Tsuna stepped off before Reborn, immediately scanning the airport and committing the layout to memory. Several seconds later, Tsuna was once again walking down the stairway to the ground. Reborn quickly followed, unsurprised at the other's actions. It was normal in their line of work.
Cheerfully, the brunette stepped to the side, his small suitcase held by his left hand, gesturing for Reborn to lead with his right. Sighing softly, the raven cracked a smile, and disappeared. Tsuna pouted, but it soon turned into a grin, as he too vanished. The poor attendants on the plane and bystanders in the airport were left forgotten and confused.
The 28 year old easily caught the other's scent. It was a subtly applied cologne, but couldn't escape Tsuna's sharp senses. Both maneuvered through the rafters, effortlessly sprinting in their black suits. The brunette had changed from his outfit at the store into his usual formal wear; A simple three piece black suit with orange pinstripes, a white undershirt, and a grey waistcoat.
Their small game of chase lasted not even five minutes, as they exited the airport and hopped across the town called Namimori. Although the adrenaline pumping through his brain didn't allow for much sight seeing, he was quick to notice that despite being such a peaceful village, large quantities of residual fiamma volts painted the scenery.
Seemingly too quickly, Reborn stopped, with Tsuna just nearly touching his fedora.
"You lost," the raven declared, smirking. The other hitman sighed, wearing an amused smile. He then turned to inspect where they had halted. It was normal sized house with a red roof and small lawn, and yet it buzzed with flames of all attributes. A cheerful woman with short brown hair hung shirts on the line. Still, the clothing bore the unmistakable scent of blood, a remnant of a past battle.
Tsuna's mood darkened, but was so miniscule, Reborn barely caught it. The glint in his eyes that conveyed despair.
It vanished just as quickly as it appeared, and Tsuna unhesitantly called to the woman. "What a beautiful morning, yes?" The civilian gasped, embarrassed she hadn't noticed the other's presence. Seeing him to be in Reborn's company, she soon relaxed. With a motherly smile, she offered 'Reborn's Friend' a snack.
Tsuna gratefully accepted.
As the woman, whom she introduced herself as Nana, bustled off to the kitchen through the paper screens, Reborn walked over to the front door, opening it invitingly. Tsuna strode in, observing the home's interior. Hardwood flooring, a staircase to the right, narrow hallway in front, and the kitchen area a little ways left.
Reborn started up the stairs, before he told Nana, "We'll be in Baka-Yasu's room." Tsuna chuckled at the name, following the other to the second floor. There were four bedrooms and a bathroom, all of which occupied. Going by scent, Tsuna guessed the ones to the left belonged to females, with the last one Nana's. To the right were the males'.
Reborn quietly glided to the last room on the right, kicking the obviously abused door open. The room was a mess, with manga, litter, stray test sheets (which Tsuna would say were quite horrendously in the mid 50s), and clothing cluttered the floor. Reborn almost playfully leapt through the trash and onto the unmade bed.
Tsuna, sighing, looked distastefully at the room, and began collecting the dirty shirts and pants. The raven raised an eye. "I never got any information on you being so keen on cleanliness," Reborn confessed, casually slouching to rest his arms on his knees. The hitman's onyx eyes never left the other individual.
The brunette huffed, shaking his head. "I just don't like being so restricted," he explained, "It's uncomfortable." He stilled, visiting a place in his memories.
Reborn was quiet, debating the other's answer in the sudden silence. The absent brown eyes that stared at the ground were perturbing. He would have to find out more about that.
It didn't last long, Tsuna returning to neatening the disarrayed room.
It took him barely 5 minutes to place the clothes in the hamper, throw away random pieces of paper, and stack the crinkled school work that dotted the living space. Reborn sat peacefully, observing the other, only speaking again when Tsuna sat down next to him on his student's bed.
He knew that idiot wouldn't be able to maintain his room after an entire month.
"Do you even know what you signed up for?" Reborn asked, a ghost of a mocking smirk dancing around his face. The brunette scoffed, a sardonic smile gracing his own features.
"No."
The raven laughed at him, but it held mo malevolence. "Why, then, Tokugawa Tsunayoshi, are you here?" the question still plagued his mind, since he didn't accept that 'I like children' was his legitimate reason. People didn't travel hundreds of miles to a small town in Japan just because they 'like children'. Not anyone sane, or smart, for that matter.
Tsuna quirked an eyebrow, a grin playing on his lips. "Because I saw how happy you were."