Bunch of Reborn Fic

7/27/2019 Bunch of Reborn Fic

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Okay...I made the characters too OOC in this fic...forgive me! R&R please!

Warnings : a little MPREG, OOC characters, suprising finds, Shounen-Ai, Xanxus and Tsuna and a heck of

a lot more. If there was a T+ rating in Fan Fiction I'd definately rate it.

Sob. Sob.

Xanxus ( That's right, the fella with the black hair and looks like a demon...and is probably the most

badass person there is on the show) wondered what was going though his only daughter's mind as he

passed her room on the way to his pushes the door open, letting some light into the dark room. Hesilently walks to the gothic bed, where a small little girl is hiding under the covers, sobbing quietly.

"Fiorella, what's wrong?" he asks as he sits next to the girl." Nothing, papa" she said between her sobs."

You know, you could always tell me, or your uncles about anything, Fiorella" he says while gently pulling

the blanket off her.A small, skinny, precious child was crying, hugging a liger plushy. She has short, spiky

black hair, just as black as her father and just as messy as her 'mother'. Her skin was tanned, like him

too. Her eyes were different, though. She had one bright red eye, like her father, while the other was a

sweet caramel brown. She was wearing a pair of black shorts and a red shirt. Being small, she's often

mistaken to be really young.

Anything?" she asked" Anything" Xanxus said while scooping the young girl, along with her liger carried

her out of the room, and went down to meet the others at the kitchen.

" Hey! That's mine!"

"Ushishishi, the prince shall take whatever he wants"

" Bel-sempai, I think that Luss-neesan would make more macaroni if you asked him"

" Ushishi, the prince doesn't want to"

" VOOOOIIIII! LUSSURIAAA! WHERE'S MINE?"

" ~~Coming, Squ-chan!~~"

Belphegor tripped Levi and he went flying. Along with his fresh, steaming bowl of macaroni which flew

past Xanxus's head as he opened the kitchen door. If he didn't manovered his whole body, that would

have already hit Xanxus and worse, scarred Fiorella.

* Crossed marks forms on his head*

" WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, TRASH?" he shouted

The Varia quieted down, seeing their leader and his teary daughter at the door. They turned to sit politely.

" Why is the Princess crying?" asked Belphegor, who had a soft side for the apple of Xanxus's eye and a

certain froggy.

" You can tell us anything, Ella-chan! Did you break up with a boyfriend?" Lussuria asked as he dished out

a plate of Mac n Cheese for Xanxus.

" No way, Luss-okasa.They said that Oto-chan was a whore for wanting to be with Papa and was just

waiting to be fucked up so he could have me at school" she said while hugging the liger plushy closer as

Xanxus placed her on a chair " I wanted to say something but then they ganged up on me. Chou-chan,

Hiko-yan and Shi-tan were in detention while Ame-chan, Ama-chan and Tino-chan had tuition...so...I got

hurt a little"

" Those foul mouth peasants! Let the prince take care of them for you, Princess" Belphegor said and

Cheshire-grinned while taking out a few knifes.

" I believe a few strong illusions would make them die from shock" Fran said monotone, yet there was a

subtle tone of hate showing up.

They said that to you darling? Anything else?" Xanxus asked, tucking into his mac n' cheese." They said I

was a freak of nature, because I'm small and my eyes are a different colour. They also said that I wasn't

fit to be the Vongola eleventh or Varia's boss" she said, taking a bowl of macaroni from Lussuria.

Is that so? What family are they from?" Xanxus asked

" Corenzo, I guess"

" Boss, should we take care of it or do you want to do it?" Fran asked

" I'll do it. You guys entertain Fiorella while I'm gone. Be good" Xanxus said as he walked though the door


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Fiorella looked at her bowl of mac n' cheese. She didn't really wanted to eat." Ella-chan, you should you

should eat if you want to grow up big and strong like your daddy and uncles! If you want, I'll sneak you a

scoop of gelato before bed" Lussuria said while scooping some of the macaroni and attempted to feed

Fiorella

"Luss-okasan, I'm ten years old already. You don't have to feed me" Fiorella said as she just let Lussuria

feed her" Voi! Why didn't you fight back?" Squalo asked" Otou-chan said it isn't right to fight" she said as

she hugged her liger plushy, the one that she got from her 'mother' five years shuddered at the word

'otou-chan'. They remembered what it was like, back in those days.

( FLASHBACK)

" Otou-chan!" yelled a small black haired girl as she ran to meet the tall brunette. She could only hug hisslacks

" Fiorella, what are you doing, staying up this late" the brunette said while scooping the little girl up

" VOII! SHE WAITED FOR YOU, THAT'S WHY!"Squalo shouted, making the brunette's ears go deaf

" Squalo-sempai, you shouldn't make people go deaf"

" Ushishishi, Tuna-peasant, you shouldn't make the princess wait for you"

" Ah, Fiorella, look what Otou-chan got for you" the tall brunette said while taking something out of hissuitcase. A white liger was taken out, it looked just like Bester!

