Lambo was the first of the freeloaders, then came Gokudera's older sister, and the storm arcobaleno's student. Tsuna wondered what was next, seeing as the household and Ienari's famiglia seemed to increase together as the days went by. He still wasn't sure as to how exactly Kyoko's brother was looped into the mess or how the hell did Hibari-san not go crazy and nearly kill them all yet after all the disturbances.

"Hey, Tsuna, if you had the chance, would you have taken the boss position instead?" Ienari asked, avoiding eye contact. He quickened his pace slightly, walking ahead of him.

"Why do you ask?" he responded. He could sense the hesitation in those dark brown eyes. It'd been a while since they'd properly spoken, with Ienari constantly dealing with all sorts of insanity from Reborn, and then trying to find time to himself. There wasn't always a chance to finally talk about it.

"I.. I don't want to be a mafia boss," he admitted, sighing deeply. "I.. I get that dad and the Ninth chose me, but I don't want this life. I'm getting people involved in things they shouldn't be in."

"Did you tell Reborn?"

"You think I can, with everything he's put me through?! Watch him make me forge an alliance next! He won't let me out of this mess."

"But the experiences got you to talk to Kyoko, and Hibari-san hasn't bitten you to death lately, 'cept for that time you guys took the Disciplinary Committee's room," Tsuna offered.

"I guess, but Yamamoto, Kyoko-chan and Onii-san are getting involved and they're gonna get hurt," Ienari replied, sighing. "You're always somehow able to sneak away from all the craze, you know that?"

Tsuna shrugged, "You're the boss, I'm merely backup, I don't need to experience everything."

Lies, lies, and more lies.

"Remind me to make you a second in command or something in the future then, you're the last sane person I know," Tsuna's smile became strained. His hand formed a trembling fist as he nodded bitterly, forcing that smile on his face. Ienari's eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrowed, "Are you just saying that but you wanna get out of it?"

Tsuna let out a small chuckle—he took it the wrong way. Ienari frowned, unamused. "You're not funny."

"I wasn't trying to be. How did you get Sasagawa-senpai or Hibari-san into this, anyway?"

"It wasn't me, it was Reborn! He's staging everything!"

"Doesn't seem that way," Tsuna remarked. "You didn't answer me, by the way."

Ienari frowned, but said, "Onii-san tried to get me to join the boxing club, and we had a match. I don't know about Hibari-san. Why don't you ask him, if your so curious?"

"I mean, why Hibari-san of all people? He hates crowds and it's scary enough to think he's a part of this."

Ienari shrugged, "Then again, we have two five year olds and a mafioso living in our house. Bianchi seems nicer to you than to me!"

"I'm not the one Reborn's training?" Tsuna offered.

"Still! She's nearly poisoned me seven times! She hates me! She only tried you once 'cause she thought you were me!"

"Remember that time she swapped the Kyoko's cake for her poisoned one?" Tsuna asked, chuckling.

"Don't remind me," Ienari groaned. The rebuke only caused him to laugh harder, and Ienari rolled his eyes. Tsuna couldn't help it, seeing how flabbergasted he'd been when they saw Bianchi switch the cakes secretly, and oddly none seemed to notice. "By the way, about this morning.."

Tsuna's laughter quickly died down, and he frowned, expecting the next few words. Ienari must've found out something. Bianchi stopped trying to kill him not only because he wasn't a candidate, but Reborn told her. He was still a bit sour about him telling the woman. Heck, she even hinted it to Ienari, telling him to treasure every moment while you can.

"Are you okay now?" He nodded silently. "What was that?"

"Don't know, don't care," he said simply.

The two stopped in their tracks when they noticed men standing around their home, clad in suits. Ienari shrieked, and Tsuna could only think that Ienari just jinxed it. The men cleared a way into the household once they noticed the two of them. Warily, Tsuna avoided any eye contact, keeping his head down. Ienari glanced occasionally from the men to the house.

"Reborn did something." Tsuna couldn't help but agree. This time, it seemed tiring.

Once they'd reached home, they were greeted by the their mother and the freeloaders with innocent smiles ( the kids, their mother ) and a sinister smile ( Bianchi ). Ienari shuddered, avoiding the woman's glare. Within moments of their return, Lambo and I-Pin began arguing, and the two began to run around the house.

"Reborn-kun brought home a handsome guest," their mother murmured, sighing softly with a dreamy smile on her face. "He's upstairs in Nari-kun's room."

Another weirdo, probably. Tsuna shuddered at the thought of another freeloader. He didn't particularly mind having more people around the house, but it was getting excessive, with every newcomer deciding to barge into the house like it's theirs. Ienari froze, probably linking two and two together, after all, there were a lot of men outside, and Reborn brought someone with him. He was making an alliance with another boss. It had to be that, what else could it be?

