Me: Okay, I get reviews which made me think of this. Give credits to Secretly DayDreaming and MisanthropicGoddess~! This is the end, no more chapters, even if it has many reviews. Sorry!

Tsuna: Really? I thought you're done...

Me: Guess not~! Please do the disclaimer~!

Tsuna: Black-chan doesn't own KHR and is clearly just playing with the characters.

Alert! Alert! Dangerous, Over-protective, Sadistic Family!

Tsuna must be imagining it but there's really something fishy with everyone's attitudes.

First, when the regular bullies saw him alone and unprotected, they tried to corner him but after coming a couple steps near to him, the bullies paled as if the'd seen a ghost or demon and ran away, screaming like girls.

Which by all means was creepy for Tsuna, thank you very much.

Second, when people were looking for partners, everyone except his friends never picked him. No surprised there and he could have just discard if it weren't for the fact that whenever Tsuna got someone other than his friends, the said forced partner would be all nervous around him and avoid eye contact. The classmate would also looked around cautiously like someone would attack him any minute.

It was plain weird for Tsuna. There wasn't even a slight assassination to their school due to his Cloud Guardian's appearance and yet a classmate of his acted like they were.

Last and the most suspicious, his 'family' seemed to be hiding something. They were always smiling, even Hibari-san! It made Tsuna really nervous about...and he really didn't know why! But he deduced it as something bad. Very bad.

It wasn't until Reborn told him to watch something did he find out and hilariously fainted.

Yamamoto Takeshi was a happy-go-lucky and kind teen but he was most definitely not dense. He really knew more than he credited and he really just had enough.

Yamamoto grinned ear-to-ear, his hand dangerously holding a bamboo stick. He was so tired of them.

"Why are you looking at Tsuna like that?"

The two male students backed away in fright and looked elsewhere of the baseball player.

He was tired of people looking, touching and even breathing the same air as his best friend. Only he and the others could do that.

He was also still bothered and worried about the incident regrading the text mate/stalker. He promised himself he wouldn't let someone do that again. The others did, too.

So it became their top priority to always punish those who dared comes close to Tsuna...exception would be the others who they trust.

And Yamamoto was doing just that.

"Hey, you guys mind helping me practice?"

He smiled and pointed his bamboo sword which turned to a deadly blade. He also had the Vongola gear on. And did I mention said blade was emitting possessive rain flames?

Well, let's just hope the victims just sable when he and the others were done...

Gokudera Hayato was respectful to his boss and tried to fulfill his boss's every will.

But...

"F***! I'm sorry, Juudaime! I can't let them get away!" he cried out, making the people, cowering before, sweat-drop.

He then glared at those who silently laughed at him.

"I'm gonna make you face hell! Let's go, Uri."

He was on his technique with a huge storm flames and Uri, the cute small cat had just turned into a giant cheetah/tiger.

The cat didn't also appreciate people looking at Tsuna like he's a piece of meat. The mafia boss-in-training was after all the one who took care of her if Gokudera's not there.

Another was probably because she thought of Tsuna as one of her child.

"Meow~!"

Sasagawa Kyoko was by all means not a dense and innocent girl. She like Yamamoto knew more than she credits and she definitely have a devil side as well.

Kyoko shook her head in disappointed, thinking at how guys worked. She didn't violence and clearly there's a better solution...like talking.

"Dude, why were you staring at Dame-Tsuna's butt just now?"

'Yes, talking,' she thought, still keeping the same smiling as a tick appeared in her head.

"Heh, he may be useless but you have to admit he has a nice butt."

Kyoko snapped her pen into two from anger. She smiled innocently and locked glances with her friend, Hana, who smirked darkly.

She grabbed her phone and dial a certain someone's number.

"Haru-chan, can I borrow your costumes? I have someone to cross-dress and humiliate bad in front of everyone."

Sasagawa Ryohei was your average idiotic senpai who always did stuffs to the EXTREME. But he definitely didn't like people bullying his younger brother.

Especially if said bullies' target was his little brother's innocence.

"I'LL BEAT YOU TO BUMPS TO THE EXTREME!"

He extremely said, his gloves producing dangerous sun flames and Mr. Kangaroo was by his side.

Hibari Kyoya was um...let's just say, he really hated it if someone touched what was his interest and would most likely bite anyone who dared do that.

Like now...

"For showing PDA to Tsunayoshi Sawada, I'll bite you to death!"

Oh, what you know...

It really was true that being pissed of lighted cloud flames.

Well, now, in this situation, those harassers would be lucky if they just got broken bones.

Especially, with Roll smirking (yes smirking!) sadistically to said harassers.

Yup, they're goners.

Lambo was five and you guys knew how kids just hated their toys being shared, right?

Lambo's no different and his punishments were very entertaining.

Oh, look. There, they were.

"Go, go, go! Take down!"

