EDITED: March 9/19 (no special notes, just touching up writing and fixing paragraps)

[Anything in square brackets are translations.]

WARNING: Some of this may be filler-y, but at least there will be some cute moments, right? *ducks frozen carrots*

Guest 1: Tsuna definitely cannot Harmonize or Sync with the Flames of Night. But that doesn't mean a certain Vindice can't read his power level and potential, right? Won't stop him from sensing them either!

general zargon: Mukuro WILL end up in the story, definitely, but things won't go as they did in canon. :)

Guest 2: Thank you for the review! Mama Bears are fun to write. :3

REVIEWERS: I'm sorry for not getting to you yet, but I'll upload and send an answer! Computer troubles suck such... yeah. Ahem.

WARNING: Some of this may be filler-y, but we're in the Daily Life Arc still and will be for some time, BUT at least there are cute moments, character growth, and more, right? *ducks frozen produce*

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"So much of what is best in us is bound up in our love of family, that it remains the measure of our stability because it measures our sense of loyalty." - Haniel Long.

The week that followed was somewhat chaotic.

Reborn had shot Nobu's alarm a while ago, filled in the resulting hole, and took to waking Tsuna up should his internal clock not awaken him early enough. The Decimo had gotten zapped (which actually didn't hurt a whole lot), ice shoved down his pants, and had hot sauce poured down his throat. All of that was possible with no interference from Piero because the cat had taken a bizarre liking to Reborn, even going so far as to allow him to take rides on her back. It was both a worrying and amusing sight, which caused the short teen to worry about his own mental health.

Also, if the wake-up-by-torture game was the not-infant trying an experimental new training method Tsuna thanked the Kami that he wasn't getting the usual from Chaos Theory Reborn.

His week, after a Sunday where Hana and Kyoko had basically tied him to his own bed to keep him from straining himself, started with Nezu the Jackass tearing into him for a pitiful test. He had a high of 30, pitiful by normal standards, and this was a travesty in the eyes of an 'elitest' like the rat-bag.

Gokudera came in late, joyfully greeted Tsuna, and ended up assaulting Nezu when the man insulted Tsuna. This resulted in the two of them getting into deep trouble and they were given the task of finding a time capsule. Reborn threatened Tsuna into going all out to find one with dousing-rod-Leon and reluctantly smashed open the space behind the main gym. Finding the wrong time capsule ended, wonderfully, with Nezu being outed as a total fraud. The cosmic payment for that was Tsuna turning black and blue from a fight with an angry prefect. The Decimo gently ordered the bomber to go wait for him at his house, then the young reluctant boss then did his best to help the Disciplinary Committee fix up the damage as it was the least he owed to Hibari.

The week continued with spars against Ryohei. The big spar with Hibari was the only part of the week that was extremely memorable because the finish was a surprise. The tonfa to Tsuna's throat pinning him down wasn't the surprise, however, it was that the prefect demanded to know exactly how Tsuna activated and used his own Flames.

"F-for me, you know, i-it started when I was protecting my cat, wh-which was when I felt determined to give my all to make her better. B-but after I awoke my Lightning Flame it was a m-matter of connecting and feeling it and since then I've been able to control what it does... For madre her Mist Flame feels cool, for Kyoko and Ryohei it's warm and bubbly. Hana and Takeshi say theirs is a comfortable chill and feels... flexible? Y-yeah, flexible. My Lightning feels like soft pins and needles and slightly warm... My Sky feels like I have a miniature sun inside me."

Hibari, still crouched over him, grunted and kept the nervous and compliant Tsuna pinned as he closed his eyes concentrated. Tsuna glanced at Reborn and found the evil infant looking distinctly amused by his student's predicament. When the tonfa pressed to Tsuna's neck flared with purple Flame Tsuna shrieked in pain at the staggering feel of burned-through flesh and lashed out reflexively, sending Hibari flying back to land on his feet. Tsuna sat up with a muffled whimper and placed a hand to his throat, already knowing there blood would stain the tips by the feel of hot liquid running down his flesh.

Touching a hand to the new and swelling bruise, tasting blood from a cut in his mouth, Hibari observed Tsuna grimace and eye the blood on his pale hand. The burn looked more like he'd gouged out flesh for how it reached deep enough to cause liberal bleeding to stain his little carnivore's tank top. Frowning, Hibari approached Tsuna and hauled him to his feet before he tilted the boy's neck to see the true extent of the damage. Tsuna was fascinated to see that it appeared as though the prefect was quite displeased by the damage he had caused.