Upon opening Ienari's room—Ienari was dreading the result and Tsuna wanted to make sure it wasn't another weird freeloader—they noticed two more men clad in suits and blonde man on a chair, turning it around and flashing a smile.

"Yo, Vongola Boss." It's another weirdo trying to act cool, Tsuna deadpanned. "I came all the way from Italy to meet you, I'm the tenth generation boss of the Chiavarone Family, Dino."

Dino narrowed his eyes, trying to gauge Ienari's expression. Ienari was freaking out, and Tsuna didn't know whether to be amused or not. This man had sky flames, and he had harmonized with the two men in the room, they were most likely his guardians. He walked over to to Ienari, who backed away defensively, clutching his school bag tightly, and said, "No aura, definitely not the looks, and no ambition or aspirations."

"He's got no money or power, and he's a dame," Reborn added with a smirk. Dino bursted into laughter, amused. Ienari inwardly sulked at all the insults thrown at him. Tsuna bit back the urge to laugh.

"He doesn't have any attributes of a boss," he said, cracking a smile. But then, suddenly, noticing Tsuna, he said, "Wait, there's two of them?!"

Did you really just notice now?

"Didn't I tell you there were twins, baka-Dino?"

"W-Was he here the whole time?"

"Yes," Tsuna deadpanned, staring boredly. He wasn't the next freeloader, and that was all he cared about. This person didn't seem bad, though, he was offended that he was just noticed.

"Sorry about that," Dino said, smiling sheepishly. He offered his hand, and with hesitance, Tsuna shook his hand. He's not a bad person, his intuition told him. In response, he only nodded.

"Before I came here, I was tutoring Dino to become a mafia boss," Reborn said.

"W-wha—Mafia?!" Ienari exclaimed. Dino's eyes turned to Ienari, who shrieked and backed away.

"Wasn't that obvious, Ienari? He's the boss of a family," Tsuna said. In response, he grumbled and said nothing.

.

"Sorry about earlier," Dino apologized for the second time. Tsuna shrugged it off. Ienari was knocked out in his room from the stress after the incident with Enzo. The turtle had grown in water, shocking them and Lambo. Dino had only laughed sheepishly, forgetting to mention that tiny detail that could've prevented it from happening. They all ended up soaking wet as a result, and were sitting in Tsuna's room with the window open, cooling off from the summer heat. He was seriously useless without his men, tripping over nothing. "You're the sky, aren't you?"

Tsuna stiffened, eyes narrowing.

"He is," Reborn confirmed. He shot a glare at the hitman, who ignored him.

"How do you know?" he asked cautiously, avoiding any form of eye contact.

"You have sky flames, for sure, and I can see the pacifier," he said. With a jolt, Tsuna realized the wet clothes stuck to him, and the pacifier was visible under it. Unconsciously, his hand gripped it, and he could feel the tiny chains around it.

"Ienari's the boss," Tsuna confirmed.

"I could tell that," Dino said, chuckling lightly. "No offense, You don't seem like the person to lead a large famiglia."

"Not that I'd want to," he responded. "Things are fine the way they are."

Dino frowned, and he got the indirect message. Ienari doesn't know. Tsuna liked Dino, he wasn't a bad person. Heck, he was trained under Reborn, and felt a bit sympathetic. Ienari was already being tormented and things just seemed to get even livelier. He could sense that the blonde beside him was hesitating to respond.

"You're an evil person, Tsuna, hiding the truth," Dino decided to say. He shrugged. "He's going to find out sooner or later."

"I'll deal with it when it happens."

"And what are we suppose to say if you die before he finds out?" Dino then asked.

"Not my problem," Tsuna said, with an amused, dark smile. "You have to figure it out."

"Why're you acting like Reborn when you're not even being tutored by him?!" Dino whined. "That's scary!"

And a gun was aimed at him, the said hitman smirking. Dino sulked, probably thinking the younger Sawada was mature and kind and nothing like Reborn, but he was wrong.

"You really do need more training, baka-Dino,"Reborn said, and he quickly backed away from the hitman.

"Would he be a good boss?" Tsuna asked warily.

"What do you think?" Dino asked, with an amused smile. "You're around him and his guardians everyday, I'm assuming. You know their true nature."

Tsuna contemplated the thought. It was an honest question, and an honest comment. Ienari was never really a rude person, although a bit dense in certain situations, but he cared for his family and friends. The only thing he wondered was, if that would let them survive in the mafia world. He frowned, and turned to face the young boss beside him.

"I don't know," he answered truthfully.

