EDIT: So I made some small changes here and there, put the lines where it's supposed to be and stuff. Enjoy~
Disclaimer: If I did own KHR! I would have let everyone see TYL!Tsuna's face. But *sigh* I do not own KHR! nor am I Amano Akira so there's that. Dammit.
A brunette poked his head out from the corner of the wall. He suspiciously looked left and right before letting out a relieved sigh. However he didn't lower his guard. He silently ran across the hallway and stopped in front of a door. He turned the knob and tried to open the door. The door was locked. He frowned and juggled it even more violently in hopes of unlocking it somehow.
Tsunayoshi Sawada, the infamous Vongola Decimo (who shouldn't be doing this, god dammit!), was wearing just a tiny towel that barely covered his genitals. Water droplets kept running down his lean and toned body tantalizingly, his hair damp and also dropping water drops. His towel kept slipping every time when he ran, and now it was just below his hips. Tsuna was too busy to adjust it. Too busy running, that is.
Suddenly thundering footsteps were heard. "Oi, he's here! HURRY UP AND CATCH HIM!" His right hand man shouted (why, Gokudera, why?! I thought you were on my side! Tsuna thought remorsefully). Tsuna yelped and ran down another hallway, clutching his towel.
That's right. Right now they, as in his guardians, Tsuna, Reborn, Colonello, Fon, Skull and Verde, were playing Tag, Vongola Style. His sexy, suave and seductive (please note the forced compliments, even if they are true)ex-tutor and External Advisor decided this and invited all of them in to his mansion, all the while Tsuna was blissfully unaware as he soaked in his own luxurious Jacuzzi (which he hid from everyone, except Reborn, as he didn't want anyone to barge in like those times) as a reward for finishing the paperwork load.
He barely had time to grab the tiny towel (of course, courtesy of his intuition) before Reborn barged in with Colonello and Fon, who were grinning and smiling calmly, respectively, and demanded, "Tsuna, we are playing Tag, Vongola style. Get ready now, we'll seek you. It will last for two days." Okay, well, he didn't say it like that, but nevertheless, that was the general gist of what he had said. Understandably, he gaped dumbly at the trio and one thought ran through his mind. W-what the…? What's going on? This is too sudden!
"Ah, also, did I mention that the winner gets a cosplaying Decimo as a prize?" The evil, evil monster–uhm, I mean, uh, the strongest and the most handsome hitman in the whole world innocently added as he fluttered his eyelashes playfully.
He gawked at Reborn and the man raised one hand and tapped the Rolex watch (of course, it had been tinkered by Spanner and Irie and added more awesome gadgets) and said in that infuriating tone, "Dame-Tsuna, time is running. Your guardians might catch you without any fight if you stay like that or do you want to be caught by me?" He rose an eyebrow meaningfully.
Colonello immediately argued with him, saying something like, "Oi! That's not fair!" Or something like that. To be honest, he couldn't be bothered to know
While Tsuna stumbled and ran past the trio of adults in the only piece of clothing hurriedly, he swore to god that Colonello had muttered to Fon and Reborn, "Kora, if I knew he was this hot when he was naked, I would have done this even earlier." Both of them had agreed with hums.
With a mortified face, he ran as fast as he could and wanted spend the rest of the day hiding from them but he was too late. Just as he came out, Yamamoto and Lambo started chasing him. Thankfully he lost them due to the extra burst of speed, but then Gokudera-fucking-Hayato came and chased him too. Because of Gokudera's shouting, Ryohei found them and joined forces with his right-hand man (surprisingly) and started running after him, his yells of, "TO THE EXTREME!" echoing through the strangely ominous (at least to Tsuna, it is) mansion. Thank god that Hibari and Mukuro hadn't found him yet.
He turned around another corner, once again cursing everything and everyone. Why did he even had this freaking huge mansion anyways?!
(He ignored stray yells of, "Decimo, I love you and your hot body!" "I wanna lick those water drops so badly." "Wow, was his ass this curved and perfect looking? I never knew." And a mumble of, "Maybe if I crouched a little bit, I can see everything under the towel." Of course, he also ignored the fact that all the voices were males and the fact that he was blushing a beetroot red.)
The Decimo turned around another corner and ran. He had been running for what, 2 hours? He was still pumped up (mostly due to fear) and not tired at all. Because Reborn's training was waaay more harder than some petty running. And Colonello's. And Lal Mirch's too. And in these two hours he had caught glimpses of Gokudera, Lambo, Yamamoto and Ryohei (thankfully they didn't see him). Strangely enough, he couldn't see any of the Arcobaleno or Mukuro and Hibari, and he wanted to keep this way (of course it never occurred to him that they might be plotting).
I need to get clothes first. I can't keep running forever in this. He had a light blush on his face still, because of the males' comment. He focused on his surrounding and looked around. His facial expression lightened up. Of course, how could I forget it? There's a tailor in this hallway! I could go to her and get some clothes to wear. He exclaimed mentally.
He jogged over to the eighteenth door in the hallway carefully, his towel flapping up and down, therefore revealing his perky butt. He heard a muffled thump and something akin to a Splat! He turned around wildly, hands on the knob. There was nothing behind him. He shrugged it off, maybe he was being too overly conscious. He turned around and opened the door.
(Poor Tsuna. Not knowing he just opened the door to his doom. Rest in troub – I mean rest in peace. For your Guardian is coming to save you.)
~Omake~
What actually happened when Tsuna heard the thump~
A young pervert – (cough) butler was just peacefully walking down the hallway, when he saw the most beautiful butt he had ever seen. It was so curved, looked so soft, making anyone want to grab it and part the cheeks and pinch it softly. It made him want to bite it. Unconsciously he began to foam in his mouth.
The foam built up in his mouth even more as the young Vongola flashed at him again and a trail of blood fell on the scarlet rug. His feet couldn't hold his weight and with a thump, he fell on to the rug.
Just as he fell, a pair of hands shot out and snatched his ankles. He felt a piece of rough cloth around his mouth, silencing any sounds (and at the same time, putting foam all over his mouth. Absolutely disgusting). He widened his eyes in fear and struggled to no avail.
Suddenly he was hanging upside down, this time a rope (which was attached to the ceiling which is very high) tied around his ankles. He stared, terrified, at a pair of bright blue eyes. The blond, leaning against a M93 Black Arrow, glaring darkly at the butler, who was near to piss his pants
"Kora, how dare you look at him like that?! I will shoot you for looking at him like an attention-hungry stalker!" Colonello snarled impressively, making sure Tsuna didn't hear them. The young adult gave a shudder and peed his pants, falling unconscious. All the while hanging and moving side to side slowly.
(Oh Colonello, you are such a hypocrite. You never realized that you had described yourself and several others.)
