New Idea I had. Set in the TYL! Verse. Enjoy~
"Tsuna, I love you."
The Vongola Boss rubbed his face tiredly, pausing from his work. "Again? Look, I appreciate the sentiment of course but I do not correspond, is there anything else you need, Takeshi?"
The young man —who just had been rejected once more— smiled cheerfully as he swung his arms behind his head and let out a laugh. "Actually, I came to report my mission. And say hello to my handsome boss of course. "Takeshi ignored the grunt of annoyance from the brunet.
"…How was the mission?" Tsunayoshi asked in a slightly strained voice. His Rain Guardian's mouth tensed in a thin line at that.
"It went fine. There was no need to send reinforcements since Hibari had brought his groupie along. The Nieve famiglia won't be bothering us anymore. I brought the list of the deceased and injured as you requested. As well as…Tsuna?" Takeshi's business tone broke a bit when he saw the dark shadow that had been cast on Tsuna's face.
"What is the matter?" He answered, returning back from wherever he was.
"Are you alright?" The man with a scar on his face didn't hide his concern over his boss. But that only made Tsuna inwardly recoil at that.
"I wasn't the one who just returned from a mission, shouldn't I be asking that?" Tsuna's clipped tone just made the rain man's frown deepen.
"Nope. But, Tsuna, may I request something?" This caught the boss's attention, who nodded quickly.
"Sure, what is it?"
"Go to sleep."
"Hah?" The brunet's attention dwindled quickly at that. Attentiveness quickly replaced by annoyance as Tsunayoshi's eyebrows twitched. "Why are you-"
"When was the last time you slept?" Takeshi asked unperturbed. "Not counting your naps on your desk."
"I don't see how…"
"Tsuna, when?" The black-haired man demanded with an uncharacteristic edge on his voice.
"On Monday. Reborn dragged me to my bed. I swear he finds every opportunity to bash me."
Takeshi sighed, irking his boss further. "May I remind you, my cute boss, that today's Saturday ?"
"I'm so glad you keep track of the days, congratulations." Tsuna drawled on sarcastically. Finally pissed, the raven slammed his hands on the mahogany desk of his boss. The brunet flinched minutely.
"Tsuna! I'm serious, you have to sleep, and eat!" He shouted, locking eyes with tired browns. "You need some rest …"
"Enough." Tsuna rubbed his face, shoulders sagging in exhaustion. "I will take a rest soon, so leave this instant or…"
"Or what?"
"Or I'll end up blasting a hole on the room, now leave." The mafia boss declared rather than threatened, eyes locked with his Rain before reclining back on his leather seat.
"…Alright." The tanned guardian replied just as tiredly. With another failed attempt at lifting his boss' mood and getting him to rest, Takeshi felt with redouble intensity every single blow he had received last fight as well as the telltale weariness of a long time of tension with the enemy as well as a long trip back home. "Boss…Tsuna, just remember that I love you."
Almost stumbling to his room a half of Takeshi wanted to go back and add 'and I'll always be with you' as well as drag the other to bed; but the other half of him was already asleep.
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'You idiot. Stop saying that you love me or I'll end up getting you killed' Tsuna thought sadly as he rested his head on his desk. He was exhausted. He was painfully aware of his urgent need to rest without need to be told so, but…
Right now the Vongola were simultaneously dealing with three feuds (one of them having just ended, the Nieve's) and an infiltrated spy. If the boss made just one mistake, the consequences would be dire. Tsuna was afraid of knowing how many deaths he would cause if he dared fall asleep.
Sleep could be recovered whenever he was free. Dead people couldn't be recovered. The dead remained dead.
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Next morning, there was an attempt on Tsuna's life. The infiltrated spy had shown his hand. But he either was an infiltrated assassin or the spy really hated him. Tsuna didn't know what was better.
"Now you listen here, pretty boy. I need some information and you will give it to me, got it?" The man had threatened an unperturbed Tsuna with a loaded gun to his temple. The man couldn't see the Don's face so he smirked evilly, thinking that Decimo was completely frozen with fear. "I'd like to know certain things about your guardians…especially their weaknesses, you catch my drift?"
"I'd first die than comply with you, you know." Tsunayoshi's strangely frigid yet conversational tone sent a shiver of fear through the spy's back, startling him.
"D-don't play around Decimo." He said, pressing the barrel of the gun harder against the brunet's temple. Tsunayoshi then fiddled with the man's loose hand against his shoulder before he ducked and whipped out a leg, executing a round-house kick that successfully knocked the other down at the same time that the man's fingers twitched and a bullet whizzed, making its harmless path towards the wall.
