Please don't kill me for taking this long! Some people publish more stories than they can handle and end up updating some way~ later.
Oh, oh, oh and there's been some slight changes to the first chapter because it was betaed, nothing you need to go back and re-read just informing you all.
And, and, and please don't flay me out for taking so long because I was sick a lot (as I usually am) and I was getting writers block on every single one of my stories. You try having to update 5 stories while having major writers block! Not pretty, not pretty at all.
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn and most likely never will. Don't sue!
Hahaha warning totally OOC Tsuna XD
The atmosphere in the room could only be described as one thing. Awkward. Awkward. Awkward.
"So Enma..." Tsuna started, trying to think of a way to delve deeper into the reason for Enma's sudden visit to his home without being blatantly rude.
"Well, I should be leaving right about now," Gokudera suddenly interjected, abruptly standing up.
"No! Gokudera please stay," Tsuna pleaded, clinging onto the sleeve of Gokudera's white shirt.
Tsuna didn't think he could handle the situation if he didn't have someone else there for moral support. The last time he had talked to Enma was five years ago when he had turned up one snowy evening to say goodbye before disappearing, not bothering to contact the brunet till now.
Gokudera immediately sat back down, who could resist a plea for help coming from Tsuna's oh-so-kissable mouth?
"Would either of you like some tea or snacks?" Tsuna asked, trying to break the silence.
"I wouldn't mind some green tea," Gokudera replied hesitantly.
Tsuna then got up and went to the kitchen, ignoring the pancake mess on the floor; he would clean that up later when he had more time and less...distractions.
"Do you want me to help?" Enma asked kindly.
Smiling a transparent smile Tsuna replied, "no need to, it's only tea I thinkI can handle that myself."
"Ok..."
Enma turned to the silver-haired male sitting on the other end of the couch and tried to make small talk, "Ummm...Gokudera was it?"
"Yes."
"So Gokudera, what line of work are you in?" Enma asked.
"Explosions expert," Gokudera replied as if it were a common job.
"That must be," Enma attempted to find a word that wouldn't anger the scowling man,"...fun."
"What line of work are you in then?" Gokudera asked almost angrily, turning the conversation away from him.
"I don't exactly have a set job, I move around a lot," Enma replied wide-eyed.
Tsuna almost dropped the smouldering teapot that was cradled in his delicate hands. At the door when Tsuna asked why Enma had failed to contact him for the past few years Enma had replied that he was busy with work. Considering Enma apparently didn't 'have a set job' he had just chosen to not get in touch with Tsuna. That got to Tsuna.
The brunet's annoyance was broken when he felt something rub against his leg, the sudden contact with the furry being sending chills up his spine.
Tsuna looked down at Uri who mewed cutely. "Don't scare me like that," Tsuna said relieved.
The cat mewed again in reply and rubbed herself up against Tsuna's clothed legs again. "I know what you want," he said. Placing the teapot on the bench and heading for the big, double-door fridge that had a small television implanted within it, right next to the ice cube maker.
Opening one of the silver doors Tsuna pulled out a large carton of milk that had an atrocious drawing of a cow – a way overused animal to represent dairy products in his opinion - that was dressed in women's clothing. Next time Tsuna allowed the cleaners to stock his fridge he was definitely going to ask them to refrain from buying any gaudy food items.
Tsuna then pulled out a saucer and three cups and head back to his two guests, placing the teacups on the retro table before going back to retrieve the teapot and the saucer he had previously filled with milk.
Uri quietly padded around behind Tsuna as he did this, ignoring the amused stare from her owner and the confused one from Enma.
When Tsuna was seated and pouring the tea Enma spoke up, "I didn't know you owned a cat."
"I don't, this is Uri, Gokudera's cat," Tsuna replied, placing the milk saucer on the ground and giving Uri a quick pet.
Enma turned to Gokudera with a bemused look upon his face. Gokudera certainly did not seem like the sort of person to own something as cute and fluffy as a cat. The impression Enma had gotten from Gokudera so far was that he was irritable and short-tempered. Enma wasn't one to jump to conclusions so he tried to ignore his instincts but they practically screamed at him that Gokudera would never, ever like him and would forever right off his presence as a nuisance.