Hibari turned to Reborn, who had a blank look on his baby face. "Little one, you have a yellow pacifier. Does that mean you have Sun Flames?"

When Reborn nodded Tsuna found himself hauled over and pushed to the ground in front of Reborn who, by then, then had a slightly amused expression. He obliged to the wordless request (more like order, this is Hibari) and hopped up to his student's shoulder to heal the nasty wound. Reborn looked up and eyed the prefect's own facial wound questioningly, but the upperclassman merely turned and left the area without so much as a single glance.

Tsuna decided that making sure the wound was healed was Hibari's version of an apology for the accident.

"So, Baka-Tsuna." Reborn perched on his shoulder. "You have an interesting sway over your Guardians."

"Guardians. Um, could you explain that?"

"You're the Sky. Hibari is the Cloud. Do the math." Slap with the Leon-ruler. "I told you this already, don't be so stupid."

"... Ow... Sorry. I'm going to get some ice cream. I assume you'd like a coffee flavor, if anything?"

"Yes." Reborn hopped onto Tsuna's head and tugged some hair. "Now mush."

o o o

Tsuna awoke in a cramped metal box with holes and he was almost breathless with fear. What the hell happened? He could only remember reading Fuuta a bed time story and then having a cup of hot chocolate his madre made before going to sleep in his own bed. There was little light coming in through the holes and he could smell metal, oil and saw dust that tickled his throat.

Static crackled in his left ear and he let out a little shriek. "Calm down, Baka-Tsuna. I'm here with you so you're in no real danger. This is a test for Gokudera, Yamamoto and Ryohei. They're already a part of your Famiglia but I still feel I should see their abilities."

"R-Reborn... damn it, fine. You could have told me!"

"Would you allow them to go up against fifty armed yakuza men?"

"If they end up in the hospital I will never forgive you," Tsuna said with a snarl.

"I've read them correctly, Baka-Tsuna. With Yamamoto's swordsmanship and Gokudera providing backup with his bombs alone they would rescue you easily, but factor in Ryohei and none of these men will last long enough to land a good hit."

"... How many people have said they hated you in your life time?"

"Too many to count. Shut up and relax, you'll be out of there soon."

"Fine. This trusting you thing can get difficult."

"Only because you're making a big deal of it. I'm your tutor, I won't let you down. Now shut up."

Ten minutes later explosions shook the ground and there were a lot of screams before the metal crate he was inside was picked up and carried off. Tsuna yelped in surprise but either these Yakuza bastards deal in human trafficking or Reborn somehow made the air holes sound proof. He was being shaken violently and he felt a lot of possible bruises before the man carrying him suddenly threw the box away and Tsuna's head slammed against the side hard enough for him to see stars. Warmth ran down his face and he groaned a curse.

Having had enough Tsuna summoned a mass of amber Sky-Lightning to his finger tips and he pressed them up and along the edges of the box like a welding tool would cut it open.

"Juudaime!"

"Tsuna!"

"Otōto!"

Tsuna pushed the lid off with a groan and then flopped out of the small metal box. He felt all woozy and now that he had sunlight to see by he could tell that things were really spinning. Footsteps rapidly approached and Tsuna turned his bleary eyes on his three approaching friends. Takeshi, fastest on his feet, dropped down beside Tsuna first and checked his head with wide-eyed concern. After checking that no bones were broken Takeshi picked Tsuna up and turned to face an irate Gokudera and Ryohei.

"Carrying the Juudaime like a princess is distrespectful!"

"That's an EXTREME head wound, Otōto! Let me fix you up!"

Takeshi merely laughed at them while Tsuna mumbled and let his head rest on the swordsman's chest. The world continued spinning, the light seemed to eye-searing; Tsuna's head felt like there was a huge crack going all the way through it, and his ears were ringing softly. He felt so sick. He barely noticed when he Ryohei's hands came to rest on his head until healing touch of Sun soothed away the awful concussion.

"Juudaime!" Gokudera fell into a dogeza position while the Decimo was still held up in Takeshi's arms. "I'm deeply sorry! We failed in keeping you from harm! What is our punishment?"

