Disclaimer: I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

Warning: AU/Unbeta'ed/Violence

Rating: T

Genres: Romance/Crime/Humor (with crackish elements but not crack)

Summary: Set between 8YL and TYL following the end of the manga (can be considered in the same verse as Slip and Unspoken message but no idea when). Tsuna managed to get kidnapped. Reborn is not impressed.

A/N: Another try with fluff and humor. Hey, I can't control how the ideas pop in my mind. Yes, I had no idea for the title so I write the first thing that came to mind. Hope you'll enjoy!

When Tsuna woke up, he knew that his habitual agitated day had turned into a bad day.

The explosion of pain when he sluggishly opened his eyes was a good sign of it. The constant pounding in his head was also another good one. Without even mentioning the fact that his arms and legs were obviously restrained by Flames-suppressing handcuffs. Which meant that if he didn't get out of them, his current mildly annoying headache would end up turning into a mind-blowing one, as well as infuriating his Flames which clearly did not like being bound. It was quite understandable since they had been Sealed for almost ten years before Reborn crashed into his life and strove to free them.

Shit. Reborn was so going to kill him. After finally being able to free some time and booked a restaurant to spend a quiet dinner together, Tsuna just had to get kidnapped. And therefore, he had spoilt the entire evening and night.

Because yes, that was what had happened. Tsuna didn't really remember exactly how it had happened but judging by the obvious fact that he was restrained and guarded in a room that he didn't recognize, with a headache complicating his thought process and his Hyper Intuition chiding him, he knew that he had managed to get into another mess –again. Worst, he was alone and his Flames weren't of any help for the moment. He also didn't know how long he was out since the room –cell in fact, now that he was forcing himself to look around– didn't have any windows to allow him to calculate how many hours had passed since his abduction. Tsuna had no doubt that his Family was already kind of panicking, organizing a search to find him while trying to suppress their concern, worry, anger and urge to destroy which would without any doubt affect their effectiveness.

Yeah, Reborn would definitely not be pleased.

Speaking of the hitman, Tsuna should really try to get out of here, wherever this 'here' was. Thanks to his sadistic tutor, even without his Flames, he was far from helpless. First, he needed to collect information.

Lifting his head up, he glanced around. The room was small and void of anything, except the metallic chair he was on. In fact, the walls and the floor gave an impression of metal and sterility because of the dominant shade of white and silver. As stated before, there wasn't any window. A cliché light bulb was hanging from the ceiling, doing a poor job of lightning the cell. He shifted slightly and to his disappointment he found that he was firmly kept tied, his shoulders already starting to protest and his ankles would probably start to bruise soon. Apart from the fact that his movements were severely limited, he couldn't look at his watch to check how long he was there. Tilting his head to the side, he stared at his guard without trying to be discreet. It was obvious that a prisoner would gauge his environment upon waking up, so why should he bother? Said guard was leaning against the only door, watching him impassively. Despite his black and comfortable clothes, Tsuna could discern the outlines of a bullet-proof vest beneath.

Tsuna knew that he had quite the reputation of possessing dangerous skills and Flames but sending a guard with a bullet-proof vest to watch someone disarmed and Flames-restrained? It was a flattering but exaggerated reaction. It also didn't help him to find a way to escape.

Tsuna had always been thankful for the purity of his Flames in such cases. While restraining them brought aches and unbearable headaches at best, he could use them without forcing them to manifest. In other words, he could easily let his Hyper Intuition took over, sharpening all of his senses. That was why the weak light coming from the lonely bulb wasn't preventing him from observing carefully his companion. It was also the reason he wasn't surprised when said guy stepped aside, letting another man enter in the room.

