A/N: This is one of the many demon!Arcobalenco AU ideas that have been floating around in my head recently. I blame this on Reborn, he might as well be an actual demon. And I think I accidentally made a crack!fiction. Whoops. At least it chipped away at my writers block?

Disclaimer: I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!, Bleach or Rurouni Kenshin.

Demonic Tutor

"Tsu-kun." Tsuna let out a dismissive grunt, turning away from the source of the noise. The girl gave a frustrated huff, pondering how to wake him up. "Sawada Tsunayoshi who got a 5 percent on his math test!" Tsuna jolted awake, falling off his mattress. Orihime giggled. "Now isn't the time to be sleeping in silly, you're getting your guardian today!" She says jovially. Orihime herself was his mother's guardian, specializing in healing and creating shields. Since Tsuna was a clumsy teen, this was a good thing. Sometimes it felt like having two mothers.

Tsuna had recently turned 14, the age when every person would receive a guardian angel to watch over them. Depending on what type of life they were destined to have, their guardian would reflect their needs. At first Tsuna wondered why his sweet mother needed an angel with healing and defensive capabilities, then assassins tried breaking into their house. Orihime kept a barrier up long enough for one of the Hibari to notice the disturbance and arrest the criminals. Tsuna had been paranoid of leaving the house ever since.

Tsuna's father, a man who was never home, had a guardian that he swore was just a military woman. Lal Mirch had multiple scars and always carried a sniper riffle. He supposedly was a construction worker, but his violent and short tempered guardian said otherwise. He doubted that she was even an angel. At least she knew that tossing a child in the air when they were crying was not a good idea. She tended to punch his father for a lot of idiotic things when he was a child, especially when he'd offer his underage son sake.

After Tsuna got dressed, he went into the kitchen and shivered as Orihime poured chili sauce all over her pancakes. There was a reason they never let the angel cook, or clean. She could be just as clumsy as Tsuna at times. Nana gave Tsuna a warm smile, handing him a plate of pancakes. "Are you looking forward to receiving your angel today? I remember when I first met Orihime, we were instant friends." The woman gushed. Tsuna could only hope to get a guardian as friendly and supportive as Orihime. He could use someone other than his family in his corner for once.

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Tsuna gulped, looking up at the large building. It was the only place in Namimori that was over two stories tall, making it stand out in the small town. The assignment agencies were usually in cities and Tsuna wondered why they had decided to put one in the middle of Namimori of all places. He gulped and stepped through the sliding doors, immediately overwhelmed by the amount of people moving around. The receptionist seemed to already be on the phone with someone and was typing on the computer as well. The man covered the phone speaker with the palm of his hand and pointed in another direction. "Waiting room is over there. Take a number and wait until you're called."

The room was filled with teenagers from Namimori and other nearby towns. "Hey Sawada!" Takeshi Yamamoto and Kyoko Sasagawa both waved him over, Tsuna sighed in relief. It was nice to see some friendly faces. Kyoko's brother already had an angel, an orange haired teen named Ichigo. Ichigo and Orihime were apparently friends so Orihime often dragged Tsuna with her, insisting he leave the house and make friends. Ryohei and Ichigo were both overprotective brothers, so he felt safe at the Sasagawa home.

Takeshi was one of the few people that didn't laugh at Tsuna whenever he struggled in class, mostly because his grades were just as horrible. "Hey Takeshi, Kyoko. I kind of expecting getting a guardian to be more... exciting." Tsuna admits, Takeshi laughed. "I know what you mean. Wouldn't it be cool if there was some sort of magic school and we could summon them ourselves?" He asks, Tsuna groaned. "If that was the case, my guardian would probably be the weakest of them all." Tsuna says pessimistically.

Kyoko patted him on the back. "We'll all get the guardians that we need, don't worry about it." The intercom speaker above their heads crackled. "Number thirty two." They looked at their numbers, Tsuna's was forty. Takeshi stood up, ruffling Tsuna's hair. "Well, wish me luck!"

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Takeshi returned with a red headed swordsman named Kenshin, a polite angel that was very similar to Takeshi. There was a cross shaped scar on his cheek and he tended to say "Oro" whenever he was confused. Which was a lot since he wasn't the brightest person. Kyoko hadn't received a guardian but didn't seem too disappointed. "It just means I have a safe future. Ichigo is enough protection for our family. Good luck Tsuna!"

Tsuna walked nervously down the corridor, the name Yukihara on the frosted glass. There was a small brunette sitting behind a large desk, stamping a paper. She looked up and gave Tsuna a tired smile. "Take a seat, this'll just take a second." She stamped a few more papers and looked up. "Name?" Yukihara asks, taking out a form. "Tsunayoshi Sawada." He says nervously, the woman typed the name into the computer. Beside her was a tall man with black hair in a blue uniform . "Alright Tsuna, you can call me Yuki. Just fill this out and I'll enter you into the system."

"Um, Miss Yuki? Why is there a waver?" Tsuna asks nervously, Yukihara sighed. "Sometimes the summoning goes wrong and hungry demons tend to be drawn instead of angels. Aoshi and I are here to stop you from being killed if that happens, but there might be some injuries. Don't worry too much about it, that only happens if a person has a strong spirit." She says reassuringly. "Knowing your luck a demon is going to show up anyways." Aoshi states, Yukihara's eyebrow twitched.

"I'm obligated to tell you that summoning is prohibited unless there is an official to observe the proceedings. You have no idea how many idiots thought it would be fun to summon a guardian, only to call the hunter association when it back fires." Yukihara complains. The clean up for those incidents were never pretty. "Maybe I should do this at another time." Tsuna says hesitantly, Yukihara snorted. "You already filled out the paper work kid, and you honestly look like you need a guardian. Now give me your hand, this might sting a little."

She took a dagger out of a drawer, it's metal gleaming. She sliced his thumb, letting a few drops of blood drop into the summoning runes. Aoshi took out his kodachi as a precaution as Yukihara began to chant in Latin. The angel's eyes widened in alarm as a power presence made itself known in the room, their dark aura indicating that it was a demon. "Your blood called to a fucking Arcobalenco?!" Yukihara exclaims, the figure chuckled. The demon wore a fedora and had curly sideburns, wearing a sharp suit.

"You must be destined for a very dangerous life." Reborn says with a smirk. "Wait, hold on a minute. Isn't he a demon?" Tsuna exclaims, Yukihara shrugged. "It isn't common but sometimes demons can be guardians as well. They just tend to be more... sadistic." She then clapped her hands together, giving Tsuna a fake smile. "Congratulations on your new guardian! If there are any problems, here is a number for the hunter association." She chirps, pushing the shell shocked teen and Reborn out of the room. "Having two Arcobalenco in town, god I need a drink." Yukihara groaned.