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Tsuna felt the tears run down his face as he stared at the duke's apprentice, why hadn't he stopped the man from kissing him? Why wasn't he here when he needed help? Why did he look so shocked? He let out a strangled cry as the redhead ran towards him, "It's gonna be alright, don't cry. Shhh." He comforted the little boy that was now in his arms
"He..." Tsuna gasped for air, "He... he..." Irie felt the boy shake violently against him as he cried,
"It's okay... Come on, let's get you cleaned up and then we'll go eat." He pulled the bawling boy onto his feet and helped him get dressed out of his messy clothes.
The brunette had been quiet the whole time, clutching onto his sleeve for dear life and holding a hand over his mouth to keep from screaming, Irie assumed. "Okay, we're done." The redhead looked him over, his hair was still wet and it clung to his face in a messy manner, his wrinkled shirt was now replaced with another light blue dress shirt and black pants. "Tsunayoshi-kun, you can't go out with your hair wet like that." He reached his for towel, "Why don't you dry it really quickly." Tsuna reluctantly let go of the red head's sleeve and timidly took the towel in his hands,
"Ne Irie-san, are you going to eat too?" Irie shook his head,
"Unfortunately not, I have some paperwork I need to go through so that I can pass it on to the king." Tsuna nodded in understanding. The two shared an awkward smile before going off.
They walked in silence for most of the time, each in their own world, not really caring for what the other did at the moment. Tsuna's mind kept going back to what happened earlier that morning.
The king pulled the lithe body into his arms and kissed the crook of his neck. It triggered a soft mewling sound from the brunette. King Reborn smirked against the soft skin for a second before ravishing it with nips and kisses.
"Mmm... anhh...n-no..." the latter protested as he rested both his hands on the ruler's chest. He felt too weak to push.
How embarrassing. To be caught up in such a predicament so early in the morning. He didn't even get the chance to get a bite to eat. Tsuna subconsciously hugged himself while reminiscing. He could still feel the dark haired monarch's hot breath tickling against his skin, his large hands caressing his body and dear lord, the tongue...
'Hyee! No! Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts, bad thoughts, bad thoughts, bad thoughts, BAD THOUGHTS!' Tsuna screamed in his head as he shut his eyes and slapped both sides of his face, 'No more thinking of the king...' he thought to himself as he attempted to once again regain what little composure he had and continued down the corridor with Irie by his side. The young boy was determined not to let his mind wander through such dangerous places ever again.
It proved to be a difficult task. After all, the boy had spent nearly all his life wanting to know every single detail of the king that no one could tell him about. And yet, every time Tsuna blinked, he would be greeted with the loving sight of the raven haired man for a split second. Every time Tsuna let out a heavy sigh, he would be brought back to the moment King Reborn spoke in a deep, velvety voice while breathing hot air down the nape of his neck. And what was worse, every time he even did something completely irrelevant to the situation prior to now, he was thinking of the king.
"Stupid..." the brunette said quietly to himself as he rounded a corner,
"I'm sorry, what was that?" Irie questioned, flashing his striking emerald eyes back at the other. Tsuna stopped for a second before realizing his small mistake,
"Ah, no, it was nothing."
"Hmm..." Irie hummed quietly to himself.
"Ano, Irie-kun... Do you think you cou— " The apprentice turned his attention back to the front and proceeded to pick up his pace, ignoring Tsuna's attempt to speak.
A soft clacking sound met against the hard marble floor and Irie visibly flinched. He discreetly motioned for the lithe boy to come closer and when he was close enough, Irie whispered, "There's someone followi—"
"Oi, Shouichi!" a hand clasped itself around his shoulder and stopped him dead in his tracks, "I've been looking for you." the voice sounded deep and breathless, but Tsuna dared not look back to see who the man was. It seemed like Irie also refused to look back as he bore a hole in the ground from all his staring,
"Ah, uhm, w-was there anything you needed from me?" the red head asked, his voice suddenly dropping significantly.
