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I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn nor do I gain any money by doing this. KHR and its characters belong to Amano Akira. Please do not sue me.
Warning:
Yaoi. TYL!80 x TYL!27 (TYL!Yamamoto x TYL!Tsuna). If this subject turns you off, you better press the Back button. Alright, you have been warned. I don't want any complaints, reports, or flames about this story.
Daily Dose Of Takeshi And His Tuna - Chapter 1
"When Tsuna Curses A Lot…"
What the— Alright, this is getting outrageous, ridiculously outrageous.
Sawada Tsunayoshi, the 24-year-old Vongola Famiglia boss, mentally cursed upon seeing the huge stacks of papers lying on his desk, as he entered his office. Yesterday, there were two stacks of papers waiting lavishly on his office desk, wanting to get done, like hopeless mafia bosses' daughters calling out to him in celebration parties which he always had to gently decline, and now there were four! Fricking four stacks of papers that he had to work on, review and sign. It would normally take one day plus his youth and his will to live for him to finish one stack of paper. Now there were four?
Do they like— I dunno, reproduce with themselves or something? I swear there were just two yesterday! I only ignored it for a day and now there were four! Fricking four!
He walked heavily toward his desk with a grumpy face, still cursing his fate. He swore he didn't sign up for this.
"This is just ridiculous." Tsuna shifted his hands through the stacks, deliberately skimming on those papers.
"Meh, fuck it." He mentally threw his hands to air, finally had enough of these paperwork. As much as he would want to throw it out of his window, he knew he had the responsibility to do that.
"Just fuck this." Tsuna lifted the first stack from his desk and put it on a table not far from his position, clearing his desk from his frustration.
"And fuck that." He took the second stack and put it on the meeting table, located just across of the table where he put the first stack.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck. " Now he just blatantly threw random curses out of nowhere. He must have had reached his limit. Tsuna was not even the type that normally curses on something. He was poised and gentle. He didn't have a potty mouth. He didn't swear. Even if he did, he would just say it as fricking instead of fucking. But this time was different.
"Fuck me."
What he didn't know was when he was busy cursing, a certain Rain guardian pervert, Yamamoto Takeshi, just slipped in his office and overheard the curses. He didn't need to wait that long though since Yamamoto suddenly glomped on him from behind, pulling him into a tight hug.
But Tsuna knew better than that. There was definitely nothing innocent when it came to his lover. Especially when he could feel something hard was poking him from behind.
"Takeshi, don't even." Tsuna casually declined his lover's advances.
"B-But Tsuna! Listen! You were the one that was asking for it!" Yamamoto retaliated back, his face looked needy.
"I was referring to these papers." He stated matter-of-factly. He clearly was not in the mood to do it with Takeshi. But he didn't struggle out. He enjoyed the warmth coming from his lover. Not the dry-humping though.
"Ehh? You want to try using these papers into our play? Well, I don't know how but that sounds really kinky!"
Not even answering his lover's answer or even wondered how Yamamoto would come into that conclusion, Tsuna reached out the phone on his desk and dialed a number.
"Hayato, can you call the security? There's a pervert in my office." Such statement made Yamamoto to immediately stop grinding his front on Tsuna's behind.
"W-What?! No, Tsuna! I'm not a pervert!"
"If you're going to act like a pervert, I'm gonna treat you like one." His voice was firm and strong, sounded like a true mafia boss.
"No, Tsuna! Please don't do that! I love you! I love you very very much!" Yamamoto looked horrified, not wanting to get kicked out from Tsuna's office.
"And I love you very very much as well but that wasn't the case. So, are you gonna behave or not?" Tsuna's voice was still relentless.
"Aww… can I at least get a—" Before Yamamoto finished his sentence, Tsuna proceeded to call again.
"Hello, Hayato? About that security—"
"Okay, okay! I'll behave!"
-To Be Continued—
Author's Note:
This is not really a story. It is just a collection of small 8027 scenes every time I brainstorm before sleeping and thus the title, Daily Dose of 8027. I hope you guys enjoy this.
Sincerely,
William
