It was one in the morning, Mitobe was typing on his computer furiously occasionally looking over to his notes before continuing to the next sentence. The sound of keys smashing echoed through his small cubical room. Sure, tomorrow was suppose to be a school day, but turning in a project late was not an option. As it was disused earlier with Reborn, the conflict would be covered with a gang war from Namimori and a rivaled gang from Kokuyo.

Around ten pass two, Mitobe finished and collapsed onto his desk not even bothered to take it to his bed, at least tomorrow was a Friday. He already had permission to stay over at his mother's, his brother wanted some quality time with him, and face it, like Mitobe was going to miss an opportunity to spend time with people shorter then he was.

"You figured it out? This is amazing!" Daiki shouted holding up the paper as if it was Simba from the Lion King.

"It really is, where did you get these information?" Nori asked politely as she stole the paper from the green eye twin.

"I asked Hibari." Mitobe lied as he took a sip of his sweetened milk.

"He sounds nice..." Nori hummed dreamily reading over the papers from with a slight blush in her face. Mitobe didn't miss it, by the way she react, she reacts to his name it was either an infatuation or simple admiration.

"Sure sure...What ever you want to think about him" The reporter leaned back into the chair and swung his arm over the top of it in a casual style. "I'd rather not spend too much time with him, but it seems my service is being called to the hospital again today."

"How come?" Daichi asked from across the table as he munched on some of his sandwich.

Mitobe didn't answer and ignored the question as he took another sip of his milk through a straw.

"In a month, we'll be a second year...Ahh~ Time moves quick, it's like we met yesterday right Masato?" Daiki decided to help his brother out and moved onto another subject.

"It's been almost a month actually, your birthday is almost here, would you like anything?" Nori insisted placing the paper in a neat stack on the desk.

"I don't want anything, I'll be visiting my mom anyway. Don't waste your money." He replied cooling finishing the milk and tossing it into a trash can across the room.

The twins let out an amazed "Ohhhh~!" as they clapped there hands eagerly.

"We should have a small party for you though~!" Nori pipped with a smile.

"We can have cake and ice cream and sweets!" Daiki joined in.

"Ohh! And games, balloons and confetti!" Daichi commented in as well as the brothers look at each other.

"No. I'm not a child. No party. Final." Masato frowned to make his point, as much as he appreciated the effort, he didn't want to spend their money or take up their time more than necessary.

"Sorry we can't spend much time together with us being in the hospital and all..." Tsunayoshi apologized from the bed, he was well enough to sit up, not enough to move independently but well enough to manage.

"It's fine, I'll come again tomorrow, I kind of promise to spend the weekend with my brother tomorrow anyway."

"Haha, I'm glad you stopped by though, thanks!" Yamamoto cheered him on from his spot on the bed.

"Che! Yeah right, when ever you come here all you do is chat and disturb the peace! Let the tenth have more sleep! You waste more time here then that stupid woman!" Gokudera shouted in his usual angry voice. Good to see he's still able to yell, means he's getting better, at least that's how Mitobe saw it. He's trying to over look the anger, but it's not going too well.

"Ma ma~ Gokudera, it gets lonely with just the three of us."

"Shut up baseball idiot! You keep encouraging him to come back!"

"Of course~ Haha, he's our friend after all."

"Gokudera, that's a little rough..." Tsuna interrupted.

"But tenth! He didn't even bother to come with us to defeat Mukuro!"

"I was in another city forgive me~!" It was a sarcastic reply from Mitobe but it made Gokudera even angrier.

"If you're going to be part of the Vongola, you need to be able to protect the tenth you damn dog!"

It wasn't a mystery, the silver hair bomber's feelings towards the tenth boss, dedication, loyalty, and worship. It was something he could be admired for, being so protective and loyal, but there's some lines that shouldn't be crossed, but when did the bobmer ever care.

"Dog?" Mitobe questioned as he tilted his head to the side in mid confusion, it wasn't about why he's being call a dog, he knew perfectly why (Kyoya), he was wondering where he heard it from since the reporter was quite sure that the prefect and half Italian never interacted enough to catch that embarrassing nickname.

