9. Describing Color to a Blind Person
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"Yamamoto, how would you describe color to someone who's blind?"
Yamamoto blinked up at his boss from the uncomfortable chair he was sitting in, blinking away the slight drear that his discomfort brought. He smiled, a hint of bafflement present,
"Um, is that a trick question?"
A corner of Tsuna's lips twitched upward in slight amusement, but it was gone sooner than Yamamoto would have liked. Tsuna sighed and took a seat in a chair next to Yamamoto, his face scrunching up the moment he got settled.
"These chairs are uncomfortable. I am so sorry you had to wait for me in these."
"Haha. It's no big deal."
Tsuna smiled at him and eased back in his chair, smile slipping a little every second that passed in silence.
"Nono asked me to describe what color look like. To refresh his memory."
Understanding dawned in his eyes.
Tsuna let out a harsh sigh, the crinkle in his brow becoming more defined as he slid a hand into his hair and his lips tilted down. "I didn't know how. All I did was sit there, staring into his eyes, knowing he couldn't see me and yet…" He hunched over, leaning his weight on his elbows propped up by his thighs.
"It just reminds me that Grandpa's getting old, getting sicker, and getting closer to death," Tsuna murmured in a voice much too small for him now, and possibly when he was a middle school student.
Yamamoto sighed, leaning back in his chair and eyes turned up to the light grey ceiling. "It's kinda sad isn't it? Watching someone you know die slowly before your eyes?" Hazel eyes slid down, catching Tsuna's ochre gaze as it flicked up to him. "That is what this is about, right?"
Tsuna smiled quietly and leaned back in his chair. "Well, I suppose it is. Non- Grandpa wasn't particularly close to me in the beginning but as the years went on he actually felt more like actual family than anything." He shook his head, "So, yeah, seeing such a figure slowly lose everything like that is depressing."
He laughed humorlessly, "If… When Grandpa passes away, he'll leave everything to me, Vongola-wise. I was sorta content not actually having to have complete and utter control over the Italy Branch."
Yamamoto laughed, "That's more work for you huh?"
Tsuna glanced away tiredly, "Yes. Yes it does."
Yamamoto chuckled and threw his arm around Tsuna, bringing him closer to his body as close as their chairs permitted. "Haha! It'll be okay, Boss! Gokudera and the kid'll make sure you keep up with your paperwork and meetings!"
"More so now that it's a whole other country…!" Tsuna slumped in his chair, a defeated sigh escaping his lips.
"But we'll take care of it when we get there, right?"
Yamamoto watched Tsuna's smile grow, "Ah. It'll be my problem when it happens." He gave a small grin up at Yamamoto, "We'll just live and focus on the now."