"Well this is nice," Tsuna said, holding up his cup steaming of camomile tea and taking a light sip.
"Yeah, it's been a while since we've done... well anything together really," Enma replied.
As Gokudera opened his mouth the sound of his cell phone going off interrupted what would have likely been an awkward and irrelevant sentence. Gokudera reached inside his jean pocket and pulled out his new and expensive blue phone.
"Excuse me," he said, rising from the couch and heading to the balcony, flipping his phone open as he did so.
When Gokudera had left Enma scooted over to be closer to Tsuna who gave him a questioning look. "Now that he's gone I wanted to ask you something," Enma said.
"Yes?"
"Could I stay here for a while?" Enma asked, trying to gauge Tsuna's reaction.
"...I'll have to ask Alaude," Tsuna replied, unsure of whether or not he wanted his best friend to stay over.
Enma gave a relieved reply with a smile on his face as it dawned on Tsuna that he barely knew his best friend anymore. He didn't even know if he trusted Enma enough to leave him alone in his home. He did have a record of stealing money – it was a drug lord's money but it was money none the less - and the old Enma would have never asked this much of Tsuna out of the blue.
"Sorry Tsuna I've got to go, thank you for everything," Gokudera said, picking Uri up off the floor.
Uri gave a hiss at being picked up so unexpectedly as Tsuna quickly said, "I'll walk you to the door," before following Gokudera.
"Bye..." Gokudera said, one hand on the door handle and the other adjusting Uri who was flailing about in his grip.
Tsuna beckoned Gokudera closer. "Alaude will be working tomorrow, come around at about eleven if you're free," he whispered into Gokudera's ear, giving it a quick nip.
"I-I'm completely free tomorrow!" Gokudera whispered back ecstatically.
"Alright then, bye, bye," Tsuna said with a sweet smile, sending the thrilled Gokudera off.
"See you soon!"
As Gokudera left Tsuna's thoughts turned back to the matter at hand. What was he thinking? "I'll have to ask Alaude." What kind of reply was that!-? Moreover if he took into account the fact that Alaude would never agree to having someone else in their sanctuary he was doomed to disappoint his newly returned best friend. Even if Enma was a horrible friend he was still the brunet's best friend and Tsuna couldn't just throw away all those years they had spent together.
Plus the brown-eyed husband really didn't think he could flat out tell his best friend to get lost but he should- no, he absolutely had to, to save them both time and lessen the eventual hurt.
"Enma?" Tsuna called.
"Yes?"
"Ummm about staying over...I really don't think Alaude would let you..." Tsuna said awkwardly, seating himself on the couch once more.
"Oh," Enma said flatly, a down trodden look upon his face.
"...But Alaude doesn't have to know about it!" Tsuna amended, "and you'll only be here for a little while anyway, right?"
Oh god, what had he done?
"Yeah!" Enma exclaimed happily, jubilant about the fact he could stay.
Too late to turn back now, Tsuna thought.
"In any case I really have to go get the mail since it's been piling up for days so I was wondering if you could clean a little something up for me..." Tsuna said, realizing that he really didn't want to clean up the cluttered mess called a kitchen.
"Sure, anything for you!"
"There's a mess in the kitchen and I was hoping that you could clean it up. Thanksbye," Tsuna quickly said, running out the door.
Enma looked at the door strangely before he hesitantly approached the seemingly innocent kitchen. It was a muddle of untidiness. There was pancake everywhere and several utensils had managed to escape their draws and were having a party on the floor. Enma didn't know how or why the kitchen was like that but he pitied the poor sucker that had to clean it up, himself. Looks like some things about Tsuna never changed. His dame-ness was still apparent.
Breathing heavily Tsuna checked to see of Enma had followed and when the coast was clear he continued on at a more controlled pace. He sure as hell would not be cleaning that chaotic, disarray of what used to be pancake mix.
Entering the mail room Tsuna registered that he was not alone. A man he hadn't ever seen before was taking bags of letters out of a bulging mailbox. Looking closer Tsuna saw the mailbox read: "Mukuro Rokudo, number 69". So that was the infamous Mukuro. He didn't look like such a big deal.
