OMG, I'm so sorry I uploaded the completely wrong chapter! Here's the correct one! I rush-mushed two/three chapters into one with the previous uploaded document… Here's the correct one. Again, I'm so sorry for my mistake! (Side note, School is being a pain in the neck. Never take six AP classes at once!)

Tsuna's school day had started with him being beaten by Hibari for being late to Namimori middle and then forced to listen to the asinine ramblings of his homeroom teacher who was talking about this or that. Tsuna had tuned everything out after the first few minutes when he realized that everything the homeroom teacher was talking about was completely unrelated to school and that if he asked nicely enough (and used some cake as a bribe) he could get any important information he tuned out after school from Hana and Kyoko. Tsuna's plan worked until the teacher slammed down a ruler onto Tsuna's desk and asked, rather pointlessly, if he was even paying attention with a sneer on his lips. This got snickers out of the class and a few whispers started circulated about on how Tsuna was so tired and if there was any particular reason for it. Some of the whispers were downright degrading and insulting, but Tsuna tried his best to ignore them. Hana and Kyoko were already strained in the face and Tsuna felt that getting three people involved would be going over board. Turning a careful glance to the two women, he very carefully shook his head in while under the guise of telling his teacher that he indeed hadn't been paying attention to what the annoying ramblings coming from his teacher's mouth. It was true, so Tsuna wasn't lying, but his message had gotten across to the two girls as he watched them slump ever so slightly.

First period had a twenty-question pop quiz, to which Tsuna cried and died a bit inside, and immediately after the pop quiz was the actual hundred and ten question test. Thankfully, the class was history and Kawahira was actually a wonderful teacher if one could get past his snide comments about how humans were reckless things that loved to cause destruction and loved to repeat their tragedies. It was actually thanks to his employer that he had a single class where he was actually good at something. (It also stung a bit when Tsuna realized that he probably knew more about history than his teachers did. Tsuna had mistakenly asked his teacher a question during their lessons over China and got blank owl-like looks directed at him when he asked something relating to the topic that the teacher didn't even know existed. Tsuna had vowed that day to keep his history questions to Kawahira.)

Second period was hectic for Tsuna because not only did his teacher start the class off with how Tsuna was a terrible role model and how the only few jobs he might ever be allowed to get were going to be either behind a back alley or as a homeless beggar. The teacher seemed to believe that even a fast food place bathroom cleaner would have been taking it too far. (Tsuna refused to mention that he was most likely the only kid in the class, aside from Kyoko who worked as a baker on the weekends for a charity group, who held a job. Tsuna did this for three reasons. First, Kawa-Antiquary was his safe haven. Second, Tsuna's bullies might try to break the beautiful pieces of art that were all about in the shop and then try to blame it on Tsuna. Third, Tsuna didn't want to disappoint the man he loved to call Uncle by having brought people in who would only break the near priceless artifacts.) Somehow the whispers seemed to have gotten to Hibari's ears and both he and the teacher were promptly bitten in the middle of class for disturbing the learning environment. (Why Tsuna got bit too, he wasn't going to question. He was living, which was enough for him.)

Third period was spent recovering in the nurse's room and Tsuna was somewhat thankful for this as it meant he didn't have to deal with his math that day. Rasiel wasn't around to try and dumb things down for him so he could understand it, and trying to ask Kyoko and Hana for after school help would have been pointless as he had work just about everyday. Maybe Uncle Kawa was feeling kind and wouldn't mind helping him with his math…?

Speaking of Uncle Kawahira, Fourth Period brought a strange feeling of unease to himself and Tsuna found that no matter how hard he tried to focus in his language class, that uneasy feeling kept growing and growing, and Tsuna found himself thinking back about what Kawahira had said the night before about not keeping his tutor waiting. Did this mean his tutor was here? Was his tutor dangerous? Why hadn't he been informed about getting a tutor?

During Lunch Hana managed to separate herself from her usual followers and corner Tsuna on the roof with a glare that could just about rival Hibari's, and Tsuna found that right that moment, maybe that uneasy feeling was actually just him being paranoid over nothing except Hana noticing something weird and was getting upset over nothing. It wouldn't have been the first time she had jumped to conclusions so quickly. The first time she had, it had been because Fran hadn't known who she was and thought that the woman with the flower-sounding name was some intruder and had thrown a somewhat violent illusion on her. The Fifth time had been because Spanner and Shoichi and created a talking robot with a somewhat decent AI-capacity and the robot had tried to wake Hana up.

"Alright, talk." Hana began with narrowed eyes and a downward tilt of the mouth after a moment passed. "You were dazed the entirety of fourth period. It's the one class you try to focus in!"

"I think I'm being watched?" Tsuna rubbed the back of his and let out a nervous string of half-hearted laughter. "But that's just ridiculous, right? I mean… I'm dame-Tsuna. If someone was going to pick on me, they'd have do so by now, right?"

"I know you better than this, monkey." Hana's eyes narrowed more than what Tsuna thought was possible, and for a split second he wondered if Hana and Hibari were even related, but quickly rid himself of that notion to save his mind a bit of sanity. That was a road that Tsuna didn't want to travel on. Ever. Hana tapped Tsuna's forehead with a bit more force than what was necessary, and let left a nice little red circle on his forehead. "That intuition of yours doesn't act up unless something is going on. What is it?"

