Wine, Espresso and a tint of Vanilla
Ａ／Ｎ： Ｉｔ'ｓ ｂｅｅｎ ａｗｈｉｌｅ ｇｕｙｓ！Ｔｈａｎｋｓ ｆｏｒ ａｌｌ ｔｈｅ ｗｏｎｄｅｒｆｕｌ ｒｅｖｉｅｗｓ， ｆａｖｏｕｒｉｔｅｓ ａｎｄ ｓｔｕｆｆ！ Ｉ ｒｅａｌｌｙ ａｐｐｒｅｃｉａｔｅ ｉｔ！Ｔｈａｎｋｓ ｆｏｒ ａｌｌ ｔｈｅ ｆｉｃ ｒｅｃｏｍｍｅｎｄａｔｉｏｎｓ ｔｏｏ！Ｄｕｅ ｔｏ ｍｅ ｈａｖｉｎｇ ａｎ ｕｎｕｓｕａｌ ｓｃｈｅｄｕｌｅ， ｉｔ'ｓ ｈａｒｄ ｔｏ ｔｅｌｌ ｗｈｅｎ Ｉ'ｌｌ ｂｅ ａｒｏｕｎｄ ｏｒ ｗｈｅｎ Ｉ'ｄ ｂｅ ｒｅａｄｉｎｇ ｙｏｕｒ ｒｅｃｏｍｍｅｎｄａｔｉｏｎｓ， ｂｕｔ ｒｅｓｔ ａｓｓｕｒｅｄ， Ｉ'ｌｌ ｒｅａｄ ｔｈｅｍ ａｌｌ ａｓａｐ！
Ａｎｙｗａｙｓ， ｇｕｙｓ， ｄｏ ｊｏｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｓｅｃｒｅｔ ｓａｎｔａ ｋｈｒ ｅｖｅｎｔ， Ｉ'ｖｅ ｐｏｓｔｅｄ ｔｈｅ ｌｉｎｋ ｔｏ ｉｔ ｏｎ ｍｙ ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ！
Thanks to the lovely Missdinosaur for proofing XD
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Chapter 3: His Persuasiveness
What he breathed in first was something familiar, antiseptic? Yes, he was sure of it, after years of wasting his allowance on medicine and visiting hospitals. A series of low whisperings was heard through his ears. The burning sensation on his forehead was still lingering, but it was slowly fading, melting away with the ice bag on his forehead. He contemplated whether to open his eyes wide open, as recollections slowly invaded his mind.
He felt his cheek heat up, and then tried to shut the memory out by eavesdropping on what the muffled whisperings was all about.
"Fucking an underage brat, really, I thought your tastes were more towards curves…not an airplane track?" An unfamiliar voice asked, nonchalantly.
He could certainly hear the doctor washing his syringe as he forced the water out of the syringe, under the odd silence.
"Shut the fuck up. You're no better. Just do your fucking job, idiot." The stranger retorted. Tsuna immediately picked up and recognized his voice within seconds, that deep, mind-blowing voice-at least to him, it was.
"Sure, sure. It's not like he placed me here because he thought you'd be too lonely." The unfamiliar voice teased, though the boredom in his voice was obvious.
Tsuna heard something clicked, he wasn't sure what, but something definitely clicked. The unfamiliar voice gulped.
"Hey, hey, I'm going against my policy to help you." The strange gruff voice muttered. Principal Reborn's voice was laced with poison, with his next reply.
"I'll spare you this time."
Reborn drew open the curtains indignantly. Sunlight poured into the bed and into the closed seams between Tsuna's lids and face that was clenched shut. He glanced at Tsuna, and then closed the curtains back, leaving the room. Tsuna immediately felt his shoulders relax. Being with the principal who had just fucked you last night is intimidating. Silently, he hoped his fever lasted so that he wouldn't have to face the principal.
That last reply-he wasn't sure whether it was to him or to that unfamiliar voice.
He felt some part of his body pasted with band aids, probably by the school nurse…when the school nurse inspected his body… wait…what? Never mind… he gauged that the source of the unfamiliar voice was probably the doctor or nurse.
