And finally, I'm up with the SIXTH chapter! ^^

I'm really sorry for not writing, but my two worst enemies 'school' and 'laziness' got in the way. And of course the fear of the fighting scene. I was really afraid of this scene, and I don't know how it turned out... *hopes for the best*

Also, thank you for all of the reviews! *-* It really helped me a lot!

So, on with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR or it's characters!

Yamamoto and Chrome watched in silence as the two friends walked away. They were so engrossed in their thoughts that they didn't notice as someone was watching them from the shadows, with a predatory grin plastered on his face.

"Let the game begin."

Gokudera was walking through the corridors of the second floor uneasily, sensing someone's eyes on him. Of course, he knew how to disguise it with a face of indifference (he was not the right-hand man of the Vongola Decimo for nothing), however that was just a disguise. He felt like as if those eyes were analyzing him, trying to find his weakness and finish him off as fast as it could.

Gokudera shivered a little. He shouldn't have such thoughts, instead he should focus on finding Uri, or any leads that could tell him what the hell is going on. With newfound determination, Gokudera stomped through the second floor, to the place where Kuroda saw that lion. He survived in much more dangerous situations than this, damn it!

Unknown to him, his observer was much more closer to him, than he would have thought. That's why, the moment he arrived at that place, the game was set in motion and somebody attacked him from behind.

At the same time Yamamoto and Chrome was about to go back into the school and find Gokudera, when they heard a growl from behind them. They slowly turned around, just to face with a giant leopard looking at them with a hawk-like swoop.

Chrome gulped nervously. The leopard looked exactly like Uri. Well, aside from the cloud flames, that is.

Chrome could feel Yamamoto stiffen, looking at the leopard with narrowed eyes. Chrome knew that the Rain Guardian noticed the cloud flames too.

"So it really wasn't Uri, huh?" said Yamamoto in a light tone, but Chrome could feel that he was anything but calm right now. After all, a box weapon that looked exactly like Uri, except for the flames? It was a sight that would make any Guardians' mind in turmoil. The box weapons of the Guardians were special, so there shouldn't- no couldn't be another one like theirs.

Chrome tensed. Something was amiss. The Uri-look-alike in front of them was real for sure, not an illusion. But that was impossible. Then...how?

Next to her, Yamamoto was almost thinking about the same thing. However, it wasn't the impossibility of the situation that made him stiffen. It was because of his Assassin-Intuition. Being a natural-born hitman had may advantages. His Assassin-Intuition was one of them. Unlike Tsuna's Hyper Intuition, it alarmed him of only one thing: when something was not what it seemed to be. And right now it was screaming at him to don't let his guard down at all costs.

Also, it didn't help him either that he was worried about Gokudera. Of course, he knew that the bomber could take care of himself, but... Yamamoto glanced behind him. The school building was there, full of adults who didn't even know about of the Mafia or anything. They were just innocent bystanders. And the leopard in front of him already hurt one (almost two) of them, and only God knew what it would do if they let the leopard go.

"Chrome," he said, as he glanced at the Female Mist Guardian." Go and look for Gokudera. Leave this situation to me."

Chrome's eye widened, however she didn't say a thing. She wanted to protest, but... One look at Yamamoto and she already knew that there was no room for argument. The sword user made up his mind already.

"Alright" Chrome nodded, and a second after she was nowhere in sight, gone to find the Strom Guardian.

Yamamoto smiled, as he heard the muttered words echoing in his head. It looks like, in the past ten years things didn't really changed that much. Almost all the things were like then. Almost.

Nezu looked out of the window. He had a strange feeling just now. As if something bad was about to happen. He shook his head. Maybe it was a mark of old age? No, he was pretty sure that he wasn't going senile yet.

"Sensei?" Nezu looked at Sasagawa Kyoko, who was looking at him worriedly. They were just in the middle of a conversation, when he had that foreboding feeling. That was when he looked outside, deep in thought, forgetting about the young adult in front of him.

"Sorry. So, is the decoration of the cafeteria finished?" he asked. That's where they will be having their lunch at, when the others finished discovering the school.

"Almost" she nodded. "Shall I go and take everyone there, while it's finished?"

At the positive answer, Kyoko bowed with a smile then walked out of the classroom, leaving Nezu there, alone with his thoughts. After a few minutes he sighed. He should head to the cafeteria, too.

Back at the baseball field, Yamamoto pulled out his sword, while he was looking straight into the leopard's eyes, not letting it look away. The Shigure Kintoki changed into it's katana form. He looked at his box weapon, hung from his belt. Yamamoto knew that he mustn't use Jirou, just Kojirou. He didn't know why, but Tsuna forbid them to use their Vongola Box in public. Could it be because of Byakuran? Yes... It could be... But right now, he had to concentrate on other things. For example on the growling leopard in front of him.

Yamamoto readied his sword. For a tense moment, everything seemed to stop.

Then, the leopard jumped.

