Summary: St. Patrick's has come to the Vongola mansion and Tsuna finds the party full of dancing, food, drunkenness, his best friends going through drama and a guardian that's trying to get him to drink. Of course, Tsuna resists.
Warnings: alcohol use, lemon, slight 8059
Drunk Fighters
On the day of St. Patrick's, the Vongola Headquarters was drunk and silly. Nono had ordered a lot of various kinds of alcohol for the celebration and the mafia members loved it. Some of the higher up members were in the outside, trying and failing to have coherent conversations. Meanwhile, the grunts were inside the ball room, jumping on tables and singing songs with way too many slurs. Tsuna couldn't really find it in himself to say they were singing well. They sounded like sick screeching bats: incomprehensive and loud, not pleasant at all. Seriously, Tsuna could sing better than that, and he can barely hold a note.
The brunet sighed. He had hoped that Reborn would be here to make the holiday a little more tolerable. He missed his lover. Why did he have to comply with the hitman's wish for a more challenging mission? Nono was trying to give him experience on assigning missions and Tsuna had been giving Reborn easy ones so the fedora wearer would come home faster and lessen the chances of the hitman getting hurt. This had been going on for three months until Reborn, the show off that he was, got annoyed and forced his lover to give him a more difficult mission. It had been five days since then, and Reborn had yet to return. Now, Tsuna was on his own for St. Patrick's Day. Thinking on it, Tsuna supposed he brought this on himself. He sighed dejectedly.
This holiday was by far the most exhausting in Tsuna's opinion. Ever since that Christmas five years ago, he had stayed away from alcohol. The brunet had resisted any offers for a glass of wine and pressure to drink beer or sake over the years. St. Patrick's was particularly bad since it was the day of pure drunkenness and everyone wanted their boss to join in. To be a polite future boss, Tsuna would mingle a little with a glass of water and take the keys of anyone who was clearly too drunk to drive safely, bring his middle school bag to hold them all. When pretty much everyone's keys were confiscated, the brunet would sit in a corner and watch everyone, including a majority of his guardians, act like idiots.
Tsuna was currently doing just that. He was sitting at a green clad table with a glass of water next to him and a furrowed brow. Across from him was his ally in this alcohol boycott. Apparently, Hibari had a similar experience to what the brunet went through, though what it was, he still had no idea. The cloud guardian was very tight lipped about it. Regardless of what happened in the past, the raven haired individual still valued discipline above all else and he was determined, even in a crowded area, to make sure the drunk community didn't cause any disasters. Though, to be honest, he was just looking for an easy excuse to beat someone up.
Tsuna sighed as Gokudera threw some glasses at the rest of his guardians, yelling incoherently in drunkenness as the others reacted in an equally drunk way. No one in his group would ever be normal.
"Hey, Hibari-san."
"Hm?"
"Why are none of us normal?"
Hibari looked at him like he was an idiot. "…There is no such thing as normal, Omnivore. Normal is a dumb idea created by herbivores."
"How is it that you can sound so philosophical and yet still be yourself? You're one odd carnivore." Tsuna responded with a raised brow.
"Thank you."
Not really knowing what to say to continue the conversation with the silent cloud, the brunet turned back to his friends. It was a strange situation on that end. All of his guardians were very, very drunk. Ryohei's eyes were incredibly glazed. He just lay sprawled on the floor like a rug. Chrome was standing over him with a stern, yet smug look. She had turned into a dominatrix, treating everyone like she is the mistress of the mansion, laughing and hiccupping maniacally. Lambo was by her side with a drunken blush and arms crossed. He had turned into the supposed master of the mansion, albeit more subdued than the mistress. Together, they scared a good number of the subordinates away, always making sure to stand at least ten feet away from them. The only ones who weren't scared were Yamamoto and Gokudera, who were too invested in fighting each other drunkenly than to pay attention to their surroundings. Tsuna grumbled to himself, drinking the last drops of his water and heading off to put the cup away, unaware of the conversation taking place.
"Yaou know, I thaink people should drink moare! Eaveryone is soa happay!"
"I have no idea what you're saying, Baseball-idiot." Gokudera growled, very irritable in his drunken state.
"Iaf everyone is happay, then wea can achieave worald peace!"
"That doesn't make a lick of sense!"
"And thean marshmallow clouds wiall rain uniacorn ponies!"
"God, you're even more of an idiot when you're intoxicated!"
