"Kufufufu... Vongola.. Pay attention.."
"Who...?" Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his eyes, to find himself not in bed, but in school in his uniform, sitting at his desk with stationery displayed neatly at the side.
"Tsunayoshi-kun."
"Mukuro??" the 15-year old boy tilted his head up towards the direction the smiling face of the Vongola Mist Guardian, Rokudo Mukuro, ..surprisingly wearing glasses. Mukuro never really meant any good to Tsunayoshi.. From the first time the two of them met to the time he saved them and won the Mist Ring in the battle with Mammon. Even so, Mukuro always gave Tsuna an impression that he wanted to eat Tsuna whole, instead of just posessing him like he claimed he had wanted to.
"Tsunayoshi, tell me, how do humans reproduce?" 'UHHH?!?' Tsuna's eyes widened at the sudden question and after processing each word through his still fogged-up brain, he began to blush and started stammering.
This has to be a bad dream.
"Uhh.. Mukuro, that's.." The man immediately narrowed his eyes, adjusting his glasses. "It's Mukuro sensei to you, Tsunayoshi-kun. Now, please answer my question if you don't mind."
"Th-They have uhhmm…… s-sekks?" Tsuna answered, stammering the whole while as he looked down at his desk.
"Wrong, Tsunayoshi. The answer is that 'they have sex.'" Mukuro said curtly, lips curling into a smirk at how the boy reacted when he said the last word. Tsuna gulped, knowing that his face was really red, looked away, avoiding the Mist Guardian's face.
Screw the bad dream part. This is a nightmare.
"Then, tell me, how do they have sex?" Alarms began to go off Tsuna's head and his cheeks heated up rapidly. The blush was now full-blown right across his cheeks, his face feeling very, very heated up at the moment.
"Th-That's not a question a teacher would ask!" Tsuna squeaked in attempt to hopefully change the direction of where the conversation was leading to. "I'm your sexual education teacher, Tsunayoshi. What good would it do to me if my own student doesn't even know how sex is performed." The man corrected the hapless boy who was in full-embarrassment mode.
"Perhaps, Tsunayoshi, shall I teach you how it is done? Nothing beats a live demonstration." the Mist's voice practically purring the words out, like a very, very pleased cat. Tsuna squirmed at the effects of Mukuro's words, each word sending tingles down his spine, alarms wailing louder in his head with every passing minute. "Wh-What about class?" the boy gulped, eyes wide in fear of what was to come. Mukuro, on the other hand, paid no heed to the other's distress and was coming closer, mismatched eyes barely masking his intentions.
"Hiiiiiiiii… D-Don't rape me..!!!"
"Kufufufu… I'd be gentle.."
"YAAARGHH!!" Sawada Tsunayoshi awoke, mind snapping back to reality.
"What are you doing, screaming about so early in the morning, baka-Tsuna? You're going to be late for school." It was Reborn. A wave of relief rushed through the boy as he heard the Arcobaleno's familiar voice, not the other's.
"Meeehhh…Wha-…?" Tsuna, still blurred from his sudden awakening turned to look at the small bedroom clock placed on his desk. '7.04..' the numbers seemed so strange, as though they were alphabets of an alien language of some sort through his half-lidded eyes, still feeling rather drowsy. Tsuna felt as though some weight was on his body. His mind was still clearing up, and he felt sort of dizzy, somehow.
"What are you talking about..? It's still 7.04 a.m., Reborn.. Let me go back to sleep…." The boy replied, dazed as he began to close his eyes again. "Vongola…" the smooth all-too familiar voice from his dreams made Tsuna's body become stock-still immediately. It was his voice.
Tsuna's eyes immediately flew open to the figure that was currently the weight on his body.. Through his blurred foggy vision, he saw the pineapple hairstyle. The mismatched eyes. The smug smirk on the figure's lips. Rokudo Mukuro.
And if Rokudo Mukuro whom he had dreamt about nearly close to doing something to him a few moments ago was in his room was bad, that was something little compared to what position Mukuro and him were in right now. The Rokudo Mukuro was currently straddling his hips, a dirty smile on his face.
"H-HIIIIIIIEEEE!!!!!" "Good morning, Tsunayoshi." The man greeted him like normal, as if the fact that straddling a person's hips and greeting them 'Good morning' as they wake up was being the most normal thing anyone (No one)would do.
"M-MUKURO?!!?! What are you doing here in my room?!?!" the boy stammered, feeling conscious of the position they were currently in right now. "How about a good morning kiss..?" Mukuro suggested, ignoring Tsuna's question and certainly, his protests.
"Stay still, Tsunayoshi." Mukuro ordered sternly as Tsuna struggled effortlessly under Mukuro's weight. 'Why.. Why must he be so heavy..?' After a few more effortless kicks, Tsuna decided it was useless and decided to stop. "That's a good boy.." A gloved finger traced his lips, the cool material lightly coming in contact with his skin. Tsuna closed his eyes tightly, whimpering.
He could feel Mukuro's body shifting above his. He was coming closer, so close that he could feel the other's breath tickling his skin. Tsuna shuddered and clenched his eyes even tighter, waiting for what was to come as Mukuro closed in for his lips.
"BAKA TSUNAAA!!!!" Instead of the soft feeling of Mukuro's lips on his own, what came was an incredibly painful hit on his forehead that made him feel as though his skull was being cracked open on the spot. "O-Ow! Mukuro?!?" Tsuna rubbed his forehead, trying to soothe the place which was now throbbing. His vision was getting blurry again.. when the blurriness finally cleared (For the 2nd time XD), in Mukuro's stead was an annoyed looking Reborn.
"RE-REBORN?!" Tsuna cried in surprise, as if he had just woken up to find his long-lost grandmother on his bed offering him cookies. Reborn frowned. "THANKGODIT'SYOUREBORN! IdreamtthatMukurowasmysex-.." Tsuna stopped just in time, realizing he was about to spill something very embarrassing. Reborn frowned at his pupil's incoherent rambling.
"That aside, don't you think you're already late for school?" the arcobaleno reminded. Tsuna glanced sideways at the clock. 8.10. 10 minutes late. "Oh no!!"
After successfully putting on his uniform in record timing, Tsuna rushed downstairs, grabbing the last piece of toast off the plate and stuffing it into his mouth before dashing through the door.
He noticed that the morning was unusually quiet as he ran to school. Yamamoto and Gokudera had already gone ahead of him. Finally, when Namimori Middle School came into sight, Tsuna skidded to a halt, praying silently that Hibari wouldn't catch him.
"Latecomers will be bitten to death."
"HIIIIIEEEEE?!?!"
This is just one of my worser days (T_T;)
A/N: I KNOW THIS IS AWFULLY SHORT..As it's probably not enough to satisfy even me, who reads other people's fanfictions so I understand your feelings of frustration. This chapter is but a preview to see if anyone is interested in this fic.. Depending on how many reviews I get.. The other chapters would be longer, I promise. Uhm.., so this is the start of either a wondeful/failing T_T fanfiction.. Please REVIEW.. Reviews give me motivation to continue this story. Just click the button to review. It's that simple to keep this fic going o_o. (Special thanks goes out to Konohana who read through my fic ^_^~)