A Ten-Year Later Fan Fiction
A Special Type of Routine
Chapter 1: Kiss Goodnight
Joliesme
Warning: I written this with Family Fluff in mind. However, interpret it however you want to.
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.
Scratch. Scratch. Dot. Scratch.
Tsuna gave a huge yawn as his mouth stretched open, eyes closed and tears pricked him. He glanced at the clock that has its hands pointing at eleven and the number twelve.
Scratching of pen. Dotting on the words. Frowning of the eyebrows. Putting pen down. Taking a sip of coffee.
The process repeated for a few hundred times.
Tsuna closed the last file and stretched. He gave the file a last look before throwing it to the completed pile of paper works. He took the last sip of coffee and held it with both hands, warming up his hands a little. He frowned when he saw the clock struck two in the morning and began walking towards the door that led to his bedroom.
He took off his black suit, left with the shirt underneath it. He smoothed the creases of the suit on the bed, and stared at it for a few seconds before succumbing to a shiver. He took up his coat on his nightstand and draped it on his shoulders.
Tsuna really liked walking to the kitchen at this time of the day, especially after his paper works. He could walk the hall without anyone breathing down his neck about those blasted papers stacking up. He did not need to worry that the stack of papers will double when he re-enter his office. He would not need to smile at every person that passed him and neither would he need to waste extra breath to tell them to be careful- not that he minded but it was ever so tiring.
Still with the mug in his hands, he passed by Hayato's office. Light escaped from the gap underneath the door. Tsuna could only sigh.
He rasped his knuckles on the door twice and opened it without waiting for a reply.
There in the room was the silver-haired man, slumped over in his seat, apparently having fallen asleep while poring over the books that laid on his table. Hayato was smiling slightly, most probably having a nice dream but Tsuna cannot let him sleep on the desk. Hayato had been having slight neck and back pains already.
Tsuna placed the mug on the table softly, careful to not make any more sounds. He pulled the black leather chair out slightly; the roller chair has no more than a squeak when its rollers rolled against the carpeted floor. Tsuna picked up Hayato easily- in a bridal style. Tsuna kicked open the office door slightly and walked to the opposite door. Cursing slightly, he allowed Hayato to lean on his shoulder- the sudden weight on his shoulder made him stagger a little but still stood tall. He quickly turned the knob, allowing the door to unlatch itself. He placed Hayato back onto his arms as he kicked the bedroom door open.
Trudging through the room in darkness, he knew the layout long enough to be able to place Hayato on his bed. Hayato squirmed a little and snuggled closer into the pillows, earning a smile from Tsuna. Tsuna blanketed the silver-haired man and smiled down on him.
He leaned closer and kissed the forehead, "Goodnight."
/
Retrieving his mug, he walked down the hall. A shadow passed by and he smiled. He continued on walking, knowing that the shadow of the person was still there.
"Hello, Kyoya."
"Hn."
Kyoya suddenly walked beside Tsuna wordlessly. The duo walked in silence till they reached the crossroads. The duo stopped.
"It's 2.30. " There, the unspoken concern: why aren't you sleeping.
"Yea, the moon's pretty bright, isn't it?"
Kyoya stared at the brunet, no words escaping his lips but comprehension played on his face: why aren't you sleeping too?
Tsuna smiled slightly as he said, "I can brew your favourite coffee tomorrow morning during breakfast." - I would like to see you tomorrow during breakfast.
Kyoya nodded his head, "Make it thicker." - I'll be there.
Tsuna smiled and Kyoya walked off. Tsuna felt the weight of mug become heavier before he said it out loud, "Kyoya."
Kyoya stopped and stood there looking at Tsuna. Tsuna took a step closer, now they were few inches apart. Despite the fact that Tsuna was shorter, Kyoya could feel the breath coming out of Tsuna's nose, vice versa. Kyoya crinkled his nose a little before his eyes widened slightly as Tsuna' sudden jerking movement forward.
He leaned in and kissed the forehead, "Goodnight."
/
Tsuna saw the slightly ajar door and walked in, still holding his mug, only now that it was cold. He saw Takeshi practicing his sword and made no attempt to make a sound. He stood at the now open doorway, staring as Takeshi swung his Shigure Kintoki. He wrinkled his nose as he stopped a sneeze from coming through and glanced at Takeshi, hoping that he did not notice him.
Except Takeshi noticed him first.
"It's late," Takeshi frowned, "you look really tired, Tsuna."
"Mmhmm," Tsuna mumbled, fingers twirling the handle of the mug, stifling another sneeze.
Takeshi patted Tsuna back, as of urging him to leave, "so go sleep!"
Tsuna stopped at the door, shook his head and turned back to Takeshi with a frown. He placed a hand on Takeshi's shoulder, "You should sleep."
"No, Tsuna! I need to perfect this first!"
"Then I'll sit in the corner and wait for you."
The twinkle of eyes reassured Takeshi that Tsuna would not give up on this matter. Takeshi sighed visibly, earning a smile from Tsuna and walked to the opposite room.
Tsuna squeezed Takeshi's shoulder, making him turn around. Takeshi turned and something soft touched his forehead, his eyes widened in surprise, then comprehension. His eyes closed, a smile playing on his lips as the man brushed past him.
He leaned in and kissed the forehead, "Goodnight."
/
Tsuna saw the room and did a double-take. He heard voices and.. Sounds. Well, he was curious.
He turned knob and ... SMACK
A pillow.
"Ah! Tsuna-nii!"
"What. Are. You. Doing. So. Late. At. Night. Lambo?"