The bulb chose this moment to flicker out with a distinctive sound, plunging the room in complete darkness. Tsuna briefly wondered if the man had worked on his timing to offer quite a dramatic entrance. If his hands were free, he would have clapped. Instead, he settled for rolling his eyes. Light came back and suddenly, the man was in front of him, two bodyguards two steps behind him. It would have been startling if Tsuna hadn't heard them approach. He carefully put on a blank mask on his face. He didn't know who had managed to kidnap him. He didn't even remember how it had happened. He knew however that his identity was clear for absolutely everyone in the room, as cried the absence of his Vongola ring. He also didn't have his shoes or his jacket now that he thought about it.

Reborn would probably expect him to act dignified at least. He would probably also expect him to get free at the exact moment he had woken up and to escape, smashing some skulls on his way out. Well, Tsuna could do the first. The second, though, was slightly more difficult to do.

"Hello, Vongola Decimo." The man greeted him with a pleasant voice, as if they had just met in a hallway, waiting for some friends of theirs while carrying a pointless conversation as they had little else to do.

Tsuna thought briefly if he should give the silent treatment. Deeming it childish and uncalled for, he decided against it.

"Hello." He replied in kind, though he didn't add any name.

He didn't know it after all.

"I'm Don Panino." The man supplied with the same tone of voice.

"Nice to meet you." Tsuna said without missing a beat, his polite smile unwavering, an automatic reaction he adopted each time he confronted something unexpected.

Hearing someone present himself as Mr. Sandwich could be quite surprising. Don Panino seemed to be pleased when he noticed his total lack of reaction.

God. If Tsuna thought too much about his name, he wouldn't be able to keep out his hysterical giggles. The sudden thought that he had been abducted by a sandwich almost made him crack right there and then.

To prevent himself from breaking his composure, he turned his attention to the two bodyguards behind the Don. He blinked when he recognized one of them as being one of the numerous guards of the estate. What was it name? The two of them had talked on some occasions, but not much. If Tsuna recalled correctly, the man had introduced himself as Vitto.

One of his lower eyelids twitched when he suddenly remembered that the word vitto meant food. The guy had bluntly told him of his association with his boss, Don Panino, at their first meeting and Tsuna hadn't even picked up on it. Granted, the Panino Family wasn't well-known and quite small, but he could already hear Reborn telling him that he should have known anyway. Tsuna would probably felt a bit offended if the situation wasn't so funny.

"I see that the Don of the most prestigious Family lives up to his reputation." Don Panino was praising him, forcing Tsuna to get his attention back on him. "You've instantly recognized the mole I've sent to your nest despite his low position in the estate."

"I keep track of every member of my Family." Tsuna easily replied. "They're under my protection, after all."

Don Panino nodded appraisingly. "That's very noble of you. Judging by your total lack of reaction upon hearing my name, you either have already heard of my Family or you are one who never underestimates enemies. In the last case, it is a proof of intelligence."

Tsuna's smile widened a touch. "Thank you. My tutor will probably be pleased to know how high you think of me."

"My men weren't lying when they described you as a humble man." The Don mused out loud, sharp eyes observing him.

Tsuna briefly narrowed his eyes, hearing the plural. He had half-expected it, knowing that to carry off a Don's successful and effective abduction would at least need a group of coordinated and competent people. However, the sentence implied surveillance so there was probably more than one mole. Inwardly sighing, Tsuna made a mental note to clean house as soon as he was back. He loathed the idea of traitors among his people, plotting the demise of anyone under his protection. It was simply unacceptable.

"You are quite calm, Don Vongola." Don Panino remarked, displeasure clear in his voice.

Tsuna didn't need his Hyper Intuition's warning to know that the pleasantries had ended. If he weren't careful, his kidnapping would turn unpleasant quickly. The Don expected him to be worried or at least, nervous. Tsuna should be, really, but he wasn't.

"You know, I was on my way to meet my lover when your men abducted me." He informed the other in a casual tone, rolling his shoulders in hope to ease them a bit and making them crack. "I don't know how long I've been kept here but I know that everyone has been looking for me the moment I didn't show up."

