Disclaimer: Don't own KHR.
Warning: You are warned. Shounen-ai applied. Do not read if it haunts.
Rated: M
Dated: 2008Mar
Title: Why are we on the internet?
Plot: In the future (estimated) 10 years.
Pairing: 1827 (slight 6927)
Summary: While surfing for missions, Tsuna had stumbled across a very familiar picture…

Recently it had been far too peaceful for the Vongola tenth's taste. Ever since his growth from his younger days, he had thrown his childhood aside to take over the ninth's wish and his father's last words. From then on, the word 'peace' had never been in his dictionary. The most frequently used word had became 'blood'.

Thus the twenty years old leader tapped on his laptop for missions. While he searched, he came across an image of Hibari, Mukuro and him… The descriptions below were…

… He was supposed to take charge! He is the boss, after all. Yet his guardians didn't let him stop moaning. Tsuna held onto the pillow as he let his cloud guardian insert his into his welcoming opening. His mist guardian had his face near him while he licked his already wet mouth apart for access…

"So… It leaked."

Tsuna gasped as he felt a hand down his already tightened pants.

"K-Kyoya!"

"You said you would be searching for missions," He stopped while he worked with his lover's zips, "I was getting impatient really."

"Y-You c-c-could always g-g-go for-Ah!" The leader was cut off his thoughts when he felt his guardian suck by his collarbone and he started leaking when his pants were slide off leaving his uncovered hanging under his boxer.

"I see you surfed for some juicy stuff instead."

"B-but the p-p-pictures-" The bloodthirsty member of his family had pushed him onto the table where his laptop was pushed aside.

"The first time I see you," Hibari worked towards his prey's tie, "You were in boxers."

"Mmm." Tsuna muffled when he felt his buttons loosen.

"And what I always envied about you," His hot breath breathed down Sawada's ear, sending him shivers down his spine.

"Mmm?" He wanted to know. What was it in him that attracted his partner?

"Were your boxers."

"W-W-What!" Tsuna pounced onto his lover, panting and still flushed.

"Just kidding." Looking up at his prey, he found himself licking his lips unconsciously when the leader's hot breathe hit his pale face.

"I wanted you to be mine." He pulled the smaller form down onto his lap and discarded his boxer to the side. The sight was so fucking beautiful.

The leader was unreachable. He knew that long ago.

It is ironic how so many years had past yet Tsuna's figure only became more and more famine. Yes, he had abs and all. To many, he is a man. Dependable and titled. But to him, he's beautiful. Years of trainings made him, strong. Years of experience had made the 'no-good Tsuna", experienced.

"So, what about the pictures? They are all fan arts," The cloud guardian had smirked when Tsuna tried to protest his body on him, "Or if you would like, I'll bite all of them all to death."

Tsuna nodded.

Hibari chuckled. All the fans are not going to gat away so easily – For now.

Till his leader cheer up.

Penname: Kitsune no Ookami
Author's note: Sorry, it was meant to serve some humor but it seemed that it turned out the other way. My style of writing always triggered with seriousness. Most of my stories orbits around angst, torture and pain in my other account (Devil Dairies) where shounen-ai would not be touched. So this is actually the first BL-fanfic I've ever written. I'll improve.