"G-get up, Gokudera-san," Tsuna said, perfectly comfortable not testing the stability of his weak knees. He rubbed his head and smiled apologetically at his male Rain. Takeshi simply laughed and held Tsuna a little closer, showing he didn't mind at all.

"But, J-Juudaime, you were hurt!"

"Yeah, and I'm okay now." Tsuna smiled awkwardly. "In case you haven't heard, I'm still known as the Health Hazard of Namimori-chuu."

"No, you're incredible, Juudaime! Those bastards are too blind to see your greatness!"

"Maa, Gokudera's right, Tsuna, you're not bad at all, you're pretty awesome." The swordsman's sweet smile became a grin when his Sky turned bright red. "Think you can walk or should I carry you home like a blushing groom?"

"Hiiee! T-Takeshi!"

"Ahaha! I'm kidding, you're more like a bride."

"SWORD FREAK, you'll stop insulting the Juudaime's masculinity right now before I blow you up!"

As it was, Tsuna wasn't quite as comfortable in the grinning Takeshi's arms after that and asked Ryohei for a piggy-back ride home. The Sun user happily obliged, citing it as good training. Tsuna didn't begrudge Reborn for the physical trauma he went through. So far he hadn't yet broken any bones under the tiny hitman's tutelage so that automatically made the training more than bearable for the moment.

Fuuta made another ranking just minutes after Tsuna was carried home by Ryohei. He stated that Tsuna was third most likely in the Mafia to adopt stray kids and love them like his own. Takeshi laughed and jokingly said Tsuna made a good mother and Ryohei agreed. Whether the boxer fully understood what was said or not, Tsuna took refuge beside a seething Gokudera kept in line only by his firm grasp on the bomber's shirt. Reborn was suspiciously quiet.

Later that day during training Reborn shot at Tsuna's feet for an hour, making him "dance" and the young boss could not fathom why.

. . .

"You're pathetic, Baka-Tsuna. Perfect grades on homework, pitiful work in class. Tell me, why the difference?"

Tsuna gulped at the Leon-gun pointed at him. "I-I... i-it might be... I'm comfortable a-at home. It's my territory, nothing can hurt me. No one judges me. I-I feel completely at ease here, so... I have no problem concentrating. Th-though to be honest I... feel like I'm getting better with my Sky unsealed..."

Reborn nodded. "That's part of the risk in sealing off a Flame connection. The subconscious knows that the body is weaker and more vulnerable and thus other instincts sharpen, giving those sealed a varying degree of ADHD."

"What's that?"

"Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, meaning you have, or had, an incapability to concentrate. You may or may not fully recover from that."

"Yay. I'll work harder. If I had some form of music or sound it would help. Like... an MP3 full of clips of rain sounds. Helps my concentration."

"Hmm. Something to think about. Finish these work pages in five minutes or you dance the Leon Jig for me."

"Hiiee! Okay, okay!"

Tsuna finished answering the last page Reborn put together for him and flopped back with a groan. As always he cheated with Sky-Lightning, but as he wasn't abusing it in school for intellectual purposes, he didn't mind using it. As Tsuna relaxed muscles that had tensed from his hunched over state, he felt a twitch in his Flame and he lurched up, eyes scanning over the room until his eyes landed on his window. There he could see a tiny cow-themed kid pointing a gun in Reborn's general direction.

"Um..."

"You have training later today, a three hour hike around the mountain with Yamamoto, Gokudera and Ryohei. The girls can come if they want to."

"Okay, but... gah!" He flinched when the cow-kid shot and a bullet bounced off his table. Ineffectual clicking followed. No more bullets! Tsuna sighed in relief.

"Mamma has already packed plenty of lunch and drinks, all you have to do is carry them there."

"No problem... You're just ignoring the issue, aren't you?"

"Gokudera is scoping out the mountain trails to ensure there are no dangers. You should be sure to reward your puppy well later."

Tsuna face-palmed and chuckled despite himself- not at the puppy remark, he did not like that, but at how nonchalant his tutor could be. Then something snapped outside and an odd little yell had him rushing to the window to see the cow-kid crying and muttering in Italian. He left shortly after and Tsuna frowned. He had a feeling this was going to be a long, long day. He was proven right when his bedroom door slammed open and in came the tiny gun-toting brat from earlier.

"Long time no see, Reborn! It's me, Lambo!"

Reborn jumped onto Tsuna's shoulder and showed him a complicated paper. "Remember this formula or I make you dance."