" Otou-chan got this for Fiorella?" she asked while hugging the plushy

" Of course I did, for my darling daughter!" he said and twirled the child around

" AHH! OTOU-CHAN! LET ME DOWN!" the black haired girl shouted and laughed

" Put Fiorella down before she falls down" a baritone voice said

" Papa!" she said and managed to escaped from the vice grip the tall brunette had on her

" Where the fuck have you been?"Xanxus said as he grabbed the brunette and spun him around

" WHAAAA! XANXUS, PUT ME DOWN" the brunette shouted and giggled like a schoolgirl.

They were happy, for once.

That was before Tsuna had the meeting with Byakuran, before the whole ten year ordeal.

Before Tsuna had gone missing.

After Byakuran had died of mysterious circumstances soon after that.

Xanxus was left to take care of the future blood of Vongola, the only remaining one, unless he'd get a

wife. No way in hell would he cheat his Tsuna-fish, especially after his only daughter was born. The small

child resembled Tsuna so much, yet, she also had some of Xanxus's traits. Such as the Flame of Wrath

and his Storm Flame. Fiorella could use all of the Flames and managed to go into Hyper Dying Will Mode

at the age of 6, after getting lost in the mansion. It was a cold and stormy night. Thunder clapped

furiously, waking her up. Trying to get to her father's room, she got lost and activated the Sky Hyper

Dying Will Mode, notifying her status as one of the sucessors of the Vongola. Shockwaves were felt

through the world, as a new Sky was awakened.

Soon after that, the 11th Vongola Famiglia started to form. Sure 'no one' noticed that they were actuallybrought together for this one purpose since they were born. Hitsuzen (Yuuko Ishihara says that inXXXholic) is a strange thing.

Gokudera's son, Gokudera "Tino-chan" Santino, 11 years old. A natural born Storm Flame user, he has

known Fiorella and Natsuame since they were toddlers. Just like his dad, he was overprotective over her,

filling out the Right Hand man position with ease. It was easy to notice him in a crowd. He had soft, sliky

sliver hair that reached his shoulders, just like his dad, yet blue-green eyes of his unknown mother. It is

said that Gokudera lost her in a shootout between the Millefiore and the Vongola, as she was a hitman,

ranked 5th respectively in Sicily.

Yamamoto's son, Yamamoto "Ame-chan" Natsuame, 11 years old. A Rain Flame user and a rather skillful

one at that, best friends with Santino and Fiorella. He is alert and cold to most people, unlike his father.

He only opens up to the other guardians and his few friends. His sea foam green hair and killer instincts

was what made him stand out. His eyes were the exact shade of his father. Prefer's to be alone, readbooks and practice kendo when not around the Family. His mother is currently working in Dubai, killing

off a few enemies of the Vongola.


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Ryohei's son, Sasagawa "Hiko-yan" Akihiko, 13 years old. A Sun Flame user, his tall figure is the usual

feature that steals the girls away, while playing notorious tricks on the teachers. White blond hair

gracefully swept to cover his right eye, while his left eye is a brilliant sliver. Not many know about his

blind right eye, only fellow guardians and a few others. His mother is currently M.I.A.

Hibari's son/daughter, Hibari "Shi-tan" Shi, 13 years old. The calm second in command of the F3S is still

classifies as unknown when asked about his/her gender. Hibari refuses to tell while Shi isn't bothered.

Because of the school's gender ambigious uniform, it is hard to know what gender he/she is. His/Her hair

is black, with strips of red and blue. One of his eyes was blue while the other was red, since his/her'mother' is Mukuro. He/She inherited all of the abilities of his/her parents. An aspiring pianist, the Cloud

Guardian can also use Mist and Rain flames. The only time he/she actually lost his/her cool, had to be no

told in this fic because of the violence.

Last but not least was Chrome's twins, Amato "Ama-chan" and Chou "Chou-chan" Dokuro, 12 years old.

Carbon copies of their mother, their violet hair sticks up like a pineapple naturally and sharing the Mist

Guardian position. Amato is smaller than Chou, spends most of his time swimming in the stream in the

forest near the mansion while Chou reads a horror novel. Chou is the rowdiest person in the F3S, an

acronym of the Furious Threesome, being the leader.

" Uncle Bel, Uncle Fran, Uncle Squalo, last one to the TV Room is a rotten egg!" Fiorella shouted and ran

" That little rascal, come here, VOI!"

" Ushishishi, better hurry froggy"

" Ah, to be young" Lussuria said while sighing.

After getting over the shock of getting Tsuna pregnant, Xanxus vowed to stay by his side, for, it was

about Vongola's fate. The Ninth had already past away, a few years back. So it was up to them to teach

the new blood of Vongola. Reborn went missing along with Tsuna. So, it was up to him.

And then, Fiorella came into their lives. The little bundle of joy grew up from a small baby to a cute little

girl. She had her father's hair and skin and her "mother's" ability to be kind to everyone. She didn't really

liked Levi, and neither him her but they were always there for each other. Belphagor,Fran, Lussuria and

Squalo loved her like their own daughter.

Life was hard for her, being the offspring of two males ( don't ask me how! I'm just making this up but

there is such a thing, in fiction!) People made fun of her daily. Not only because of her parentage, but

also because of her eyes.Her weird but beautiful eyes. A mixture of Xanxus and Tsuna.

