A/N:

@LavaLilly: I didn't wanna dive further on Haru's case. It's the same with other reincarnated Sins, except for Fuuta (or Ira in the original world). Unfortunately, this is where everything ends for this story.

Thank you for all the reviews! Hahaha! So here is the epilogue. (Da da da dun!) So yeah, we reached it! No worries though. there are some omakes that you may or may not like. Depends. Hahaha!

Anyway, go on. Hahaha! Don't mind me here!


Epilogue:

Tsuna stared at them with a deadpan. He surveyed every men and woman kneeling in front of him with his eyes, intuition humming on who are innocents and who was the real instigator of the chaos awhile ago.

Apparently, someone thought that the living room of the mansion will look good with scorch marks, bullet holes and destroyed furniture. His mother immediately reported to him about the 'fun party' the other occupants of the house are doing just when he stepped inside. And when he slipped in, the others snappily stopped and turned to him as if they were caught doing something they shouldn't do.

Of course, the first course of action was give them an aghast smile that caused them to immediately drop on their knees like obedient children, then list of the punishment for every person who participated that elicited a lot of protests and got silenced by a glare then started to stare at them to know who started everything. He honestly likes this part since even the toughest cookies gulp in nervousness. Friendship sometimes get tested on this too, resulting to long lasting grudges and revenge, but hey. They're family so who cares?

"Okay." Tsuna nodded. "You're taking the couch tonight, Reborn."

The hitman tugged the brim of his fedora as the others tried their best to be emotionless as much as possible. "Tsuna. That's not fair."

"Oho?" He raised a brow as the girls behind him giggled. "How so? Every evidence is pointing at you. We can even check the tapes."

"But the CCTV got busted." The man almost whined with a pout. "It was Fuuta who started it."

The blamed young man blinked up to him innocently and confused, equally roughed up with his shirt in disarray, a cut on his left cheek and eyebrow, and hair messed up.

"Did you, Fuuta?"

"They were in the middle of fighting when I stepped in. Haru-nee and Kyoko-nee can justify for me." The brunet responded calmly.

Tsuna didn't need to know if Fuuta stuck his tongue out on Reborn who glared at the kid, when he turned on the girls who were giggling. "Is that true?"

"Yes." The two answered, but his intuition tells otherwise.

"Okay. Reborn, couch for a week." He said again as he moved for the door. He did caught Lal, Colonnello, Bermuda and Verde giving him a thumbs up. Xanxus, Dino and Byakuran were hiding their faces on some pillows to muffle their laughs. The others were busy smiling and holding back their snickers. He needs to get some of the tapes Viper was making.

"But Tsuna, don't you love me anymore?" The hitman queried, sounding hurt.

"No. He loves me more." Fuuta answered for him, a sly smirk on his lips. "Tsuna-nii, you love me more, right?"

"Uh-huh." Tsuna answered without a second thought.

"What about Reborn?" Skull asked brazenly.

Tsuna shrugged.

"What does that mean?" The aforementioned man gawked.

"It means what it means." Then he gave out a smirk. "Besides, if you kept on pinning everything to Fuuta, he'll stop rooting for you and will tell me to find someone else. Not just that, you put more paper works on my table than anybody in this room. Another good reason to let you go. Like they say, there are a lot of fishes in the ocean to take."

They gaped at him.

His smirk went for a cheeky smile. "Kidding. Anyway, paperworks don't have mercy on me so I better go. With the new damages, I need to stay up until dinner so don't bother me yeah?"

"Yes, sir!" Chorus of answer from them as he stepped out.

Tsuna spent his time in his office like he promised. Being a president of a company Kyouya had made from their high school days while housing a lot of eccentric people is a kind of rollercoaster with stress and fun added on it. From an assassination group, two mafia boss, the strongest seven, one of the tri-ni-sette holders, his friends, parents, siblings, and a hitman. There are no dull moments. Sometimes they do something nice, another time destructive, the next day world domination. Who knows what will happen when dinner comes. Probably a food fight like last week, started by Byakuran, Ryohei, Xanxus or Reborn. Sometimes Mukuro, but that's debatable.

It was nearing seven-thirty when Kyouya and Hayato went to get him for dinner. It took patients for the two to work. But Kyouya could not argue more if Tsuna says Hayato is a good right hand man. The skylark does not like working regardless of how knowledgeable he is with paper works. It took Reborn to teach him how to do them. When they were friends though.

