A/N: I don't know why I decided to do this, but my imagination just couldn't stay still, so here's a new story. As my long term readers know, there is some OOCness, especially in Reborn because the manga doesn't do enough to reveal his personality outside of 'tutor-mode', and though it is Fem!Tsuna, the lead will have a separate personality. Also, unlike my previous story, this is slightly AU. I tried to keep things canon in my last story, but in this one, though it also takes place between when the main KHR story takes place and the Future Arc, it's not as canon as The End Was Just The Beginning was. Another disclaimer: there's no guarantees I'll finish this story. I'll try my hardest, but if I hit a wall I can't climb, then I'll be forced to drop it.

All this being said, I still hope you all, old and new readers alike, will enjoy this story. The premise of this story is heavily based on I Think I, a fanfiction by TooDarnLazy (if you are a fan of Fem!NaruSasu, I recommend you check it out). However, this is a different fandom and a different author, so there will be new and shocking elements that I add in myself.

For readers that read my other stories, think of this as a dark AU of The End Is Just The Beginning. Tsuna still managed to bring peace to the mafia famiglias, but there are hairlines of distrust even between the Vongola and its closest allies, making the situation much more difficult to deal with. It's on this tension that I will build the conflict of this story.

Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership of any characters in KHR.

EDIT: Omg I did NOT know Reborn's "real name" was Renato Sinclair and since I find that to be the coolest name ever, I'm editing the story to reflect this. I really should get off Tumblr...

Three Years Ago…

Paris, France

It was raining.

The raindrops were falling hard, and everyone else had taken shelter where they could. Everyone was in such a rush that they didn't notice a young man under an isolated bridge, kneeling next to a woman who was fatally injured. The woman reached up to touch the man's face with her trembling fingers. Her other hand rested on her chest, where the blood that was oozing out of her wound continued to stain her white dress. Her breathing was growing more ragged, but she still managed to smile, gazing into his sorrow-filled black eyes with her calm blue ones.

"You know," she whispered as the light from her eyes began to fade. "Your sideburns are your most attractive feature,

Renato."

Her hand fell, and her body went limp. Renato clutched her hand, desperately hoping that the warmth wouldn't fade.

The thunder couldn't cover up his screams.

Present Day…

It was raining.

Sawada Tsunayoki hated the rain.

He pulled his obsidian cloak closer around him and thanked the heavens for the umpteenth time that his brother made him waterproof it despite Tsunayoki's protests that the waterproofing would ruin the crimson silk interior.

"If only I was smart enough to do it with my other clothes," Tsunayoki muttered. "It's going to take ages to dry my fedora, and it's not easy to find another red one with a satin black band. My black suit will have to go to the dry cleaners again, and my combat boots won't be wearable for a week at least." He gritted his teeth.

"I hate the rain."

Tsunayoki took a right and entered a plain looking office building. Anyone who looked at the building probably wouldn't take another glance at it, taking in its glass exterior in an instant. Tokyo was filled with these kind of buildings, and this office building was on the smaller side as well. A single sign, equally as unimpressive as the building itself, hung over the front door.

"Vongola Enterprises," said Tsunayoki, flatly reading the sign. "To the public eye, nothing more than a boring old business dealing in finances."

He nodded to the clerk, who took one glance at him before returning to his newspaper. Tsunayoki walked to the elevator and stepped in once the doors opened. However, instead of pressing one of the buttons leading to an upper floor, he stepped to the opposite side of the elevator and pressed his finger against the mirror. For a moment, nothing happened. Then, a brilliant green light scanned his finger, and a whirling sound turned on as the mirror processed his fingerprint. After a click, a computerized voice spoke,

"Access granted. Elevator moving to floor B7."

But to the people that know who the Vongola are, he thought as the elevator brought him underground. The doors opened with a 'ding', revealing a huge open facility with several large rooms ranging from weapon experimentation room to interrogation rooms to information gathering centers.

This is the heart of the strongest mafia famiglia in the world.

Tsunayoki stepped out of the elevator and took a brief moment to look around. Every time he came, it always seemed like something was different. The Vongola's technology was top-of-the-line. There was always a new weapon in development or a new gadget to be tested, and the rooms constantly shifted as needed. This building was a living creature that changed with the minds of the geniuses that produced innovation after innovation. He walked around, entering a training room and admiring its sleek design. Standing there among all the raw intelligence that matched his own, Tsunayoki couldn't remember why he didn't come to visit more.

