Code: KHR-M-CH.01

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the featured media, the rights go to their featured media.

Media: Katekyo Hit-man Reborn.

Title: Masquerade

Chapter: 1.

Status. In-Progress.

Tsunayoshi awoke from a restless sleep in a pain filled haze, his body jolting upwards as sweat rolled down his flushed skin, his head throbbing as his shaky hands went to nurse the palpitating area, his dainty fingers resting on soft, damp bangs heavily.

Groaning the brunet left the comfort of his warm bed; sliding out of the cotton duvet and twisting his feet to meet the cool fool; the smooth surface sending a shiver up his spine as he got up, his feet bare not liking the difference in temperature.

Glancing at his alarm clock he felt the sudden urge to hit something; brightly illuminated in the darkness of his room was '5:54' - standing out clearly almost mockingly to his eyes. Irritation tingled through his body in the knowledge he had just lost two hours sleep; for something as stupid as a vision he couldn't properly remember.

Leaving his bed behind him, he went in search of clothes, cursing all the way to his wardrobe before roughly opening the doors, caramel orbs glancing at the different colours and garments, only to sigh when coming across his uniform; the dully coloured yellow unmistakable even in his poorly lit room; even the sun was still asleep!. Tsuna gingerly took the hanger from the rack, and placed it on the wooden door without a second glance.

His blazer was a horrid yellow, while the tie was black and his dress shirt was white; though with the cheap material the school used, it never looked clean and black trousers which fit in all the wrong places. The school's emblem was displayed on the jackets pocket on the left-hand side; the emblem for the best school in all three realms; it had the best results, the best teaching methods (though, however thought that had forgotten about Nezu, his teacher) and the best equipment.

Abounding the clothes were the hung he started to remove his plain white top, his hair becoming even more unruly as he tugged the material over his head, dropping it to the floor near his feet; the smooth cotton brushing against his skin as he left his bandaged abdomen bare.

Fiddling with the tie on his pyjama bottoms, the brunet let them slide off of his body, and was just about to start dressing for the day ahead when his shriving suddenly got worse - the air becoming chilly and thick, while an amused laugh rang in his ears. The teen turned on his heels in recognition, his eyes flittering out the mist with eased practice.

Seeing a blurring figure Tsuna gave a yelp of surprise 'W-what are you doing here?' his voice shrill as the fog started to clear, the taller of the two stepping forward.

'Is that anyway to speak to your fiancé?' the man chided through a chuckle, his lips quirking as he noticeable eyed the petit form in front of him 'Oh my, it looks like I've picked a rather bad time to drop by'

Tsuna blushed, puffing his cheeks in embarrassment 'If I didn't know better I'd say you somehow planned this' he huffed, however turned back to his uniform so he wouldn't be so exposed and quickly tugged his dress-shirt off of it's hanger, pulling his arms through the right holes with swift movements, and pointedly ignored the buttons in favour of untangling his trousers from their thin metal cage; standing into them with ease as he kept his balance.

A squeak left Tsuna's mouth as warm arms appeared around his waist - wrapped gently around him, his fiancé's face resting in the nock of his neck, balmy breath ghosting over his collarbone and cheek sent a shiver down his spine.

'Oh, how cold Tsunayoshi' the illusionist whispered. The smaller boy stilled, swallowing quietly as his caramel eyes looked into teasing dual ones.

'Mukuro, I - I thought we were meeting this evening, right?, so why -'

A low hum rang in Mukuro's throat; vibrating on his partners skin as he replied with a worried edge that made the light in his red and blue orbs all but disappear 'You really didn't realise?, you called again'

The brunet sighed as he sent the man an apologetic look in the knowledge that his magic was very unstable, and at the moment; hard to control 'I'm sorry, I've been doing that a lot lately haven't I?' Tsuna murmured, bringing his hand to meet their large counter parts that were now attached his stomach.

