The way it was, the temperature in the room was rising. I had been on top of Tsunayoshi for a while, pretty much shoving my tongue down his throat, and the rising sun was shining straight onto us through the open window. After we were sweaty from all the necking and crazy sunlight, I closed my eyes and rested my forehead against his. He put his hand on my cheek and stroked the scar there; usually he was pretty affectionate about it, but this time it was more like an absent-minded fidget. It was the first day of summer, and all of his friends would be getting out of school, soon.

We had made plans to all go on a small holiday together―Tsunayoshi and all his fake guardians and ladies, me, Squalo, Levi, Luss, Mammon and Bel, and even those crazy babies. Even though that morning we had known we would have to leave for the airport in just a few hours, we decided to stay in bed and neck for a while longer, and I guess that's why when we did get to the airport, every-one was running to get to the terminal. I was walking, but it didn't really matter because Tsunayoshi ended up dropping his suitcase and tripping over it, so I would have had to come back to help him pick up his stuff, any-way.

On the plane, I was sitting with a window on one side and Tsuna on the other. The sun was bright and hot when I looked out the window, and it was making the clouds glow yellow. I held Tsuna's hand and half examined, half zoned out while looking at it. It reminded me of when we fought for the sky ring, and the first time we kissed. It made me wonder... If I were to hold it now like it was then (the former), how long would it take him to notice? I let the bubbling flames come out of my hand slowly, gradually getting hotter and hotter. When his whole hand was covered in them, it occurred to me how weird it was that he still hadn't noticed, and I finally looked up at his face; He was ghostly pale, and the eyes that were overfocused on something that wasn't there were wide open. Was he zoning out, or did he like it? Or maybe... Maybe the nerve endings in his hand got burned off already. I almost laughed at that one! I didn't want him to not be able to feel, though, so I let go. There was a sort of ripping noise when our hands finally came apart, and he closed his eyes tight and made a weird noise that, even though it was out of pain, sounded really erotic. I had already been kind of excited from burning him, and suddenly I really, really, really wanted to fuck him. I tried to sink down into my seat to escape from the crazy boner I was getting, but it didn't help. I cautiously looked back over at Tsunayoshi... His eyes were still closed, face flushed, head tilted back against the seat, and he was breathing heavily. I knew it was for feelings entirely opposite of the sexy kind, but the image was stuck in my head, now, and I was going to kill some-one if I didn't get what I wanted.

Without thinking of consequences, I practically jumped out of my seat, grabbed Tsuna by the wrist, and dragged him back to where the toilet was. I shoved him in hard enough to make him sit right on the toilet and started making out with him before the door was hardly even closed. He was trying to say something (probably along the lines of "NO") instead of kissing me back, so I grabbed his wrist with one hand and pulled him up and shoved him into the wall, then the other hand was used to grab his free hand and make him feel my hard-on. His talking turned into moaning pretty quickly after that.

We carried on like that for a while, with me just basically grinding on Tsuna's hand, until he stopped kissing me so he could catch his breath. At that time, he first undid my trousers, and then, after hesitating a little bit, his own. My eyes might have got kind of wide then, I think, since he's always too shy to let me touch him, so he turned his face away and blushed awkwardly. I moved in closer and let go of his wrist so I could pull his trousers down with both hands, then pressed our bodies together. Having always had sort of wide hips is embarrassing as a guy, but it made it so I could rub my dick up against the side of his hip and at the same time be grinding against his. He grabbed onto mine and kind of jerked it at the same time I was moving, I guess, and I started to get dizzy and high from being pleased so much. There was some-thing missing, though, and my brain was not functioning properly, so I just let my intuition make my hands do whatever they wanted. They pushed Tsuna's shirt up, stroking the smooth skin underneath, then ripped the buttons apart from the bottom up. I felt the heat in my hands and adrenaline that meant I was using the flame of rage, and one of them dug its nails into his stomach and dragged them down sloppily and sharply. He gave me a really nice scream for that. The other hand grabbed onto his hair, singeing it a little, and I had to bend my knees even moreso than they were already so I could bite his neck like a hungry dog.

