The battle for the Mist Ring starts, and the candidate enters. No matter what universe, some things just never change.
"Rokudo Mukuro," Tsuna stammered out. Gokudera was already reaching for dynamite despite Ken and Chikusa's warning looks. Ryohei looked confused. Extremely.
Mukuro only grinned. "Sawada Tsunayoshi."
"Mukuro is your candidate for Mist Guardian. We don't have another," Reborn informed them, then turned back and resumed his (relatively) soft-spoken conversation with Colonello.
"It would be foolish of you to trust me, Vongola," Mukuro cut in before Gokudera could protest.
Of course, that only made him rage more. "Tenth —"
"No. I — It has to be him, I think."
Tsuna thought maybe he shouldn't have spoken up after all, what with the wide grin Mukuro was now giving him.
"Defending me, Vongola? How sweet. Naïve, but sweet."
Before anyone could respond, Mukuro had darted forward.
And kissed Tsuna's cheek.
Tsuna's brain tried very hard not to shut down.