"I don't know yet." Tsuna sighed and raised his hands into the air."I'm going to be finding out when I get home, I think. It's just something Unle Kawa said yesterday..." Hana frowned, but before she could even get a chance to comment on Tsuna's dismissal and easy acceptance of the whole thing, the door to the roof was opened with a slam that startled both Hana and Tsuna. When the two managed to gather their wits enough to check who it was that barged in on them, they were met with the scowling face of the school's kendo captain. Kensuke Mochida was major bully in Tsuna's life and the man had an ambition that 'would one day either turn out of the better or be his ruin', according to his Uncle Kawa when Mochida had run past them a few years ago while Mochida was working with his Kendo club.

"You!" Mochida hissed with narrowed eyes and a finger pointed at Tsuna, "I challenge you to a kendo match in the gym after school for the right to date Sasagawa Kyoko!" Hana groaned and facepalmed while Tsuna stared at Mochida like he had grown a second head. The three remained still for some time before that words Mochida said sank in and Tsuna let out his infamous 'HIIEEEE!" Screech.

"But Kyoko isn't a prize!" Tsuna panicked. "She's a lovely girl and all that, and I'm sure she'll make a wonderful girlfriend when she's ready, but where did you even get the idea that I'm fighting for her attention!?"

"She said she couldn't date me because she already had a relationship with you. Who said you could call the school idol by her first name, you little useless brat?" Mochida growled out and Hana let out another groan and stalked over to Mochida to jab him with a finger and scold him over what is and is not okay to say to people, but Mochida turned tail and started stomping his way off the roof with a maniacal laugh that was honestly more like an old man's wheezing than it was a laugh. "If you don't come, then by all rights she's mine!" With that, Mochida slammed the door shut again. It was quiet for all of two seconds before Hana let out a growl and started moving for the door.

"Don't worry, Hana." Tsuna grabbed the woman's arm and gave a slight grimace. "I'll fight. I'm not fighting to win Kyoko, but to make sure he doesn't get to boast about how he's gotten a new trophy for his collection. Women are human beings too." Hana huffed and grumbled things under her breath, and when she was done with her cursings, nodded. Tsuna carefully let go of Hana's arm and moved away; the woman could be just as bad as Hibari some days when she was mad.

"You should eat your lunch or I'll inform your brothers your not eating properly." Hana leveled Tsuna an even glare, and Tsuna shifted uncomfortable at the all too true threat. Until the start of middle school, Tsuna hadn't had any classes with any of his guardians and the bullies had loved to take Tsuna's homemade Bento boxes because he was not only an easy target, but Tsuna's Mama made the best food. Tsuna had lived with this ever since he had gone into preschool, which meant he often never ate any lunch and was always starving by the time school ended. When Hana had found out, she had become an almost literal interpretation of a demon and made sure to keep the bullies from stealing Tsuna's lunch.

When Tsuna nodded his head and sat down, Hana took it as her cue to leave and left in a much more refined and quiet manner than Mochida had leaving Tsuna in a comfortable silence as he began to work on eating his lunch after he sent a text to Kawahira about how he might be late to work or not even show up for the day.

Fifth period was interesting for Tsuna as it seemed everyone in the entire school had heard the rumors of how Mochida had tried to ask Kyoko on a date but was turned down because 'I'm busy with things that won't allow me to date. You'll have to ask Tsu-kun if you want to have better information' and how that was an obvious declaration of war. Mochida liking to open his big mouth and brag about everything was also a helping hand that worked against Tsuna's favor. Whispers were exchanged around the classroom and no matter what the teacher tried to do, they couldn't get the class to focus and the whispers continued even under the empty threat of getting Hibari.

Sixth period was torture for Tsuna as he had gym. Gym gave him a reason to ignore everything everyone was trying to figure out and work on trying to think about nothing except surviving the laps he had to do.

Seventh period ended up as a free study, which was a godsend as Tsuna was in pain from having tripped over his own feet numerous times on the track and the strict regime of pushups, situps, jumping jacks, laps and cool down stretches. If Tsuna hadn't know better, he'd say that his teacher was an ex-military person, but Hibari had this weird thing about people with war backgrounds being in his school. Something about how they loved to think of themselves as the strongest in the world. Tsuna didn't have the heart (or suicidal tendencies) to inform Hibari that the school perfect acted almost the exact same way.

Thankfully, or not-so-thankfully depending on your point of view, the school bell that rang after seventh period was the exact same one used everyday to signal the end of the school hours. This meant that people would be packing up to get a hurry to their after-school jobs, getting a move on to go to their clubs, or in Tsuna's case, going to the gym and praying to whatever gods or spirits would take mercy on him for the upcoming fight that was no doubt going to be rigged in Mochida's favor.

Sure enough, the moment Tsuna stepped onto the wooden floor of the gymnasium, Tsuna was confronted by a group of people struggling to hold up a set of protective Kendo gear. Tsuna had to wonder if they thought they were being any bit sneaky with the obviously altered gear. After all, who would believe that normal protective kendo gear needed four people to hold up? Wasn't that… like that saying about a wooden horse with an army in it? Or was it the saying about plain sight makes best hiding spots…? Tsuna couldn't remember, and right now wasn't the best time for his mind to wander off trying to figure out the weird proverbs that Uncle Kawa and Fran loved to toss his way.