Vitto paled and fought the urge to get closer to his boss, as if to protect him at any given moment. His colleague shot him a curious look, raising an eyebrow. Tsuna was tied up with Flames-suppressing handcuffs on a chair, being rather compliant. He was no threat at the moment.

"Ah." Don Panino nodded with an understanding expression. "I shouldn't be surprised that you think that your Guardians will find you quickly."

"In fact, I wasn't thinking about them." Tsuna corrected him gently. "While I know that they are doing everything they can to discover my location, they won't be the first to burst in here."

"Boss." Vitto spoke up nervously. "I think–"

Tsuna's Flames which had been seething under his skin since he had woken up earlier suddenly settled down, purring.

"Sorry." He apologized with a sympathetic grimace, interrupting whatever the man wanted to say.

An explosion above their heads startled Don Panino and his men. On a signal given by their boss, both the guard and the other bodyguard left the cell.

"He's here." Tsuna whispered, shifting in his chair to find a more comfortable position.

"Who?" Don Panino asked sharply, his hand reaching for his phone without even thinking about it.

"You already know, don't you, Vitto?"

Said man started, sending him a frightened look. Tsuna didn't pay any attention to him, debating with himself if he should take advantage of the situation to try to break free. He would need to break a few of his bones but well, he had worse injuries. Was it worth it though? Waiting or freeing himself now would end up with the same result.

"Who?" Don Panino repeated, this time looking at Vitto.

"Reborn."

The Don swore viciously, swiftly opening his phone to bark orders in it. Tsuna didn't try to stop him, knowing that it was pointless. Without seeming to do it, he was straining his ears to listen to the noises above them. He heard mostly shouts and guns firing deadly bullets, with some explosions in the mix, but he wasn't worried. When the chaos got closer, Tsuna decided that he should get out of there. For everyone's sakes, he needed to show up as soon as possible.

Masking a wince, Tsuna felt his hand go limp. Shifting, he pulled it out of the handcuffs. His Flames sang in his veins, eagerly plunging into the breach he had created. With a relieved sigh that startled Don Panino and Vitto, Tsuna let his Flames flare brightly and heatedly. He still terribly ached and his head was pulsing but he ignored it and rolled away from the two men, knocking the chair over.

"Flames?" The Don gasped, hand still clutching his phone while the other had instinctively grabbed his gun. "It shouldn't be possible!"

Tsuna slightly relaxed, even though his Flames could only appear on his left and broken hand. It was only a matter of minutes before they overpowered the handcuffs hanging anyway, judging by how quickly the metal was heating up.

"I'm Vongola." He reminded them flatly, as if it explained everything, earning an incredulous look from the Don.

Vitto had already activated his Lightning Flames but he looked incredibly unsure. His body language was practically screaming how much he wanted to get his boss out of the cell and far away from Tsuna and more importantly, far (far) away from Reborn. He stayed put though, staring intently at the other two men.

"You should go." Tsuna suggested, knowing that he would be able to find them again if he wanted to, once back at the estate. "I'll be fine on my own."

Color crept on Don Panino's cheeks as he realized that he was basically being dismissed by his prisoner. He was opening his mouth to retort when a sizzling sound interrupted him, followed by a soft click as the handcuff fell on the floor. Tsuna raised his hands, looking at the burns on his wrists, caused by the very same Flames merrily dancing on his arms. The Don shut his mouth, taking several steps back away from him. To his knowledge, it was impossible for Flames to melt Flames suppressing or restraining-manacles. Fear crawled into his eyes, wondering how he could have believed even for one moment that he would have been able to contain such a force. Tsuna lowered his hands, resolutely ignoring the hissing coming from the restraints at his ankles and the resulting pain.

"Don Panino, know that you're lucky that you haven't harmed me in any way." Tsuna stated evenly, his honey eyes never leaving the Don's ones. "I'm going to offer you a chance to make amends. Don't disappoint me or you won't like the consequences."

