Title: Anomalous Days

Summary: Reborn never imagined that a simple screw up during a mission would lead him to the weirdest person he had ever met. Now he just needs to make sure that this person doesn't learn about his identity while being in an eight-year-old body.

Rating: M obviously

Pairing: Eventual R27

A/N: And here's this one! Enjoy!

Beta'ed by WhiteAngel128

Chapter 5

As soon as the meeting was finished and the paperwork he needed to do was done, Tsuna found himself quickly heading back onto a plane for his mansion in Namimori. His closest friends and guardians immediately asked why he wanted to go back and so soon, considering he had only been around the main Vongola base for a small handful of days. He didn't blame them for asking though, he normally tried to spend as much time as possible with all of them to make up for his absence. It was a hard decision, but his intuition kept telling him that it was the right thing to do, that he needed to head back.

"There's a child I met in Namimori," Tsuna started, gaining the attention of everyone in the room as he sat at the front of the dinning table. His surroundings were over decorated yet done so in a way to complement the furniture. His friends and guardians sat beside him, listening to every word even if they didn't look like it. "He's really young so I don't want to leave him by himself for too long. That's why I want to go back just in case I need to help him out of any sticky situations."

Many of those who knew him personally softened up, Lambo being one of them. The lightning guardian had been one of those who had been abandoned by his family only to be taken in by Tsuna. Gokudera grumbled under his breath, rubbing the back of his head, and just nodded in approval, understanding right away there was no way he would be able to convince Tsuna otherwise. He had been following his beloved boss for many years now and knew that this was one of the many traits that he adored. Yamamoto just chuckled, finding it adorable that Tsuna acted more like a father or sibling to everyone around him. It really was like they were one large family despite being from different groups.

"Don't worry, Hibari will be nearby like always and you guys can visit me anytime you want. Just give me a call in advance so that I can prepare, alright?" Tsuna gave another smile, using it to instantly disarm everyone around him.

The brunet chuckled as he looked out the window, finding it funny how everyone easily conformed to his wishes despite their original intentions. Well, when it came to something he had talked about, it was obvious everyone would agree. There were of course some questions about the boy; whether it'd be safe or not, if Tsuna could trust him, would he manage okay, and many others. He simply replied with a 'don't worry, he's not a bad child. If he was, my intuition would have told me so already' that left them all silent.

Humming gently to himself, he returned his attention towards Japan, wondering if Ryan had attempted to break into his place yet. He flagged down a flight attendant to get him some water, enjoying the noiselessness of the plane considering he was the only passenger. As much as he loved others to be around him, he could do without the madness of the normal passengers. Tsuna glanced out the window towards the blue sky that was slightly covered by white clouds. 'Maybe I should give Ryan the keys to my place. Hmm, not yet. Later, when I'm certain of a few other things.'

He wasn't aware that on another plane, Reborn was also heading back, but was an hour behind because of a delay in departure. He was interested in the brunet he had met there, curious about the man's true identity. It was one of the top mysteries of the mafia world, everyone wanted nothing more than to destroy the mask and see who was underneath. He was still in his twenty-eight year old form, ignoring the flirting and suggestive looks of the other passengers and flight attendants he had to share his flight with. It was going to be a long trip from Italy to Japan, but that was fine. He didn't care how he got to the rising sun country as long as he did so. His interest in the brunet just continued to pester him even after leaving the Vongola mansion, bothering him endlessly, almost to the point of tormenting. 'Tsuna, huh? You'd better be there when I get back.'

With a sinister grin, he ignored the other passengers who suddenly backed away the second they saw his evil look. They shivered, wondering which poor soul would be on the receiving end of that.

Tsuna wasn't at the mansion.

Reborn silently grumbled from outside the gates, able to tell immediately even before entering the grounds. 'So the brunet hadn't come home yet.' He pulled down his fedora at the thought and leaned against the fence with his arms crossed. There were no lights, nothing that would indicate that someone was home despite it already being night time. The hitman shuffled his feet gently against the metal fence, remaining in his adult form in order to make it easier to travel around. He didn't want any trouble in trying to pay for a cab in his younger form, it was too suspicious. 'Guess I'd better wander for a bit. I think I saw a bar not too far away from here. A nice drink might do me some good.'