He felt every inch of his body ache, his butt sore, his back hurts and his muscles ached from the vigorous activity he had last night. Never again, never again would he make this mistake again. Never again would he trust anyone again. He just wanted to lay himself to rest.
He was sure his mother would disown him. If she did, that would probably be the end of his life. Goodbye this shitty world full of bullies, goodbye the video games that he collected-Resident Evil, who he had played and had been scared the shit out of, but continued playing because he wanted to test his guts. Apparently he found himself not to be very gutsy too.
Also, goodbye the good sappy shoujo manga stash that he hid under the beds. His favourite was Kimi ni Todoke and Sukitte Ii Na Yo that being because he found the female lead he could relate to. Except that the female leads were not being beaten up on a daily basis nor were they shunned by the male leads.
The problem being: he was the male lead. The female lead, Sasagawa Kyouko, had tricked him. That was probably the end of his love life. Full-stop… Goodbye young love.
He couldn't find the strength to rage, or throw a tantrum. In fact, like a piece of old rag, he simply just accepted that people treated the way they treated him.
"…I want to die…" Tsuna whispered, falling back into deep sleep again, not really caring about his anal carnage or even if the world was invaded by a bunch of blood-sucking aliens.
The principal sat down on his office, already tired from the day's happenings. First, the girls in the school were insane, they were fighting between one other, all for his attention. Not that he bothered, he knew he was handsome. Second, the brat he had met yesterday or rather today that he had fucked the shit out of, happened to be his student. Then he grinned. Playing with the boy would be interesting. The boy was probably the most interesting thing that happened in his life right now.
His fingers moved along the edge of the photograph pinned on to the document of Sawada Tsunayoshi. He read the document once, and had memorized every single fact on the sheet.
It's not that he didn't know those facts about him, but it seems that Tsuna wasn't lying to him. He was an interesting kid, enough to pique Reborn's interest. Though it's the first time Reborn himself had initiated his interest in someone, it was just a fling to him. No matter, he's still a student here, and he had to go by the books. Maybe.
He could still feel the soft skin on his long fingers, roaming the boy's delicate and soft skin. He could still taste the white wine that he licked off his skin in his mouth, flavourful and spicy. God, he hadn't had that a good fuck in ages. Maybe he should really get hitched with one of his admirers and stop thinking about the brat. He was 25, 9 years older than the brat-which meant that.
Yet he was mesmerized by him. Spinning his gun around, he turned to look at the field of students exercising. He had the bird's eye view of the people below, but staying in an office signing documents just doesn't suit him. His body craved, hands tickled for someone to kill…
Then his cell rang again.
"Hello, Reborn-kun?" Ah, the sickening old fool who appointed him to the job.
"Speaking." Reborn kept his voice low and calm.
"How do you find the job?" The ninth queried. Reborn said nothing.
"Shall I appoint you something else? Think of it as a challenge." Reborn's lips curved into a smirk.
"Fine."
The dark haired man hung up. Abruptly, he stood up and called one of his lovers. God he had got to get laid with some woman tonight, before he looks for the brat.
Tsuna found himself walking home alone after he woke up. The nurse or the doctor was nowhere to be found. Since it was already dusk when he woke up, he went home. He was sure that no one would collect his homework for him or would miss him for skipping class. It was getting colder and colder as the mid-autumn breeze blew pass. He hugged his body and continued walking in the uniform.
The sun was dipping down into the horizons, with each step he took. He hurried home, quickening his pace, for the horrors of the night were too hard for him to deal with.
He managed to avoid the principal and Sasagawa Kyouko for the rest of the day, though her best friend Kurokawa Hana was giving him those pitying stares. It appeared as if she knew something but wasn't allowed to say it. He grimaced.
Maybe he should learn from people in the internet. Maybe he should cut himself to de-stress or kill himself. Sure, he'd do that. He wasn't one afraid of the pain, since he had endured through pain of what seemed like from the 7 stages of hell. He had a penknife he bought for art, he recalled. He rummaged through his bag for the penknife and finally found it after searching it for 5 minutes.
