Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn and its characters do not belong to me, they belong to Amano Akira
-Chapter Eleven-
War of The Pillows
"Group A to group B: infiltration successful." There was a snicker and the little boy who'd delivered the message to Mukuro was sent off. Darkness layered the hallways of the Vongola mansion as shadows shifted on the ground. The light was minimal, the only source of it was the lamp in the blue-haired boy's hand.
An annoyed voice piped up, "Why do I have to be paired up with you?" Gokudera definitely didn't want to be anywhere near this freak, stupidly shy girl, or the extreme guy. With his loud voice there was no way the mission could be successful. He'd rather be with Tsuna than these three people any day.
Ryohei answered his rhetorical question for him, "Because Tsuna extremely wanted to be with Hibari and Yamamoto." Gokudera slammed his fist against the wall seething with resentment. Just why had his precious Tenth wanted to be with that idiot? That bastard Hibari was understandable, he'd seen that the two have some kind of bond he couldn't get between but…he'd met the Tenth before that idiot had! Gloomily, he leaned on the wall he had hit.
After Tsuna sent one of the maid's sons to inform Ryohei's group that they infiltrated successfully (those were Kyoya's words) he sighed. Why had Mukuro wanted a messenger? It wasn't like this was a raid or something. The brunette had only suggested they play a game. He'd come up with a pillow fight and Giotto agreed. The blonde man told them he would have the maids prepare the pillows tomorrow but that didn't sit well with Gokudera. 'If the Tenth wants to play he'll play today.' So now here they were, planning to ambush the guardians in their sleep. To be truthful Tsuna was kind of excited; this would be a first for him. He'd been wavering at first but Yamamoto promised they wouldn't get in trouble.
The sliver headed boy's plan was to attack the weakest link first. Kyoya decided that would be Tsuna's job for obvious reasons. The dark-haired child wanted him out of harm's way but didn't want him to be completely uninvolved. Tsuna knew that because at that very moment he was pushing him forward so he could hit the sleeping Lampo with his pillow. So he did, the amount of strength he used really couldn't hurt a fly and he acknowledged that the blow might not even wake the guardian up. Yet that's definitely not how it seemed.
Lampo had been sleeping peacefully until he felt something hard smash into his head. His eyes flashed open and he held his head in pain letting out a groan of distress. The first thing he noticed in his pain induced haze was Tsuna. His brown locks were unmistakable even in his state. Thinking someone attacked him and that the brat might be in danger also he reached out for him. Maybe he could stuff him under the blankets or somewhere safe.
As the teenager moved to get Tsuna away from any threat he caught sight of a pillow in the boy's hands. The fact might not have bothered him at all if not for the metal tonfa sticking out of the end of it. It was barely visible but the weapon was there. Rapidly, he searched for its owner and didn't have to look far. The tonfa wielder was standing behind the brunette with a tell-tale expression on his face.
Lampo remembered earlier in the day that Giotto said they would have a pillow fight with the rats tomorrow but by the amount of light in the room he knew it wasn't morning. Hibari put that tonfa in the pillow, he was sure of that much. The other half of the explanation, the why, was clearly displayed on the devil's face. The brat wanted Tsuna to feel like he had some power, when it was really the content of the pillow that did the damage.
If he wanted to live peacefully in this mansion then he would have to react now. He rolled around moaning his pain, putting on the best show he could. He wondered if he was doing well and by the looks of Tsuna's shocked expression he did alright. Hibari didn't seem too satisfied but he hasn't attacked him so the boy must have at least deemed it a worthy performance. To add extra effect he even let a few tears drip out of his eyes.
Hibari nodded curtly at the herbivore, the act was tolerable. He touched the brunette's shoulder to free him from his shock and the boy jumped. Then he turned to look at him questioningly. "Get a pillow and come play with us." He glared at Lampo, making him know it was an order and started to drag Tsuna out of the room. "Herbivore, he'll come find us soon. There are others to wake."
Lampo waited to move until he was mostly sure that the brat's were gone. Once he did he rushed out of his room wondering why it had to be this day that he picked to actually sleep there instead of his tower. He went by many doors before he stopped at the one he knew to be G's Not caring if he woke the other up he began to knock on the door loudly, even resorting to kicking it. A pillow hung in one of his hands and he knew it wasn't the best weapon since he hadn't added anything in it but it was his only choice. If he met another one of the kids out here he hoped to end it with just a pillow fight. The one he really didn't want to run into was Mukuro; if he put his trident in the pillow…He hit the door harder and called out for his fellow guardian, "G! They're going to kill me!"
