A/N:

@16Sakura21: No. It's okay to be talkative. I'm like that in some fanfics too. I get so talkative and speculative at some point that I can already guess the plot of the story and how it will turn out. It's good. No need to be embarrassed about it. About the love triangle, who knows. We might have one or none. And yeah. Reborn rarely does that kind of resort, but maybe wrong choice at the wrong time?

@RedB: God. I'm panicking at your expectations. Hahaha.

@MichidoLeIdiota: You're pretty good at this. About Reborn? Maybe. Haha. I haven't thought about the names of the seven sins tho. The only one I really put an attention was Ira because he self-distructs. You know, Tsuna and all the lonely people in the world because he doesn't want them to feel what he felt and the likes.

@Tsuki Banritt: Tsuna said thank you.

That's all to it I guess. Thanks for the other reviews! You made me awake for a day straight (it's night time here, atm).

Anyway, onwards.

Warning: Explicit scene. Read at your own risk. It's rated M for a reason.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Tsuna let out a pant as tears streamed down his cheeks. He cried 'please' as ghost touches caressed his nude body, leaving heat on their trails. A chuckle was heard from above him before a pair of lips was brushed on the side of his left cheek.

"What is it, Tsuna?" A baritone voice teasingly asked.

"P-Please." He sniffed, pleading and begging.

"Please what, Love?"

"Ta-touch me...!"

His lover didn't answer. Instead the lips touched his own as a calloused yet gentle hand caught the base of his hard length. He gasped at the sheer grip, giving permission for the man to put his tongue inside the brunet's mouth. The tongue mapped out the hot tavern as the hand pumped him. Tsuna moaned, hands reaching the man's shoulders for a good grip, answering the kiss with matching vigor as he buckled his hips to meet every pump.

Groaning, he fell to the mattress as the lips started to go downward, hands still continuing its ministration. Then suddenly, he felt a wet kiss on his tip. He almost opened his eyes and looked at his partner, only to be stopped when he got sucked off. He instinctively thrusted his hips, only to earn a smirk from the lips. He moaned, thrashed and groaned, a pool of hot feeling steadily growing on the pit of his stomach. And with a last thrust, he spilled with a cry of his lover's name.

"Hmm... Now let's go to the second part, shall we?"

He blearily opened his eyes. "What second... Part...?"

"It's where the fun begins, Love."

"Wha-"

Tsuna shoot up, panting and soaked in his own sweat. A hand reached out for his hair and combed the wet locks out of his face and out of frustration. Even his shirt and pajama bottoms stick to him like second skins because of that lewd dream! He groaned in annoyance as he corrected himself. Of all things to dream, his brain chose a wet dream.

He was about to reach out to his glass of water on the side table when he felt something sticky between his legs. He eyed his blanket covered legs with suspicion before removing it. His mouth hang opened at the wet patch on his pants and on the bedsheet. He cursed out loud before removing himself from the bed and went for the bathroom to get a shower. A very cold shower. He just hopes Reborn didn't feel what he felt.

Oh how wrong he is.

Reborn closed his eyes after his fifth release. He opened one and looked at his wet hand before putting it under the stream of water. He's inside the shower, searching for a release with his heart out after a strong sense of sexual pleasure assaulted his body in the middle of the night. The moment he felt his buddy went hard, he broke into a run to his bathroom and went under his shower without removing his dress shirt and black slacks out of hurry. He tried to cool down his body with the water, but it was futile.

He sighed remembering that the only time he was able to remove his clothes was after the second. He doesn't even know why Tsuna is feeling this kind of pleasure when he is sure that the child is sleeping when it started. Maybe he read something that gave him a dream?

Nah. Impossible.

Shaking his head, Reborn started to wash off as his body cooled down. Tsuna is probably awake by now. If he wasn't, Reborn will still be doing his best for his sixth release. After drying off, he went out of his bathroom, searched for some clothes and opened a portal, another feature of the contract they made.

So far they realized six features of the contract. One is they share the feelings of the other. Two, the demon between them can make a portal to go to his human (discovered after a month of being on the contract). Three, they can share the abilities of the other (in his case. He hasn't asked Tsuna). Four, Tsuna stated that he can see small glimpse of his past but mostly about staring at some humans and animals (It was stated on their last meeting). Five, they can block each other's line (he hadn't tried yet, but Tsuna did and was a little successful because the brunet stated that he can feel the confusion Reborn felt even if the demon was blocked out). And six, they can communicate telepathically, but that's yet to be practiced.

He stepped inside the warp and arrived inside his summoner's dark room. He was about to call out the human's name when the bathroom door opened, and a dressed Tsuna went out with a scowl itched on his face. Reborn pitied the child. He figured the young man isn't really comfortable of having wet dreams.