Mukuro Rokudo was in casual wear, a simple printed Tee and some khaki's. His hair was similar to Tsuna's because they both had a pony tail but apart from that there were no other prominent resemblances. Mukuro's hair was blue and the top part of it looked a lot like a pineapple, Tsuna thought it was kind of cute though a little strange. Mukuro was certainly handsome, sort of pale, but very handsome.
"Who might you be?" Mukuro inquired, shocking Tsuna with the sudden conversation starter.
"From the way that you're dressed I can tell you aren't a worker but you definitely don't own an apartment here. So that only leaves three options either you're someone's relative, someone's lover or someone's whore," Mukuro deduced, assessing Tsuna with his heterochromatic eyes.
Tsuna was what you'd call a home body but for another resident to not know who he was despite the fact he had been living in the apartment block for almost as long as Alaude was absurd.
Taking in Mukuro's words Tsuna realized he should be offended. He was not someone's relative, he was not someone's lover, and he was not someone's whore. He was someone's husband.
"I am none of those things. I am the husband of Alaude Sawada, Tsunayoshi Sawada" Tsuna replied indignantly. (A/N: Alaude does not have a last name so rather than making up a bullshit name I thought we'd just pretend that Alaude's surname was Sawada. I just wanted to tell you all that, continue on with the story now.)
"Kufufu, you certainly don't look like it. Seems like your still 'for sale,'" Mukuro taunted.
"Mr. Mukuro never before has anyone been this rude to me on our first meeting," Tsuna said, not bothering to hide the blush that covered his face.
"Please just call me Mukuro. In any case I'm not like most people as I'm sure you'd know because you've probably been with most people," the blue haired male replied.
Of all the rude, egotistical- "Goodbye Mukuro, I hope we don't see each other again," Tsuna said angrily before storming off.
"Bye, bye Sawada, we'll meet again soon, very soon" Mukuro said snidely.
Slamming the door as he entered his home Tsuna found Enma cleaning up the last of his disastrous kitchen. "Where's the mail?" he asked.
"Mother-!" Tsuna exclaimed as he slammed the door.
Upon his entrance to mailroom Tsuna found Mukuro standing right there, in front of his and Alaude's mailbox.
"Kufufu, just couldn't stay away could you?"
"Oh cram it you crazy eyed nut job," Tsuna retaliated.
He wasn't the correct temperament to deal with Mukuro and it certainly didn't help that he was still in the mood because his and Gokudera's morning activities were interrupted.
"I was only trying to help," the heterochromatic offered.
"Well I don't need your kind of help," Tsuna replied, crouching down to retrieve the letters that were occupying the mailbox.
Snatching the few letters that were flitting about in his mailbox Tsuna turned to leave. But of course it wouldn't be that easy. No, Mukuro appeared to have something else to say. Why couldn't the man just leave him alone?
"Say...I don't think you've seen my apartment yet, care for a visit?" Mukuro asked, appearing to find something awfully amusing.
"I would but I don't know what you're up to and to be frank I don't like you, one little bit," the brunet replied.
"Kufufu, such harsh words coming from such a naive mouth," Mukuro said, hinting that he knew something Tsuna did not.
"Hn?"
"Let me ask you, do you really know your husband?" Mukuro questioned.
"Why do you ask?" Tsuna retorted.
"Well I always assumed that your husband was a single man considering the fact that he's fuck buddies with the man 'upstairs'," Mukuro said with a smirk.
Tsuna couldn't stop himself. He laughed. Mukuro thought he was all knowing, all seeing; but there were gaps in his vision. And Tsuna was hiding in one of those gaps.
"That's old news," Tsuna responded, his laughing fit dying down.
"Now we're on to phase two revenge," Tsuna said, a dark, orange spark flashing across his eyes.
"Kufufu, interesting..." Mukuro mumbled, wondering where the little devil in front of him had been hiding all those years.
"Now if you'll excuse me I have to leave," Tsuna said calmly.
However just as Tsuna was about to leave the heterochromatic man grabbed him by the arm, "I'll be watching you from now on Tsunayoshi," he informed him.