Normally, Lampo wouldn't even try the handle for he knew G never left his door unlocked but this time he felt he needed to at least give it a chance. The door opened with a creak and a chill went down his spine. What if…what if Mukuro had already come and killed G? Slowly, not wanting to stumble upon something he didn't want to see he opened the door wider. There, lying on the floor was G.
The teenager's eyes grew ten times bigger and he dashed to the storm guardian's side. He barely ever ran in his life but this was important. The green-haired boy clutched the man's hand in his own and cried out, "Man down! Man down!" If only he knew how to check for a pulse! He began to worry for G's life when he felt the hand in his start to twitch. Cautiously, he raised his eyes to the storm's face and found his friend staring at him. "G!" The guardian's lips moved but no sound came out. "No, don't talk it will only hurt more."
Shaking his head, G persisted to say what he wanted to say. "Lampo." His name came out in a chocked voice and he wanted to cry at the sound, "Get reinforcements…before it's too late." The teen was about to nod and go find Giotto when G ripped his hand from his and slammed it against his skull. "Did you really think I'd say something like that? What the hell is with 'man down'?" He grumbled to himself while he stood, leaving Lampo there dumbfounded, "Fall asleep on the floor once and they think you're dead…" That day's paperwork exhausted him and when he got inside his room he couldn't even make it to the bed.
Seeing that G was not aware of what the children were up to Lampo told him all about this lovely night and how he woke up. To say the least he was pissed. Those brats had the nerve to do this even after Giotto said they'd play tomorrow. Realizing what G might do if extremely mad Lampo tried to pacify him. "Well, the kids are being led around by Mukuro, right? Just take him out and problem solved."
The teenager hoped to maintain his usual bored drawl but couldn't. He was seriously worried for the brats here! Ok, maybe not but he was really scared that G would- "Fine, we'll play their damn game." -do exactly that. An angry G was bad enough but one armed with a pillow…that was funny! He hadn't thought about it that way before. The red-haired man picked up a pillow from his bed and weighted it in his hands, "Good enough. Let's go." Wait, when did he say he wanted to be involved? "Don't pretend, either way you're coming." Although G seemed like he wanted to do his worst to the kids before he left the room he put a patch over his tattoo.
Yamamoto stood guard outside Lampo's room when Hibari and Tsuna went in Hibari told him that would be his job this time. Yamamoto and Tsuna would be the ones to go into Asari's room. Getting the man to join their game should be easy enough. He wouldn't be needed for that. Instead he would stay outside and not around the group of herbivores.
Tsuna poked his head into Asari's room and noticed that the man was not in his bed yet. Yamamoto put his head through the opening and looked down at the brunette's fluffy hair. "Where is he?" There was a chuckle and both boys' flinched, surprised.
"I'm over here." Tsuna didn't want to enter the room without permission but Yamamoto took him inside. Asari was looking out the window from a chair that was blocked from view because of the dresser beside it. There was one of his swords in his lap while the two others were propped up against his legs. The rain guardian smiled at them as he tucked the three weapons away into his robes. Standing, he waved his hand to a tray on his nightstand. "Would you like to have some tea with me?"
Yamamoto, who wasn't one to beat around the bush, asked something that Tsuna would have never thought of saying, "What's wrong?" No, you weren't supposed to question an adult about their problems! They always blame you no matter what. The brunette closed his eyes ready for them to be yelled at but Asari didn't shout at Yamamoto, he simply smiled. It wasn't the kind full of malice that Tsuna was used to and it made him take a mental step back. Weren't all adults like his father?
"So observant, Takeshi. I am feeling down but it's nothing important." Asari tried to pass it off but Yamamoto wouldn't let him.
"I don't think that's it."
The two stared at each other for a moment. Then the rain guardian laughed, "I see that there will be no getting around this." His smile dimmed by a small margin and he crossed his arms choosing to lean against the wall beside the window. "Truthfully, I just miss my flute. I have bought another but it isn't the same." The Japanese man unfolded his arms and wagged his finger at them. "It's mine turn for questions now. Why are you up and about this late? Children should be in bed."