"Not particularly. I passed Alejandro on my way here, said he got to hug you again, any of that true?" the man asked. The brunette could only stand on the sidelines and watch Irie's expression change from a nervous one, to a very embarrassed one. There wasn't much of a difference in those expressions, but the apprentice just blushed all the more when he was embarrassed,
"Knowing Alejandro, he probably made up some tall tale about me as a damsel in distress in which he saved and as a reward for his heroic act, I presented him with a loving hug. Am I close?" he asked through gritted teeth, balling his hands into fists. The man laughed a hearty laugh and something clacked gently against his teeth,
"Spot on." the man enunciated. Tsuna heard Irie take off his glasses and sigh rather loudly,
"That tailor gives me the worst migraines imaginable." he figured the apprentice was pinching the bridge of his nose, like what most people did when they were stressed.
The same laugh came from the man again and curiosity got the better of the young boy. Tsuna inhaled sharply and whipped his head around, curious as to who the intruder was so early in the morning. He was greeted by a rather pleasant sight of a clean, sandy blonde man, clad in a thick purple robe with white trimming and white trousers. His leather boots were laced with black and seemed newly polished. The blonde pulled out a sucker from beneath his robe and presented it to the red head,
"Here, have a sucker. It'll make you feel better." he offered along with a smile. Irie only blushed and silently took it, not sparing another glance at the other,
"Tsunayoshi-kun, we must hurry. The king awaits you." he said, placing his glasses back on the bridge of his nose and stalking off. Well, he would have if not for the stronger blonde holding him down flat on the ground by the arm. A mellow smile rested upon the man's lips as he parted them to speak,
"Are you busy afterwards?" he questioned.
"I have to sort out paper work for the king." Irie answered, not looking at the man behind him. But still, he smiled and gently let go of the younger boy,
"Come by when you're finished with it, we can have a talk over some espresso." He proposed. Irie pushed his glasses up,
"...Alright." he said reluctantly.
The two took off again, but not before the blonde man could stretch his hand out and softly ruffle the apprentice's hair, which he dismissively shrugged off with a very noticeable blush darkening across his cheeks. Once again, the soft laughter rang through the air and vibrated in Tsuna's ears.
As they passed the many luxurious halls, Tsuna couldn't help but ponder about the man before. Who was he? What was his relation towards Irie? Didn't he have breakfast yet? Why was he going the other way? But most of all, why was he offering a sucker to Irie? Didn't he have anything else? But being as simple minded as one could be, Tsuna resorted to asking the red head flatly,
"Ano, Irie-kun, who was that man you spoke to earlier?" completely oblivious to Irie's discomfort, his eyes silently pressed forward,
"Just... a friend." he replied shyly, as if trying to convince himself in the process. Tsuna didn't believe a single word of it. So, being the kind of person he was, the brunette just continued to stare, unbelieving. Irie finally caved in with a soft sigh,
"He's the duke of Milan, arrived at the kingdom a few months back to discuss some matters with King Reborn and has been here ever since." he paused long enough to take a deep breath and close his eyes, "He's also... my fiance."
Rain pelted down against the castle's roof as the people inside shuffled around the halls, retiring for the night. Everyone but Irie. No, he had something far more important at hand than resting for the night. Behind him trailed a girl no older than 20, dressed in a blue silk gown adorned with petite roses. Irie bit back a yawn as he sharply turned a corner, not looking back to see if the girl had continued to follow him or not. It was his job to escort the older girl to the king's chambers like he had done many times before.
"Uhm, Irie," the timid voice called out, horribly mispronouncing his last name, "when will we arrive?"
"Shortly." he replied. Irie despised staying up after hours just so the king could look for another mistress.
Of course, the girl was unaware about becoming a mistress. All that she was aware of, was that she had one chance to bewitch the king, to make him become hers, just as many others had tried to do. Irie hated people like that. People who thought they could rise to the top because of one little push from the king. No, it took so much more work than just a simple batting of the eyes, Irie knew; he'd lived through it.
"Uhm, Irie," the girl said again, tugging at his sleeve. The red head forced himself to stop and turn around to look at her,
"Yes?" the red head drawled out,
"I'm Elizabeth, nice to meet you." she said as she reached out for a handshake. Her blonde hair bounced lightly against her shoulders as she cocked her head to the side,
"Y-yeah..." said Irie. He begrudgingly took hold of the hand softly and after a few shakes, quickly let go of it. Elizabeth giggled a bit and started to speak. Soon, things about her family, religion, region, friends, and even family name were revealed. Not that Irie cared much for it, no, not at all. He just wanted to get his job over with so he could withdraw to his room, or maybe even back to Tuscany where the Grand Duke was waiting for his return. But alas, Elizabeth made things so much harder.
