Guys, I finally started on Chapter 2. Enjoy. Oh, And, Since I didn't put a disclaimer in Chpt 1,

Here it is: KHR isn't mine.

Chapter 2

"Where is that herbivore."

To say Hibari was annoyed…was an understatement enough to get you into hot water, more than enough to fill the entire Amazon River Basin.

More heat than the burn of 600,000 volts running through your body like a dog that had ran into an electrical fence. (Kudos to anyone who knows where that's from J I'll write you a free request :P )

So, most people learn to stay away from the violent soloist, and remember to pray (Cry for joy that the 'who' isn't themselves) to whomever garnered his anger. Which, in this case, was Gokudera.

The family had been caught up in a new case: the recent assassination attempt the Nono had to suffer. Somehow, Someone mixed harmless looking poisonous wildflowers into a bouquet that would've embellished the nono's bedroom. The fumes that would've risen from the bouquet could, no doubt, kill a man in three seconds flat. When the Vongola mobilized to interrogate the flowershop, the business that had been there not a day ago vanished.

And while the Family wanted to find that man, well…

(Xanxus) Delinquent Herbivore….omnivore? wanted his meat and Wine.

(Reborn) Infant wanted his expresso.

Bianchi would go nowhere without her mushrooms.

The pineapple twins (need I say who this is?) wanted their chocolate.

And he…he needed his tea. … … … Goddamnit! It's not like the skylark was inhumane! Even he despised the idea of going on a mission with an empty- er parched- stomach. Gokudera should've been here hours (only minutes actually) ago.

Hurriedly Gokudera parked his car, and grabbed the unconscious brunnette leaning against him. Almost forgetting the keys in his haste get the boy inside, and in warm air, he rushed up the multitude of stairs and banged on the mahogany doors.

"Bang! Bangg!

The knocks were impatient and didn't cease even though Gokudera could hear the rush of footsteps.

"Maa-Maa, you're late, Dera, Aren…."

"Herbivore, I'll bit…."

"Oi! Trash, you got my mea…."

""

All exclamations and screams (except one, Lal Mirch had to plant a fist in the shark's face to end that one.) ceased and faded to expressions of confusion and…adoration at the cute face?

"Don't just stand there! Let me inside, we're freezing our balls off here."

The crowd parted like insects from bug spray, like Xanxus from vegetables. Many hands reached for the boy- to assure themselves he was human, not a fragil, pale doll…as he looked like now- only to be stopped by a scathing glare from Gokudera.

"Ne, I hate to be the one to ask the question, and since no one is stepping up, I guess I will. Who's the guy?" Yamamoto stared tsuna. He was an unfamiliar face, not from the vongola family. But the longer he stared, bruises, scrapes, and cuts seemed to rise into his vision. Yamamoto's smiling, easy-going face earlier sharpened as his eyes steeled.

"Dunno."

"Ah, well, guess it's okay then!"

"WHAT'S SO OKAY ABOUT IT!" Everyone else (some in their minds) shouted.

Suddenly Chrome clamped her delicate hands over her nose. Mukuro looked back in concern, but she shook her head. She was fine… however the boy… "I smell blood."

It was true. As the crowd took second glances at the lifeless boy, old blood had crusted his wrists and ankles and along the many injuries he sustained.

At once the boy was taken to a spare room: small, cozy, and elegant. It had no expensive vases nor crown moldings, but it radiated an aura of sophistication. It seemed to confirm, yes, the Vongola had money…but they also had style. Soon afterwards, the only doctor in the confines, Lussuria- also the reason why the family strives to have as little injuries as possible- entered and began his examination of the brunette.

Byakuran's eyebrow twitched, before him sat two very nervous and very sweaty subordinates.

Kikyo executed a short bow before opening his mouth to speak…and no words came out. Zakuro was pushed forward, and he too was speechless.

Well, isn't this getting boring..hmm…What did those two do…

"Umm, Byakuran-sama, we have news…" Small, mouse like voices finally managed their way out of Kikyo's mouth.

"Hmm? News?" Byakuran had a deceptively clueless face on, though in reality he already had a bad feeling, the type of emotion that makes him want to kill another employee. He began channeling that emotion into chewing marshmellows.

"Er…Yes, well, you see…"

"Idjit, say it right!"

"Then you say it!"

"Fine! Er… Byakuran-sama, we're sorry to Inform you that your…umm…pet has escaped."

Yes, Byakuran would very much like to kill someone right now, beginning with those airheads in front of him.

"How is he, Lussuria." The doctor had just finished his assessment of the boy, and standing, more like leaning, outside the door was Reborn, most other available men had already left for the new mission and wouldn't be back until tomorrow.

"Ah! Reborn-chan, he's stabilized. I'm running some blood-tests right now, I'll release the status once all the others are back." Lussuria sighed. "He seems to have been through a lot." Reborn stayed silent.

"Poor boy, and he seems so CUTE too! Of course, he's not my type, I need a man to hold me tight and protect me with his bulging muscles."

Before his mind could be contaminated any further, Reborn started to walk away.

"Wait! There's one thing I'm sure of though!" Lussuria called after the retreating back. "The boy won't wake anytime soon, so don't hold your breath."

It's warmer now…where am I?

It feels so soft…is this a bed? It's been so long since I've felt such soft covers though. It reminds me of….home.

Ugh, My eyelids feel so heavy, Why can't I lift them?

So Tired, Maybe I should just sleep some more….

Amidst the sea of fluffy blankets, Tsuna's fingers twitched once, twice before they stilled once more. The moment was fleeting, soon reverting to its state of no animation.

OMAKE!

Tsuna lifted a strange yellow fruit to his lips, it was tangy but sweet. Very sweet.

"Reborn, What's this?"

"Ah, That? That's a pineapple."

Tsuna pursed his lips, such a weird fruit. "Pineapple? That's a strange name… Anyway, where is this from?" The taste seemed to be addicting as he shoveled more into his pink cavern. Licking his lips as a mix of saliva and juice dribbled down his chin.

Reborn smiled, though a very small one, at the cute sight. He wanted to taste the juice still lingering on his face…but, let's just say Reborn will keep Tsuna innocent for now.

"Well, dame-Tsuna, when a pine tree and an apple tree love each other very much…"

Lal, who had been walking by at that moment slammed her fists down upon Reborn's head. "Don't teach him weird things reborn…It's dangerous, Tsuna will actually believe you!"

Don't ask me what the tidbit at the end is, Even I have no idea. Anyway…Reviews fill my motivation and heart. Care to do yourself a favor and take a few minutes to write a reply?