Chapter: VIII
Title: Stress Reliever
Summary: Being a Vongola boss is a tiring and stressful job. Good thing that Tsuna has the best stress reliever around.
Story Type: Drabble-ish
A/N: My first canon TYL Tsuna and TYL Kyouya! I have been dying to get this going and I finally did! Yay me! -applauses self-
Being the tenth boss of the largest and most powerful mafia family in the world is a very tiring and very stressful job. And Tsuna would confirm that fact himself for he really was the boss of the largest and most powerful mafia family in the world. Everyone expected a great deal from him, being the Vongola Decimo and a direct descendant of the Vongola Primo. He had come a long way from his klutzy middle school days when he was nicknamed Dame-Tsuna and most of the credit would come from Reborn, the infant hit man and wielder of the yellow pacifier of the Arcobaleno.
But still, even though the job was tiring, stressful, and full of danger, Tsuna had his own special way to make it through an eventful day.
It was nearing one o'clock in the afternoon when Tsuna pushed opened the double doors to his luxurious office, Hayato, Takeshi, and Ryohei following his wake with the Storm Guardian holding a PC tablet that contained megabytes of information as well as Tsuna's daily schedule. The three Guardians ignored the comfy couches that sat in front of a carved wooden desk and stayed standing, knowing that their visit was going to be brief, as it almost always was.
Hayato was just about to open his mouth to say something when Takeshi beat him to it.
"Well, that lunch meeting couldn't have gone any better," said the Rain Guardian with a mighty grin and Hayato's eyebrow twitched.
"Yeah, Tsuna had that Von Kleist boss eating out of the palm of his hand!" the Sun Guardian exclaimed with enthusiasm, raising a fist in the air. "Great job Tsuna!"
The Vongola Decimo only smiled politely as he took a seat behind his desk, glancing at Hayato who looked extremely irked at having been interrupted. Though he was careful to hide it from his Guardians lest they get worried about him, Tsuna was feeling a little sleepy. All he wanted to do now was to lay his head on the desk and close his eyes until he fell into that blissful escape that was sleep, but his Guardians were still in the room and he really couldn't do such a thing until they left.
Tsuna and his three Guardians had just returned from a lunch meeting with an English mobster who wanted to bring his "harmless" business into Vongola territory. Though Tsuna knew that the harmless part was just a front (thank you Hyper Intuition!), using the manipulative skills he had gained over the years, he had managed to convince the Englishman to move his business to a place that wasn't part of Italy...
Okay, a few threats were tossed here and there, but the two bosses left on good terms, which was the best result Tsuna could hope for.
"Juudaime, you have many more appointments later in the afternoon," said Hayato, raising his voice a bit and narrowing his eyes at the other two Guardians before lowering them onto the tablet PC. "You have to meet with the boss of two other families, check up on the progress of our Chinese investments, and meet with Xanxus for something that he refused to tell me about. I've also received word that Dino has returned from Russia and there's also that rumor about a street gang smuggling illegal arms from one of our warehouses."
Tsuna sighed through his nose. As much as he would like it to, there really were no good guys in the mafia (as Dino Chiavorone had once said nearly ten years ago).
"Has that street gang rumor been confirmed yet?" Tsuna asked, shifting through some papers that weren't really that important. He only looked through them just to have something to do.
Hayato didn't speak for a moment as he tapped the PC tablet's screen with his stylus a couple of times, then he looked up a minute later. "It has, by Hibari, just a minute ago," he said.
Tsuna's stomach did a back flip when he heard the former Namimori Discipline Committee Chairman's surname, but his face was impassive as he nodded at the news. "Yamamoto-kun, you deal with the street gang." Takeshi smiled and nodded at Tsuna's order. "Sasagawa-san, you check up on our Chinese investments. I'm sure my meetings will take most of the afternoon." Ryohei nodded at Tsuna's order as well. "And Gokudera-kun, arrange a meeting with Xanxus."
Hayato's eyes went a bit wide in surprise. "But, Juudaime," he said. "This is Xanxus we're talking about! He might do you in for all we know!"
