Have some genderbend.

Title: Red Whips.
Characters: Tsuna, fem!Dino (aka: Diana).
Timeline: TYL.
Summary: It was a stupid crush thing.

The Epic

Red Whips

It was a stupid crush thing, one that he'll get over with in time, he thought.

At first.

Now he's sitting there, Diana awfully close to him, and fighting the blush from becoming rather apparent on his face.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?" she asks, oblivious to the way she was sticking to him.

"No, I'm fine. I'll just go outside for a minute if you don't mind."

And before she could reply, Tsuna hurriedly went to the gardens outside, sighing in immense relief when he saw that he was all alone.

Normally, he would've easily kept his poker-face, acting like he wasn't burning inside. But this night was a different case altogether, Diana invited him to a party she was holding and decided to abuse his personal space as criminally as possible.

She always got too close to people, but not like this.

Holding his hand and squeezing it from time to time, choosing to lean towards him (enough to have a clear view down her dress cut) and whisper in his ear whenever she wanted to tell him some information.

It was hard to stay still.

But under all the things his mind was overflowing with, he knew that Diana meant well.

It's not her fault that he started to see her more than a friend and a self-proclaimed sister soon after he turned sixteen. It's not her fault that he thought her attempts to help him out to be really distracting.

He no longer sees her as his cool sister who he could count on. He no longer sees her clumsiness as something worth sympathizing about, but something that makes him smile with utter adoration that is everything but brotherly. His admiration for the way she manages her family turned bigger, consuming and making his heart race.

That damn whip of hers wasn't helping either, it only gave him more ideas to torment him in his dreams.

It's a phase, it's a phase, he kept repeating to himself. It has been eight years and it only got worse.

And even though he was frustrated, filled to the brim with feelings and thoughts and haunting fantasies, he would never voice this out-loud.

Diana saw him a her little brother, and that's what he's going to be dammit!

Familiar arms snaked around his waist then. "You can't run off like that, little bro."

Tsuna only gave out a sheepish laugh and tried his hardest not shudder when her fingers accidentally brushed low.

"Yeah, I can't..."

This is going to be really difficult.

"What?" was the only thing Tsuna managed to say, too shocked about the announcement Reborn had just made.

"You and Diana are going to get married. Some families started to get problematic about her reasons for staying single, bunch of idiots if you asked me." Reborn snorted. "She deemed you suitable to be her temporarily husband until she quiets this issue down."

With that, before he could say another word, he found himself at a church, waiting for Diana to show up.

Romario was wailing like a baby.

Tsuna was feeling wailing himself, though his reasons had to do with how shitty his luck was.

The ceremony was a blur, he could only remember vague bits about it and nothing else.

Soon after it was finished, he and Diana took a flight to Paris. "For your honeymoon," Reborn had claimed.

And this is how he found himself at their suite's door, repeating a never ending mantra.

You'll get in there and act normal, like marrying the woman you wanted for so long is an everyday thing. You'll sleep on some couch and make up an excuse for doing that just so she wouldn't suspect a thing. And just before you know it, this marriage will be done with and you will return to your normal lives.

He stepped into the suite, assured about his plan. Only to blink in confusion when he saw it engulfed in darkness, no trace of light anywhere.

Concerned, he called out, "Diana? Are you al-"

He almost tripped on a shoe that was randomly lying around, but a body holding him in place prevented him from doing that. "Careful, little bro."

Inwardly, Tsuna cursed, there goes my plan. "Did the lights burned ou- what are you doing?"

He could almost feel her smiling in that cheerful yet smug way of hers. "Taking off your jacket, don't you feel hot?"

Yeah, but not from the heat. "I'm okay, I can take th- what are you doing with my shirt?"

"You should take a shower, it's a warm night."

Tsuna felt those damn hands of hers unbuttoning his shirt all the way and he gulped. "Diana, what's wrong? Why are you acting so strange?"

She kissed him. Hungrily.

He was too shocked to do anything and only let himself go along with her.

"God, I wanted to do this for so long..." Diana breathed, her kisses slowing down and deepening. "It was really hard to keep my facade for all these years."

"Stop, you really don't want to do this." Even if he wanted this to last, he couldn't take advantage of her. "You probably drank something Reborn slipped in here or somethi-"

Diana kissed him even harder, successfully managing to shut him up. "I'm not drunk, Tsuna, I've never been more sober. And you," she placed her knee between his legs, and Tsuna realized at that moment that he was backed against a wall, "can't deny that you want this. After all, I've seen the way you looked at me. It burned."

"So let go, make your gaze and desires real."

And Tsuna, with eight years of held-back feelings and longing backing him up, pulled her close and kissed her.

It was a stupid crush thing, one that he'll get over with in time, he thought.

At first.

Now he sees her, lips painted red and body barely covered, and he can reach out.

He can never look at the words: "Little bro" the same way again.

Diana, he discovered, was rather kinky.

He should note that she wasn't clumsy in bed. It was strange but he didn't complain, not when she wore leather.

And used the whip, you can't forget about the whip.

End.

I don't think this turned out to be in the way I wanted.

I do believe that fem!Dino is going to be a seriously attractive woman. Romario will need to beat her suitors off with a stick.