As they were watching My Neighbour Totoro on the plasma TV, a person looked at them from afar.

The tall shadow looked on, expensive Armani suit shining in the dark.

"How long do you intend to stay like this, Tuna?"

The person looked behind to meet Xanxus.

" Hey"

" I asked you a question, Tuna"

" I think she'll be better off without me"

" Really? Because it doesn't seem so. She's just like you" he said while pulling Tsuna close.

Tsuna snuggled into Xanxus's chest, breathing in his Hugo Boss perfume, savouring the light 'thump-

thump' of Xanxus's heart. Tears threatened to fall out of his eyes. Oh, how he yearned for this

" I've been gone for what? Two years?"

" Three. Three years, 4 months, 25 days and 3 hours" he says, pausing at every word to kiss Tsuna

gently on the lips.

" Xanxus...what if she doesn't like me?" the brunette says, voice beginning to sway as Xanxus smooths

down his untame-ly locks,

" She will. Trust me, my little Tsuna-fish" Xanxus says, offering a small smile to him

" But...I left her for three years! On her birth...d...d"

" You had to, I know you did. If I was forced to make the same choices, I would have gone too"


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I'm a horrible parent!" Tsuna says as he breaks down. Xanxus just hugs him tight, letting Tsuna free

three years old bottled up emotions. Fat tears flow out of a crying brunette.

" Shhhhh...It's okay, Tsuna. It's okay" the taller male says, rubbing the fragile boy like adult's back in

circle motions while singing a soft lullaby. IT was the same one the Ninth sang him when he couldn't

sleep when he first came to the mansion. Man, he had to thank the old man for teaching him how to sing.

yuki akari honoka ni,

tsuki no kage wo tetasu,hana-bira ga azayaka ni,akaku iro-zuku.

mai-ochiru shizuku ga,minamo yurashi kieru,oto no nai nukumori ga,futari wo tsutsun de.

kari tomoru ko-michi,hutari arui teta ne,nee kuchi-zusamu uta ga,machi ni magi-rete yurete,saka ni tsuzuku ishi-datami,

kogoe-ru suashi de,doko made mo yukeru to shinji-te ita yo,

The crying leasens and becomes sobbing. Xanxus kisses away the tears, knowing that it's just too much

for the man to handle it.

toraware-teta kago no kotori ga,habata-ku toki wa kuru node shou kaanata no namida uke-tome rareru nara,mou kono-mama demo kamawa-nai kara,

yami ni ukabu hotaru ga,honoo no yoni yura-meku,kiri to chiru hito-toki wo,mabuta ni nokoshi te,

kage ga utsuru madobe futari waratte tane,nee midare-ta kami ga kaze ni nagare-te yure-te,kata yose-ai atata-meru jikan wo,itsu-mademo issho ni tsumui-de itai,

KOKORO, Ti Amo Tsunayoshi, mio dolce amore. (1)

Real Men Take Bubble Baths

In Tsuna's nine years as Vongola boss, he had never stumbled across anything that could inspire true fear

in him. Yes, he'd come across annoying people trying to kill him but that was nothing new. Villains that

insisted the Vongola Famiglia was to blame for everything bad in their lives seen it, done it, let's move

on. The only thing in Tsuna's life that had ever inspired true fear in him (besides Reborn) was Xanxus,

but that had been back when Tsuna was still a baby in the mafia world. The years had hardened him; he

had come across horrific and disgusting acts that most would have vomited at. However, with Reborn'sguidance and his friends beside him, he had dealt with them without taking too much mental damage.

And now, in the prime of his life, he was a well-known man in the mafia world. Other bosses treated him

with respect, and did as he asked without too many complaints. That wasn't to say that Tsuna was the

best, and that all other mafia leaders feared him. No, it was more than that. They had heard of his

abilities on and off the field, and knew just how powerful he was. With an armada they might perhaps

knock him down, but without it they didn't stand a chance.

The sole exception to this seemed to be the Varia; regardless of how famous or powerful Tsuna grew to

be, they still treated him like a second-rate leader incapable of remembering the slightest thing. Squalo

shouted that Takeshi was an idiot for not taking up the way of the sword, and that the stupid boss over

there had better remember that the papers needed to be signed; Lussuria flirted with Ryohei (who took

the flattering deadpan and thanked him for the compliments) while reminding Tsuna not to leave things

in the laundry/sink/microwave/oven/electronic device too long; Belphagor made fun of Gokudera whilecalling Tsuna stupid for forgetting to tell them the slightest thing about their missions, including who

would be there and who was on which side. Xanxus stayed off the communicator, with the exception of


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the occasion threat directed via earpiece. Fran had no interest in them, and Mammon didn't care if it

didn't earn him any money.

For the most part Tsuna avoided Xanxus and the Varia. However, every now and again the time would

come for him to pay a much-hated trip to the Varia base and discuss things with Xanxus that couldn't be

discussed over the communicator. Secret Vongola things that Reborn would chide him for being so

cowardly with, and insist that he and Xanxus would work together better once they were in the same

room.

Which was a lie.