"Va bene..." [Okay]

"Hey, don't ignore me!" The brat pulled out a damn knife and Tsuna felt his stomach hollow at the sight. "I'll kill you, damn it!"

Having been conditioned to react swiftly to situations like this by Nobu, Tsuna easily grabbed the blade with Flame reinforced hands and jerked it out of the boy's hand before grabbing up the kid like an errant kitten.

"Lemme go! I, Lambo-san, is five years old, and a hitman from the Bovino Famiglia! My favorite foods are grapes and candy and I, Lambo-san, met Reborn at a bar! Lambo-san demands his freedom!"

Tsuna tossed the knife onto his bed and did not put the kid down. "Why are you trying to kill the world's greatest hitman?"

"Lambo-san's boss ordered me to kill Reborn! Put Lambo-san down before I kill you too!"

It was a highly disconcerting sensation the feeling of disconnect he felt upon hearing that. Hitman, sure, there was a physically younger one in the room, but to send him on a suicide mission? Was the kid hated that much by his own family? Tsuna did not put the kid down for a long minute as his brain processed the horror of Lambo's statement, and when he did he shuddered at the anger trying to claw its way out of him.

"Lambo, you are a guest in this house and you will go sit down in the corner until I'm done working."

"No! Lambo-san must kill Reborn or Lamb-san can't go home! Boss said the great Lambo-san is extra baggage if Lambo-san can't kill Reborn!"

Right there the hitman tutor felt a chill of foreboding. He, as one of superior intelligence, could already see where this was going. It was inevitable really, like his mother Tsuna is certainly the type to adopt any stray he could, whether that be a perfectly behaved child like Fuuta or a little monster like the cow.

"Lambo!" Tsuna's voice wasn't much louder than usual but the tone was sharp and firm. "You've been very bad. You shot a gun into my home, you waved around a knife, and now you will sit in a corner and be quiet for ten minutes."

"Lambo-san doesn't have to listen to mop-head boys!" The baby wriggled and pulled a live (albeit pink) grenade out of his hair and this was the last straw. "Lambo-san says-"

Tsuna grabbed the grenade and tossed it out the open window two seconds before it exploded, then he, carrying Lambo under his arm like a football, went onto his knees to grab rope he'd asked Gokudera to get for him. Apparently paracord is some of the strongest rope around since it's used for parachutes. With that Tsuna let the kid go long enough to pinch a fairly painless nerve in the back of his neck and proceeded to wrap the briefly paralyzed child up in the rope so he resembled a mummy. Lambo had yet to stop screeching at the treatment and Tsuna, not noticing Reborn watching with a little grin went to grab a scarf from his closet that was then very carefully wrapped around the Bovino kid's mouth and huge afro.

Silence. If one ignores the muffled squeaking and whining of the kid. Tsuna placed the boy in a clean corner by his desk and had the child face the wall.

"If you are staying in my home, Lambo, you are going to listen to house rules or you will never get candy ever again." Lambo's muffled voice only grew in volume and when Tsuna put on his best Hibari-Stare-of-Doom and turned the kid, Lambo immediately quieted. "There we go. You stay quiet for ten minutes and I'll get you some grape candy."

The little Bovino's emerald eyes started sparkling as Tsuna once again had him face the wall.

Tsuna turned and nearly swallowed his tongue when he came literal face-to-face with a smirking Reborn crouching on his desk. "Good work Baka-Tsuna, you tamed a stupid cow."

Tsuna coughed, trying not to grin. "If I give in to a kid like that I'm only inviting more trouble. I can't and won't let him run wild in my madre's home and wreck anything."

"That's the way a good boss takes care of his mamma."

"Mm hm, sure... LAMBO, turn back to the wall or I'll put you in a time out cage!"

Reborn snorted. "You have a cage?"

"Had a rabbit three years ago and while Iemitsu never came home but he went overboard trying to help us make the best home for it. So yes, it's a gigantic cage probably made of some ridiculously tough metal. Pierro ate Bon after he bit me, so I told madre I released the bunny into the mountain to live free. I trust you won't tell her?"

"And make her sad? A real mafioso keeps their matriarch happy."

"Good."

Tsuna groaned slightly when Reborn shoved more work papers under his nose and, with a grimace, got to work after setting an alarm on his cellphone. Having finished the tutor-work and being allowed a break (well, Tsuna finished his papers and pulled out a sketchbook and was allowed to keep drawing...) Tsuna wasn't hindered in untying the Bovino and the kid immediately clung to his leg with a happy smile.