"Yeah, your a fucking dog Masato Mitobe. You need to pay more attention to the tenth instead of Hibari, you're obsessed with him, what do you do all day anyway? Running over here to visit him anyway right? All I'm saying is the tenth is the boss and everyone under his jurisdiction should focus on protecting him and making sure he's safe. As the right hand man, I can not forgive your obliviousness to the tenth."

Mitobe couldn't find words to speak, true, it was partially his fault that they got hurt. He wasn't there when they left for Kokuyo, there wasn't there when Yamamoto and Gokudera got caught in the fight while walking home with Tsuna, and he wasn't even there to see them get carry into the hospital,and for the first time in a while, Mitobe was actually offended. He should feel guilty but he didn't, he was annoyed. It's not like he was in town for it, they should have phone him, call him, or mail him, they all had his email address, but the black hair boy didn't say anything.

"Gokudera! That's n-"

"Useless Tsuna! Gokudera's right. Mitobe, you need to be more committed to the cause, I am sure you know this is serious, but please keep in mind that a lot of people almost lost their life during this last week." Reborn joined in from no where dressed up in a cute doctor outfit completed with white coat and stethoscope.

"Reborn! Come on, it wasn't his fault!" Tsuna tried his best to defend his taller friend, but face it, it was true. Mitobe have been training and polishing his skills with using a switchblade, but that was all he's been doing. He haven't been doing any favors for his so call boss or anything important.

"Understood, I'll speed up my training." Mitobe replied glumly.

"Haha, guys you're being a little too harsh aren't you? Mitobe's a town over, he can't keep track of everything over here, so it's not really this fault." The swordsman pointed out he logical facts but that only made the situation tenser.

"Then give him your phone number, when an emergency come up please let him know immediately~! Keep him updated." Reborn commanded.

Mitobe followed orders and gave his phone to Yamamoto who eagerly typed in his number, Gokudera was more hesitant but didn't resist.

"You should also know that Mitobe covered the story for us, keeping the authorities out of it. I trust everyone believed the story?" Reborn turned to Mitobe waiting for the answer.

"The printing is going to come out upcoming Monday, by Tuesday I expect the story to hit digital media and that should jump start it, Thursday should be when the public catch a swift of it and then I suspect to be call witness or something like that and then taking my information the Newspaper Companies will ask to publish it officially." He replied smoothly, he knew what he was talking about, he is an internet person after all.

"Woah~ You seem to know a lot Mitobe~" Yamamoto chimed cheerfully.

"I did my research~" Mitobe laughed, Gokudera gave a small arrogant smirk while Tsuna sat in his bed wondering what happened to the tense air that was there before.

"We should go to my house and get some sushi after we get better haha~!" The invitation was very lusting, especially at Yamamoto Sushi, Mitobe ate there before since becoming friends with the boy and everything was fresh and should be much more expensive then it actually is.

Tsuna nodded happily and hummed in agreement. " We're getting out in a week or so...If you can come that would be great~ It's been a while since we last hang out that wasn't in a hospital room."

"We can do stuff, but Takeshi owes me a one on one!" Mitobe smiled reminding the swordsman of his deal.

"Eh? I want to beat you up too!" Gokudera's eyes twinkled as he said those words and somehow that cute little face of his made fear run up Mitobe's spine.

"...We'll have one on one too...Go easy on me..." He muttered the last part to himself hoping the silver hair man heard him.

"Haha~ It'll be fun to have a training buddy!" Yamamoto mused.

"Want to join too Tsunayoshi? You can take turn poking my dead corpse." Mitobe joked with a toothy smile.

"...That sounds gross.." the brunet squealed pathetically.

"Good to see you're up." Mitobe greeted as he entered the prefect's hospital room. The man sent him a glare but other wise stayed quiet, Mitobe smiled brightly as he settled down on the chair next to the bed, it was nice to see it haven't been moved.

"You have time to waste now don't you Herbivore?" Hibari growled from his spot as he shifted his head to the side to look at the younger boy.

"You know time with you is never a waste." It came out in a teasing tone, like a joke or a comedy sketch but he did mean it. Even with the skylark's cold personality the reporter didn't really mind, bought him some kind of sick comfort, no matter what he do Hibari will always see him as a Herbivore.

