AN: Greeting's to you all!~ This fan fic happened as a dream after reading the KHR manga and watching Kim Possible at the same time! So enjoy this odd dream!~

Firstly, this is a Female Tsuna fic, and I'm not sure what other characters I will be genderbending in the future. I will try to stick as close to canon as possible; however please keep in mind that since Tsuna is Kim Possible things will be different, she will not be completely weak nor will she by a Mary Sue. Thank you and enjoy!~

Kim Possible plot and characters belong to Disney.

Katekyo Hitman Reborn belongs to Amano-sensei.

Bells chimed in the beautiful country of Italy. The sun gently lowered itself to its bed. A lone figure gracefully glided the streets of Florence, and stopped in front of a local bar. He swiftly opened the door.

"Is that you Reborn? The Godfather called you in again huh?" A middle-aged man exhaled from his cigar.

"It must be tough being so popular. Where to this time? Rome, Venezuela?" Another man took a drag from his cigar.

"Giappone."

Glasses fell off the table and shattered in shock. The two men whirled around to face the hitman, an expression of shock on their faces.

"What?! The old man finally decided?!"

The hitman ignored them and gently stroked the chameleon on his fedora.

"Looks like it's going to be a long trip."

The chameleon crawled into his hand and shifted into a green gun. It quickly shifted back to normal.

"Hey! Dame-Tsuna! Head's up!"

"Eh? OMPH!"

A basketball collided hard into the young teens face. The force of the impact threw the teen of balance, and onto the hardwood floor of the gym. The ball bounced away, and as the teenager sat up blood trickled down the youth's porcelain-like skin.

"NOT AGAIN!" One of the girls called out in frustration.

Sighing tiredly the youth got to her feet, and ignored the blood dripping onto the gym floor. Tenderly the young woman touched her delicate nose and winced when her fingers made contact with the tender bleeding flesh.

'At least its not broken… Ah, I got blood on my uniform again. Just great.' She pinched her nose to stop the bleeding.

The rest of her female classmates approached her with angry and frustrated looks on their faces. "We lost again because of you! This is your entire fault! You're useless!"

Flinching back, Tsuna timidly glanced at her feet and mumbled, "S-sorry." 'I've heard this a thousand times already… You'd think with how often I've heard it, I'd be used to it by now…'

One of the girls quickly thrust the mop and bucket into Tsuna's hands, causing her to loose her grip on her nose. "Since you made us loose, you'll have to clean the gym all by yourself, especially since we're all too busy to stay and help." The group walked away.

"W-wait!" She cried out; however, the girls were already gone. She groaned loudly and glanced at the filthy blood-ridden floor. 'It's going to take forever to clean this up!' With a sigh she shifted the mop. "I best get started then I can go home faster."

A tan arm was thrown across her shoulders. She jumped in fright thinking her bullies had found her; however, she quickly relaxed when she realized just whose arm it was. She wiped her sleeve across her nose to get rid of any lingering blood, and smiled. "Yo, what's up Takeshi?"

He smiled back at her, only for a frown to quickly replace it. Gently he cupped Tsuna's face with his hands and tilted her head up to better analyze the extent of her injured nose. "What happened?" He asked seriously.

Grumbling she glanced away from his peering eyes. "Basketball hit me in the nose. Nothing new really." She shrugged.

Continuing to frown, Takeshi gave her a scolding look. "I'm not understanding why you're keeping this charade up. You and I both know you could have easily dodged that ball."

She sighed tiredly, placed her hand on his arm and tried to push him away. He didn't budge. "You know well perfectly why I have to."

It was his turn to sigh. "I'm fully aware." He took one of his hands off of her face and pulled out a tissue. Very gently, he wiped the blood off her face taking great care not to further irritate the red swollen flesh. He gave a light smile. "There~ all clean," he glanced at her bloodied uniform, "well, mostly all clean."

She huffed and lightly smacked his arm with a small smile. "Why are you here Takeshi?" Realizing that her question sounded rude, she quickly rephrased. "I mean, why are you here right now? Shouldn't the boys be playing soccer outside?" She tilted her head.

Laughing he slung his arm around her shoulder once more. "I ditched. Soccer isn't my scene, you know I'm in a committed relationship with my lovely baseball." He joked.

