allow!")

Lambo looked up, getting up from the table, shouting, "Let's eat!" and started to stuff food into his mouth. The other guardians, slightly amused, said "Let' eat" and started to tuck in as well. ("No! Don't eat! If you eat, Tenth will go to the meeting! Stop stop!")

"So, how's school today, Lambo?" Tsuna asked. ("NO! YOU AREN'T RECOVERED YET, TENTH!")

"Erm..." Lambo stuttered a little, "School was fun." Lambo realised he said 'fun' in Japanese and replied again, in more fluent Italian, "School was fun."

"I see." Tsuna nodded, wiping his lips with the napkin, "How was your missions then?" He directed his gaze towards the other guardians.

The others replied with a cheeky smile (with the exception of Mukuro and Hibari), which indicated more paperwork for the Tsuna, who had inwardly groaned. However so, he was glad that no one was injured.

"Oh yes, Yamamoto, how are your injuries?" ("YOUR OWN INJURIES AREN'T HEALED!")

"It's completely healed now! It's been two weeks, after all!" ("EXACTLY! ONLY TWO WEEKS! TENTH, YOU HAVE FOUR WEEKS OF R AND R!")

"Kyoya?" Tsuna inquired.

"Hn?" Hibari looked up from his meal.

"Could you follow me to the meeting?" ("WHAT! I'M YOUR RIGHT-HAND MAN! IT SHOULD BE ME! ME! ME! ME!")

Hibari nodded and walked off, picking up Roll and with Hibari flying behind him. Tsuna chuckled and stood up; Reborn jumped onto his shoulder.

"I'll be off then."

"Stay safe!" Yamamato shouted, giving the brunette a wink. Tsuna chuckled before nodding, muttering a soft, "I'll stay safe."

Tsuna walked towards the door, whispering to Reborn, which Gokudera was still protesting. Tsuna stopped at the door, turned back and directed his gaze at the silverette. Tsuna smiled warmly.

"Aren't you coming along, Hayato?"

Shocked, Gokudera stuttered on his words, "I—I don't allow you to go..!"

"I might not recover fully yet. Didn't you promise me that you'll stick with me everywhere I go, as long as I need to recover?"

"I—I! Of course!"

"5 minutes at the gate. Let's not keep Kyoya waiting."

Recovery – Fin

I thank you if you added A Special Type of Reunion into your favourites or followed it. Please review if you think that there is much improvement to be made or simply to express how much you feel about this chapter.

I hoped this chapter made you guys happy ^^ There's much Gokudera-Tsuna fluff in this chapter! I'm starting school soon, tertiary education (sadly) and the school's an hour ride away from my house. It's really far and the school's quite good, so there is a high chance I cannot have update my chapters for a good 3 to 4 months. I'll try my best though. I'm having internal fights of the next chapter but that also meant that I have the idea for the next two chapters ready. (idea only)

I've been wanting to do a Harry Potter—Katekyo Hitman Reborn crossover as well. The summary is somewhat like this:

The ministry had sent in another DADA teacher into Hogwarts, together with Dolores Umbridge. The teacher, however, seemed to be more interested in Harry, even more than Umbridge herself. Can Harry Potter and his friends find out what Professor Sawada Tsunayoshi really want?

Okay, so that's basically how it will all start off, with the story starting in the 5th book. But, do give me comments about the story and what you wish to see in it! Vongola 10th Gen will certainly be included, perhaps Reborn as well. The usual Harry Potter characters you see in the 5th book. Maybe not the Varia or other famiglia, still thinking though! This will most prob be written soon (I have no idea when though)

Oh yes, do read the Christmas Special i have submitted! It's called How the Vongola Celebrate Christmas. Do review :)

Next chapter: (either or) Bloodied Hands / Black Limousine