Tuna's forgoten Birthday.

A/N:This is what happens when you forget Tsuna's birthday and write something horribly cheesy... ENJOY!

Summary: Tsuna's friends all forgot his birthday, so when out on a midnight walk, why does a complete stranger walk up and talk to him? 6927. AU.

Walking down the streets of Namimori town, 22 year old Tsunayoshi Sawada; AKA Tsuna, had a dreary and sad look covering his face. Letting a sigh escape pink lips, Tsuna scratched his neck.

So what if all if his friends forgot his birthday? No problem right? Even if they've been friends for about 8 years now... People forget things...

Okay, so maybe he was upset. But he couldn't help it, all of them moved out of he town, well, not Hibari-san, but that was a given.

Gokudera was now a famous paino player, Yamamoto was with him, but he owned the sushi shop that his fathe once owned. Ryohei was now a famous boxer that travled around the world. Lambo moved back to Italy a year and a half ago, Fuuta went with him. Haru and Kyoko went to open a Cake shop in New York City; how they got that idea, he had no clue. Even Enma, the person who was friends with him since they were little kids, left. Tsuna had no clue where he was though, as if he fell of the side of the Earth...

Sure they all didn't see each other a lot anymore, that didn't mean they couldn't call each other on the phone...

Running a rather small hand through his unrully caramel colored hair, he Flores his eyes.

Maybe they all happened to have busy days? They would probably call him later...

Unaware of where he was walking, he had no clue that he was about to run into something.

BAM!

Tsuna fell to the sidewalk, holding his forehead in his hands. 'Stupid pole...' He thought, looking at the silver menace.

While he glared at the metal menace to society, a small chuckle was heard from he front of him.

He looked at the person who was chuckling at his misfortune and shifted his glare, but it was disolved quickly. In front of him was a man with long, purple hair, tied in a pony-tail, with red and purple eyes. He was probably in his 20's or so, Tsuna decided.

"Kufufu, that must of hurt." He said in a husky voice, extending a hand to Tsuna to help him up.

"Thanks. It did." Tsuna said, taking the hand, not noticing the wallet that laid open on the side walk.

"Kufufu, you wouldn't want to forget this now would you," He said, picking up the wallet, and pausing to look at Tsuna's I.D. "Tsunayoshi-kun."

"Wha?" Tsuna said, not noticing the man holding his wallet. "Oh, thanks."

Chuckling once more as Tsuna put his wallet in his pocket, the man said, "Mukuro Rokudo, Charmed."

Tsuna shook Mukuro's hand, nodding before he started to walk away.

"Wait a second." Mukuro said, taking a card from his pants and handed it to Tsuna. "Call me some time." And then he left.

'Odd man...' Tsuna thought, Watching the man walk away before looking down at the card.

"Mukuro Rokudo. Freelance Journalist. (568)-(120-8970) (A/N: Random numbers...)"

Chuckling, Tsuna slipped he card in his back pocket, he would be more than sure to call this man...

Listening to: Hold On By The Jonas Brothers.

Did you enjoy the CHEESE? It took me like 10 to 20 minutes to write... Please tell me how it was! REVIEW! :D

XOXO,

Usuilove21