Finally! I finished it (and it's the first to break into the twenties)! I thank Hellfire000, Kei and Kuroi Rin for reviewing! :D

Enjoy!

After my fever induced state, and hunting down Hayato for the payment of the sofa (and the replacement of my wall), I found out that Mukuro and his pals had ditched me. By that I mean he packed up and left for Europe. The goddamn country of the Vindice themselves! What is wrong with his head? I swear, one of these days I would be startled shitless if the bandaged men appear before to check up on his captivity status! I swear when that pineapple comes back I'll throttle him good for forgoing the fact that he completely discarded he had just come out of there!

On the other hand, Chrome stayed by my side (which was sweet of her despite the fact that she keeps rubbing my 'unfortunate meeting with Bossu'), so I ended up buying her a cellphone as gratitude. It was also an apology for taking care of me in my fever induced state (she did tell me about the multiple times on how I tried to chop off my arm), but my imagination must have spiked when her one (pretty) eye held a knowing look (I shrugged it off as nothing).

The next day…

Chrome and I went for a walk, I not being in the girls outfit because of the destination being on the other end of Namimori, I told her that she needed new clothes, so I brought her to the shopping district. We were in one of the shops with summer clothing when all of a sudden I got edgy. Which was weird. I don't get edgy, not before anyway. If Chrome had noticed my fidgeting then she didn't speak of it, instead she decided to fawn over this particular indigo summer dress on a mannequin. I was about to propose on buying it when I heard my name. "Cannon!"

Obviously I turned around to see who called me, but I wasn't expecting to be tackled only to be given a peck on the lips.

…

And obviously I had blanked out for a few seconds, only to return to Earth after I had a glimpse of who had done it.

Tsunayoshi.

My mind decided to go beserk, and I instantly checked if I was cross dressing. No skirt, no tank top, no girly leather jacket, no wig, no ankle boots… yup definitely not a girl. Then it sunk in that we were in public, and a glance around gave off the vibe that they had evil eyes on us. Then the fact sunk in that Tsuna was quite aware that I was a guy. The last thought had dread pool around me, and I must have looked real pale since his smug face had worry tinging it. I ignored him and turned to Chrome who was acting out her innocence again… that sly, sly girl…

"I-I'm a guy, Tsuna," I turned back to the brunette, pointing at myself and hoping that my smile wasn't as strained as my words. "w-what's with the kiss?"

"Oh, you don't know?" Tsuna questioned. Damn he was too good with that innocent act of his… My thought cut short with the smirk spreading on his face. "Then the name 'Sabrina' should bring back memories, right, Sabrina-san?"

"I-I-I d-don't kn-know what y-you're talk-talking about!" By now I was sweating profusely, looking anywhere but at the teen in front of me. I wondered where his best pals, Takeshi and Hayato, were.

"You are a very bad liar, Cannon." I spotted Takeshi kneeling on the ground, fanning Hayato who was on the ground seemingly unconscious… ouch… He is just a tad too loyal. "Cannon, look at me."

"Oh, I w-was looking for… for a parade of animals, a sight to see y'know?" I answered, dodging the confrontation.

Luck would have it that they decided to push me in the Hellfire much earlier than I was expecting, as per usual, when Tsuna, had about enough of me beating around the bush, grabbed my face and looked directly at me. I made the mistake of looking at him, and was uncomfortable with the distance… sure it was at least a hand's breadth but I needed an Eiffel Tower's breadth. Maybe the leaning tower of Pisa would do as well… "Cannon,"

I, unintentionally, re-focused on the brunette. Must have been my imagination, but my skin felt like it was crawling. I opted to stay silent, mostly because I couldn't find my voice to speak, and apparently Tsuna took that as a sign to continue. "We need to talk."

I then found my voice and pushed him away, face burning, with images of that dreaded day, stuttering. "P-P-P-Pub-Public! T-Thi-This is th-the p-p-p-public!"

Without thinking I ran out the shop and into the streets, a small rational bell rung that I forgot about something but I pushed it off.

Turns out that running with your head bent is not a good idea. First off, you don't know where you are going, and secondly, you don't know what comes at you. I didn't know that I was hit, until the long lost familiarity of the pink smoke had surrounded me, but at least I stopped running around randomly. Instead I opted to cough at the unexpected situation I was placed in.

It was unexpected since I had expected the normality of which I was in a more humiliating position than the last, but that didn't happen. I found myself in a room, a pretty big one at that. I discarded the details and went walking around the building. I was met with the sight of an older looking Uncle, not a day out of twenty, holding onto the arm of one angry looking guy.