He went to a deserted alley and leaned against the wall. He heard something move, but ignored it instead, thinking that it must be some rat in the alley. He pulled out his penknife. Lowering the blade, he gulped. Something scuttled.
He almost jumped, in fear of some robber or murderer trying to take his life. Then again, he was going to kill himself soon, so why was he afraid of the pain? He glanced around again, making sure that no one was around, before finally laying the first cut on his skin. He hissed when blood rolled down his wrists.
God it hurt. He dropped the penknife as his hands weakened. His hands felt weak. He didn't know if this was meant to de-stress, but for him, it brought more problems instead. He blamed himself for wanting to try this out. What was he thinking? He paled slightly at the sight of blood.
He had accidentally slit one of his arteries. He closed his eyes in agony, biting his bottom lip. Although he was aware that he needed to go to the hospital, quick, if not he'd die of blood loss, he remained frozen on the spot.
Did he want to end his life now?
His mother would probably cry, because she only had him to hang on to. He shut his eyes, trembling and shoulders shaking. No, he wasn't about to cry, no. Being unsure of how to face tomorrow, he took a deep breath and raised his penknife again.
Did he really want to die in this dirty alley, with no witness to his death?
It was pathetic. He shook his head, he was used to it. Maybe he might get reincarnated to a bird, which would be nice. He could then kiss the sky and embrace the freedom. He rolled his eyes in disbelief-what a stupid thought.
He held on to the sharp edge of the penknife, watching his fingers bleed. It felt numb now, his whole world blurry.
Bang!
His eyes snap back to life. Was that just a gunshot? His fingers fumbled over the penknife, his penknife sliding on to the floor with a clink. A body just collapsed behind him. His face lost all blood, as he turned behind, slowly.
Then darkness took over.
Reborn placed his gun inside his coat and took a look at the casualty profile.
Name: Takahashi Akira
Features: Black haired, brown eyes, tanned.
He scanned thoroughly the profile, and then he shot the target. It was a head-shot. The target collapsed immediately. He was hiding in a faraway alley at an odd angle, so he could only see the target's movement. Once the target was wiped out, he had to confirm the target's death. What he didn't expect to see was the brat.
The brat's left wrists were bleeding. He was in serious condition, hyperventilating. Just as Tsuna was about to look at of the corpse, he knocked him out. From what he gathered on the floor, Tsuna had been trying to commit suicide. He pulled him into his arms.
They had to go to the hospital. Reborn didn't know why, but he had to save this boy, even if he was just a fling. After all, he couldn't just leave him to die, could he? He took out his handkerchief and wrapped it around his wrists. The white handkerchief soon became to be soaked red in Tsuna's blood. He wasn't the slightest concern about him, okay wait, maybe just a little. The boy was just someone interesting enough to be on his mind. He wasn't about to let him die when he finally found someone as interesting as he is.
Between lapses of consciousness, Tsuna could smell the familiar stranger's scent. Reborn touched his forehead gently. It felt like a cooling hand to Tsuna. His scent comforted him, a signal to him and his body that he's in safe hands. He relaxed, allowing the man to carry him.
"You're not allowed to die, dame-Tsuna. Your life belongs to me now."
Reborn wasn't sure why he said that, but he said it anyway. Since he saved Tsuna's life it's only fair that his life was now Reborn's. Reborn dialled for the hospital at once, after bandaging him up. Really, this kid was in deep shit.
He wants to die because he couldn't face Reborn after the fuck they had? Was he denying the fact that it was pleasurable or did he just plainly hated Reborn? He was the first ever person to do this. Reborn realized that his body felt cold, and shed his jacket. Wrapping it around Tsuna, he called to cancel the appointment with his lover. Tsuna curled up his body to him, making the sight of them seem like Reborn hugging a teddy bear. With Tsuna's flushed face, it seemed extremely cute yet worrying. Reborn's fingers brushed through Tsuna's soft hair, enjoying the touch.