Vitto grabbed his boss's arm, already dragging him away. The Don felt his phone drop on the ground at the exact moment silence suddenly fell above them, distinctly hearing the handcuffs clicked weakly on the ground. Tsuna tilted his head, seemingly listening to noises none of them could hear.

"Hurry up, Vitto."

The man obeyed Tsuna's order without even thinking, leading a shocked Don outside.

Tsuna stared absently at his humming Flames, still dancing around his limbs. He was reluctant to make them vanish, actually enjoying observing them moving. No, he wasn't stalling the inevitable confrontation with an annoyed Reborn. The hitman was probably closing on him as he thought and vaguely wondered if Don Panino and Vitto had managed to escape the ex-Arcobaleno's wrath. His Hyper Intuition curled in the back of his mind, settling into a more dormant status. That clearly meant that Tsuna was safe.

He waited for a few minutes but as the silence stretched and no one appeared, Tsuna knew that he had to move. If Reborn wasn't coming down, then he was expecting him to come to him instead. He didn't pay any attention to his environment as he climbed up the stairs, absently registering the chaos and destruction as well as unconscious –or dead, he didn't stop to check– bodies on the ground. As he reached a rather large room with a completely blasted wall letting the dying rays of a setting sun coming in, Tsuna instantly noticed Reborn. The hitman stood as neat as ever among the debris, looking bored. Anyone else would have thought it was indeed the case. Tsuna however could decipher the underlying tension in the muscles and the sheer displeasure in the way he held himself. Taking a deep and silent breath, Tsuna stepped further inside.

"You got kidnapped."

Reborn's voice cracked like a whip in the silence, anger wrapping his words.

"Sorry." Tsuna apologized softly, twitching instinctively at the tone. "I didn't expect to have moles who had escaped from the last time we cleaned house."

Dark eyes narrowed beneath a fedora, glaring furiously at him.

"You let them escape."

The offended and predatory fury behind these four words made Tsuna shiver. He didn't flinch nor did he step back, knowing that it would hurt the hitman more than anything else. He had always known of this darkest side of Reborn. He had always known that Reborn was possessive and protective for those he had come to care. When he fell in love, essentially, his feelings stayed the same but gained in intensity, bordering obsession. He couldn't control it since it was both a result of his abused Flames and of his hard and lonely life. Ironically, being turned into an Arcobaleno had been as beneficial as detrimental. His Flames still suffered from the curse but he had gained a family he probably wouldn't have found otherwise. Of course, Reborn was someone who held tight whatever or whoever he considered his, viciously crushing any threats. His reactions weren't always that extreme –except when it concerned Tsuna.

As his Sky and lover, Tsuna was certainly the most important person for Reborn, including the man himself. There was no doubt that the hitman would rather kill everyone, destroy everything and even offer his own life to save Tsuna. It was typical Reborn reaction: he just didn't do anything in halves, including falling in love. Thankfully, he taught Tsuna how to fight, to survive, to put down an enemy, to gain allies, anything he knew basically, so he knew that his lover was more than capable. It didn't prevent him from striking when he deemed it necessary.

Tsuna could easily imagine how Reborn felt when he had failed to show up on time and hadn't contacted him. He didn't need to feel the distress and sheer furor, mixed with a lingering despair coming from his deepest fears born in the darkest hours of his past, of Reborn's Sun Flames to know. So he slowly walked to Reborn, letting his gaze examine him. He ignored the tightening of jaws when his burns, aches and broken fingers were noticed, carefully avoiding anything that might hurt him. His Sky Flames thrummed comfortingly, reaching for Reborn's without any input from Tsuna. He stopped just in front of Reborn, their chests brushing at their every breath. Tilting his head up, he reached carefully, letting Reborn decide to step back or to let him, and gently stroked his lover's cheek. To his relief, Reborn let him but didn't lean in the caress –not yet.