Flicking his fedora at the edge, he pulled away from the fence and slowly made his way through the area. The streets weren't all that crowded, a few cars passing by here and there, but no one, other than a few girls, seemed to throw him a glance. It was fine, he'd rather it be peaceful than be constantly bothered. Even he could only be so patient after all. Within minutes, he saw the opening sign of the bar and took notice of the surroundings. It was slightly isolated, but not completely as it was against the main road. The building was nicely decorated, simple, but perfect for what it was intended. A low hum of music was heard from inside and Reborn opened the entry door, hearing the bell on top ring at his entrance. His eyes glanced around the room, observing his surroundings by habit, and took in the occupants of the building's attire. Most of them were men who had just gotten off work, with a mixture of those who were trying to escape reality, and people like him, just wanting to get a drink to kill time. Reborn chuckled silently, seeing hardly any women in the area, and tilted his fedora downward as he made his way to the front bar to order his drink.

However, just as he was just a foot away, he spotted a familiar person at the end of the bar. He was sitting there with a glass half full of something golden that was slowly being depleted. Reborn stopped to stare, his mind going blank for a second before smirking. Looks like he had found who he was looking for. Heading towards the bartender, he ordered his drink and his companion's before heading over with two glasses in his hands.

"Here."

Tsuna snapped his head up, peering up at the man who had suddenly placed a drink onto the counter top before his very eyes. His own was already empty, simply sitting there as his mind drifted off into space. He blinked, his eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room before nearly gaping his mouth open. He knew that person. It was Reborn, the number one hitman. 'Shit!' Still, the brunet kept his calm, swallowing nervously, and gave a warm smile to prevent suspicion. "Hello." And to think he had come here to kill time and relax from his duties.

Reborn smirked at the reaction, wondering what the other could be thinking about, before settling down into the seat beside the brunet. He could tell that the other was nervous all around, unsure of his intentions. Reborn took a soft sip of the whiskey in his right hand. "You looked lonely there so I thought another drink would make you feel just a little better." He placed his container down and leaned back against his seat, flicking the edge of his fedora upwards as he met the younger adult eye to eye. "Don't worry, it's on me."

"O-Oh, thanks." Tsuna glanced towards the offered glass and took it into his hand, knowing it was a strong liquor of some kind. He didn't sense anything ill-intended from the hitman and pressed his lips against the edge of the glass, testing the liquid. Rum, the strong kind. It burned as it ran down his throat and he coughed at the texture. He hadn't expected that.

"A little too strong for you?" Reborn chuckled, taking another sip. He was almost done with his glass.

"A little, but I think I can handle it," Tsuna felt himself relaxing just slightly. The hitman wasn't here for him, it was obvious they had just met by mistake and it was clear that the other was trying to hit on him. He really hadn't expected his day to go like this, not at all. He had heard how women and men just fell at Reborn's charms and he could definitely see why. The hitman had some of the best looks he had ever witnessed and the other certainly knew how to use them. Tsuna took another sip of his drink, only feeling a slight burn this time. He was growing used to it the more he drank, smacking his lips gently. "What is this?"

Reborn downed the rest of his drink and motioned the bartender to come for another order. "It's Prichards' Fine Rum. I thought you might like it. Perhaps I was wrong?" He whispered a few words to the bartender and passed a few bills, paying for his next drink. The hitman turned back to the other and smirked. "Was I?"

Automatically, the Vongola boss shook his head. He was being pulled along, he knew, but didn't resist it. "A little, but I'll get used to it," Tsuna downed the rest of his drink, swallowing it whole and slammed the glass against the counter. He held an arrogant smirk, almost like he was asking for more. "But if you're worried I can't keep up, don't. I know how to drink." Tsuna smiled pleasantly as if hiding the dark undertone of his voice. "Anyway, I'm Tsuna."

"Reborn."

Tsuna momentarily frowned, but it was gone the next. If anyone told him that he would start drinking with the number one hitman, he would have called them a liar, but here he was. 'I can't let the other figure out that I know about him. If I play everything right, it'll just be like we're going out for a drink.' He shuffled in his seat, glancing behind him at the crowd before back at the older male. "So what brings you to Japan? You're obviously a foreigner."

"Pleasure. I'm taking a few days off from work and wanted to relax for a while," Reborn tilted his head, reaching up to twirl one of his signature curls. He pulled down gently before releasing, letting the piece of hair spring back up into place. "And then I stumbled across you. I'm hoping you're willing to be my drinking partner for the night."