"Hey Flameless!"

Tsunayoki's mood immediately darkened as he turned to face the hostile trio that shouted at him. "Ah yes," he grumbled to himself. "This is why I don't visit."

"Flameless!" shouted the blonde, heavily built man that stood at the head of the group. "Listen to me when I talk to you!"

"Sorry Sora," said Tsunayoki sarcastically. "I was busy wondering how your tiny brain hasn't exploded yet from the effort it must have taken to form the bullshit that falls out of your mouth."

The trio bristled with anger. "You have some nerve talking to me like that, Flameless," hissed Sora. "Weakling."

"Oh?" Tsunayoki raised an eyebrow. "I'm the weakling? That's strange because I remember beating your ass into the ground last week at the Vongola Hitman Competition. If you would like a reminder, I would be happy to oblige."

"You son of a bitch!" Sora looked at the men by his side. "Toma! Rui! Grab him!"

"Sure thing boss," said Toma with a smirk.

"We'll show him what happens when you mess with the power of Flame users," said Rui, cracking his knuckles.

Tsunayoki rolled his eyes and let them approach him, but the moment Toma touched his shoulder, he grabbed his finger and forced it backwards, causing it to break with a sharp 'crack'. Toma screamed in agony, but Tsunayoki wasn't done with him yet. He braced his foot against Toma's knee and flipped him over, smashing him into the floor and knocking him unconscious. Taking advantage of Rui's momentary shock, he drove his elbow into Rui's abdomen, knocking the breath out of him and leaving him gasping on the floor. Tsunayoki ran his hand through his long light brown hair, pulled back in a ponytail, in exasperation.

"Are you done yet?" he asked Sora, who was trembling with rage at this point. "Or are you going to run at me too?"

"You—you bastard!" snarled Sora. He snatched a pair of nun chucks from a nearby rack. "You can't do anything against the power of Flames!" Tsunayoki felt a tingling sensation in the back of his throat, and he cursed under his breath.

"Of course he has to show off his damn Lightning Flames," he muttered, reaching into his left boot to pull out a slender black stick.

"What are you going to do, poke me into submission?" crowed Sora.

Tsunayoki only sighed and flicked his wrist. The pole extended outward, becoming twice its original length.

It's been awhile since I used my baton, he thought as he twirled it a few times. I hope I'm not getting soft.

Brimming with arrogance, Sora charged at him and swung the nun chucks, cracking with electricity, towards him. Tsunayoki blocked his blow with his baton, and when Sora tried to discharge his Flames, Tsunayoki cut through them with ease, nullifying their power and dissipating them. Sora looked at him in shock.

"H-how?!" he stuttered moments before Tsunayoki smashed his baton into his head. He fell to the floor, and Tsunayoki curled his lips in disgust.

"I don't need Flames to deal with the likes of you," he spat. Stepping over him, he hurried out of the training room.

"Dammit," he said to himself. "I'm late, and nii-chan gets nervous when I'm late. I can't help dealing with idiots like Sora, though. The scientists might love having me around, but to the hitmen community, I'll always be an outcast simply because I can't use Flames."

Tsunayoki walked briskly to his brother's office, but he was still grinding his teeth in anger. He was born with no affinity for any Flames whatsoever, and even though he still proved himself to be more powerful than many Flame-using hitmen, the jealous hitmen called him "Flameless". They mocked his inability to use such a basic yet vital skill, but Tsunayoki usually shut their mouths for them. As a result, he enjoyed the company of scientists, who viewed his disability as an opportunity to experiment with technology that could nullify Flames, hence the creation of Tsunayoki's baton. However, Tsunayoki was a hitman through and through, and he could never give up his lifestyle to enter the science field, so he endured the dirty looks and harsh words.

He didn't need their approval anyway.

Tsunayoki stopped in front of a solid oak door and knocked. Inside, he heard a loud "bang", followed by the sound of someone frantically grabbing at papers and cursing under his breath. Finally, after a minute or two, a man with spiky light brown hair and golden eyes that matched his own opened the door and poked his head out.

"Ah, you're here, Tsunayoki," said Sawada Tsunayoshi. Looking at Tsuna was like looking into a mirror for Tsunayoki. Though they were twins, they were separated at birth so that in the event that something would happen to one of them, the other would take the role of Vongola Decimo. Luckily, Tsuna didn't die, and they were reunited as soon as Tsuna accepted his position. Ever since then, they were as close as twins should be, and Tsuna often entrusted him with the most difficult missions that he knew only he could handle.

