How long has it been since I've last updated this or any of my KHR fics? Far too long that is that I actually have to read everything to refresh my mind and remember as to where I was supposed to be going on my fics. Plus all the countless errors I've made, so embarassing. Haha...

And the errors will never stop.

Anyways, still getting my mood back to writing my KHR fics so excuse the crappyness~

Enjoy? Maybe?

~The Sun that Guided~

"Grandson?" Reborn repeated the very last word in a questioning tone. Is the ninth actually talking about Tsunayoshi? It would only make sense if he does as none of his three biological sons managed to produce an heir before their apparent deaths and Xanxus, the ninth's adopted son being only fifteen does not even have a rumored girlfriend as of yet. Not that the teen is on a hurry in finding a potential mate when he's far too busy gathering soldiers for his special squad.

Why Nono had let his son into leading an assassination squad -not by mafia standards but still generally young- at such an age should be out of Reborn's concern but frankly still mystifies him on a certain scale. He can just dig and gather information about it when needed be. For now, Xanxus and the Varia is not his main concern.

Back to the current topic, Reborn is having a feeling that his small hunch could be true. There's one sure way to find out then.

"Yes, you've heard correctly. I want you to do me a favor, old friend. Find my grandson for me, help me make sure he'd be safe. You may call me desperate or an old fool for entrusting a child's life in your hands but there is nothing much I can do as of now"

"I'll meet you up to talk about the details then. Also, there's something that I would want to discuss with that be alright?"

"Of course. You know the place where to meet then" Reborn only hummed in response before ending the call and facing shamal.

"There is a favor I need to ask of you, Shamal" The doctor's eyes narrowed. Favor? It's rare for the arcobaleno to call in favors.

"What do you say about sa few days of babysitting?"

The doctor groaned in dissaproval. "But I don't want to look after kids!"

The sound of a gun clicking was heard.

"I get it! Fine I'll babysit those brats" Reborn tipped his fedora in satisfaction.

"Just remember Shamal, they are my brats"

"Yes, yes. So do I have to meet them now?"

...iOiOiOiOiOi...

"Katsu"

"Hiroma-san, what happened?"

"What can you remember? Everything you can recall so far?"

"I remember being injected with something while Iemitsu watched. It stung so much and I was screaming in pain and then I lost conciousness"

"I see, how are you feeling so far?"

"A little dizzy. What did you inject me with?"

"We call it liquid Y. It's a type of special liquid known to double the effects of having inserted multiple flames on your body. It's actually something very dangerous and tough there is a greater chance that your body will be able to take the liquids effects, there is no saying that you won't be affected mostly in physical ways and-" The doctor paused before breathing deeply "-we're sorry we are unable to stop him. If only we are brave enough to disobey his orders"

"I don't think it's your fault though, Hiroma-san and I don't blame the others too. But why am I feeling well, is it the effects of the flame? I thought you said the effects "

Hiroma shook his head "A day after you've been given the liquid, you're body was unable to take the sheer amount of flames in your body that you started having convulsions and so I decided to do something that will save your life"

"What?"

"I had your flames sealed"

"Sealed?"

"

"But does Iemitsu-san knew?" The doctor shook his head.

"What if he found out? What if he'll hurt you guys? I don't want that to happen"

"Don't worry about us. We'll find a way somehow as to not raise suspicions and before he does, I'll make sure that you'll already be out of here"

Katsu nodded in understanding though worry danced around his blue irises. He can't however stop himself from holding on into that small piece of hope.

One day, he'll be out of this hell hole and most specially, away from Iemitsu.

He can't wait.

...iOiOiOiOiOi...

Reborn seriously should have given him a crash course on babysitting and a book on how to tame a brat 2k15 edition.

Shamal sighed both out of boredom and exasperation. He seriously have no idea what he is doing. Scratch that, he can't even move a single hand.

Apparently, the two boys thought that it would be a great idea to tie him on a chair as if he is some criminal -well, he is but still-

So now he's sitting in a chair and tied with several shoelaces joined together. Shamal can only nod thankfully when the two decided to not use the empty sack of flour to cover his face.

He can't believe it. How did the two managed to capture him anyway? He was a sleek and sly mafia man and even the best of both the criminal and the police world can't get their hands on him and yet here he is, tied and defeated by a seven year old duo. It's actually quite embarrassing.

"Who are you?" The one Shamal knew is obviously Tsunayoshi through his research and Reborn's quick description asked as he stood on a chair in front and started twirling a kiddy flashlight on his face. "How did you get here? If you don't speak I'm going to call Mr. Reborn"

'Mr. Reborn?'

"Y-yes what do you need? A-are you a Pedo?" Shamal twitched at that, he's self proclaimed pervert not a child molester. Children don't even have boobs to begin with.

"I am not a Pedo, you brats. You can call me Shamal, I'm a friend of your guardian"

"Mr. Reborn?"

"Sadistic Hitman with the fedora and the chameleon, yes that Reborn" The two simply stared at him before taking a few back steps in a synchronized pattern and started whispering not too softly with each other letting Shamal know what their talk is all about.

"Tsuna-kun… what if he's lying? What if he's here to hurt us?" Enma told the other as they gave the mafia doctor curious glances. Tsuna shook his head. "I don't think he's lying though"

"Really?"

"Yes Enma-kun! I think Mr. Reborn really did send him or I would have noticed if he's not telling the truth. Only Reborn knows where we are so it's only possible that he told him and I don't think he's a bad, bad person" Shamal's eyes slightly widened at the child. Only seven and it seemed like the boy is slowly showing signs of his bloodline's infamous hyper intuition.

"Got that right kiddo, now why don't you help your dear Uncle Shamal be free?" The mafia doctor tried to be as convincing as he could, hands starting to get hurt with his current bind. How he's unable to outdone the knot is still a mystery to him. The two looked at him as if contemplating.

"Where did Mr. Reborn go?"

"He needed to meet with a friend. It's an urgent matter and doesn't have time to tell you two but he promised to be back as soon as he can" The two nodded in understanding.

"So can you untie Uncle Shamal?" The two looked at one another before showing almost identical grins.

"But we want to play cops. You are the bad guy and we have caught you!"

Shamal can only look with a slight horror when the two suddenly had identical mischievous grins on their faces as they helped each other in successfully covering his face with the flour sack. He is now starting to fear that Reborn will most definitely rob off his sadism on his wards.

Right there and then, the theme song of a kiddie show that the two kids seemed to have forgotten in order to 'capture' the mafia man seemed to have taken their attention again. With a second glance at each other, the two kids excitedly giggled at each other.

Shamal then only realized that the two had left him alone, untied and with a sack on his head in favor of watching TV.

At least they had enough decency to puncture holes for his eyes and nose.

Short. This is mainly to tell you guys that this story is still alive. Let us all pray for better chapters next time.

And hopefully, it won't take that long.