"I'd suggest you wear the protective gear, dame-Tsuna!" Mochida sneered as he pointed the tip of practice sword at Tsunayoshi. Tsuna openly stared at the blue protection gear in silence, and it seemed that after five minutes of no reaction from Tsuna had used up all of Mochida's patience and, against the rules that Kendo were supposed to have, took a head swing at Tsuna who managed to dodge, only to feel a strange burning pain in his head.

"REBORN!" Were the last words Tsuna heard himself saying before he became increasingly warm and blacked out.

When he came to, Mochida was on the ground with a very distinctive fist-like bruise on his cheek, people were cheering all around him and he was feeling distinctly cold. Blushing, and having no idea what he had done, Tsuna looked down to the ground where he noticed that he was in his bunny boxers that Fran had gifted to him as a joke a year or so ago. Joke or not, Nana had just about threatened Tsuna to wear them once, and Tsuna was almost embarrassed to admit that the boxers were probably the softest thing he had ever worn before.

Dealing with Fran's triumphant smirk for weeks afterwards was annoying and Rasiel didn't help with his knowing snickers.

"What the hell happened to you?" Hana managed to get Tsuna away from the crowd that had swamped him and pulled him a nicely secluded corner of the school. Tsuna had the feeling of being watched again, but he couldn't work out the words needed to warn her while he was still trying to comprehend how he had beat Mochida while blacked out. It would also be nice if he could get an answer as to how he's only in his boxers, but priorities mattered right now. "You never use those flames of yours in public! I've also never seen you set your hair on fire like that. Have you been training without us?" Tsuna managed to stutter out an answer along the lines of 'no' while shaking his head, which only caused Hana to frown and she pulled out a small red bullet like object from her pocket.

"I picked this up after you beat Mochida into the ground. Want to explain how you survived being shot!?" Tsuna observed it for a moment before he paled ever so slightly when his mind gleefully reminded him that he had felt a sharp burning pain from the back of his head before he blacked out. Tsuna blinked twice before letting out his traditional shriek and going off the deep end of hysteria. He had been shot in the head and lived?! How do people even do that?! Does he need to call in some sort of specialist to try and figure out what had happened to him?!

"Here, take this before I dub you a monkey too." Hana held out a jacket that was long enough to be called a dress that zipped up from the front and shoved it at Tsuna. "When you've got answers for me, I'd like to hear them. Got it? You're one of the few sane people in our group. I'd die if you can't come up with some logical explanation." Tsuna's adrenaline rush was already starting to wear down, and he could feel it despite his hysteria keeping him aware of everything around him. It must have been obvious to Hana because the woman groaned and told him that if he collapsed in the middle of the street he'd be paying the dry cleaners bill for the blood she'd be spilling for having gotten her jacket filthy and stated that she wasn't going to carry him back.

Tsuna knew from first-hand accounts that Hana could, and sometimes would, follow through with her threats. So, being wise and all that, Tsuna hightailed it home all while forgetting about his school bag. Strangely enough, the bag was sitting on the front step of his house with a note that read 'Stupid dame-Tsuna. A boss should never forget his stuff.' Tsuna blinked at the note before crumpling it up and stuffing it in the borrowed jacket's pocket. Right now, he had something else he needed to to- such as nab a pick-me-up and get to his bed before the last of his strength left him for a bit.

Tsuna didn't even get to open the door after swinging the bag over his shoulder as his mother quickly pulled him inside and rapidly talked about this and that and how she had hired a home tutor for him, and wasn't that the best darndest thing ever because as Tsuna walked into the kitchen where a little infant wearing a suit and fedora, the feeling that he kept having throughout the day came back to him and Tsuna felt a chill run down his spine at the shaded look the infant was giving him that was coupled with a frown. Tsuna waited a single second before crouching down to the infant's level and openingly stared at the obvious conundrum that was staring up at him with unblinking cold black eyes.

"Um… I think i'm impressed you're a tutor?" Tsuna spoke carefully, fully aware that the infant wasn't exactly what he appeared to be. There was something there- maybe it was the fact that he felt terrified of the little infant before him, but it was oppressive and he felt like he was dealing with an upset Kawahira (which, from first hand accounts, Tsuna could happily say was one of most terrifying things he had ever seen).

"And what's that supposed to mean, Dame-Tsuna?" The infant replied casually in a voice that almost had Tsuna giggling like a mad loon if not for the ever present nagging feeling in the back of his brain trying to tell him that the infant was dangerous. Gulping, Tsuna swore that the infant started smirking ever so slightly! Thankfully, before Tsuna had to come up with a response that he would most likely regret, Nana started chattering again and Tsuna let out a breath he hadn't been aware he was holding when the infant turned to face the woman.

