Summary: Tsuna a 16 year old boy wakes up one night to have the famous thief 'The pineapple haired illusionist' in his bedroom. Could this be a start to a new adventure? A possible explanation about his weird dreams about a certain blonde haired man and rings? Why one of his friend's calls him 'Tenth'? Or even why the man he's grown up to know lives in his house? Who knows? But Tsuna will find out.
Couples: Main: 6927, Adult27, and 1827
Side couples: Possibly 8059
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I felt my back slide down the wall, picking up friction, my skin rubbing roughly against the shower wall. He was there, I had seen him, that pervert. The one who stole my first kiss, just sitting casually, even though he told me he was an infamous thief, I mean seriously what infamous thieves sit on walls like they haven't got a care in the world. Aren't they supposed to be hiding? But then...he was looking at me, those bi-coloured eyes, they were on me. He can't seriously be checking up on me, really? I drowned my thoughts be sticking my head straight under the shower. Still was it me or was my heart pounding. Like when I had screamed...god that was embarrassing.
Flashback Begin
"Tsunayoshi!" I heard my name being called just as the scream left my lips. I had screamed out loud; like I was the only one in the world. Eyes, loads of them turned onto me. Hibari's normally slit like eyes were wide. I wanted to cower away in embarrassment; I mean I'm sixteen for heaven's sake. I had just squealed like a four year old. But my heart, it wouldn't allow me to be embarrassed...it was pounding too loudly for me to care. He was there...that man...the one who...? I brought my fingers up to my lips and pouted miserably. He had taken away my precious first kiss, the one I was saving for some really nice girl. Jesus Uncle Reborn was right...I do sound like a little girl.
"Tsunayoshi," my name was being called again but I was too lost in thoughts. There's so many people looking at me, and why is my body shaking like crazy?
"Ouch," a hard smack to the head greeted me and also knocked me out of the day dream that screamed 'oh my god I'm so embarrassed, please ground swallow me up!'
My head jerked to look up at the cause of pain. A tonfa. Well that makes sense.
"Herbivore don't make me hit you again," Ah yes Hibari is here isn't he...OH GOD HIBARI!
"Ehehe sorry Hibari-san," I chuckled nervously watching one of his perfect brows raise.
"Well what is it? What are you screaming and acting like a huge herbivore for?" Hibari demanded, god he was scary, and were his tonfas raising higher? HIEEE! My teeth feasted on my bottom lip, the silence taking over. I couldn't tell him, it was so embarrassing and he would be so ashamed to have a friend like me!
"Oh I just thought I saw a scary looking..." a scary looking what? Come on Tsuna think! My eyes suddenly hit something and before my brain could tell me it was a stupid idea it had already spluttered out, "A scary looking...pineapple."
Bloody genius you foolish mind, thank lord for sarcasm. Hibari's other eyebrow raised to meet the other, his whole genuine face expression being 'I'm not impressed herbivore' or you know something along those lines; still he wasn't happy, I had known this guy for 10 years, I think I'm allowed to say when I know this guy is unhappy he's unhappy. Not that he ever looks happy, anyways...
"Herbivore..."
"Ye?" This time I didn't know what was more painful Hibari's piercing glare, or the fact my full row of top teeth had sunk firmly into my poor bottom lip.
"Why...a pineapple?" GAH! He's on to me!
"Ano...aha because they're spiky and they're scary, with their spikiness," Lies, lies, stupid lies!
There was a long pause for where Hibari was standing silently, his eyes boring into me. And in return for his epic glare of evilness which was like a cold blizzard; was me shivering and quivering like the pathetic no-good Tsuna I am.
Come on, I need a distraction; Hibari's trying to crack me open with his eyes!
Bring, oh THANK YOU MOBILE!
My eyes flickered over to the phone, and then back to Hibari who was now looking uninterested at a nearby market stall. I flicked open my phone, not even bothering to check who the caller was.