She giggled and joked back. "Oh how all your fan girls will be devastated once they realize you're committed."

They both broke into laughter. Their friendship was kept hidden from the school. They both realized that she would be the one getting hurt and bullied if the rest found out about their friendship. Tsuna wouldn't of minded the torture brought by the students as she was used to bullying, but Takeshi refused to place his best friend in that position, and thus they only acted like this when they were alone, at Tsuna's place or at Takeshi's place.

Takeshi pulled a mop from the side of the gym and smiled goofily. "This will go faster if two people work together."

She looked at him in horror. "Takeshi! You don't have to-"

"I want to Tsuna," He trailed off, "besides, the faster you finish, the faster we can ditch school and go to your place! ~" He smirked goofily.

She chortled. "Why do I even bother?"

He waggled his eyebrows. "It's because you love me~"

She wacked him with the mop.

"I'm home," Tsuna mumbled to no one in particular. She kicked off her shoes and waddled into her apartment. "You know the drill Takeshi." She walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and pulled out a milk box and a cherry soda. Closing the fridge, she grabbed the package of chips and went upstairs to her room. She handed Takeshi the milk box.

He laughed, "Thanks Tsu~ milk is the best!~" He popped the straw into the hole and drank the beverage eagerly.

"Slow down there big boy, you're gonna get the hiccups." She popped open her soda can and took a swig from it.

He paused. "It's so good I can't help it," he laughed, "oh yeah, Pops want's you over for dinner again."

Her brow rose. "I was there a week ago though."

He smiled. "You know how Pop's worries about you, besides he misses you too."

"I'm… aware that he does," she glanced down guiltily, "I miss your old man too. I just don't want to impose. Though I wish he'd stop the 'you're the perfect wife' jokes though…"

He snorted. "You are NEVER imposing Tsu, so don't ever think that you are," he paused, "you know he's never gonna stop until you're in the family."

She groaned and hid her face in her hands. "You're dad embarrasses me Takeshi."

He snickered. "It's what he lives for."

She pouted. "Honestly Takeshi-"

Beep Beep Beep Beep!~

She placed her soda down and grabbed her tablet. Her eyes scanned the text and she frowned.

Takeshi crushed his carton of milk and tossed it in the garbage bin. "Go time?"

She nodded, "Ten minutes."

Takeshi was already in the spare bedroom changing.

She followed suit.

Nine minutes later they stood on the roof of the apartment complex. The wind picked up and Tsuna smirked. She glanced at Takeshi. "Shall we my good sir?"

Takeshi returned her smirk with one of his own. "Of course my good lady."

They jumped.

Reborn was not a happy camper. He followed the directions that idiot Iemitsu gave him to the Sawada house, and instead of finding his student; he found an empty lot. He growled irritably. "That blonde idiota. Does that bastard even keep up with his family?"

Sensing its master's frustration the chameleon crawled off the orange-stripped fedora, and onto the tiny hand. It flicked its tongue at the flesh in an odd sense of comfort.

The baby hitman glanced at his trusted partner. "Don't worry Leon, that idiot will pay for his false information," a demonic smirk appeared on his face.

Leon's eye's glinted. He would enjoy helping his master administer punishment.

Somewhere in Italy, within the Vongola HQ, the Young Lion of Vongola shivered uncontrollably. A bad feeling settled within his stomach, just knowing that the devil hitman was up to something dastardly.

Reborn turned away from the empty construction lot. He had some investigating to do in regards to the whereabouts of his next victim- student. His next student.

A strong gale of wind blew around him, and he quickly held onto his fedora to prevent it from flying away. He heard a sound that reminded him of a beating blade, and as he pondered where it was coming from, a shadow passed over him. Glancing up he saw a helicopter flying away from his current location. As quickly as it was there it was gone. That helicopter probably contained some big-shot CEO. Not worth his attention. Giving a shrug the hitman continued onward with his investigation.

It was approximately eleven o'clock at night when Tsuna and Takeshi returned back to Namimori. Upon drop off the two teens glided through the night back to Tsuna's humble abode.

Tsuna took out her key and opened the apartment door, and once they were both inside she closed the door. Once the door was closed she slumped over onto the floor with a tired groan.

Takeshi was no better. He too fell to the floor in exhaustion, his long legs draped over Tsuna's lower back. With a groan he mumbled into his arms, "This was one of the toughest one we've had yet..."