"Okay, friendly neighbourhood stalkerman," Tsuna replied, jerking his arm out of Mukuro's grip before forwarding off.
Tsuna's day was just getting worse and worse.
Feeling a headache coming on Tsuna gestured for Enma to come closer. "Enma, could you please retrieve the painkillers from the draw in my bedroom," Tsuna said, covering his eyes with his hand.
"Of course," Enma answered.
"Oh and I got in contact with Kyoko, turn out she's coming to visit Namimori today! So I arranged to have lunch with her, oh and I told her I'd contact you so it didn't seem suspicious," Enma said.
Tsuna was suddenly reminded of himself, a stay at home 'wife'. He let out a little chuckle at the thought of Enma being a 'stay at home wife' before answering. "That sounds great! If Haru was here I'd be just like old times..."
"Yeah..." Enma replied airily, handing Tsuna a glass of water and the aspirin.
"We'll have to get ready soon," Enma said, looking up at the clock which read eleven thirty, "so, what should I wear?"
Tsuna absolutely had to laugh.
"Kyoko!" Tsuna called, rushing to greet her. (A/N: Tsuna's just a little bit bi-polar lately.)
"Tsuna! You've grown! Enma! How's it going!-?" Kyoko exclaimed, waving to both of them in her cute yellow dress.
After many hugs and kisses the trio head to a restaurant which was of course full because of lunch-hour.
"I guess we'll have to go elsewhere..." Kyoko said dejectedly.
This was always Kyoko's favourite restaurant and she really wanted to visit there once more. The pasta was delicious and the deserts would just melt in your mouth.
"Wait here," Tsuna said, heading off to go talk to the staff.
After a few minutes of Tsuna talking to several people and the two friends beginning to grow restless Tsuna signalled for them to come over. Cutting the line the two approached Tsuna with a questioning look.
"Alaude knows the owner," Tsuna explained, "we're now dining in the VIP box," Tsuna continued with a smile.
"I've never been in the VIP box!" Kyoko said excitedly.
Enma didn't look so ecstatic and followed hesitantly. Since when did Tsuna have strings to pull?
Picking up their menus the three ordered then tried to ease into a light conversation. However after some time there were prolonged pauses which were only filled by the sound of Kyoko's frilly dress moving as well as the rustling noise made by Enma and Tsuna when they adjusted their dark suits.
Surveying the room in one of the semi-awkward pauses Tsuna concluded that the VIP room was nice. He and Alaude usually dined outside because they thought the VIP box was a waste of money but it was much more private, quiet and interesting. There was a light screen separating the diners from the outside but it was sufficiently quiet and the room was decorated tastefully and with style. Tsuna didn't want to be a high maintenance husband but next time he and Alaude went out for a meal he wanted the VIP box.
"I have something to tell you," Kyoko said, shattering the silence.
The two leaned in closer, looking intent and interested. "Not even my husband knows this so you can't say anything to anyone."
"Just tell us, the suspense is destroying me," Enma said in a low voice.
"I'm pregnant," Kyoko said, beaming happily.
"No way," Tsuna said wide-eyed.
"I thought you put a little weight on but a baby?" Enma said, awestruck. (A/N: That was so unintentionally mean Enma :'(. )
"Yep, I'm in my forth week," Kyoko replied.
"That's fantastic, congrats!" Tsuna exclaimed, getting up from his seat to give Kyoko a hug.
"Thanks Tsuna, I know we aren't together anymore but we're still great friends," Kyoko said, returning the hug.
"That's wonderful, I wish you all the best," Enma said, smiling at Kyoko.
"Both of you have been with me for so long and I wanted you to be the first to know," Kyoko said, sliding her hands across the table to encompass both Enma and Tsuna's hands.
Behind his smile doubt filled Tsuna's mind. Kyoko was pregnant. Tsuna would never be pregnant. He would never be able to hold his baby in his arms and hear them call him 'papa.'
Tsuna's negative thoughts were put to a halt when the waiter and a chef decked in white attire entered.
"I made this especially for you all, enjoy," the chef said with a thick Italian accent.
"Thank you, I'll make sure to mention this to Alaude," Tsuna said to the chef as the waiter carefully placed their plates of food down.