'That, my dear, is an understatement' Mukuro truanted "Here there's little old me, being woken up in all hours of the morning only to be treated to a cold shoulder when he arrives. How very cruel you are'

Tsuna pouted 'You could just stop answering' despite his stubborn words a wave of guilt hit him; it were true after all, he had subconsciously been 'calling' for help every night (his physic middle school teacher would have been so proud) and Mukuro had come every time; sometimes staying for hours, desperately trying to calm him down after a particularly bad dream or vision had stolen his night. It hadn't been doing neither of them any good but Tsuna wasn't entirely sure what to do about it; he never remembered calling for Mukuro and however much he tried to control his nightly terrors, he found that increasingly difficult.

'Or you could just stop being so stubborn and tell me what's causing you such distress' Mukuro retorted, their eyes glued to one another, like if they looked away they'd lose some kind of fight.

'It's nice of you that your worried, but there's really nothing wrong; it's just a feeling" Tsuna replied gently, wary of worrying the other for something stupid; he had been wrong before about his visions and since he couldn't remember most of what he had been seeing recently...

'Tsunayoshi' Mukuro started exasperatedly 'You and I both know who you are, and that your "feelings", as you say, are a lot more then such a simple thing' Tsuna had saved his life once because of them; and he didn't like it when said brunet put himself down; Vongola blood ran thick and powerful inside of him after all if nothing else.

'Oh, but your wrong there Ro. There's nothing more complicated then the feelings of others" Tsuna's eyes flickered the brightest of ember before they snapped shut, fluttering open seconds later to reveal their usual caramel swirl 'B-but that's just my…opinion" he added lowly.

The illusionist smiled genuinely and laughed 'Of course they are' in agreement, squeezing his partner slightly in support.

Shifting off of his dead foot, Tsuna nodded acceptance, before a cool heat wrapped itself around his stomach and like always it held some kind of command that burned until it was followed or the consequences blazed deeper 'Um…Mukuro?' Tsuna murmured as he glanced around the room, licking his lips, mouth dry before he bite the bottom one; unsure if he should follow through with his feeling or leave it be.

"Yes?" Mukuro asked, his expression dropping slightly as his partner tensed in his arms, obviously thinking about something worrying ass his eyebrows drew together tightly.

'T-today; please be - be careful…I - I don't think there's anything to worry about but, um, I just have this funny…feeling that something's going to happen'

The taller of the two's eyebrow raised, the sudden stutter making him wary; for Tsuna barely ever stuttered, even when he fought (usually calm or sorrowful for the fight at all), or when he was angry (too far gone to care about things like conversation). There were few times; like being nervous or when feeling guilty, so Mukuro took it to heart and nodded simply 'Alright' because sane people just don't argue with seers about warnings; it wasn't wise especially when said seer had a confidence problem.

- Line Break-

Mukuro had left close to an hour afterwards; sharing small talk with sarcastic and suggestive quips that only he could get away with without Tsuna wanting to jump out the nearest window and free himself from a perv'.

How normal the conversation was had made Tsuna feel slightly better; better enough at least to get a few genuine smiles and small laughs, but however hard Mukuro tried Tsunayoshi still felt suffocated about today and what it would bring - And so the brunet's mood continued to darken.

Tsuayoshi sighed as he picked himself off from his bed, standing stiffly as his eyes took a long, hard look in the mirror that hung on the wall opposite him; his reflection saddening his ever depressed disposition. One thing that can't lie, he commented to himself in mock sarcasm that might have made Mukuro proud - or wince he couldn't quite decide.

Glancing at his face; autumn bangs gracefully framing his cheeks while hiding his forehead, long strands coming to the start of the bridge of his nose. Going further down to his lips that held themselves in a tight, thin line and then to his stubborn chin, before tracing the outline of his dainty shoulders which led onto his chest. And grimaced in the knowledge that he couldn't - no matter how he tried - hide it forever.

'Honey!, your friend's here!' his mother called, caramel orbs were dull as he plastered a smile onto his features in response, quickly turning to the stairs and running down with hast - watching his step and reminding himself not to trip over thin air.

The boy brightened upon seeing the brunette waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs. Once he had reached her, she handed him his school issued bag 'Have a good day now, Tsu-kun' she chirped happily.