"Don't joke around, why are you here?"

"Just visiting. How are you feeling? The doctor told me that you're being released in two weeks."

"So what Herbivore?''

"Just an observation..." There was a bittersweet silence after his sentence, neither spoke another word but the silence was comforting.

Hibari would have told him to leave by now so that was an achievement. Two more minutes of silence and Mitobe spoke up "How's Namimori been?"

"You know purposely well, I know the baby asked you to cover the story." Hibari accused harshly, Mitobe flinched from the coldness but not visible.

"Yes...He did." Masato confessed quietly, it was stating to feel like an interrogation.

"Don't slack, if the people catch what really happened then there will be chaos...And you know how I feel about that."

"Understood." He replied glumly

"Now get out so I can get some rest Herbivore."

"Masato."

"What?"

"Masato. At least call me Masato." The boy was slightly fluster as he made the request, surely it would be turn down but he tired at least.

Hibari replied with a brutal glare making Mitobe sigh and roll his eyes.

"I'll come visit later then."

"But I want to watch Sprited away!" Misaki argued swinging his brother's arm back and forth as the elder one looked over other movies. As promised, he agreed to spend time with his sibling this weekend and they were currently in a movie rental store.

"No, I want to watch Howl's moving castle!" Mitobe whined back just as childish. Their mother of course watched from the side line at her two children.

"Why don't you just get two then?" She suggested as she pulled out her credit card.

"Really?!" The two sons smiled at their mother excitedly.

"Sure sure, it's up to you to choose which one to watch first though." She answered.

The small family made their way to the check out center and rented the two movies (though Mitobe could have easily find a copy online).

"You'll be a second year in a month right?" His mother asked as the three held hands walking down the street with Misaki in the middle.

"Yeah, I like the school though, made a few friends...Let's see, there's...Daiki, Daichi and Nori."

"That's it?" Misaki asked lamely.

"What is that suppose to mean?!" His brother yelled back slightly offended.

"Excuse me if I don't go around trading Pokemon cards!" Mitobe insulted.

"It's a legit business!"

"It's stupid!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"I'm older show some respect!"

"You're so uncool~!"

"At least I'm taller!"

"For now..."

Mitobe knew...he knew well, he was still only 160 centimeter, his brother use to be 150 centimeters just a month ago...And now, he's 154 centimeters...

"That was uncalled for!" Mitobe cried slightly embarrassed. A bit of red covered his cheeks as he gave his little brother's hand and gave a squeeze. Not hard enough that it would hurt him but enough to get his point straight across, his brother's becoming more sassy as the day passed, but his behavior was still playful towards the elder male.

Their mother let out a happy laugh, she didn't need a man to keep her happy when she had two sons to keep her young and on her toes.

"Boys boys, calm down. Now what do we want for dinner?"

"Katsu chicken...!" Misaki decided looking up to his mother.

"What about you?"

"I'm fine mom, anything is good."

It's been a while since he had dinner with his mom, about a month to be exact, a month of overly salty food.

The three ate dinner together while watching the movie, Mitobe left extra clothes here so he didn't have to worry. Dinner was earlier, around six, better then seven, the three gathered around the TV like vultures over a prey as the main character had a mental breakdown.

"Ahh! His butt!" Misaki laughed as Sophie dragged Howl up the stairs with the transparent green slime leaking from his skin.

"Be more mature..." Mitobe sighed at his brother's child like behavior, that was before...I repeat, before his mom decided to laugh when the towel fell.

How he missed these two.

"How is your job?" Mitobe took a big bite of his chicken and pick up some rice with his chopstick.

"Oh fantastic~ My students are very supportive." She pointed to the refrigerator, there were a lot of cards and cute little pictures of smiley faces, flowers and happy green fields held up with magnets.

"Cute." He commented with a small smile.

Misaki decided to sleep with his older brother's that night, curling up cutely by his side like a cat in a fetal position.

Mitobe wasn't able to sleep since he develop an irregular sleeping habit from living with his dad, it was only ten and he tend to go to sleep around one, thinking about it, maybe that's why he's so short...