"Thank you, thank you," the chef said, bowing before backing out, gesturing for the waiter to do the same.
Kyoko and Enma looked unsure as they stared at Tsuna. "What was that?" Kyoko asked.
"Like I said Alaude knows the owner," Tsuna replied nonchalantly.
"That whole exchange didn't come across as...suspicious?" Enma enquired.
"...No?"
Dense, Enma and Kyoko thought at the same time.
"Now Tsuna if you ever need any...help you know I'm here for you. I might be far away but you can always count on me," Kyoko said, holding Tsuna's hand once again.
"I'm fine Kyoko, I don't know why you're getting all fussy over me," Tsuna said, taking his hand back.
"Anyway, let's eat!" Enma exclaimed.
They were stuffed, even Kyoko who was eating for two seemed overly full. The gelato they had planned to get after desert seemed like a bit of a stretch now.
"Should we just go back to my place?" Tsuna enquired.
"Yeah, for sure," Enma answered.
The group called the waiter over and received the bill and that's when it began. "I'll be paying," they all said in sync.
"I was the one that wanted to go here so I should be paying," Kyoko said strongly.
"No, no, no a lady can't pay, I'll pay," Enma said.
"That's admirable but I'll be paying. Enma you're a guest and I can hardly make a pregnant woman pay," Tsuna reasoned.
And so as quickly as it started it ended. Tsuna was paying.
Pulling out his bulging wallet Tsuna unloaded several hundred dollars and closed the bill, not bothering to look at the price. It was at that moment Tsuna's two school friends realized Tsuna really was living the sweet life.
"Tsuna...you haven't really told me where it is your apartment is," Kyoko said slowly.
"Oh, you know that really big, fancy looking building we used to always pass on the way to school?" Tsuna said.
"Yeah..."
"I live there now," Tsuna said with a smile.
Kyoko thought she would faint. The rent for that place must be thousands and thousands of dollars each week. To constantly live there would mean Tsuna was the husband of...
"A millionaire," Kyoko said faintly. Maybe even a billionaire, Kyoko mentally added.
"Sorry what was that?" Tsuna asked.
"Nothing," Kyoko replied hastily.
"So are we going back to Tsuna's now?" Enma enquired.
"Yes, let's go," Tsuna said, rising from his seat.
As they left the restaurant Kyoko suddenly wished she had kept in contact with Tsuna. What happened to the sweet boy from high school who couldn't speak more than four sentences without stuttering?
If Kyoko ever thought the apartment building's grandeur was in its enormous size she was dead wrong. The inside was practically inlaid with gold and there were camera's everywhere but in a building this ostentatious she couldn't blame them.
Tsuna waved to the doorman when he entered. The doorman was a kind man with a good family, he was naturally very protective and the sort of person to put his own life in danger to save another. Tsuna liked him but felt bad because a doorman's job at a place like this was surprisingly dangerous.
Soon enough the trio was in Tsuna's apartment, away from prying eyes, and Kyoko couldn't believe it.
"Tsuna I swear your apartment is as big as my house!" Kyoko cried out when they entered the home.
Tsuna blushed and looked down at his feet, "it's not that great..." he mumbled.
"No it really is," Enma responded, eyeing the apartment.
"When I think apartments I think a relatively small space filled with mostly unnecessary items but your apartment has proved me wrong!" Kyoko exclaimed, setting herself down on the couch.
"I didn't really say it before but, yeah, you've got a sweet apartment here," Enma added.
"T-thanks guys," Tsuna stuttered. And suddenly there was the shy boy who couldn't remember which was left and which was right.
Then just as the group had settled in and were somehow back on the topic of how prices were rising the sound of the front door opening echoed throughout the apartment.
"I'm back!" Alaude bellowed.
"I'm in the lounge room, we have guests!" Tsuna yelled back.
"I haven't seen Alaude in a while, it'll be a good to catch up," Kyoko said, ever the ray of sunshine in the dark.
Tsuna laughed nervously as Alaude entered the room, placed a quick kiss on Tsuna's cheek and left.
"Nice to see you after so long," Kyoko called after him.