"It's too early to decide," Dino concluded, with a cheeky grin. "He doesn't even have all his guardians yet."

Oh, right.

"He needs more training," Reborn reminded. "And his intuition is getting stronger."

Tsuna frowned at that. Ienari would find out soon, for sure. He'd sensed his brother began to have better senses lately, but he hadn't put to thought that he would eventually find out something.

"He's gonna find out soon, then," Dino voiced his thought, and his frown deepened.

"I know."

"I heard the Bovino Famiglia invented that ten-year-bazooka," Dino then added, "That's the worst way for him to find out, considering his lightning guardian's a five year old who'll use it blindly."

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The ranking child had been the next actual freeloader to join them.

Fuuta was being chased by men, only to be saved by Ienari and the Dying Will bullet, and then brought to their home, with all the guardians, I-Pin, and that girl from another school—when did she slip into the craze?! who was she anyway?!—all curious at the same nearly kidnapped child who offered to tell them rankings.

"H-hahi! What's going on?!" the strange girl shrieked, as items around the room began to float aimlessly. Reborn began another weird explanation of Fuuta's ability, causing him and Ienari to sigh in disbelief.

"Haru-nee's three most attractive features are her eyes, her dimples, and her hair," the child murmured idly. Tsuna casted a skeptical look to both him and the girl, who was beaming with joy. Yamamoto laughed, interested, and Gokudera, he wasn't sure if the teen was impressed or annoyed.

"Tsuna-nii is ranked number one for being unable to deny a request, followed by Ienari-nii."

"That sounds like you guys!" Yamamoto chirped, grinning.

"I-I guess.." Ienari murmured.

"I-Pin's gyoza kempo is ranked one hundred sixteen out of five hundred forty two of mid ranged attacks. It's a high ranking for a child her age." The storm arcobaleno's student had a bright smile on her face, and Tsuna was rather impressed. Fon must've taught her well, he thought.

"Lambo is ranked number one of most irritating mafioso." What kind of a ranking is that? Lambo's face turned blank as he quietly walked over to Tsuna, sitting on his lap. Though a quiet Lambo was appreciative to have around, it was outright creepy for the noisy child to suddenly shut up.

"Where do I stand in the rankings of people fit to be Jyuudaime's right hand man?" Gokudera then asked.

"That's simple, Hayato-nii's ranking is.." Fuuta began, "out of range."

And that was a huge shock to Hayato. Of course it is, Tsuna thought warily. He was so keen and determined to be Ienari's right hand man. Then, Ienari just had to ask, "You can be out of a ranking's range?!"

"Not just the ranking's range, it's outside the atmosphere's range," Fuuta responded nonchalantly.

Out of this world? Gokudera nearly fainted from shock, and Ienari was probably guilty he even asked. Yamamoto, unfazed and laughing, annoyed Gokudera. Tsuna sighed hopelessly.

"Hayato-nii would be number one as a preschool teacher." Gokudera and kids? He already made Lambo cry at least eleven times already. Tsuna cringed. That was bad, impossible.

"Takeshi-nii would be number eighty nine out of eight hundred seventy two mafioso as a strong hitman."

Well, he could somewhat see Yamamoto as a hitman, his accuracy and sharp eyes a fearful talent—in baseball. The strange girl shrieked in fear, cowering behind Ienari and murmuring something about being dangerous. He didn't understand her.

"Tsuna-nii would be ranked number seventeen out of nine hundred forty five as a strong mafioso." What. Ienari, Haru, and Gokudera shot him a wary look. That's not possible, he knew. He didn't know how to fight. He shot a look at Reborn, floating stupidly in a space suit because of Fuuta's weird anti-gravity effect. The hitman seemed to ignore him completely.

The room felt stuffy—and tense because of three skeptical teens doubting him. Fuuta was usually accurate, or so Reborn said. Could he really be strong? He was going to open the window for air when the child just had to say, "The number one person Ienari loves is Leon."

"Hahi?! L-Leon?!" Haru shrieked. She looked more shocked than Ienari, and that was scary. Yamamoto was laughing his head off, probably super amused at these ridiculous rankings. Gokudera looked pitifully rejected. The ranking child was giving him a headache, he decided. Everyone was overreacting to his statements. Though, he couldn't deny he didn't overreact either.

Hoping fresh air would clear his headache, he opened the window. It was raining. Once Fuuta noticed the rain, all the floating objects dropped to the floor.

"I don't like the rain.. My rankings get messed up in the rain."

Why is that a relief?

"Wait, then, which rankings were accurate and which weren't?" Ienari asked. Gokudera and Lambo suddenly looked happier and relieved, and Haru frowned.

Sorry for the late update. I started watching Trickster and Bungou Stray Dogs. :)