"D-a-m-e-T-s-u-n-a." Oh joy.
"H-hello," my voice sounded of course displeased, it's not that I had a problem with Uncle Reborn, even though his idea of being affectionate with me is trying to shoot me, I hated that awful nickname.
"Hello... you answer the phone like a wimp too," Thank you Uncle Reborn, for your mean comments.
"Reboooornnn," my voice whinged unconsciously, and my eyes flicked quickly over to Hibari who gave me a frown.
"You know the more you whinge I want to hit you," my annoying uncle replied making me shudder, thank you Ookami-sama for the phone, because knowing if he was here right now...he would.
"Reborn why did you call?"
"Where are you?"
"In town."
"By yourself?"
"Urmm...no with Hibari-san...see wait a second," I released the phone from my ear and pointed the receiver in the direction of Hibari, "Hibari-san speak into the receiver."
"Number 1, Herbivore why? Number 2, are you ordering me?"
"HIEE! No sorry Hibari-san it's just that Reborn is asking who I'm with," I panicked, watching his tonfas elevate slightly.
I pressed the phone back to me ear and heard a drawled out sigh from the callers end, thank you Reborn, "See Hibari-san's with me, is that all you wanted?"
"Pretty much." I think by now my sweat had literally dropped, and I slapped myself in the cheek to prove the point.
"Ciao."
"Good bye Reborn."
I flicked my phone shut, and my eyes trailed back to my friend that I had left standing like a lemon.
"I'm sorry Hibari-san, I moaned about wanting to get out and now were here I'm ignoring you, I'm an awful person," I said, glancing over at him sadly, I blame that damn pervert for this! Wait...don't think of him Tsunayoshi he'll just clog up your mind, you don't need these awful unnecessary thoughts.
"Herbivore..." I heard a low sigh, god I'm so selfish, poor Hiba—
I tensed as a hand slowly ruffled my hair, my eyes travelling over to the hand then back over to Hibari who looked as shocked as I did. Was Hibari...ruffling my hair...affectionately?
His hand shot back before I even had a chance to shoot back myself.
"Herbivore...you tell anyone about what I just did and I'll bite you to dea—
"I won't!" I backed away, feeling my feet take over my head as I tried to back away, step by step from a now furious looking Hibari. Little did I know that the sharp pain that was making me wince now was something entirely not needed.
"Ouch ouch."
"Herbivore," I heard Hibari grumble as my hand pulled off the pointy object it was rested on before, my eyes then narrowing onto the object...a pineapple. Ookami-sama why do you hate me so?
Flashback ended
I stepped out of the shower; water droplets from my hair dampened my back, as hard as I tried to keep it dry; my hair just continued to dampen my back. I gave up after a while and moved over to the mirror. Why is my body so unmanly? I examined it, my eyes tracing over the flat girly chest, I mean men were supposed to have six packs and all I had was this stupid body! It didn't help I was small either, I mean no wonder that nice old lady at the coffee shop I had managed to drag Hibari in –that was really difficult- thought I was a girl.
I would never be able to impress a girl with body.
"I would love to have eyes like yours though, they are so round and beautiful, I could almost melt in them."
I flinched, why had that sentence invaded my thoughts? Because he interests you Dame-Tsuna admit it. I flinched again, was my conscience playing tricks on me, or was I really thinking about that pineapple haired pervert! Dame-Tsuna of course your thinking about him because come on he's pretty damn hot. I slammed my hands flat onto the bathroom sink, my fingernails attempting to dig into the white ceramic material.
He couldn't possibly...arghhh!
I sunk down to the floor and put the towel over my head, hiding my blushing cheeks from the world. My lips began to tingle, like they had done the other night...the other night. Urghhhh...I buried my head deep into the palms of my hands, moving the towel over my face even more, grabbing another one so I wouldn't catch a cold while in stupidity mode. Just why was I thinking like this? So frustrating! I mean all my thoughts about him should be like 'I HATE HIM!' or 'He's a perverted freak, I want to punch him in the face' but they weren't. They were filled with curiosity, to know about him because weirdly...I feel connected to him.
