Title: A Fetish With Glasses

Summary: They had never knew that they would have a fetish; until the day the future Vongola Decimo decided to wear something that was unthinkable to be so arousing with him wearing it. Run Tsuna, run away because your wolves are coming!

Rated: M

Pairings: ALL27, Main: Undecided. Read R/R's below for new rants.

Warnings: OOCness, grammar and spelling errors,horny men, and supreme crack. Oh, Hibari, Mukuro,Adult!Reborn and Xanxus. These people are worth to be said in every warning. Also, irregular updates. Better tell this than never, no?

Disclaimer (for ALL CHAPTERS): If I owned KHR, I wouldn't have made this fanfic. This itself would've been canon.

Now, let's start.

Pineapples

Definition: A perverted illusionist named Rokudo Mukuro has his hair styled as such of this juicy, tropical fruit in indigo colors. This person is, without a doubt, going to eat, in a very different way, an edible human flesh, a tuna aptly named Sawada Tsunayoshi. It is also the hated fruit of said indigo-haired man. Go figure.

Oya oya… That's not true…Kufufufufu~ This is the real one...

Pineapples

Definition: A large juicy tropical fruit consisting of aromatic edible yellow flesh surrounded by tough segmented skin and topped with a tuft of stiff leaves.

BUT IT'S BORING!

Deal with it. Kufufufufu~

Recap:

Curse you…

"…Damn pineapple."

A boy of 16 materialized out of nowhere, his heterochromatic eyes glinting in mischief, and a bit of hidden lust. The boy wore the Kokuyo uniform - a little modified to fit to his taste - and black gloves on his hands. His pineapple hairstyle told his identity.

It was none other than (…the King of Perverts and Pineapples…) Rokudo Mukuro.

(cough pfft cough)

"…Kufufufu, shut your trap, you demon baby. I'm not a simple pineapple. Have you ever seen a pineapple that appears magically?" A microscopic vein popped on Mukuro's forehead, perverted smirk slightly strained at the intrusion of his introduction by the hitman.

"Oh. So you're not bothered being called a pineapple anymore?" Reborn merely lifted an eyebrow, a fake amusing tone embedded in his question. He was sitting on the bed, a leg crossing the other and with arms folded in front of his chesdt. His eyes had a glint of irritation; after all, his 'fun' with his student had been disrupted.

"!" Said pineapple man's eyes widened slightly, his mouth a bit hanging. Mukuro was enraged, but he knew better than to attack the deadly hitman. He snarled, then turned into his usual smirk as he set his gaze onto his original prey; the dazed, gasping, flushed four-eyed boy on the bed.

Reborn glared at the mist guardian in front of him as he realized where Mukuro was looking at. He stood up, ready to shoot the teen in front of him, but a sudden whimper stomped all horny men breathing in the room.

"Mmph…. Huh…? Mukuro…? And.. You're that man… W-what are you g-guys doing?" Tsuna moaned (resulting into two horny bastards twitching) as he clutched his head and slowly sat up, feeling woozy from all the amount of pleasure he had gotten a while ago. His glasses fell down onto the top of his button nose, slowly threatening to fall off.

"Oya oya… better not let those glasses fall now... It has to be put on properly… " 'It will be taken off when we're alone, kufufufu~'

Mukuro glided through the room to Tsuna's bed, ignoring Reborn all the way and pushed back the glasses to its original position. Tsuna looked at him with a confused gaze and a tilted head. What is so important about these glasses?

"Everything Dame-Tsuna, every single fucking thing."

"W-wha? How'd you read my mind? O-only… Only REBORN can do that!" A finger was pointed suspiciously towards the dark man.

Now he finally gets it…. Reborn and Mukuro looked at him like he was the slowest kid in Namimori.

"Are y-you a-another m-m-m-mind reader?"

Cue falling anime-style.

…

Nah, the two guys are too cool to do something like this. (pfft)

Urgh.. why do I even bother... Dame-Tsuna is dame. Reborn closed his eyes and sighed at his student's density. Unfortunately, when he opened his eyes, the scene that greeted him was…

Bloody nothing.

