A/n: OC influx in this chapter, but, don't worry, they are not important except maybe one of them.

"Hey! Go away! Lambo came here first!" The little boy in cow suit yelled at the group of teens that suddenly occupied his space in the park.

"So what? This area belongs to us now." One of them sneered.

"NO! It belongs to Lambo." He yelled again and stomped his tiny feet on the ground in anger, only to be kicked away by those thugs.

"Fu** off, snobby brat!"

"Lambo is not a snobby brat. You are, dummy." He sniffled and threw a few grenades at their direction.

The thugs ducked to the side and laughed.

"Hahaha, you think those little things can defeat us? Looks like this brat here need an extra lesson. What do you think, guys?" The leader of the group asked while cracking his knuckles.

"He sure did."

Lambo knew he couldn't run away from them. Nor that he wanted to. He's not a coward. So, he closed his eyes and braced himself. However, the beatings that he has presumed never come.

Lambo slowly opened one of his eyes and promptly cheered up. Standing in front of him was a little brown-haired boy around his age, smiling at him, with one of his hands held out towards him.

He reached out for the hand, only for the ground to tilt as he heard someone calling his name in a distant.

"Lambo, Lambo, wake up."

Ignoring the shake to his body, Lambo whined and continued to sleep.

"Wake up, young master Lambo. Wake up!"

Lambo opened his eyes blearily and turned around. "Huh? Where are we?"

"We're in the underground tunnel, young master."

"Tunnel? Are we playing hide and seek, grandpa?" He immediately jumped up and down from excitement.

"No."

Lambo's shoulder immediately drooped. "Then, Lambo would go back to sleep."

"Lambo-" Something that sounded like explosions interrupted him.

Both the adults scrunched their brows.

"We're running out of-"

"I know, Raf. We just need a few more minutes." Lambo's grandpa, the Bovino boss said.

Raf, the man with spiky blond hair nodded and shut his mouth in distress.

"What was that? Fireworks? Lambo wants to play too."

"No, Lambo, you can't."

Lambo's mouth quivered "Why not?"

"Because I'm going to hand you your first mission." The old man let out a restrained smile.

"Mission? Really?"

"Yes. I want you to go defeat Reborn."

"Reborn?" Lambo tilted his head in confusion.

"The world's greatest hitman. You met him once in the pub, young master."

Lambo's eyes brightened up in realization. "That weird black boy who was blowing bubble from his nose? Ha, it would be easy."

Both Raf and the Bovino don sweat-dropped at Lambo's description of Reborn.

"Yes, but take your time, Lambo. The longer, the better."

"Why?"

"You would get more experience that way. The more experience you get, the more candies you would get when you come back here, young master." Raf explained.

"Lambo wants the biggest lollipop and ice cream ever."

"Sure. Lambo, only if you promise me one thing." He ruffled his grandchild's hair affectionately.

The little boy blinked.

"Never let the bazooka fall into anyone's hand. Stay close to Reborn and his student, would you?"

"Okay. Pinkie promise."

"Pinkie promise."

Another round of explosion echoed through the tunnel. This time, it sounded closer.

"Raf, go with him."

"What?! But, boss, I-" He cut himself off upon receiving a sharp gaze from his boss. "Fine. Young master, let's go."

"Take care, Lambo."

"Un. Lambo would take care. Grandpa takes care too."

The Bovino don immediately destroyed the part of the exit as soon as Raf and Lambo were out of sight.

So, this is how Lambo is going to meet the Vongola decimo.

When he first found out that Lambo became the lightning guardian of Vongola decimo ten years in the future, he was sceptical because Bovino was not part of Vongola alliance. Why and how on Earth did Lambo managed to get the position.

Yet, he also has seen the content and happy look on the fifteen years old Lambo. And it was all that matter.

It was just that he didn't expect he would have to let his only grandchild go this soon. Lambo was too young for this.

The sound of guns cocking made him snapped out from his thought.

His eyebrows rose in shock as he came face to face with the leader of the enemies that attacked his headquarter. "You-"

Raf gazed between his young master and the Bovino headquarter repeatedly. He bit his lips in contemplation. As expected, his responsibility as the Bovino mist guardian came first. He couldn't just leave his boss like that. He recalled the brief meeting with the fifteen years old Lambo when the young master first used the ten year bazooka.

If it was any indication, it meant that young master managed to survive this and meet the Vongola heir. So, young master should be fine even he goes alone, right?

"Young master, you're a smart independent boy. Can… can you go for your mission by yourself? I need to go help your grandpa."

"Grandpa needs help?"

"Yes."

"Then, go help grandpa. Lambo is fine by himself." The boy flashed Raf a big grin.

"You have such a kind soul, young master." He nicked his thumb and placed a drop of blood on the small paper doll that he took out from his pocket.

"Young master, just follow this paper doll and you'll get to Reborn." He pointed at the paper doll which was now floating in the mid-air.

"Okay, bye bye, Raf."

He ruffled the afro hair in response. May God bless you, young master.

Lambo might be smart and independent for his age, but he was still a child after all. His attention span was still of a normal five years old kid. All it took was a colourful butterfly flying passed him for him to lost focus on the paper doll and followed the said flying creature.

He was chasing after that butterfly when he bumped into someone and fell down. He was instantly being cradled by a lady in amethyst hood.

"I'm sorry, does it hurt?" The voice was soft and angelic.

Lambo's eyes widened. "Are you an angel?"

Combined with the light glow that seemed to surround the figure, it was no wonder that Lambo thought she was an angel.

The lady smiled melancholically. "You're such a sweet boy, aren't you?" She prodded at Lambo's nose, making him giggle. "Would you like to see a magic?"

"Yes! Lambo loves magic!"

"Then, close your eyes and imagine the place where you want to be. You'll be there in an instant."

Lambo nodded fervently and promptly closed his eyes.

Alright, let's bring you to your family now.

A/n: I know this chapter is quite short but this chapter mainly serves to let you guys know that I didn't abandon this story but I won't be able to update for at least two months due to my busy schedule.