Title: Denial

Author: Soph Kyun

Rating: T (most likely will be changed to M for later chapters)

Pairing: 27R / Tsuna x Reborn

Warning: Slight OOCness (maybe?) / Male x Male / Shota!Reborn / Seme!Tsuna

Summary: After 8 years, Reborn, now thirteen, returns to the Vongola base after a 5-month mission. Feeling overwhelmed and exhausted appeared to be one of those rare cases towards the greatest hitman alive, though it couldn't be helped due to his hormonal teenage body. Tsuna, now 23 years old, outgrown from his obliviosity from years ago, soon notices the 'slight' changes within the young child's actions and attempts on giving him a helpful hand during such times.

Chapter 2: Warmth

~2:15 A.M~

Soft rays of the illumination of the moon seeped through the transparent windows that were constructed in the dark room. A restless figure shuffled within the sheets of the bed that laid in the center of the said room. A small grumble muffled by the silk fabric left a certain raven's lips. Obsidian eyes popped open for the fifth time this night, unable to fall unconscious ever since he was unknowingly placed on the bed from who knows when. Reborn kicked off the sheets in frustration from lack of sleep, looking up at the ceiling blankly before peering down at his wear. Apparently he appeared to be wearing an oversized honeydew and orange colored striped pajamas. Trousers that fell till the arch of his feet, and a long sleeved blouse that reach down to his thighs, covering his small hands as well. The hitman didn't recall dressing himself up, nor did he remember the events before that very clearly.

Attempting to look over the memories in the back of his head, they were all too blurred out. Groaning faintly as his brain failed to cooperate with him due to exhaustion, another grumble followed a while the boy carefully sat up to glance around the room. Reborn threw his legs over the edge of the bed to get a better view, the small limbs dangling at the slightest. It was a guest room, to be expected of course. He rarely stayed at the residence long enough to even call it home just yet. The tasks being assigned to him were daily and often kept his status busy, therefore causing him to travel to many different sites of the world. The five month mission was no different, and it tired him out greatly. Though the one at most fault for his fatigue was his own body itself. He had just recently turned thirteen which meant he would be facing a few changes either mentally or physically. It wouldn't be surprising if he began to react differently towards others, of course it wasn't permanent since the symptoms in his body are temporary, though it would still become a major change compared to his usual behavior. Reborn, trying his best not to let his own hormones take over and ruin his reputation, has already almost failed that vow just not so long ago with a certain brunette. Still, he cannot recall what had happened during the time since the memory is currently fuzzy.

Reborn took one more glance around the plain room and slid off the edge of the bed slowly, dropping on his two feet, and stood. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with fresh air and softly exhaled. His legs no longer wobbled as they previously had and he raised his arms for a brief stretch. Arching his back, he felt a few of the large fibers of his body release the remaining stiffness within, letting out a pleasant sound in reaction. No one was around, so why the heck not? When the youngster was isolated, he did what he liked more freely, and it gave him more motivation and energy to keep up with listening to the idiots that lived in society today.

The child began to walk towards the only door in the room that was connected to the hallways of the Vongola base. Exiting the room, he looked at both sides of the lengthening corridors, sighing very little in the process. He ran a hand through his spiked hair, his small fingers interlacing with the strands for a moment. It seems that his memory of the mansion's design was a bit blurry as well, though it didn't mean he couldn't pinpoint any section or location of the residence, just the basics for now.

Taking a left, the youngster's steps were steady and light with his bare feet, almost inaudible compared to the rest of the stillness and silence that remained in the deserted hallways. No one was spotted in the passage, and it sounded as if no one was even awake at this time, assuming that everyone else that resided in the mansion are sound asleep, leaving the raven the only one awake and conscious. The young teen gave off glances from side to side, seeing doors constructed with equal amount of intervals in the separation. He further walked down the path until he finally reached the very end of it. A door larger than the rest in the hallways was placed there, Reborn seeing it come into view until it was right before him by a mere three inches. He stood up straight as he tilt his head upwards to look at the familiar symbol that was carved into the wood skillfully.

' X '

'This must be..' Reborn's words trailed off in his head as he looked back in front of him, suddenly being given the urge to enter the room. He didn't know why he had such a temptation, it felt needy, as if it were necessary and mandatory. Similar towards his interest and curiosity, he couldn't let go of such a nagging feeling that lingered through his senses. Giving in, he allowed himself to grab hold of the aurelian made knob, turning it to one side. The twisting causing a soft creak to echo faintly within the room, opening the door as the child looked forward, recognizing the well known room, which appeared to be the Decimo's. Drawers laid on side with a few elegantly decorated paintings on the other, another door was made in the room, most likely an easier access to the bathroom. The young teen's feet pressed against the red carpeted floor, slowly closing the door behind him silently once he spotted the king sized bed that was placed in the center of the room.

Reborn neared the bed quietly, choosing a side to look over and noticed the obvious swelling and deflating movements that the bed sheets were committing. Not wanting to wake the other, his obsidian eyes travelled upwards to take in the view of the sleeping brunette, his back facing him. Reborn took in the image of the brown mop of hair resting against a puffed pillow. The broad shoulders much wider than they were when the man was once a teen, gave off a matured look. It felt as if time has passed by so very quickly, just as if the very Dame-Tsuna he was- was just yesterday.

Reborn looked down, turning his hands over to face his palms, staring at them with a vacant expression. 'He's a grown man now..he no longer needs me. I don't need to be by his side anymore-' he narrowed his eyes as the thoughts ran through his head, questioning himself, 'so why..am I still here…?'. His hands balled up in small fists at the uncertainty, knowing his job has been done, feeling as if the brunette would learn better without him.