"Tch…"

Annoyed, the dark, tall, deadly sexy (coughexcusemyfangirling) Reborn left the room with his menacing aura crawling after him.

'A pineapple flavoured fresh blended juice would be nice to have as a refreshing drink tomorrow…heh.'

Note the sarcasm please.

Sweet darling Chrome shivered as she felt a tingling sensation running down her spine out of nowhere. She looked at one of the rooms in the ruined Kokuyo building, whispering a sweet, innocent, prayer:

"Mukuro-sama… I hope I can still see you the day after tomorrow…"

"H-H-HIE! MU-MUKURO! WHERE ARE WE?" Tsuna tightly clutched Mukuro's clothes as he was carried bridal style into a dimension of nothingness. Everything was pitch black, but strangely, he can see Mukuro as clear as daylight.

"Kufufufu~ Why, we're in one of my illusions at an unknown place, dear Tsunayoshi~"

Mukuro smirked again at the cowering four-eyed rabbit beneath him, Tsuna's eyes closed tightly as he burrowed closer to Mukuro's chest in discomfort. A warm feeling rushed to his heart, as he looked at the boy trembling in his arms; Mukuro was desperately trying not to squeeze the boy to death.

Oya oya.. I think this is dangerous… I might pounce on him sooner than I had planned.

Not that it's not good. For Mukuro, that is.

Mukuro then somehow sat in the darkness, (was there an invisible chair or something?) with the boy on his lap, still held bridal style. He grunted at the pain he felt due to the strain in his tight pants. Silently, Mukuro cursed himself for his fashion sense. Not that it's ugly or anything, but…

It's an… inconvenience at times like this. Kufufufu~

Still scared to look around, Tsuna felt the hands that was under his butt grope him and made its way up to his thighs, caressing his legs lightly. Flaming red flush painted Tsuna's face, as he looked up to see Mukuro smiling lustfully at him.

"Tsunayoshi… your legs are so slim, I wonder if you're a girl,hmm?"

"HIEEEEEE! I'M NOT A GIRL! AND STOP R-RUBBI-WHERE DO YOU THINK YOUR HAND IS GOING?"

"Oya oya.. Do you not know your own body , .?"

Ffyyyuuuuhhh~

"DON'T BLOW INTO MY EA- HIE! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU TOUCHING?"

"Oh? You don't know where I'm caressing you?" Grope~ "How about I teach you something called the human body. And you, Tsunayoshi, will be my test subject. Kufufufu~"

"H-hieee?"

Tsuna fumbled with his hands which were somehow bound with an invisible rope behind his head, trying to stop Mukuro from starting his… lessons. He doesn't know what the 'lesson' really meant, (are you sure you don't know? Even a teeny weeny bit? –sigh-) but his Hyper Intuition was going crazy the moment he stepped into the realm, and it is not a good feeling.

The hands that were groping his ass and legs were now moving to up to his navel, slowly rubbing the dip between his hips, and then moving closer to the hem of his hotpants. It progressively moved downwards, (and closer), and downwards more, (and aah, so much more closer..!) until the sensational rubbing stopped near his manhood. He closed his eyes and shivered, and ah! The hot, hot pleasure is coming back!

"Mnh~!"

Mukuro looked at his captive with an amusing smirk, happy that he managed to get the little teenager beneath him to feel the same way he was feeling. A victory smile made its way onto his face as he burrowed into the boy's neck, sniffing his neck and lightly blew, his breath fanning Tsuna's already flaming neck.

Mukuro looked up to see the boy closing his eyes shut, as if that if he opened them, a demon is going to devour him.

Why, I'm no demon. I'm a normal human who is also an illusionist. I've only been through seven path of hells, nothing more.

Are you serious, Mukuro? (sigh)

Mukuro went to Tsuna's sensitive spot - his ear - and gently nuzzled into it, while the other hand that wasn't busy groping, ran up the boy's spine to his neck, and stopped at his other ear. Mukuro took off the glasses, and leaned down to give a kiss on the pouty lips.