I spoke to soon…

Cue the facepalm.

Holding back a sigh, I looked up tiredly and noted that the eternally pissed off look wasn't all… angry, per se. There must have been fondness in that face, but I didn't stay any longer lest I got caught staring. Instead I travelled to another random room, and entered. I froze at the voice that had greeted me, it had been too long since I last heard it anyway. "Reborn, please knock first before you enter."

I blinked.

If I remembered my situation correctly, I was currently ten years into the future, and the person sitting at the desk was Tsuna, his ten years later form. I turned to face the brunette who was busy scribbling on a piece of paper, a stack beside his desk indicated he had yet to finish. The pen stopped scribbling and the man looked up, I took a step back slightly in defense. I wasn't going down with another traumatic event without a fight. The brunette, definitely Tsuna, smiled. "Oh, if it isn't Cannon! If you're here then he must have finished his mission by now."

I didn't say anything, and ended up being startled as the other door opened with a bang. "Juudaime! We have a problem!"

"What is it Hayato," Tsuna gave inaudible sigh.

Hayato, his ten year later form, was practically disheveled. I had a vague thought on what would have happened to make him look like that. "Well, you see, the mechanics have gone and done it again…"

I raised my brow at the dwindling remark, though scrapped the thought when I spotted the strained smile on Tsuna. "Really now? What have they done this time, Hayato?"

I edged farther away from the silver haired man as Tsuna made his way forward. Hayato gave a small answer as he followed the brunette out. "They modified the Ten Year Bazooka for a much longer time than its original time of five minutes –"

I didn't hear anything else as I was engulfed by the pink smoke. This time I let out a sigh and muttered. "That was the weirdest thing I have ever experienced…."

"So dressing up as a girl is not the weirdest experience for you, Cannon?" I jumped, startled. Wasn't expecting an answer. I realized why I received an answer after the smoke had cleared.

Somehow, I found myself sitting in Tsuna's room, of which I vaguely remember, on his bed with the owner of the room beside me. It took me, literally, two minutes to process this outcome, and immediately got up. "S-Sorry! I-I'm leaving now! D-Don't want to b-be a bother!"

However a bullet stopped me, stupid bullet….

Of course it must have come from the infant hitman, and I forfeited my escape in order to spare my life. A good deal to make. I turned plastering a smile onto my face. "H-Hey, long time no s-see."

"Come sit down, Cannon," The hitman indicated to the bed. I gave a rigid nod and proceeded to do as he said, who didn't say I valued my life? "Good, now let's talk."

"O-Okay." I answered.

"You are officially placed under Dame-Tsuna's care."

What?

"I-I'm sorry?" I stuttered, more out of shock than the whole life issue.

A gun was immediately cocked and ready. "You don't need me to repeat that again, do you?"

"N-No! J-Just, why? I should be supported by my parents!" I stated, there was no need for me to be under the support of Tsuna.

"You're house was burnt down –" He didn't get to finish his sentence, since I cut him off.

"My house was what?!" I yelled, shock pushed aside with the definite feeling of loss. "Who, that is sane enough, would burn down a house!?"

"Probably someone in the Mafia." Reborn quipped.

I stared at the hitman my eyes wide in disbelief, as I let it sink in. I then hung my head in defeat. Of course the Mafia would have stuff burned down, they were anything but sane. "So much for a peaceful life in Namimori…"

Tsuna placed his hand on my shoulder comfortingly…

and I excused myself to call Chrome (she wasn't with me and that was worrying), I asked her to stay over with me in Tsuna's house, but she declined (I however persevered and managed to bring her here, god knows what Mukuro would do if I let her be in somewhere unsuitable for a lady to live in). It then occurred to me that the clothes that I had bought beforehand for the act of Sabrina, was gone with the entire house (I was half for dancing with joy, and the other half being depressed over the fact that I lost a lot of money for that one outfit…), but Reborn had appeared (out of the damn nowhere, scared me good that infant of a hitman) and handed me a bag (it suspiciously looked like the one I had stuffed in my closest), and I nearly dropped it because of it's contents (it was most definitely the same bag, the clothes inside indicated as such).

That's when it finally occurred to me that this wasn't some random burning, but a planned one (goddamn that hitman!). I asked Reborn more about it, and all he did was smirk and say something along the lines of being Mafia related and relationships blooming (I don't care what all that meant and demanded that he rebuild my house right away, he promised but stated that it would take at least six months for it to be finished being rebuilt). So now I'm stuck at the Sawadas until my house was back to it's original form…

P.S. I don't think Mukuro would be too happy with the fact that my house was burnt down to a crisp… nope not a bit…