Within the meeting room sat some students with the desks positioned in a circular pattern. These students were all temporary members of the student council. They held temporary positions because the council was in need of members to help operate the school and organize the school events. It would have been permanent memberships, but no one had wanted it. It was not that they didn't want to, but being in the student council would mean collaborating with the Disciplinary Committee and most students were too afraid to join because of it. Thus, the council had temporary members until they could find someone to replace them. This does not include the president though. That position was solely taken by Yuuki who was more than happy to work with the Disciplinary Committee.

BOOOM!

"Kyaa!" The female members screamed while the males shouted in fright. They all felt slightly panic from the sudden explosions. The only one who wasn't panicking was their president who stood by the window, looking down at the yard before him. Out of the window, Yuuki could see Tsuna dodging small dynamites being thrown at him by the new transfer student.

Gokudera Hayato, nicknamed Hurricane Bomb.

Age: 14

Younger brother to Gokudera Bianchi, nicknamed Poison Scorpion.

Blood type: B

Height: 168 cm

Weight: 54 kg

Gokudera has gained instant popularity with the ladies upon entering school, mainly due to his 'bad boy' image. Despite his image, he is super smart and is a top student in his grade. He is apparently also really superstitious.

He moved to Japan for a personal mission and had to live alone in an apparent where he is struggling with rent. Thus, he was force to take up a part-time job at the convenience store. Luckily, the school don't have any regulations against students getting a job. Even if there was one, it could easily be dealt with.

"What was that, Yuuki-kaichou?!" A frightened student asked as she and some other students exchanged scared looks.

"Hmm," Yuuki hummed as he looked away from the window. The explosions have finally stopped and the last thing Yuuki saw was Gokudera kneeling down to Tsuna. Yuuki smiled in reinsurance at the students surrounding him, "It was just some tutoring lessons. Nothing to worry about."

"Oh, okay then," the student sighed at the warm smile being directed towards her. The others behind her exchanged unsure looks, but eventually accept Yuuki's words. They have learned through experience that it was never good to question Yuuki too much on certain topics.

"Now then," Yuuki pushed away from the wall and clapped for attention, "Let's get down to business, shall we?"

Before they could start anything though, the door slammed open to reveal the principal who was out of breath from all the running he did. When he heard the explosions, he immediately booked out of his office, his body unconsciously seeking out Yuuki.

"Kimura-san, you got to help! Something is happening on the school-!" Before he could say anything more, an icy chill shot down the principal's back.

He finally took notice of the cold smile on Yuuki's face. "Don't worry, principal. It's nothing for you to be worried about. I've got everything covered."

"B-Bu-…"

Yuuki's smile became more forced, "NOTHING for you to worry about…"

Yuuki stared the principal down as the man nervously gulped in reply. Finally understanding the situation he was in, he slowly backed away and out of the room, afraid to receive Yuuki's wrath. Silently the door clicked shut, leaving the room to be engulfed in still silence. No one spoke for a few moments until Yuuki turned to address the students, a bright smile on his face. "Now, where was I?"

Once the tension left the room, the female members began to swoon, their hearts pounding by the show of power from their president. The males, on the other hand, shivered in fright. That little show simply demonstrated to them how dangerous their president can be. Fortunately, their president seemed like a reasonable person – they did not need another Hibari ruling over their school.

Having tasted Yuuki's feeling on the subject, the members went back to work, shutting out any unnecessary thoughts on the explosions. Yuuki turned back to the window and stared at something from the distance. Lost in thought, a small smirk appeared on his face. Giving a little chuckle, Yuuki went back to work. He needed to send a report to Hibari, in case he got curious about the loud noise. There was no need to upset the school's pet carnivore, do we?

-`ღ´-

In a darken room sat two male figures. One was quietly sitting on a black, leather sofa, with his back turned to the window. Despite the figure's calm posture, there a small sense of danger emitting from his body. Scribbling sound of a pen can be heard as the young man, Yuuki, wrote in his notebook. The other man in the room sat behind a desk to the left of Yuuki, glancing nervously between the male student and the window behind him. The air in the room was tense, mostly caused by the fear of the older man.

"My, my, what a naughty sensei we have here," Yuuki commented, ignoring the loud explosions coming from outside. The older man, who was the school's principal, sweated profusely in reply, using his handkerchief to wipe his forehead.

"W-what do you m-mean, Kimura-san?" The principal stuttered, finally asking.

Yuuki thoughtfully hummed. "It seemed that you have colluded with a dirty teacher to improperly expel two students, is that correct?"

