The beginning wasn't anything anybody could ever predict, not even Reborn. It was dark, and Tsuna felt his body caressed by something soft. The smell of flowers filled the little air in the small space he was in. A sharp sensation of panic suddenly pierced his chest, and he placed his open palm in front of him, against whatever it was, and it moved; he slid it aside, and sat up – finding himself in no less than a coffin full of white flowers, with the cress of the Vongola family on the lid of it, followed by the number ten. The... tenth. Himself... Vongola-no-jyuudaime...
He was so much in shock, he could barely move, he could remember that well. Everything that followed up until this moment was very much fast as a heartbeat – learning about the future, training relentlessly, resting only for the sole purpose of going more and more towards the purpose of saving the sake of themselves. Their lives, their loved ones, their families... maybe even the world, as it's brought up from time to time, but Tsuna tries not to think about that, it's too much of a large-scale purpose to grasp to fight for. It's easier when you have something in front of your eyes, to look at, that's right, the reward you'll earn, and the price you will pay... The things Irie-san says, seem so big for a Nami-chuu student! No-good Tsuna, more so... He shook his head, hoping to avoid flashbacks from coming. Still – Reborn believes in him, no matter what he says and does, and how underhanded he sometimes is, he never gives up on him, and that must mean he sees a point to it.
'I-I wonder what... Gokudera-kun is thinking, right about now.' He watched Gokudera sleeping from his own bed. In their underground hideout, there were many rooms. Tsuna really thanked Giannini in his heart for planning this place, and he didn't want to think about what they would have done without it. It had everything and anything they needed, 'besides some fresh air...' Tsuna thought to himself for a moment and sighed quietly, for not to wake up Gokudera, but he knew that would be impossible to do, since no one fully understood the non-trinisette policy outside. The hideout had many floors and spaces, so they could sleep in peace while the kids and girls made noise and mess in the kitchen and dining room, Yamamoto would train in his made dojo or whoever else needed any training, Bianchi could play her piano, the bath-house could be used without any disturbances, Hibari-san would be able to peacefully be alone in his quarters with Kusakabe-san, Giannini, Irie-san and Spanner could experiment with their machines – and even the box weapon animals could be let out to do whatever they want. Everyone was pleased.
And Gokudera looked peaceful in his sleep, in his bed in the room he shared with Tsuna. Chrome-san preferred to be alone at first, but even she broke eventually and warmed up to everyone, when I-pin didn't give up and showed up in her room. After so many days with Gokudera appearing at his home in the morning, walking to school together, then walking back home, usually doing schoolwork and passing so much time with each other, it started to feel odd when they had to separate for individual training. Tsuna didn't have to ask really; Gokudera-kun suggested himself to guard his boss in his sleep even at the future-suited hideout, in his room, and it felt nice, especially after the Melone base raid, and that scary feeling, that he is going to lose his entire family in that tank. Seeing Gokudera-kun and Lal Mirch knock on that glass and protest, was a memory that even though made chills run down his spine, afterwards made him smile. He wasn't sure why – perhaps because his hyper intuition told him that they were worried for his well being, but he already knew at that point that everything is going to be alright.
And so, they began to sleep in the same room, that was really small, smaller than his room back home – but neither of them minded. Their beds were quite comfortable, and next to each other, against the walls of the room. Gokudera's silver hair was all over the pillow, and some of it on his face, as he was exhausted from the day's training and deep-sleeping. The room was cool, so they wore long sleeve clothes, and were half-covered by their blankets, Gokudera being a mess from some tossing and turning. Tsuna somewhat wanted to get up and fix his blanket, and run a hand through his hair, to brush it away from his face, but he held himself in his bed. Gokudera might wake up, and think he's weird...
'Sleep well, Gokudera-kun...' Tsuna muttered to himself softly, covering himself with his blanket up to his head typically, turning around to the wall. From some reason, he figured he won't fall asleep watching Gokudera like this. He closed his eyes, letting air out when he heard Gokudera sigh from his end, and his eyes flew open. He blinked a few times, and froze in place. 'G-Gokudera-kun...' He blushed a little, thinking maybe, for a moment, he noticed Tsuna was watching him sleep for who knows how long. He slowly turned around with his back to the wall, and peeked out of the blanket to see if Gokudera might be awake. No, he was sleeping sound... just like before. Just like when Bianchi got all the juice out of him, in the day he first saw the piano, and the days he cracked Systema C.A.I... Tsuna shook his head, and covered himself with his blanket again. As he turned around, though, he heard Gokudera sigh again, this time unmistakeably, and in the quiet of the room, it sounded loud and clear. Tsuna clenched his fists on his blanket and pulled it slowly off of his head, looking back. 'H-hiie...? Gokudera-kun?' He whispered, pressing the blanket on his mouth to muffle the sound. He couldn't help but staring, the other looked so sweet and he let out another whimper in his sleep. Tsuna let out a sigh of his own, convinced now that Gokudera-kun did not notice him stare or hear him mumble.
'Sweet dreams... Gokudera-kun.' Tsuna smiled at the other, leaning to lay on his back. He averted his look from Gokudera to the ceiling and closed his caramel colored eyes.
Gokudera gasped in reply. Could he hear him think? He let out another sweet sigh.
'Jyuudaime...'