"Sorry about the delay, Tsuna-nii," said Tsunayoki with a grin. He entered the office and stared at the mounds of paperwork scattered all over the floor. "Shouldn't the Vongola Decimo's office be a little more clean and professional than this?"

Tsuna gave her a sheepish grin and sat down behind his desk. "I know my office is a mess," he said. "No one ever told me that there would be this much paperwork. I should've let you take the job."

"And you would be the one running around in the criminal underworld shooting people?" said Tsunayoki with a snort. "I don't think you'd last a day."

"If this paperwork continues to pile up like this, I think I'll take my chances on the street," said Tsuna darkly.

"Let's be honest though, there's no way I could've done everything that you have," said Tsunayoki, amused. "You established an all-encompassing peace among the mafia famiglias in the form of the Vongola Grand Alliance. I would've just told them all to fight amongst themselves until they learn their lesson."

"I was always the more logical twin."

Tsunayoki laughed and settled into the arm chair in the corner, pulling off his damp black gloves. "So, why'd you call me in, Tsuna-nii?" he asked, looking at the bookshelves. "Got another impossible mission for me?"

Tsuna didn't reply. Tsunayoki looked over at him and saw that his relaxed demeanor had dropped, and he was sitting stiffly with an uncharacteristically serious look on his face.

"Tsuna-nii?" asked Tsunayoki suspiciously. "Is there something wrong?"

"Sawada Tsunade."

Tsunayoki immediately shot up out of his chair, glaring at Tsuna. "Tsuna!" he yelled.

Tsuna raised a hand to calm him down. "This room is perfectly sound-proof, I can assure you of that," he said reassuringly. "No one can listen in." Tsunayoki reluctantly sat down, but his entire body was on edge.

"Sawada Tsunade," said Tsunayoki flatly. "I haven't heard that name in a very long time."

"Nearly four years, to be exact," said Tsuna with a sigh. "Not since The Puppeteer incident."

Tsunayoki's frown deepened. "Did he do it again? What did he leave this time?"

Tsuna passed him a manila folder containing several photos. Tsunayoki took out one of the photos, and cringed.

"He made another one of his human marionettes again," said Tsuna in disgust. "Unfortunately, he was more brutal this time, keeping the victim alive as long as possible as he cut off all of the victim's limbs and sewed them close, reattaching them with a single black cord and connecting them all to a large wooden cross. Cause of death is most likely exsanguination due to the many wounds inflicted."

Tsunayoki let out a breath slowly, still staring at the photos. Ever since The Puppeteer appeared about four years ago, he made several forms of "art" using humans with each work more gruesome than the last. The Vongola were always the first ones on the scene, and Tsunayoki was usually sent to examine the scene because of her history with The Puppeteer…a past that very few knew about because of its highly classified nature.

"However, this is not the whole reason I called you here," said Tsuna gravely. "We were not the first ones on site this time. Somehow, the Giglio Nero famiglia beat us to it, and you know how they feel about The Puppeteer. What's worse is that they found the clue that we always removed from the scene:

The black rose."

Tsunayoki inhaled sharply, dropping the photos in surprise. Then, he stood up and kicked the chair he was sitting on, cursing loudly. Tsuna watched him for a minute before Tsunayoki finally calmed down.

"Do they know?" demanded Tsunayoki.

"Yes," said Tsuna with a deep sigh. "And despite Yuni's best efforts, they're angry that we hid this connection to one of our famiglia members. They're claiming this is a direct violation of the Vongola Grand Alliance, and they demand an explanation. For obvious reasons, we can't release details about your connection to The Puppeteer, but your reputation as the Black Rose Hunter has made it difficult to appease the Giglio Nero famiglia. After extensive discussion, Yuni and I have reached some sort of a compromise that will keep the peace for now. Since it's obvious to the Giglio Nero famiglia that The Puppeteer has some vendetta against the Black Rose Hunter, you will have to act as bait until The Puppeteer is caught. That means that a member of the Giglio Nero famiglia will be with you at all times to ensure that you are playing your role well."

"What's the catch?" asked Tsunayoki flatly, narrowing his eyes. "I've been using myself as bait for years, and adding a Giglio Nero tail will not change anything. However, you look more nervous than you should be, which means there's something else you haven't told me." He glared at Tsuna. "Spill it, Tsuna-nii. You know you can't lie to these eyes. I can literally see your anxiety."