"Weall, at least I'm noat as bad as Tsuana!" Yamamoto retorted with a smile. Gokudera was immediately up at his face, red and angry.
"Idiot! Don't tell people that!"
"What are you taaaalking about? Hic!" Chrome slurred, planting her heel into the weak Ryohei. Yamamoto just smiled drunkenly at her.
"Weall, Tsuna-"
"No!"
"-gets really crazy when he drianks. It's liake he has a multiaple persaonality disorder, it's hilarious! One seacond he's crying, thean he's angry, and thean he turns into this super strong drunk." Hibari's head snapped at him, a pleased smile on his face, the gears in his head immediately calculating and imagining the legendary fight he could have. The cloud guardian smirked wickedly.
"Oh really? Wow…"
The storm guardian snapped his head to the older guardian. "No! Not wow! Stay away from him, you bastard!" Hibari ignored Gokudera and went off, a crafty expression on his face. Gokudera tried to catch up to him. "Wait!" But he was stopped by the rain guardian, making the two fall to the ground. "Let go of me!"
"No!" Yamamoto replied childishly. "I just rememabered soamething!"
"Who cares?! Juudaime is in trouble thanks to you!"
"You started acting weird aroaund me since that day! You would never looak me in the eye unless you're draunk! Why?" Gokudera blushed, the rest of the guardians leaning in to listen.
"Um, well, uh…"
"Whaaaaaa-?" Gokudera punched Takashi in the face.
"Shut up, Baseball-idiot!" The storm guardian escaped the rain's hold and took off. The black haired guardian followed after him, leaving the other guardians behind as Tsuna returned to his original seat. The brunet raised brow curiously as he sat down, watching two of his closest friends exit the room. He could only suspect what was going to happen next with those two, but he was sure he would find out later. The future boss sighed at the impeding headache he would have tomorrow.
"They're clearly meant for each other." Tsuna blinked rapidly and turned to see his lover.
"Reborn! You made it! W-Wasn't that mission supposed to last two more days?!" Reborn smirked proudly with a teasing glint.
"That mission was too easy. I thought I asked for something hard."
"U-Uh, well, I-I thought it was…" Reborn hummed at his lover's response.
"Still have a long ways to go, it seems." The taller male leaned down and wrapped his arms around the brunet from behind. He gave the smaller boy a kiss on the cheek and trailed down the neck. Tsuna giggled happily.
Suddenly, the future boss's hyper intuition sparked and he turned towards the danger. Hibari was standing over him, a suspicious martini glass in his hands. Reborn raised a brow, not entirely sure what the cloud guardian was up to.
"Drink." Tsuna blinked.
"…Absolutely not."
"Drink."
"No."
"Drink." Hibari was sounding much more threatening.
"I said no!"
The cloud guardian would not accept the rejection. He slammed the glass onto the table. At the violent sound, Reborn became defensive, taking Tsuna's hand and gesturing for him to stand up.
"Elements should listen to their sky's wishes." With that, Reborn dragged his lover away, leaving the glowering cloud guardian behind. Hibari watched as their backs faded into the crowds, heading towards the food area.
"I listen. That doesn't mean I'll follow it…"
Hibari followed them into the crowd.
Gokudera was trying very hard to get away from Yamamoto. Unlike Tsuna, however, the silver haired guardian was not going to get any help. When speed walking didn't work, he had tried running, turning corners, hiding, or anything else that might help him get away. At one point, he prayed that a UFO would come and abduct him. Naturally, that didn't happen and he was left on his own.
When he got the sense of opportunity, Yamamoto far away and behind a corner, he jumped onto the roof, hoping he was quick enough for the rain guardian not to see. Gokudera moved back, trying not to be seen, and tried to get to the top. The cold air brought relief to his burning face and raspy breathes. The storm guardian walked along the top, thinking to himself.
'What the hell am I doing…?' Gokudera's pace became a little faster as his thoughts absorbed him. The sleepover all those years ago had been quite a revelation. After Reborn stopped his naughty, inappropriate…flirting, the storm guardian's mind went haywire.
And then to wake up in Yamamoto's arms-
Gokudera cried out when his foot slipped on a loose tile. He rolled down and felt himself fall off the edge. The storm guardian closed his eyes, expecting to hit the ground. Instead, however, he felt someone grab his hand. The shock caused him to open his eyes and look up, dangling like a Christmas ornament. Yamamoto was holding him, his other hand keeping them from going down. The rain guardian had a bit of sweat on him and was panting. Clearly the baseball lover had to run to catch him.
