Jumping Through Time (translated)

Chapter 2

The second time was close to the first. A child stealing an unfinished weapon and getting in so much trouble for that.

-… come back here brat!!! – No, Lambo wasn't going to do that. No way.

Lambo wanted to see the kind man again. The kind man with caramel eyes, the kind man that gave him candy and tousled his hair lovingly. The kind man that hasn't gone to heaven like his nanny. Lambo wanted to see him, wanted to see those kind and warm eyes looking at him, wanted to hear that kind voice again, wanted to-

- That's it! - Someone laughed, and not in a good way.

Lambo couldn't pay attention to that, busy trying to get up and not cry thanks to the pain from his fall. Falling from stairs because of a shoot wasn't-puff!

-... no, I have told you thousands of times. You can't go and bite to death anyone who even glanced at you with a stink eye. - Lambo looked up, hope rising in his chest when he recognized that voice. The same voice he has been wishing to hear again for days. - What did you expect? Why did you think I wanted to send Chrome and Takeshi? It’s Mafialand. - It was the kind man, talking on the phone with a frown, walking in circles. - I warned you so don't blame me now! It isn't like… - Finally those caramel eyes found him, the frown going away and a big smile appearing to stay. - See you later Kyoya. Talk with Takeshi, I don't think he will mind exchanging tasks with you. - The kind man finished the call and in a blink Lambo was in the man’s arms. - A pleasure to see you Lambo-sama. - That was the sweet and enthusiastic greeting Lambo got. With a kiss on his forehead and a big hug.

This was better than what Lambo had expected, more than he wished for. It was truly a sad thing that the man stopped smiling and put some space between them thanks to a river of tears from the child.

- Are you hurt? What's wrong? - Ironically, the new attention just made Lambo cry more.

Checked all over by those soft and kind hands joined by that warm and worried voice was more than enough to make Lambo cry. It made Lambo remember his nanny. Not many were like this with him and Lambo didn't know why. No matter how much Lambo tried to make people pay attention to him, no one was like this man or his nanny.

-... and done, see? - A band aid on his knee and his cheek. Someone was cleaning his tears with a handkerchief. - It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?

- What was your name again mister? - Said mister blinked a few times at this question, and to the little hands asking for the kid to be held up. 

- Tsuna, but you call me anything you like if it is too hard. - Lambo was taken and held by those arms again, no doubt from the kind man in doing so. If that wasn’t enough to make Lambo cry again, a candy was offered to him again. - I think this is one of Lambo-sama’s favorites, right?

Were or not, Lambo wouldn't say a thing. How could he? This man has been as sweet or sweeter than his nanny. The man hasn't complained once, didn't say anything for the tears, instead...

- What happened to Lambo-sama? Did he have an accident? - Well… no. Not really...

A few minutes later, the kind man had a frown and searched for something in his desk with eagerness. Lambo didn't have time to ask what that man was doing when said man stopped, a white scarf with a strange badge in the middle. This badge was very striking, it didn't look like a common scarf.

- It is Lamo-sama’s now. - Before Lambo could blink, the scarf was placed in his little hands. - If someone gives you trouble, show them this scarf, alright?

At that moment everything that could be seen was pink, and Lambo could only lament that he wouldn't see the kind man anymore and he still wanted to be with said man.

The child didn't notice the unconscious people, electrified, nor the destroyed things in his surroundings. The ones that still were councios lost their fury and surprise (the bazooka worked) when they saw the badge in the scarf in the child's hands.