They were soon in sight of the king's chamber and Elizabeth's chattering had descended to a whisper. He could tell that she was nervous; her eyes shifted between the different tapestries hanging outside the king's room to the two guards standing in the front to Irie. The red head could do nothing to help her now, the king was just behind the doors and anything he said could have easily been heard. He only beckoned for Elizabeth to stay near him and walked calmly past the guards, pushing the door open and immediately assuming his position: kneeling on the ground with his head modestly lowered. He hated doing this. But nonetheless, he opened his mouth and recited his words,
"Your majesty, miss Elizabeth Hartford has arrived." nearly every word was the same as the ones last month, with the exception of the full could hear King Reborn laugh before rising from his seat behind the curtained entrance to his bed,
"Good, good." he praised, stepping down the marble steps, "However," the king said as he stopped right in front of Irie, "that took you way too long. We're going to have to cut that time in half..." a new voice came into the conversation,
"You plan on making this a routine?" a deep voice sounded from behind the tall man as a blonde walked out of the room. He looked at the Irie who was still kneeling on the ground and then at Elizabeth, who was also kneeling before them, secretly stealing glances upwards at the place around her. "So this is Shouichi?" Irie could feel the other man's eyes on him, burning into his back and his heartbeat increased in pace for a moment,
"Yes. Shouichi, introduce yourself." the king ordered. The redhead complied. He stood up and straightened his clothes,
"I'm Shouichi, sir. Pleasure to meet your acquaintance." Irie stated with a bow. "I do not wish to be rude, but may I ask who you are?" the blonde smiled as he pulled a sucker out from nowhere and popped it into his mouth,
"My name is Spanner. I'm the duke of Milan, seeking refuge here in this palace until some matters have settled between the king and I." he uttered with a charming, almost teasing smile. "Oh, and I happen to be engaged to someone named Irie Shouichi." Green eyes widened at the statement as Spanner brushed past the two. "But I'm afraid to say I have to get going now. Reborn, you always seem to be keeping me up so late." The other man smirked,
"You said you wanted to meet him." but by the time he finished his sentence, the blonde had already disappeared around the corner.
King Reborn examined Elizabeth, walking around her once, twice, thrice, before breaking out into a small smirk,"It's late now, I think you should go to bed, Shouichi. There's a little surprise for you in your room." He winked at the redhead before pulling Elizabeth closer to him. Irie bowed once and took three steps toward the door, followed swiftly by another bow and he was out the door. Not forgetting to shut it, of course. No one would really want to know what the king did in the late hours.
Irie walked through the east wing, turning into different corridors as he allowed his mind to wander. What was the secret the king had prepared for him? He took a left and reached the stairs. What if it was something dangerous? Should he risk going into his bedroom? Irie reached the bottom of the stairs and turned right down a hall. If he didn't return to his room, where would he possibly take refuge for the night? But then again, what if it wasn't as bad as Irie predicted? The lad pushed his glasses up and sighed. There was no point in dawdling around the halls now, his body was fatigued. Irie finally decided to take the risk with his surprise and hurried down the left corridor to his destination.
He stared his door down when he reached it, turning the knob gently, as if to not make any noise. Much to Irie's demise, the door loudly creaked open. Thunder cracked outside his window loudly and lightning illuminated his dark room. There was a figure standing near his bed with a pleasuring smile. Once again, the lightning shone through his room and vaguely showed the man's face. His stomach churned quite severely. Not that Irie noticed it, he was too busy fumbling for a candle to look up. Once he had ignited the candle, the red head glanced around him, looking for anything out of place. His senses were beginning to haze. 'By a surprise, King Reborn meant a thief?' Irie though to himself as he backed up against the wall and frantically looked around. His stomach was proving to be rather burdensome at the moment. His habit was coming back, he was experiencing another stomachache simply because he was nervous. The other person in the room laughed,
"Shouichi, you're more amusing than I predicted." he mused, stepping toward the red head. A second passed, and another, and another. Until finally, he was within the candle's diameter. He smiled and Irie let out a breath he was unaware of holding. It was Spanner.
"S-Spanner-san, is there a reason for your visit?" he asked, feeling his cheeks heat up a bit. Spanner smiled and held up a pillow in one hand. In the other, he carried a scroll,
"Here," the blonde motioned for Irie to take the scroll, "the king has ordered me to hand this to you." Irie shifted closer to Spanner and took hold of the scroll. It bore the king's wax seal. The red head peeled open the letter and read the contents inside,
By his majesty's order,
The engagement between Spanner Bienati and Shouichi Irie shall be announced to the citizens within four days time.