His assumptions were soon driven away once he heard the movements of the sheets breaking it's continuous pattern. Looking up, he saw Tsuna unconsciously rotate his body to the other side, now face to face with him. Blinking at the rather sudden gesture, he watched his ex student resume his repeating cycle of stable breathing, unknowingly paying more attention to the brunette's closed eyes. The lashes weren't very long, matching the masculine features that were developed on the man's face. The once so very Dame-Tsuna, also losing the appearance of his Dame-self? How very rare.

Reborn kept staring into those closed lids, as if they were to open at any second now, but the Decimo's body left no signs or intentions whatsoever of doing so. Devoid of expression, the hitman's eyes slowly began to drift a little more downwards of the other's face. Soon finding himself only glancing at lips of his ex student. Once his eyes landed on them, he couldn't rip his attention away somehow, heck he didn't even take full notice of what he was even doing now. His body reacted to the gentle breeze that slipped through the small gap between the window and the sill. Having made contact with his skin, seeping through the slightly thin fabric of his pajamas. He quickly reacted to the considerably cold sensation, the hairs near behind his neck, prickling up, sending bitty shivers up his spine.

He found his body acting on it's own, naturally looking for warmth, he moved to the other side of the bed with quiet footsteps and brought both of his hands on the edge of the bed. Due to his height, he had to bring himself up, and at the moment, he didn't want to wake the other so he decided not to hop over. Using his upper strength with little effort, he lifted his feet off the carpeted floor, finding better comfort on the soft mattress. The urge to stay in the room for a little while longer still remained in his senses, and Reborn knew that it still wouldn't fade away until those temptations were met. His interests and urges kept him from falling asleep, so why the heck not? After all, if Tsuna said anything related to it afterwards, he would make sure the brunette wouldn't be able to speak for a week.

Nodding very little in approval towards his conclusions, he laid beside the Decimo, finally sensing the heaviness developing within his eyelids. Once the man had turned around once more, the raven approached the larger body that had heat radiating off of him. Not only was it chilly, the symptoms of his hormones were reacting quite immediately, making the hitman wanting to be near another body. With light contact, he instantly felt warmth from the other spreading towards him as well.

Reborn came close enough to Tsuna that he ended up burying his face into the clothed torso of the other. Being able to smell the familiar scent of the brunette's, he must have washed the day before. Questioning himself inwardly for the added comment, he shrugged it off, assuming it was only the effect of his symptoms. He gave out a deep exhale, only wanting to find some rest finally after what seemed like eternity, he slowly closed his eyelids, his vision soon being clouded by darkness.

~7:35 A.M~

A brighter light illuminated the room from through the windows. A small shift was made in the bed sheets, familiar brown eyes fluttered open slowly. The brunette's vision clearing up and adjusted to the brightness of the room. Sighing pleasantly, he hadn't slept so very well in a very long time till now. For once, looking forward to what would appear to him today other than the annoying sounds of wrinkled paper, he began his day by lifting himself up. Apparently that didn't work out so well on his part. Glancing down to see what could possibly be preventing him from starting his for once so wonderful day, he spotted a certain raven haired boy. Eyes widening just a bit as he looked down at the child, out of all things, he hadn't expected his ex tutor to be the one preventing the brunette from having starting his day. Though, of course he always would, but- by sleeping beside him?

Tsuna watched as the young teen didn't wake at his own attempt of sitting up, surprisingly. It was more like the boy didn't want to be bothered from his sleep, his arms still clenching his ex student's shirt, causing Tsuna to remain laying down next to him. Amusement surfaced the brunette's eyes as he watched the 'oh so mighty' hitman snuggling against him. A small chuckle slipped out of his lips as he looked over the smaller form that seemed to be in complete ease.

'Really now, and you call yourself the number one hitman..?' Tsuna thought in the back of his head, knowing that saying such a thing towards the little one would mercilessly leave a new hole between his two eyes. Sure the other had skill and lived up to his reputation and position, but the actions the younger one was committing just now was so out of his usual character, he couldn't help but really think that Reborn may have some sort or illness that changed his own attitude immediately. Personality disorder perhaps..? Knowing that the child would never actually have such an issue, it was still odd enough to question the other's actions that contradicted his usual spartan routine.

Tsuna watched the expression of the other. He seemed so in peace that he felt as if he were to tear away from the other's grasp, it would be a sin. Though, today was like any other day, a week day, and he had to get to his office at once to get to work. The thought of seeing Gokudera coming through the doors with another stack of working papers made Tsuna sick in the stomach. He glanced behind momentarily at the alarm clock, seeing that it was still too early anyhow to do anything at all. 'Ah what the hell, it wouldn't hurt to stay here for a little while longer' he thought decidedly, in the end, he remained laying down with the ex arcobaleno.

Bringing up one hand, he gently brushed away one dark strand from the young teen's face, watching as he wriggled his nose in response to the light touch, bringing himself closer to the other. To which there was no more space left even previously, resulted with the raven pressing their bodies together even more. To Tsuna's surprise, it didn't feel awkward at all, he was quite comfortable with the position, and Reborn's small commitment only made him feel the other's body heat even more. It was nice in comparison to the slightly breezy wind that passed through the small gaps of the windows in the room. It made the brunette fade into a complete relaxed zone.

Tsuna looked down at Reborn, smiling a bit despite knowing the events that will soon take place once the child wakes.

'I might get a beating after this...oh well, worth seeing him like this.'