"He said his name is Reborn. His only requirements for tutoring you are that the family of the student allows him to live under their roof and provides him with a meal! Isn't that lovely?" Tsuna wanted to pipe up with something along the lines of the whole deal sounding like a scam, but Nana had kept chattering on and his body was starting to become heavy due to the lack of pick-me-up sugar that he had wanted to grab. "Why don't you two go upstairs and start your lessons? I'll call you two down when dinner is ready?" Tsuna didn't to say anything as the infant kicked Tsuna in the face and dragged him up the stairs. Once in Tsuna's bedroom, Reborn took control of the bed and waited until Tsuna had shut the door to speak, and Tsuna had to blink at the words that the infant spoke.

"My name, as Mama informed you, if Reborn. I shall be your home tutor. My real occupation is that of a hitman and I'm to train you to be a mafia boss." It took Tsuna all of five seconds to react with one of his typical 'HIEE's and he scrambled away from the tiny self-proclaimed hitman (and how was that even possible?! The little thing was only an infant!).

"H-hitman…?!" Tsuna freaked out and started to pull at his hair. "W-why would a hitman train someone to be a mafia boss! I don't even want to be a mafia boss!" Tsuna's panicking was completely unnoticed by his mother, which was a thankful thing (or a worrying thing, as the woman was pretty unobservant, which was something of a blessing in the Sawada household when Fran and Rasiel got more 'antsy'), and Tsuna promptly shut up long enough for Reborn to speak again while trying his best to not hyperventilate or crash on the floor.

Why did his siblings have to not be around when the crazy things start to happen? Why?! Was it some sort of reverse karma? Did the gods hate him or something? Had he not paid his proper respects to the gods? … Actually, as Rasiel had been the one to gather the proper stuff last time, that was actually a pretty high possibility as the blond-haired teen was lazy.

"I'm training you to be the Vongola boss, dame-Tsuna. Bosses shouldn't get panicked over such a thing. I see we'll need to work on this." Reborn had pulled out a notebook from who knows where and was currently writing things down without actually looking down at the piece of paper.

"Vongola!?" Tsuna went into full blown hysterics again despite his body feeling heavy and his head spinning. Spanner had informed him about some of the more powerful and influential mafia families when he taught Tsuna about his sky flames, and Vongola was one of the very first groups that Spanner had talked about. Not only were the Vongola at the very tip-top of the pecking order when it came to Mafia ("Second only to the Vendicare, but I don't know anything more than that they uphold Mafia-Laws and do so more neutral than the Cervello"), but they were the among the bloodiest of them all. The Vongola were built upon the dead bodies of thousands and they were tight lipped about anything concerning themselves. It also seemed that once you were in, you couldn't get out unless it by the means of death.

Which was the biggest problem for Tsuna as he wanted nothing to do with the mafia, much less the most powerful and bloodiest of all the mafia.

Oh, and Tsuna's world turned black for the second time that day as his exhaustion caught up with him, which was nice because it meant that Tsuna didn't have to bother with everything for another day longer.

The first coherent thought Tsuna had when he managed to wake up was that there was an annoying ringing going on next to his ear. The ringing paused for a moment before it continued on again with the screen adding another number to the number of missed calls. The second thing Tsuna thought that was that his rear was perched oddly for his bed. The third thought was that there was an odd weight on top of him that felt oddly like an infant.

"How long do you plan to ignore the phone, Dame-Tsuna?" A childish voice from Tsuna's somewhat of a nightmare-ish dream spoke up and Tsuna tensed. Why was his dream torturing him by making him think he woke up? There was no way his nightmare-ish dream could be true, anyways. "This is no dream Dame-Tsuna, and if you're not going to get up I'm going to hit you with a Leon-Hammer and then answer this Rasiel person on my own." This caught Tsuna's attention and he bolted upright faster than he had ever moved before (except for that one time he had rushed Fran into the hospital because Rasiel was bored and accidentally sliced an artery, but that was a story all of it's own and Rasiel had gotten a taste of what an angry Nana was like) and grabbed the phone and flipped it open.

"H-Hi!" Tsuna squeaked out as boisterous laughter that was uniquely Rasiel's met his ears. "Sorry about that 'Siel. I just woke up!"

"I can tell, Clumsy-Bunny." Fran's voice greeted him, which confused him for a moment, and it took Tsuna over eight seconds to put together that he was on speaker. "That was your lucky number. Twenty Seven."

"Hello Fran. You know, if I didn't respond by the third call, you should try calling later." Tsuna yawned and frowned as Reborn took his phone out of his hand and touched the speaker button with a smirk. Tsuna tried to get his phone back, but a green chameleon shape-shifting into a gun stopped him. There was something oddly strange and dangerous about the gun, like it was loaded or something, and Tsuna didn't want to test his gut feeling when he was on the phone. Besides, no matter how strange it seemed, his gut had never once led him wrong.

"The stupid fake prince didn't want to stop calling you. Something about commoners needing to bow before royalties and be wanting to serve them." It was well concealed, but Tsuna saw a single elegant brow raise on Reborn's face and the slight downward twitch of the lips that didn't bode well.

"I am not a fake prince, Frog-butt!" Rasiel's voice hissed out as a 'klang' sound quickly followed by a dull and almost sarcastic 'you missed, brother' were given by the phone. Tsuna blinked once before letting out a giggle, which was picked up by the phone because Rasiel started laughing and Fran huffed and said something along the lines of 'mean Clumsy-Bunny; laughing at me like that' or something similar, but Tsuna's wasn't paying it much mind. "How's the commoner doing without us around?"