The next day Misaki practically drag the older boy out of bed trying to get him to take him to the park. Their mom had some papers to grade some papers so it was up to Mitobe to take care of his younger brother.

"HIGHER!" The younger boy demanded as he was push on the swing fro behind. Mitobe missed his normal morning run today, but a little break never hurt after all. Unless Reborn find out then that'll raise hell.

"My arms are getting tire!" Mitobe whined as he sent his brother into the air again.

"Masato~!"

At the sound of the familiar voice he turned to the sidewalk to see Kyoko, though he never thoroughly talk to her, he heard her from Tsunayoshi and well...The rest of the school, she was the school idol.

"Yo." He greeted as he sent his brother into the air once again.

She had another girl with him, he didn't recognize her but she had brown hair tied up in a pony tail with clips holding some of her hangs from her face. She wore a pair of jeans with a flowery blouse compared to Kyoko who wore a pastel green skirt (that reached her knees thankfully) and a T-shirt and a jacket.

"Hahi? Who's this?" The strange girl asked as she turned to her friend.

"Ah, sorry. This is Masto Mitobe, we use to go to school together. He hangs around Tsuna a lot." Kyoko answered.

"Nice to meet you! My name is Haru~!" The energetic girl introduced her self as she clapped her hands together.

Mitobe stopped the swing and helped his brother down as he introduced the boy. "Misaki, my little brother." He smiled slightly.

"Nice to meet you!"

The two girls laughed at his cute little peace sign and spoiled him with compliments, Mitobe felt his phone vibrate from his sweater and pulled it out. It was a text from Daichi telling him the final copy of his story was ready to be printed, he texted back a small "Thank you" and got a flirty wink back.

"We're about to head to the bakery to get some cake if you two want to come along." Kyoko invited. Mitobe slipped the phone back in his pocket and looked over to Misaki who was practically begged him to say yes.

"Why not..."

Namimori had another peaceful morning that day, people chattering and walking on the side of the road. Haru and Kyoko held Misaki's hands while Mitobe followed from behind matching their pace.

"I was meaning to ask, how's your new school Masato?" Kyoko asked turning back to him slightly.

"Pretty good I guess. Tedious and boring but good."

"I heard gang activity are bad over there." Haru added in a concern voice.

"It's fine as long as you know how to avoid them. They have territories, sometimes streets, corner, ally ways, other time small shops."

"Still, have you ever been caught?" Kyoko questioned.

"Yeah a few times..." He laughed remembering the rare times that he did get caught, he had to pull a knife but so did they, so the odds were even. If you ignore the fact that Mitobe had training from a professional Hitman, then it was even. They didn't have a chance, but they tried, Mitobe had a stage where he was power crazy and went overboard and burst out laughing like a maniac and that...well sent them away a little bit scarred. Since he's been beat up a lot in the past, wither it was from bullies who picked on him because of his height, or that one gang since he didn't have money, and sometimes because of his short temper, so it was understandable that he's want to feel strong for once, though looking back he felt ashamed of his action. It was wrong to punish the weak, since he was weak too. Of course he didn't apologize for it afterward but he was more cautious of pulling his switchblade out.

They arrived at the bakery and sat down at a table by the window, Misaki sat next to his brother while the two girls sat together. They picked from the menu and the waitress brought them their orders. Misaki had to pick the biggest cake, it made Mitobe want to throw up, it was covered in a thick layer of buttermilk cream frosting and sweetened strawberry sauce all over the top of it. Mitobe had to help his brother finish it since the little brat gave up on completing his food.

"Aaahhh~! That was really good!" Kyoko sighed happily wiping the cream off her face with the napkin provided.

Haru hummed in agreement and stacked the empty plate making more room on the table. "We should do this again sometime~! And invite the others! I'm sure Tsuna would love to come!"

The two girls made plans for another date along with some friends, Misaki groaned taking away Mitobe's attention. "I ate too much..." He groaned patting his stomach.

"I'll take you home then. Thank you for your time." Mitobe placed his money on the table and picked his brother up and carried him on his back, the two girl yelled a "Goodbye" and called the waiter for the check.