Pushing his lips onto the ladies check, Tsuna nodded, turning to leave as he called 'You too, mum' over his shoulder, before gently opening the plastic door and closing it behind him; hearing the click of the lock as he turned his attention to the teen waiting for him outside.

'Good morning' the brunet greeted, watching as his friend's puppy-dog eyes came out to play once again.

'Good morning, my lord" Hayato replied with Tsuna's respected title however much he hated it and the formality it brought. As the two started to walk out of the Sawada household's driveway, the taller of the two naturally slowed his pace as they continued; years of practice meant that he didn't even have to think about it 'Good night?'

'Er…I suppose' Tsuna answered shakily, his shoulders squaring with his reply.

Hayato sighed, planting his slim hand on Tsuna's head 'Your lying again' he stated, a frown edged onto his brow.

Tsuna inwardly cursed, was he really this useless? Couldn't he lie just this once?; it wasn't anything big anyway and he didn't want to make a big deal out of it 'It - it was just a nightmare, nothing to worry about' the brunet said, trying to down play the whole thing down that had all but haunting him.

Gokudera's eyes widened 'A nightmare? Why didn't you tell me!' he exclaimed, the two of them barely watching the destination they were travelling anymore 'Do you know how serious that is? You have the ability of a dream-seer, you've got to be more care!; what if you got lost in one of those dreams one day? -'

'Hayato!' Tsunayoshi shouted, his friend flinching at the irritated tone 'I was fine!. I' am fine!. I'm always fine!" the boy ranted; lose of his sleep going to his head as he grip on his emotions became lax. People passing raising an eye-brow at the volume 'I woke up like I always do!. Besides Mukuro was…' he trailed off, noticing the other's horrified expression 'Er… look, Hayato it -'

"What was that idiot doing in your room?" Gokudera demanded positively seething at the thought of that cretin in the Sawada house-hold at all never mind somewhere so private.

'It was fine' he didn't do anything, he never does' Tsuna tried to reassure, his hands held defensively.

'You can't let your guard down around him, my lord!" Hayato exclaimed, in full knowledge said man's past; he was dangerous and not to be trusted in Gokudera's books, though only a select few were trusted.

'Hayato…we're engaged' Tsuna deadpanned, his skin prickling as the air started to get very thick and cold very quickly once that was mentioned; not a lot of people did like the idea of a Rokudo marrying a Sawada or vice visa.

'No!. No! I'll never accept it!' Hayato denied furiously; if he had any say in the matter than he wouldn't let Mukuro five feet near Tsunayoshi.

'You - you're acting childish" Tsuna retorted, waving his ring finger in the air 'Stop complaining, I' am to be married to -'

'I don't understand, my lord. The only reason this is being allowed is because -'

'Not another word' Tsuna interrupted, his tone of voice holding no room for argument and his eyes burning with ember bore into his friend intently, before they glanced around the street; only then noticing that their school was coming into view.

'W-what's wrong?' Hayato stuttered, mimicking his masters actions and searching the area for anything out of the ordinary - but there was nothing, just annoying looking students passing boy or running quickly, the occasional car or person staring at them; which considering who one of them were, was nothing unusual. His anger depleted as Gokudera recognised the look in those ever familiar eyes.

'H -hey, Hayato… just for today, could you make sure to stay on-guard?" Gokudera was always on-guard no matter the situation but Tsuna decided to ask as that nasty burning sensation appeared once again.

'Your intuition?' Hayato asked worriedly.

"Yes." Tsuna answered curtly, starting to pull his aching and tired muscles into a jog to their school's entrance, Hayato following suit, his eyes roaming the area; and he knew right than and there that he'd be tense for the rest of the day.

A/N (5.01.13) -

Hello fanfiction!.

Now that I've got that off my chest this would be another rewrite. I know; I'm sorry! But this one won't take very long! I promise, I've already done the next chapter and only have two other's to do after that before I'm up to date with it again. I hope this is worth the trouble!.

I apologise if there are any mistakes in my spelling/ grammar, or if you find anything I have written offensive.

Thank you to everyone who added 'Masquerade' to their favorites/ alerts or took the time to review, You also have my gratitude for reading this chapter.

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