Takeshi remembered their original purpose in coming here then and raised his pillow. "We are having a pillow fight, want to join us?" Asari distinctly heard Giotto tell them that they'd play tomorrow but he disregarded that face and agreed. "Tsuna, can he be on our team?" The brunette jumped at suddenly being brought into the conversation. He didn't know if Kyoya would allow it but he did like the older man…
"Okay."
The group of four consisting of Mukuro, Gokudera, Chrome, and Ryohei had finally found a room containing someone. Mukuro had bragged that he could easily find his way around the place but because of him they'd gotten lost. Even though Ryohei lived here for a while his memory wasn't the best so they hadn't been able to rely on him. Happiness kicked in for him just like everyone else when they found the room but his was more 'extreme'.
The boy couldn't control himself and forgot that the man in the bedroom was their target. He nearly took a flying leap as he jumped onto the bed that held the priest. Knuckle was rudely awakened like that but he didn't seem to mind once he realized it was Ryohei. "Oh! What can I do for you, Ryohei?"
The white-haired child thought for a moment then excitedly he yelled, "We extremely want to have a pillow fight with everyone." He pushed himself off of Knuckle and rolled onto the floor with a thud.
The priest sat up in the bed rubbing his eyes sleepily. "So, a pillow fight? I'm sure God would want me to be on your side." Well after he said that there was a bunch of arguing between the children. Only Ryohei and Gokudera seemed interested in shouting though as Mukuro decided to leave this to them and sneak off with Chrome.
The pair soon arrived at the entrance to Daemon's room and although they'd been heading to disturb the cloud Mukuro couldn't resist the chance to hit the man. Chrome as usual willingly went along with his idea even though she didn't favor it. He stopped at the door and knocked loudly so it could not be ignored. It took a few well-placed slams of his knuckles against the wood before he heard someone walking on the other side.
Then a very irritated Daemon spoke as he opened his door, "G, what do yo-"
All of a sudden a soft object hit his face. He kept his eyes closed as the thing slid down by force of gravity and once it was gone he spat out the feathers that had gotten into his mouth. In a flash his eyes were open and glaring at his attacker. He needed to glance down but he did finally see the one who stuffed his mouth full of pillow. "Mukuro, Chrome…" He acknowledged the kids with a nod of his head. "Why did you find it necessary to feed me feathers?"
"kufufufu, chickens should have them, don't you think so?"
Daemon eyes twitched but he didn't want to give in to the insult. "And pray tell why do you consider me a chicken?"
Mukuro only smirked leaving Chrome to explain things. "Mukuro-nii means you'll be a chicken if you don't play with us."
"I won't do whatever a kid says just because the-" Before he could finish his sentence Daemon got another mouthful of pillow. He twitched as he plucked a feather from his hair. "It's on." The illusionist marched into his room grabbed the fluffiest pillow he could find and stormed out of his room. Chrome and Mukuro were gone, probably having run off the minute he turned his back on them. Trickery seemed to be the mismatched eyed child's forte and the others weren't that bad either. If he really wanted to win he hated to confront this but he'd need help.
After Tsuna and Yamamoto somehow ended up getting an extra herbivore on their team Hibari told them to meet up with everyone and invade Giotto's room. While they did that he planned to deal with another blonde herbivore. Alaude would be his target and his alone. If anyone could bring down that almost carnivore it would be him.
The dark-haired boy silently made his way to the cloud guardian's territory, not quickening or slowly his pace. Once he reached the man's lair he brought out his tonfa. If the herbivore was as easily woken as him it could pose a problem if he wasn't armed. He pushed open the door took one step inside positioning himself for a straight dash to the bed. Yet his whole body was paralyzed for a second by the sharp eyes staring right at him.
The cloud hadn't been to bed yet. Well, more like he'd been waiting for this to happen. The top button of his shirt was undone and so were the ones lined up at his wrist. His shoes were by the door his feet covered only by a black pair of socks. His trench coat, which he never saw the man without was draped over the back of a chair not too far away. His hair as always was perfectly straight, no sign of him having been to bed.
Hibari took this in for a minute then decided none of it mattered. He shot across the room like a bullet, tonfa ready to slam into Alaude's stomach. It didn't make it though as he heard the click of handcuffs. He narrowed his eyes onto where his tonfa was entrapped by the man's handcuffs. They stared at one another for a drawn out moment. Hibari's other tonfa hadn't moved yet. He hoped to keep it free and tried to calculate a way for that to happen.