The silveret blushed harshly. When Yamamoto pulled him back onto the roof, their faces were so close that he had to turn away immediately. He looked over the edge, actually considering jumping off on purpose to get away, but Yamamoto wouldn't let him, bringing the storm guardian into a tight embrace.
"I caught yaou!" Yamamoto said, burying his face in Gokudera's shoulder. The silveret started to struggle.
"Let go!"
"No, you're goaing to tell me what's wraong!" Gokudera started to struggle harder, trying to pry those strong hands off.
"You're too drunk for this conversation!"
"I am noat!"
"Stop adding a's into words that don't need them!"
"I'm noat doaing that."
"Yes, you are!"
Gokudera turned to glare and scold harder, but before any words could form, Yamamoto griped his head in place and kissed him. Time slowed down instantly and the storm guardian's eyes widened greatly. 'W-What? H-How can-? Why…?' So shocked, he barely registered, Yamamoto sticking his tongue into his agape mouth. Finally, all sense of brain power plummeted with the passage of time and Gokudera gave in to the connection. Their tongues touched and pulled each other, moving in sync like a dance. Just when Gokudera found himself enjoying it, Yamamoto suddenly broke it.
The storm looked at the rain in confusion, turning in the hold. Yamamoto buried his head in Gokudera's chest. "Why do you…keep avoiding me?"
Yamamoto looked up, revealing the tears in his eyes, a dark red blush on his cheeks, begging Gokudera for many things.
Suddenly, images of that day he woke up in Yamamoto's arms, those sleepless nights, those secret looks he gave...
Gokudera's eyes softened and he leaned forward for a kiss that held all the detained love he had harboured for the last few years.
"Thank you." Tsuna said as Reborn made them stop in a space between the crowds. "Hibari-san is so forceful."
"I'm the only one that's allowed to make you uncomfortable." Tsuna chuckled at Reborn's arrogant statement.
"I know. You're my sadist boyfriend and Spartan tutor." The brunet wrapped his arm around the hitman's in reassurance. Reborn tipped his fedora downwards with a smirk of approval.
Reborn and Tsuna's ears picked up the beginning of a new song, 'Níl Sé'n Lá…' if Reborn recalled correctly. The couple looked at each other and smiled in silent agreement. They started to dance. The hitman placed a hand on the future boss's waist. The brunet rolled his eyes and put a hand on the raven haired man's shoulder. When their left over hands connected, Reborn took the lead and Tsuna followed each step.
The couple twirled and stepped to the melody. With each step of the dance, Reborn and Tsuna found they couldn't take their eyes off each other, hearts beating fast. Their movements were in perfect sync, loving, dramatic, absolute harmony. The two lovers were so much into their own world that all the other people blurred and it felt like the lights were dancing with them. Reborn chuckled and made Tsuna spin. The brunet laughed in response and was whirled again. He was stopped halfway and his back was brought to Reborn's chest. The hitman took the brunet's other hand and they danced some more in this state.
It was at times like this that Reborn and Tsuna simply adored each other. Nothing mattered except the other. Pain and suffering were irrelevant so long as they were together. Reborn was the smart, enigmatic one and Tsuna was the brave, charismatic one, both supporting and completing the other. This was the way it had been for years.
Reborn turned Tsuna around, leaning down so their noses may touch. They closed their eyes, feeling each other's warmth and scent. But as the song came to an end, so did the couple's moment, reality and awareness returning to their eyes. With their dance coming to a close, Tsuna backed up.
"Haha, well, that was fun!" Tsuna exclaimed, smiling brightly at his lover, panting a little. The hitman returned it with a beaming grin.
"Good." Reborn looked around. "You want something to eat?"
"Oh, sure!"
With that, they went to the snack tables. There were multiple dishes to choose from, most of them green and white deserts. Tsuna had no idea what to choose from while Reborn picked out a few vegetables and dip. Looking at his lover's choices, Tsuna began to think that going for some cookies would be incredibly awkward. Following Reborn's lead slightly, he took some fruit with a piece of cake and some punch. Together, they found a spot next to an indoor flower pot. They placed their plates and cups on the edge and started taking bites of their food. Tsuna hummed in delight at the perfectly ripe kiwi in his mouth.