This time, Tsuna was heading over to plan an upcoming attack on one of the lesser Families that decided

the Varia were weak little monkeys that needed the Vongola to back them up. Tsuna had gotten the

base's plans, meaning he simply needed to tell Xanxus where to go and where everyone would more than

likely be gathered at. The rest would be up to Xanxus.

Except when he got there, Xanxus was nowhere to be found. He wasn't in his room, which was odd

enough, but neither was he in the kitchen bitching at the chiefs, nor was he in any of the guest rooms

picking on his subordinates. It was weird.

It wasn't until he was on the first floor for the third time that Lussaria popped in, offered him a drink of

water (unpoisoned) and told him that the boss was in the bathroom having himself a bath. Xanxus had

left word that the trash was to get his ass in there once he arrived. Tsuna stuttered a thank-you and

hastened off in the direction pointed, all the while trying to ignore the nagging feeling in the back of hisskull telling him that something unpleasant awaited him on the other side of the door.

He opened the door without looking up, which was probably a bad thing. "Xanxus, here's the plans for

the" he trailed off as he realized what he was looking at. In front of him sat Xanus, chin-deep in

steaming water and pink bubbles. He also had a rubber ducky on top of his head, which waskind of

cute actually. It made him look slightly less murderous, at any rate.

Xanxus didn't so much as bat an eye at the Vongola's stunned expression, and merely ordered, "Oi,

trash, hand me that lufa, would you?"

Needless to say, Tsuna had now found something that frightened him more than a hundred Reborns. He

quickly did as ordered, then went on with the meeting, all the while trying his hardest not to look Xanxus

directly in the eye (which was a lot harder than it originally sounded), instead focusing on including as

many details as possible.

When the end of the meeting came about, Tsuna returned to Japan and tried to forget exactly what he'd

just seen. When Reborn asked him if everything had gone well, Tsuna merely nodded dumbly and went to

go run himself a bubbly bath, complete with rubber ducky.

Night Fever

Reborn was a very jealous and possessive person.

Ask any of his comrades, or any of his former Arcobaleno partners, and they'll tell stories of how

protective and stubborn Reborn was when it came to his various lovers. The only people who got treated

the same as his lovers withoutbeing his lowers were his students Dino and Tsuna also had to deal withtheir share of possessive and jealous behavior. Provided, his behavior in baby form was much more

subtle, and most passed it off as a simple desire to protect his charges. In actuality, it was him making

sure no one tried to teach something to his students that he hadn't taught them. Those that attempted it

were quickly reprimanded (shot) and the errant student punished for wandering.

His bond with Dino had been strong, but his bond with Tsuna was even stronger. Tsuna fought for him,

fought to protect his friends, and took steps Dino had never had to take. He matured quickly, coming to

realize that whether he wanted to or not, he would have to someday become the Tenth. Once that had

happened, it had only been a matter of time before Tsuna accepted his role as leader and stopped

complaining every time Reborn did something or said something.

Thinking back, that had been the turning point in the relationship, and the start of Reborn's almost

nightly dreams. It had also been when Tsuna had started trying to walk on his own two feet instead of

relying on Reborn all the time. The Arcobaleno had cursed his fate; turned into a baby, he was unable to

do anything about his needs and was forced to stay just as Tsuna's tutor, nothing more.

And then Tsuna broke the curse, and he was no longer a baby, but his normal hitman self. Only a week

later, Tsuna had come home ecstatic beyond belief a girl from his class had asked him out. And thenanother, and then another. One by one they came and asked Tsuna out, and while Nana was ecstatic

beyond belief that her baby boy was growing up, Reborn felt like hurting something every time it was

mentioned.


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Naturally, with his adult body back, Reborn wasn't able to follow Tsuna like he had done once-upon-a-

time, but he was able to keep an eye on him through the use of various alleys and dark spots. His stealthwas part of his status; without it, he wouldn't be the number-one hitman.

As he leaned against the wall, the previous evening's conversation ran back through his head, making

him grit his teeth in annoyance.

"So, got any plans tonight, Dame-Tsuna?" The hitman asked, polishing his guns from his hammock.When the teen looked up at him with those brown eyes, Reborn resisted the urge to grab a fistful of thebrown locks and tilt his head back until his neck was bared. Would Tsuna struggle, he wondered, ifReborn forced him down like that?

He was lost in thought, and so missed the queer upturn of Tsuna's lips. "A couple. Some girls asked meto meet them at a caf."

Caf? Girls? Wait that implied more than one. Reborn's grip on his gun tightened a little. "Oh really?That's kindof them." He spat the word like it was poison, focusing on polishing the gun with greatvigor, despite the fact that it was already perfectly clean.

"I'm guessing you don't mind? Me dating, going out every night?" Tsuna raised a brow, the queer smilefaint on his lips. Reborn snarled softly.

"Do what you want, Stupid-Tsuna. Just tell me the name of the caf so I can come get you in case youget yourself drugged."

He swore that he wasn't in love with the boy. He told himself that it was just part of his nature, that he

was doing this for the boy's own good. After all, No-Good Tsuna didn't know how to handle girls, and he

was a known expert when it came to females. He would watch, he thought as he loaded his weapons

under his jacket, and he would give advice if it was needed.

That had been three hours ago.