"WHAT AM I SAYING ARGH!" I rubbed my head vigorously with the towel as if it was to knock sense into me...it didn't.
"Dame-Tsuna..." My back stiffened, and my hands went to move the towel slowly. Two pitch pupils were looking right at me. I jumped up, clinging onto the towel around my waist though; I didn't want anymore embarrassment right now.
"What are you doing?"
Reborn yawned loudly, his head laid flat on the table; it had been a heck of a busy day. First of all there was no trace of that pineapple haired bastard that had kissed his Tsunayoshi. Wait did he just really say his Tsunayoshi? He shook his head a little and moved over to the fridge, his fingers wrapping around an orange juice carton. He took a couple of glugs before putting it down and stared over at the house wife that was cooking happily.
She paused and turned to face him, her bright smile on full shiny shininess mode.
"Reborn-chan, you look tired, go take a bath," she told him, giving him a firm rub on the back and a cheerful grin. Reborn nodded, and moved over to put the orange juice carton away. Maybe a bath would release his stress. Not to mention he was feeling rather grouchy too.
He continued by walking up the stairs, only to pause and turn his head to the house wife's voice echoing from the kitchen, "FRESH TOWELS ARE...ehehehe of course you know where they are, you've been living here for years."
His smile grew even if it was faint; the house wife certainly had her cute ditzy moments, but then again...so did her son. Reborn headed in the direction of the bathroom, is feet patting gently against each step. He paused outside the bathroom door, it was shut. Now normally it was only shut if someone was using it, but then again there was a lock if people were using it, and by turning the doorknob a little Reborn could tell that this door was not locked. He poked his head around the door, not knowing why, but did so anyways. His sweat literally dropped when he came face to face with a towel monster that was crouched on the floor. Oh dear lord Dame-Tsuna. He exhaled slowly and put his hands on his hips hearing the petit teen mumble to himself, and then sighed again, raising his perfect eyebrows as the boy attacked his head with a towel. He crossed his arms and snuck over, bending over so he was eye height or where he assumed were Tsuna's eyes behind that towel.
"Dame-Tsuna...? Reborn watch amused as the towel was steadily pulled off the head to display those wide honey pebbles and delectably cute cheeks not to mention those plump lips of his, and as soon as Reborn gave the young adult an amused smirk the boy was shooting up. Reborn found it even more amusing when he noticed the boy cling firmly to the towel that he had wrapped around his waist, how tempting. Reborn shook his head a little and placed his hands on his hips.
"What are you doing?" he questioned, resisting a chuckle. The younger of the two looked to the ground, his cheeks blazing.
Reborn crossed his arms now, now seriously there must be something wrong...possibly something to do with his outing with Hibari...
Even though it was mean, the idea of Hibari and Tsuna falling out just made Reborn feel overjoyed.
"Dame-Tsuna, you tell me what's wrong before I hit you over the head with Leon," he threatened playfully, taking the little chameleon out of his trouser pocket.
"N-Nothing Reborn!" the other cheeped, one hand gripped to the towel firmly the other scratching his small chin nervously.
"Have you and Hibari had a lovers' quarrel," he joked, even though it was through gritted teeth, the idea of Tsunayoshi being with that prefect just made him want to punch walls.
Yet his prayers were answered when Tsuna headed straight into protest mode, "REBORN! Hibari is not my...lover...you know that I like that girl!"
"'That girl' is not a kind thing to call the girl you wish to be your lover Dame-Tsuna," he teased as he observed the starfish haired teen flush even more.
"I didn't mean to say it like that...I blame you putting me under pressure!" he pointed a finger at Reborn, his face pouting cutely.
"Pressure...heh." I wouldn't mind putting you under pressure in a different way.
