"-marry me?"

Tsuna blinked. First his Mist Guardian apologized for his actions this morning then asked in his hand for marriage?! Tsuna blinked again. He had, had his doubts but now he was sure this was a dream and not Mukuro hijacking his mind again to meet up with him even in sleep.

Not that he minded that at all.

It had been five years since he had been released from Vendicare and four years since they began seeing each other romantically. There was a lot to catch up on together and many times they found even spending all day together was not enough for them.

Both had grown from their mistakes since then and while they still held scars from the past, Mukuro more so, both licked each other's wounds and over time began a slow steady process to finally heal their doubts, anxieties and inner demons. Despite their very different personalities neither one had given up the core part of who they were. Tsuna was still quite timid and held most of his naive views and kind hearted, soft beliefs though Mukuro had help harden him to survive in the cruel, ruthless underworld. Tsuna in turn had softened the illusionist, though he still holds a sharp tongue and his mischievous rather cynical nature, Mukuro no longer needed to feed a burning desire for ultimate revenge to completely destroy all the mafia.

While in the beginning everyone had their doubts in this relationship, they all slowly realized that they were good for each other. And Tsuna had honestly never felt so content with his lover, even with the many spats they had which usually originated from the pranks Mukuro always love to pull.

Of course despite the pineapple haired male's flirtatious, bold nature, the older male was surprisingly shy when it came to expressing his feelings. Tsuna thought it was definitely one of the most endearing things about him, not that he'll ever say out loud for fear of being stabbed to death via trident. Mukuro after a particularly nasty row would usually apologize inside of dream rather than face to face in reality.

Though even that was a rare sight considering the man's large pride which brought the brunette to never truly know if at times like these, the male before him was real or merely a figment of his imagination. The proposal definitely confirmed it all imagination. Tsuna was a little disappointed at that but a little relieved at the same time. It wasn't like he was particularly good at expressing his emotions in real life either. Here in his dreams he can be as truthful as he wants.

"Yes."

~o-O-o~

The next morning Tsuna walked the halls of Vongola's main base with a spring in his step. Last night was simply a brilliant dream, each time he recalled it the brunette couldn't even suppress a huge, dazzling smile and an admittedly rather girly giggle. Yes definitely one of his favorite dreams.

So lost in his happy recollections that the Vongola Decimo didn't even register another figure walking towards him. Only when the air was pushed from his lungs and a tongue was pushed into his mouth did it register. Tsuna could only moan his response as all too familiar hands caressed his whole body and the taste of dark chocolate invaded his mouth.

A soft chuckle vibrated from Mukuro as he felt the brunette mewl at his little surprise attack. When the taller male pulled back he couldn't help but admire the enticing sight of his lover flushed, usually sharp eyes glazed over with confusion and lust. "Kufufu, I take that you've forgiven me?"

Tsuna to his credit immediately snapped from his daze and scowled cutely. "Mukuro..." He growled half threateningly. The effect was slight ruined by the lingering rosy pink hue on the brunette's cheeks. Pushing the envelope to it's limits the male half of the Mist Guardians bent down and gave a soft kiss on his lover's forehead, then promptly vanished leaving Tsuna more than a little blindsided at the male's strange behavior.

It was only till the end of the hall did he realize something was off. Looking down on his right hand, on his ring figure there was a weight that had not been there before. The ring was an orange gold with a dark indigo edging to it, simple, practical and thoughtful.

Tsuna couldn't help but smile.

"That bastard."