Irie read, read, and reread the contents again. Which citizens? What engagement? How did he not know of it? Why such little time? The red head looked up at Spanner in a confused manner, not bothering to ask a single question. Spanner smiled and placed his pillow onto Irie's bed,
"I spent a whole day trying to convince Reborn to let me sleep elsewhere, but he held his ground. Sorry for the trouble, Shouichi." such informality! Did Spanner not know that addressing the king by his first name was subject to a death penalty? The red head stood uncomfortably by the wall with the scroll still in his hand, what was he supposed to say to the man? His emerald eyes darted around the room nervously, suddenly wanting to get out of his room very badly. The blonde only smiled and slowly pulled off his robe, dropping it beside him,
"Don't worry," he walked up to Irie and slowly ruffled his hair, "I have no interest in kids." Spanner informed him with a carefree smile, "I won't do anything to you." Irie could only blush profusely and rush off to the bathroom with his change of clothes.
Tsuna didn't understand how that came to be. Spanner didn't look much older than Irie, so why had he expressed his dislike of 'kids' to him? And more so, why did Spanner treat the apprentice like such a child? The brunette found that the more he pondered about it, the more confusing it became,
"Tsunayoshi-kun, we're here. Please follow me." Irie looked back to check if the little one was still there. Snapping out of his trance, the 17 year old nodded and trailed behind him like a puppy. The redhead led him into an empty seat beside the king and walked out the door, not sparing anyone else a glance.
"Now that everybody is present, let us all enjoy our breakfast." King Reborn announced as he picked up a fork in one hand and a knife in the other and began eating. Tsuna looked around to see the others already eating their food so he too began, only to lose his appetite when he realized what was on the table. He eyed the chopsticks on side of his plate and then looked at the fork and knife arranged on the opposite side. King Reborn raised an eyebrow at him, "Does the food not suit your taste?" the brunette waved his hand dismissively,
"Not at all your majesty." He said quietly as he picked up his fork again. Though he was Japanese, he was never able to stomach natto and miso soup. It was pathetic, really. He gulped as he reached out for some fried shrimp. At least not all of it was Japanese food,
"Do you know how bad your punishment is for lying to the king? Tsuna, you can't eat this, don't lie to me." King Reborn said as he looked him right in the eye. Tsuna unconsciously placed a hand over his abused shoulder. He was caught, the king had been testing him, and he had gotten himself into trouble by trying to lie his way out. He turned a deep red when the monarch held his chin in place and kissed his forehead, "Go back to my room, I'll bring you something to eat later." Tsuna stopped functioning and sat there for a bit, staring up at the strange man.
"But your majesty-" King Reborn shook his head and looked at him again,
"Go."
Tsuna sat numbly by the king, stunned by the open display of affection in front of all the people high enough in rank to dine with the monarch. His cheeks blazed a pinkish hue as he fought hard to refrain it from showing, but to no avail did he manage to, it was far too much to handle. The brunette's amber eyes trailed upward to the kings face. He slowly lowered his head and excused himself, using all of his will not to run out the room, his blush increasing by the second.
Near the door, Irie stood beside the king's tailor, seemingly bickering over a difficult matter. His eyebrows were furrowed into a displeased frown and his lips were pursed into a thin line. The smaller boy nearly missed him,
"Are you already done eating?" Irie asked once he saw the 17 year old boy walk right past him. He shrugged the other off with a small wave and turned to the brunette. Tsuna snapped out of his trance and looked at him apologetically,
"I didn't notice you there, Irie-kun."
"Hm? So this is your relationship with the king, huh? Little one." the tailor cut in, wrapping one hand securely around Irie's waist and pulling him closer, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
His stomach growled, "Ah, I-I-I, t-this, It's just, well..." Tsuna nervously scratched the back of his head, "I didn't really think it was that important." he managed to say. What kind of relationship did he have with the king anyway? Alejandro smiled, baring his teeth,
"Are you happy with that kind of relationship, little one?" he asked, holding even tighter onto the apprentice as he tried to break free, "What will you do once he tires of you like he does with everyone else?" the man taunted, his smile turning into a wide smirk. Irie finally broke away, pushing Alejandro as far as he could from him,
"Tsunayoshi-kun, please do not pay any mind to him. More than half of the things he says is nonsense." he straightened out his clothes and pushed his glasses up, "But Tsunayoshi-kun, is there something you would like?" he asked. The brunette laughed sheepishly,
"I can't eat certain...food. So the king said that he would bring me something to eat when he's done." The redhead smiled in understanding,
"So you want me to escort you to his room?" the brunette nodded,
"Please."