Not finding one he just gave the tonfa the hardest swing he could. The sliver weapon was easily stopped and suddenly he felt his face being pushed into the bedspread. Without hesitation the man straddled him from behind and leaned down so his mouth was next to his ear. The blonde's breathing was even not having had any trouble catching him. "If you want to play do it tomorrow. Children should sleep at night." Hibari hissed, struggling to remove the weight of the man on top of him.
It wasn't crushing or anything like that. Actually Alaude seemed to be handling him gently, not even putting half his weight on him. Although the boy didn't want to let go of his tonfa's in fear that he'd not be given them back he released them. Sentiments could be a form of weakness. He was glad now that he hadn't brought anyone along with him. The herbivores would get the wrong idea. That he was weak. He was his father's son so he couldn't and wouldn't be considered weak or sentimental. Small pale hands went to grab onto the head of hair next to his but he was evaded.
The cloud guardian pinned Hibari's arms above his heart with one hand while the other nested into the boy's hair. The blonde man tugged it just right so that his face was not pushed into the covers anymore. The dark-haired child tried to wiggle free but Alaude wouldn't budge. It dawned on the man then why this situation didn't feel right. He brought his face up close to the kid's and hissed, "Others?" Something flashed in the brat's eyes but he only continued to struggle fruitlessly.
Hibari contemplated telling him where the 'others' were. He listed all the pros and cons of lying and telling the truth. Whichever got him to let go would be the best choice. He smirked up at him as he finished his train of thought. "Giotto." Alaude narrowed his eyes and then jerked him up onto his knees. The cloud dragged him to the door where he slipped on his shoes.
Staring down at Hibari he said, "Prepare for war." Then he opened the door to the warzone.
Tsuna and Yamamoto were making their way towards Giotto's room when they heard some yelling. It was definitely Gokudera's voice and it wasn't too far away. In fact it was getting closer. Along with the shouting the two could also hear the sound of fabric hitting against something solid. Then suddenly there was a short yelp that suspiciously sounded like Lampo. Tsuna didn't want to get closer to the corner that the fighting was happening in. Yet without warning they were pulled into the fight.
The force of the blow from the pillow threw G into the wall with a bang. Once he moved the children saw that where he hit the wall cracked a little. Tsuna covered his head expecting the whole mansion to fall and although it didn't he was glad he protected his head. G caught sight of them out of the corner of his eye. He turned slightly to look at them but he cursed and quickly went back to looking when he flew from holding his hands up.
Whoever he called out to didn't wait as they were told and Yamamoto saw a very realistic looking toy bomb rolling to G's feet. Quickly the red-haired man dashed from the corner and knocked into the two kids. He seemed to be trying to protect them from the blast but it never came. After a few minutes of silence G cracked open one eye. A couple more seconds and both eyes were open as he angled his head to see behind him.
Lampo was standing over the dynamite spray bottle in hand. He was wheezing but seemed unharmed by the incident. All of the damage he took being only mental. G sighed in relief but tensed when he realized he was still lying on the brats, nearly suffocating them. He raised himself off the two boys quickly and Yamamoto was ok but Tsuna's face had turned blue. The brunette gasped for air wondering if the light he saw was going to go away any time soon. "…So heavy."
Gokudera not having seen that his precious tenth had been in danger laughed, "You're fat pinky!" Yet after a few moments in which G didn't move he growled, "Stop leaning over them you pedophile." This insult however did get a response.
Gruffly, G muttered, "Not a pedo." Carefully he removed himself from Tsuna and Yamamoto's close proximity. Once he was sure he was far enough away he turned on Gokudera "Stop calling me pinky!" He grabbed the boy by his shirt and raised him off the ground a little. Mukuro chuckled thinking that the storm guardian may finally get violent. "Neither am I fat. In fact I have been losing weight like crazy thanks to all that damn paperwork!"
Ryohei was sure that something extreme was about to happen and maybe he could have been right if not for the door beside them opening. If only they hadn't been in front of Giotto's room. Yet they were and he seemed really pissed off. His smile was full of malice as he aimed it at G. "You have lost weight because of paperwork?" The guardian backed up a little knowing paperwork was not a subject anyone could easily bring up with Giotto. "If I get any thinner the wind is going to blow me away!"
