Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! is owned by Akira Amano. The Gamer belongs to Sangyoung Seong and Sang-a.

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This is set in the summer timeskip in chapter 7

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Tsuna had been to festivals before, but this was different. Oh, there were stalls and there were lanterns and there was music, but something was added.

Maybe it was a few new stalls to the festival. Maybe it was the friends (actual friends) that came along with him. Or maybe it was the floating pop-up box in front of Tsuna, that said "Special Event Occuring: Hanabi. Oh no! The incompetent firework technicians have misplaced some of the fireworks. Get back at least five (5) fireworks within two hours, or there will be a terrible show. Reward: +200 XP 10,000 yen and a spectacular firework show."

"Huh?" said Tsuna, blinking at the quest.

"Hm? Something wrong Tsuna?" Hana asked.

"A-ah. There's another special event going on…"

"Hahi, really?" Haru said from behind Tsuna. Tsuna jumped. "What's going on this time?" she continued, oblivious to Tsuna's shock.

"U-um, well…" Tsuna explained the event to his friends.

"Ooo, sounds fun!" said Haru.

"Yes! But also, we need to make sure the show is extreme for all the little kids! Fireworks are important!" yelled Ryohei.

Hana just sighed and said, "Well, why not I guess."

Then she turned to Tsuna. "We should split up, cover more ground. Invite us all to a party, and then we can message each other when we find something."

Kyoko nodded. "Me and Haru will go together."

"I'll go with Ryohei," said Hana, "otherwise we'll never see him again." They ignored Ryohei's "hey".

"Then, I'll go with…" Tsuna trailed off. He looked at Hibari, who gave him a look that said "No" with all the eloquence and aplomb Hibari normally had. The eloquence and aplomb of an out of control truck. Then Hibari left.

Tsuna looked around, but all his other friends had already left as well. So Tsuna sighed and trudged off.

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"Hey, monkey," Hana said, eye twitching, as she looked up. "I see the first one."

"Really? Where?"

Hana pointed to the bell on top of the Strongman game. Ryohei shouted "EXTREME" as Hana muttered, "How did that even get up there? And how has nobody noticed it?" Because it wasn't a solitary firework, it was a box of fireworks. And NO. ONE. NOTICED. Hana could feel a headache coming on.

"Oi, monkey. Get it down," she ordered.

Now, the strongman game was made for adults, not children. So the manager running the game was slightly concerned at the small, white haired boy that said he wanted to play. He tried to dissuade the boy, not wanting him to start crying when he didn't get it that high. But the child wouldn't be dissuaded.

It didn't matter in the end. The strongman game was made for adults, not children. And certainly not children augmented by the Gamer system.

Ryohei hit the bell so hard it nearly fell of off the stand.

"Oh cool, this counts as two fireworks," said Hana as she examined the box, ignoring the shocked manager behind her.

"EXTREME!" shouted Ryohei as they walked away from the poor man. For the rest of his life, the man would believe that white haired children had abnormal strength. He never tried to prevent a child from participating again.

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"Hey, Haru!" Kyoko said as she pointed at a goldfish scoping game. "Look, I think I see one!"

It was a goldfish-shaped firework, that was somehow both swimming and emitting sparks underwater. Nobody noticed how illogical this was. Not even the two girls.

"Hahi!" Haru crowed. "Don't worry, Haru is the queen of goldfish scoping!"

Kyoko clapped her hands. "I'm good at it too."

"Then lets go!"

Minds determined, both girls kneeled to catch fish.

"I've got it!" Haru cried, but it slipped out of her net.

"Now it's my turn!" said Kyoko. But it slipped out of her net too. Despite the fact that it was a large cardboard firework, it was as slippery as a real fish.

"Kyoko?"

"Yes, Haru?"

"I can't do this without you," Haru said, eyes filled with determination.

"I understand," said Kyoko, meeting that determination with her own.

"BATTLE SISTERS, DUAL ATTACK!" They yelled as they both scoped the fish at once. It was no match for their combined ability.

"Yay, we got it!" they yelled as they held their prize to the sky.

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Tsuna was looking around the fair, all alone. It reminded him of fairs in the past, when he didn't have any friends to help him. Remembering those lonely days reminded him of how he'd used to cry when he was alone and all the other kids called him dame. He could almost hear the way he'd cry.

Wait.

That was actually someone crying.

Tsuna looked around. He was near the edge of the festival.

Out in the darkness was a little kid, sniffling sadly.

"Hey," Tsuna said. "Are you okay?"

The kid sniffed. "No. Go away."

Tsuna moved closer. "Do you want to talk about it?"

The kid sniffled again. Tsuna sat down next to him. Then the kid started to talk.

"Momma's being a liar. She said I'd have friends one day, but I still got none."

Tsuna's heart broke a little.