The dinner was relatively pleasant and full of chatters. Everyone was chattering on same topic, some reminding them of fond or cringe-worthy memories. The only ones silent were him and Reborn. He discreetly eyed the hitman who was eating intently and listening to others talk. Takeshi asked him if he was okay in a small voice when they finished eating though. He nodded in response.

He retired to his office again, intending to make every papers checked, signed and shipped off first thing in the morning. After that, he found himself with his arms resting on the railings, a mug of hot chocolate cupped between his hands. He was gazing at the night sky, enjoying the stars.

He felt so nostalgic whenever he does this. Night gazing. Like he did something strange and worth remembering a million years ago. He doesn't even know if he existed and did something amazing. He suddenly recalled Uncle Kawahira, a strange man with a nice wife who's name is Sephira, speaking to him about never failing to amaze him. That regardless of how much Luce tries to harmonize with the other Arcobaleno, she can't never succeed because the group recognize who their right leader is. That even without doing something, he can do what he wants, save anyone he could and will always be the Tsunayoshi Sawada everyone knows.

At first, he didn't understand. Especially the leader part. Because he knows himself more than other people do. His Jii-jii had drilled to him that no one will never know who he is other than himself. That even alone, he can do things no one can do. But he got the leader part when he noticed how the Arcobaleno gravitate to him. That even Verde, Viper and Bermuda go bounds to see him and talk to him. He realized that even without the pacifier, he is the sky arcobaleno. No pacifier, but announced by lot.

"You can never sneak up on me, Reborn." Tsuna eyed the hitman at the corner of his eyes before turning back to the sky. "Shouldn't you be sleeping? Oh wait. Don't answer that. You won't sleep until I do."

"Is what you said awhile ago true?" Reborn questioned in a soft voice.

The brunet hummed. He said a lot of things awhile ago. "Which one?"

"When you said you'll let me go."

Tsuna can't help his laugh before he stretched his hand to give the mug to his lover. "Seriously, you're hanged up on that since I left the room?"

"Of course I am." Reborn huffed as he took the mug and sipped on it. "I don't want to lose you. I don't like the thought of you going for Skull or Kyouya. Those two are head over heels on you."

"Uh-huh. And they're clouds too." He added on as he returned to his position awhile ago, hands intertwined without the mug in his hands.

"And there's Colonnello and Xanxus. I think Byakuran is on you too. If I didn't know Mochida is a straight man, I would think he wants you too."

"He did say I look like an angel gracing him with my smiles, laughs and praises."

The hitman looked at him with a dead look. "You're not helping."

"What?" Tsuna defended. "It's not me who brought this up."

"That's not the point here. What we're talking about is the fact-"

"That even if Fuuta tells me to ditch you because you keep on putting the blame on him all your chaos induced plans, I wouldn't. Even if you give me more headache, paper works and body pain, I still won't replace you. And even if the stars die, the world ends, you love someone else and my life perishes, I will still love you." He glanced at the man then to the sky. "You're important, Reborn. As important as my life. At any universe, at any worlds, as long as I have you beside me and a reason to live, I can conquer the world."

Tsuna quickly put his hand on the mug that was about to fall from the hitman's grasps. When he was about to chastise the man for being careless, he got taken back with Reborn's expression. It was a mixture of awe, surprise, adoration and gratitude. It was so exposed, so raw that he felt his heart skip some beats.

He watched as red crept on the hitman's face as the latter put a hand on the railing and leaned there as if he suddenly went weak. Tsuna panicked just as Reborn put a hand on his face as if hiding his expression from the world.

"A-Are you okay? Did something happen?" He asked, as he put the mug down on the floor to get a better hold on the man. "Hey. Talk to me."

"J-Just give me a second." Reborn whispered. He slid down to the floor, his back on the railing. "You're going to be the death of me someday, Tsuna."

"So you are to me." He retorted back as he kneeled in front of him. "What's wrong?"

Reborn sighed while removing his hand from his face and held the brunet's hand. "I love you."

"I know-"

"You keep my heart beating. You put every color in my life. God. I don't know how you can stand me or even love me that much with the knowledge that I have killed hundreds. You're the only one who can make my heart flutter, skip some beat and feel me loved. Why do you keep on surprising me with your declarations? I should be the one shameless here. I should be the one teasing you."

The brunet stared at those black eyes before shrugging with a smile. "It can't be helped. The more I love you, the more I want to brag it to the world so they'll know I own you as you own me."

Reborn pulled him closer and enveloped him in a hug. "I love you."

Tsuna hugged back, taking on the familiar scents of espresso, gunpowder and smoke. "I love you too."

~ Fin ~