Disclaimers- I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

Slight AU.

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Dreamer

Prologue

Lambo was never someone who was confident, proud, or happy with himself. He was always looked down upon; always bringing shame to himself; always being an embarrassment. But… inside, yes, inside he wanted more. And even though, the outside just gave a shrug and continued on his way, the inside was dying for more.

After becoming a full-time Mafioso, for the Vongola, Lambo made a pact to himself; he would never cry nor bring any form of humiliation onto him or his family. Too bad that would never happen. Lambo tried, he really did, but after two months of vain attempts, he was still a loser.

In everybody's eyes.

His boss, Sawada Tsunayoshi, the man he grew up with, always seemed to be embarrassed for him. Gokudera Hayato, the man who always hated him, seemed to laugh and scold him. Yamamoto Takeshi always looked the other way in embarrassment. Hibari Kyoya never even noticed him. And Kyoko-chan's brother always scared him. The only two who ever saw him were Kyoko and Haru… but that was only until he turned ten; now, he didn't even seemed to hold a place in their memories.

Nothing seemed to work for poor Lambo. So he stopped trying.

And now, at age 16, he was still the laughing stock of the Vongola. Fuuta had even moved on, claiming to have taught him everything that he could handle. Fuuta had also said that it might take a year or two of maturing to understand everything, but someday he would get it.

Someday? Lambo was sure it wouldn't kick in until he was 50. He was so confused! Lambo had no clue what Fuuta was going at! The latter had 'classes' for Lambo almost every day for the past three years but all he did (most of the time) was talk to him. He would always start by saying something that what fit perfectly on a fortune cookie. And, at the end of the day, Fuuta would always say 'Someday, Lambo, you will understand.'

Someday huh?

Lambo was almost sure that nothing important was going to happen to him. Not now, not someday, not any day. Then again, Lambo always had a dream that showed him what he wanted to be. Not knowing whether or not it was some sort of vision or just a fantasy. Nevertheless, Lambo truly wanted it to come true.

He wanted to be something more.

"Lambo?" someone's voice broke Lambo out of his concentration. He turned his body to find Tsuna, Boss of Vongola, pointing to his watch. "It's time to go."

"Right," Lambo sighed quietly. Tonight, the Vongola family was off to see the Italian Opera. Joy.

Lambo silently followed Tsuna out the front doors of the Gokudera Manor. He then made his way to the limo. Slipping in, he found himself as far away from the party. His back was pressed up against the far wall, while the rest of the group were laughing and sipping their champaign. If only he had a friend…

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"They want the 10th Vongola dead."

"Give me the place and time."

"Well," the boss of the Hitman's Assassin Agency gazed lazily at his 16-year-old daughter, "The Sicilians love their opera."

The H.A.A. was a group of super elite assassins who did the dirty work for the mob. They were on nobodies' side and they didn't take a side, either. They stood in the shadows and worked quickly and quietly, all the while being watched themselves. You see, after a 'job' was done, the H.A.A. would turn around and do another 'job' for another family. The cycle would continue and each family the group crossed wanted them dead. But, no one ever died. Mafioso couldn't make deals with other Mafioso with dirty hands, now could they?

That is why the Hitman's Assassin Agency exists.

"I'm off to a Opera House?" I-pin sounded doubtful.

"Can you handle it?"

"Yes." she mumbled.

"What?"

"Yes sir!" and with that, I-pin was gone.

She retreated into the back office to get the trip and details sorted. As she walked up to the desk that sat her Master. She bowed respectfully before seating herself across the desk from him. She didn't dare make eye-contact.

"I-pin?" he finally said after minutes. "What is it this time?"

"The Vongola."

"The Vongola?"

"Yes," I-pin studied the face of her master's, "I'm leaving in a matter of minutes… to catch them at the opera hall."

"Will you do it?" I-pin trusted master asked, eyebrow raised. Before the answer could be spoken, he handed her the envelope that held the information she needed.

"Of course I will," I-pin stood to go, "At all costs."

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Okay, so I know it was short but it's only a prologue. So, yes, it will be longer in up in coming chapters. But please, tell me what you think and if it's to a good start. It will (…hopefully?) get better.

Yes, the pairing will be Lambo/I-pin.

Ta,

BethiAnn