"N-no! I-I m-mean – AH!" The principal jumped in his seat at the sudden sound of Yuuki's snapping his notebook shut. Placing the notebook away, Yuuki slowly stood up, the leather sofa squeaking from the change of pressure. Slowly he approached the principal, his shoulders slightly hunched, almost as though he was stalking a prey. Gradually, the principal shrunk down into his seat with every step the boy took.

"Oh principal," Yuuki slowly said in a sad, mocking tone. "I thought we had a deal, you and I."

Yuuki suddenly slammed his palms onto the desk, startling the principal. The man whimpered, tears appearing in his eyes. Yuuki tilted his head. "Did you forget our deal?"

The man frantically shook his head. Unhurriedly, Yuuki leaned in until his lip was inches away from the principal's ear. "Let's not make the same mistake again, yes?"

The principal desperately nodded his head as Yuuki moved back. Pleased with the principal's answer, Yuuki pivoted around and strolled out the door. Taking out his notebook again, Yuuki jolted something down. Hibari needed to be informed of the incident between the principal and that fraud of a teacher. That teacher would not only be fired, arrested, and put into prison for his crime, but Yuuki was sure Hibari would like to deliver his own punishments to the teacher. What an eventful week this was becoming.

-`ღ´-

Yuuki stood on the edge of the field, watching as a freshman practice his pitching skills long after school hours. Baseballs littered around the school as the boy threw pitch after pitch. Yuuki had noticed the boy from the window of his student council room – something which he persuaded the principal into adding to the school – while he was working on some paperwork. The papers were mostly proposals from the Disciplinary Committee on the design and decoration of the reception room.

Usually if the president was anyone else, Hibari would have either force the proposal through or not have a proposal at all and simply does whatever he likes. Luckily, Yuuki could handle Hibari. It took him nearly a year, but Yuuki has managed to establish some form of partnership with Hibari.

Since Yuuki was rejected from joining the Disciplinary Committee, Yuuki decided on a different position of power in which he can occupy. That position was the student council president and lucky for him, the spot was empty since most students were too afraid of Hibari to try to even attempt at it. Thus, he ran for presidency and because of his popularity and reputation, he was quickly accepted as the school's new student body president.

After being appointed as the president, Yuuki used his position to demonstrate to Hibari how beneficial it was to have Yuuki as an ally. One example was his voluntary release of information concerning the Deadly Skullz gang. Let's just say, they were not 'deadly' or a gang anymore, but simply skulls. Yuuki smirked in amusement at the thought. Hibari was a bit reluctant to be helped by Yuuki at first, but then took the help in the end since it was voluntary.

Furthermore, Yuuki was quite persistent with his pestering, putting a lot of effort in trying to build some form of a mutual relationship with Hibari. Yuuki can be as stubborn as a bull when he put his mind to it. He had to participate in many battles with Hibari, but it was all worth it in the end. His efforts were not in vain. Eventually, Yuuki became one of the few people who ever succeeded in befriending Hibari as many were too afraid of him to even attempt it.

A sudden painful cry brought Yuuki out from his reminiscing. Looking out into the field, he saw the male student – who he was previously observing – had his arm clutched to his chest. Going by the unnatural angle of the arm, Yuuki realized that the boy may have broken it.

Springing into action, Yuuki rushed over to the student, crossing the field before kneeling beside the boy's form. "Hey, are you alright?" Yuuki asked.

"Y-yeah, I'm alright," the boy said, giving Yuuki a strained smile. Shooting him a skeptical look, Yuuki ran a finger along the boy's arm. Once his finger touched upon a certain spot, the boy's breath hitched in pain.

"Hold still, I'm going to call an ambulance," Yuuki said, taking out his phone. "It looked like you have broken your arm."

It took the boy a few seconds to process what Yuuki have said, but once he did, he was instantly devastated by the news. After making the phone call for an ambulance, Yuuki stayed with the boy until the authority can arrive. Sitting beside the boy, Yuuki stared at the distressed look on the boy's face.

"You know," Yuki started, getting the boy's attention. He spoke, staring deeply into the boy's eyes. "It's too early to be giving up like this. Anyone can easily trip and fall, but it takes a certain strength to get back up and try again. Besides, a broken bone does not guarantee a broken career."

Yuuki paused, letting his words seep in before turning away. He shuffled into a comfortable positon and waited for the ambulance to arrive. The boy silently sat beside him, going over the president's word in his head.

Yamamoto Takeshi.

Son to Yamamoto Tsuyoshi, owner of a sushi bar called TakeSushi.