"I ate too much..." Misaki cried as he buried his face in the crook of his brother's neck.

"That's what you get for being selfish and ordering the biggest thing on the menu." Mitobe scolded making sure not to be too rocky, he didn't want his brother to throw up on him, that would be gross.

"Hey mom." He answered as he entered the house. He placed Misaki on the couch who fell asleep on the way home, his mom was still grading papers.

"Hey, did you have fun?" She asked sipping on her green tea gracefully.

"Uh, yeah. We went to the park and then we ran into my friends who invited us to go eat some cake with them. Misaki ate too much, he might have a stomach ache later so you might want to keep him sleeping until he's fully able to digest it."

"Of course." Mitobe headed for the door again slipping on his shoes. "Where are you going?" She asked
looking up from her work.

"Hospital, visiting some friends~"

"Be back for dinner."

The elder son nodded before heading out the door. He hummed a little song as he made his way to the hospital, some of the ladies in the lobby already recognized him and sent him a smile. He returned it with a small wave and signed the visitor's list and headed to the rooms he usually visit.

Mitobe knocked on the door before entering with a smile greeting his three friends.

"Hey~!" Mitobe walked in and sat in his usual chair between Yamamoto and Tsuna's bed.

"Yo!" The baseball player greeted, the other two gave him a silent greeting, Tsuna with a smile and Gokudera with a scowl.

"Come on, when are you guys going to be released~?" Mitobe joked playfully raising his eyebrows.

"I think I'm getting let out this week actually ahaha~" Yamamoto confessed as he sat up from his spot.

"I'm being released in a few days." Gokudera informed as he picked at the bandages on his chest.

"I'm not really sure sorry..." Tsuna laughed nervously.

The window opened and Reborn climbed into the room in his normal clothing for once.

"Mitobe, come with me, we're going training." Reborn said immediately before anyone could even say a small hello.

"Oh...Um, sure. Where?" The reporter stood up from his seat and walked toward the baby.

"Follow me." The infant commanded.

He heard a small cry from Tsuna telling him to wait and explain why Mitobe had to leave so suddenly.

The glassed boy follow the Arcobaleno to the open field of Namimori Middle.

Mitobe flipped his switchblade open and got in a stance ready for the on coming attack. Reborn didn't waste time with useless word but smirk before puling out a hand gun.
"You're going to deflect these today understood? I'm going to shoot you with little beads of pebbles, it'll hurt but I'm sure you're aware." the Hitman asked.

Why should he expect anything less from Reborn. Unlike the last time they fought, Mitobe didn't resist but gave the baby the signal that he was prepare.

The rest of his day was spent training with Reborn, he got hit a few times, but he manage to handle himself okay. He turned and twist to avoid being hit and use his knife to deflect the "bullets" that were sent his way. The baby while impressed was not amazed, mainly because he was going easy on the Asian boy. Mitobe dodged another one of those tiny monster but tripped over his own foot, which actually help him doge another by mistake but due to the small distraction Reborn fired and one hit Mitobe harshly on the shoulder.

"Faster!" Reborn demanded as he began shooting again. Mitobe jumped out of the way and skid on the floor making his arm bleed but ignored it as the baby shot at him again. He deflected a few more before Reborn stopped firing. Mitobe slumped on the floor and panted heavily as the baby walk over to him using the gun to push his fedora up.

"You've gotten faster, your agility is impressive, but you aren't aware of your surrounding. All this time you never bothered to take cover." Reborn analyzed. Mitobe grabbed his bleeding arm and winced a little.

"You always seem to find something wrong with me don't you?" Mitobe playfully smile, he let go of his arm and pushed his glasses up and wiped the sweat off his face. The sun was beginning to set, an orange hue covered the sky and a soft breeze blew their hair slightly.

"Let's get you to the hospital and patched up." The Hitman offered.

"Tomorrow is Sunday, anything you want to do?" Mitobe's mother asked as she fed herself a bit of sushi.

"I was going to do this...Physical training with my friend." He lied.

"Ah okay~ I was thinking that the three of us could go to the mall and get Misaki some new clothes."