"Wouldn't be the first time you've left for another country and I chose to stay behind. 'Sides, I've got mum, Kyoko and Hana, don't I? Tell Spanner and Shoichi if you see them that I'm still waiting for my headphones to be returned, please? I've got school in a bit!" Tsuna pressed the little red phone icon and pocketed his phone. Then grabbing his school uniform and the trench-coat jacket that Hana lent the other day, ran into the bathroom to change and brush his teeth. Once done, Tsuna hurried down the stairs and sat down at the table just as Nana placed down breakfast.

Never once did Tsuna notice the cold and calculating look in Reborn's eyes that promised pain, and by the time that he had noticed it, Tsuna had already walked into the war-zone and he couldn't get himself out of it. If Tsuna had noticed it, he would have made sure to not allow himself to mention names before the little hitman. What the heck had he been thinking?! Giving first names to a hitman was like asking for them to die, and Tsuna didn't need his friends dying on him!

"Who's Spanner and Shoichi?" Reborn asked cutely as Nana placed a cup of espresso before him and Tsuna groaned as Nana's face adopted a near-blissful look.

"Oh, Spanner-kun and Sho-kun are two of the people that live here when they aren't studying abroad in England!" Nana started off chattering left and right about two of the kids that she considered 'her children'. "Spanner-kun is such a kind kid and is always making sure that Sho-kun and Tsu-kun are well taken care of. You see, Tsu-kun was bullied he was younger and Spanner-kun was the first one to try and defend Tsu-kun. Sho-kun has this stomach issue where too much stress means he's unable to function."

"I see…" Reborn had this calculating look in his eyes, and Tsuna was half confident that a voice entered his head telling him something along the lines of shooting Iemitsu."And who's 'Siel and Fran?" Reborn asked after a moment and a sip of his espresso. "They called Dame-Tsuna."

"Is that what that ringing was?" Nana asked while staring at the ceiling with a smile. "Fran-kun and Rasiel-kun also live here. Their two of my kids." Nana started to hum a song. "You actually missed them yesterday. They left for England early in the morning. Tsu-kun saved Rasiel from being buried alive and saved Fran from dying in a dumpster when his parents didn't want him. Isn't my son growing up into such a respectable and handsome young man?"

"Mum!" Tsuna blushed at the compliments, but every word he had readied to fight back the whole 'respectable and handsome young man' part (which is what Nana also called her husband) died in his throat when Reborn openingly agreed with her.

"A boss should have a compassionate heart, but too much compassion can lead to being tricked into things. Looks like I'm going to have to teach you how to tell when you're being scammed, Dame-Tsuna."

"Like with you being a home tutor?" Tsuna asked without actually thinking about it. It was a natural thing for him to refute some of his siblings comments in the morning, but as neither were here at the moment and Tsuna felt off in that heart-aching way that only happened when his group of friends weren't in Japan, he hadn't thought about who he was refuting and how dangerous the man was because it helped ease the ache just ever so slightly.

"I'm not scamming you out of anything, brat." Reborn's eyes narrowed and a smirk made his way to his lips. "For that insult, you're running an extra twelve laps around the neighborhood before school." Tsuna was about to argue against how that was asking for something impossible, but thought better of it when he caught the dangerous gleam in the little hitman's eyes. "Good boy."

"I'm not a dog!"

"Add in five more laps for talking back to your superior. You're not a boss yet, Dame-Tsuna." Nana just happily giggled at the chattering going on while she finished eating her own food and went to wash the dishes. When Tsuna, with Reborn perched on his head, left the house, Nana giggled and wished her son luck with whatever it was he was getting into and thanked her stars that the tutor and her son were getting along just nicely.

Tsuna was halfway to school before he remembered something from the previous day, and since Reborn was still sitting on his head, he decided he'd break the silence and ask a question that was bugging him ever since Hana had shouted it at him after his fight with Mochida.

"...Was it you who shot me yesterday with this?" Tsuna pulled out the little red bullet that had been resting in the trench-coat jacket and showed it up to Reborn. When he got a nonchalant hum of confirmation, Tsuna groaned. "How is it even possible to shoot someone in the head and have them live?"

"It's possible if you do it with your dying will."

"Dying will?" Tsuna wanted to give the infant sitting on his head a look that said 'You're insane', but doing so would require him to move the infant, and that seemed like a really bad idea. "What's that?" Tsuna actually had an idea on what the dying will was, Spanner had taught him about the flames after all, but it would be nice to get an actual teacher on how to control them.

