23. Trial and Error

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Tsuna knew he lived up to his nickname, No Good Tsuna.

He knew he did in the most unwanted situations most of the time.

But did it really have to be so very no good with his first kiss with Yamamoto?

It was embarrassing, he would muse later on. Tsuna had been anticipating their first kiss since he realized that Kyoko-chan was still so very attractive but was no longer appealing as a girlfriend. He started wanting that kiss when he realized he thought Yamamoto was much more attractive than Kyoko and he when starting wondering what it'd be like to date him.

Tsuna almost had a heart attack when Yamamoto told him he wanted to go steady with him. Heck, he even fainted after that confession.

And they had been going steady indeed. It was only holding hands, holding bodies close, and light kisses on the cheeks.

On their tenth date on an outing through Namimori, as they took a break in the park, Yamamoto instigated the first movements for their first kiss. A longing stare, a needy whisper of his name, wanting eyes flickering towards Tsuna's lips, cheeks tinted a gentle red-

Yamamoto leaned in and Tsuna knew this was it.

Now Tsuna had been having doubts about his relationship, like any devoted person would. Tsuna knew Yamamoto could do better than No Good Tsuna, should have, but Yamamoto chose him and Tsuna wanted to prove him that he was worthy of being in a relationship with him.

By being a good kisser, Tsuna decided, would definitely prove that to him and himself.

Tsuna moved to meet Yamamoto halfway…a little too quickly. The end result: they bumped noses rather harshly.

Hope wasn't lost; while Tsuna had tried to laugh it off, Tsuna's laughing face stirred up Yamamoto's want again and moved in closer to Tsuna again.

Tsuna turned at the last moment to nurse his nose easier. Yamamoto kissed his cheek.

They both stared each other, Tsuna surprised at Yamamoto's sudden move, Yamamoto in embarrassment. Tsuna then realized something, staring at Yamamoto face as a huge blush spread from cheek to cheek.

Yamamoto was probably as nervous as he was. Yamamoto probably wanted this as much as he did.

Tsuna face burned at the thought, but he leaned in for the third try at his first kiss. They say third time's the charm anyway.

Tsuna half made it; his lips just brushed along Yamamoto's bottom lip, too low to touch both lips like he wanted, too light for the full contact.

Tsuna cursed his no good tendencies inwardly and began to pull away, but Yamamoto made a noise, a noise of protest that sparked something in Tsuna's stomach and Yamamoto's hand was at the base of Tsuna skull stopping his recession faster than Tsuna knew and Yamamoto 's mouth moved-

Yamamoto pushed their lips together so hard, their teeth clacked together.

Tsuna yelped painfully, though it was muffled, and tried to move back instinctively to soothe his throbbing teeth. Yamamoto made another muffled noise, his hand wouldn't budge and Tsuna once again realized something looking at his face, eyes scrunched tight and brows knitted down and a huge red blush staining his cheeks.

Yamamoto probably wanted this to be as good for Tsuna as he did for Yamamoto. Yamamoto probably was treating this kiss like a lifeline, as if he were to die if he didn't get this right.

Tsuna smiled. Then he'll make sure to kiss Yamamoto with his Dying Will.

And as if that was a trigger, a buzz in his head whispered encouragingly and Tsuna tilted his head and…

Tsuna could have sworn sparks flew, as feminine of an expression that is.

It was as if something snapped; Yamamoto moaned, Yamamoto's lips moved, Tsuna's lips responded in sync, Tsuna gripped Yamamoto's shirt like it was the only thing from losing himself, and the passion escalated, and escalated, rose, heightened until their lungs were burning as hot their passion.

Their lips parted with a loud gasp from both persons, chests heaving and almost touching for every intake of breath. They stared at each other, eyes wide and irides clouded in pleasure. Simultaneously, a coy smile spread Tsuna's kiss-bruised lips and a grin broke out on Yamamoto's equally bruised ones.

"Took a few times, huh?" Yamamoto chuckled breathlessly.

"At least we got it," Tsuna laughed just as airily.

And it was perfect, even with the stumbles before it.