Tsuna groaned at the sudden hearing impairment but that didn't stop him from continuing his assault on the other. The man had tried to grab him, his other hand no longer holding a gun but a jack knife. Before the brunet could fully right himself, he was yanked down and the man's weight was suddenly pressing on him. The knife plunged downwards as Tsuna attempted to sit up, while turning his body. He successfully turned the both of them and the jack knife had fortunately not gouged out his eyes, but still had carved a bloody trail on his neck.
"Damn." He muttered before he infused his hand with Sky flames and hit the assassin on a pressure point. Tsuna stood up as he re-arranged his clothes, staring at the limp figure of the other.
"Who ever said I was playing around?" Tsuna asked the unconscious man even though he still couldn't hear his own voice. He grimaced as his vision started swimming and when he tried to inhale to settle things, everything went black.
"-na!...up! Tsuna, wake up! Come on, wake up!" "-no! What…Jyuudaime!" "…-nor…-moto, signor Gokudera calm down!"
Someone groaned loudly, successfully shutting everyone up, before the ruckus restarted.
"Tsuna! How are you feeling? Are you alright? Do you need something? What happened?-" Someone was firing questions nonstop, making his head buzz in confusion but before he could croak something —god, his throat was so parched— another voice joined in.
"Shut up sword freak! Don't bombard him like that! Jyuudaime, can you hear us? Does your neck hurt? Did he hurt you anywhere else? Do you need anything?" More questions bombarded his muddled mind, but, as the disorientation started to fade he could mutter a whisper:
"God, shut up." Ah. The ensuing silence was peace. But then his mind kick-started and the man —Vongola Decimo—jerked into a sitting position. His head started swimming once again, but this time it was ignored. "What hour is it? Where am I? How is everything? Any news about the Hunde?" Tsunayoshi fired those questions, his voice breaking because of how dry his throat was.
Immediately, hands tried to make him lie down, " A-ah, Jyuudaime you should lie-" yet the brunet slapped his Storm guardian's hands away.
"Please answer me, Hayato."
"…Yes, Jyuudaime. The Hunde's feud ended without any major complications. There were minimal casualties on our side thanks to your accurate and timely orders." The silver-haired man intercalated subtle praises as he recounted, but the brunet didn't seem to notice.
"The perpetrators?"
"Yes, Heinz is currently under interrogation and the other two are under closely guarded vigilance."
"…And the fourth one?"
"…I'm afraid he detonated himself." Hayato replied in a low voice as Tsunayoshi cursed loudly before brushing his face tiredly. Had he just said 'he killed himself' Tsunayoshi would merely be disturbed, but if the enemy had 'detonated' himself then that meant that the enemy had already been captured and when he killed himself he also killed whoever got caught in the blast.
"I should have…never mind. Give me the list of the men. I have to write to their families…"
"We already did that, Tsuna. And…" Takeshi spoke up for the first time, before he glanced at the other guardian who gravely nodded. "And we would like to request you take a couple days off-"
"I'm not leaving my men to fend for themselves!"
"But Jyuudaime, you also have to think about your health!"
"So you too, Hayato?" The Boss said in a tired voice even as he glanced from his persistent Rain to his guilty-looking Storm.
"Yes, forgive me for my rudeness but yes, I also want you to be in top health." The green eyed man said, bowing his head in self-admonishment making Tsunayoshi feel guilty.
"I'm sorry…I… I just want to make sure everything turns out alright. I could have foreseen the self-destruction move and the letters are my responsibility."
"Decimo, if I may, the Sky is strong by itself. It rules over the rest of the elements, but those elements form the sky as well. Your responsibilities are ours as well. Don't just burden yourself like that. Let us carry some of your burden." Takeshi pleaded with him, soft amber eyes drooping in sadness making Tsunayoshi's heart clench painfully. The brunet avoided his gaze.
"Please…" The brown eyed man softly whispered, "Please leave me alone for a moment."
"Yes, Boss" "Jyuudaime."
'I can't be with you. As a boss I can't. I want to protect you. I can't be with you. Don't you see, Takeshi? The Sky is formed by all the elements, but the Sky has the duty to protect them all.' A lone figure thought sadly as he looked out of his window. The sky was cloudy.
'My dear boss, why do you insist on wearing yourself down so much…?' A shadow flitted past the door already seeing enough. 'Why did you close yourself off so much? How can I relieve you some?' The shadow had a plan in mind, though he wasn't sure whether it would actually help.
TBC
Who is this shadow? What could he be planning?
Kidding, we know who he is. What did you think? Worth reading? What does the Rain have in mind? Did it seem too rushed? Have you watched the Mundial Brasil 2014? XD
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