Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn it is owned by Akira Amano. (I just like to write)

So this is a small idea I've had for awhile and in a bout of sleeplessness I wrote the first few chapters. This series is so far just drabbles of 100-3000 words, I don't think it will get much larger than that but who knows. I hope you enjoy, and it hasn't been revised yet so Iapologize for mistakes.~River(Also this chapter is very short. Other chapters will be up later today, ranging from 2-5 if I get more written.)

Tsuna stared wide-eyed hands frozen in midair backpack falling onto the wood floor with a solid 'thump'. There was a thing (person?) or no- it was most definitely a person granted they had a unique colouring. White fluff of hair equally pale colouring almost ethereal -and was that a faint glow? - amused violet eyes peering down at him a sly smile in place- and three strange upside-down triangles and was he holding marshmallows?! - not to mention the man was floating.

Wait floating? Whipping his head down (he was surprised he didn't get whiplash) he noticed that now the man before was not on the ground but was instead floating above it.

That was promptly when Tsuna screamed. "HIEEEEE!" Scrambling away as his body could go without fumbling over itself (which in truth wasn't very far and he had tripped, squawking as he fell) he made it to the stairs falling in a heap as the rug scrunched beneath him no mercy in sight as his head connected in a rather intimate moment with the stairs. The ghost trailing after him happily marshmallows still in hand. "Oh won't you just be a marvellous little pawn, Tsunayoshi~" It knew his name, he was going to die.

Pulling at the railing Tsuna dragged himself bodily legs refusing to work, the stupid spectre snickering all the while. "Yes, you'll be a marvellous toy to play with!"

"Climbing the stairs is futile, is just better if you help me take over the world." The marshmallow terminator oh-so-helpfully commentated.

Tsuna was also really confused on how he ate them, he was dead for Pete's sake!

This was how Tsunayoshi Sawada started helping ghosts, this was his life now; full of marshmallow eating weirdos and the like.