He gave an impenetrable excuse to her, giving her no reasons to find fault with him. Slapping the phone down, he quickly put the phone in his pocket.
Really, this boy is making him nuts.
The paramedics arrived in about no time, collecting the brunette's cold body and placing it on the bed, wheeling it inside the ambulance. The paramedics gestured Reborn inside, which he wanted no part of but couldn't bear to leave.
In the end, he got into the ambulance, sitting by Tsuna. The brat was considered lucky, since Reborn didn't have to kill him. If he saw him taking down the target, he'd have to kill him even if Reborn didn't want to. The paramedics tried to save him, doing all the medical procedures.
Reborn merely watched. Ending his life, really? Reborn scoffed.
They rushed to the emergency department, through the white painted doors and he was sent to the operation room. Reborn went to the administrative nurse and filled up Tsuna's details, of what he remembered of the document he read. He remembered everything about the brat.
He didn't remember everything about his other lovers or flings. Probably what he remembered the most was their big tits and nice ass. As for their faces, he didn't remember so much, because they just weren't worth remembering. Blurry images-all black and white came to him when he thought of his childhood.
He didn't want this brat dying on him. It reminded him of the days where he was desperately clinging on to love. No, there was no love on this cruel world. Perhaps today he'll break into Sawada Tsunayoshi's house, but not now, maybe later. Once he gave the filled form to the nurse, the nurse looked at him expectantly and purposely unbuttoned a few of her buttons on the nurse uniform.
She adjusted her dress higher, so he could have a view of her long legs. Really, now?
He felt his lips curved.
"I'll meet you…at the backstairs in 5?" The nurse flirted. Reborn smirked in reply.
He took a detour to the backstairs, after a nice cup of espresso, slowly taking his time. He wanted to test out if the nurse would wait for him. He wanted to make sure he still had the ability to swoon a person, not like Tsuna, who was fairly weird. Once he finished the cup of espresso, he left the cafeteria slowly, while passing coquets to the female barista.
Finally, he made it to the backstairs. The nurse was still there, pouting. It was kind of sickening to watch her pout like a child, but he passed no remarks about that. Soon he found himself pleasing the nurse, with steady thrusts. The nurse moaned loudly, loud enough that if anyone was in the stairwell, they would hear it.
It echoes, but he didn't mind, even though it was annoying. He didn't kiss the nurse, nor did he call out the nurse name, that was long forgotten. Once the nurse was done and wasted, he left the nurse, not caring her wails of letting her know who he was.
About an hour has passed. He finds himself standing outside the brunette's room, though he was unsure of the reason why.
He barged into the room without any knocking, seeing that the boy was conscious and all.
"Dame-Tsuna, you're in deep shit."
The room was a ward with only 2 patients, the other bed vacant for now. So now there only happens to be the 2 of them in the room. Tsuna shifted uncomfortably in the presence of his principal. It was just weird; having the principal here that had seen your naked body before and all. Worse, he didn't even know how sex occurred between men until yesterday.
He blushed; making his face seemed pink in contrast of the paleness of his body.
Reborn sat down by Tsuna's bed side without his permission, and didn't care if he was intruding.
"Was the sex we had yesterday that bad that you had to kill yourself?" Reborn craned his neck, grabbing Tsuna's hand, careful not to hurt his left wrist, and licked the bruises on his neck. Tsuna writhed.
"…You d-don't understand…" Tsuna whispered, shifting uncomfortably in his bed.
"I don't want…to live anymore… I have…" Tsuna paused and winced in pain, due to Reborn nibbling his neck, "no reasons…to live…" He finished weakly.
"You don't want to live? Your life don't just belong to you anymore. You owe me your life, dame-Tsuna. I'll make you beg and kneel down in front of me, telling me you want to live."
Reborn took out his gun, pointing it at Tsuna. Grinning maliciously, he speaks again. Tsuna shivered, as Reborn's warm hands released him, clutching his blanket around him.
"I could kill you right here, right now. Your mother would be so upset over you dying. Imagine her, left alone in the world without a living, eyes void of life. Would you want that, being called dame even in death?"
