Chapter 17

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The thunder guardian of Vongola always used the Ten Years Bazooka any time he was really scared or worried. The popular belief was due to the fact their future counterpart was a total menace, leaving static, fire and places scorched anywhere they went. If it wasn't the other guardians, or the Tenth on their own, then it was this. Messing with the youngest guardian was not a good idea. Contrary to what anyone could think, the thunder guardian didn't think about what would happen in the present time but in who they would meet in the future that, no matter what, always did everything better.

When the pink smoke came and Lambo started to hear voices, the kid was waiting with great hope to see his dad. Sadly, that wasn't the case. No, it wasn't dad who Lambo saw. Instead Lambo found himself in the middle of those who he had already seen, people he didn't even know and didn't look friendly, and in a place totally different from what he was used to seeing.

It was not the huge house that had no end. Where there was always someone smiling. A warm feeling very difficult to describe, but it was welcoming and saying goodbye to it, even for a bit, was sad and painful in some way. It wasn't the place where those stupid guys that couldn't get in their heads that dad was his, his and only his, were. Lambo couldn't get angry at them for long, no when they took care of dad in their own ways. No matter how stupid they were, they knew his dad was nice and very sweet. Who wouldn't like dad?

They weren't here. That house wasn't here, not even in drawings. The kid's hands touched sand, not the floor of a house. They weren't even in the so pretty garden that seemed to be what dad always told Lambo about a magic garden. It was huge, full of flowers and roses, and weird forms that Lambo couldn't tell what they were. Anything from what was said above was preferred to this, because Lambo would know where he was or could ask someone for help. He could go to dad. Like this? Lambo had no clue where he was. The kid could be anywhere and no one present seemed to want to help whatsoever. At least in looking for his dad, because for everything else... they were fighting each other.

Lambo didn't understand, he really didn't. The kid only knew that they must be bad guys because they wanted to hurt them. Lambo didn't know why, so he didn't understand. And that's why those he knows were busy. It wasn't like they could do much because any of them had taken the time to visit this place, so they were more lost than Lambo and that is saying something. It wasn't like Lambo would let them. Dad was his and he won't share him more than he already did.

Even so, where was dad? Dad was always close by. So, where is he? Why hasn't dad come for Lambo-sama when Lambo-sama came to see him?

-... move that way. - Lambo heard close by, after escaping from the girls.

They didn't get it. No one got it. Dad was always close, and he wasn't going to stay with his arms crossed when he knew that. No matter how scared Lambo was, not matter how lost he was, not matter how confusing was everything, dad was always there.

-... deep, sudden moves could only worsen the bleeding and prevent closing the wound. Get that? It may be small, but it is deep. In any case it is not a good idea to move him right now. He got a beating, didn't he? - Ah, Bakadera. Why the seriousness though?

- I wouldn't say beating... - That was uncertain, from... Wait, did she come too? Ugh. Couldn't be. Everybody here but dad. Any of the versions of dad, it wasn't-

- You weren't there for the full fight. - Corrected the guy with the sword, not smiling for once. It wasn't something so little common to see for Lambo. - He isn't knocked out only for not having energy left, and this wound on its own is not the cause. - Lambo followed the swordsman's hand, feeling something squeeze his heart painfully. - Do you believe it is possible the weapon was poisoned? - That was for the guy with gray hair.

- I have no way of knowing-

- STUPID LAMBO! - For once Lambo didn't whine about the hit, at least not for the hit itself. The older guys froze up and then looked at the kid's way. I-pin couldn't give a rest to whatever that she had now. Lambo did nothing to her. Lambo hasn't even pulled her hair! So what the heck she had with him now? Couldn't she see there was something a lot more important...?

- Hey, Tsuna-kun is alright, just... - No, no way. They wouldn't fool Lambo, less if they were daunting what to say-

- He is tired, I would say. He only has a wound that worries me, but if it is treated carefully then it is fine. - Eh? Tired? Did they really think that they would trick him with that? - Look, he knocked that idiot right there. - There was a murmur, something about that his dad did more than that, but to know...

There was a huge guy on the floor, in the middle of rubble. Knocked out. Looking like they needed a hospital. They had gotten lucky they were in one piece when what Lambo had seen his dad do. At least the idiot was down, at least...

- Want to help Lambo? - Uh?

- Help? - Help with what? He only wants to know if dad was alright, if dad will be alright. Lambo wants to see dad awake and saying by himself that everything is fine and not these people that might be lying to him.

- Idiot. Can't you see-

- He is his dad Gokudera. - The statement was somewhat dark. That made Lambo recall perfectly the man with a scar on his shin when someone said anything the man did not like. Just like now.

No one said anything, so Lambo took advantage to get as close as he was able. That ended with being so close that Lambo was able to touch dad. And yes, it really was dad, who seemed to just be sleeping. Dad was not hot to the touch, didn't have an odd breathing pattern, and whined lightly at being pulled form an ear. Yes, dad was just sleeping. Maybe he just needed to pinch dad's cheeks and-Big hands were placed on his own, stopping him right then.

- Do you really want to wake him up when he is tired? - Well, yes. Just to make sure that it was only that and nothing more... - He won't go anywhere, and he needs his rest. You will be the first to see him when he wakes up. Wanna know why? - Lambo shook his head, not understanding. The swordsman smiled slyly: - Because you will go with him, and you will make sure no one will disturb him. A hard job, think you can do it? For your dad?

If it was for dad, he would do anything!

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