Alaude didn't reply and Kyoko did not seem to mind one bit. Tsuna however was very worried, Alaude was not in the best mood right now, Tsuna could tell.
"Maybe we should leave..." Enma said awkwardly.
"Well I think we should stay right-"
Alaude emerged from his escape route dressed in clothes that were slightly less formal than his work ones. He still looked sophisticated but there was an edge of casualness to his outfit.
"-...here," Kyoko finished.
"I'm going to go meet up with a friend, be back in a few hours, bye" Alaude briefly informed them, closing the door quietly as he left.
Tsuna knew where Alaude was going. He always knew. After all he was only a floor away.
"Anyway..." Tsuna drawled.
"Tsuna is it me or does Alaude seem even less agreeable than usual?" Kyoko inquired politely.
Kyoko never said her worries aloud but from her words Tsuna could tell she meant "Is Alaude being totally unbearable and dictator like?" If only it were that. Tsuna would even be glad if Alaude was going through another one of his possessive, paranoid, controlling phases. It was the opposite. Alaude just didn't seem to care as much as he used to.
Sighing Tsuna replied, "he's just in a bad mood today."
"Oh...well I do hope his mood improves," Kyoko replied, smiling. Of course from her tone Tsuna could tell Kyoko wasn't convinced and knew there was something more going on but honestly Tsuna didn't want to bring her down from her happy, pregnant high.
"Does anyone want afternoon tea?" Tsuna asked.
"After that meal? You've got to be kidding me!" Kyoko said, laughing lightly.
"Lunch and that tea we had earlier is more than enough for me," Enma responded.
"'Earlier?'" Kyoko repeated.
"Ah ummm...you see-" Enma stumbled.
"We're keeping a secret of yours so it's only fair that you keep one of ours," Tsuna said, interrupting Enma's babble.
"Hmmm?" Kyoko noised, leaning in closer.
"Enma's staying here for a little while but you see Alaude doesn't know so you can't tell him...or anyone, alright?"
"Of course," Kyoko answered joyfully.
"Thanks Kyoko, you're the best!" Tsuna exclaimed.
"Don't you know it!"
"Oh, oh, oh! I have to leave now!" Kyoko suddenly expressed, glancing up at the clock.
"What? Why?" Enma asked.
"I was only visiting Namimori very briefly. I have to meet up with my husband in town now before we fly back home," Kyoko explained.
"Well...have a safe trip. I'll order you a taxi," Tsuna said, taking Kyoko into his arms and giving her a lengthy hug.
When they both backed away Kyoko had water in her eyes. "I'll send you some pictures of the baby," Kyoko said tearfully.
"Thanks," Tsuna replied trying his hardest to keeping his voice controlled and to not to cry as he released Kyoko completely.
Enma was never as close to Kyoko as Tsuna was but they were still on good terms and were close enough to hug without it being awkward. However Enma and Kyoko were apparently not close enough for baby photos because Kyoko did not offer Enma any. Which mildly shocked Tsuna; it was kind of rude to show special treatment to a certain friend in front of another and this was an especially surprising thing for Kyoko to do.
"Bye!" the two adults called out as Kyoko's taxi sped away, waving all the while.
So as quickly as she came Kyoko left and with a heavy heart Tsuna led Enma back to his apartment, intent upon setting his guest up in one of the spare rooms.
"You can pick any room you like, apart from mine and Alaude's of course," Tsuna informed Enma.
"I think I'll choose the room farthest away from yours. I don't exactly want to be assaulted during the night just because your husband heard a sneeze in the room next to his," Enma reasoned.
"Ok then, since our room is closest to the lounge room the one furthest away would be...I know!" Tsuna exclaimed, leading Enma away from the lounge room and into the hallway.
"Here!" he said, opening the door to the third room on the right.
"This is the room that's the most distance from ours, if you don't like it you could move closer but it would be better if we didn't risk it," Tsuna explained.
Enma peered inside. There was a queen-sized bed dressed in simple red sheets, two chests of draws that were deep in colour and a huge wardrobe that was set in the wall placed across from the bed. The room was significant in size and very elegant. It made Enma feel kind of small but he disregarded the feeling. He was going to be living there so he might as well get comfortable.