"Reborn?" Reborn quickly snapped out of his dirty thoughts to see that the cutie himself was staring deeply at him, his face contorted into a thoughtful expression.
"What is it Dame-Tsuna?" he asked, getting lost into the caramel swirls.
"Have you ever felt like you were connected deeply with someone you've only just met?" Now this was strange, it knocked Reborn straight out of his trance and made him seize up.
"What do you mean Dame-Tsuna?" he replied in a serious tone but was completely ignored as the boy jumped a little, like he had just left a trance of his own. He rubbed the back of his head, and looked up at him dazedly.
"Never mind Reborn, I'll move, you obviously want a bath don't you," the younger one commented and pushed past Reborn.
Now what did he mean by that? As he heard the door shut behind him, Reborn proceeded by undoing his shirt, but paused on the 5th button down. Connected...in what type of way? And when deeply...is it in a loving way or a friendship or a...urmm...? Reborn shook his head and shut his eyes, trying to distract himself from Dame-Tsuna. Yet attempting to do that was like trying to tight rope Niagara Falls in a barrel; very difficult.
And someone you've only just met, had Tsuna met someone at school? No that wouldn't be it. Reborn was always checking with Hayato about Tsuna's school life.
So if it wasn't school then possibly someone he met today with Hibari...
Reborn fished into his trouser pocket bringing out his mobile. He flicked down the contacts one by one, pausing and smirking at one in particular before carrying on till he got to Hibari's number. His finger pressed the call button and he raised it to his ear. Three dials and then a pick up...did this kid sit on the phone...oh wait its Hibari Kyouya, any noise disturbs him.
"Herbivore what the hell is it?" Reborn heard the prefect growl down the phone, the corners of his mouth lifting up slowly.
"I want to know something Hibari, about yours and Dame-Tsuna's little outing today," he stated clearly and there was a long pause. Why was Hibari being so quiet?
"Hibari did something happen?" he asked again, only to hear a little 'Hmn' noise.
"Why herbivore..." another challenging pause," You jealous."
Reborn felt himself become ridged...had Hibari just mocked or challenged him.
He cleared his throat loudly, and tilted his hat even though it was not necessary.
"Seems like I hit the nail herbivore," the voice challenged him once again mockingly. Reborn couldn't help wishing to shoot the wall superfluously.
"Hibari my dear boy, please stop messing around I was asking you a serious question as in adult to adult, no need to get childish, and anyways I don't mess around kids, you know that," he answered back, trying to remain the one in control.
"Could fool me herbivore, here's me thinking you're no better than that pineapple bastard you mentioned who even dared to touch Tsunayoshi was his filthiness," Hibari attacked back, making Reborn's left eye twitch in the process.
"Now Hibari, your obviously bedazzled by jealousy, Ooooo, I knew you have a thing for Tsunayoshi...and hey now thinking about it," Reborn's voice turned into a snarl, "You always have had something for adorable animals."
Reborn tittered to himself when he heard a large crack from down the receiver's end of the phone.
"Aww Hibari don't get angry, I wanted to be adult about this but you just had to..."
"What did you want to know about our outing then!" the voice demanded. Bingo, target unlocked, successful achieved!
"Did Tsunayoshi meet anyone while you were out?" he asked calmly while sitting on the edge of the bathtub.
"No one at all herbivore."
"No one, not even someone like I don't know a shop keeper or anyone?"
"Old woman at the coffee shop thought he was a girl, apart from that herbivore...no one at all."
A woman mistaking him from a girl, that couldn't be the reason. Why? Because that's happened countless amount of times.
So if it wasn't this lady and he hadn't met anyone else like Hibari had said, and the prefect had no reason to lie, then who was it?
"You still there?"
"Why do you have something else you would like to tell me Hibari?"
"Hmm...possibly."
"Well feel free to tell me...now."
"He screamed."
"What?"
"Herbivore, when we were walking through town; screamed."
"What do you mean?"