Their lips separated, and Mukuro licked his lips in ecstasy, an idea popping in his mind. The glasses that were in his hand was placed in front of Tsuna's mouth, nudging them to open up. Tsuna, not registering what was happening fast enough, just relentlessly parted his swollen, red, lips.

"A-armff!"

Half of the glasses were shoved into his mouth, his tongue gliding over the bitter, cold metal; the taste was intoxicating.

If only it was something bigger, harder, and tastier that was in his mouth. Saa, like my….

The illusionist couldn't stand the nastily erotic sight before him, and before he knew it, he was thrusting the glasses (inwards and outwards, saliva trailing in and out, some spilling to his chin) into Tsuna's mouth, a twisted, strained smile plastered on his face.

"Nngaah, M-muku –slurp- ahh~! S-sto-p –armf!"

Being obsessed with thrusting the spectacles into his captive's mouth, he almost forgot his other plan that consisted of another hand that was 'traveling'.

Such a beautifully lean stomach…

"Saa, Tsunayoshi-kun, let's start our lesson... Lesson number 1; this is your navel, and near it is… " -press- "a flesh that can make women pregnant, called a cock,"

"A-aah..!"

Mukuro's bluntness made Tsuna's skin tingle more, getting goosebumps all over his flushed, heated body. The indigo-haired man's long fingers lightly squeezed the clothed semi-erection, earning a reward in the form of a moan from the little brown-haired teen.

"Lesson number 2," The devilishly pleasing hand moved even further south, and went in between the soft milky white thighs, and to the hem of the hot pants at the back. Tugging at them lightly, Tsuna's bottom was exposed. The boy felt a cold, long, skinny, finger entering between his two globes, and pressing on a certain hole that was twitching like crazy.

"This is the part where men find the utmost pleasure when doing other men, known as the asshole."

"Nnh! N-no Mukuro; t-that's d-d-irt—mrffm!"

Why can't he ever finish his lines?

The glasses were still thrusted into his mouth by a magically appeared tendril, while one of Mukuro's arms was supporting his back and the other was still touching, poking, that dirty, dirty place. An inch of the finger went into the hole, the nail scraping the insides making Tsuna feel all the more aroused.

The hand that was behind his back snaked to the front of his chest, sliding through erected pink buds. Tsuna gasped, the sensation was really too much! A pinch on one of the erected nipples made him into a crazy mess, his thoughts swirling as his body became hotter, and hotter, and hotter.

His erected flesh was bobbing up and down, craving for attention. Mukuro, who was in the act of planting butterfly kisses all over Tsuna's heavenly tasty body, made an illusion of another tendril to appear - this time, for the purpose of pleasuring Tsuna's cock.

The tendril curled around the erection, squeezing and releasing again and again, making the brunette go wild. It pumped his manhood up and down, and caressed his scrotum, and oooh! it slid into his slit at the head of his penis, and pulling loose skin as it squeeeeezed.

Mukuro stopped tasting Tsuna's body, and stared at the sight in his arms. The boy was being pleasured in so, so many ways, and his reactions to them was simply sinfully, erotically arousing. Deciding that he wanted to see, feel, hear, touch more, Mukuro decided to do the next step.

"Mu-Mukuro!"

Nani? W-what are these feelings? It's so—aahh~! N-no, not that deep—nnggh!

"A-AAAH!"

"Oya.. seems like I hit it already… Now Tsunayoshi-kun, this is lesson number 3,"

The long finger was now being wholly plunged into the hole, pressing against his sweet spot as Tsuna moaned like there was no tomorrow.

"this part right here-"

"a—ahhn!"

"is called the prostate. Does it not give you a-"

"d-don't—nyaaa~h, Mukuro!"

"-pleasurable feeling?"

So close, so close….!

