Summary: Tsuna loved training new recruits. It was always so much fun to knock them down a peg or two. Especially when they didn't know it was their new boss that was training them. Too bad his father seemed intent on ruining his fun. Three-shot. Warning: Iemitsu-bashing.

Tsuna walked up and down the line of new recruits, all standing at attention.

There were twenty of them in all, and in Tsuna's opinion, they were probably the most promising group he'd trained yet. Most of them had already built a good muscle base in the weeks he'd been training with them, althoug there were a few that were still a step or two behind.

Coming to a stop at the end of the line, Tsuna looked down at the two twelve-year-olds and the sixteen-year-old standing before him, who were most definitely not any of his new recruits.

Crossing his arms, he raised an eyebrow at them in question, giving the three interlopers a look.

The three just kept looking straight forward though, standing tall, and after a moment of silence, Tsuna rolled his eyes in exasperation and turned around to address the new recruits.

The three children all breathed out sighs of relief that they hadn't been kicked out, matching grins spreading across their faces.

Going to take his usual spot in front of the group, from where he usually addressed his students, Tsuna tried not to look annoyed that his father was already standing there.

He was currently taking a break between missions, and with nothing else to do, he had decided to bother Tsuna out of some misguided notion that some "quality bonding time" would strengthen their non-existant relationship.

Already, his students were behaving far better than they usually did, and Tsuna had the sneaking suspicion that it was because the Young Lion of the Vongola was present, and they all wanted to do their best to get in his good books.

After all, they had no idea who their slender, baby-faced, doe-eyed instructor was.

Not that he minded that fact at all. In fact, he rather preferred it this way. It was good for him to get some quality time with his new recruits - one month to train them as just Tsuna instead of Vongola Decimo, so that they could ask him for help or clarification without worrying about offending him.

Opening his mouth, Tsuna was just about to announce their training schedule for the day, relatively easy compared to what they had learned up until then, as today was their last day (he didn't want them to be too tired for the celebration after all), but his father interrupted him before he could get a single word out.

"As I'm sure you all know," he began, "Today is your last day in basic training. Tomorrow morning, you will each be assigned to one of the guardians' squads, and from there onwards, your superiors in your squad will be responsible for teaching you the special skills required by each of the different squads."

Iemitsu went on in that vein for ten whole minutes,the recruits all listening to him in rapt attention, before Tsuna was finally able to cut off his father's rambling with a half-shouted, "ENOUGH!"

All eyes turned to the brunet, almost half of the recruits looking disappointed that they would not be able to hear more of what the Young Lion had to say, while most of the other half looked annoyed that Tsuna had interrupted them.

"Just because today is your last day desn't mean you can all slack off!" warned Tsuna, before making a shooing motion with his hands. "Now get on, all of you. Get started with your warm-up! Then do workout number seven!"

Grumbling, the recruits all walked away, and Tsuna turned to face his three little monsters, who were looking around at the recruits, seeming quite lost.

"Tsuna-nii, why are their warm-ups different from ours?" asked Lambo, looking up at him with wide eyes.

"Is it because they're on a higher level than us?" asked I-Pin, looking frustrated.

An involuntary bark of laughter escaped Tsuna, and he ruffled their hair.

"Silly. It's the opposite. Your level is way higher than theirs!"

The kids all beamed at this, pleasantly surprised, and Tsuna returned their smiles.

Shooing the kids to a vacant corner so that they wouldn't disturb the recruits, Tsuna took another look behind him, only to see the recruits not doing their workouts, as he'd told them to.

They were all huddled around Iemitsu, who looked absolutely thrilled to be the center of attention.

Feeling a little pang in his heart, Tsuna turned back to his little ones, wondering just why his father always had to ruin things.

SkyGem: Aww, poor little Tsu is feeling all hurt. Anyways, I know nothing much happened in this chapter, but please do review and let me know what you thought, yes? This fic is going to be a short one, and the next two chapters will be posted tomorrow and the day after. They'll also be slightly more interesting with a bit of angst and Iemitsu getting his just deserts. Stay tuned for more, yeah?