Right then Asari came from where Tsuna and Yamamoto wandered from with rice cakes in his hands. "I got us a snack…" His voice dipped as he froze right in his tracks when he saw the look on Giotto's face. He'd seen it many times before and it never ended well for anyone near him when he showed it. If it was just Giotto and him here he would have ran to the safest place he could think of but alas G and the children were also here.
Tsuna's brown eyes widened to unbelievable proportions as he stared at Giotto's face. An angry face, that meant there would be a beating. It didn't matter that he hadn't done anything he was sure to be blamed for it. Closing his eyes he clutched at the bottom of his shirt waiting for Giotto to hit him. As he cowered there he realized that he had done something wrong. The blonde may have told him to wait until tomorrow but he didn't. Although earlier Lampo and Asari went along with his childish impulses he shouldn't have done this.
Giotto was ranting and raving at his guardian as anger consumed him. This wasn't a rare occurrence, in fact it happened quite often when he was feeling stressed. Sometimes half the mansion could be destroyed before he finally settled down. Yet this time he didn't even make it to the violent stage of his hissy fit. What stopped him in his tracks was the sight of Tsuna shying away from him even as he braced himself for something. The blonde man stopped mid-sentence as he realized the boy expected him to strike him, that he was angry at him. Why would he be mad at Tsuna when he hadn't done anything wrong?
The Vongola boss's eyes landed on the pillow in the brunette's hand and looked around at the rest of the children. All of them had pillows, even his guardians had some. Ah, so this was what he thought I'm angry about? Thinking he could ease the child's fears h quietly went back into his room where he took a pillow off his mattress. He wrapped his hand around the golden pillow case and called out into the hall, "Ok, separate from the enemy! The game will start in five minutes." The little faces gathered at his door disappeared from sight at his words. He heard the sound of scampering feet in a hurry to get away and the blonde smiled.
Knuckle had one hand on his weapon as he poked his head around the corner to see if anyone was coming. No one was there so he decided he could take a rest. Slowly, the priest sank down to the floor breathing hard. Even if he was now a messenger of god and not a boxer he should work out more. G, the heavy smoker that he was, had nearly caught up with him earlier. If it was up to him he wouldn't have even ran away from the challenge but Asari grabbed him by his arm and pulled him along.
What really irritated Knuckle was not the fact G, off all people, got him but that Asari, someone who only tossed around a sword as exercise, could easily outrun both him and G. Frankly, he felt like he was dragging the rain guardian down. The very man he was upset about was sitting next to him at the moment, not even breathing hard from their run. While trying not to grumble about it he glanced around the corner again. Quickly, he whipped his head away and looked at Asari, "It's Alaude." The two stared at one another then jumped to their feet.
They stood side by side facing the deadly corner. Turning the corner would force them to face a pillow wielding cloud guardian but going the other way could lead them back to G. In the first place the red-head was already pissed at their betraying Giotto and now that they had gotten away he would be enraged. Yet if the guardians stayed where they were both G and Alaude may come upon them. Thinking it over Asari asked, "Do you think he knows we're here?"
Knuckle opened his mouth to reply but a pillow rounded the edge of the wall and slammed into his nose. The force made him stumble back until he lost his balance and fell onto the floor. Dazed, he answered Asari's question, "He knows." The rain guardian chuckled uneasily as Alaude came into view. He stepped back slowly and put his hands up. Along with Knuckle there was a chance they could take the cloud but alone was impossible.
"There's no need to take it this far, Alaude." Right after he spoke a pillow came crashing down onto his head. He went down onto one knee and gripped his pillow so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Stone-faced, Alaude stood down at him not smirking like his younger self would have done. "You've grown up quickly in just a year." The old him would have rejoiced that he had got his opponent to his knees to the point where his guard momentarily wasn't up. Now though the attack Asari sent using the pillow like a sword didn't even land on the man. Always on his guard, that's the way the cloud protected himself. It was at this time that Knuckle got up ready to help Asari but as he did so G came from their other side.
"There you are you damn traitors!" Asari's smile dimmed a little, this would not be fun.
A couple hallways away Mukuro was walking around nursing his hurt pride. Before G had found Asari and Knuckle, Mukuro came across him. He'd thought it would be simple to deal with the bipolar storm but he was easily overpowered by the guardian. Is that what a man on a mission is capable of? Mukuro mused as he admitted to himself that G had earned his respect and hatred for that. If he hadn't been in a hurry to find Chrome maybe the child would have even tried to get back at him. Yet now wasn't the time for that.
