I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

This was wrong of me to write but I couldn't help it…It's only wrong because physically he's like 1 or 2 but since he's really probably like in his late twenties and acts like it….is that still bad?

Reborn was well aware of the predicament he was in. Having all the conscious thoughts of an adult male and all the limitations of this little body…it was torture to say the least.

The little Arcobaleno lay awake in his hammock that hung in Tsuna's room. The room was dark and he could hear the faint snoring of his no good student.

There was a need inside him that he could feel start to grow. Suddenly images of all the women he had been previously been involved with flashed through his mind. He grinned, like he told Tsuna, 'Mafia guys always score', and there was some definite truth to that.

Before he was cursed he was still a hitman, going on dangerous missions, never knowing if you were going to come back alive, and when the opportunity presented itself, to feel the soft flesh of a woman.

Usually it would take place in a back room of a bar, he wasn't a fancy kind of guy, Reborn. He would usually be incognito, trying to overhear conversations of targets that he had been following, silently sipping on his drink. An arm would drape over him or he would see a flash of bare shoulder as she sat next to him. Next thing he knew, there was sweaty skin, heavy breathing and moaning. Ahhh, those were the days.

And when he met Bianchi, these meetings were quite frequent. He could remember sheathing himself in her for the first time, she was a virgin surprisingly, said she was waiting for true love. He didn't know if he believed in such a thing. He remembered how tight she was as he stretched her. He remembered her screaming his name as he took her from behind, taking care to reach his hand down in front a rub her clit vigorously. He remembered releasing inside her and how lovely it looked as it dripped down her thighs after he pulled out. How he would bask in the afterglow.

It was a real curse that he was going through. Masturbation wouldn't help either, seeing as how physically he was a baby and there would be no release, no pleasure outlet. Well at least he could still look, right? He could still enjoy the presence of a woman, even if it meant he wouldn't be getting laid until this damn curse was broken.

Those girls, Kyoko and Haru, were pretty cute though. Maybe he could convince them to let him join in their bath time activities, after all Colonello and that idiot Lambo certainly could, so why not him? Hey it was hard being a horny guy in a baby's body, and at least it was some kind of action. And hey, since he was a baby after all, the girls couldn't get too mad at him if he copped a feel, right?

He grinned to himself, "That could be interesting." he murmured, trying his best to shake these thoughts for now and get some sleep.

Just a quickie, probably won't turn into anything. Read & Review please!