"I really can't hide anything from you, can I?" said Tsuna, chuckling bitterly. "I guess that's what happens when your twin has eyes that can see emotions in the form of auras. People make fun of you for lacking flames, but your eyes make up for that."

Tsunayoki crossed his arms and waited for Tsuna to tell him whatever he was hiding.

"Remember how all the Arcobaleno joined the Giglio Nero famiglia as Yuni's guardians after the curse was broken?" asked Tsuna. Tsunayoki nodded. As the Princess of the Arcobaleno, Yuni technically was the boss of the Arcobaleno, so they left their old famiglias to follow her, though Reborn, Colonello, and Lal Mirch didn't leave until they were sure Tsuna's position was stable. All of them, except Lal Mirch, became her guardians based on their respective pacifiers, and even though they rarely got along, they were always there to protect Yuni.

"They are the most furious over this development, and even Yuni is unable to pacify them. They demand that an Arcobaleno be the one to kill The Puppeteer, and so the tail must be with you even in your private life. Because of this, we had to add an additional clause in our compromise.

You are to marry Reborn."

There was a brief moment of silence as Tsunayoki struggled to process Tsuna's words, and then he slammed his fists on the table in fury.

"What?! Are you kidding me?!"

"I wish I was," said Tsuna wearily. "You might as well deactivate the illusion device now. You won't be needing it anymore, Tsunade."

Tsunayoki cursed and pulled a small box from his pocket. "I should've known something was up when you called me by that name," he muttered angrily. "I have to reveal my biggest secret all because of the damn Puppeteer!" He pressed a button on the box.

"Everyone is going to know I'm actually a girl!"

Tsuna watched as his twin's face seemed to magically become more feminine. It became less angular, and his, or rather her, cheekbones were slightly higher. Her jawline softened and her lips grew slightly plumper, but her eyes remained sharp and were brimming with anger.

"How could you, Tsuna?!" yelled Tsunade, her voice slightly higher than it was before. "I never thought you'd force me into a political marriage!"

"I'm not forcing you into anything!" Tsuna yelled back. "You are 23 and capable of your own decisions."

"No one even knows I'm a girl!" snapped Tsunade. "There's no reason for me to get married to him!"

"Do you honestly think no one knows?" Tsuna shot back. "First, there's almost all of CEDEF, and Dad won't be happy with you living with any single man, even if it's Reborn. Then, there's all the power-hungry veteran mafiosos who have been with the Vongola since our grandfather was the boss and were probably some of the first to hear about our birth. They might be loyal to the famiglia, but they sure as hell aren't loyal to me until I prove myself, and if they hear that I let my sister live alone with a man, their old fashioned ideologies will kick in and immediately assume the worse."

Tsunade bit her lip. Tsuna was right. The older mafiosos were far more wary of Tsuna than the new mafiosos because his age made him seem inexperienced. Tsuna was being watched like a hawk, and neither of them wanted a scandal to undermine his authority.

Tsuna sighed. "Though the younger mafiosos don't know your identity, the older ones, the ones that wield considerable power and influence, know that Sawada Nana gave birth to a girl and a boy, and your actions reflect back on me. If you really didn't want to do this, I would never force you, but this is for the good of the famiglia and you know it."

Tsunade slumped back into her chair, defeated. "That's not fair," she said softly. "You know I would do anything for the famiglia."

Tsuna's eyes softened, and he stood up and walked to Tsunade's side. "I'm sorry," he said, placing a hand on her shoulder. "We're both the same. We place the wellbeing of the famiglia over our own. I'm sorry that I had to force this on you. It's my fault for not sending assets to the crime scene faster."

Tsunade laid her hand over his and squeezed it. "It's okay, Tsuna-nii," she said, though she sounded like she was in a daze. "Does Reborn know about this?"

"Yuni's probably breaking the news to him soon," said Tsuna. "We're having a joint meeting about this soon, and you'll have to come with me. This'll be a purely paper marriage, and after The Puppeteer is dealt with, you can both file for divorce. I know that this is your hardest mission yet, but if anyone can do it, it would be you."

Tsunade was silent for a second, and then she sighed. "All I have to do is agree to a paper marriage, act as bait until Reborn kills the Puppeteer, and then divorce him, right? The life of a hitman is full of sacrifices. I guess it's time for me to make another one."

"So you agree?"

She nodded.