"Reborn?" A surprised voice called, removing him off his idling. "What are you doing here?"

"Checking up on you." He answered without missing a beat. "What happened?"

"I don't know. Just this stupid dream. I had to change my sheet and go shower in the middle of the night because of it." And Tsuna looked up to him. "You look like you just got out of the water too."

"I just did."

The brunet stared at him before his eyes widened and blush crept to his face. "I'm so sorry."

The demon can't help a laugh bubbling out of his mouth before walking towards the embarrassed human. "It's okay."

"It's not okay! I disturbed you when you're probably sleeping out of fatigue!" Tsuna disagrees with a guilty expression.

"You didn't read anything, did you?" Reborn asked as he set aside the blanket and led the kid to the bed.

The young man shook his head as he settled in. "No. I was asleep the whole night after I ate my dinner."

"Hmm..." Reborn hummed as he arranged the covers. 'This is odd.' He thought and was about to step back when his human's hand reached out for his coat. "Yes, Tsuna?"

"Wi-Will you stay?" A hopeful voice questioned.

Reborn gazed at the kid before nodding. "Scoot over."

The demon removed his hat and coat, dropping them neatly on the side table before removing his shoes. Tsuna moved a little to the side and let Reborn enter the covers. The former didn't have to move because his contractor pulled him to his chest and hugged him dearly. The brunet sighed in content as he hugged back, inhaling the familiar scent of watermelon, gunpowder and coffee.

Without a care, both went to their own dreamland.

Tsuna tried to look around but he couldn't. His eyes are only trained to gaze at the human who was said to be his target. His hand that was holding a black gun raised and aimed. The human tried to beg for his life but Reborn, who was the original owner of the memory, didn't shake his head nor say something. His only answer was the quick pull of the trigger and an empty gaze to the dead man's corpse.

The brunet blinked and looked away to see people staring at him. His eyes turned to glares that made them look away. Shaking his head, he stood up and left his barely untouched food on the table.

"You didn't eat much, Tsunayoshi." A voice called out before he could even step out the lunch area.

"I wasn't in the mood." Tsuna answered before glancing back to Nezu-sensei who was regarding him with a worried expression. "I'm just sleepy, Sensei. There's a lot of things inside my head right now."

"You've been like that since our discussion about the seven sins. Did something happen?"

Tsuna smiled a little. Should he answer that Reborn's memories plagued his mind the moment he opened his eyes after doing his research? Nah. "Just having these theories, that's all."

"Tell me about them." The teacher urged.

The brunet put his hands on his pockets and looked upward with a thoughtful gaze. "Well, I realized that besides Pride, the others' life stories were pretty much full of lessons. I mean if Wrath wasn't a victim, he won't be like that right now. But maybe we can consider Pride too because if it wasn't for his morbid glee of humiliating people, he would have got some friends to put him in his place. So I theorized that maybe they were made to remind us that too much of everything isn't nice. They're not there to be feared, but to be respected and to be a lesson." Then he waved a dismissive hand. "But that's just that. Don't make me blabber a lot, Sensei. You'll never get the end of my thinking."

The teacher only smiled. "Then let's change topics."

"You still want to talk with me?" The young man joked, but disregarded by the teach.

"This is a personal one. I'm wondering why you call me sensei when you call your other teachers Sir, Miss, Missus or Prof. Don't think much of it. I'm just curious."

Sawada hummed. "That's a hard question."

"Huh." The teacher raised a brow at him.

"No. I mean I forgot the reason why." Tsuna sheepishly responded. "Anyway, I remember now. I call you sensei because it suits your name. Prof Nezu? Nah. Sir Nezu? Nope. Then I thought why not go for Japanese suffix? Shisho isn't that fitting. So I went for Sensei. Nezu-sensei sounds nice. And besides, you earn the title. Most of the teachers don't earn their title, nor the respect they think they already had. For example, Madam Cara. You're the only teacher who look at us equally and never discriminate. You even stood up on Kyouya sometimes. So yeah. Nezu Douhachiro-sensei sounds nice."

Nezu-sensei can't help himself from smiling widely in appreciation. "Thank you, Tsunayoshi."

"You earned it." And Tsuna waved goodbye.

Tsuna was about to go upstairs when he saw a demon leisurely walking in the corridor. He had to blink his eyes to clear them but he's still there. A smile made it's way to his lips, forgetting that the teen is a powerful demon that should be sleeping till now. But he wiped it out, going for a stoic expression.

"Ira!" He called out.

Wrath looked up to him. "Shibaru?"

Tsuna went down the stairs, taking two steps at a time and stood on the last step. "Strolling? Don't you have a world to dominate?"

"Don't you have books to read?" The demon sassed back.

