(SLAH ALERT! …you have been warned)
Moonlit Love and Planning
Japan, Namimori, 'Grand Clam Palace' Hotel
It was late in the afternoon when Tsuna finally parked the black jeep into his private garage at the hotel. The ride had been quite enjoyable for both driver and passengers. They had quickly caught up with each other, included with the now familiar playful banter between the Sky and the male Mist. Tsuna had once again helped Chrome with her suitcase while walking to the lobby despite her pouting disagreement. He didn't mind helping her in the least and, as he confessed to Mukuro when he handed him her luggage and their room key, he found her antics both refreshing and cute. The Mist for his part had raised his eyebrow before chuckling and confirming his agreement to that statement. After seeing the two Mists leaving by elevator towards their room, the young boss had motioned for the hitman to follow.
Reborn was a bit confused for his part, even if he didn't show it. Why didn't Tsuna hand him a key too? He had a suspicion as to why, but he neither stated his question nor did anything to confirm it. He simply followed Tsuna to another elevator and watched him use his private key to unlock the bottom for their floor. The ascend inside the metal and glass contraption was silent, slash the sound of the elevator's own music. 'They really ought to change that blasted annoying and boring music at some point…'
Once the characteristic 'ding' of the elevator sounded they stepped out and Tsuna led the way to the door on the far left. He unlocked the door before stepping aside for Reborn to enter, his black and yellow suitcase being dragged behind him. The brunette was the first to pull off his shoes at the entrance so he grabbed the hitman's suitcase and deposited in his, now their, bedroom. When the ravenette saw that, he knew that his suspicion was confirmed. Tsuna didn't want to treat Reborn as a regular family member and have him live in another room on their floor. He wanted to have him beside him. The hitman certainly wasn't complaining about it.
From the way the shorter male had looked at him throughout today, he was fairly certain the brunette has missed his presence as much as he himself had. They were after all Harmonized partners, lovers in the deepest and truest of meanings, and neither could faction at one hundred percent away from each other for extended periods of time. They became skittish and nervous when they couldn't feel their other half's Flames near them. It was one of the main reasons that Reborn refused to take on any long distance hit-missions that spanned for months, like he once used to. That didn't mean he didn't accept them when they were necessary, but he always made sure to finish them as quickly and efficiently as possible so he could return back before their bond proved to cause more danger than it was required.
But back to the present; Reborn, from his place on the couch closest to the window, watched as Tsuna mechanically walked away from the bedroom and went to the door. The hitman frowned at that and had just stood up when he heard the tell tale 'click' of Tsuna locking his main door from the inside. He continued watching the brunette as he turned off his phone and throwing it on the plush armchair beside Reborn before grabbing said man's wrist gently. The hitman let the young boss lead him and an understanding light filled his obsidian eyes when he saw their destination; the bathroom. That light was soon replaced by subtle hazy lust. The brunette having felt his partner's change in mood glanced over his shoulder. He only managed to meet for a millisecond the dark lustful pools before averting his eyes, red scattering across his face up to the very tips of his ears.
He knew what he had in mind was daring of him, both were well aware of that, but he couldn't hold his feelings back for much longer. He was able to distract himself from the tightening feeling deep in his gut while in the presence of his Mists but now…they were alone. As that thought had circled his mind while he stashed away Reborn's suitcase at their bedroom, he could feel instincts and desires he had held back begin to arise again. So he went into auto-pilot to ensure that nothing will disturb them and thought that a bath together would be delightful; both for allowing Reborn to shower from today's travel but to also…use the steaming Japanese hot bath to their advantage. Arriving at the door, Tsuna pushed it open allowing a waft a warm air and steam to escape the room. The brunette threw a quick glance at the polished black granite floor, dark wood walls and equally dark wood large square bath tab and a warm feeling bloomed deep in him.
