Mukuro shut the door quietly as he followed Tsuna into the dimly lit closet. They were both standing awkwardly; the closet's limited space made it difficult not to touch.

"Listen, Tsuna," Mukuro said. "The reason I didn't pick you was because I thought it would be awkward for you, seeing as you don't like me and all..."

"Don't like you?" Tsuna interrupted. "I never said I didn't like you."

"But you act like you don't,"* Mukuro said, looking down at the top of of Tsuna's head. Tsuna looked up at him; Mukuro could see that he was blushing.

"Actually, I do like you," Tsuna confessed.

"W-what?" Mukuro asked. For the first time, he seemed to have lost his cool.

"I like you, okay?" Tsuna repeated. "I have a crush on you. I want to be with you. There, I said it." Tsuna's face was really red now. Mukuro's arms then wrapped themselves around Tsuna and pulled him close. Tsuna could feel Mukuro's heart beating against his chest.

"You don't know how happy that makes me," the dark haired man whispered, looking directly at Tsuna's face. He then pecked the flustered brunet on the cheek. Tsuna rested his head against Mukuro's chest.

"So, Tsuna... will you go out with me?" the raven-haired boy asked. Tsuna looked up at his face; he wasn't blushing, but he didn't seem as composed as usual.

"Eh? You mean be your boyfriend?" the brunet exclaimed. "I-I don't know, I mean, we're both guys, and I'm really inexperienced... what would everyone think? What about Kyoko and Haru?"

"Hush," Mukuro commanded, caressing Tsuna's face in his hands. "Just say yes."

"Y-yes..." Tsuna replied, his face red. Mukuro smiled.

"Now...I will ask this a second time," he said, wrapping his arms around Tsuna's waist. He hesitated, then continued with, "Can I kiss you?"

"Yes..." Tsuna said for a second time; Mukuro leaned in towards the Vongola and slowly pressed his lips to Tsuna's. Tsuna's eyes widened; the sensation of another's mouth on his was entirely new to him. Caught in the moment, he kissed back, wrapping his arms around Mukuro's neck. The Mist Guardian deepened their kiss every so slightly until Tsuna broke away, his face a deep pink.

"Th-that was my first kiss," he admitted. Mukuro smiled.

"It was mine, too." Tsuna felt shocked yer relieved at that statement. Before either boy could say anything else, Ken opened the closet door.

"Time's up, guys. Come on out," he said. The two boys obeyed willingly enough.
After everyone was assembled in the middle of the floor again, Chikusa spoke up.

"Who's next?" he asked.

"I say you go now," Ken replied, smirking.

"Whatever," Chikusa sighed. "I pick Chrome." Ken guffawed.

"Chrome? Why Chrome? Do you like her?" he interrogated.

"I picked her because she's the only girl," Chikusa explained, somewhat annoyed. "I'm not gay." The hat wearing man then proceeded to lead Chrome into the closet. Mukuro and Tsuna exchanged uncomfortable glances. Ken eyed them warily. He opened his mouth to say something, but it never came out, for thunder once again sounded through the night. Tsuna grabbed Mukuro's hand as lightning flashed through the sky.

"What is it, Tsuna?" Mukuro asked, not bothering to mask their conversation from Ken.

"Nothing," Tsuna started, but hushed and clung to Mukuro's arm as more thunder was heard.

"Are you scared of thunder storms?" the raven-haired man asked, already knowing the answer. Tsuna nodded anyway, slightly embarrassed.

"Don't worry. I'll protect you." Tsuna couldn't tell if Mukuro was being sarcastic or not when he wrapped his arms around him and kissed his forehead.

"What is going on between you guys?" Ken asked, ruining the moment. Tsuna cringed; he had forgotten that Ken was there.
"What?" Mukuro replied, hugging Tsuna more tightly. "We're going out." Tsuna's face paled; had Mukuro really just right-out told him that?

"I see," the animal-impersonator responded, crossing his arms across his chest. "Congratulations." Mukuro opened his mouth to say more, but had no chance to as the closet door was flung open three minutes early and hit him in the face. Chrome ran as fast as she could out of the room, down the hallway, and into the kitchen. She crouched behind he counter, hidden; Chikusa followed out shortly after, rubbing his head.

Tsuna was so surprised that he had forgotten the pain riddled Mukuro lying face down beside him.

"Oh-ohmigosh! Are you okay?" he asked, concern in his voice.

"I'm... fine," Mukuro replied, picking himself up off the floor. He held on to Tsuna for support as he got up. Ken stared at them uncomfortably.

They sat quietly for a few minutes; Tsuna and Mukuro huddled together, Chikusa and Ken reluctant to sit near each

other. After multiple claps of thunder and lightning, the storm began to clear and the night fell silent once again. Finally, the lights flickered back on, and Chrome came back to join them.

"Well then... What now?" Chikusa asked, sighing.

"It was dusty in that closet. How about we take showers?" Mukuro suggested.

"For all of us to take showers consecutively would take forever," Chrome reasoned.

"Not if we took them in pairs," the raven-haired man replied. The conversation registered in Tsuna's mind only after the word "pairs" was spoken. He looked over at Mukuro once again, but felt no anxiety. It'd just be like this morning.

"Ken and Chikusa can take one together, and I'll take one with Tsuna," the dark haired man explained. "Chrome can take one separately."
"I am not taking a-" Chikusa started, but Ken interrupted with, "Whatever." And with that, he walked off. Everyone followed him into the bathroom. Tsuna walked in after Mukuro and felt his heart stop beating... their shower was American-style. And that meant that he was going to have to get fully naked. And so was Mukuro.

"Y-you guys go first!" Tsuna yelled, pushing Chikusa in front of him. "I'm not that dirty, I can wait!"

Ken and Chikusa stood awkwardly in the bathroom together for a moment. Then, Ken smirked.

"Hey, Chikusa," he began. Chikusa looked up at him.

"What?"

"Since you're so un-gay, maybe you should take a shower with Chrome."

"Maybe you should take a shower with Chrome," Chikusa replied. Ken blushed.

"N-no way would I take a shower with her! That'd be gross!" he exclaimed.

"You sound so immature right now," Chikusa pointed out. "It's like you've never seen a girl before."

"W-whatever," Ken spat. He began to unzip his jacket. "You have to promise not to look," he added.

"That won't be a problem," Chikusa guaranteed.

A/N: And now, chapter 4. Sette Minuti nel Cielo is Italian for Seven Minutes in Heaven. Please read and review.