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About thirty minutes later, Takeshi was stepping off of the hotel elevator with his purchases in hand, and was heading towards his room in the hopes of perhaps being able to put the stuff down somewhere for later on in the evening. Sometime after he introduced himself to his boss.

After he showered and shaved and put on some fresh clothes and maybe did some light work until he decided to go down to dinner in the restaurant downstairs. Of course, he knew he wouldn't be leaving Tsuna alone. Which meant that she'd be coming with him for dinner.

Which also meant that the clothes, perfume, make-up and jewelry would come in handy.

How lucky. He thought to himself in slight amusement as he reached his door and unlocked it and then turned the knob and pushed with his shoulder, opening it, he peeked around the heavy solid oak to make sure that Gokudera wasn't poised to attack him like some lunatic. And grunted softly when he found his fellow guardian sprawled in the middle of the main room on his side, snoring.

"Some watch dog." Takeshi said to himself with a slight shake of his head as he slipped his shoes off and then pocketed his room key and walked quietly into the room after silently closing the door so as not to disturb his friend. And moved quickly to the bedroom and just as quietly as before, opened the door and slipped inside and smiled when he saw Tsuna still sleeping on the bed.

She didn't appear to have moved much, though she was no longer laying on her back. Instead she was laying curled up on her side, with one hand pressed against her slightly parted soft pink colored lips, and her long brown hair slipping over one of her slender shoulders.

She looked so cute.

Almost strangely angelic really.

Setting everything down at the foot of the bed, Takeshi then walked around to the unoccupied side of it and slowly and carefully slipped into the bed so that he was right next to her. His large body dwarfing her smaller one as he propped himself up on his elbow so that he could watch her sleep.

Smiling slightly about the fact that she looked so much cuter up close, Takeshi rested his chin in his palm and simply lay there, propped up on his elbow- watching Tsuna as she slept. His grey eyes committing every curve, every line of her face, every whisp of her soft hair and even her breathing patterns- all to memory.

Bringing his free hand up, he brushed his fingertips along her temple. Pushing the silky strands back from her pretty face, eliciting a soft moan from her as she stirred slightly before settling back down.

Taking that as a sign that she wouldn't be asleep much longer- Takeshi leaned down a bit and pressed his lips softly against her cheek and then quietly got out of the bed and went to the nearest dresser to pick out a nice shirt and some pants.

Deciding to go with something simple yet dressy, he grabbed a nice white button down long sleeved shirt with tiny mother of pearl buttons. A black Italian silk tie, and a pair of pants and went into the bathroom and softly closed the door.

Once inside he made quick work of ditching his clothing and grabbing his razor so that he could shave while he showered. Believing whole heartedly that his reflexes wouldn't kick in and he might accidentally slit his own throat.

Because that would be fucking tragic.

And it would leave Tsuna in the precarious position of no longer having a guardian/personal body guard to watch over her. Which would suck balls in his opinion.

Turning on the shower, he let the water heat up a little bit before he stepped inside and closed the glass pane so that water wouldn't get everywhere. All in all, washing himself, shampooing his hair, and shaving took less than six maybe seven minutes tops before he was out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his lean waist.

Standing in front of the mist covered mirror, he ran his blunt fingernails through his wild dark tresses as he finished drying off and grabbed his favorite aftershave and uncorked it.

The smell reminded him of his dad, back when the two of them had been on talking terms. Back before he had been found by Reborn and introduced to the life. The smell was like watered down ocean with a very, very subtle hint of musk.

He wore it because of the sentimental value it held. And because it reminded him so much of the home he'd never see again. Rubbing it into his skin, he smiled faintly as he thought of his dad. Making a mental note to send him another letter soon to let him know that he was still okay.

Knowing that even if the two of them didn't speak, his pop would at least write him a letter telling him that he still thought he was a dumbass and asking him if he ever planned to come home. Takeshi would always right back immediately, saying that he knew he was a dumbass- and he would come home once something changed.

But he never specified what or why.

Leaving his words to open interpretation, and probably worrying his old man something fierce. Not to worry though, he planned to stop by his old home before leaving japan so that he could have a little visit with his dad before he had to go away again.