He didn't have much time to muse upon in it though, 'cause in the instant the door was closed, strong yet gentle hands grabbed him around the waist and turned him around. A yelp escaped his lips which soon where claimed by his partner's own and were led into a rousing and passionate dance. Still disoriented from the spin Tsuna felt his leg buckle under him and the dizziness increasing alongside his pleasure. If it wasn't for Reborn's strong arms firmly holding him against him and his own hands clawing desperately at the other's jacket he was sure he would have crumbled to the floor; melted into a pool of goo at the ravenette's feet. Similarly strained moans escaped both men's mouths and they broke apart, greedily gulping down much needed air. The lust in the hitman's eyes had increased thousand fold, the young boss's own not far behind. His onyx eyes gazed into dazed orange and his mouth firmly latched at the shorter man's neckline. Said brunette let out another throaty moan feeling his partner biting, sucking and licking one of his most sensitive areas and tilted his head to allow more access. Reborn feeling annoyed at the clothes both of them were wearing he quickly worked to dislodging the offending materials from their person. Soon both were standing naked in each other's embrace, Reborn's arms wounding around the slender waist of Tsuna with the brunette's arms thrown over his neck. Mind clouded by lust but still able to think to a point, the hitman broke the kiss once again and bite gently at the boss's ear earning him a pleasure-filled gasp. Letting out a deep chuckle he whispered at his lover. "Come Tsuna. Help me wash…and I'll return the favor."
The brunette having somewhat awakened from his pleasure-filled daze slowly nodded his head. Reborn smiled down at the flushed Tsuna and gently led him to the washing area. Sitting down on a short polished wooden stool he closed his eyes and let the Japanese male wash him. Feeling warm water raining down from a basin Tsuna held he recalled how delighted the young boss seemed every time he abided to the other's wishes of such simple ministrations of affection. He was fairly certain that despite the lust being heavy in the air even now the brunette would have the most refreshingly childish delight shining in his eyes as every other time. So with thoughts of his partner in mind, Reborn relaxed under the other's nimble and skilled fingers running through his hair and across his skin.
Tsuna for his part took the time attending to his partner to also admire the other man. Though he knew the hitman's body like his own, he still got fascinated with how soft the usually spiky raven hair was; almost felt like he was running his fingers through Hibird's soft feather plum. He relished in the fact that his hands made the other relax as he softly applied and spread the soap throughout the other's body with well practiced strokes. Just feeling how the tense muscles gave away and softened up under his hands was a feeling that never got old got him. Noticing that he was done with that, he grabbed the shower head and started rinsing the shampoo from Reborn's hair. After that he refilled the basin and let the water flow from it down the taller man's body to rinse away any residential soap foam. Reborn then got up and traded places with Tsuna, now his time to pamper the other. Going through the same motions though, the ravenette couldn't help but tease his brunette. In the end, said brunette was left aroused, though he was throughout clean.
Helping the brunette to stand Reborn sent a quick remorseful glance towards the hot bath but, honestly, he didn't want to prolong his wait to fuck the brunette senseless into the mattress. So with a half-hearted sigh, he picked the shorter male up bridal style and led the way to the bedroom. Tsuna let out a questioning sound but didn't dwell on it for long, choosing instead to focus back to the kiss the man carrying him had initiated. The kiss felt desperate to both but the love behind it never left. So absorbed was the young boss into it that he only noticed their arrival at the bedroom when the hitman practically threw him onto the bed. Reborn crawled on top the brunette and holding down said man's hands he leaned down for another kiss. Tsuna met him with the same needy way he had earlier displayed. The ravenette completely dominated the kiss and led the dance their tongues were in making the brunette let out throaty and gasping moans that were swallowed up by the other.
Breaking away from each other Tsuna gulped down the air. Reborn, expertly regulating his breathing continued pleasuring the brunette. Hands roamed over the toned stomach of the boss, his sides, his chest and back down his hips and legs while his mouth was busying itself with trailing kisses from his neck till all the way down. The brunette could do nothing moan and arch his back to the other's ministrations. Soon though he felt hot puffs of air blowing down to his member before feeling a slick warmth engulfing him. Throwing his eyes open, 'When did I close them?', he gasped and fisted the silk sheets beneath him. The gasp was followed by loud moans as he felt the ravenette suck and lick. He could feel pressure building up but when he was about ready to come Reborn pulled away and sat between the brunette's legs. The hitman had placed a strong hand at the yound boss's abdomen holding him down and looked into blazing orange eyes that looked back pleadingly. He felt an immense satisfaction for making the other pull that look. So he smirked slyly and licked his lips, taking in the increasing redness of the other, before leaning down and nibbling at the brunette's ear while pressing tree fingers to said male's bottom lip. In a low and deep voice he whispered "Now be a good boy and lick them until they are nice and slick."