"I'm fine." Tsuna stated firmly instead of answering to the previous accusation.

Reborn scoffed and gave him a pointed look.

"They didn't hurt me." Tsuna insisted, giving a half-truth, mentally excluding the harmful side-effects of the handcuffs.

"They kidnapped you. That's enough of a reason for me."

"I know." Tsuna quietly replied, suppressing a grimace for his next words. "I gave them a second chance."

Reborn stiffened visibly, his body going rigid. "Why would you do that?" He all but growled, displeased. "They didn't take you to chat over a cup of tea. That was very foolish of you."

"You single-handedly defeated almost all of them." Tsuna reminded him with a quirked eyebrow. "At this point, they would be the stupid ones if they attempt anything. Besides, I think we've completely terrified them. I doubt they'll try anything now."

Reborn's sharp eyes lit up with a calculating glint, already knowing why people feared him. He didn't take long to guess Tsuna's part. His face briefly blanked as he focused on their humming Flames. He picked up on the strain still echoing in his Sky's ones, though it was quickly vanishing. Tsuna couldn't help but marvel at his skill, knowing that very few people could feel and analyze Flames like this, and those who could were generally Rains, Mists or Skies.

"They restrained you with Flames-suppressing manacles." Reborn plainly said. "And you dare tell me that you're fine?"

Tsuna shifted a bit but didn't show any other sign of discomfort. Instead, he cupped his lover's face to meet resolutely his dark eyes. Reborn instinctively put his hands in his waist, keeping him close.

"Yes, I am." Tsuna asserted firmly before letting a soft smile curve his lips. "Especially now that you're here."

It was horribly clichéd but it worked. Reborn rolled his eyes with another scoff but slightly relaxed. Tsuna grinned triumphantly, positively beaming, and absently moved his hand to his lover's shoulder, letting the other hang limply. His head then fell on the clothed chest in front of him, feeling suddenly tired. Reborn was far from being completely appeased yet he sighed and tightened his grip. He always felt better when Tsuna was in his arms. He still kept an eye out, aware that they were still in enemy territory.

Still leaning on Reborn, Tsuna tilted his head to the side, feeling a familiar pulse coming from one of his lover's pocket. His uninjured hand slid down the chest, making the hitman pleasantly shiver. His fingers delicately slipped further, reaching for the inside of the jacket. Distinctly aware of the effects of his movements, Tsuna slowly took back his rings and put them on. His hand then backtracked, lazily following the same path but instead of staying on the nape of his neck, it went higher and loosely gripped some dark hair.

Tsuna lifted his head up, feeling his mouth quirk into a coy smile, and met Reborn's slightly dilated eyes. Reborn leaned in, stopping only a few inches before their lips could meet.

"You owe me more than a date, Tsuna." He whispered and smirked when his lover's breathing hitched, catching on.

"Shouldn't we get back to the estate?" Tsuna asked, vaguely guilty. "They must be worried."

"They'll be fine." Reborn slightly backed off, prompting a barely contained whine from his Sky that made his smirk widen.

They shifted, opting for holding hands but keeping close to each other. Reborn flicked his fedora up, sending a mischievous and hungry glance at Tsuna.

"I don't plan on releasing you tonight, Tsuna." He warned him, already guiding him towards the destroyed wall.

"I'm all yours." Tsuna answered him, following his lover into the darkness of the moonless night.

A/N: Abrupt ending, isn't it? I feared so.

I had to add a touch of seriousness in there, of course. I have to wonder if I would be able to write crack if I tried. Well, I figured that I should write something light after Identity(ies).

Speaking of Identity(ies), I had written it with the intention to let you, readers, decide the ending you prefer (will they live happily ever after? Will they meet tragedy? Ans so on and so forth). Adding a second part would set to stone an ending over others and I hadn't planned to do that. Thus, I don't think I'll add another part –for now, at least.

Thanks for reading and don't hesitate to point out any mistakes!

See you next time~