Kururo Saruko: Those aren't typos - These are real mistakes I didn't even recognize! If you search for me - I'm in the emo Corner over there ...

Authors note: Here Comes the Extra. It has the poorest attempt at smut ever! So please dont read it XD An I never really thanked my followers and the persons who have this Story as favorite! THANK YOU ALL SOOOOO MUCH!

EXTRA: Chocolate

Hayato stood in her kitchen, reading a book about cooking and stirring something in the pot. She frowned and change the book – needing another opinion about the matter. She decided to stop stirring in favour of reading, turns out it was a bad idea.
Something smelt awful and she looked, blinked and hurried to put out the stove and tried to rescue her nth attempt at self-made chocolate. She ruffled her already knotted hair and sighed desperate.
Why couldn't she do it right? She reread all the cooking books she owned about this recipe, but every time the chocolate turned into charcoal. This year she wanted to do this one thing so badly. Every other year she didn't dare to give her Juudaime the sweet treat, so she didn't buy, let alone make it.
But because this year was different she wanted to present him Chocolate, but she didn't want to give it bought, she wanted to do it the traditional way and make the chocolate herself.
She excelled at all subjects, she was a genius, but she didn't know how to cook!
Sure, she could make herself simple meals, but everything that was beyond scrambled eggs or noddles or easy dishes like that, was just not in her abilities. Taking off her glasses and pinching the bridge of her nose, she pondered how she could make tasty sweets for her …. she blushed at that thought … for her boyfriend!
Kyyaaaa, she wiggled around like something had stung her. They never really confessed to each other, but they were more than friends. That much was obvious, they held hands, they gave each other shy smiles, he would stroke her hair or even kiss her hand. But she had yet to receive her first kiss. She was patient, she could wait for him to make the first move, she knew Juudaime had his own pace at things. And she knew, that when the time came it would be the perfect first kiss, because she would get it from him.
But before that, she had to make chocolate, she had only five days left!

Pacing trough her kitchen she wondered what she should make. It should be delicious. It should show, how much she cared for him and how happy she was to be his. The last months were really hectic with Juudaimes Training and the amount of homework they got. The teachers pressured them more than the last two years together.
Why?
Because they were nearing the entrance exams for High school. To be able to get into High School Juudaime worked harder then the most people .
She wanted to help him, but every time she came over to learn, they ended up doing different things.
Reborn wanted her to take some distance from Juudaime, because she distracted him too much. At first she wanted to disagree and complain about it, but she saw, that Reborn was right. Tsuna had to put his act together, if he wanted to move on in the Japanese educational system.
So, she refrained from spending time after school with him, just that he could concentrate on learning.
She almost lost her resolve when he started pouting, but they both agreed later, that it was for the best. But she had promised Juudaime to come over at the fourteenth of February and she wouldn't go without homemade Chocolate! Pacing some more she came to the conclusion that she should make something they both could enjoy together. A cake!

She had skipped school on this day, because she wanted the cake to be fresh. Countless failures ended up in the waste or in Uris stomach. Uri didn't die, so they were edible and not poisonous. Lucky Uri wasn't a normal cat ...

At school Tsuna was surprised and disappointed. Surprised, because many girls gave him chocolate – even girls who had teased him all his life. Disappointed, because Hayato wasn't there to give him some, but his Intuition wanted to tell him something …

After school Hayato did wait in front of Juudaimes house. As soon as he came around the corner, he stopped and smiled at her sight, hurrying to get to her. "Hayato! I've missed you!" it was stupid, because they just saw each other yesterday. She blushed.
"I missed you too. But I had something to do." In this moment he saw, that she held a small package in her hands.
"Well … please come in!" he urged her inside and up the stairs to his room. His mother grinned and said something he just ignored, but Hayato blushed at it.
They sat down at his table.
"Uhm … I made this … just for you … I mean … because … it's Valentine and all..." With care she put the box on the table and opened the lid.
She fiddled with the hem of her skirt, because she was so damn nernous.
The cake wasn't very impressive. It was a round Chococake with a heart drawn on the top.
"You made it yourself?" Tsuna seemed like he was very impressed.
"Yes!" she smiled at him.
"Then let's eat it. I will go down to fetch a knife." He stood up and in exactly that moment the door to his room burst open and a pink grenade flew over Hayatos head, landing on the cake, exploding. The brown treat splattered everywhere and mostly on Hayato. She didn't know if she should cry, laugh or slaughter the damn cow.
Slowly she turned around to give this brat a piece of her mind. Lambo seemed to feel the danger, pulled out the Ten years bazooka and fired. But he did not shoot at himself. Tsuna stood frozen on the spot and gulped.

As the pink smoke cleared she sat on a bed in an elegant room. It looked personal and private. She looked around, on the bedside table stood an empty jar of chocolate creme. Why?
Then her eyes landed on skin, wet skin over a six-pack. A towel was wrapped around a hip, hiding what was underneath it. She gulped and looked up. A mature face, narrow brown eyes, a playful smile and gravity deifying hair, dropping from the earlier taken shower.
"Do you like what you see?" Hearing that voice in that tone, she did the only normal thing in this kind of situation – she fainted.