Tsuna abided to the command instantly taking into his mouth the long fingers and coating them in a fine layer of his saliva. He knew the following part very well and he thus couldn't help himself when he let out more low moans while continuing licking.
When Reborn thought his fingers were ready he pulled them out of Tsuna's mouth and pressed one slick finger at the brunette's entrance. With one hand still pressing down the abdomen of the boss he initiated another kiss and also pressed his finger deep into him. Though it was by far not the first time they had done that, Reborn felt the tightness around his finger and couldn't wait until he fully sheathed himself into that tight hole. Tsuna felt himself tensing up but quickly focused onto the kiss and let his body relax. He didn't really found trouble doing so as soon the ravenette located that special bundle of nerves and the brunette nearly didn't even feel when the second or third finger had entered him. Once the hitman felt satisfied enough with the preparation he pulled his fingers out of the brunette initiating the male to let out a disapproving whine. Chuckling at the adorable sound Reborn reached for the bedside table where a small bottle of clear liquid was sitting almost innocently on the top.
Unscrewing the lid he purred some of the liquid onto his palm before depositing the bottle back to its place and spread what he held onto his own pulsing member. Finishing that task, he positioned himself and without really waiting for the other's approval thrust deep into the brunette. Tsuna let out a strangled moan at the sudden and harsh intrusion, pain and pleasure feeling him in equal amounts. Feeling like he might lose himself into the sensations accompanying the hitman's thrusts he wrapped his arms around the other's shoulders, blunt but sharp nails racking his back and legs around the taller man's hips, subconsciously pulling him closer and deeper inside him.
Reborn felt not the scraping of his back, only the pleasure that came with being engulfed by the tight warmth that was his lover. He heard not the creaking of the bed or the buzzing of the city outside, only the moaning of his name spilling out of his lover's mouth oh so melodiously. He had never let himself become so lost into the passion of these precious moments with any of his previous partners; though he would never dare to compare his magnificent Sky with the women before him. He always has seen it as a way to release some steam and take care of his most primal instinct; but with his Sky everything was different. The pleasure he experienced, the satisfaction he felt were so vivid and immense that every time seemed to better than before; and those moans and whines only made him more eager to return the pleasure he felt.
So it was well into the early hours of the next day that those two continued to shower in each other's love and getting drowned into their passion. The only witness of those sacred moments were the silvery full moon, that casted its light onto the resting bodies of the two lovers; moonlight shined down the exposed areas of their bodies, cooling sweat glistering into the dim light.
It was well into the later hours of the morning when the two lovers stirred from their sleep. Reborn took a deep breath and let it out slowly waking up as it left his lungs. He groggily opened his eyes and was met with one of the most adorable sights in the world. Tsuna had snuggled closer to him while asleep and he laid there, hands folded between their torsos, head using Reborn's bicep as a pillow and the most peaceful and contented expression was plastered on his face. The hitman, though a sadist, didn't really have the heart to wake him up. So he silently adjusted his position and continued gazing at his lover. Soon Tsuna seemed to do a full body twitch before he cutely scrunched up his nose and let out a yawn. A hand came up and rubbed at his eye where he slowly blinked up the other. Apparently feeling like imitating his animal partner, Tsuna extended his arms above him and detangled his legs from Reborn's before doing a full body stretch and letting out a contented sigh as he finished. An amused chuckle brought his pumpkin eyes up and locked them with amused onyx ones.
"Good morning kitty cat." Reborn's amusement filled greeting was returned with a playfully angry scolding look. What ruined it though was the brunette's yawning and his mumbled reply. " 'Morning…and am no' kit." Which was quickly followed by a third yawn and Tsuna rubbing at his eyes again. Reborn was really reminded of a small animal, more precisely a cat, rubbing their paws at their head. So he let out another chuckle which soon turned into laughter as seeing his lover's immensely cute accusing look. Tsuna, though he was a little offended for being compared to a cat for his own reason, found Reborn's laughter contagious and so he too let loose peals of laughter.