Tsuna imagined his mother crying at his funeral, kneeling down, blaming herself. He felt tears swell in his eyes, but bit it back. No, he wasn't about to cry in front of this man again. He had never cried since his dad left, never, except when he's with this stranger. He wasn't about to cry. He still had a mission… he still had his mom.
The principal was right…he had to had at least a meaningful death…right?
The stranger adjusted his gun, and got ready to shoot him.
"…I don't want to die…" he disbosomed. Reborn still didn't stand convinced. His fingers gradually moved towards the trigger.
"I can't hear you." Reborn smirked menacingly, fingers on the trigger.
"…I don't want to die…!" Tsuna gripped his bed sheets until his left wrist's wound started to open up a little. Biting his lips, he shut his eyes.
"I don't want to die!" Tsuna yelled, just in time as Reborn fired.
Tsuna felt himself regretting for his earlier actions.
It didn't hurt at all. Tsuna opened his eyes slowly, peering at the gun. It contained no bullets.
"Now, you owe me your life, 2 times. How are you going to repay that back to me, Tsuna?" Reborn quizzed, placing his gun back to his suit. Tsuna had no idea where his gun came from, and how he could carry it around. After all…he was just a principal…right?
"I don't owe you my life…" Tsuna mumbled, pulling the blanket over his head. He still felt slightly feverish, but with the injection from the school's doctor and the help from the hospital, he felt slightly better, a little drowsy, even.
Reborn snatched the blanket away from him, and pinned Tsuna down. He had caused him to lose a fuck tonight with his lover. He was going to compensate him. Besides, having him instead of his lover was far more interesting than a regular fuck. He didn't care if the boy was sick. He wanted to torture the hell out of him. Just like that night.
He bit his neck again, enough to slightly draw blood. As a hitman, he knew where to bite and where not to bite. He licked the blood off his neck, with Tsuna whimpering in pain. His moans were really delectable.
It didn't matter if Tsuna was his student now, heck, he'd even abuse his authority as principal, soon.
"A-are you a vampire?" Tsuna finally asked-a question in his head that he had been wondering for ages.
Reborn froze for a split second, but smirked. He almost laughed out loud, but contained his laugh, though, he couldn't help but smile.
"That's right, and I'm going to make you my blood-servant, dame-Tsuna. You'd better watch out in school." Reborn remarked, continuing his acts of slipping his hands under Tsuna's hospital gown.
"Tsu-kun… I've brought you your favourite Salisbury steak!" His mother opened to the room to his door, surprising both parties.
Oh joy, Tsuna was going to be in heaps of trouble.
Ｅ／Ｎ： Ｓｏｒｒｙ ｉｔ ｗａｓｎ'ｔ ｗｒｏｎｇ． Ｉｎ ａｃｔｕａｌ ｆａｃｔ， Ｉ'ｍ ｋｉｎｄａ ｈａｖｉｎｇ ａ ｂｌｏｃｋ ｗｉｔｈ ｔｈｉｓ ｓｔｏｒｙ． Ｂｕｔ ａｎｙｗａｙｓ， ｗｅ'ｌｌ ｂｅ ｇｏｉｎｇ ｂａｃｋ ｔｏ ｓｃｈｏｏｌ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｅ ｎｅｘｔ ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ！ ＸＤ Ｉ ｐｒｏｍｉｓｅ ｉｔ'ｄ ｂｅ ｆｕｎ！
Ｔａｋｅ ｃａｒｅ ｇｕｙｓ！
Ｒｅｖｉｅｗｓ／ Ｆａｖｏｕｒｉｔｅｓ／ Ｆｏｌｌｏｗｓ／ ｏｔｈｅｒｓ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｂｅ ｍｕｃｈ ａｐｐｒｅｃｉａｔｅｄ！
Ｔｈａｎｋｓ ｔｏ ｔｈｅｓｅ ａｎｏｎ ｒｅｖｉｅｗｅｒｓ： ekaterina & Lierrah !