"Lampo. I have a job for you."

"A-re? What is it?"

"Kill Reborn, the number one hitman, and you can come back." The little boy around the age of seven cheered for joy, unaware that he was sent on an impossible mission. Another boy, looking a lot younger than he, shook his head in worry.

What is his father thinking? Unless he thinks that his little brother has no future?

However, Lampo is perfectly capable! Aside from his bratty attitude.

Again, he no longer has a say in this dumb family anymore. Sent on the same suicide mission, only to be picked up by the very same guy he needs to kill and got mixed into a completely different family. He even prefers the new family now. His father could be brainless sometimes.

Grande! He has no heir to the family now. Brilliant!

He watched quietly at the corner, looking at the disappearing weapons on the shelf. And finally, the prized and legendary bazooka. Shaking his head in dismay, he blended into the shadows, stalking his little brother to wherever he is going.

Hopefully, to Japan, where his surrogate family is soon gathering.

~Chapter 8 - Lightning~

Today was a special day. They had their fun, they had their break, they had their peace. Now is the time to break them hard. Secretly, the day before, the two partners headed to the Arcobaleno cafe and decided to create a how-to-break-the-brats to-do list. Of course, they calculated all expenses and possible disruptions into the whole thing, listing up to twenty-six plans in total called plan A-Z.

The first thing the duo had to do was to kick the lazybum off his bed. Great hobby they have. Reborn took the feet, Cielo took the head. On three counts, they kicked the poor blonde into the air and slammed him down on the floor, earning a muffled scream from him. "Why do you always have to do that?" Ieyasu shouted, rubbing his sore head. However, like usual, he never received an answer, getting mischievous smirks instead. He groaned in frustration and crawled out of his room to start his daily morning routine.

Today's target: Finish all homework with at least 50% accuracy.

Ieyasu did suck in homework management. So by experience, start small. Cielo shoved the thick stack of work in his face, pleased to see the blond's face of surprise. The face that said, "what? How can I finish this?"

"Do up everything in two hours. Get at least half of them correct." Reborn said and continued setting up the room, feeling the space with an array of explosives. Ieyasu watched the two in pure horror as he processed his situation. For every wrong answer, they are going to set one bomb off. He mentally screamed.

And it was oh-so-true.

When the clock struck twelve, the two tutors were back, patting their stomachs in glee (applicable mainly to the infant). They must have eaten their lunch before coming back, he thought. Reborn picks up the first stack of worksheet and skims through. His fingers were counting something for him and when he is done, he turned to look at Cielo with the same hand.

Five.

As fast as lightning, five different bombs blew off around him, shocking the blond. Instinctively, his arms shot up in front of his eyes and his legs bent up in defense. "Which tutor would do that to their student? This is against the laws!"

"Us."

Ieyasu groaned in frustration and lied on his back. Just then, he heard a clicking sound coming from outside. Curious, he turned to face the window, almost choking on his own spit when he saw a boy in a white sitting on the tree branch. In his hands is a weird looking gun aimed at his room. "I found you, Reborn!" His finger moved to the trigger. "I'll kill you, REBORN!" And so, he pulled it but nothing happened. The little boy continued to pull it but to no avail. So he took out a pink coloured grenade instead. Ieyasu's breath hitched.

"Ara... Ara... What's this?" At that very moment, Ieyasu has started panicking, pulling at both of his tutors to look out of the window but neither seemed to listen. Cielo did briefly look out but he ignored the boy and resumed whatever he is preparing. Despite this, his eyes seemed to know something about the boy, unlike Reborn who showed no interest.

Suddenly, Cielo's pacifier started glowing, much to everyone's startlement.

However, Ieyasu only began to tug Cielo when the boy threw the pink thing into the room, screaming. "DIE REBORN!" Ieyasu let out a strangled cry but Reborn tapped the grenade away, changing its course and exploding outside.

The boy lost his balance and began to fall. Shocked, the blond scrambled to the window and looked out, only to see two more boys, one of them cradling the boy that fell. He had a purple helmet on, a biker suit and a stick of lollipop in his hand. Beside him is an infant donned in green cloak (imagine scoting legion's cloak. Without the wings of freedom logo) with a green glowing pacifier. He sighs in relief and crawls back to the dreaded table, in time to receive the great knowledgeable advice from his tutor. However, when the image of the glowing pacifiers played in his mind, he made a small connection.

"Skull-nii!" Lampo exclaimed, jumping in said boy's arm. The biker boy gently sets the hyper boy down before picking up the other.

"Lampo, you got to drop the mission. It isn't safe." The other claimed, worry written in his emerald eyes. Lampo felt sad for a moment but when the thought of going back to his family came rushing back, he hardened his resolve and stared at him. The cloaked boy widen his eyes at the look though it was hidden by his hood.

"But Lampo-san wants to go back to the Bovino family! I'm going to make dad proud by killing Reborn!" He declared.

The cloaked boy shakes his head in disbelief. Killing Reborn is a suicide mission and no way is he allowing his brother to die young. However, that boy is stubborn as heck. He hops off Skull's shoulder and grabbed Lampo's arms. "Then make sure you don't kill yourself. Even your five-year-old self should know this." Lampo smiled and takes off to the door. "I know that, Lambo-nii."

