Pinkie's Part:
Happy Birthday Coheee-chan! (CoffeePocky!) Birthday fic for one of the sweetest people I've ever had the chance of coming across! R27 fluff just for you darling!
Onwards!
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Chapter: Just Be
There were many things that could potenitally happen during a reunion with someone special- and a small male was surrounded with those possibilities. Mountains of crumpled notebook paper were piled up carelessly as a small form was huddled in a corner, the scratching of a pen the only sound in the chaos ridden room. The form huffed, and ran fingers through long locks of caramel hair. Brows furrowed almost permanently as long black lashes opened slowly. Pale amber eyes scanned the room as a frustrated sigh left plump, pale pink lips.
The window rattled lightly with the furious winter winds, and a slight draft sent a small shiver up his spine. The fabric of the cotton hoodie was pulled further down to cover fingers, and the hood was brought up to warm small ears.
The petite teen placed his hands on his head and leaned backwards, a satisfying orchestra of pops released a small amount of his discomfort. He sighed quietly as he looked down at the slip of paper he had come to accept. Words were scribbled helplessly upon the surface, and then he suddenly glared down at it.
"Ah, so I get an idea- but I'm so useless that I can't even execute it properly!"
His fingers began to pull the edge of the paper from the notebook- the many frayed edges from its brethren previous, holding to the spirals. He pulled half the sheet from its home, before he paused, and then closed the cover. He stood, stretched and then began to throw away his evidence.
It had been a few years since he had graduated from high school, and he had broken the Arcobelano curse. His Spartan tutor would be returning from Italy; and it would be the first time that he would meet Reborn in his adult form. For some reason- his intuition was going wild, and he didn't know what to do.
Tsuna closed the garbage bag and walked out of his bedroom, down the hall and down the stairs. He bid his mother good morning as he grabbed the kitchen trash as well. His little adventure to the outdoors was uneventful, save for his slip and fall on the back porch step as he made his way to the alley dumpster.
As he rubbed his aching backside, he felt something break within him. No matter how careful he tried to be- he would still be clumsy; and that fact alone made him doubt himself fully.
Would Reborn even remember his old, dame student? Would he be disappointed in Tsuna for not being able to maintain his grace as a boss? With each of these thoughts, the small male found himself feel more and more sad.
As he finally pulled himself out of his slump, he trudged his way back inside. The worried look on his mother's face as he picked up the money envelope and the grocery list. He kissed her on the cheek quickly before toeing into his shoes and making his way out of the door.
He wouldn't let his mother worry about him- not when he had done this to himself. He sighed as he breathed in deeply into the crisp, winter morning air.
He opted to take the long route, in order to give him time to clear his head. He fiddled with the envelope in his front pocket. The painted 27 on his light blue hoodie crinkling slightly in the crisp air. His polo sticking up through the collar, and peeking from underneath the sweater- having been untucked. He smiled bitterly in the cold, something felt empty within him- and he didn't know how to correct that.
His jumbled thoughts were confusing him, as he held his heaad high and stared straight forward. He missed the paused steps of those around him, and the turning heads as he passed. Narrowed amber eyes were lined in a pale blush caused by the cold- but only added colour to compliment the porcelain skin.
Hushed whispers followed the distracted young man, and he continued through with his errand.
The sweeping doors opened without incident, and Tsuna made his way to the aisle lined with colorfully advertised packages of noodles. He glanced at the list, and placed the appropriate item into his hand basket. He contiued down the list until he got the the drinks section. He looked at the tall shelves of alcohol, and then gulped.
How on earth did his mother expect him to purchase this? He wasn't of age just yet- and at the same time, if he returned without it, even though his mother would not mind, how would their guest of honour react?
If he remembered correctly, Reborn liked a particular brand of white wine, as it went particularily well with the meal his mother was planning to make for his return. Tsuna felt crestfallen as he opted for a container of juice instead, and made his way to the register.
As he walked, he lost his train of thought, and collided head first into a firm back. He paled, realzing his mistake as his basket upturned and spilled almost off of its contents across the floor.
Tsuna bit back a strangled sob as he saw the carefully picked items crushed from the force of gravity. He set the basket down, and sank to his knees, pulling th items to himself and placing them back into the basket. He was suprised when a second set of hands began passing him the items that were a little farther away. He blinked back tears as he lifted his head to share a watery thank you to this kind hearted stranger.
When his honey eyes met coal black pools, he froze.
"R...Reborn?"
He was greeted with a smirk as said man lifted his fedora and raised an elegant obsidian eyebrow.
"It's been a while, Dame-Tsuna."
Without thinking, Tsuna launched himself at his former tutor. His tears spilling over, and little did he care that he looked immasculine. A firm hand placed itself on the small of his back and a chuckled vibrated through him.
"I told you not to act so familiar with me, boy."
Tsuna laughed lightly as he pressed further into Reborn, all ideas he had spent fruitless hours concoting, would amount to nothing to this way that he could say hello to the one person he loved more than himself.