But before he decided to settle in Enma had to check one thing. "Does this room have any windows?" Enma asked.
"There's none...sorry did you want a view? Or is it too stuffy? There is air conditioning if you're worried about that-" Tsuna babbled.
"-Tsuna, Tsuna! It's fine, this room will be great," Enma assured his best friend.
"Oh...okay...did you want something to do? There isn't a TV or anything in here so I thought I'd bring you some entertainment," Tsuna explained.
"Do you have a book or something I could read?" Enma asked.
"Yes! I recently finished a great manga it's called 'I am here!' then again we're adults now and manga may seem a little childish and..." Tsuna prattled.
"Tsuna! Will you stop being so fidgety, a manga is fine but I don't think it'll last me the whole night so could you please bring me a book that's a little more substantial," Enma interrupted.
"A-alright," Tsuna stammered.
The brunet was so damn nervous all of a sudden and worried about what his best friend would think of him. It had been several years and he hadn't grown up at all...well he may have grown up a little but that was only because Alaude was so mature!
"I-I'll go get you a book Alaude said he liked recently," Tsuna said, quickly rushing to retrieve the item.
Sighing Enma tried to settle in. It was a new environment, a new life, a new beginning and he had to warp himself to fit the mould of a best friend or be eaten by the circling vultures.
"Tsuna, I'm home!" Alaude called.
Tsuna rushed from the room Enma was occupying after quickly ordering him to not leave the room and closing the door quietly he emerged from the hallway to meet Alaude who was searching for a drink in the kitchen.
"Are those friends of yours gone?" he asked.
"Yeah they left ages ago," Tsuna told Alaude, setting himself on the couch, fishing out the manga he had stuffed under the couch and flipping through it.
"Good riddance, that Kyoko girl always manages to annoy me," Alaude said, pouring himself a glass of orange juice.
"She's just trying to be nice...anyway speaking of Kyoko..." Tsuna began, taking a deep breath in preparation for what he about to say, "I want a baby."
The juice Alaude was pouring began to overflow and spill across the bench, a puddle of orange wetness marring the previously clean kitchen bench.
"A...baby," Alaude said slowly, retracting the hand that was holding the spill maker.
"Yes, a baby," Tsuna replied.
"Look Tsuna I really don't think now is-"
"Don't give me that half-assed answered! I wish to have a child at this moment, with you" Tsuna said, staring seriously into Alaude's eyes as his husband tried to stop the flow of orange from spilling over the bench.
"I hope you realize it's impossible for you to have a baby," Alaude said softly, treating Tsuna as if he was twenty years younger than he really was. Wiping up the spill with a sponge.
"Of course I know that," Tsuna replied, turning away from Alaude, "I want to adopt."
"Tsuna I really don't think you've thought this through," Alaude replied, trying to reason with the man.
"I haven't! I know I haven't but I want one so bad!" Tsuna cried, trying to block the flow of tears that were starting to fall from his eyes.
Alaude came over and eased the manga from Tsuna's shaking grip before taking the brunet in his arms while burying his face into Tsuna's russet hair.
"It's just not the right time," Alaude whispered.
"I-I know it isn't...b-but I wish i-it was," Tsuna sobbed into Alaude's shoulder, his small, shaking hands tightly grasping Alaude's black shirt in his fingers.
"Shhhh," Alaude soothed.
When the crying had subsided Tsuna looked up meeting Alaude's eyes and they shared a kiss, a calming kiss. Tsuna then knew loved the man in front of him, right now and always.
The brunet really didn't care about anything in the hours of darkness that were to come. He didn't care about the fact that Enma was a few doors down, not that fact that Alaude must have been with Giotto. No, none of that mattered because he needed Alaude tonight.
"Alaude," Tsuna whined, wrapping his arms around the icy eyed man.
Alaude knew, no, somehow he had been anticipating this because he was ready. He already had the condoms and the lube hidden away in one of the couch pockets and as soon as he pulled them out the two began.
Tsuna moaned as Alaude's hand found its way down to his groin and began to palm his already growing erection. The brunet then bucked up to meet the touch and mewled weakly when Alaude's skilled hand made its way past his pants and into his boxers.