Yamamoto put Shigure Kintoki into a defensive form, just in time. Claws met with metal, and a loud *clink* sound could be heard. The Rain Guardian struggled to stay on his feet. The leopard weighted much more than he had thought. He quickly jumped back, and put his sword into position. In less than a moment the leopard attacked again.

Yamamoto blocked with the katana's blade, then with a push, he threw the leopard off of him. Not wasting a second, he attacked.

"Shigure Soen Ryu, first form..." Yamamoto muttered, while getting ready for the attack. "Axle of Rain!"

As fast as he could Yamamoto charged forward. His weapon was ready to thrust into the leopard, and end this fight as soon as possible. At the last moment the leopard leapt to the side, but a long wound reddened it's fur. The two opponents stood in silence for a moment looking at each other. That was when it happened.

Yamamoto watched in shock as the animal in front of him begun to tremble wildly, then morph into... something. The Cloud Box Weapon first looked like as if it was melting. However it was just what it looked like. In a split second, two leopards were in front of him. And before he could do a thing, both of them were gone.

It was all thank to his Assassin-Intuition that he didn't become leopard food. When the leopards disappeared it instantly alarmed him of the oncoming attacks. He jumped backwards just in time, to avoid being cut into pieces by fangs.

However, he didn't have time to rest. The (now two) Box Animals attacked again, more and more fiercely by the minute.

Five minutes, and a lot's of slashes, cuts, bruises and multiplies later Yamamoto found himself rollback to the fence of the baseball field. Slightly panting, he tried to found the now four leopards. Their speed was almost inhuman, and their ability of multiplying just made the situation more troublesome. And the fact that he couldn't use his full power didn't help either.

He was slowly but surely running out of chances, and Yamamoto knew that perfectly. His eyes wandered through the field, trying not just to find his enemies, but to find something, anything that could help him.

He was about to give up, when he saw it. Not too far away from him stood the pitching machine of Nami-chuu. Yamamoto knew it from one look that it was the best of it's kind. And he knew exactly what to do, too.

Seconds ticked by, and Yamamoto quickly got into position, waiting for the leopards to attack. He had a feeling, that if he could take down the original one, all of them would disappear. So he had to concentrate on only one. The one that is surrounded and protected by the others. The one...

*CLASH!*

... in the middle!

Things happened simultaneously. The bushes rustled, and three leopards charged at him head-on. One leopard jumped on him from behind, making his knees fall flop. But that was just what he needed.

"Shigure Soen Ryu, third form..." Yamamoto dropped the sword as he fell down. However there was a glint in his eyes. " Last Minute Rain!"

As Yamamoto kicked the hilt of the sword, and it crashed into the pitching machine, he could feel one of the multiplied leopards claws, then fangs bite into his shoulders. He winced, but summoned all of his power and threw the animal off, just the moment when the machine broke down.

Maybe, the Box Animals didn't even know what happened, when out of the blue billions of baseball balls pouring down on them. So he made the best of the situation, and using his baseballer skills to navigate through the balls, he sneaked to the now frightened Box Animals.

It was time ti finish this.

Yamamoto raised his sword... then all of the leopards disappeared with a flash.

The Rain Guardia stood there for a minute, stunned, when the feeling of pain registered in his mind. Not being able to stand much longer, he plopped down on the ground, trying to stop the bleeding of the wound on his shoulder. While using the little medicinal knowledge he had, he wondered about what could have happened.

Meanwhile, in the building of Namimori Middle School, another battle ended too. The Storm and Mist Guardians watched as the Leopard Box Weapons demolish into thin air in silence. The copies of it disappeared too, with a bright flash. The two stood in quiet, until...

"Uri! Stop scratching my face!"

Both Gokudera and Chrome knew that it was because of the fact, that her keeper dared to lose his faith in her, even for a second. And for the first time ever, Gokudera did nothing to stop Uri: she was right.

"Gokudera-san, I think we should go back to Yamamoto-san." said Chrome, while trying hard not to giggle. " He might need help."

"Yeah, you're right." nodded Gokudera, with his usual scowl on his face.

In the Millefiore HQ in Italy, Byakuran was in his office, doing what he done almost everyday. He was eating cakes. However, exceptionally, there was something else on his desk, not just sweets: a letter, with a big clam symbol on it. As the Millefiore Boss tasted another one of his favorite marshmallows, he read the letter again. The letter that he received not long ago.

"Gather the Guardians
With the Vongola Rings, defeat Byakuran
Eliminate the guy with the glasses in the photograph
Everything will return to as it was."

It was a short message, and it would be not that much of a thing... but not for Byakuran. These four rows meant the world to him. Literally.

It's too bad he can't thank the Vongola Decimo anymore, for being so careless with such an important letter. Byakuran smirked and popped another marshmallow in his mouth.

Thank you for reading! ^^ I hope you enjoyed it!

I don't know when the next chapter will be finished, but I will try my best! ^^

Hyhy~