Orange flames sprouting from one's hands and forehead were nice and all, but Spanner only knew so much about them and his blue flames were often on the ends of his wrenches and his robots didn't use flames and didn't last long enough against Tsuna to be of any help. Rasiel used red flames that tended to cause a whole lot of destruction, but those were infused into his knifes and not very helpful in trying to help Tsuna refine his flame techniques that involved his bare hands. Kyoko ended up being given an umbrella and hair pin that helped focus her indigo flames that she could create illusions from, and while the illusions were greats for trying to tell reality from fiction, they didn't do much else. Hana's green flames crackled and came out in sparked pulses from the small knife she taken to carrying on her at all times after a kidnapping attempt (with Hibari's permission as he had first-hand account of the paranoia that the 'Flower herbivore' had), and like Rasiel, weren't really helpful as Tsuna refused to attack a friend of his. Shoichi was the least flame-active out of everyone, but the few times that had sparked a brilliant yellow flame had been a cause of celebration for everyone (although, that's mostly because it was found out that Shoichi could be the 'healer' of their strange group and healing was something that Tsuna and Kyoko weren't very good with). Fran surprised everyone when he showed everyone his purple and indigo colored flames, which Spanned said wasn't too surprising for mist or cloud flame users coming from his two rings (where he got them, Fran forever swore that he got them from a loud-mouthed shark that could have been female for all he knew).

"A high-density form of energy that is refined by one's life-force." Reborn patted Tsuna's head,and then changed the subject. "You have soft hair. Do you use the red shampoo in the shower?"

"That's Rasiel's and he'd skewer me if I used it. Mine's the warm vanilla." Tsuna shrugged and went back to staring at the little red 'dying-will bullet' that was in his hand as he kept a steady pace walking to school. The silence continued on for a few minutes before Tsuna's mind caught back up to him and he started to grumble things under his breath about annoying infant-sized hitman tutors that really shouldn't even be a possibility of reality.

A swift Leon-Hammer to the head later and Tsuna was the ground nursing the newly forming bump while sending a dirty glare at the smirking infant who was still holding onto the leon-hammer up into the air. "Problem, Dame-Tsuna? Mafia bosses shouldn't complain about their tutors. Bosses also shouldn't be so spaced out. You never know when someone could be trying to snipe you."

(Somewhere in Mafia land, A blond haired infant sneezed and felt the sudden urge to start shooting Reborn for whatever it was he was planning).

"Yeah," Tsuna decided that he might as well go for broke, "I refuse to be a mafia boss! Doesn't the current boss have sons or something? Why not pick one of them!"

"All three sons of Vongola Nono are dead, and his adopted son is out of the running because you exist." Tsuna blinked at this and thought on it for a moment. How would his existence prevent someone else, who was probably much more qualified to be a be a boss, from being the next boss? The question must have been written on Tsuna's face (or Reborn was a mind-reader, and he doubted that as Fran had already said that mind-reading was actually a combination of things) because the little hitman wasted no time in pulling out a family tree that had so many branches on it it looked more like a messed up maze.

"You're a blood descendant of Vongola Primo." Reborn began while pointing to a box titled 'Primo'. "He had no children while in italy, and when he stepped down from the Vongola Throne, he allowed his cousin, Secondo, to take reign and then retired off to Japan where he he met a lovely lady and had a child, a few children later down that line and we have you and your dad." All while talking, Reborn's hands kept moving to point to the people he was talking about, and down at the very bottom, in a box under [Nana]-[Iemitsu] was [Tsunayoshi] with a little smiley face sticker next to it.

"Then why is only now that Vongola is trying to get me into the position? Why not get the family sooner, or why not go for my dad?!"

"I was getting to that!" Reborn smacked upside the head, but it lacked the normal bite and sting. "Now where was I…" "Primo retired to japan and had a child- Ouch! No need to hit me for that! You asked, I answered!" Tsuna was pouting and holding onto his throbbing head. rEBORN

"As I was saying, Secondo's family has continued the bloodline of Vongola, but since Nono's blood related sons are all dead and his adopted son isn't bloodline, Vongola is going for you to be the heir as your father is already the leader of CEDEF; the Vongola's external advisor, and thus out of the running."

"When mom said that dad was off to become a star… I thought it meant that dad died…" Tsuna sighed and ran a hand through his hair with a frown. "You're telling me that he's been part of the mafia this whole time…?" With Reborn's nod, Tsuna felt his hatred for the man who sired him skyrocket. "Why the heck has he never once tried to visit then?!" Tsuna didn't catch the slight flicker of this sky flames that sparked on his forehead, but Reborn caught it and he was already formulating a plan. It seemed that because of just how incompetent Iemitsu was, Reborn not only had his work cut out, but he had to revise his entire learning program. A child who's already flame-active… That was most definitely out of the reports. Then again, the reports also stated that Tsuna had no friends and lived only with his mother, so there was that too. Reborn swore that the next time he saw that useless man that somehow managed to get a wife like Nana and a child like Tsuna that he was going to be making the man dance the bullet-dance.

"That's a very good question to ask your father once he decides to visit you. Nono has given him multiple vacations to visit his family, but he's pushed them aside saying that you all are safer if he's not around. That being said, he does like to brag about you two all the time and often tells people that you both live in Namimori, Japan." Reborn's voice was so uncaring about the the whole thing that Tsuna, in a rather obscure and strange twist of things, ended up laughing hard in the middle of the road. A few passing mothers moved their children away from the crazy brown-haired child who was on his back laughing while telling their children that they should stay away from people who were 'mentally unstable' like him.

