Memoirs Of A Mafia Miko
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Summary: Kagome Higurashi sighed, just what had she gotten herself into now? Toddler hitmen, mafia bosses, and turf battles? A collection of Hitman Reborn/IY Drabbles.
Gokudera
Kagome sighed as she watched her boyfriend, Gokudera, glare at poor Hojo his hands dangerously close to pulling out some dynamite. She smiled tiredly at Hojo as she looped her arm with her boyfriends.
"Ne. Hojo-Kun it was good seeing you but Gokudera-Kun and I are on a date and we need to get going." Hojo nodded a bewildered look on his face as Gokudera smirked at him and draped his arm around her waist.
"H-hai, Kagome-Chan I hope you feel better." She nodded as she led her smirking boyfriend away from the poor young boy.
"Mah, Gome-Chan you should have let me get rid of him. He was hitting on you and you're my Madonna." She shook her head at his simple mindedness.
If it threatens you or your family-blow it up.
It was cute but could get bothersome.
"Because then it would have caused trouble for Tsuna-Sama. Besides I know Hojo-Kun can get a little annoying but he's still my friend." He huffed but nodded in agreement, she did have a point the boss did hate it when he went around blowing things/people up and he didn't want to upset him.
"Tch. What ever. As long as he keeps his distance, you're my Madonna not his." She nodded her head as she led him to the park.
"Yes, yes I know my little mafia bomber." He blushed at the nickname but made to comment on it, he was her mafia bomber and she his Madonna.