Tsuna gave a small smile of amusement. "You're learning."

"I have a great teacher. I'm craving for your food. Can you join me?"

"I just got out. No appetite to eat."

"Because you don't have someone to eat with or someone who will shove the food down to your throat." And the demon took his wrist to pull.

"The last one is a little bit dangerous." He pointed out.

"I know that."

They entered the canteen. Thankfully, his food was still on his table. The only thing he needed to do is accompany his new acquaintance to take some food from the buffet before sitting on his table again. He didn't even noticed Nezu-sensei's eyes trained on him since he stepped inside with a hand raised in front as if being dragged, nor the stares of other students who can hear him talking to someone they can't see.

Sitting there, Tsuna didn't eat like the first time. He picked on his own food as a round of Reborn's memory played in his mind. Although his eyes are on his food in the physical world, they looked dull like his thinking and lifeless. The people near him and see those eyes do not like it. The sin beside him doesn't like it. Ira watched him though and waited for him to get out of his daydream.

Wrath's eyes studied the other. He's obviously having troubles and looked tired. Sleep is terribly needed. And the way he picked on his food makes Ira think that the child hadn't eaten a good meal. So taking the matter at hand, he bonked the human's upside to wake him up.

"Ow! What's up with you?" Tsuna grimaced with a glare.

Ira cackled internally. A human wasn't afraid of glaring at him. "You're idling. Eat already."

"Appetite. Zero." The brunet informed.

"No food, no energy." The bluenet informed back.

"Argh." The child groaned.

Ira raised his hand and put it on the other's forehead. "You're a little warm."

"Lack of sleep." The human mumbled.

"You should be taking care of yourself."

"And you should be cleaning that as well." And the brunet took the bleeding wrist. "You have a lot of self-hate, don't you?"

"I do."

"Well, you won't be Ira if you aren't." Tsuna muttered under his breath before taking out a bandage from his pocket. "You're pretty careless for a teen."

"I'm older than you."

The child crunched his face. "You're still a teen in my eyes."

Ira watched Tsuna bandage his bleeding wrist. "You know who I am?"

"Yeah." The human answered. "But I won't ask. You deserve the privacy."

"I killed a lot of you just the other day."

"You must be angry then."

Ira chuckled. "You're really peculiar."

"I should take that as an insult."

The demon rolled his eyes, a little awed at the feelings and expressions he is having at the moment. "Take it however you want. But you should eat, kid. You need it."

Tsuna let out his tongue to taunt the other as he tightened the knot on the bandage before facing his food, appetite returning to his system. "Itadakimasu."

Ira entertained the small grin of satisfaction on his lips, watching the other smile in bless because of the food. His visit is truly worth it. He continued to eat while keeping an eye on the kid. Can't help getting worried about him. Such foreign thoughts in a mind full of anger and insanity.

"You feel somber." Tsuna glanced at Ira after the latter said that. "Why? What's wrong?"

The demon watched as the human's expression went blank. "Have you ever felt that kind of feeling that things got awkward between you and your treasured someone after doing something intimate or just that something?"

"Your summon?" Ira questioned after swallowing his food. The brunet flushed a little before nodding. "Well, if you deem it awkward, then you'll feel awkward."

"It's just that our closeness was blocked. A wall is between us." The young man put his cutlery down.

The bluenet blocked the trajectory of the spoon to the side of the plate and raised it. "Like how close we are now then we started to drift off?"

Tsuna nodded as he complied to the silent order of 'continue to eat'. "I used to blabber to him a lot. Say things about the books I read, point out things or just be as comfortable as I am to him. And he just listens and be at ease with me. But now, it feels different. When we meet, I can't say a thing. I could only stay quiet. When I wanted to say something about the book I read, I can't help thinking that maybe its stupid."

"You suddenly become conscious." The sin nodded.

"Yeah." The child sighed.

The demon tried to think. "Other than reading, you like to write, don't you?"

"I do. How do you know?" The child curiously asked as he put a spoonful of food to his mouth.

Ira waved a dismissive hand. He won't say that he knew because he met someone who loves to read and was turned to a writer as time passed by. "Write them. Write the things you want to tell him then when you're ready, give it to him."

Tsuna looked at Ira. "I can do that?"

"You're the human here. You can do things you want in this era of yours." And the sin put food in his mouth.

"But I still feel restricted." The brunet uttered.

Ira hummed. "I thought you won't."

The young man's expression went sour. "For me, humans and demons are alike. I don't care how great the other is or how powerful the race is. When one is wrong, one must be put in place."

"But you can't do that all the time."

"There are two types of communication, Ira. One is talking, the other is fist." Tsuna smirked.

Ira laughed as he pushed the plate away with its utensils. "Hmm... I like that thought of yours."

