Exist.

Reborn opened the curtain of his office and looked towards the school gate. The lessons are already in progress, but he was waiting.

Today was the first day of 'that' after all. His possession will definitely come late today. He will look all adorable with some addition to his uniform.

When he saw a figure limping his way to the school, Reborn smirked and drank his espresso.

"Who's the first person to go?"

oOo

"Ah," was Giotto's reaction when the enigmatic Sawada Tsunayoshi entered the class on the fourth period. He was bandaged and limping, not to mention that his uniform was bloodstained as well. "Sawada-kun-?"

"SENSEI!" A girl said with two braids shouted. "I don't get this part. Can you teach me?" Then the whole class seemed to not understand the lesson and made him explained the whole thing again. Sawada-kun looked colder than ever. He was as unmoved as he had been for as long as Giotto could remember. During the intervals of lessons, he would look at the sky, trying to see what enticed the little brunet to the point that never seemed to do anything besides looking at the sky.

oOo

When the bell that signaled lunch break came, Giotto walked out of the classroom nonchalantly. And when he spotted a mop of brown hair, he immediately followed it. And it brought him to the reception room.

He'd never been inside the reception room before, and it amazed him. It was warm and cozy. A place he'd like to be when it's winter. It was a simple office-like room with a sofa and a loveseat. The curtain was drawn to keep the light away.

"Reborn? Is that you?" Came the only voice in 2-A he was unfamiliar with. Giotto stood bravely, making the calmest expression shown on his face. He couldn't be intimidated by a student at a time like this.

But, despite the resolve he'd made within his head, the blond couldn't reply at all. Logically, a good and witty remark such as 'No, it's not 'Reborn', Sawada-kun' or a simple 'Hello, Sawada-kun' would be a better choice than just standing in front of a sofa stiffly. But Giotto couldn't do it.

"Oh, if it isn't Sensei." The tone he used was that of disappointment and disinterest. Under normal circumstances, Giotto would have thought that this brunet was insulting him, but this wasn't a normal circumstance.

Sawada Tsunayoshi appeared in an altered version of Namimori Middle School's summer outfit. He wasn't wearing the blue-vest and the white shirt was so dampened with sweat that it becomes a see-through. The sleeves were rolled up until they reached his elbows. The black trousers were also rolled up to his knees, and he wore slippers instead of shoes.

Giotto found his eyes traveling down every inches of the boy's wet body. He was a very fine young man indeed. Fair skin along with a body so slender that it put girls to shame. The brunet's only flaw would be his shortness, but that wasn't a problem.

The Italian mentally slapped himself. He was a teacher for god's sake! He shouldn't be checking his student out!

Some time passed between the two of them and Giotto realized that he needed to answer the boy's statement. Something witty... Something witty...he thought, but, he can only utter a mere 'Indeed'.

Tsunayoshi smirked. "I was expecting Reborn, but I guess you'll do just fine." The brunet came closer to his direction, and before he could say anything, the boy had pinned both of his arms on the sofa with only his right arm while sitting on his pelvis. Such strong arms...Giotto flailed, but the boy didn't budge at all.

Giotto wasn't a weak man, not at all. But the boy was simply stronger. "Don't struggle, Sensei..." The boy whispered oh so seductively to his ear as he unbuttoned Giotto's second button with his left hand. "Fair skin. Not so different from Reborn," the brunet's left hand now traveled to his face, caressing it in a careful manner. "Stop it...!" Giotto's feet were thrashing around the black sofa, but the upper part of his body was completely under the brunet's control. "Hush," he murmured.

Giotto could feel both pleasure and guilt screaming at him when the boy licked his neck. Pleasure because the boy did it in such a wonderful way that it made Giotto wanted to moan for more, and guilt because this was wrong. He was a teacher, and Tsunayoshi was a student. He was practically being molested by someone so very young, and he actually enjoyedit.

When Tsunayoshi unbuttoned his third button, Giotto struggled even more. But when the brunet's unnaturally cold finger touched his nipple, he moaned. "Stop...!" He was totally enjoying this now, and Tsunayoshi played with his body and desire in the right way.

The way his fingers unbuttoned the rest of the blond's clothes skillfully made Giotto astounded.

Honestly, he never thought that he will be played like this by someone so young. He hated being the submissive one, but this particular brunet was such an expert that he couldn't feel anything else but pleasure and guilt. Boy, if he knew that he can feel this way just because of a kiss, and the boy wasn't his student, he would have gone to Vegas with the boy and marry him.

"You like it, right Sensei?" Giotto wasn't sure why, but the brunet's high voice dazzled him in a way that Alaude's voice did. Hell, even his former lover wasn't as expert as Tsunayoshi was.

Giotto's head was so clouded in lust that he even forgot his position as a teacher. "Answer me, Sensei." The brunet bit his neck, actually drawing blood and leaving a fresh, purple-blotchy hickey. "Y-yes!" The brunet smirked and let go of his hands. Giotto was shocked and used both of his hands to clasp his mouth.

Giotto was dazed. He actually didn't even mind being stripped to only his trouser in school. It was summer, and the reception room wasn't particularly cool. Tsunayoshi was one hell of a kisser and he will never stop praising him of sort. The hickeys on his neck will have to be concealed somehow. "Shall we continue?" The brunet asked, his hands were already on Giotto's pants. "This is… wrong…" He muttered.

"But it feels good, doesn't it?" A smile crept on Tsunayoshi's face.

And Giotto had to admit that... It did feel good.

oOo

Reborn had been waiting for almost an hour. The lunch break was almost over but his brunet hadn't come to his office.

The chairman wore his fedora and stepped out of his office in a long stride. He knew that if Tsuna didn't go to his office, he must be in the reception room. After all, Reborn also knew that Tsuna considered that place his sanctuary. Not only that, he knew everything about Tsuna.

When he opened the door, the great almighty Reborn was actually torn between joining his brunet and the blond 'piece' having fun and actually killing the blond for letting his Tsuna play with him. But, his brunet never ceased to amaze him with his incredibly witty answer.

"Hi, Reborn, wanna join?" The fedora-wearer had to laugh at his student's sheer brilliance.

Next in Exist:

Giotto stiffened when a pair of cold obsidian eyes pierced through his own sunset without any hesitation. Reborn didn't let anything but pleasantries came from his mouth, but he clearly showed it from his aura that he didn't like Giotto. "Giotto, don't fall for him." His voice was ice cold and perfectly level. "I know what you think. His skills are top-notch that it feels like you can just bring him to Vegas and marry him. But that wasn't the case..." The board chairman turned away from him and looked at the windows.

"Besides, it's not like you can be with someone who 'doesn't exist', right?" It struck Giotto like a lightning. "He's a far-off dream for you, Giotto," Reborn faced him again with a devilish smirk on his face. "Because, after all, he's mine."

Finished!

Well, to answer people's thoughts about this being 27G instead of G27, I would have to say indeed XD Tsuna is seme to Giotto, but uke to Reborn. Well, there will be G27 moments instead of the non-cons you've seen so far.

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