"It's exactly as I said herbivore, I hate repeating myself, me and Tsunayoshi were together and suddenly he stopped and screamed."
He screamed...but why?
"Said something completely herbivorish too, something about a scary pineapple."
YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING!
Mukuro pushed a steady hand through his hair, ruffling it up a bit as if it was to knock him out of a trance. That kid...saw through his illusion. That impossible right? He scrunched his hair with a free hand the other rubbing his eyes in disbelief as he took a seat on his comfortable bed.
He laid back; his back and head hitting the comfortable sheets making him let out a low sigh. There was no way...that a simple little kid could him see through his illusion. That was unless he's an illusionist himself. He rolled over flat on his stomach, his face buried in the sheets so he could release a long frustrated groan.
"Fufufufu...what are you doing?" Mukuro froze up but then relaxed, rolling back over to see his newly formed acquaintance leaning against the door to his bedroom. Mukuro swayed back on his hands so he could lean against the bed post to be a more appropriate position.
"Ah hello... I don't know your name."
"Daemon Spade."
"Then hello Daemon, I was resting, or as some would say releasing stress the smart way."
"Looked more like you smothering yourself to me, fufufufu."
Mukuro gritted his teeth a little and his eye just began to twitch, but he remained composed.
"So why do I have the honour of your presence?" he asked, his voice filled with sarcasm, he didn't need someone who loved to play with people as much as he did, to enter and mock him severely.
"Just came to tell you I met a certainly cute young man yesterday," he smiled looking rather pleased with himself, as he paced over to a chair, sitting on it so he has his chest to the back of the chair.
"A young man, surely you haven't come to tell me about your love life now?"
"How silly, just went to see why Giotto was so into to him, and to tell you the truth I could see why."
"Giotto?" Mukuro leaned forward to listen better to the man.
"First head of Vongola."
"Ah so the main monster himself."
"Fufufufu...why you have such hatred against the mafia is beyond me, but yes."
"And why are you telling me this?" Mukuro asked, his eyebrow lifting in the process.
"There's a legend."
"A legend, have you come to read me a bedtime story Daemon, kufufufufufu."
"Oya Oya listen to me, the legend is that supposedly the first boss of Vongola visits the tenth boss of Vongola, through the tenth's dreams."
"Through dreams?"
"Yes, my boss visits the successor with every chance he's got."
"But why the tenth?" Mukuro queried curiously, admitting to himself that he was getting a little lost in the story.
"Because the Tenth, when we considered what he would be like well...we thought of many things."
"Things?"
"Giotto in particular got entranced on the idea that this Tenth boss would be more human than any of the others, that he would be innocent...sweet, adorable."
"Pffft. A mafia boss like that...you gotta be fucking with me?" Mukuro sniggered, and the man in return joined in.
"Exactly, we all told him he was crazy, but it seemed like he got infatuated on this perfect image. This adorable little perfect image in his head, it got many worried, and even long in the afterlife he was still besotted and is still smitten to this day forward. And to tell you the truth I've heard from the afterlife that he's up on cloud nine," Daemon continued and then laughed sincerely.
"And so...this Tenth, my boss...is he like the dream the first boss wanted?" Mukuro questioned, unaware that he had unconsciously shifted all the way over towards the man, his face eager like that of a child.
"Well I believe I met him the other night."
"You met the Tenth!"
"Fufufufu...Giotto got his wish, but the truth is, I want to corrupt it for him, stab it within every inch of its life."
"Oya Oya that's my job old man!" Mukuro protested poking his long thumb into his chest.
"Ah yes it is, so unfair!"
"Well you had your turn."
"Indeed I did."
"So the Tenth is a little angel?" Mukuro said questioningly, a smirk gracing his handsome face.
"An angel yes...but a confused one yes...and a cute one, fuck yes."
They both laughed silently to each other and Mukuro leaned back on his hands, but lurched forward as something seemed to enter his brain like a big block.