Age: 14

Blood type: O

Height: 177 cm

Weight: 63 kg

A freshman who is warm and friendly. He is rarely seen without a smile, causing him to be popular with his peers. He's extremely athletic and seemed to be passionate about baseball.

Favorite food: sushi – seem a bit ironic – and milk

Yuuki hoped nothing drastic happened tomorrow, but with how things have been recently, Yuuki won't be too surprised if it does.

-`ღ´-

"Kaichou! Kaichou! Come quickly! A student is on the roof! He looked like he's about to jump!" A student burst into the Student Council room.

"Is it Yamamoto-kun?" Yuuki asked, not looking up from his desk as he continued to work: reading over multiple pages and writing something down.

"U-umm, I'm not sure."

"Does this student have a broken arm or more specifically, a white cast over one of his arm?"

"Y-Yes!"

"Leave him."

"W-What?!" The student shouted in disbelief. He gaped at the president who looked way too calm for the situation. Shouldn't he be more alert?

"It's simply a stunt. One of Yamamoto's joke you can say."

"Oh," the student sighed in relief, "I'll go tell everyone else then!"

Off the student went to spread the news of Yamamoto's apparent joke. Pausing, Yuuki glanced up to look at the door. He smirked in amusement. People can be so gullible sometime. That certainly was the case for most of the people in this town and Yuuki was glad for it. It makes controlling things must easier for him. Going back to work, Yuuki signed off a paper, denying the request for the usage of the reception room from one of the many committees. It was to be expected, the room assignments for each committee haven't been publicized yet and so people have assumed that the reception room was still available. It was unfortunately not – unless they want to challenge Hibari for it, which Yuuki doubt anyone would do. Thus, the only one who will be occupying the reception room would be the Disciplinary Committee.

With an amused smile, Yuuki went back to work. He has a lot of paperwork to go over.

-`ღ´-

"The test is easy. Simply dodge the attacks." Reborn said as he took out two impressive-looking guns. He suddenly paused, "Before we start though, let me introduce you to the person who will be helping me judge your ability."

"Eh? Who?" Tsuna asked.

"Konichiwa, Tsuna-kun, Yamamoto-kun, Gokudera-kun," a voice greeted them from behind them. The group turned to see Yuuki walking towards them, holding a clipboard and pen in his hands.

"Hiiee! Kimura-kaichou!" Tsuna gasped in surprised.

"Please, call me Yuuki, Tsuna-kun. Kimura reminds me too much of my parents," Yuuki smiled before taking notice of the infant. "My, my, who do we have here?"

"H-he's, A-ah," Tsuna stuttered, trying to come up with an answer.

"I'm Reborn, Home Tutor Hitman of the Vongola Family," Reborn introduced.

"WHA!" Tsuna cried in disbelief.

"Oh! It's nice to meet you Reborn!" Yuuki greeted, leaving Tsuna dumbfounded by Yuuki's quick acceptance of the information.

"Yo, Yuuki-kaichou, what are you doing here? Are you here to take the test too?" Yamamoto asked as Gokudera scowled at the newcomer.

"Nope, someone requested for me to be a referee for a mafia game and as a student council president, I must do my duty to uphold school spirits! Students should be free to express their personal interests!" Yuuki passionately answered, clenching a fist around his pen.

WHA!? REBORN! Tsuna mentally screamed, instantly connection the dots on what happened. Not only Reborn roped in his friend, Yamamoto, but also the school's president! No, no, no, no, no! What will he think about all of this!?

"Hey Kaichou," Yamamoto abruptly asked, staring curiously at the president. "Did anyone told you that you looked like a girl?"

"Yamamoto!" Tsuna cried, staring at his friend in disbelief. Sure, he noticed it too, but it was not something they can simply comment on, especially with the school's president. Gokudera, on the other hand, distrusted the boy and thought his feminine appearance made him look weak.

An amused smile danced on Yuuki's lip at the question before he gave a small chuckle. "Yes, I've been told that I looked quite feminine for a boy. I think it's probably because of my father's gene. He also was a bit too feminine-looking for a male."

"Is that so," Yamamoto said, as Tsuna looked at Yuuki in interest. Despite their president's reputation and popularity, not a lot of people knew much about Yuuki's personal life. This was their first time hearing about Yuuki's parents.

"Well then," Reborn said, bringing everyone back to their initial goal. "Let's start. First, knives." Suddenly, Reborn flung multiple knives at Yamamoto.

"Whoa!" Yamamoto said, managing to dodge them. Yuuki nodded, a bit impressed, before writing something down onto the clipboard.

