Smoke was in the air. The place, thankfully not the mansion, was on fire.
Tsuna and Reborn had come to this little place, far from any city, for a short romantic vacation. It was only going to be four days away from the others. But here, here they were two days in, and the place was on fire.
The people that had come to door, though they were Mafioso, didn't know who Tsuna was. Reborn had stayed in the shadows, Leon gun in his hands, ready for anything. They had demanded food, which Tsuna gave them. T
hen one of the dumber ones accidently slipped which family they were from. Thinking that they had broken Omerta by accident, they had shoot and managed to graze Tsuna's cheek. and set the place on fire. They had managed to escape, but not before Reborn had shot at least one of their arms.
The sad part was that Tsuna and Reborn were in the center of the house. And that the Mafioso probably called for back up.
Cautiously, Tsuna started to lead the way out, Reborn covered from behind. Reaching the door, Tsuna frowned. "Reborn, there is a lot of them out there."
"That's fine. They can all die for ruining our weekend"
Opening the door, Tsuna used his other hand to shoot his sky flames everywhere. Reborn shot bullets in the direction in which Tsuna didn't cover.
The battle continued and continued, the enemies had brought more back up then necessary. Tsuna was running out of energy. There was still a third of the mob left. Scowling, Tsuna made his way to Reborn, covering the hitman's back, "I am running out of energy for my flames"
"Dammit." Reborn cussed "Then fly yourself out of here."
"I will not leave you behind." Tsuna growled, shooting a much-more-than-necessary powered flame ball.
"Then how will you fight? Don't be stupid Tsuna!" Reborn shot back, hitting an enemy right in the chest
"Don't worry. I have another trick up my shelve" Tsuna responded vaguely, pulling out a gun from inside his coat.
"What could it possibly be? You refused to learn how to shoot a gun!" Reborn demanded.
Reborn's only answer was the sound of another gun being shot. His heart pounded in his ears, fear rose in his heart. He waited in agonizing impatience. Was Tsuna shot? Is he injured? Who the fuck shot that gun? In what seemed like forever, the scream of pain sounded in the air through the sounds of battle. Reborn sighed, it wasn't Tsuna's scream. It wasn't Tsuna's. Thank fucking god. Eyes narrowing under the fedora, Reborn questioned his lover, "Tsuna when did you learn to shoot a gun?"
"Later Reborn. Ask later." Tsuna replied shakily. He had never wanted to shoot anyone. That was his first time shooting someone. He was afraid to kill. He knew the chance were so much higher now.
Though conflicted, Tsuna continued to shoot. He never flinched or stopped. Because that would lead to Reborn's downfall.
When the battle finally, finally, ended, Tsuna slumped against Reborn, dropping his gun. "Let's go home. I don't want to stay here any longer."
"Alright." Reborn bent down and picked up Tsuna's gun. It was fairly new, and rarely, if ever, used before this encounter. He held Tsuna's hand tightly, leading him to the car, where Tsuna had advised smartly beforehand, to keep all their things. Sitting in the driver's seat, Reborn saw Tsuna bury his face in his hands, slightly shaking. This would be a hard night. And there went their romantic weekend.
So hi. Hi~! Hello~! Ni hao~! Konichi wa~! Annyeoung hasayoh~! Hej~! Guten Tahk~!
Here is your R27~