"Lambo-san was good! And Lion-Hair untied Lambo-san like he said!"

Tsuna detached Lambo and lifted the kid into his arms. It was easy to just settle the cow-boy on his hip and he was glad Takeshi wasn't around to see it because the boy would definitely comment on Tsuna playing mamma being cute. Reborn twitched at the sight, though Tsuna didn't notice as he left the room with Lambo singing grape candy over and over again. The distant sounding order to please stop singing or no candy filtered up to Reborn and the Arcobaleno pinched the bridge of his nose.

The Sawadas' were taking in a rabid stray. Beautiful.

Nana took to Lambo straight away and Fuuta played with the kid by indulgently letting Lambo ride on his shoulders in the ten minutes it took for Tsuna to find a weighted second-skin like suit . Due to his ridiculously slow growth rate, and the stretchiness of the suits, he hasn't needed to get any resized. Tsuna pulled on a pair of weighted black gloves that Nobu, who still hadn't returned from his trip to 'Australia', expected him to wear every chance he gets for some reason he never specified. The good thing about the multi-piece suit was that it was very difficult to tell where it ended and his skin began. Touch was the only way to know for sure.

With some nudging Lambo gave Nana a hug because that's what madre's need, hugs and love, but the brat was a little nightmare before Tsuna used the same voice as before and told Lambo to be nice to her or he'll never eat candy again. Lambo launched himself at the smiling woman before Tsuna asked his mother if she wanted him to take the kid out with him. Nana waved her son off and said she'd look after Lambo, but then Tsuna put the kid down and took his mother aside.

"Madre, I think... Lambo came from a very bad family. They didn't treat him right and they really spoiled him." Tsuna smiled at his mom in apology. "I know your first instinct is to treat him like gold... but he doesn't listen. He has to learn to listen otherwise... Lambo might run out into traffic or he might take candy from the wrong person and be taken."

Both Nana and Tsuna walked to the living room and gawked at how Lambo had torn down one of the drapes and was making a fort out of the couch and love seats while Fuuta attempted to fix the other drape.

"Um... is it agreed that we have to do right by him, madre? I want Lambo to be the best he can be."

Nana blinked and looked at her son. The expression on his face was serious and soft and so very hopeful as he watched the new honorary Sawada. Her son was much like a little man there, mature and caring and dedicated. She couldn't help smiling and hugging him tight, not even blinking when she jostled Reborn from his perch on Tsuna's head.

"Tsu-kun, if you want to raise Lambo-kun, I'll just have to help!"

"Me too!" Tsuna jumped when Fuuta glomped him from behind. "I'll help too, papa!"

Tsuna laughed and turned to scoop the de la Stella into a warm hug full of pride. "I know you'll be a great big brother, Fuuta-kun."

After this Tsuna did indeed go out on a long hike with his entire (minus Hibari) Famiglia. Inexplicably they were all attacked by Mountain People with stone axes and wooden clubs. Somehow the girls were separated from the boys and then the boys were split up, Tsuna with Takeshi and Ryohei with Gokudera. Tsuna had been near hysterical in a close-lipped way as he tore through the mountain forest until Takeshi had to grab Tsuna around the middle and release a soft flare of Rain. Tsuna calmed down with a shudder and slumped against his friend before apologizing.

His mind couldn't help going to dark, narrow spaces with grabby men and sharp nails. What would a bunch of wild men do to any of them?

"Tsuna." Takeshi turned his friend around and ruffled his soft hair. The smile on the sporty boys face was reassuring. "We'll find them and we'll save them. Just keep your head and you can't fail."

That was right. Tsuna wasn't No Good when it came to protecting what was his to protect. Sometimes, just sometimes, he forgot himself and fell back on old habits. With a firm look on his face Tsuna drew upon the power that was slowly becoming easier to activate and his HDW filled the dense, murky forest with a brilliant light.

Takeshi grinned at Tsuna and placed a hand on the metal 'practice' sword that Reborn had gifted him with just a day ago. It appeared to be made of a pale alloy that quite easily channelled and held Rain Flames. Without Rain the blade is dull, but with the soothing, tranquilizing energy it becomes wickedly sharp.