"So, how are you finding your tutelage under Nono going?"
"O-Oh, I guess it's alright, but I'm sure you know I'm still not ready. My lack of confidence is clearly affecting my judgement." Reborn snorted.
"I'm sure you'll figure it out. You just need to be observant and get used to the job."
"Sure, sure." Tsuna started taking bites of his cake. "…I'm glad you're here."
Reborn smiled contently. "Me too. I missed you this time."
Tsuna smiled back and leaned into his lover's shoulder. They were about to lean in for a kiss until the sight of his sun guardian flying through the air made Tsuna and Reborn stop to turn. Reborn raised an eyebrow at the new 'entertainment.' Chrome had kicked Ryohei, yelling and slurring something incoherent from a distance. The brunet groaned uncomfortably and started to feel thirsty. His guardians' antics were making him tired. As Chrome kicked Ryohei into the garden fountain, Tsuna took his glass of punch and drank the whole thing.
Suddenly, all sense of self vanished, a feeling Tsuna now only vaguely remembered having before blanking out. In that moment, Hibari appeared. The brunet stumbled a bit and held onto Reborn for support, catching the hitman's attention.
"Tsuna?" Reborn called out questioningly. When he caught the glaze in those brown eyes and Hibari walking up to them, the fedora wearer knew what happened. "The Disciplinary leader spiked the punch…" Reborn muttered in annoyance. Tsuna looked up at him.
"You're so tall~! Hic!" Tsuna yelled childishly, catching the attention of some of the more sober people in the large room. Then the brunet started pulling one of the hitman's sideburns. "Haha! It's like a Leon's tail!" Reborn grumbled.
"Okay, you need a time out." The hitman tried to take Tsuna away from peering eyes, aiming to guide the brunet elsewhere. Nono was staring at them with a raised brow. Oh god, he was going to hear about this later. But before, the situation had a chance to get better, Hibari and his wave of chaos interfered. Reborn dodged an attack, pulling the drunk brunet behind him as he faced the former discipline committee leader. Hibari attacked with his tonfas again, trying to coax Tsuna into defending himself. The audience watched in confusion at the scene, their minds not very sharp and taking it as just plastered playing around.
"Fight me, Omnivore."
"Huuuuuh? Hic!" Tsuna mumbled drunkenly. It annoyed Hibari and he attacked again. Reborn shot a bullet at the cloud guardian in warning, cutting some of the blue eyed boy's hair. But Hibari was unfazed. Instead, he deemed Reborn a nuisance and summoned Roll. The hedgehog went straight for Reborn, acting as a distraction and using its spikes to separate the lovers. Reborn growled angrily and started shooting and dodging box animal, trying to get back to Tsuna. The situation became more complicated when Roll made a barricade around Tsuna and Hibari, cutting them off from rescue and the spikes scaring people out of the building. Reborn grunted. This was going to be hard.
Meanwhile, Tsuna hiccupped and stared at the menacing guardian. His eyes started to tear up and he whimpered. 'This man is scary!' He looked around for the handsome man that had been protecting him, but all he saw was a wall of spikes surrounding him and the terrifying man approaching him. Suddenly, the cloud guardian sped up and smacked Tsuna with his tonfas, making the brunet fly to the other side of the hedgehog cage.
"Ow, that hurt…" Tsuna started to cry. Tears, however, would not stop Hibari. He wanted to fight. The cloud guardian wacked the sky boss again. The brunet screamed as he slid across the floor, making his boyfriend flinch outside. Tsuna's lips trembled and the tears fell faster. "T-That really hurts. Hic!"
Hibari ran in for the third attack.
He raised his tonfa.
And Tsuna grabbed it, holding it in place.
The brunet glared at the raven.
"I SAID THAT HURT!"
Tsuna kicked Hibari away from him. The cloud guardian flew through the air and landed a good ways away from the sky. He stumbled a little, feeling the residing pain and smirked in pleasure. This was going to be fun.
Hibari's tonfas lit purple and, with a shady and pleased chuckle, the cloud guardian started closing in on the brunet, raising his flame coated tonfa. Tsuna caught it and blocked the second tonfa when it was aimed for his head. The brunet tried to kick the raven. Hibari was quick to react and jumped, dodging the leg and using the support of Tsuna holding his weapons to flip and force the brunet to let go. That made the brunet pout and he ripped the blocked tonfa out of the cloud guardian's hands, making pale blue eyes widen.