Now, he stood in a nearby alley in the darkness of the night, watching with narrowed eyes as his student

and the girl he was with what was her name again? Yuri? Yuna? It didn't matter laughed at something

she had said. He looked happy, Reborn thought, pulling the gun from its holster and cocking it carefully.

There were three bullets in the chamber one was an ordinary bullet, and the other two were bullets

with tranquilizer powder in them. They hit the target and exploded, blowing the powder out and sending

whoever it made contact with or who breathed it in to sleep.

He could use that, he thought carefully; fire the actual bullet, hit the girl, and then use the bulletsremaining to put Tsuna down. He would lie later, say he had been passing for a cup of espresso when the

bullet had gone off; he had been able to save Tsuna, but not the girl. Tsuna would cry, weep pitifully in

that way that always made him look beautiful regardless of age, and Reborn could comfort him. And if it

should happen again, if Tsuna should meet another girl, then he could pull the same stunt. Tsuna would

soon fear going out with girls, and trust only him, his number-one hitman. By that time, it would be alltoo easy to lure the boy to his bed, and he could finallyhave what he'd wanted for the past four years ofhis life.

But no, he couldn't. Even as much as he wanted to, as much as it would please him to have Tsuna in his

bed and by his side, moaning his name and clinging to him, his student wasn't so stupid anymore. He

would catch on to who had done the shooting, and then he'd be mad. Pissed, possibly. He might even try

to kill Reborn. And then where would all his plans be?

Sighing under his breath, Reborn unloaded the gun, pocketed the bullets and the gun, and then startedoff towards home, never seeing Tsuna's eyes move from the girl's up to where he was, or the smile that

curved his face.

Tsuna came home around eleven at night, an hour before Reborn's curfew, and ten minutes before his

mother's. Greeting his mother and a sleepy Lambo, he kissed the younger boy on the forehead and urged

him off to bed. Lambo had grown some in the recent years and come to see Tsuna as a sort of older

brother. He always made sure to stay up and see Tsuna before going to sleep, even if he stayed up late

into the night. He regretted it the next morning when he had school, but it was a small regret compared

to not being able to see his big sibling.

Shrugging off his coat and putting it away, he headed up to his room where Reborn was curled up in his

hammock, snoring quietly. Smiling knowingly, Tsuna undid his shirt and pants, exchanging them for apair of loose drawstring sweats and a ratty old t-shirt. Padding over, he turned off the lights and then

padded back, pausing by Reborn's bed as he did so. In the darkness, he could hear Reborn's breathing,

slow and smooth.


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Carefully leaning over the hitman, Tsuna gently dropped a kiss onto his cheek, whispering, "Good night,

Reborn," before moving back and curling up in his own bed, smiling when he realized he could no longer

hear Reborn's breathing.

Seconds later, Tsuna found himself yanked out of bed and pinned against the wall, Reborn gripping the

front of his shirt in a way that left no doubt in anyone's mind what he was feeling at that moment. Black

eyes glittering dangerously, Reborn hissed, "What do you think you're doing, Tsunayoshi?"

Playing the part he had been assigned, Tsuna gave the older male his best wide-eyed angel look

something that would have stunned anyone else into submission but hardly affected Reborn and said,

"I was just saying goodnight, Reborn."

The eyes grew even colder. They both knew that this would go one of two ways tonight and that Tsuna

held that decision alone. It was slightly comforting and slightly disconcerting at the same time. "Don't

play with me, brat."

"I'm not playing, Reborn." And suddenly, that look was gone. "Besides, shouldn't that be myline? Withthe way you've been stalking me recently and watching me with those girls, I would think it's you who'splaying with me. Or am I mistaken and there's another drop-dead-gorgeous Italian hitman with a CZ-75and a green chameleon that I'm not aware of sneaking around town?" When he received no reply, he

scoffed. "Yeah, didn't think so."

Reborn's eyes were unreadable, but his clenched jaw was making a number of things perfectly clear. "I

only followed you to make sure those women weren't from a rival Family. Regardless of that however, youshould know how dangerous I can get when angered. After all, I was your tutor for a number of years."

He ran a finger over Tsuna's neck, some part of him relishing in the small shiver it elicited.

"Of course you were, and now you want to change that." Tsuna said, speaking in a tone that normally

Reborn would use. It was patient, yet somehow condescending and snarky at the same time. Reborn

glared at him in an attempt to make it stop, but it only made the teen smile. "You know, I would have

expected a bit more bravery from you, Reborn. I expected you to pin me to the bed and demandfor meto become your lover. I never thought I would actually have to draw you out. You must be pretty old if

you can't even do this the proper way."

Something in that sentence made Reborn see red. Whatever it was, his hand tightened on Tsuna's shirt

just before he threw the boy down on the bed, tearing the shirt aside in one harsh rip. Tsuna's smirk was

still in place, confidence oozing off of him. Reborn found it infuriating. Loosening his tie, he snarled,

"Insolent boy, I'll make you regret those words."Tsuna's only response was to smile.

Later, when both appetites were sated and Tsuna was lying in bed on his belly with Reborn sitting beside

him smoking a cigarette, Tsuna brought up something that had been bothering Reborn since he'd walked

through the door. "They weren't my dates, you know."