Ringing the door bell rapidly, Lampo stood at the porch with a fake dejected face until the door opens up. Skill and Lambo ran behind a tree, watching closely to make sure their (surrogate) little brother A brunet lady with a soup ladle stood there, her head tilted down, looking at him. "Hello, little boy."

Cielo blew up another explosive on Reborn's cue. Ieyasu's arms flew up in defense, only able to block the spot out of his face. He took off his shirt and scrunched his face, letting out a short sound of disapproval. Before he could bring a new one out, a plain white shirt was thrown in his face forcefully and the tattered one wrenched out of his grasp. "Wear it, it cost a dollar only." Cielo smiled, displaying his box of clothes that cost around the same price. Cheap, yes, but the quality is good. The cloak he wore to missions was also about the same price.

Before Reborn could check the next question, and probably tear the one dollar shirt, a knock interrupted them. And before they could say anything, the door flew open.

"Hi Mama/Maman!" They greeted cheerily, to avoid all suspicion that could arise. Nana gave the room a quick sweep across and ushered the boy at her feet in. Ieyasu groaned, him?

"This little boy said that he is Reborn-kun's friend so I brought him in." The blond gave the hitman a quick look, only to realise that the male was sleeping! He smacked his head mentally. He gave his mother a shaky reply, "I-I see. I'm sure R-Reborn would love his company."

"Now, be the big brother for him and Cielo-kun. No fighting, yes?" Nana smiled and left, leaving them to stare at each other. Ieyasu broke the silence by starting with a shy smile. "Hi? What's your name?"

The boy then looked at him smugly. "Why do you want to know Lampo-sama's name? Are you going to be my servant?"

Ieyasu's jaw dropped. A boy, a freaking seven year old boy, is asking him to be his servant? He sat back down, completely bent on ignoring the boy. Lampo was not here for him anyway.

"Reborn, I'm going to kill you and become the greatest hitman!" Lampo declared, his hands digging into his hair to retrieve a gun. Reborn scoffed and returned to his main task, guiding his student on his homework. Cielo, however, was watching the scene with pure amusement. A loud 'bang' sound then went off but no one died, fortunately. The poor tree outside, was not so lucky.

Next, a bomb was hurled at the teen but because of his honed skills, Reborn flicked the explosive back at him, creating a big charred wall and a burnt boy.

Lastly, he took out another gun and ran for his target. As the string of the gun was too long, Lampo ended up tripping, meeting the carpet with his face. Pain must have erupted from his face as he cried in pain, introducing himself painfully at the same time. "My name is Lampo and I'm from the Bovino family. My dream is to kill Reborn and make the world mine. My favourite food is sweets and I hate broccoli!"

Ieyasu would gladly cry on his own. What did he do to get this life? The boy is simply annoying! He ran through his pockets and touched something. His eyes glittered in joy. He was given a candy recently and he had not touched it until now. He knew he had to give it away now. "Ne, Lampo, would you quiet down if I have a candy?"

Lampo blinked. "Really?"

Ieyasu nodded affirmatively. He took out the candy and waved it in front of the boy. The boy's eyes sparkled immediately as he snatched away the candy, gobbling it up as soon as it touched his tongue. He whooped in delight, smiling at the delicious taste that he savoured. That sweet taste that numbs his tongue like a drug.

Ieyasu felt hopeful for that moment, hoping that his room would stay intact and peaceful. However, it was not to be.

Lampo's given mission rushed back to his mind and he stops chewing the candy he was given. His hands reached into his green hair again, digging through it for something he does not want to know. Come to think of it, that afro is like a black hole! He mumbled under his breath. "I'll kill you, Reborn."

Poof!

In this chaos, no one seemed to have noticed that someone had left the company. To deal with the other intruders of the house.

"If he is here, the both of you would follow. Come out now, Lambo, Skull-nii." Cielo ordered, his voice being loud and clear.

The leaves ruffled but no one appeared, pushing the blame to the wind. The infant clicked his tongue in irritation before advancing. "If this is how you want to play it, then I will." His little fists lit up in flames and he charged towards the nearby tree, which was never that lush and full. His fist collided with the tree trunk and two yelps sounded.

Despite that immense strength displayed, no one still dared to appear. Cielo had to do this quickly, before passers-by find an infant punching a tree interesting. Also, he does not need extra spectators other than the one looking out of his window. "Come down already or people will start suspecting!"

Knowing that getting suspicious looks would be disadvantageous to them, the two slide down from the trunks and gave him a sheepish smile. "Hi-"

Cielo charged forward and bash them on their heads, earning a twin cry from them. He cussed at them, making them tear a little. "Idiots!"

"Tsuna. I am still your elder!" Skull cried, still shaking in fright of the infant. Cielo rolled his eyes and glared at them. "Go to the café." He ordered as he began to walk off, only to stop when two hands grabbed his body.

"Tsuna(-nii)..."

Said infant that knocked them both, dialling his phone for clean up service. In a purple flash, the two boys were gone and peace continue.

Until another bomb exploded...