"I'll marry Reborn."

It was raining.

Renato Sinclair, known to everyone else except those closest to him as Reborn Chaos, hated the rain.

"Why did Yuni have to call a meeting in this weather?" he grumbled. "I could've just met her at the Giglio Nero Headquarters, but she insisted to meet in a limousine, which means we're probably travelling somewhere." He brushed his wet hair out of his eyes in exasperation and walked faster, rushing towards where a limo was approaching the corner. Reborn darted across the intersection and caught the limo just in time, opening the door and quickly getting in.

"Hi there, Uncle," said the young girl with dark teal hair and beautiful blue eyes wearing a mushroom-like white cap, decorated with the Giglio Nero emblem on it and a long trench-coat like jacket with the same emblem at the bottom right and left sides.

"Hello, Yuni," said Reborn with a slight smile as he brushed the raindrops off his fedora. He's always had a soft spot for her. Since the Arcobaleno curse was broken, he had been growing at an accelerated pace, returning to his old 24 year old body in just 9 years. It no longer seemed weird that she would call him "Uncle" because he was now older than her.

"Sorry to call you out in such weather," said Yuni apologetically. "We're heading to the Vongola Headquarters to talk about The Puppeteer incident."

"I see," said Reborn, his tone quickly becoming serious. "I'm shocked dame-Tsuna would hide something about the investigation from us."

"I'm sure he had a good reason to do so," said Yuni quickly. "I'm surprised that you were able to get the intel that led us to The Puppeteer's crime scene before Tsuna did. The Vongola famiglia is usually the first ones on site."

"I have a new source," said Reborn evasively.

Yuni, realizing that Reborn wouldn't say more on the subject, sighed and continued her briefing. "However, as you know, the Giglio Nero famiglia, is furious."

"And rightfully so," said Reborn, clenching his fists. "After all,

The Puppeteer killed Luce."

The rumor that Luce died because of the Sky Arcobaleno curse was a lie. Instead, she secretly preserved her body in a machine that allowed her to cling onto life until the Arcobaleno curse was broken. Luce reappeared a year after Tsuna's training was complete, shocking all of the Arcobaleno. Reborn was angry with her for not telling him, but she said she didn't die because a vision from the future showed her that she still had a task to fulfill and the only way to stay alive was to leave the mafia world behind temporarily. Upon returning, Luce showed no interest in reclaiming the title of the Giglio Nero boss and became Reborn's partner instead. Together, they embarked on missions throughout the world for four years, until they were caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. One fateful night, the pair ran into The Puppeteer, and though Reborn could've easily killed him, The Puppeteer revealed his powers and manipulated a crowd of people to form a human shield around him. Before escaping, The Puppeteer managed to stab Luce in the chest, and Reborn was helpless to do anything as she bled out.

It was raining then, too, thought Reborn bitterly. Perhaps that's why I hate the rain so much.

"I know," said Yuni quietly, looking down at the floor. "Grandmother probably knew it would happen, too. Her powers were always much stronger than mine, but she never tried to mess with fate."

"I always hated that about her," said Reborn, his chest tightening with pain. "But that was part of who she was, a part of why I…"

Reborn trailed off. It was difficult for him to come to terms with the emotions he felt when Luce was alive, but now that she was dead, it was even harder to deny what he might have actually felt for her.

I might've actually fallen…

Now, he was bent on revenge, determined to kill The Puppeteer even if it cost him his life.

There were too many words that were left unsaid.

"Anyway," said Yuni, returning to the subject of the meeting. "You saw the black rose, which you know probably refers to Sawada Tsunayoki, also known as the Black Rose Hunter."

Reborn nodded. What The Puppeteer wanted with Tsunayoki, Reborn didn't know. However, this was a huge step towards luring The Puppeteer out into the open, and Reborn was willing to do anything to catch him.

"As you can probably guess," continued Yuni. "Tsuna isn't too happy with the idea of us using his brother as bait, but he agrees that's it's necessary to keep the peace between our two famiglias. As for the tail, we agreed you would be the best for the job since both of us know and trust you, and because you are the most qualified to kill The Puppeteer. We are on the way to confirm the details of our agreement with Tsuna and Tsunayoki."

"I agree with these terms," said Reborn as the limo pulled up in front of the building labelled Vongola Enterprises. The two of them exited the limo and rushed into the building. Once they were in the elevator, Yuni laughed nervously.