'You still haven't questioned what Tsunayoshi is really!' And that was completely right, what was Tsunayoshi, what was his adorable little new love interest that he desired to see every night and day but well couldn't because well last time he saw him the boy had screeched at him, even when he wasn't supposed to see him.
"Mukuro?"
"Huh?" Mukuro looked up hesitantly to see the man that resembled himself grinning widely "Was there more you wanted to tell me?"
"Not particularly just wondered about something, your face being the main occupant of my thoughts right now."
"Don't tell me you're rivalling my sexiness."
"Oya Oya, me and you are as sexy as each other, and anyway if someone was going to be sexier it would be the more developed man, and that is me."
"Oh reaaaallly," Mukuro said his voice trailing off jokingly.
"But seriously what is it about my face?"
"The expression."
"And what is wrong with it?"
"It's very distant, what are you thinking about?" Mukuro glanced up, this man he can read me like a book. His eyes narrowed as the man rested his head lazily onto the chair, his eyes staring interestedly at Mukuro.
Mukuro went straight to defence mode, shutting Tsunayoshi away. This man seemed like if he wanted he would take everything from Mukuro, even if the bastard was dead...and he wasn't letting him have his prey. Tsunayoshi was his and nobody else's, even though there was the whole incident today...it...it...it didn't matter! Because that little pipsqueak, even though they had only met briefly and he had probably scarred the boy, he couldn't get him of his head. A lot like a newly founded addiction.
He turned back to face him, smiling his very best smile, even though it screamed fake fake FAKE!
"Nothing at all," the other man tilted his head slightly, a little humming noise releasing from his closed lips. Mukuro then continued by leaning back, his head hitting the cushions of his decent sized bed, and then he glanced up carefully, his eyes slowly hitting the other man in a tired fashion.
Mukuro brought up his hand gradually, feigning a long yawn in hope that the man would now leave.
"Now if you wouldn't mind sir, I'm awfully tired, could you leave so I can get some rest?" he asked halfway through another fake yawn. The man blinked a couple of times before smiling sickly and disappearing into thin air.
After Mukuro assured himself he was gone, he rolled over onto his side, burying his head into a pillow.
Tsunayoshi...just who are you? He pushed his palms flat against the mattress and sprung back up, sliding forward onto his knees.
And like little twinkling lights, those beautiful eyes shone in his mind, clouding up his personal space. Numbing him to the bone. He didn't care if the boy was frightened of him. He had to see him.
Hibari stared at his phone bitterly; it was not long since he had his daily banter with someone that he called herbivore but was and truly not one. That man was the only one who infuriated Hibari more than that damned thief. He brushed a cautious hand through his matted looking black locks; yet it went straight through, as the appearance was an illusion of how the texture felt entirely. The reason why that man infuriated him. He had lots of reasons. For example, they were rivals! Ever since he was 8, he had met the man in the black fedora, who was then 14 and he was always crowding around Tsunayoshi, and if there was something Hibari hated more than herbivores, it was herbivores crowding! For a start, his unnecessary crowding around his herbivore was annoying enough but the fact when Hibari lost his temper and reached to hit the other...he would always lose. There were only two people Hibari had lost to before and that was Reborn and the thief; and either way just thinking about the fact that he, a perfectionist, had lost, was something that always made his blood boil. His hand reached over lazily to his phone and he skimmed through the different areas apathetically, only pausing when he came across images. He looked around tentatively, even though there was no one there but himself, and then clicked a button. A huge list of images flashed up, each under the name my herbivore with a different number. A faint smile took to his face as he flicked through his private stash of photographs, each and every one of the boy smiling sweetly, or caught off guard in another deviously cute position. Hibari didn't like to admit it, but these pictures –which he had taken on a ninjaering photo spree- always made him feel happy. Like the sort of happy he was when he had beaten an herbivore to a pulp, or everything was quiet, or even better... NO CROWDING!