"Sure why not~"

"I want some toys too!" Misaki joined in. Mitobe ate another piece of sushi and picked at his bandage slightly.

"You're here again..." Hibari sighed irritatingly.

Despite his rude comment, Mitobe smiled. The prefect was looking better, he didn't have the chance to visit yesterday, but Kyoya was unhooked from the machines and he was able to sit on his own.

"Yes, yes, I know...I bought you some sushi, wasn't sure if you like hospital food." Mitobe sat in his usual chair and opened the container and pulled out a pair of chopsticks and giving it to the prefect.

Hibari gave him a cautious glare and eyed the food. "What? Do you think I poisoned it?" Mitobe laughed "Look, I'll eat it."

The reporter picked up a piece of fatty tuna and placed it in his mouth chewing softly before swallowing. "Happy?" He questioned stubbornly, after getting no reply he pushed his bangs back and sigh. "It's from Tetsuya, chill okay?" He lied.

As expected Hibari didn't believe him but took the food. Mitobe pulled his knees up and rested his chin on it and circled his arms around them to keep his position. Watching the prefect eat was disturbing and not at all as graceful as he thought it would, Hibari wasn't elegant, he took the sushi into his mouth and bit down hard, a bit of rice got stuck to his cheek but he was probably hungry so Mitobe let his messy manner slip...this time.

"Stop your staring Herbivore. I'll bite you to death." Hibari threatened.

"Wahhh~ Haven't heard that in a while." Mitobe laughed.

The prefect returned his action with a heated glare and Mitobe smiled dumbly. It baffled him, he never smile like this in front of girls, his stomach fluttered and his heart skipped beat as the prefect turned away with a cute frown.

He wasn't a type of person who questioned his sexuality, he never really thought about it. Normally boys are suppose to like girls and girls are suppose to like guys, but SCREW that, he's in the mafia. He didn't see what was wrong with it, as long as he, maybe kind of like Hibari then it was okay. He didn't find other guys attractive, while he will admit they outshine in him looks, he wasn't attracted, so maybe it was a kind of feelings that were reserved for someone special. He decided to do some research on it later, AKA Google.

"You're staring..."

"Eh? Sorry? Was I? Haha, my bad."

"You're acting like that that-"

"Sorry, sorry..."

There was a pregnant pause, Hibari ate another piece of Sushi and Mitobe continue to stay quiet. The fact that Kyoya over looked the fact that he interrupted him meant they were getting along right?

"I have training with Reborn...So..I'll um, maybe stop by later. Anything you want me to bring?" Mitobe offered feeling too uncomfortable in the silence to stay any longer. He got off the chair and took the empty container and chopstick packing them away and placing them in the bag once again.

"Hamburger steak."

"What?"

"You heard me Herbivore, I'm not going to repeat myself. Now leave, before I bite you to death. I'm going to sleep." The prefect laid back down on the bed and turned his back to the reporter. Mitobe's face was a bit flustered, he honestly didn't expect an answer so it was more of a rhetorical question. He lamely mumbled a small "Okay." luckily not stuttering as he left the room.

Now there's two problem, one was that he was slowly falling for the man and his heart is beating irregularly,and two, he had no idea how to make hamburger steak. Maybe his mom can help,Google it or buy a cookbook. "Shit..." He thought as he clutched the place his heart was feeling the heavy beating in his chest.

First it was noticing Kyoya.

Then it was admiring him.

Now it's liking him.

He knew what the next step was and he didn't think he was ready to confess his feelings. He decided to give it time and wait for what ever happen to happen, maybe of he gave it enough time he'll fall out of liking the taller man.

"Get up Mitobe." Reborn commanded as he point the gun to the boy's head.

"Reborn, let's just take a small break please?" Masato begged as he laid on the ground face covered in dirt.

"No." The baby sent a kick to the boy's head making it bleed even more.

Mitobe stood up against his will wincing from his wounds, he flipped out his switchblade as he ready himself for another beating.

Reborn fired some shots and Mitobe acted quickly dodging some while deflecting others with his weapon. It's been three hours since they began and the reporter have yet to be bless with a single break. One thing he was grateful for was all the pain from getting pelted with rocks, getting kicked and being beat up kept his mind off of Hibari.