Tsuna couldn't take it any longer, he was reaching his limit as he felt something recoil in the pits of his stomach. A lick to his neck and another poke to his prostate was all it took to make him spurt his essence, back arched as high as possible, moans muffled by a steaming kiss.

Having just reached his high, he was in a daze while Mukuro still continued to play with his tongue and travel into his hot cavern. The finger inside his hole was now gone, and his glasses were being placed back onto the top of his nose as Mukuro chuckled at his exhausted face. Tsuna ignored the wet, uncomfortable, and sticky situation below; he was too tired to think of anything.

"Hmm, I think we've had enough of our lesson today..."

Even though I haven't even satisfied myself yet… Oh well, the image just now was more than enough for me to get my release later on.

Who knew Mukuro was such a pervert?

…Oh yeah, everybody in the Yaoi-side of the KHR! fandom. HO-YAY FTW! (cough cough)

Snapping out of his thoughts, (and Reije's random babble) Mukuro lifted the now sleeping boy back to the real world, and placed him on a couch that appeared out of nowhere.

He cleaned up the mess, (no, he didn't lick them. He cleaned Tsuna properly with tissue, mind you. Closet perverts.) and slipped the hotpants back to its proper place. Sitting down on the couch with the boy's head on his lap, he just stared at the four-eyed, cute, adorable, tasty, moe, shotacon, delicious, face.

"…If only Tsunayoshi would be mine forever…"

Lowering his head to give a peck on the boy's forehead, a white marshmallow suddenly got in between his lips and their destination.

"Ne, Mukuro-tan, I'd be happy if I can borrow megane Tsu-kun next~ Mind giving him to me?"

And here comes the freaking shitty white fox with the manic clown smile.

Chapter 2- close

R/R:::: FFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-! WAO.

I BOW DOWN TO YOU *bows to the core of the earth* NEVER IN MY LIFE I'D THOUGHT I'D GET THIS MANY PERVER- cough- READERS!

cough.

Ah, an important rant. I maybe won't be updating for the next two weeks, just maybe. I have my midterms right now for a week, (yes, freaking right now), and I'm going to go on a trip to Hong Kong the week after that. I'll try to find time to update again next week, but don't put your hopes up. Enjoy other fics while waiting for this one, won't you? xD

And the last rant, which is my selfish rant.

I'm going to spill the beans or whatever and say that I'm an avid,avid All27 fan. And I do not favour 1869 D18 6996 8059 or whatever couples that does not include Tsuna. But I do not despise. Just, not favourable.Trust me when I said I've tried. But the effort bore no fruit. Thus, I'm telling you guys that I won't do any requests regarding any other couples, so I'm very, very sorry. And if you do not like certain people with Tsuna, then I'm also very sorry, because like I said, I'm a down-to-the-core ALL27 bias. (Yes, I'm a freaking stubborn mule of a bitch like that). You can request any pairings you want, be it Giotto, Irie, Secondo, and does anybody of you remember that hot guy named Kawahira? Be aware that BS will be made just so they can get to the 'fun' part, xD

SPECIAL THANKS TO::

Anello di Tempesta:: for being my first reviewer~!

ezcap1st :: 18th reviewer, woooot~! Kamikorosu 8U

anon the second (because there was another anon earlier than you, xD) :: 27th reviewer, WOOOOOOO~! HIEEEEEEEE! DX

and last but not least, FadedImitation because I just looooove your review, X]

Again, thanks to all the other reviewers and readers who alerted/favourited me. I thank you guys to the bottom of my heart! ;^;

-Reije- out.

*megane= glasses

P.S.: Please leave your reviews/comments/bash/flames/encouragements/ideas in the reviews. Domo Arigatou Gozaimasu~!

31.5.12 Revised and beta-ed by Neshi-senpai, aka haneshi47! I freaking love youuuu! oh, and I deleted most of my useless rants. And thanks to those who offered to be my beta-ers, it really makes me happy. Also, to you readers, you guys just don't know how much your reviews saved me in life! xD THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL COME SOON, WITH A GIFT~! XD