Lambo stopped jumping on the bed and he landed on his butt, bouncing a little with the tension. He wore a sheepish smile on his face, gesturing to his bed.
"Playing?" He said uncertainly, with his little cheeky face.
"Go to bed.." Tsuna sighed.
"But Lambo wants to jump on bed beds!"
Tsuna wriggled his finger at Lambo and in a "act cute" voice, he said, "And Tsuna-nii says no-no!"
Lambo pouted. Tsuna walked over, placing his mug on the table near the bed. He pushed Lambo into the bed, causing a muffled 'ompf' to escape the lips of Lambo's. Tsuna smiled as Lambo tried to get up and he pushed Lambo down harder causing the little kid to hit the bed roughly. Tsuna pulled up the sheets over the pouting kid.
"Are you trying to rape me?"
Tsuna laughed, "I can always try," and he peeled off the right sleeve of the 15-year-old.
Lambo gasped jokingly as he scrambled to pull up the sleeve, earning another burst of mirth from Tsuna. Tsuna hummed a soft lullaby as the teen snuggled closer to his big brother for comfort.
Lambo kissed the forehead of Tsuna sleepily and pointed to his own.
Tsuna smiled and whispered, "Aren't you afraid I'll take advantage?"
Lambo chuckled softly before shaking his head, "I'll be the one that will win."
Tsuna laughed as he slapped the teen playfully.
He leaned in and kissed the forehead, Goodnight."
/
Switching the lights to semi-dark, Tsuna took his mug and closed the door softly, smiling when he heard the light snores from the kid.
He saw the next door glowing purple and sighed inwardly.
He kicked open the door with much distaste and a loud "OMPF" was heard. Tsuna gave the man on the floor a fleering look before looking at the woman who was dressed in the night gown on the bed.
He edged closer to the teal-haired lady, carefully treading on the pant's seam lines of the man on the floor.
The lady seemed to be aware of his arrival and her eyes fluttered open sleepily. A faint smile played on her lips and she raised her head. Chrome placed her soft rosy lips on Tsuna's cheeks.
He leaned in and kissed the forehead, "Goodnight."
/
He turned, picking up a pillow and smashing it into Mukuro's face. Another muffled cry was heard and Tsuna crossed over Mukuro, knees placing on both sides of Mukuro's pelvic area.
"Oh? Even though I want you, but I didn't expect this so soon."
"Idiot," Tsuna gave the man a punch in the gut before he squeezed his knees together, ramming into Mukuro's pelvic bone with much force, "I just like torturing you."
He stood up, reached over for a blanket to cover Mukuro.
"You want to sleep~ OMPF!" Another punch.
He leaned in and kissed the forehead, "Goodnight."
/
He reached the kitchen and place down his mug in the sink. He contemplated whether to wash it or not. For a while, he just stood there staring at the orange mug in the sink.
He sighed.
He turned the tap and water came streaming down. He rinsed the mug then switched off the tap. He reached forward for some detergent, cleaning off coffee slime and then rinsed the mug again. Satisfied with himself, he overturned the mug and placed it with another stack of mugs above the sink. He clapped his hands to dust off dust and placed them on his waist, grinning.
He turned and the phone in his pocket vibrated. He fished out his phone and picked up the call.
"Hello? This is Sawada Tsunayoshi."
"Sawada! It's Ryohei here!"
"Oh! Ryo-nii! It is only 3PM at where you are, right?"
"Yup! The Varia's good already and I'm going back."
"Mmhmm, take care Ryo-nii."
"How's the others? Are they fine? What time... OH! IT IS EXTREMELY 3AM OVER THERE! Why are you extremely awake!"
"I'm going deaf, Ryo-nii!" Tsuna exclaimed as he pulled the phone away, "IM EXTREMELY GOING TO SLEEP SOON TOO!"
"Oh. I understand what you mean by you're going deaf," then laughter blared from the phone, "alright then! Goodnight!"
A smile graced Tsuna's face, "Goodnight!"
"I want my goodnight kiss too!"
Tsuna laughed, "yes yes."
And he brought the phone to his lips and kissed the headset, "Goodnight."
/
He reached his room. He walked in, sitting on the edge of the bed as he placed his coat on the nightstand. He took a new set of clothes from the wardrobe and went into the shower.
And then, he went to sleep, knowing that everyone is safe and everyone has kissed everyone goodnight.
And the fact that he has to wake up at 7 the next morning. He groaned inwardly.
OMAKE
Kyoya walked away, blushing furiously as his heart pounded against his ribcages.
What does he think he is...
Who does he think he is...
He's just a omnivore. An animal.
A kiss without passion is like kissing a dead pig.
Even though he does it every time Kyoya is still in the mansion at night, Kyoya still could not bring himself over it.
And then, Kyoya stopped dead in his tracks, realization dawning on his face. Horror masking his face.
Don't tell me he is in love with me?!
/
"Tsunayoshi kissed me... kufufu.." Mukuro blushed as he repeated the same lines over and over again and still on the cold hard floor.
Chrome trashed in her bed, being affected by the sounds Mukuro was making.
"I think he likes me..."
"Mukuro-sama!" Chrome threw her pillow at the figure on the floor, "it's his standard goodnight kiss!"
Kiss Goodnight – Fin.
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Hello! Another fic this quick? My major paper ended today so which means... more updates! But I'm working as well and there's the grad night to worry about. At least once a week for these few weeks but not all my fics will be updated though. I'm updating my AR fic next and I already have the next chapter outline for this already out.
There were thoughts on this being a one-shot but... I have a few special routines in mind so... be sure to wait for them!
Next chapter: Coffee talks