Tsuna trailed behind the apprentice sadly, his mind still on Alejandro's words. The king? Tire of him? Why on earth would he do that? What did Alejandro mean by his relationship with the other? The latter sighed; ever since he arrived at the palace, his head had only been filled with questions. And what questions they were! They were all such complicated ones that he knew of no one who would know the answer to. No one but the king. Yet Tsuna could not even utter a single word to the king without the sense of being overpowered.
The two walked in silence for half the time until the brunette's curiosity eventually got the better of him. Another question was beating its way into his head. Summing up all of his courage, he asked his friend, "Ne, Irie, how come you ignored everybody in the dining room? That's not like you at all, you're so friendly." The redhead smiled to himself,
"Because I'm not supposed to be friendly to others when I'm on duty." Tsuna nodded as they kept walking,
"Will you be waiting in there with me too?" he asked yet another question and Irie shook his head,
"Unfortunately not. Since I was caught up in something with Alejandro, I am deeply behind on my work. But being an apprentice, I have no status in this kingdom therefore I am not permitted to stay in his majesty's room unless he has commanded me to do so."
"Oh." Was all Tsuna could say before they reached the royal chambers and the redhead had left him without another word. The brunette sighed, he knew Irie was upset for not being able to speak any more to his fiance but why would he try to hide it? Hungry and confused, he looked for a place to lie down and have a nap. Yawning, he climbed onto the bed he had shared with the majesty last night and lay there, hoping to catch even a wink of sleep.
Once he caught sight of his stuffed lion, he simply couldn't sleep at all, for he suddenly felt home sick. How were his parents doing without him? Did they find someone else to help them with the crops? Was the village doing fine on its own? Tsuna clutched the lion and held it closer to his body before closing his eyes. Unknowingly, the brunette had slowly drifted off into a deep slumber with his toy in hand.
A hand softly caressed Tsuna's cheek and he purred quietly, whimpering once the warmth had disappeared. Cracking an eye open, he looked up at the king and sleepily smiled, "Hello." He mumbled as he tried to close his eyes and return to la la land, unaware of the mistake he had made. The faint smell of pork udon wafted through the air and Tsuna shot up, "It smells good..." he said quietly, looking at the bowl of food in the other male's hand.
"What are you waiting for? I did say that I would bring you some food after I finished eating, right?" The other nodded and slipped off the bed, not forgetting to place Nuts beside his pillow. Sitting down with a pair of chopsticks, he looked at the monarch, 'He really isn't so bad...' he thought as he gave him a dreamy stare,
"Thank you, your majesty." He said as he began eating, hungrily wolfing down the food. King Reborn smiled,
"No need to thank me, there's a price you need to pay for that, Tsuna." The king informed him. But the king's words slipped past him as he focused on the delightful taste of some familiar food.
Tsuna finished the udon quickly and soon, there were only little bits of the delicious noodle floating atop his flavourful soup. The brunette subconsciously pouted and scooped up as much of the udon as he could. The king sat a bit closer to him, "I don't intend on letting you owe me anything, so you better pay up as quickly as you can, my love." He stroked the brunette's hair lovingly as the other one stopped dead,
"What do I need to pay?" he asked, his mouth full of the last bit of food that was slowly being chewed on, "Do I still need to pay off my village's taxes?" King Reborn smirked,
"Of course you still do. But even if you pay it off, don't expect me to let you out of the palace so easily." He leaned down and blew hot air into the lithe boy's ear, "Hurry up and eat, I want you to pay me back as soon as possible." Tsuna visibly flinched and backed away from the other,
"E-eh?" the king stared at the bowl and then back at him,
He moved over to him, pulling him into his lap, "You even rejected me in the bathroom, you need to pay for what happened there too. Not to mention you lied to me this morning, Tsuna. Don't think you can get away with that either." The boy gulped and pulled away from the other,
"I-I didn't mean to lie to you, it's just I thought that I would be bothering you so I didn't say anything." He waved his hands in a defensive manner. King Reborn smiled knowingly,
"That doesn't give you a reason to lie to me, love." He pulled the boy back into his lap and wrapped his arms around him, "Tsuna, it seems like you've forgotten how to be intimate with people, let's remind you of how it feels to be loved, okay?" he smirked as he leaned down to kiss the boy.