He focused on his most recent photo. The herbivore was bright red, his cheeks painted with a rose blush, his lips trembling slightly, his doe like eyes wide to the brim and ultimately sparkling. This was probably his best one yet. A slender finger traced the picture slowly but then hesitantly drew back. What was this? What was the herbivore to him? A little brother figure? A possession? A...friend?
He scrunched up his face slightly. Carnivores didn't need friends. However what the prefect didn't understand was that carnivores need their herbivores to live.
Tsuna squeezed his eyes tightly shut, and it didn't take long to enter dreamland. He was so exhausted with all the thinking he had been doing about that pervert he had met the other day. That guy, why was he weighing down Tsuna's mind, as well as his heart? Tsuna sighed a little in his sleep. That man must have hypnotised him, yes that was it.
"Tsunayoshi..."
That guy couldn't seriously be connected to him in any way possible, right?
"Tsunayoshi..."
Tsuna opened his eyes grudgingly, his eye lashes fluttering, his eyes blurring over with tired residue. A platinum blond was staring straight into his eyes, making the boy rise up in a flash, nearly slamming forehead into forehead with the intruder.
"W-Who are you?" Tsuna squeaked loudly, and the man grumbled, before twirling a pair of handcuffs around his finger.
"Calm down idiot," he grumbled, putting a restricting hand onto the boy, and surprisingly it had worked. Tsuna took the man in greater detail, his mouth gaping slightly over the similarity of this man and his beloved friend.
The man caught wind of this and smirked a little, bending down to the boy's level.
"See something you like?" he asked, his voice sounding cynical. A furious blush seemed to engulf Tsuna's face and he immediately shook his head.
"I'm sorry but who are you?" the 16 year old repeated, trying to sound serious over his wimpy stutters.
"Alaude."
"Nice to meet you Alaude," Tsuna then did a short bow that received a barely audible chuckle from that of the man.
"Tenth boss, huh?"
"What?"
The man gave him a puzzled look but then returned to normal.
"Never mind."
"Alright."
An on growing silence spread thick between Tsuna and this Alaude in the dream world. And to prove that the silence was getting to Tsuna was the boy's nervous fidgeting with the hem of his night shirt.
"Ano...Alaude, do you know anyone called Hibari?" the boy asked timidly.
The man didn't answer and Tsuna looked down to the floor disappointedly.
"Tsunayoshi."
"Huh?"
Stationary, a perfect word to explain how Tsuna was right now, as a cool hand brushed down his cheek, a finger brushing gradually over his lips.
Tsuna's eyes flickered over towards the hand's owner. His cheeks flaming up.
"W-What are you doing?"
The man only smiled, warmly, which made Tsuna blush some more.
The blonde moved closer, they're noses nearly touching.
"A-Alaude?"
"ALAUDE!"
Tsuna's head snapped towards the new voice, a golden haired man stood not so far away, his arms crossed, his eyes displaying a defiant glare.
"ONI-SAN!" Tsuna squeaked happily, noticing the man that had been in his dreams for ages –his dream big brother- storming towards the other two.
Giotto snatched up Tsuna, his hands wrapping protectively around the petite boy's torso.
"Alaude go back."
The other man's eyes narrowed and he let out a low growl before disappearing into thin air.
The golden haired man calmed down, exhaling slowly and a soft smile gracing his lips.
"Tsunayoshi."
"Oni-san."
Giotto's smile dropped over Tsuna's sudden serious expression.
"Oni-san...I need you to tell me...explain this to me...what are you? Who are you? Who are these other people? And why are you...in my dreams?"
A/N: Sorry for the late update, i'm crappy at this. Sorry if its sucky, urm the chapters in future will be a bit shorter but probably updated faster.
Depends how I feel. Hope it didn't suck.
My random poll cause i was interested in who you guys wanted with Tsuna?
Reborn=12 votes
Hibari=8 votes
Mukuro=3 votes
Poor Mukuro :'(