"W-Wait, Reborn!" Tsuna shouted, placing himself in front of Yamamoto. "Are you seriously trying to kill Yamamoto!?"

"Wait up, Tsuna," Yamamoto said, slinging an arm around Tsuna's shoulders.

"Eh?"

"When we were kids, we played with wooden swords, right? It's all right. I'll stick around." Tsuna could only stare, horrified, at Yamamoto.

"Yamamoto-kun's right," Yuuki cheerfully added, a flowery background appearing behind him, "There's no harm with a little roughhousing."

R-Roughhousing!? Tsuna thought, sweat-dropping.

"As the boss, show him an example Tsuna," Reborn said.

"That's a good idea," Yuuki nodded, "You probably have some experience from previous plays."

"WHA?!"

"Sounds good. It's a race to see who's going to pass the test," Yamamoto agreed to the request.

"Huh? EHH?!"

"Well, let's run," Yamamoto said, starting to run.

"NO WAY! WAIT UP!" Before Tsuna knew it, he was roped into running away from Reborn while trying to dodge his projectiles.

"Woah," Yamamoto said, swiftly ducking down to avoid a knife. He seemed to be enjoying the little game of theirs, "Good form."

"His reflexes are great," Reborn commented.

"Most likely from all the training he did in baseball," Yuuki agreed as he continued to write on his clipboard.

"Is that so…tch," Gokudera clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Further ahead, Yamamoto and Tsuna continued to run along the school building. Yamamoto looked perfectly fine with the exercise, while Tsuna already looked out of breath as he fumbled behind his friend.

"You know," Yamamoto said as he ran, seeming perfectly capable of speech during the run. A normal person would have difficulty talking while they run since the action required the person to pause in their rhythmic breathing to talk. This simply demonstrate the above average lung capacity Yamamoto has and how fit he was. "Recent toys seem so real. Those looked like real knives."

"You thought those were toys!" Tsuna wheezed before choking to get oxygen back into his lungs.

"Next weapon is a row-gun," Reborn announced as he rounded the corner with the weapon, causing the two boys to skid to a stop.

"Geh! He got there ahead!" Tsuna shouted.

"Nice job." Yamamoto commented as Gokudera and Yuuki appeared behind Reborn.

"GAHAHAHA!" A loud, obnoxious voice shouted above the group. "Found you Reborn!"

"Now what?" Yamamoto asked, looking to his right towards one of the school's outdoor stairway.

"No…No way," Tsuna said once he saw who it was. A small, 5-year-old infant with a massive, black afro stood on the railing of the stairs. They could see two visible horn on his head and a cowhide-patterned body suit covering his body.

"I'm Lambo from the Bovino family! I'm Lambo who came to junior high school even when he's 5 years old!" The boy declared.

"The annoying one is out!"

"Bovino? Never heard of them," Gokudera said.

"Hmm, Bovino, huh?" Yuuki hummed thoughtfully, writing the information down on his clipboard.

"What do you want to do, Reborn-san?"

"Continue," Reborn simply said, firing arrows at Yamamoto and Tsuna.

"EEE!"

"Woah." Luckily, they managed to dodge them.

"HYAAAAAHH!" Tsuna screamed as the two ran away from Reborn. Upset with being ignored, Lambo forced himself not to cry and took out a weapon his family have sent to him from Italy: a missile launcher. Without much of a warning, Tsuna and Yamamoto suddenly found themselves having to dodge missiles targeting them.

BBBOOOOOOM!

"Phew," Yamamoto sighed in relief, especially after managing to narrowly avoid the explosion. "Looks like if I take it easy I won't be able to pass."

"Reborn! Let's stop this test!" Tsuna tried to reason with the baby. "You saw that, right? Lambo started to shoot missiles!"

"Next is a sub-machine gun," Reborn said, taking out the weapon and ignoring Tsuna's words.

"H…Hey!"

"First, the level of a trainee hitman," Reborn started to shoot at the boys. Instantly the boys ran away. Not only do they have to dodge bullets, but it seemed that Lambo was not going to stop with his missile launching.

"Wah! Not again!"

BBOOOM!

"Gokudera, you can let loose, too," Reborn spoke up, startling the boy with his words.

"But…"

"Think about killing Yamamoto and do it." Looking a bit too happy at that prospect, Gokudera took out his bomb.

"Juudaime (10th boss)!" He shouted, calling out to Tsuna. He then sent the boy a small signal which involved the use of a wink.

"Eh?" Tsuna said, confused by Gokudera's action.

