Summary: One day, Reborn wanted to know if Tsuna inherited his mother's mad skills in the kitchen…apparently, he did. "So why are you failing Art Class again? Or even Home Economics?"

Cook Logic
Headcanon

"Okaa-san's on a trip?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at the innocently sitting Reborn in suspicion. "And she never said anything last night?" he asked, already feeling like his tutor had something planned again and it would probably be ridiculous and troublesome like usual. The fact that the baby seemed to smirk sadistically just testified his suspicion.

His tutor opened his mouth to answer–a positively sarcastic answer that commonly made Tsuna want to shout at the other–when Lambo came crushing the door loudly and promptly yelled at the teenager, "Baka-Tsuna, Lambo-sama is hungry! Everyone's waiting for your food!"

And suddenly, his mother's disappearance made perfect sense.

Tsuna snapped his face to the Arcobaleno and felt like cursing when the baby disappeared from the room, leaving him with the loud complaints and cry from his Lightning Guardian.

"Reborn!"

Said hitman chuckled in the shadows and watched the chaos he created. He always wondered if the brunet inherited something else from her mother and he really loved the woman's food.

It had been a coincidence that Sawada Nana received an urgent private invitation to Vongola Hotel early in the morning so she forgot to prepare the meals that day, and the invitation totally didn't include a letter from Iemitsu wanting her to come with him for the day. It was also not unusual that a certain idiot was assigned in a mission at said hotel.

Yeah, totally.

Apparently, no food delivery of any kind worked at the moment and a certain sadist seemed to have locked everyone in the house–how that happened, Tsuna didn't want to know or he couldn't even ask why everyone included his friends, or just about anyone he knew was in his house. Someone really wanted to kill him because Mukuro, Hibari and Xanxus looked ready to kill him and Byakuran smirked all too amusedly at the situation.

Inwardly cursing whoever made the greatest hitman as his tutor, the young boss candidate immediately bypassed the living room and went straight to the kitchen to escape the madness. He stopped track when he noticed a note glued to the refrigerator.

"If you want to get out, cook for everyone with your Dying Will," he read aloud and felt his stomach twist badly. He thought back to the people at the living room–who clearly wanted his blood –and knew that the message was really the truth.

'This is really cook or die.'

And so Sawada Tsunayoshi, for the first time in his life, step into the kitchen to cook for everyone.

He pulled out the recipe book he saw his mother reading from time to time when she prepared meals for him and wished for his luck. He gulped and teared up in frustration, realizing that he had no idea what some concepts and terms meant.

Where is Reborn's useful input whenever he got in trouble? The fact that Tsuna wanted the baby to shoot him already probably tempted Reborn to not exactly do that. Or the hitman actually never planned to help in the first place.

The Vongola Decimo resorted to his last choice, what his mother did when she had no idea what to cook–experiment.

Fast forward to the finished food…

Everyone looked at the five-star bouffe presented at the table–

"This is homemade?"

"Juuidaime is amazing!"

"How the fuck?! Some of this should be fucking impossible to cook in a normal kitchen!"

"I finally ate this Tsu-kun's food! So beautiful, it's a shame to eat them."

"This glass flower looks really artistic, Tsuna! Wait, huh, it's actually a delicious gelatin!"

"Yare, yare, I thought I was unlucky to be sent to the past, just when I was about to eat but Young Vongola's food is much better than what the chefs cook."

"So sweet! Look, Kyoko-chan, this cake is so pretty and delicious!"

"You're right. It looked so much like a painting of the sea but it tastes like blueberry!"

"Shouldn't you two be asking what's inside? Haaa, figured that Sawada had to inherit his mother's skill in cooking but if he can cook something so beautiful, how come he's failing Art and Home Economic?"

"This is EXTREMELY tasty, Sawada!"

"Kufufufu, do you like it, my dear Chrome? This is a nice reason to possess the Decimo's body."

"Yeah, Mukuro-sama. Bossu makes the best food. I like it."

"Hibird likes! Hibird likes!"

"Hn. Omnivore."

–then at the oblivious boy, who just sighed in relief when the front door finally opened.

From his hiding spot, Reborn stared at his student in utter disbelief. He never expected something like that.

(Really, the reason why Tsuna failed both Art and Home Economic class is quite simple. Art and Home Economic are different. They're not cooking. They're school works and Tsuna isn't good with school work. Well, his logic.)

Black-chan: It's been a long time since I wrote something. I hope that I wasn't getting worse. Anyway, watching all those food décor ideas from Youtube totally inspired this. I also think that Tsuna inherited Nana's skills but he can only cook well when he's actually cooking (and not practicing or testing himself). And pffft, yeah, Tsuna's totally winning everyone's heart with cooking. Even Hibari apparently likes it enough to call him 'omnivore'. I had fun writing and I hope you guys like it!