Notes: For Bleach-ed Nat-su as Christmas present and a thank you for being my friend and someone I know I can talk to about all sorts of ficcery. Here's to a good year, for both us fic wise and otherwise.
Disclaimer: Sawada Tsunayoshi and everything else you recognize does not belong to me
Guardians of Heart
Tsuna tiptoed into the bedroom, expecting his lovers to be asleep since they weren't in the other parts of their suite. Instead, when he walked in he found them all gathered on the bed – wide awake.
Gokudera was leaning against the headboard, reading a book. Ryohei was sprawled along the bottom of their giant bed with Chrome straddling his stomach as he did sit ups. Each time he pulled himself up; she would press their lips together quickly. While Hibari sat criss cross with a pile of wanted posters – Mukuro next to him occasionally snatching one from the top – and Yamamoto sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his hair dry with a towel.
"Ah…" Tsuna found his lips turning up as he spoke. "This is a surprise. It's been a long time since this has happened."
Yamamoto laughed a bit, "That's true. I've spent so much time going between games and missions that I can't remember the last time we were all together in bed rather then quick guardian meetings between plane rides."
"Ah!" Mukuro crawled away from Hibari until he was close enough to press his lips to Yamamoto's cheek.
The rain guardian hummed, his towel dropping around his neck, "What was that for?"
"Winning your last match," Mukuro answered. "You won me three hundred dollars and a new pair of boots."
"Oh great. Another pair of boots is exactly what you need," Gokudera declared with a roll of his eyes.
Ryohei spoke before Mukuro could object, "I like them. Mukuro has extremely nice thighs!"
"I agree," Chrome murmured before Ryohei pulled himself up and captured her lips.
Tsuna just smiled as he tugged his tie off, listening as Yamamoto chided Hibari for bringing work to bed, and wondered if there was anyone in the world happier then him.