Ah, there went another guy flying away.

Crash!

And another.

Bam!

Woah~! Seemed like Lambo used grenades.

Poof!

Ten-year bazooka. Need I say more?

"Oya~ Seems like my past self is taking care of trashes, kufufufu~!"

Did Lambo turn into a combination of Mukuro and Xanxus?

"So mind if I shock you to death?"

Was copyright not famous in the future?

Needless to say, those people got broken bones, electrified and just plain torture.

Now, let's go to the Mist Guardians.

"Fufufufu~ Let's play~!"

Mukuro?

Nope, it's our lovely dear innocent Chrome.

"Kufufufu~ You shouldn't have ask, dear Chrome. They're already our playmate~!"

Now, that's Mukuro.

"Mukuro-sama, can I do the honors?"

Honors for what?

"Why, of course. But don't kill them, I still want to play with them~!"

"Hai, Mukuro-sama..."

...

Um...

...

"I'll try."

...

...

On second thought, let's not go there for the sake of our sanity and such, okay?

Kozarto Enma knew of what happened and was really worried for his friend. Though, he didn't interfere since he knew his friend could take care of himself.

But after seeing how some people stared at Tsuna, let's say he's cruel and sadistic genes came to view.

"Wah, let me go!" the voice of a scared teen came to view. "What do you want from me?"

"Judgement," Enma simply said, sitting on a chair like a king.

He then turned to his loyal guardian, Adelheid.

"What's the crime?"

"Bully. Punishment?"

Now, what was this about? Punishment?

"Black Hole," he smirked demonically as he performed the Super Gravita Black Hole.

"Wait! Waah!"

And the teen was a goner.

"Next."

"Oy, Loser Enma?"

Oh, it's a monkey.

"Mochida?" he stared at his senpai and grinned ear-to-ear. "This will be fun."

Adel remained black at the situation and stood up.

"It's torture, huh? Well, excuse me."

She left the two with a dark tension.

Mochida stared at Enma fearfully and pointed, "Did she just said-"

"Yup, she did," the red-heard cracked his knuckles, making a certain monkey shiver from fear.

But why should he feel fear? Wasn't this just Loser Enma?

Oh, how wrong he was.

Nana hummed as she looked at the reports her team.

What team?

T.O.T.H.B.

AKA

Torturers of Tsuna's Harassers and Bullies.

She was happy that they were progressing fast and seemed to be decreasing a number of Tsuna's harassers and bullies...and possible suitors.

And she also got something else to do.

Teaching her sadistic ideas.

"No, make it painful yet never close to death."

"Let him bled and show him his blood."

"Don't target the bones, target the blood."

And many more.

Who would have guess Nana as a sadist?

"I'm home."

Tsuna sighed as he walked to his room. He never got to ask the others about the strange attitudes because they seemed to be great at changing subject.

"Welcome home, Tsuna."

The mafia boss stared at his sadistic tutor who was smiling at him. Smiling!

"What are you planning?" he squeaked, hiding by the cover of his bed.

"I want you to watch that," the baby pointed at the seemingly normal cds.

Silence...

"That's all?" the teen raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah," the baby answered, hiding a smirk.

"Well, I guess it's okay."

That was the understatement of the year.

"Dangerous, Over-protective, Sadistic Family?"

...

...

"Ehhhhh? Yamamoto-kun?! Gokudera-kun? Kyoko-chan?! Onii-chan? Hibari-san?! Lambo? Mukuro?! Chrome-chan?! Enma-kun?! And... Maman?!"

He fainted.

Knowing the truth must hurt bad.

Next morning...

"Reborn, that video was fake, right?" Tsuna kept asking as Reborn just ignored him. His intuition said it was true but his stubborn side was being in denial.

"There's no way they could be like that, right?"

He then turned to watch the news.

"Hm... Seems like the population in Namimori decreased by 50% percent. Wonder why."

They say Ignorance is bliss so it seems to apply to Denial, too.

In heaven...

"Really, Giotto. You should start working."

"I am working."

"No, you're not. You're haunting-"

"I'm protecting my descendant's innocence."

...

"Mind letting us join?" *smirks*

At night, there seemed to be many experiencing Night Terror from seven ancestors.

And seven more dead mafia bosses.

Me: There done! Hope I got it right! And I should have warned about the OOCness~

Tsuna: Say, did the others really did it?

Me: *ignores* Please R&R!

Tsuna: Black-chan, I'm serious!

Me: *still ignoring* Bye~! *waves*

Tsuna: Black-chan!

Note: For those who think this is off topic with the last chapters, actually it's not. This is like a conclusion after the incident about the text mate or stalker. Tsuna's friends would be more protective now that they knew Tsuna attracts unwanted people after him. Actually, if you read Yamamoto's part, you would see that the incident about the text mate/stalker were still in their mind.