Messy

By: Jocelyn D. Hoover

Pairing: Ryohei x Tsuna

Warning: Fluff and sillyness :P Possible crackheaded-ness ((Not sure if that's a word))

Disclaimer: I do not own Hitman Reborn. There I said it. D:

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Ryohei besides Tsuna at his small table, both eating and watching the TV. Ryohei occassionally tried to make conversation but Tsuna kept acting intimidated everytime he talked. He shrugged, not sure why.

Not once, not twice, but atleast three times had he caught himself staring at Tsuna out of the corner of his eye, watching him eat. And then he noticed it.

He noticed that whenever something was on his face, he would wipe it off immediately - as if it was irritating.

Ryohei grinned, suddenly coming up with something "fun" but somewhat challenging... possibly.

He sat there, waiting patiently on when to strike.

"-san... Ah... Ryohei!" Tsuna snapped, a somewhat concerned look on his face.

"Ah?"

"I asked what you're going to do - it's storming outside."

"Ahaha! I'll run home to the extreme!" Ryohei exclaimed, laughing.

"I... really don't think that's a good idea." Tsuna muttered, looking somewhat shocked.

Ryohei grinned and thudded his chest with a closed fist, "Don't worry, Sawada! A little rain like this hurt no one!"

Tsuna stared at him. He blinked once, twice and thrice then said, "That's not a little. We were just watching the news... you know, the one that said to stay inside and to not go out?"

"Ah... So we were watching something that extreme! Ahaha!"

Tsuna's head hit the table as Ryohei continued to laugh.

"Nii-san... You really are your own case of special." Tsuna said, raising his head to look at him.

Ryohei looked at him - now was the time! Something was there!

And he dropped to his knees and cupped Tsuna's face in his hands, licking the leftover food off the corner of his mouth. Tsuna froze, his cheeks growing bright red. He jumped up, alarmed.

"W-w-What was that for!?" Tsuna bellowed, voice cracking into a squeak at the end.

Ryohei was laughing again, "Ahaha! Cute to the extreme!!"

Tsuna half felt like dying and half felt like smacking his head against a wall repeatedly. But still, why in the world did he do that?!

With a sulky groan, "Nii-sannn... Why did you do that?"

"Ah, I noticed something extremely interesting! You don't like food on your face! So I cleaned you up extremely well!" Ryohei exclaimed, brightly, grinning toothily.

"Hey! Keep it down!" Bianchi bellowed, slamming the door open, her eye twitching.

"Hiiii! I'm sorry!" Tsuna apologized, waving his hands in a defensive way quickly.

Bianchi turned on her heel, slamming the door behind her. Sometimes, she scared the hell out of Tsuna...

Ryohei on the other hand...

"Ahahaha! She was extremely pissed!"

"Nii-san... Do you even care if she tries to kill us?" Tsuna asked. He could really use the wall-of-head-bashing right about now.

The only response he got, was carefree laughter.

Oh well, he still wasn't about Ryohei walk home in this weather anyway.

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Joce: Uh... I'm sorry! I had to! I got the idea from like... knowing that both my mom and I always hated having something on our face ever since we were young. And then the plot bunnies got ahold of me. ((Twitch.)) I wonder if I got the characters alright.