She grunted in response and pushed herself off the floor and onto her elbows. "I'll say… boy, he sure knows how to make a messy doomsday device. Ugh…" She wrinkled her nose in disgust. "My clothes are going to need a heavy washing. The smell is awful."

He laughed. "Really? I can't smell a thing!"

She snorted at him. "That's because you're used to smelling like a locker room full of dirty used gym socks."

The jock pouted. "That's mean Tsu!" He shifted his legs off her and smirked. "Time for revenge!" He rolled on top of her and pined her to the floor.

She groaned at him. "I am too tired to deal with thIIIIIIIIII!" She let out a high-pitched squeal when his hands glided across her torso. She felt his fingers bend and ghost across her skin. "Heii! T-Takeshi! S-stop!~ Gahh!~" She struggled under his weight and desperately tried to shake off the fiend.

He smirked. "What was that Tsuna?" He continued his ministrations applying more pressure to her skin.

She bit her lip to prevent any noise from escaping from her lips. She was not going to give in! Her eyes became watery "Ghhh!"

Takeshi continued. "Give in Tsu! You know you can't win against me!~"

She gasped, "Ahahahahahahahaha!~ T-Takeshi!~ Sttttop!~ Ahahahaha!~ I give! I give! I'm sorry! Ahahaha!~" She thrashed as his tickle attack continued.

"Oh? What was that?" He sped up his finger movements.

"Heeeeeeyaaahhh!~" She snorted and giggled. "I-I'm s-s-saah~~ Haaha~!~ arrry!~"

He smirked. "That's what I thought." He ceased his actions, and began to get off the girl. His pocket began vibrating. He dug into his pocket and answered. "Hello? Oh! Pops! Hi! Yes we're back," He continued chatting happily with his dad, completely ignoring the girl he was sitting on.

Tsuna groaned and tried to escape out from under him. She grabbed the floor and pulled with all her might hoping she would be able to squeeze out. She was having no such luck. She huffed her bangs out of her face in frustration. She felt like a turtle!

"Mmhmm~. Ok, gotcha pops. We'll be over in a few. Just gonna clean up a bit. You wouldn't believe what's sticking to us!" He laughed, and winced at his pop's snarky remark. "Ok, see you soon. Bye." He hung up and looked down on the Tsuna rock he was sitting on. "Soo… Pop's still wants you over for a very late dinner, and he won't take no for an answer."

She whined, "But Takeshi, I wanna take a shower and sleep!"

"He's making spicy tuna, salmon and crab sushi with eel onigiri."

She jolted up as much as she could. "Eel?"

He smirked knowing he got her hook-line and sinker. "Yup."

"…. Give me ten minutes to take a shower and change."

He laughed and got off her. "10 minutes and counting."

She rushed up the stairs, and Takeshi followed suit to the guest bathroom.

Ten minutes later they were all set, and left to go to Takesushi.

Reborn was livid with anger. A full day of investigation, and nothing, zilch, nada! There was nothing on Nana Sawada, and where she and his student were living. He looked into the records and found nothing. He asked around and no one knew anything about her. He was beyond frustrated, and his infant like body was ready for sleep. With a sigh he took a sip from his espresso. He had managed to find a nice little hotel that he could stay at until he found the Sawadas.

Leon nuzzled his owner's hand in hopes of calming the irritated hitman's nerves.

Reborn's lips twitched up into a small smile, and he gently stroked the chameleon's head. He swore when he got his hands on Iemitsu, the man would pay. No one gave the world's greatest hitman the wrong information and got away with it. He would get revenge. Oh yes. He would especially take great pleasure in taking out his frustrations on his student. "Sawada Tsunayoshi… When I find you I'm going to put you through hell." He smirked evilly and Leon transformed into a gun. Both his eyes and the gun glinted ominously.

Within the household of the Yamamoto's Tsuna shuddered violently. Goose bumps rose across her flesh and her hair stood up on her nape and arms. Her instincts told her to run, and that a predator was coming for her. Gulping her tea down she pondered what exactly was that ominous aura she felt directed towards her. She lost her train of thought and tried to stop Takeshi from stealing her tuna roll, the ominous aura forgotten.

AN: Hope you enjoyed chapter one!~ Please review!~