The brunet smiled softly, finding some truth in those words, but not completely. At least he was certain that the man wasn't here for him. That was really all that mattered. "Drinking partner, huh? Well, I don't mind. I'm quite honored that you would purposely search me out for something like this. I'm certain that there are plenty of others to enjoy your time with and certainly ones you could just as easily sleep with."

"That's true," Reborn glanced over towards the bartender who had come back with his drink as well as another. It was Ron Zacapa 23, another expensive brand. He pushed the second glass towards the brunet, obviously offering it. "But I wanted someone a little more stable and more willing to have fun. Those I want to sleep with get drunk too fast for my standards. Though, if you want a partner for bed, I'm more than willing to offer myself up. A good-looking person like yourself shouldn't have such a hard time picking someone for the night."

Almost instantly, Tsuna blushed bright red, and took the glass into his hand. He didn't even ask for the type or name of the drink and just gulped it down in hopes of pushing the rapidly forming thoughts out of his head. Reborn was flirting with him! It was so clear and yet scary at the same time, but Tsuna wasn't going to back down from some flirting. He cleared his expression and gave a smirk towards his companion. "I could say the same for you, Reborn. I'm amazed you're not being attacked by offers and people wanting to give you their numbers. Though, I do see a few ladies eyeing you from various corners of the room."

"Hmm, well, I'm not interested in them. I'm here with you." Reborn chuckled in amusement, finding this entire interaction amusing. It was actually nice to have a decent conversation with someone without any thought of keeping up barriers. It made him more relaxed in a way. "Now, come on, let's drink. We have all night to talk with each other."

"That's true." Tsuna raised his glass, watching as the older male did the same, and clicked their drinks together gently. The ice within the glass jiggled, and he smiled at his so-called companion, wondering how the night would go.

Tsuna opened his eyes groggily, fluttering them carefully as he felt a painful headache begin to grow on him upon awakening. He grumbled loudly under his breath and snapped his eyes shut almost instantly. The sunlight that was coming through his windows was too bright for his sudden sensitivity, way too bright. He squirmed in his bed, wondering what had happened at the bar last night. Tsuna clearly remembered drinking with Reborn and then after that, it had all gone blank. He couldn't have been kidnapped, this was his bed. He knew his bed anywhere, but that meant he must have made it home one way or another. Tsuna squeezed his eyes shut tighter as he felt the headache pounding within the very edge of his skull and reached up with his right hand to massage the section. Except, his fingers brushed up against something warm. Tsuna snapped his eyes open, ignoring the pain and spun around in bed to see who that was.

'O-Oh, shit…' Tsuna cursed vividly in his mind, swallowing thickly when he spotted the person beside him. It was with that one movement that he realized that his lower half was throbbing, a good sort of throb that he recognized after a wonderful night of fun. He had slept with someone, a male obviously considering his ass was the thing that was aching, and no doubt had a great time he couldn't even remember. There were various bite marks on his skin and some bruises on his shoulders that he could see out the corner of his eyes. He was certain there were more that his vision couldn't make out. His lips were dry and his throat was sore, but it was clear what had happened during the night. The only problem was who he had slept with. Tsuna bit down on his bottom lip, almost enough to draw blood, and peered down at the individual before his eyes. 'Reborn…'

It was the hitman. He had slept with the number one hitman, Reborn. Said man was currently cuddled peacefully in his bed, completely out, with the strong smell of alcohol still on his breath. The sheets were hanging off his bare shoulders, revealing smooth skin almost teasingly. Tsuna almost wanted to hit himself across the forehead at his stupidity. It was worse that they were at his place, in his bed. He had brought over someone that could easily be an enemy and left himself in the most vulnerable position.

'What to do? What to do?' Tsuna frantically looked around his room in hopes of finding a solution, ignoring the pain that sprung from the movement, but nothing came to mind except more panic. What was he supposed to do anyway? 'I'm such an idiot, dammit!'

It was at that thought he saw Reborn beginning to stir, a small mutter of words that couldn't be identified under his breath.

'Really an idiot.'

Tada! I'm slowly making my way to a update to all stories. Its really slow but I'm getting there. Don't forget to head to my profile page for the link to tumblr to see what I'm currently working on