Reborn paused, cigarette halfway to his mouth. "What?"

"The girls. They weren't dates they wanted me to show them around Japan. They were foreigners."

There was a certain note in Tsuna's voice that said he obviously would never go out with just anyone, butReborn was ignoring it in favor of the realization that he had been stalking his student and having wet

dreams for absolutely nothing. The problem could have been fixed ages ago but it hadn't been, allbecause Tsuna had played him.

Somehow, he was both proud and infuriated. He was proud as the boy's tutor he was finally showing

the skills in deception he wanted all those years ago; but he was infuriated as a male - the brat actuallyhad the nerve to play him like that, knowing what he knew. In a battle between pride or fury, the fury

won hands-down.

Popping his neck and his wrists with a quick motion, he placed the cigarette in an ashtray, rubbing the

ashes against the bowl to put it out, and then turned to Tsuna, who was watching him through one lazy

eye. "Tsunayoshi."

"Mm-hm?" There's a smirk on his face. Reborn felt his fury turn into lust.

"I'm afraid I have some bad news. Due to recent developments that is to say you being a bad boy I'mafraid you won't be leaving this bed anytime soon." And he leaned down over his student, hips nudging

hips.

"Oh dear," Tsuna simpered, winding his arms around Reborn's neck and pulling him down, "Then I

supposed I should be punished, shouldn't I? Do have mercy on me, master."Throwing caution to the


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wind, he ground their hips together and hissed in pleasure when Reborn's teeth found the junction in his

neck. When the hitman raised his head again, there was a streak of red on his lower lip.

"I'm afraid mercyisn't on tonight's menu. Tomorrow isn't looking so good, either. As a matter of a fact "With a quick thrust he was back in the tight heat, smiling a demon's smile as his boy screamed beneath

him and asked for more, "I don't think the word mercyeven comes into play."

And suddenly, Tsuna was very, very glad he had had Reborn soundproof the room and get a bolt for the

doors. He just hoped none of his Guardians panicked when he didn't show up for class for the next few

weeks. Possibly a month.

Yeah, definitely a month.

Teacher, Our Teacher

With the Arcobaleno curse gone, Reborn was free to return to his normal body, which, until now had not

aged a day. He was still the same young man he'd been prior to all of this, although his students certainly

were not. Tsuna turned eighteen the day the curse broke, and Dino was twenty-six by that time. Both

boys were old enough to lead the Families they had gathered, and continued to do so.

Time marched on, but Reborn never forgot. He remembered the day he arrived at the Cavallone estate

and met Dino. The boy had been as idiotic as Tsuna, and twice as clumsy. Bombs and bullets had

sharpened his mind, and men and whip tamed the clumsiness. He became a man, no longer a student.

Reborn let him go, and was proud to say goodbye.

His next target was Tsuna. No-good in anything he did, unmotivated; in some ways he was far worse

than Dino. But he also held a determination that roared to life once Reborn dumped enough oil over it,

and a needto protect his friends that was almost frightening. Reborn used that, and molded the boy intothe image he needed the Boss he needed to become. They faced trials Reborn and Dino had never gone

through, crossed lines that were constantly shifting, and said things that meant two different things. And

then, just like Dino, Tsuna grew into a Boss.

And Reborn was forced to let him go.

Now it was years later, and the two had both settled down and were raising their own families. Reborn no

longer needed to worry; the two idiots had grown into two fine men. They no longer needed him. Reborn

stayed nearby however, just in case.

On the eve of his thirtieth birthday, Reborn was reclining on the couch in his house, fedora over his eyes

and Leon on his perch beside him. A scent suddenly invaded his nose, a scent that did not belong in hishouse. He jerked up, reaching for his gun, only to find it gone, and the two idiotic students standing over

him, grinning.

"Heya Reborn." The two greeted; stifling a snarl, he bopped them both on the head and was satisfied

when they gave a familiar whine of "Ow, was that necessary, Reborn?" and "Ow ow ow, Reborn you're so

mean!" Nostalgia hit then, and for a second the hitman thought he saw those two idiot boys again, Tsuna

with his mittens on rubbing his head and Dino on the ground, looking worn out. Then he blinked and the

image was gone. "What do you two idiots want? I'm trying to relax here." He growled, flopping back on

the couch and moving to pull the fedora over his eyes. However, Tsuna grabbed the fedora and tossed it

away, ignoring the glare sent to him by his teacher, and instead held out a bouquet of pink, purple and

red flowers. "Happy birthday, teacher."

After a moment Dino did the same, pulling out a second bouquet and offering them. Staring at them,

taking in the color's meanings, Reborn felt something like happiness rise up inside of him. These twowere still idiots, it seemed. "You twohonestly. Breaking into a hitman's house just to deliver flowers.

You're such idiots."

Despite the tone of his voice, there was a smile on his face and a look in his eyes that the two boys easily

recognized. Eyes misty, they knelt down and hugged their former teacher. Reborn placed the bouquets

down and returned the hug, refusing to admit that these two were starting to feel less like students and

more like sons to him.

"Idiots. If I get sick from the flowers, I'll shoot you in your sleep." Thank you for the flowers. I love youboth.