Tsuna's brown eyes flickered upwards at Hayato, who tensed a bit. "If he doesn't want to tell you the reason as to why he wants to talk to me, then it might be important." Still, Hayato didn't look convinced. "I can handle myself just fine Gokudera-kun. You of all people should know that."
"U-Understood Juudaime," Hayato said with much reluctance in his voice.
Sighing to himself, Tsuna then gave a lazy flick of his hand to dismiss his Guardians and they complied, knowing that Tsuna wanted a bit of time to himself. They had received their orders anyway, so there was no other reason for them to stay in the office.
Once the double oak doors closed shut behind Hayato (who glanced back to make sure that Tsuna was safe enough), Tsuna let out a loud sigh of relief and laid his head on his desk, feeling thoroughly wiped out and basically exhausted. A minute passed by... two minutes... three... and then light snoring could be heard from Tsuna's limp body, the Vongola Decimo having fallen asleep in less then three minutes.
Another minute later and one oak door opened, quietly creaking on its hinges. Narrow, blue-gray eyes swept around the room before a tall young man clad in a black suit stepped inside the office, quietly shutting the door behind him.
Kyouya approached Tsuna's desk and he looked down at the Vongola boss' sleeping figure, eyes softening and the corners of his mouth twitching. He then placed an unnaturally gentle hand on Tsuna's shoulder. A light shake was all that was needed to wake the younger man.
Groaning in protest, Tsuna lifted his head up to slightly glare at the person who was disturbing his much needed rest. But his brown eyes softened when he saw that it was only Kyouya and Tsuna sat up in his chair, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Kyouya..." he said, using most of his willpower to stand up, sleepy eyes shining with happiness.
Without a word, Kyouya grasped Tsuna's smaller hand and guided him around the wooden desk, pulling the Vongola boss towards one of the couches. Not really sure what the older man was planning, Tsuna watched as Kyouya took a seat on the far end of the elegantly-made couch, bringing his legs up along the length of the furniture, before beckoning the young mafia boss to come closer. Not one to deny a request (Fuuta had ranked him number one in that particular department), Tsuna crawled onto the couch and in between Kyouya's legs, looking at his Cloud Guardian's face with slightly confused brown eyes.
Blue-gray eyes softened even more at the look and Kyouya's pale lips curved upwards in a fond smile, an expression that only Tsuna had the privilege to see. Cupping the young mafia's face in his large hands, Kyouya leaned forwards and placed a chaste but sweet kiss on Tsuna's lips, allowing Tsuna to return it for a second or so before pulling away to stare into those brown orbs he loved so much and to caress soft cheeks beneath his fingers.
"You look tired," Kyouya said, his voice low and husky, and Tsuna felt himself shiver at the sound of it. "You should sleep."
Tsuna's eyelids lowered a fraction as Kyouya ran a large hand through his brown locks. He leaned into the touch, loving the feel of those long fingers on his scalp, and with gentle coaxing from his beloved, Tsuna laid down on Kyouya's lap, wrapping his lithe arms around the older's waist and completely closing his eyes.
A second later, the Vongola Decimo's body went limp as he fell asleep once again, snoring softly, and as he slept, Kyouya continued to run long fingers through those towering spikes of brown hair.
Later on that afternoon, Tsuna was wide awake and alert as he went through his appointments, his mind cleared, his body rested, and looking more cheerful then he had earlier that morning. And all the credit would go to a certain dark-haired, blue-gray-eyed Guardian, who always there to relieve Tsuna of his exhaustion and stress whenever the job of being a mafia boss got to him.
No one but Hibari Kyouya could do that.
Sorry other Guardians...
A/N: Yeah, so sorry that I took a while to post this chapter. Exams are coming up and my brain is going to have a meltdown from all the studying (why do they teach us such useless things?!). I'm also working on a special chapter, which might be chapter ten since I'm kinda stuck with writer's block on that particular chapter (curse the plot bunny ceasefire!).
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