When the two partners calmed themselves they got up, with the hitman helping the young boss 'cause of his sore backside, and went to take a quick shower. It was with a towel around his waist that Tsuna realized that their clothes from yesterday were still lying at his bigger bathroom. Reborn had thrown him a questioning glance as he passed the brunette going at the other bathroom with only his towel on but didn't question him and instead continued to the bedroom to pull out a set of clothes from his suitcase. In the mean time, Tsuna collected all the articles of clothing and deposed them at the washing bin. He would let a maid wash them later. Returning to their bedroom he entered just as Reborn had pulled on a pair of black pants and was now throwing over a white shirt. He heard the brunette entering and looked over his shoulder. He caught Tsuna staring intently at his exposed back and couldn't resist teasing. "Like what you see, kitty cat?"
Tsuna blushed and mumbled something incoherent before making a beeline for his wardrobe. Reborn let out a chuckle and continued bottoming up his shirt. He hear some muttering from Tsuna's side but deciding that the brunette could chose his own clothes he threw a simple black suit vest over his shirt and forgoing the tie, he went to the kitchen. He recalled Tsuna saying something about the espresso machine he had in his suite. 'Might as well try it out. Though I doubt it will be anything close to Italian.' Tsuna himself had mimicked his ex tutor attire-wise. It was the scent of roasted coffee that drew him out of the bedroom, hands trying to tame his mane of hair and wearing black dress pants, an orange bottomed up shirt and an open black vest. A crème colored small towel was thrown across his shoulders. Feeling frustrated with not reaching all the tangles in both his mane and the tail of his hair, he leaned against the counter beside Reborn watched him making their favorite morning beverage. He absentmindly noticed Leon still sleeping on the hitman's fedora, which it still laid forgotten on the coffee table.
Both sat in silence in the open kitchen, the only sound was the machine and the bustle of the city outside. Though that didn't last for much more. Soon both held a steaming cup of espresso in their hands and after a small sip Reborn asked. "I believe you've mentioned something about a plan of yours over a text. Now's the best time to talk about it. So? What plan have you thought up?"
"Hmm…As much I would love to talk about it now, I think it would be best to discuss it with the rest too. It does involve them too after all." A sigh followed his statement and Tsuna glanced at his lover who too was leaning against the counter.
"Though I am quite pleased that you want your guardians' opinion on your plan, I also am your advisor Tsuna. I can see your ideas in ways that the others can't."
This time the one who sighed was Tsuna. After a small chuckle he answered. "I know and you're right. I simply feel like you will shot down the idea as soon it's proposed if it's only between us."
"If it endangers your life then yes, I will."
Tsuna shook his head. "It won't. At least that's what my intuition is telling me so far." Another sigh form the brunette. "Alright, so this is what I thought…"
It was the afternoon of the same day that found the tenth generation guardians and the ex Sun Arcobaleno seating across the lounge's couches and listening intently to their boss. Even the two bloodthirsty guardians were behaving after a creepy and scary smile from said brunette. The young boss's voice was clear and his neutral expression betrayed none of his inner thoughts.
"…As it's briefly explained in the files Hayato has given you earlier, there have been many weird sightings around the cities of Ukiyoe and Kyoto; not to mention the occurrences of a few… unnatural phenomena. One of such occurred at the Nijo castle in Kyoto. Some people talked about it being engulfed in a purple smoky fog and after a great tremor more than the two thirds of the castle was demolished. From what we managed to found, experts had assured that the castle had strong foundations. From the few air-taken pictures we salvaged it seems like a meteorite of sorts crashed clean through the middle of the castle."
"That cannot be possible though. Not even the strongest of Mists combined could make so strong illusions that they would hide the falling of a meteorite in the middle of a populated city." One of the current generation's strongest Mists, Mukuro, shot down the theory with the other guardians agreeing behind him.
"I came to the same conclusion on that. There are other many instances with the same results unfortunately. That is why I thought we should all go and monitor the situation from the inside." Seeing the darkening of everyone expressions with the prospect that their boss and friend would join them he quickly raised one hand to silence any protest. Once checking that no one was about to interrupt him he continued. "Yes, I know it might be dangerous if I go too, but I have got no such indication from my intuition." He looked them all in the eyes, lingering a bit longer at Reborn's. The others had slightly relaxed at the last phrase but the hitman still held a look that promised pain if he didn't receive a full explanation. Averting his orange eyes from the scathing onyx glare he nervously gulped.