"That's fine then."

"Yeah, that's cool."

You're the best teacher in the world, we won't ever forget you. We love you.


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Color symbolism

Pink Joy, youth, innocence

Purple admiration, accomplishment

Red passion, love, courage

Service With A Smile

He remembered her.

Her smile, her laugh; her sheer amount of cheerfulness, enough to rival his own. The girl with the Sky

Pacifier was dead now, buried next to her beloved right hand man Gamma. Yet the feelings invoked by

her death had not gone away. No, Tsuna still carried them deep inside his heart, the feelings of

utter helplessness created by the girl with the golden smile and kind heart.

And as the days went by, the feelings only got worse. He began snapping at anyone that came near him,

and was testy with those around him. His Guardians fretted, his mother worried, and even Lambo

seemed frightened of him. In an effort to make peace with everyone, Tsuna began to shut himself away

in his room, coming downstairs only to eat a few quick bites and then heading back upstairs. This way, no

one got the raw side of his temper, and he was left to his pathetic excuse for peace.

He wanted to kill something.

He wanted to scream.

He wanted to howl to the sky, demand to know why, why had it been her? Anyone of them would havesacrificed themselves in her place, Tsuna included.

But he couldn't do any of those things. Because, as Reborn had told him a million times, some things

weren't befitting of a boss. He was supposed to be proud, calm and collected. Not crazy and running

around with his Dying Will flame cranked up to abnormal standards, hunting down the former arcobaleno

Reborn because he needed a challenge and was feeling suicidal enough to attempt to take the hitman onby himself.

No, he wasn't supposed to do that.

But he was. He flew towards the island where Reborn's challenge had once been held, anger burningbehind his retinas and his heart beating a furious pace. At this point, he wasn't sure if he was completely

sane or not; after all, he was rushing out at the crack of dawn to fight Reborn, who'd swore that if theyever got into a real fight, he'd wipe the floor with Tsuna's bunch. But Tsuna wasn't thinking about Reborn

wiping the floor with him, he wasn't thinking about the danger of fighting against Reborn; he wasn't

afraid for his life for once.

He wantedto fight.

Reborn was on the same rock he'd been on during the trial, long legs crossed over one another as he

stared up at the night sky. "Dame-Tsuna. You look like you're in pain."

Tsuna didn't say anything, gauntlets flaring as his flames began to prepare for the X-Burner.

Reborn didn't say or do anything, merely continued to watch the sky, occasionally turning his head to

peer a different way.

The gauntlets flew out, one pointing behind and blasting the area with red-hot heat as the second came

up to point at Reborn.

"X-Burner." The word was whispered.

The flames flew towards Reborn with the same intensity he'd hit Byakuran with. Reborn's head snapped

to the side and in a flash his gun was out, a bullet blasting through the X-Burner. When both bullet and

flames were gone, Reborn spoke.

"Dame-Tsuna. What are you doing?"

"Fight me." Tsuna hissed, golden eyes narrowing. Reborn tilted his head, eyes curious beneath the brim

of his fedora. He regarded Tsuna for a long moment, neither moving. Then he nodded.

"Alright."


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Tsuna blasted towards him, the leashed feelings of the past few days escaping their confines and making

the flames on Tsuna's forehead and hands surge brilliantly. Reborn didn't move to the side or attempt to

dodge. He lifted his gun, and fired the second bullet of the evening.

Their fight became a twisted dance of sorts; both equal with one another in speed, neither one willing to

surrender. Had Tsuna been in his right mind, he would have noticed that he and Reborn were now on

equal strengths as well, and a single shove he gave sent Reborn flying. Both landed plenty of hits within

the first five minutes; Reborn's gun doing just as much damage as Tsuna's deranged punches. Both got

up after being knocked down and surged back into the fight, barely any change in their expression.

Tsuna wasn't sure how much time passed during their fight. He recalled that the sky turned dark a few

times before going back to light, but that could have just been the impact of Reborn's fist against his face

when he got too close. All he knew was he needed to get rid of these feelings about Yuni, and Reborn was

the key to doing just that.

The sky darkened and returned to light twice more, and on the third time, Tsuna's legs gave out.

He sat on the ground, entire body shaking from the force of keeping his Dying Will on so long. His

breathing was ragged, and he felt sick to his stomach. Across from him, Reborn was panting as he leaned

over, gun held at the ready.

Reborn's legs were also shaking.

Tsuna tried to force himself up, only to find his legs wouldn't move. His muscles had cramped up, and

there would be no moving them until they relaxed. The feelings in his heart hadn't yet been assuaged,

although they'd died down quite a bit.

When he tried to rise again and failed, Reborn heaved a sigh and lowered his gun. "Dame-Tsuna," he

said, register low, "why did you come here? More importantly, why are you still trying so hard to fight

when you're body is telling you otherwise? What are you trying to prove?"

"I-" Tsuna choked on the words. What was he trying to prove? "It's my fault. I was too nave. I wastoo stupid. I-" Tears overwhelmed him, and the teen dropped to his hands and knees, the sheer amountofhurtin his heart bowling him over. "I failed as a leader. I failed as a friend. I failed her, and now it's myfault she's dead."