"I'll make sure to ask him if I see him again." Tsuna spoke up when he managed to get his voice back between puffs of rushed air. "May I get to school now?" Reborn gave Tsuna a light smack upside the head and Tsuna took it as his cue to get up. The moment he managed to steady himself on his own feet, he took off as fast as he could to the school while praying that Hibari wouldn't bite him too badly.

It turns that if he arrived the moment the bell rang, Hibari would still bare and use his tonfas. Snickers were barely heard when Tsuna arrived into the class and plopped his head down on his desk. The teacher had tried to get Tsuna to pay attention, but by the time math had rolled around, Tsuna was already off in dream-land and not even Hana could get him to snap out of his daze until lunch rolled around, and that was only because the lightning woman had used her flames to smack him so she could get an answer on what had happened the previous day involving the sudden stripping and flame use (to which Kyoko had the gall to giggle and say that Tsuna's boxers were rather adorable. Tsuna choked on his lunch when she asked if he was wearing animal-printed boxers again).

"Ah… My tutor hit me with a dying will bullet." Tsuna held out the bullet and let Hana and Kyoko see it, and frowned when Kyoko got this weird gleam in her eyes and snatched the bullet from him. "Apparently it forces people to enter a state where they use their flames…"

"So a little bullet can do this…" Kyoko muttered under her breath. "Do you think I can do something like that with my illusions? Trick someone into thinking their life is dire and force out their dying will flames?"

"Of course," Reborn appeared from just about nowhere and landed neatly on Tsuna's head, "It might even be safer, obviously harder mind you, than if I were to use the dying will bullet. The bullet can kill people if they don't have regrets." Tsuna blinked once and then sighed. He was really going to have to get used to the fact that Reborn was going to just pop out of nowhere in his daily life, wasn't he? "Of course, Dame-Tsuna. And I didn't read anyone's mind. All of you are too transparent."

"Is that what Tsuna meant when he said he'd protect Kyoko with his dying will?" Hana asked with a raised brow, not finding the situation to be anything strange, which was odd as this was the first time Hana had seen an infant wearing a pacifier that was trying to 'play adult'. Tsuna ignored the stomp on his head for his thought.

Reborn nodded. "By using the dying will bullet I removed Tsuna's external limiters and allowed him access to his flames- which seems to have been entirely unnecessary. A downside to this is that it forces people down into their undergarments."

"What would happen if you shot a female then?!" Kyoko's eyes were wide open and she looked appalled while Hana snorted and leaned against the fence that surrounded the roof. Reborn tilted his fedora down a little and with a tiny smirk, told Kyoko once again that people shot with the dying will bullet would be stripped of their clothing.

Finishing his lunch, Tsuna sighed as his stomach felt heavy and did his best to ignore the heavy feeling in his stomach and carefully started to put his stuff away. Tsuna was really only pay half attention to whatever it was that Hana, Kyoko and Reborn were talking about, but if he had been paying attention he would have heard something about an italian transfer student, a trial and Reborn asking the two women to stay away when it happened.

Instead, Tsuna was thinking about the best way to get Reborn off his head so he could head to the library to see if there were any new books in this one series that he liked.

A swift leon-hammer to the head later and Tsuna's full attention was on the little infant wearing a yellow pacifier. "Bosses should never tune things out, Dame-Tsuna." Leon shifted back from a hammer to his normal chameleon form and Tsuna's mood lifted slightly when Leon decided that he was going to walk over to Tsuna and flicked his cheek with his tongue. "You never know when you might learn something important. Tell me, what did I just warn Kyoko and Hana about?"

"Uh… I… I don't know?" Tsuna admitted honestly, trying his best to ignore the illusionary arrow in the corner of his vision that kept flickering very annoying, extremely contrasting colors. Tsuna was rewarded with a swift kick to the face, and that kick sent him flying backwards into a wall.

"I appreciate the honesty in not cheating, Dame-Tsuna, but a boss should utilize any tool he or she can." Tsuna couldn't read the look on Reborn's face. "Bosses also shouldn't pause. You need to speak with conviction and certainty, even if it's to admit that you know nothing- which a boss should never do."

"I already told you," Tsuna hissed while holding the bump on his head from where he was kicked, "I don't want to be a mafia boss!" There was an awkward silence that filled the air after Tsuna's statement, and for a moment Tsuna wondered if he was going to get into trouble for 'back-talking' his tutor.

"I think you should go for it, Tsu-kun." Kyoko giggled, "I don't see what you're going to lose by agreeing to be trained." Tsuna blinked once, blinked twice, and then promptly let out a girlish screech when Kyoko's, the demonic-angel that she is, words sank in. Hana snorted again and offered her own two-sense in the form of stating that there were worst things he could become.

"Mafia!" Tsuna hissed and felt hysteria bubble up in his chest. "You want me to be a mafia boss?!"

"Why not?" Hana asked as she started to stand up and dust herself off. "If you're worried about the bloody and dark history of the mafia, why not change the group you're leading? You'll be the boss, won't you?"

"That's a good idea." Kyoko giggled and started getting ready to go back to classes the moment the bells rang, and Tsuna felt Reborn had a single elegant brow raised despite the fact that the fedora the hitman wore was obscuring his eyes from view.