It didn't stop! He had a major nosebleed and wasn't able to stop it! There on his bed sat Ten years later Hayato and he had a fucking nosebleed! She laughed at him! It wasn't his fault that she was so damn hot! Wearing that, what was it? It seemed kinky. The first thing he had seen as the smoke cleared, were nice shaped breasts and his nose just did bleed! Sheepish he had wanted to look her up and down, but she seemed to feel his eyes on her.
"Do you like what you see?" And cue to the blood loss he fainted. Pathetic really.

After five Minutes things were back to normal.
Neither Tsuna nor Hayato was sure if this Valentines day was great or a disaster. None of them would talk to the other about what they had seen. But ten years later they would laugh at their antics.

Ten Years later: Valentines day: (poorest smut ever)

Hayato didn't even attempt to make chocolates this year. She just took a jar of chocolate crème with her to the bedroom.
She dressed her perfectly shaped body in a corsage and suspenders. She knew he would like the red high heels.

As soon as he entered the Bedroom he knew he was in for a surprise. He just wanted to Change his clothes for the Meeting he had later on.
But his beautiful wife stood in front of him and he couldn't help but stare at her bosom. It was just covered in a see-trough fabric, but he couldn't see her nipples.
He gulped as she took his tie and pulled him down for a kiss, but she didn't kiss him.
Her red coloured lips lingered before his, almost touching. She was a tease and he loved it.
He closed the distance and kissed her hungry. Her lips parted slightly and he took the invitation, ravishing her mouth, tasting her like he did so many times before. Their tongues battles for dominance and teeth bit lips in a playful manner.
Along the way to the bed he had shed his clothes.
He wanted to lay her down softly, but she did some Judo trick and he lay on his back on the bed, dumbfounded.
He blinked up at her.
"I heard ... Don Vongola ... you were a bad boy today." Her voice was smooth and erotic. And were those handcuffs she held in her hand?
Without waiting for his answer she bound him to the head of the bed, straddling him. Her ass rubbed against his erection.
"God! Hayato, why are you doing this?" he groaned and wanted to get more friction.
"Because, I'm craving some chocolate." she whispered in his ear and bit the lobe, he moaned her name and growled at the same time.
She took the chocolate crème and smeared some of it on his lips, then licking it away, not letting him kiss her. At his frustrated sigh she grinned.
"Be patient."

Her fingers travelled down his chest, painting a picture with the sweet treat. He shuddered under her touch, not liking, that he was bound to the bed. It was frustrating and exciting at the same time.
It wasn't the first time she took the initiative, but normally he would just push her down and take it back.
She began to lick away the chocolate, her ass the air above his crotch, she looked like a playful cat.
Sometimes she bit his skin, not to hurt him, just to give him more pleasure. There was a slight contact on his crotch, it was her sweet spot, still clad in unnecessary cloth. He made an upwards move with his hip, hitting her there, she gasped. He smirked as she looked at him scolding.
"I think I need to punish you." She bit his nipple hard, not hard enough to draw blood, but it hurt like hell. But to soothe his anger she played her tongue around it and kissed it good.
She hummed as she got more chocolate on him, she slid down. Kissing his toned chest, biting and licking at his muscled stomach. As she got lower she rubbed with her sweet spots at his tip , sighing in pleasure. But she wouldn't touch him there, not yet.
She drew circles on his legs, mostly on the soft flesh of the inner part of his thighs. The chocolate on his thighs was devoured as fast as it was there. He loved the feeling her tongue an teeth gave him, he never expected that he was sensitive over there. And then the good part started.

She put the sweet stuff on it. Her finger played with his balls and then she drew circles around his shaft. He gasped, his breath was no longer in his control. His cock almost looked like a candy cane and he just knew what that meant. She looked at him like he was some sort of masterpiece, licking her fingers clean, sucking seductively on them.
"Hayato … hurry!" he couldn't take this sweet torture any longer.
"Why the hurry?" she purred in his ear.
"Because in one hour I have to attend a meeting." he looked at the clock on the bedside table. He just wanted to take a break before it.
"Poor you, there is just enough time for round one then." Her finger brushed against his tip, he groaned her Name.
With a playful smile she kissed his manhood, her tongue licking some spots clean. Kissing and nibbling on it. Her long hair tickled his skin, he loved the feeling of it.
He wished he wasn't bound to the bed, he would have ran his fingers trough those long tresses, but he had to endure this sweet torture.
If he would have been a lesser man he would have come just from that, but he could wait until the real treat came.
And it came.
Not just did she have talented fingers, but even a talented mouth. Her tongue played with him, her hands massaged him and the humming was driving him crazy.
She change between deep throating him and just playful kissing. He had to control himself, if he so much as bucked up she would choke.
His breath came hard and uncontrolled.
"Hayato … I ..." Trough long lashes she looked at him, her green eyes dark with lust, smiling soft and licking his tip. He let go and came in her mouth, she drank it all.
He was wasted. It wasn't the first time she had given him head, but it was the first time she had drank him.
She moved up, opening the handcuffs. As soon as he could move his hands he switched their positions.
"Where is the lube?" still breathing hard.
"There is no time for round two. You have just half an hour until your meeting. And I think you need a shower." She stroked his head.
"You know I don't like one sided pleasure." He pouted.
"Well, what do you know, the pleasure was mine." She kissed him. "Happy Valentines day Honey."

And then she shooed him under the shower.

... Are you there? Well that was it. I think it will take some time before I will upload "Struggling". Why? Because I have the genaral Idea and the main Points written down - it just Needs an intresting plot! XD Please be Patient with me!