"I don't think he understood that, Gokudera-kun," Yuuki said, but his comment fell on deaf ears. Besides, it was already too late. Gokudera has threw his bombs. Now Tsuna and Yamamoto found themselves facing an onslaught of explosives from Lambo, Reborn, and Gokudera.

"What the…"

"EHHHHHHHHHHH!"

BBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!

Yuuki held the clipboard in front of his face, trying to deter the air pressure created by the explosion. This was probably the biggest one they had seen today. Noticing how huge and powerful the explosion was, Gokudera became worried for Tsuna. "Juudaime! Are you alright, Juudaime!"

"Oh, I see them," Yuuki said, pointing with his pen. Out of the smoke came the figures of Yamamoto and Tsuna. Tsuna had an arm slung over Yamamoto's shoulders and they were both a bit singe, but they have managed to avoid the blast.

"Phew. That was close," Yamamoto sighed.

"Since Yamamoto pulled me. I…was saved~," Tsuna's voice shook.

"Yuuki-kun?" Reborn asked the boy standing beside him.

"Weeell," Yuuki drawled, glancing over his notes, "Going by the grading of his performance throughout the trial, I would say he passed the test. Congratulation Yamamoto-kun, you are now officially part of the family!"

"Thanks, Kaichou!" Yamamoto grinned before taking notice of Gokudera. The fringes of his hair shadowed Gokudera's eyes as he headed toward Yamamoto. Once Yamamoto was within arms-length, his hand shot forward and grip the boy's shirt, tugging the male slightly towards him.

"Good job," Gokudera finally said, his words and smile contradicting with his actions. Letting go, Gokudera explained, "You protected Juudaime, So I have no choice, but to admit you into the family. But the right arm of Juudaime is me. You're the shoulder blade."

"Sh-Shoulder blade?!" Yamamoto looked confused, but he laughed and slung an arm around Gokudera in a friendly manner. "I thought so from before, but you're a funny guy!"

Yamamoto suddenly looked serious, as he seemed to be challenging Gokudera. "But, I don't want to withdraw from being Tsuna's right arm. So, you'll be the ear lobe."

"Wha?!" Tsuna shouted in surprise. It was a bit hard to tell if Yamamoto was joking or not.

"Hmm, that was a bit unexpecting," Yuuki mused as the two boys got into a small argument.

"The f***? Then, you're nose hair!" Gokudera fumed at Yamamoto's words. How dare he try to take his spot as Tsuna's right-hand man!

"What?! Then you're snot!" Yamamoto replied.

"Guh."

Tsuna could only watch the two in disbelief and slight confusion. Are they getting along or not? They seemed to have bonded in the beginning, but now they're arguing. Which one was it?

Yuuki stood beside Reborn and could only watch the boys in amusement. The two boys seemed to remind him of three other boys that he knows. Just like with those boys, Yuuki was sure that Gokudera's and Yamamoto's bond will continue to grow stronger as time goes on.

Suddenly Yuuki blinked, realizing something. Reaching into his pocket, he took out a silver pocket watch the size of his palm with a long silver chain attached to it. Engraved on the cover were wave-like mists, a sake bottle and cup on one of the wave, and a large sakura blossom all encased within a circle. Clicking open the watch, Yuuki took note of the time. Humming, Yuuki closed the watch and slipped it back into his pocket.

"Yamamoto-kun," Yuuki called out, ending the argument between the two boys, "It's 3:15. Baseball practice should be starting soon. I suggest you head over now."

"Wah! Thanks, Kaichou! I almost forgot." Yamamoto grabbed his large gym bag, "Well, I'm going to club practice. See ya, shorty."

"Ok," Reborn acknowledged the goodbye.

"But those bombs and toys these days seem so real~," Yamamoto added. Tsuna's jaw dropped as he stared at his friend in disbelief. He still thought it was a mafia game.

As Yamamoto went off to his practice, Yuuki turned to face Reborn and Tsuna. "Well, I got to go. I have some presidential work that need to be finished. I hope I was able to help nurture your interest, Tsuna-kun."

"W-Wah?! N-no, y-you don't u-understand," Tsuna tried to explain, but Yuuki was already walking away from them.

He didn't get too far though before he stopped and slowly turned to Tsuna. There was an icy glint in Yuuki's eyes despite the smile on his lip. "Oh, I forgot to mention. Please reframe from doing such thing again or I would be forced to hand things over to Hibari and we don't want that, do we?"

"HHIEE!"

With amused smirk on Yuuki's face, he strolled away. Tsuna's reaction was just too entertaining to ignore. It makes Yuuki want to constantly tease him. Luckily, Yuuki felt that he would get many opportunities to do so in the future and looked forward to all of them.