Auburn eyes widened in shock as a pair of lips met with his own in a long, soft kiss. King Reborn pulled away and rested his forehead on the others. Smirking once he realized that Tsuna wasn't going to protest and then bent down for another kiss, the other side just a little more willing to do so this time.
King Reborn licked his bottom lip playfully and waited for the other to open his mouth. Tsuna complied and moaned when their tongues clashed and fought in an old battle of dominance, sucking greedily on the king's tongue when he realized he had lost the little attack.
The dark haired monarch broke apart for air and examined him. Tsuna's breathing was heavy and rigid, his eyes were watery, his cheeks were glowing a soft pink, and his mouth was still partially opened. The man smirked, "What a cute reaction, let's continue." He captured those delicate lips again, then pressing their chests together and holding Tsuna by his waist.
"Your majesty." He panted once they broke apart once again, "I-I-mmph!" he covered his mouth when the other latched his mouth onto his neck. He grabbed onto King Reborn's shoulders when the other started nuzzling into his abdomen,
"Oh? Did you want something my love?" the other shook his head, trying to push the other off,
"W-w-wait! I don't want—"
The constant throbbing in Tsuna's chest gradually increased as King Reborn darted his tongue into his mouth again, intertwining his hands with the other at the same time. They broke apart and shared a quick kiss before the king moved down to his nether regions.
Tsuna woke up to the smell of green tea and his stomach immediately growled. A sharp pain coursed through his lower back area as he attempted to sit up. Groaning, he fell backwards and curled into a ball, pulling all the blankets around him closer, and snuggling into the pillow. A snicker was followed by a chuckle as two shadows loomed over him, "He's cute, how old is he?"
"Seventeen." came the king's velvet answer. Tsuna looked up and found King Reborn staring at him with a gentle smile and another man that seemed to be younger than the king himself but the same height. The stranger smiled,
"Cool! I'm eighteen, I'm pretty sure we'll get along just fine." He let out a pleasant laugh and sat down on the bed. "Hi, I'm Yamamoto Takeshi, I'm supposed to take care of you because Irie is travelling to his fiance's native land, Milan, for a short period of time. They'll be leaving in a week or so, so I was informed that I should start staying with you now." Yamamoto announced rather cheerfully. The seventeen year old stared at the older man sitting on the bed and then gazed at the one standing up.
"I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi, nice to meet you." He mumbled, saddened by the fact that his only friend was moving away on such short notice.
"Oh, but right now, I have something I need to do, so I'll come check up on you in a bit, ok? See you later!" The eighteen year old and the king shared a smile before Yamamoto excused himself and left the room. King Reborn smiled and bent down to hug the bundle of blankets on his bed,
"Are you sad Shouichi's leaving?" he felt the other nod, "Don't be, you two can see each other every now and then." Tsuna sighed and mumbled,
"Why don't you just tell me who you are? How come you always confuse me? How come you don't try to explain anything to me?" tears stained his doe eyes, "It really hurts..." King Reborn smirked as his grip around the bundle tightened,
"I haven't gone all the way with you yet, this isn't as bad as what would have happened if we had gone all the way, my love." Tsuna sniffled,
"H-Hah? Y-you mean a-all th-those thing you d-d-d-did to me... it wasn't...?"
"No, my love. I know you're not ready for that just yet."
"... Who are you? Why do you confuse me so?" Tsuna questioned tearfully. The black haired man sighed,
"I'm Reborn, the king of this palace and the villages, I don't mean to confuse you, I just want you to know how much I love you, and I don't want to explain anything to you because you already know everything, you just can't remember it." He kissed his bundle and got off the bed, walking towards the table and drinking his cup of tea.
"I've never met someone named Reborn before, I'm sure of it..." Tsuna mumbled to himself as he cuddled into the mattress, not caring whether he was nude or not,
"Tsuna, be glad that you're not ready to proceed to the next round yet." The king told him playfully and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. 'Who is he?' he thought as he drifted off to a deep slumber.