Tsuna's dying will mode activated and he made a swing with the metal weapon, the flames that covered it now orange, and made Hibari jump back. Now on the offensive, the brunet lunged at the raven. From there, the two blocked and attacked repeatedly, completely entrapped in their own combative world and not even aware of the cracking barricade. Hibari was very pleased with this. There was no sense of hesitation or thoughts of other things in Tsuna's attacks. He couldn't wait to beat the brunet down.
When Tsuna kicked Hibari's side, making him slide across the floor, the brunet started to cry.
"Hic! Stop trying to hurt me! Meanie! Jerk!" the drunk brunet yelled childishly, throwing the tonfa in his hand.
'The insults need a little work…' Hibari thought as he dodged his own weapon, which hit Roll, making the hedgehog cry and run to his master, letting the spectator finally see what was going on. The cloud guardian's mood deflated a little bit and simply picked up the dropped weapon. He was brought back to the world of violence when he saw a white box weapon and smirked, activating his cloud bracelet and fusing with Roll, a black tailcoat taking over his suit.
Tsuna activated his white box weapon and Shiyo emerged, flying over the brunet's shoulder. The dove was rather confused when she saw the glazed eyes of her master, but fused with the sky flame regardless. Immediately, the entire hall became extremely cold, forcing whatever party members were left to leave and turning glasses of wine into ice. Tsuna's hair became almost completely white with frost, a crown of ice hanging onto his bangs, shining like jewels. The two opponents and their last spectator (Reborn) could see their own breathes.
Considering that the party was now destroyed, Reborn more or less gave up trying to stop the two. The battle had now moved from a corner to the whole ball room and a bit of the garden outside. There was no undoing the damage. The mood was completely obliterated. The hitman sighed. 'Well, now that there's no one around, I guess they can have their fight.'
Hibari took a stance, calculating what he was going to do while the brunet hiccupped. When the cloud guardian's tonfas lit purple, enormous flames glowing and countering the cold temperature, Tsuna blinked and took out his gloves.
"I should probably put these on…Hic!" the brunet muttered, putting them on and making the transformed gloves turn orange and white. He then too took a stance, wobbling a little bit.
They pounced.
Their weapons collided.
And the hall was surrounded by fire and snow.
Reborn jumped back to the exit and hid behind a wall to avoid the explosion. After a while, the snow and fire become steam. The hitman tried to peer inside, but it was much too thick. When the smoke cleared, Tsuna was standing over Hibari, frost becoming particularly dense under his feet as he panted. The room was destroyed; wallpaper falling off and furniture beyond repair, glass littering the ground. The brunet hiccupped. Reborn scratch his head, moving his black locks around with a frown.
The battle was over.
"Reborn." At the call of his name, the number one hitman turned to see Timoteo, the Vongola Nono, holding a tired expression. The Vongola boss was not aging well, needing a cane to help him stand up, and the result of the party was definitely not helping his old heart. Reborn tilted his fedora in shame.
"Chaos, Nono."
"…"
"Sorry, I tried to prevent it."
Timoteo sighed. "Just what exactly is going on here?"
"The normal chaos of the tenth generation." Reborn joked. The old man gave a stern look for a better explanation, making the hitman grumble. "Tsuna is a terrible drunk and he does his best to avoid alcohol, but it seems Hibari managed to slip him some so they would fight." Timoteo rubbed his forehead.
"I see." He then looked up at the fedora wearer tiredly again. "I expect you to train Tsuna for better alcohol tolerance so we can avoid such disasters in the future. And don't let any of the members of the tenth generation come to any parties until you are certain they can be on their best behaviour."
Turning to the hiccupping and wobbling brunet in the garden, Reborn nodded.
From that day forward, all of the Mafia had heard of what happens when the Decimo drank alcohol and it became legend, and not in the heroic good way like it usually was.
When the news reached Namimori, Enma sighed dismayingly in Julie's arms.
When the two lovers entered the room, Leon greeted them with the swing of his tail. Reborn placed the drunk brunet on the bed. As he sat down, the Vongola boss groaned, burying himself in the covers, rolling into a cocoon.
"You alright? Want some water?"