"You know, my Mama used to tell me that too," Tsuna started. "And I used to think she was a liar too. But not too long ago, a few weeks actually- geez, has it only been a few weeks?- I met my very first friend. And now I have lots of friends, it just took a really long time."

The kid looked up at Tsuna with teary eyes. "Really?" he asked.

"Really."

"Okay," the kid said. He stood up and offered a hand to Tsuna. "Help me find Momma?" he asked.

"Sure," agreed Tsuna, taking the kid's hand. "By the way, have you seen any fireworks lying around? Someone misplaced them."

"What do they look like?"

"Kinda like a brightly colored tube."

"Like this?" The kid took off his backpack and pulled out a firework. Tsuna blinked.

"Yes," he said. "That's a firework. Can I have it, please?"

"Sure."

After that, Tsuna found the kids mom, who was frantic with worry and thanked Tsuna a lot. Tsuna just smiled and said it wasn't a problem.

Then Tsuna headed for the meet-up point.

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"Okay, so we only need one more firework," said Tsuna. "Where haven't we-"

He was interrupted as a firework hit the back of his head.

Tsuna turned around. Behind him stood Hibari, in all his violent glory. Then Tsuna and Hana looked at the firework, noticed how it was splattered with strange red spots, and very carefully Did Not Ask how Hibari had gotten it.

Haru, Kyoko and Ryohei thanked Hibari for the firework.

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The firework show was spectacular. Tsuna and his friends sat in a nice area, gazing up at the night sky as it was torn apart by explosions. For something so violent, it really was quite pretty. It was even prettier when he viewed it with his friends.

Tsuna felt something drip down his face. It took him a few moments to realize he was crying.

"Tsuna! Are you EXTREMELY okay?" Ryohei asked, panicky.

"Yeah," Tsuna said. "I'm just happy you all are here with me. That we're friends."

Everyone cooed at him and agreed. Except for Hibari, who called Tsuna a "sentimental herbivore". He didn't hit Tsuna though, which told him enough of Hibari's own feelings.

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How did Hibari know how parties work? Takes place when Hibari is eight years old.

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Hibari Kyouya was a carnivore.

This was something he knew, deep in his bones.

Other people did not feel this however. They believed that an eight-year-old boy couldn't be dangerous, it was just a phase. Active imagination.

They were all bitten to death.

However, even carnivores got injured sometimes.

Thus, Hibari Kyouya was currently confided to bed, on orders of the doctor, for at least a week.

Now, Hibari enjoyed naps. He didn't mind resting and relaxing. He did mind resting and relaxing for an entire week.

Thus, in hopes of getting him to stay still, Kyouya's caretakers bought him a new pc and a game, World of Battlescape.

Kyouya played the game. He explored misty mountains and deep seas. He rescued princesses and saved warlocks. He bit many, many monsters to death. And he heard tales of great beasts, terrible creatures that armies mobilized to fight. Hibari went to fight these monsters, and was told:

"You must form a party with at least twenty other people to participate in this raid."

Hibari bit the moderator to death.

Hibari was banned from the game.

The pc made a beautiful arc out the hospital window.

And all Hibari Kyouya's caretakers thanked god he at least stayed put for three days.

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From chapter 8

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Fon thought that his nephew was one of the cutest people he had ever met. For all of his bloodthirsty ways, his nephew had such a straightforward manner that Fon couldn't help but be charmed. That is one of the reasons Fon was going to Kyouya's elementary school graduation.

Regrettably, it seemed as though this affection was one-sided. As such, Fon was quite surprised to see Hibari walk around a corner with a white monkey, very similar to Lichi, sitting on his shoulder.

Hibari stopped and looked at Fon.

The Demon of Namimori and the World's Greatest Martial Artist regarded each other.

"What is his name?" Fon asked.

"Mite. They bite lychee trees to death."

Now, every man, once they reach a certain age, realize they need to be able to conceal their emotions. Fon realized this at a very young age, and as such he had mastered the ability to hide everything he felt at a slightly older young age. However, not even his mastery could stand up to such an assault.

Fon cooed at his adorable nephew.

Hibari and Mite decided that Fon needed to die. Now.

As Hibari's face twisted with murderous rage, Fon couldn't help but notice that Mite was mimicking his master. That was also adorable.

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Hibari and Mite failed, miserably. To be fair, Hibari was twelve and Mite was one. It didn't stop them from having the worst mood, or from trying to attack Fon and Lichi at any and all hours.

They still failed.

The bad mood lasted for a week, ending in Hibari hospitalizing a good portion of the students he graduated with.

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Fon thought that his nephew and his nephew's monkey were two of the cutest people he had ever met.

Lichi agreed.

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AN: I might have been corrupted by Ourliazo's love for Hibari. Just a smidge corrupted.

Secretwhovianpony, you were right.

Also I almost wrote World's Greatest Marital Artist