At that point, I was still digging my nails into him and some-how fucking his hand like a madman at the same time... Our arms were all tangled up. This time, the noises he was making were sincerely erotic, and all of a sudden I felt some-thing hot and sticky all over. I looked up from his neck and saw him biting his lip and making a whining noise... Well, sort of saw. It seemed like some-one had turned the lights up; It was so obnoxiously hot and bright in the tiny stall. I kind of went blind and numb for a second, but when I came back, Tsuna was sitting on the toilet again and I was collapsed on the ground between his legs. There was a mess all over the wall... Oops. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.~

After we arrived in Namimori, we stayed in the same nice place we did for the ring battles. Both Tsunayoshi and I were very eager to get clean, so we took a bath together. We were too exhausted to do anything sexy, though. Tsuna laid on the bed afterwards and I sat next to him, seeing how bad the damage was―I told him he should wear a wetsuit or some-thing, so Reborn wouldn't see the marks and get freaky. The baby was always acting like he was the only one who could fuck Tsuna up, and I really did not like him or want to have to talk to him or get shot by his stupid lizard gun. When we went to meet every-one at the beach the next day, he just decided to wear a T-shirt over his swimming trunks... Not like he could swim well enough to go in the water that deep, any-way.

On the beach, I just mostly laid in my chair the whole time. I fell asleep while watching Tsuna boringly talk to his friends. He told me later that the two of them were planning on moving to Italy to join him as soon as they finished school, and the one who had lived in Italy before, anyway, was going to move back as soon as he got the money for it. The girls talked more about him coming to visit them, except for the eye-patch girl, who said nothing.

I woke up to Levi's voice―

"Boss... Boss... It's time to leave."

The nap was really warm and pleasant, but I was glad to get out of that boring place. Dreams about shooting stars made me want to set some-thing on fire...

Afterwards, we all ate at his friend's sushi place. It must have been unpleasantly nostalgic for Tsunayoshi, because he had this wistful sort of look on his face. Some-one should have comforted him, but all I wanted to do was rip his healing wounds back open and set his blood on fire. On the way back to our lodgings, the white summer sun that had made us hot the morning before was now painting everything red and orange, taking its warmth with it as it sunk below the horizon. We had to walk past Tsuna's old house to get there... Every-one went ahead, but he and I stayed to take one last look. Of course, the dusty "for sale" sign was still there... No-one wants to buy a house with a story like that. Tsuna still hadn't told me the details of his parents' death, and all I knew was that he had been the one to find them. Watching the way the tears streamed down his face against his will and his whole body shook violently, it was obvious he wasn't going to, now.

"Hey. I have an idea..."

When we came back it was late at night, but the pavement still seemed to buzz with warmth from the crazy sun. We were fully clothed, now, carrying red containers in our hands, and I had my x-guns and he his gloves and pills.

"Ready?"

"Yeah, Ready."

We broke in through the window and the atmosphere hit us hard. It smelled like death. Still, the house, like the ground outside, gave the illusion of being charged with warmth and energy... No lights were on, but it seemed to be nearly as bright as day―or at least, an overcast day. The light had a distinct colourlessness about it.

We stepped towards the stairs. At the top, the warm, grey light abruptly gave way to thick darkness, but we climbed them any-way. Tsuna did his room, covered all the furniture he left behind, the place where he had spent all his time alone before meeting Reborn. I did the bathroom, the splash of the gasoline echoing off the tiled surfaces. Then we went in together, to the room where it happened...

The smell was exponentially worse. It was so dark, it made it seem as if the grey light had been a dream. Tsuna stood paralysed in the doorway, so I started. While I was doing the walls, I heard him slowly step towards the bed. His breathing was laboured. For a while, that and the wet splatter of gasoline being thrown onto the walls were the only sounds in the room. Finally, the slosh of his container and the muffled sound of liquid hitting the soft surface... It was done. We practically ran out of the room and didn't stop until we were all the way outside and beyond the gate, leaving a haphazard trail of gasoline behind us. That's when Tsuna took one of his dying will pills and got into position... Under the light of the dying will flame that stood out in the darkness, the bars on his contacts were barely visible. I took out my guns and pointed them at the trail of gas.

"Three... Two... One...

Fire."