Originally posted This one's for seitosokusha on tumblr who asked for #38 for KHR. It's a little more reminiscent of earlier in the series. Hope I did it justice. Thanks for the prompt, Seito! I'm still taking prompts, so if you want to drop by go ahead! (and it doesn't have to just be khr!)
Reborn was reading a newspaper when Tsuna walked into the kitchen, a smirk playing across his lips, only hidden by the occasional sip of his espresso. If that wasn't enough of a warning, Tsuna didn't know what was.
The house was already deceptively quiet, not a peep from anyone on the late Sunday morning. And now Reborn had that creepy smile in place? Reborn was Up To Something (and yes, that totally deserved capitals).
"What did you do?" Tsuna asked, settling himself across from the hitman carefully.
"Honestly, Dame-Tsuna," Reborn said, not even bothering to glance up at Tsuna. But the smirk was still very much in place, even as Reborn turned another page of his newspaper. "What makes you think I've done anything?"
Tsuna groaned. "You've got that creepy smile on your face. You definitely did something."
"If you see me smiling, it's because I'm plotting something," Reborn told him, folding his newspaper in half and setting it down. Looking him straight in the eye, the baby hitman held his hand out for Leon, who obliged by crawling onto Reborn's hand. "But, if you see me laughing, it means I've already done it."
"So you did do something."
"I haven't done a thing," Reborn countered, his smirk growing wider. "Why can't you appreciate my sense of humor?"
Yeah right. Like Tsuna was going to trust that Reborn was joking. Reborn always had something up his sleeve, and Tsuna didn't believe for a second that today was going to be any different. He probably had hell planned for Tsuna and his friends.
"By the way," Reborn drawled, catching Tsuna's attention. And when Tsuna looked back up at Reborn, he paled. How had he changed so fast? And into a construction outfit of all things, complete with neon orange vest, blaring yellow hardhat, and….
"Is that a pickaxe?!" Tsuna's jaw dropped. "How did you get a pickaxe?! I've been sitting here the entire time!"
Reborn's smirk just stayed in place. "Aren't you forgetting something?"
Tsuna stared at Reborn, and Reborn stared back at Tsuna until, finally, it clicked.
"The park!" Tsuna moaned. "Our class is supposed to be cleaning it up today! I forgot!"
Reborn huffed an amused breath, the closest Tsuna had ever seen him get to a laugh. "Better hurry up. If you don't hurry up, you'll have to deal with the bombs I planted in the park."
"BOMBS?!" Tsuna screeched. "Reborn! Innocent people are at the park! What if you kill them!"
"I'm a hitman." The smirk never left his face.
Tsuna didn't even bother to reply. Instead he just heaved himself to his feet and sprinted for the front door. It was only when he made it to the park, completely out of breath, that Tsuna realized that Reborn probably made an empty threat just to get him to the park on time.
Tsuna looked up into a tree, spotted Reborn, who was fingering a trigger, and Tsuna immediately shut up and got to work.
Or maybe not.