As the ministrations of Alaude's hand continued down in his pants his other hand grabbed Tsuna by the waist and pulled him fully into his lap so Tsuna could feel Alaude's hardness against his back.
Moaning when Alaude gripped his erection Tsuna ground back against his lover forcing an intake of sharp breath from the pale blonde. Tsuna was always unpredictable when it came to sex and sometimes Alaude thought at times Tsuna could be a little too surprising for his liking.
"Tsuna...you're so beautiful," Alaude whispered into his lover's ear. Reaching up with his other hand to tweak Tsuna's nipple.
Tsuna really felt it when Alaude's hand tweak his nipple and the wonderful sensation went straight to his groin, causing him to moan once more.
"H-hurry up," Tsuna said breathlessly. He was already a pile of mush in Alaude's arms and all he wanted to do was sink deeper into Alaude's depths.
"Fine," Alaude responded.
Soon Tsuna was left in nothing but a white, unbuttoned shirt and try as he may he could not stop staring at Alaude's naked, chiselled body.
Crawling into Alaude's lap Tsuna registered that his lover was very hard and very much wanted him. Somehow this reassured Tsuna, recently he had been worrying if Alaude still wanted his small, inelegant body as opposed to the graceful and gorgeous Giotto. But from the pale blonde's prominent erection he could assure himself that Alaude did indeed want him.
"Do you want me to prepare you?" Alaude asked.
Tsuna nodded mutely as Alaude squirted some lube onto his hand before his his fingers made their way past the brunet's butt cheeks and to his hole. Attempting to remain composed Tsuna tried not to squeak when Alaude's finger entering him in one fluid motion.
In small, sinuous motions Alaude's finger moved in and out of Tsuna's clenched hole. Purposely missing Tsuna's prostate each time Alaude continued until Tsuna was relaxed and had been stretched enough for him to push another finger inside.
Then when Tsuna was able to take three fingers easily Alaude ripped the condom packet open with his only teeth, quickly rolled it the condom on and positioned himself before the brunet's entrance, taking Tsuna's lithe hips in his large hands. Then in one fell thrust Alaude entered Tsuna down to the hilt of his pulsing erection, hitting the brunet's prostate dead-on.
After a few test thrusts which Tsuna mewled loudly about and started speaking loving gibberish to Alaude for the pale blonde began powering into the small body sitting about him.
Tsuna was in ecstasy. Every thrust met his prostate, every time his hardness pushed against Alaude's stomach it made him moan like a cheap floozy and everything he was doing despite how dirty it seemed contained the love of two individuals who had found their soul mate.
And it was all bringing him closer and closer to the edge. That was part of the reason why Tsuna could tell that Alaude would soon join him there.
The he was there. Crying out when he released his seed all over Alaude's chest Tsuna felt his walls clamp down as Alaude finished himself off inside Tsuna's amazingly tight hole in a few quick, primal thrusts.
They sat there for a few minutes before his pale blonde lover pulled out Tsuna and could feel Alaude's seed pulsing inside him still, beginning to leak out while he came down from his high.
"We should go to bed," Alaude informed Tsuna in a slightly puffed voice after he glanced at the red, glowing clock.
Lifting his two arms the brunet held them out to Alaude signalling 'carry me'.
"You're such child," Alaude said lovingly, brushing his hands through Tsuna's hair before picking him up and carrying his lover off to bed.
Unbeknownst to both of them Enma thought he would never un-hear what he had heard tonight. Not Tsuna's moan's of pleasure or Alaude's guttural grunts of desire or the reality that he swore he could hear the slick sound of Alaude going in and out of Tsuna.
His view of his best friend had changed drastically and he felt so wrong because he liked his new view of Tsuna and the red-head didn't feel embarrassed at all about the fact that he was now stroking himself thinking of his best friend mewling under himself.
This could not be good.
Finally~
Ahhh I hope you enjoyed it. Took me a while but it was worth while :)
If it wasn't then...oh...awkward...
And thanks for all the reviews I've been receiving *bows, falls over because of bowing too low, gets up, makes coffee, feel fulfilled because of update, tries to go to sleep after making coffee, illogical decision*
Anyway see you later mina!