Any other time, he would have been ashamed to cry in front of Reborn; Reborn had told him a dozen

times at least that mafia bosses didn't cry. Yet the tears flowed freely, Tsuna too exhausted to fight them

off.Reborn watched him, watched the boy who had been through so much, who had smiled in his darkest

times and fought against the darkness trying to drag him down. This was his stupid, idiotic, too-cheerful

student, Tsunayoshi Sawada that was crying because he was bearing a pain that nobody in the idiot's

Family had noticed him carrying. Reborn sighed.

He crossed the distance between them, picked Tsuna up, then promply gave a sharp yank and tugged

Tsuna forward into a hug, a shadow covering his eyes .

"Stupid boy." He scolded quietly. "What happens on this island stays on this island. You got that?" Feeling

his student's nod against his chest, he sighed and gently carded long fingers through the boy's hair.

"Yuni's death was preordained; none of it was your fault. Yes, it's true that you were stupid and nave,

but that's how you normally are." He shushed Tsuna's slight cry of outrage, tugging on one of the spikes

of hair. "Hush, Dame-Tsuna. Let me finish. Yuni's entire lineage has gone through the same thing, all atdifferent times. Like I explained earlier, she had to do what she did to get you back here to a peaceful

future. If she hadn't done what she did, the Arcobaleno would still be dead, and I wouldn't look like this."

Tsuna's crying began to die down, fading to small sniffles, the scent of espresso, cigarettes and gun

smoke somehow soothing to his broken self. Reborn felt warm, warmer than anyone he'd ever hugged

before. His body warmed the physical hurt, while Reborn's words sunk into his mind and eased the

mental pain.

"Her sacrifice was one that couldn't be avoided, so stop placing so much blame on yourself. You did

everything you could with what you had. Byakuran is gone, the future is peaceful, and you and all your

friends are still very much alive. Besides, she's not gone forever."

"Huh?" Tsuna braved a look up, eyes still a bit watery. Reborn's black eyes glinted down at him in

amusement. "She hasn't even been born yet, silly Dame-Tsuna. Her mother, Aria, is the one holding the

current Sky Pacifier. When Yuni is born, she will take up her mother's place. So stop crying; you and shewill meet again."


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It took a full moment for Tsuna's mind to comprehend the statements made. When he finally realized

what was being said, he turned bright red and buried his face in Reborn's chest. "Y-you meanall this"

"Could have been avoided. You were being a downright drama-queen, Dame-Tsuna." There was pure

amusement in his mentor's voice now, and Tsuna realized what exactly he'd done. He'd attackedReborn,and then criedlike some sissy.

Oh god, Tsuna thought, he's never going to let me live this down!

Reborn already knew where Tsuna's thoughts were, and he merely shook his head and lifted his studentup in his arms. Tsuna jerked, shocked when his feet left the ground. "W-what? Reborn?"

"Be quiet, Dame-Tsuna. You can't walk back by yourself; you've exhausted yourself. Go to sleep."

"B-but what about you?"

"I've got plenty of energy left, idiotic student. That little tussle was nothing more than a warm up. Now

shut up and go to sleep."

On cue, a wave of exhaustion took over the boy, and he sagged in his mentor's strong arms. "I really

overdid ithuh?" he yawned, eyes sliding closed. Reborn watched him for a moment before chuckling and

heading towards the hospital.

"He should be dead."Verde's words held a note of astonishment. "How on earth is he still alive?"

After Reborn had checked Tsuna into the hospital for severe exhaustion, he'd gone to see Verde on

Tsuna's condition. The green ex-Arcobaleno, needless to say, was shocked.

"You and he fought for three days, Reborn. Neither of you noticed the time that went by because youwere too intent on surviving. That boy had his Dying Will flame activated for three days; by all means he

should be dead."

Reborn chuckled from where he leaned against the wall, picking up his gun and opening it to show Verde

the bullets. The scientist's eyebrows lifted. "Are those what I think they are?"

"Of course."

"So let me get this straight you knewthat the boy would seek you out in his berserk state, and you

fought him with Life Energizing pills?"

"Every time he was on the brink of death I shot one. Luckily for me, he didn't dodge them, or he'd be six

feet under by now."

"And how many times did you shoot him over the course of three days?"

"Sixty-six times."

Verde's eyes went wide. "S-S-SIXTY-SIX? That boy won't be able to move a muscle! He'll be useless for a

month at the very least!"

Reborn smirked. "I know. I figured Dame-Tsuna needs some time to sort himself out. After everything

that's gone on, a vacation from the chaos of the outside world will do him good. His friends feel the

same. They were the ones that told me of Tsuna's recent temper that's what tipped me off."

"Soit wasn't so much knowledge as"

"A hunch. Pure and simple."

Verde threw his hands into the air. "Argh! It's people like you that make it impossible to get any scientific

facts out of cases like this! Honestly, Reborn, that boy would have diedif your hunch was wrong. If youkeep being so careless with him, you're going to lose him!"

"No," Reborn intoned, eyes glinting, "I won't."

"Tsuna!"

"Tenth!"

"Yamamoto, Gokudera! What are you guys doing here?" Tsuna had woken to his friend's concerned faceshovering over his own.


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