"I mostly resort to fist. You do too, right?" The young man chirped after swallowing his food.

"Humans in my generation were stupid."

"And cruel. Mine too. But there are exceptions." Then Tsuna yawned.

"There are." The demon nodded. "After eating, you need to sleep."

"I do feel sleepy." Another yawn went out of his lips.

Ira smiled. "Come, child. I'll walk you to the stairs."

Tsuna nodded and got up as Ira took his wrist. The brunet still didn't see the delighted expression of Nezu-sensei who was looking out for him since he entered the room with his invisible companion.

Ira looked at the human when he felt a soft caress to the scars on his wrist. Even in his sleepy state, the child never fails to make him smile. He didn't really mind. Long ago, he would have lashed out like what he did to Greed, Lust, Pride and Sloth. And he will in this era if it's not the brunet who is doing it. There's just something on the child that makes him soft. And even if it terrifies him, he gladly accepts it too.

"Go up." Ira said in a small voice. "Have a good night sleep, Shibaru."

"Tsuna." The brunet corrected as he climbs the stairs. "My name is Tsuna."

"Tuna?" He tested, happy that he was trusted to have the real name. He blinked when the child turned and glared at him with sleepy eyes.

"I am not a fish." Tsuna protested, pouting like a child.

Ira laughed. "Yes yes. Now go on, Tsuna. I have a city to destroy."

"Hmm." The human hummed as he continues on. "Safe trip, Ira. Don't overexert yourself."

Ira watched Tsuna disappear to the right corridor before muttering the last words of farewell. "Don't overexert myself, he says." He started to walk out. "Should I destroy a half of Russia then?"

Viper studied Tsuna's expression. The latter is smiling as he stared back. The Mist could only winced internally at the perfect pokerface. He can't read a single thing, not a single emotion is written on the human's face, nor in his eyes. Like in their any other games for the past two hours, he can't see a speck of chance to win. In the end, Viper folded his cards. The brunet put his hands down for the world to see that his cards are worst than the Arcobaleno got.

Giggling like a kid after seeing the Mist's lip twitch a little in dismay, Tsuna gathered the cards and shuffled them with expert hands. The child hummed a little as he played with the playing instrument.

"Another round of poker?" He asked.

"Still no money to bet?" The Arcobaleno asked.

"It's just for fun, Viper." Tsuna patiently repeated his answer to the same question every time they change games.

"Mou. Fine."

Tsuna distributed the cards. After a few minutes, Viper is sporting a gloomy aura while the brunet is patting the Arcobaleno's back in sympathy. It was really hard for the Mist to beat the child in these games. Why is he even playing again?

Oh yeah. For the sake of fun.

The demon watched Tsuna shuffle the cards again and started to count seven cards and put it on the side of the table they share. He won't deny that he did had fun playing in the past two hours even if it's his first time losing a lot in games of cards. They're waiting for the others because they said they'll eat here in Tsuna's room. Of course, the brunet stayed back when Viper said he won't come with them. And to keep company, the child chose to invite him to a play instead of reading his books.

"Help me play Solitaire?" Tsuna invited as he put a pile of six cards next to the first pile.

"It's Solitaire, Tsuna." He pointed out.

"Not because it's played solo, it can't be played by two persons or a group. And besides," The human smiled mischievously. "The maker isn't here, so we can break the rules if we want."

"Fine fine. Have it your way." Viper gave up, making the child giggle again as he put a pile of five next to six.

Silence went between them.

"How's the feeling of having a summon, Tsuna?" The Mist asked, breaking the silence.

The human gave a response after putting a pile of four cards next to five. "It feels surreal. I'm not really used to the feeling of having someone sharing my feelings with and probably spill my thought involuntarily if I don't control myself."

"Did things change?"

"A little." The human mumbled. "I feel awkward. But that's normal right?"

"Maybe."

Tsuna cracked a smile as he put a pile of three next to four. "Yeah. Maybe it's just really me."

"How about earning a second summon?"

Tsuna stopped midway in taking out two cards from the deck. "Will that even possible for me?" The Mist listened to the other say negative things. "I mean I only discovered that I'm a sky just three months ago. I don't even know if I'm good enough to have Reborn as a summon. What if I become like the others? Oppressing? Dictator? Or treat my demons like trashes?"

"The summons will determine that. Have you confide this to Reborn?"

"No...? Is it needed?"

The Mist can't help sighing. "Tsuna, you revised an incantation for him. It also means you trust him with all your heart. So instead of keeping it a secret, tell him."

"Alright. I'll try."

"And if you did, tell me. So I can ask you for a contract."

Viper hid his glee when the brunet spluttered and almost dropped the last remaining pile of cards he was about to place on the right upper side of the table. "W-What?!"