"I don't see why that's something impossible." Reborn spoke after a bit of silence, "But that still means you're going to have be trained to be a mafia boss, Dame-Tsuna. You don't get out of having me as your tutor so easily." Tsuna was going to say something, but the bell ringing startled Tsuna and the two girls. Had they really spent the entire lunch period talking so deeply that they had forgotten about time?

The shocked silence was cut off pretty quickly when Tsuna let out a yelp- courtesy of Reborn smacking Tsuna (which Hana was beginning to wonder if the infant enjoying doing so as he had been smacking and kicking around Tsuna the entire time he was on the roof) and telling him that Bosses should never be late- and rushed to his next class while stumbling every couple of steps. Kyoko was the next to move, telling Hana that she would be in the library instead of the class, and then she was gone beyond the door the separated the stairs leading into the school and the rooftop. Hana was about to get up, but a quick tug on her sleeve stopped her.

"We need to speak for a moment. I won't make you late, don't worry." Hana stared at the little infant for a moment, a look of confusion crossing her face before Reborn answered her unspoken question. The look of confusion morphed into one of dread as Hana wondered why she had be stuck answering questions instead of Tsuna and Kyoko.

When the final bell rang for school, Tsuna mentally cheered as it meant that he could finally go and unwind from reality and pretend that it doesn't exist for a couple of hours before Kawahira sent him home for dinner and forced him to face whatever it is that Reborn's reality would force him into. Uncle Kawahira would be upset for a little at how Tsuna's running away from reality, but Tsuna wouldn't care much. He could escape into the past, theoretically, and into the safety that was his weird uncle Kawahira- despite being unpredictable in that weird sort of way that could endear someone dearly to them or make someone hate their very guts so much that death wouldn't stop the person from getting vengeance.

Unfortunately, Tsuna failed to take into account that his mother would have failed to mention that Tsuna held a job and that Reborn was going to add 'protect Tsunayoshi until he can stand on his own two legs' to his job list.

A hindsight, honestly, as Tsuna should have realized that from Reborn's lecture about how Tsuna was the only blood heir that the infant was going to take his job as seriously as possible.

Still, seeing a little infant standing on the counter of Kawa-Antiquary was a sight so odd that Tsuna had to do a double check just to make sure that he hadn't inhaled any dangerous hallucinogenic stuff from the backroom, and while not really possible, as Kawahira kept 'safe' chemicals in the backroom, it was still something that 'could' happen if gases were mixed. Also, how had the infant entered the shop without setting the little bell that was near the door off?

"I see yet another strike against Iemitsu." Reborn's voice was dark and dangerous, but still held that almost childish tone to it. "You, your mother and Iemitsu failed to mention anywhere that you have a job."

"Yeah…" Tsuna placed the vase he was cleaning out onto a shelf behind him and turned back to give Reborn his full attetion. "Sorry about that. I don't really think that it's that strange anymore. Fran and Rasiel also have jobs, but mine's the only one that's all week."

"Oh?"

"Fran and Rasiel work together at a Cafe not too far from here on the weekends." Tsuna shrugged and turned to greet the new person coming through the door. Turning back to Reborn, Tsuna continued on, softer, "We, the five of us kids, Shoichi and Spanner included, decided that we didn't want to rely on Dad's money as he's never here. We all got up and picked up jobs that fit us. We've been lucky, actually. Not many kids get hired while they're still in school."

Reborn tilted his fedora down and said nothing as he jumped onto an empty spot on the shelf where items that needed to be cleaned got placed, and sat down. Tsuna wasn't too sure what to think about having his tutor invade his 'safe spot', but so long as Reborn didn't try and talk Mafia in the store then Tsuna would try and put up with the invasion.

Uncle Kawahira doing a double take was rather interesting, but the man very quickly regained his composure and mentioned that perhaps Tsuna should take the week off so he and his tutor could get to better know each other. The creepy, all-knowing look smile was plastered onto Uncle Kawahira's face, and Tsuna felt his resolve fade away and be replaced with utter terror for his well being. Without waiting for any cues, Tsuna took off the apron he was wearing, put his ID card back, grabbed Reborn, and rushed out the door while biding his Uncle a good day.

"Bosses shouldn't be afraid of people who won't harm you, Dame-Tsuna." Reborn spoke the moment they were out the room and down the street.

"You never know with Uncle Kawa." Tsuna replied hastily as he rounded a corner and began to slow down. "He's nice and all that, but he really has a distaste for humans." There was no response to this as Tsuna's home came into view and Nana stood outside hanging up the laundry. Upon spotting his mother, Tsuna's pace quickened and he hastened over to give the woman a giant hug before being dragged upstairs to his room by his infant-sized tutor.

Once the door was shut and both Reborn and Tsuna were settled, Leon morphed into a hammer and Reborn got a gleam to his eyes along with a somewhat wicked grin.

"Let me see your homework, dame-Tsuna. Hana mentioned to me about your grades. If you get anything below passing, I'm adding laps to your morning run." Mentally groaning, but keeping his complaints to himself for fear of angering the little infant-sized demon and ending up with more than just running laps, Tsuna pulled out his numerous homework papers and began to work on them in silence while trying his best to ignore the looming sense of dread that was trying to creep up his spine.