Earlier Tsuna had run off in the same direction as Gokudera but now he regretted it. Bombs were being tossed around haphazardly and for once he was glad Daemon was there. He actually had quite a good eye if he could use his scythe to cut the end of the fuse off the dynamite. Although all the weapons were immediately defused, once they were sent out Tsuna was still froze in fear. If he wasn't he would have been long gone. Being in the heart of an explosion wouldn't be something he wanted.
Yet the farthest the brunette had gotten was to hide behind a pillar as the two fought it out in what used to be the sitting room. Wasn't this supposed to be a pillow fight? He thought about that right before he felt a hand touch his shoulder. He squeaked as he whirled around to face whoever it was.
Kyoya stood over him staring down at him with cold grey eyes. Then he took hold of his hand and hauled him out of there. Tsuna had no idea where they were going but at that point he didn't really care. If he stayed there any longer he would have had a heart attack. The two went from hallway to hallway before Tsuna began to recognize where they were. Kyoya seemed to be headed in any random direction but this was the way to Giotto's room.
Suddenly the skylark stopped and pushed Tsuna up against the wall. It felt like a snake was hissing in his face as the other boy spoke, "I told you to find me when the game started, Herbivore." Now that he said that Tsuna did recall him telling him that. "Why did you stay with that loud-mouth herbivore?" If he wasn't so forgetful his friend wouldn't be mad. He wouldn't be dragging his hands under his shirt and up his chest to toy with his ni-wait what?
Glancing down he saw what Kyoya was doing. Tsuna didn't know what was happening but it certainly felt weird. For a little while more cold hands slowly went up and down his sides. Sometimes they veered off course and scratched his stomach or nipples. A soft sound escaped his mouth when Kyoya did this. Then suddenly he felt gentle lips touch his. This was that thing called kiss again wasn't it? His mom used to give him one every morning. Yet as his lips were forced apart and a tongue slithered inside he knew this was very different from what his mom did.
Tsuna shuddered as Kyoya intertwined his tongue with his own. He think he understood now the conversation his mom had with one of her few friends. She said his father tasted of beer and cigarettes but that wasn't how Kyoya tasted. No, the brunette thought as he decided to move his muscle in tune with the other child's, he tastes like vanilla…and blood. He pulled back from the metallic taste. The kiss stopped and both boys were left breathless.
When Hibari decided to look at the herbivore he saw a trail of saliva sliding down his chin. Gently, he wiped it away. He'd seen his mother get kisses like that before but never did he think it would feel that good. Waning more yet seeing that Tsuna was still catching his breath he went for the herbivores neck. Attacking his erogenous spot the black-haired child sucked and nipped at it. Tsuna soon became a puddle of goo in his hands, one that he couldn't hold up and still please.
So when Hibari's eye caught sight of the door farther down the hallway he pulled the boy into the room. The walls were painted a golden hue and the blankets shared the same color. Dragging the herbivore onto the bed he pushed him down into the soft covers. Thinking Tsuna might freak out if he did it without telling him he leaned down and whispered into his ear, "I'm going to suck you." The brunette twitched, not saying anything but the question was plainly seen in his gaze. Where? And so he gave him the answer by sneaking his hand between the herbivore's legs.
Giotto stared into what used to be the mansion's sitting room. The contents of the room were all broken, expect the bookcase where he once hid Alaude's favorite book when he'd gotten mad at him for something that he couldn't even remember now. Right before Gokudera was thrown into that last piece of furniture he wondered if he ever gave that book back to Alaude or if it was still in there. It probably was, he mused as the silver-haired boy withdrew dynamite from his pocket. His gloved hand slammed into the arch of the entryway and while the fighting stopped he was already estimating how much this was going to cost to repair.
The Vongola were well off but their wealth never increased by much. They were spending their money as fast as they were making it. Broken pieces of all kinds of things were pushed off to the side leaving a very open, if not destroyed room. It was the perfect place to end this pillow war and since he already planned for it he smiled. Right then G came in from the other entry point. A few minutes ago they heard sounds coming from here and planned to ambush whoever was inside the room.
