The tenth Vongola boss leaned back in his office chair, and stretched. He had finally finished all the paperwork for today, or so he thought.
"Finally..." He said, exasperated of all the damage Vongola inflicted upon the world.
"Dame-Tsuna! If you have time to complain, then finish the rest of the paperwork!" A certain Spartan home tutor reprimanded his previous student.
Tsuna swiveled his head around, looking for the paperwork that he was sure he had finished.
"Dame-Tsuna! Will you ever learn? Pay attention to your surroundings! Some day it will cost you when you're fighting." Reborn kicked Tsuna's head, turning it so that he could see all the papers.
Tsuna got up, and wobbled to the stack of paperwork that he hadn't seen behind his desk. He was just about to pick it up, when his feet flew out from under him.
"Hiiieeee!" Exclaimed a very surprised Decimo. He collapsed onto the precious stacks of paperwork, thus scattering the papers around, and creating a gigantic mess. Tsuna looked at his previous tutor, and did not like the murderous aura the baby was giving him. "Gomen, gomen!"
Tsuna attempted to do a dogeza, except he fell over again. Subsequently, the papers were now scrambled all over the particular area of the room that Tsuna was in.
He tried to get up, but his feet flew out from under him once again. Reborn sighed, "Seems like you'll never get rid of your tripping-over-air habit." The sun Arcobaleno suddenly gained a gleam in his eye that Tsuna did not like. "You can go take a break for a week."
Later in the day...
"Aaaah..." Tsuna let out a contented sigh, and patted his stomach. The homecooking of his mother was the best! He finally got a week off from mafia duties (paperwork), and decided to spend his free time at his mother's house.
He got up, and was about to take a step...when he tripped over nothing...again. Tsuna had done that so many times today, he was beginning to wonder if he was cursed. Rubbing his sore back, he walked to his bedroom without-miraculously-falling down again.
Tsuna laid down onto his bed, head almost touching the soft pillow, when he was pushed onto the floor. Forming a suspicion in his mind, Tsuna demanded, "Show yourself, Mukuro! And would you, please, stop knocking me to the floor?! It's painful, you know?!"
"Kufufu...it seems you have discovered me already. And don't worry~ The next time you fall down won't be because of me...it will be because of you..." Decimo's Mist Guardian smirked at his boss.
"Wh-I wouldn't want to hurt myself intentionally! I'm no masochist!" Tsuna spluttered out indignantly.
"Are you sure about that now?" Mukuro purred, amused. The pineapple head advanced closer to the other person in the room.
"O-of course! W-Why wouldn't I be?" The brunette stuttered, unsure of himself.
Mukuro walked closer...and closer...and closer...until he was standing right in front of his boss. Tsuna backed away-forgetting that there was a bed behind him, and thus falling down and onto it.
"See? I told you so." The Mist Guardian smirked.
End.