Guided by Intuition Tsuna lead Takeshi along a twisty and old path to find a clearing full of fourteen Wild Men all laying about in crumpled positions with a panting Hana beside Kyoko. The former, wearing running sandals, had Cloud edged Rain Flames covering her hands and feet and Tsuna recalled the Tranquility ability. Used correctly it could really mess with someone and knock them out cold for a good long while.

Tsuna rushed to their side and checked the girls over for any damage. Aside from a few tears in her clothes Hana was okay and Kyoko wasn't even dirty. The orange-blond smiled as she explained that none of the Wild Men could catch her so she distracted them while Hana took them out. The relief Tsuna felt at their obvious perfect health was almost enough to cancel out his Hyper Dying Will Mode, but he still had two others to find so he left Takeshi to give Hana back-up just in case and he took off to find his bomber and boxer.

Pretty easy. Follow the vibration of explosives and the smoke. Fortunately Ryohei could heal most of the environmental damage and the rest was Reborn's job as it was the infant's policy not to leave any traces.

Before the girls headed home with Ryohei, Tsuna, who was nearly unconscious from the pain and being supported by Takeshi, made sure to mention how amazed he was by how well they worked together, and that he was proud of how well they did. Kyoko smiled like the sun and Hana smirked before ruffling Tsuna's hair.

Meanwhile Reborn made plans for the two girls, particularly Hana.

o o o

There were three guest bedrooms in the Sawada household. One was Fuuta's, so make that two. Tsuna noticed that since the day after the last Fuuta Hunt Attack the room next to Tsuna's was being furnished in earnest and themed after purple and baked goods. There was a cupcake blanket and more. The walls, already mauve, had been covered in posters for several Italian girl bands and a few Japanese ones too, and the largely empty bookshelf in one corner was being filled up with Japanese, English and Italian literature. One giant cake pillow took up half the bed and Tsuna, who was partial to cuddly stuffed animals as sleep buddies, was tempted to take it. His mother had taken to burning vanilla and lavender incense in the room too.

Reborn wouldn't say who was coming to live with and help protect Fuuta as a favor to the greatest hitman. He merely smiled, which was quite terrifying by itself, and said Tsuna should not take food from strangers like Lambo would definitely do if left alone.

So it came to pass, on a Friday where Reborn gave Tsuna 'Vongola Iron Stomach Pills', that he met a strange young woman who tossed a poisoned can of pop at him. Tsuna, recalling what he'd been repeating to Lambo again and again, tossed the can into a nearby garbage bin. As he walked away he heard a sizzling and turned to see part of the plastic can melting.

Well. Ranking Children, Not-Baby Hitman Tutors, Dying Will Flames, and Time Bazooka's (which he had yet to have the luck to see in action). Why not poisoned food melting garbage cans?

Things went downhill from there for the rest of that day. At least Reborn didn't have to use a Dying Will Bullet on him in order to eat Hana and Kyoko's mysteriously poisoned food. The scars stretching across his chest will be an issue for him for a long time. A point of nightmares he keeps to himself, so that little favor from Reborn just cemented Tsuna's trust in the sadistic, overly creative tutor.

. . .

For the next week Tsuna was dodging flying food and pulling the girls and Ryohei out of the way, and three days in Tsuna enlisted Takeshi in avoiding flying food as a part of the game. Get hit with the food and your permanently out of the game, and does he want to get kicked out? Takeshi was all business with the food dodging. Gokudera, unfortunately had to be rescued more often than not as Bianchi was his sister and the devious woman had frequently poisoned him as a child and this scarred him deeply in the subconscious.

At one point Gokudera, mid stomach cramp, threw himself in the way of a poisoned cupcake headed for Tsuna and landed himself in the hospital. Tsuna did not take this well.

Caught up in righteous anger, he challenged Bianchi to a fight and the stakes weren't terribly high in his opinion. If he won she was to stop throwing any kind of food in any of his Famiglia's directions. If she won than she could take Reborn away, however what the baby did after leaving the block is up to him and she had no say in where the hitman goes. It was a painful fight. Just because he couldn't get poisoned doesn't mean the caustic effects couldn't hurt him, and he walked away from the fight heavily burned and needing a lot of Kyoko and Ryohei's healing touch. Bianchi was knocked out by a pressure point and awoke tied up and in her room.

Explanation to madre was that Bianchi lost in a game and it was just her penalty. True enough.

There was a very grudging respect for Tsuna in Bianchi after that.