Giotto's smile faded when from between G's legs the children crawled into the room. Ryohei was the first and instead of immediately getting on his feet he continued to crawl. After him came Mukuro, who helped chrome get to her feet. The last was Yamamoto who got trapped when G noticed and snapped his legs closed. Giotto made a move to go to G but he felt a tap on his shoulder. Turning, he saw Asari standing behind him. Smiling at him, his rain guardian gave him a little push so there was enough space to slide into the room. Knuckle came in through the space Asari created, following after his fellow guardian.
The blonde had seen no point in them doing this, if they just asked he would have moved aside. G saw them then and glared over at the two. "Traitors!" He only got that one word out since Yamamoto suddenly began to wiggle out from between his legs. The movement jostled him enough for him to lose his balance and while straitening himself Yamamoto got free. Giotto stared at his sun and rain guardians for a second and then began to frown again.
Although the people in the room tensed all the Vongola boss did was cross his arms and sigh. "You could have just told me that you wanted to side with the kids. If you had I wouldn't feel so heartbroken right now." The twinkle in his eyes clearly stated that he was having fun with this situation but G took this the wrong way. His thought process was that Asari and Knuckle hurt Giotto's feelings so the instant response was to attack.
Knuckle didn't even have time to blink before the pillow packed with the storm guardian's fury gave him a blow to the stomach. Yet right as the second attack came it was stopped. Asari took the hit from the pillow for him and he also grabbed G's hands to stop farther blows from coming. The smile on his face was tentative, "…How about we wait a-" A pillow came barreling down from behind him right onto his head. His hat floated to the ground as he winced in pain. "Haha that hurt, Giotto."
That playful hit lit the fuse and Gokudera shouted, "Everyone attack!" A long drawn out war started within the already destroyed room at the sound of the command. It didn't stop when Giotto realized it was already well into four in the morning and that the kids should really be in bed or when he caught on that Tsuna wasn't with them. What stopped their idiotic playing was the sound of light footsteps at the entrance to the room. Giotto turned expecting it to be Tsuna considering how loud the footsteps were but he got a shock. Alaude was standing there staring right at the broken bookcase.
The all-powerful boss of one of the strongest mafia families out their paled slightly. He figured that his cloud guardian knew about where he hid that book of his and pretended not to just to let his lover have his way. Now he must regret that decision that left pages, which could be from his book, in disarray around the room. Giotto knew that Alaude was enraged and that the light footfalls he heard earlier were the equivalent of a stomp for the ever silent cloud. In this kind of situation he needed to find a scapegoat so that the whole family wouldn't be injured. Alaude stared right at him before he let out that voice of his that could freeze lava, "Who?"
Don't get him wrong Giotto wasn't one who liked fighting within the family, quite the contrary actually but right now he had no choice. He thought that it was for the good of the family that he instantly pointed at Daemon. It was his fault anyway, Gokudera didn't fly into it of his own free will now did he? As Alaude began to try his best to thrash his fellow guardian Asari rounded up the children. "It's best to go to sleep now." Before blood is spilled...Even though Mukuro much rather would have stayed Chrome convinced him that it was better if they went to bed.
It was then that Gokudera realized Tsuna wasn't here and started to have a panic attack. Knuckle reassured him that the brunette probably got tired and went to bed. He would check to see if that was true while Asari put them to bed. Gokudera followed the priest all the way to his cherished Tenth's room to make sure the numbskull didn't think a pile of blankets was a sleeping kid. When they got to the door they peeked in and saw Tsuna sleeping there peacefully. After that Knuckle brought Gokudera to his room and left only when he thought the child wouldn't crawl out of bed and join the brunette.
Once all the children were sleeping and Alaude stopped trying to kill Daemon, Giotto went to his room to settle in for the night. The pillow fight had been fun but it left him drained. All he wanted was to fall onto his bed and sleep for hours, at least until G came to wake him up for his morning paperwork. Right when he opened the door to his would be safe haven he noticed he wouldn't have a restful night. His hyper intuition was going crazy and telling him that he shouldn't sleep on his bed tonight. Nothing had really changed since he left, maybe his blankets had a few extra wrinkles but that could be his imagination. Well either way he wouldn't chance it. He put the pillow he was holding onto the couch and sat down. He would sleep there for the night. Tomorrow he would get a new mattress.
Longest chapter so far, hopes that makes up for it being so late. Half the wait was me being lazy and the other being too busy. SORRY!