"So…If we are going there, where should we stay? We cannot all be in one place. We will be too recognizable if there's an enemy famiglia involved behind all this." Chrome's slightly timid voice made everyone pause in their thoughts and think about it. Tsuna though, was glad for a chance to talk and temporarily avoid the hitman's stare.
"We will be staying with a close friend of mine." He had to smile at the thought of his little brother. The others were quite confused. They didn't remember the brunette to ever mention a close friend in Ukiyoe in the years they knew him. Seeing the puzzled looks, with what seemed to be some hurt, he quickly explained. "He's from an old bloodline that still holds many of the Japanese traditions and culture in high regard. His father and mom had basically grown up together and she later became close friends with his mother. I believe mom still calls Wakana-san frequently." He only muttered the last part 'cause he really wasn't sure if his mother still did. They always avoided the mention of the clan in any of their letters or calls for obvious reasons. "Thus the two of us were playmates for a long time before mom and I couldn't visit them as frequently."
"Will that friend agree to house us for as long as need though Tenth?" Hayato, the ever calculating one, couldn't help but ask. He felt a little hurt that his boss hadn't told them of such a deep friendship and it was quite obvious of how fond was of that friend from his tone. Still though, he soon pushed all these thoughts to the back of his mind; he trusted Tsuna with all his being and his choices had never led them astray thus far.
"Yes he will. I managed to find his house number in the week you were searching and talked to him. I informed him that I might be visiting over soon and will need a place for a few of my friends and myself to stay. He agreed to lend us rooms." At that point he chuckled a bit. "I can still remember his house. I'm sure we might be his most tame of guests yet." And wasn't that the truth? He recalled the rowdiness of the yokai in the mansion and he was sure they could easily rival his guardians'. Reborn noted the amusement practically rolling off of the brunette and couldn't help but wonder what made him to almost start sadistically cackling.
Coughing once in his fist to draw back their attention, Tsuna concluded. "Thus we will be leaving tomorrow early evening for Ukiyoe. I want you all to pack up your things and, if you like to, you can inform the girls about our visit. They are welcome to tag along as long as they don't have any assignments to finish." Everyone nodded once and with a few polite words the guardians were out of the brunette's suite. That left the two lovers alone; something the Tsuna didn't think would be good for his health.
And boy how he hated being right about these; though he honestly couldn't complain much since he enjoyed it too. As soon as the door had closed behind the elements, the hitman had pulled Tsuna in for a bruising and harsh kiss. The brunette had yelped but that only gave more access at the angry ravenette. He knew that Reborn didn't get angry at him that often anymore, but when he did… well he was sure that sore hips in the morning would be the least of his problems. The submissive brunette found himself to always be on the full brunt of an angry and sadistic Reborn; again though, he didn't complain much…at least not while they were still on the bed. For that he totally blamed his yokai heritage and especially his species… sly they might be, but that only shone brighter while lusting with their chosen partners. He always wondered if Reborn had some past relative as a yokai.
A particularly harsh grind from said hitman had Tsuna gasping and moaning against the wall thus successfully breaking him out of his reverie.
'I can always think about that later….and also inform Rikuo…'
*dodges a flying pan* Wow easy with that!
Hiiiii~! *sweatdrops* I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT UPLOADING ANYTHING FOR... A MONTH?! OMG! Well it might be longer...but a month sounds a bit more pleasurable... Ah~ I feel so awful for not writing you a chapter for this long...
Well uhm...As you might have noticed at the very forst line...I decided to write a lemon~! My very first one as you might have guessed. I hope I didn't screw it up somehow...Though I really believe I did... Valk (the friend who wrote the A/N last chapter) still hasn't commented on it...she just copied my story file and started reading it as soon as I started uploading it here.
Well I'm not really going to excuse myself for my tardiness. I just hope that the chapter was at least satisfying for its delay *smiles*
I love your comments and really hope to see a few more...creative ones in this chapter and the following ones. 'Cause seriously? While I don't mind, please refrain from simply writing things like a small name correction. Yes I'm well aware that the Mist's name is spelled 'Mukuro' and not 'Mokuro' but they give the exact same result and many write it either way. I did change the spelling as to satisfy the reviewer but please next time, be a little more creative in your comments.
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