He made a quick turn of his foot and quickly dodge another, with a quick flick of his wrist he cut a pebble in half.

"Re-Reborn! Did you see that?!" Mitobe stopped his actions and stared at the baby wide eyes. "I thought you can only do that in mangas and anime!"

The infant pulled on his hat and face palmed at his student's failure, Mitobe could at least act cooler and not like an idiot kid who get amazed by everything he does.

"calm down." The infant said lowly clearly irritated. He pointed his gun again shooting Mitobe in the stomach making the boy double over in pain.

"Get up, we aren't done." The Hitman was going to be even harder on the boy now, he's been holding back for a while now. A mischievous glint shined in his black eyes as Mitobe stood up with a painful whimper.

The training session carried on and Mitobe tried to to match with Reborn's pace and he was able to easily deflect the substitute bullets, now he was trying to improve even more by being able to cut them, because he think it's cool, and face it, Miotbe is a total nerd and a creep who will squeal like a giddy school girl if he did something that impress even himself.

"That'll be all for today." Reborn smiled at the boy who collapsed on the floor covered in bruises cuts and scrapes.

Mitobe struggled to get up and picked up his precious switchblade that fell out of his reach earlier. He looked at it inspecting it carefully making sure the fancy engraving of Vongola was still there, deeming it safe and unharmed he smiled and tuck it safely into his pocket.

"You seem fond of it." Reborn observed, the comment caught Mitobe off guard and he looked over to Reborn before smiling stupidly.

"Ahahaha, I guess, you gave it to me after all. I know I haven't done as much as Tsunayoshi, Hayato, Takeshi or even Kyoya, but I appreciate the fact that I'm even part of something amazing as the Vongola." Mitobe confessed.

"True, but you've done plenty, covering the story, visiting, you're even working hard to get stronger."Hearing such encouraging words from the tiny Hitman made him extremely happy.

"Before I met you guys...My life was horrendously boring...You know? Just waking up every morning and repeating the same scheduled. I'm really glad I joined the Vongola..."

The Hitman could tell that the words the boy spoken were true, he knew very well how boredom could be the worst poison, being a Hitman, Reborn lived a very dangerous and active life, though he was grateful for the peaceful events now a days, so he knew how to appreciate them, but had he the choice to live a peaceful life without complication, that would never made him as strong as he is now. A person, who they are, what define them is what they experienced and how they came to over come it. Even with the curse that was put on him, he still carry on his life without regret of his choices, if he did, he would fix it. He is the world's best Hitman after all.

Reborn smiled at the boy and pulled on his hat. "You should go take a bath and clean those wounds. You have school tomorrow, come back here after school, you're training is not yet over." Reborn informed as he walked away into the sunset coolly. Mitobe returned home and turned out, his mother went shopping without him. Mitobe pouted but she gave him some candy so it was okay, until his day, she have yet to look at him as a man.

"Seriously, just what did you do?! Look at these wounds!"Daiki scolded as he applied bandages to Mitobe again since he wouldn't stop picking at them.

"Anyone know how to make Hamburger Steak?" Mitobe asked ignoring the question.

"Don't avoid the question,are you being bullied?" Daichi questioned as he pull out another pack of bandages and band-aids.

"I was learning self defense, my tutor is brutal as you can see." Mitobe smiled despite the pain of the alcohol on his open wound.

"So why were you asking about Hamburger Steak?" Nori asked lauging at the scene.

"I want to learn how to make some is all." Masato answered truthfully.

"You should try asking the Home Economic teacher, she let you make your own stuff sometimes." Nori answered as she pick up the newspaper they printed.

Mitobe nodded and thanked the twins for helping him treat his wound, though he had to take off his shirt and Nori his her face screaming embarrassingly.

"How was the weekend with your brother?" The twins asked together.

"He's a brat as always..." Mitobe answered with hidden affection.

"You love him though~ " Daiki teased.

"I do." He confessed sending him a smile.

"Hamburger Steak? That's rare...I guess I can help you...~" The teacher replied as she search or the recipe on her computer.

