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.

Pairing: Eventual R27

Beta'ed by WhiteAngel128 and Ankou13

Chapter 6

Reborn groaned at the pounding headache he woke up to, cursing softly under his breath as he tried to bury his face into the pillow. From the way he was feeling-one he knew all too well-he had accidentally overdone it. 'Shit… why did I have to drink so much?' As he thought that, a small flash of a brunet entered his mind. 'Ah, that's why.' He had enjoyed his short moment with Tsuna; gradually lightening up as the conversation went on and he'd even found himself letting down his own defenses. Reborn licked his lips, tasting something he couldn't recognize. As he rolled around in bed, he ran a hand through his hair, wondering for a brief moment what had happened after that. 'No good, I can't remember anything.' All his memory retained was the two of them drinking and having a great time, and then it all went blank as the alcohol had settled into his veins.

"U-Umm…"

A small voice snapped his attention towards the person beside him. Reborn blinked. "Tsuna?" It didn't take much to recognize what must have happened after everything went blank. The obvious bite marks decorating the other's pale skin and the bruised lips that mirrored his own, were tell enough. Had he really been drunk enough to sleep with the person he was interested in? He sat up, ignoring the pounding of his head and stared at the other individual beside him. "I take it we had more fun than was expected?"

At his voice and small show of humor, Tsuna smiled and shook his head. "If you're saying that we actually managed to sleep together then I think so."

Reborn chuckled, keeping his calm and slipped back into the cool sheets. The top layers were sliding off his form, but it didn't matter all that much to him, not after what had happened already. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to will away his headache, but it wasn't working as well as he had hoped. "And to think we were really just there to enjoy each other's company," He ran a hand over his forehead, massaging it forcefully in order to calm his pain. "Funny how things turn out. Still, that doesn't mean we shouldn't take advantage of it."

At that, Tsuna tilted his head curiously. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that we can do this more often," Reborn snapped his eyes open to peer at the other with his signature smirk, watching in delight as Tsuna had a small tint of red decorating his cheeks. "Of course, if you can't resist me that is."

The brunet's face only darkened further and he covered it in response, immediately rolling out of bed in hopes of saving himself from further humiliation. Tsuna ignored the aches and throbbing down below and rushed off into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. He could hear Reborn's chuckles of amusement, knowing that the other was clearly entertained by his reaction. Letting out a heavy sigh, the mafia boss immediately turned on the shower in hopes of drowning out everything and giving himself a chance to fix his mask.

He had heard through many that Reborn was a seducer, that both men and woman fell at his feet in hopes of at least getting a glance. Tsuna could tell exactly why once he found those affections turned towards him. There was no doubt that the other was good and most definitely used to advancing on others like they were prey, even to those that were his informant or assassination targets. The brunet cursed softly, he would now have to be extremely careful to not get caught by the hitman. Any mistake could give him away and Reborn was well-known as one of the smartest men around.

It would no doubt become one of his toughest challenges yet and probably one that could easily go downhill within moments. He would need a plan to get around this, a very good plan. Tsuna bit down on his bottom lip before finally sighing heavily as he came up with nothing. Reborn wasn't one he could just fight against, mentally or physically. How he wished his guardians were here to help him out, but he knew that wasn't possible. And it was probably a bad idea, too. They weren't exactly a controlled force after all. They would probably make it worse.

'Well...' Tsuna huffed. 'Guess I better go along with it... I just hope he doesn't find anything in my place to prove I'm Vongola Decimo.'

Outside the bathroom, Reborn smirked as the memory of the brunet's flushed expression flashed through his mind, enjoying the delight of such a sight. It was amusing, very amusing. And cute, too. Shaking his head, Reborn quickly set about to gather his clothes, observing the room now that he was at a different height. Everything looked so different now that he was looking down instead of the opposite. Pulling his clothes on, he organized everything neatly and straightened his fedora to make it sit perfectly upon his head with his hair tucked underneath.

Smirking as he glanced into the mirror, he nodded. "Perfect as usual." Now he only had to wait for Tsuna to slip out of the bathroom and by the sounds of the shower going on, it wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Still, he was tempted to actually sneak into the bathroom and mess with the brunet. Perhaps get another round? It was too bad he didn't remember anything of last night. He wished he had. He had no doubt felt that it must have been a great time, considering he could still feel the after ache of his muscles.

Huffing in disappointment, he glanced towards the bedroom door and made his way out, wanting to see if he could explore the place further than when he was a child. With his new height, he could reach and see things he couldn't before and with Tsuna currently occupied, he knew he wouldn't be bothered for at least twenty minutes. Smirking, he slipped towards the one room he never really bothered with when he was in his child form. It was the office and though he generally honored Tsuna's need of privacy for all he had done for him, there was a point where Reborn wouldn't allow it. He liked to know every little secret about the people he met had, nothing remained hidden from him. The hitman didn't want anything to come back and haunt him later on. Considering his lifestyle, he needed to know if the person he was planning on getting closer to would kill or betray him in the end.

Humming gently, he calculated the total amount of time he had before Tsuna would be out of the shower. He had plenty of time, more than enough to uncover whatever he needed. As he slipped through the various locks on Tsuna's office door, he chuckled at how simple they were. Despite them being tougher than the usual ones on the market (and a few he didn't recognize at all), they were nothing when faced with his professional skills. This was child's play, literally, and within seconds, they were all undone. The door clicked as the main lock was finally undone and he swung the frame open slightly. His eyes peeked inside, observing the area for anything that might look out of place or for any cameras. Nothing. Slipping inside the room, he left the door slightly ajar so that he could hear any oddities outside. There would be no one else coming in and if someone did, he would hear and be prepared to cover his situation.

Sliding around the desk, he gave a small curse under his breath as he eyed the various locks that adorned the drawer, knowing that this was just wasting time, and began picking them apart within seconds. As he opened the drawers, Reborn took a moment to glance over the top of the desk curiously, wondering what exactly Tsuna had been doing in these quarters. It was strange, but he could tell that it was some sort of business transaction between multiple companies. The types of layering of the documents made that clear, but there were no identifying names he recognized and he had never been one to let something remain hidden from him. Turning his attention back to the drawer, he fingered the various forms within, curiosity getting the better of him as he glanced over the names. He picked up a few to get a closer look, narrowing his eyes as he read over the passages.

"Hmm? Are these?" Vongola. They were forms from Vongola. Vongola, of all places. Reborn 'tched' as he shuffled through the rest of the sheets before moving onto another drawer, looks like Tsuna belonged to the strongest mafia in the world. He hadn't expected that honestly, but he should have seen it coming. No one would have this much money and such a luxurious manor bogged down with such heavy security otherwise. It just wasn't possible and those suits Tsuna wore were almost as expensive as his own. However, being in Vongola didn't bother him much, he knew how to face those men down and it wouldn't be the first time. A small little detail he really needed to know was how high up this little brunet was. "What is your rank, Tsuna..."

He continued to go through the various drawers, searching out for something that would give him a clue. Reborn was tempted for a moment to turn on the computer to see if he had any better luck. That was until he found one that stated the obvious at the very bottom, the very signature he had only seen twice.

"Vongola Decimo."

Reborn ground his teeth together and hissed. "Well, shit."

Kinda short and I know it was somewhat quick to the main meeting. I was hoping to prolong this into more chapters in-between, but I really needed to start finishing up stories before I move onto another series.