The response was another groan. Tsuna popped his head out and blurrily looked at his lover. He gave the man a very drunk smile and started maneuvering out of the blankets. Reborn raised a quizzical eyebrow at the brunet before a memory appeared and licked his lips, a theory forming in his mind. Sure enough, his assumption was correct. Tsuna, in his mind absent state, slowly came out of the sheets and crawled to the hitman. Reborn purred, watching as Tsuna put a hand on his thigh and another on his waist, caressing them and showing particular interest in the pelvis. It all of Reborn's will to hold back a moan. The reach went higher as the boy stood up and started stroking the hitman's breast. Reborn shivered when he felt that hand rub against his abs seductively, lust starting to take over his reason. Slutty Tsuna was back, and Reborn could not be happier.
Reborn took Tsuna and nuzzled into the smaller male's neck, licking and biting to make the brunet moan. The hitman then rubbed against the other's member. Sensitive even under those pants, Tsuna moaned louder, his mouth hanging agape with glazed eyes with ecstasy. Reborn took that good sign as permission, although just to have an excuse later, the hitman decided to check anyway.
"Tsuna, may I?"
"Yeah~" Tsuna moaned. Reborn smirked, very pleased. His old girlfriends would talk like that all the time. As much as he loved sober, adorable, sweet, shy Tsuna, it was nice to go to the classics every now and then. Speaking of classics, Reborn maneuvered and pressed Tsuna into the bed, hands acting like handcuffs and making the brunet mew lewdly in protest at the restriction, acting like prey cornered by a beast. Reborn purred his delight as the animalistic image and the desire for dominance overcame him. He wanted to control this lovely body under him and do unspeakable things to him. The hitman let out a small but deep chuckle.
Reborn took his tie and tied one of the brunet's hands to the bedpost. As the hitman took the future boss's tie to restrain the other, Tsuna could offer little resistance, much too out of it and aroused to give a full hearted struggle. With his lover tied up, Reborn started kissing from the cheek to the neck before biting down. Tsuna moaned at the creation of a hickey, the mark of being dominated by his lover.
'I want to do it too...' Tsuna slurred in his mind and tried to bite Reborn back, but the hitman did not allow it.
"Nuh-uh-uh. There can only be one dominant in this kind of sex. And it's not you."
Tsuna moaned at the idea and Reborn's deep, seductive voice next to his ear. Feeling drunk and submissive, the brunet decided to play along with his lover's wishes, getting into character and mewed.
"No." Tsuna said, acting defiant and knowing what was coming. Reborn licked his lips.
"My, my, someone needs to be disciplined." Reborn's hands moved down, undoing Tsuna's belt and opening his dress pants.
(Sex scene has been removed because this site doesn't like it, but I'm sure your imagination can fill in the blank~)
"Urgh, I did embarrassing things again. Why do you never stop me?" Tsuna groaned.
"I love you, Tsuna, but I am a natural play-boy. I can't deny my nature when you come onto me like that." Reborn replied, crossing his legs and arms, sitting comfortably on the bed as Tsuna rustled underneath the covers.
"Urgh, good grief." Tsuna slammed his hand into his pillow and gripped it with all his strength as his headache started to split his brain in two, silently promising to himself that he will never drink again. The brunet groaned in pain. Reborn sighed and turned to him.
"Come on, get a hold of yourself, you maniac drunk." Reborn rubbed his lover's back gently in comfort. "More importantly, I'm going to need harsher about teaching you to apply your hyper intuition to your food and drink. As a future mafia boss, that was incredibly embarrassing."
"My head hurts too much to argue…"
"It's your job to be mature and reliable. If a simple cup of alcohol can obliterate all that, we're in big trouble." Reborn leaned back, resting his head on his lover's back. "And probably the rest of the world too…"
"Urgh, shut uuup…Too noisy." Tsuna maneuvered and hid his head under the covers. Reborn smirked.
"You should know better than to order me around, my little lion." The hitman took the covers and removed them so he could get a view of his naked lover. The brunet turned, his eyes widening and his cheeks turning red at those captivating eyes on his figure. As the blanket was draped over the two lovers, Reborn straddled his captive brunet and leaned close. "It would seem I should teach you how to have some level of alcohol tolerance. Guess I won't be leaving your side anytime soon." Reborn licked that blushing cheek like a cat before kissing Tsuna in a dominating kiss. The brunet mewed.
'I never thought I'd be happy to be training with Reborn again~'
Reborn purred and stopped. "I love you, Tsuna."
"I love you too, Reborn."
Tsuna took the back of his hitman's head and they kissed again.
Happy St. Patrick's Day!