"Is it for someone you like~?" She pressed." Girls tend to like sweets more you know~"

"It's for my...old school mate in the hospital actually." Mitobe had a hard time finding the word, he felt friend might be too optimistic and acquaintance was still too close to friend so school mate was the only word he felt comfortable with.

"Ohh! From the Namimori gang war right? Good job by the way, the article was amazing! I can't believe you found that out by yourself."

Her student muttered a small "thank you." The class caries on, Mitobe had most of the help since he was making a different dish from everyone else, it turned out okay though he accidentally almost added too much on one thing or another and the teacher had to stay by him constantly to make sure he doesn't mess up. He burned his forearm as he reached to turn the stove off and he cut his finger because he took his eye off the cutting board because he heard his name.

He got a cute band aid out of it though, it was pink and had little hello kitty faces on it. MANLY AS HELL.

The Home Economic teacher was tired by the end of class, Mitobe came out with more scars than he originally had. It worried her that he came in with the amount he already had, some on his face, others on his arm and a few that could be seen from his collar, but with all the gangs around, she wouldn't be surprise if he got jumped.

It was after P.E. Mitobe arrived at his designated class room with a wet head of hair and messy uniform that looked like he slept in it, his tie hung loosely around his neck as he struggle to untangle his hair. As he got to the door he saw Nori standing there waiting for someone, when she saw him her face brightened up and he met her half way.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" He asked her putting his hands back in his pocket.

"I was hop-hoping that we could talk. I-If you have time." She stuttered. It looked like a confession, he felt really bad if he's turn her down but he remembered Mina's words,a bout how he shouldn't date people he doesn't like so he wouldn't hurt their feelings.

His class mates walked pass them thinking they were talking about the News Paper again so didn't bother.

"Sure what's up?" He asked her carefully selecting his words.

"Well...You know, how you've been talking about Hibari?" She asked quietly. Ohhh...so that's what this was about...He should have guessed. The way she blushed wasn't just admiration, that was pure plain middle school crushes. He would know, because that's how he also feel about a familiar Prefect, Mitobe kept his cool playing it off as if he didn't know what was coming.

"Yeah, what about Kyoya?" He asked, Mitobe didn't want to jump to conclusion, if it was what he thought it was, then he wanted to hear her say it.

"Ca-can you please introduce us?! I know, well, you seem close to each other! I...think I think I might really like him, he sounds so cool, and...wonderful, so please introduce us!" Nori said quickly in one breath as she bowed to Mitobe, her dark bobbed hair followed her down and he could tell she was blushing hard judging by her red ears. He was right, he tried to over look it but that wasn't going to change anything. She stood up straight and looked at him with begging eyes on the brink of tears.

Before Mitobe could stop himself, he put on a fake smile and replied with a careless "Sure, I'd be happy to."

Hey guys! Sorry for the inconvenience! Did you like my little twist? Mitobe finally figure out his feelings and this happens...

The Varia arc starts one month after the Kokuyo arc, according to the Anime, I'm taking notes from both the Anime and Manga, just so you know. Mitobe is getting to be more human, well at least to me anyway~ ^^

I'll also be answering reviews down here since Private messaging takes a little longer since I have to get mailed for that, but you can always PM me if you feel uncomfortable reviewing since everyone can see it, I'll gladly take criticism. Your thoughts and opinion do matter to me, so please send in your answers for the following questions!

Should Mitobe have a flame? if so which one?

Should he end up with Hibari? Or would you like a twist to this?

REVIEWS:

Mangalover123blue: Good to hear from you again! Another Male OC story?! I can't wait to read it, I'm glad you are enjoying this, I'll try to update as much as possible, thank you for voting, and wow! ummm~ Pointers, on which story? The one you have out now or the one you are planning to write?

Nyaaaaa: Did I get it right? Thank you for your input! I'm adding it to the tally mark!

Chocolate-Tama: -manly determine face- I will...I WILL.

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ENDING NOTE~! So we have reached 11 follows and 11 favorites, for reaching more than 10 I added more cute moments, I hope everyone is still him character, and twists~! Wooo! Nori, you little shit...No kidding, kidding, but I'm going to see where this go~

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