"There's one additional part of the compromise that I haven't told you about," she said anxiously.

Reborn raised an eyebrow and frowned. She obviously is not looking forward to telling me what this additional clause is, he thought as the elevator doors opened.

"For certain reasons, it would be very hard for the Tsunayoki to maintain his public image if you two were to be living together," said Yuni as they walked to Tsuna's office.

"His image?" scoffed Reborn. "How would it damage his reputation? There's nothing scandalous about two straight men living together."

Yuni let out a deep sigh. They arrived at Tsuna's office, and Yuni knocked on the door.

"Come in!" shouted Tsuna.

"I think it would be better for you to see for yourself," said Yuni as she pushed open the door.

Sitting at his desk, Tsuna looked the same as Reborn remembered him. He often came to visit the Vongola Decimo, even if they weren't members of the same famiglia anymore. After training Tsuna for nearly two years, Reborn had developed a very close bond with his No-Good student despite his harsh teaching methods. He was very reluctant to leave the Vongola famiglia, but Tsuna insisted that he should protect Yuni, and that he would be safe with the guardians Reborn handpicked for him. The two of them had a bond that crossed famiglias.

Reborn looked and saw that to Tsuna's right stood a brunette woman dressed in an all-black suit and combat boots, holding a red fedora in her left hand. She was scrutinizing him with her golden-brown eyes that were strikingly similar to Tsuna's.

"Long time no see, dame-Tsuna," said Reborn, tipping his fedora towards him. "Who's the young lady standing next to you?"

Tsuna looked at Yuni in surprise. "You haven't told him yet?" he asked.

"Told me what?" asked Reborn suspiciously. He didn't like the way this conversation was going.

Yuni sighed again. "This is Sawada Tsunade," she said wearily. "Tsuna's twin sister."

Silence.

A knife embedded itself next to Tsuna's head, causing him to jump in surprise.

"HIEEEEE!" shrieked Tsuna. "What was that for?!"

"I thought you only had a brother," said Reborn, his eyes glittering dangerously. "You know I don't like being lied to."

"I don't have a brother," said Tsuna, scratching his head while Tsunade pulled the knife out of the wall. "Sawada Tsunayoki doesn't exist. Tsunade decided to disguise herself using an illusion device to protect herself from her many enemies. She's been living under the guise of a male since we met her, but she only revealed her secret to me and Yuni."

"This is why it would damage her reputation if you two were to live in the same house," said Yuni. "She's the sister of the Vongola Decimo, after all. Because of this, the only way for you to be with her at all times, is if—"

Suddenly, Reborn's knife came flying back at him, and he barely moved out of the way in time.

"If you marry me."

Everyone turned to look at Tsunade, surprised by her sudden outburst.

"What?" said Tsunade, irritated. "It's my marriage. I should be the one to announce it since I obviously don't have control over anything else."

Tsuna fidgeted in his seat. "It's a paper marriage," he said hurriedly. "Its purpose is to simply make it socially acceptable for you to be with my sister while you hunt down The Puppeteer. You are welcome to void the marriage after The Puppeteer has been dealt with."

"I'm sorry, Uncle," said Yuni, taking a seat in an armchair. "This was the only way to satisfy both sides."

Reborn stared at Tsunade, who met his unwavering gaze. Golden eyes connected with obsidian ones. He could tell she was no happier about this situation than he was, but her eyes held the same fire as Tsuna's eyes. She would do anything for the Vongola famiglia, even if it meant marrying someone she only met a few times before. Reborn admired her dedication, and he saw the advantages in marrying her. The Puppeteer obviously had some fixation with her, so she was the perfect lure. This alone was the only reason he needed to marry her. Reborn would have his revenge on The Puppeteer, no matter the cost.

Tsuna pulled out two sets of papers and handed one to Reborn and the other to Tsunade. "This is the marriage contract," he explained. "You will sign two copies: one for the official record, and one for yourself. Once you sign these papers, you two will be officially engaged." He looked at the both of them. "Are you sure you both want to do this?"

"I think the decision has already been made for me, Tsuna-nii," said Tsunade bitterly, picking up a pen off the desk.

"It has been made for me as well," said Reborn, also picking up a pen.

"For the Vongola famiglia."

"For Luce."

The two of them signed the documents, binding their fate together in a way neither of them could have predicted.

A/N: Their relationship is off to a rocky start, and I can guarantee it'll stay tumultuous for quite a while. Please read and review to let me know what you guys think!