Tsuna walked briskly past the kitchen and out through the door. He sighed as he sat down on the porch, bringing his knees to his chest. He felt bad for refusing Mukuro so coldly, but he had put it the best way he could. Looking up to the sky, Tsuna noticed that it was twilight. Only a few stars were visible.

He sat thinking. Did he really like Mukuro? It seemed as though he knew he did, he just wasn't ready to admit it... to himself, let alone, anyone else. But, if his first kiss was a guy... That would make him officially gay, wouldn't it? Tsuna didn't know if he was ready to embrace the idea...

Just then, Mukuro opened the door.

"Sorry if I'm interrupting anything," he apologized. "But Chrome and the others wanted to know if you would join us for the sleepover."

"Um, Mukuro..." Tsuna began. Mukuro walked over to sit in front of him.

"I know it wasn't right for me to ask something like that of you so suddenly," Mukuro admitted, referring to earlier.

"No, don't apologize," Tsuna said. "It was wrong of me to look in your diary. It's okay if you're mad at me."

"I'm not mad, Tsuna. It's okay." Mukuro them got a small smirk. "By the way, I can see your panties when you sit like that."

"Ack!" Tsuna blushed, closing his legs. Mukuro chuckled.

"Come on," he said, standing up and extending a hand towards the brunet. Still embarrassed, Tsuna took the boy's hand and let him lead him into the house.

"So you're going to join us?" Chikusa asked, cocking his eyebrow. Chrome just smiled and Ken turned away. Ignoring them all, Mukuro paraded toward the TV and popped a DVD into it.

"I hope everyone likes horror films," he announced, sitting down on the love seat next to the couch that Ken, Chikusa, and Chrome were seated on. Tsuna stood awkwardly by the coffee table.

"Come sit by me," Mukuro told Tsuna, Patting the seat next to him. "I'll keep you safe during the movie."

"O-okay..." Tsuna said, doing as instructed. Mukuro sneaked his arm around the Vongola's shoulders as the movie began to play.

Thirty minutes passed and nothing scary seemed to happen; Tsuna was relieved, for he wasn't all that wild about horror films.

"Ah!" Chrome began to yelp, but was interrupted by Tsuna's much louder scream. The heroine of the story had just had her head lopped off by a cheese grater. Mukuro's arm slid from Tsuna's shoulder's to the boy's waist; this made Tsuna give out another yell.

"Shh, Tsuna," Mukuro whispered delicately in the brunet's ear. "I promise you can scream all you want tonight, okay?" Tsuna gulped.

"E-Eh?" he questioned, his face turning bright red. Mukuro leaned over and kissed Tsuna on the forehead, chuckling.

"Just kidding," he said. Not entirely convinced, the smaller boy turned back to the movie. Every time it got intense, he would just shut his eyes. The thing that worried him the most, however, was that every time he looked over at Mukuro, the raven-haired man's eyes were fixated upon him.

At one point during the climax of the movie, Mukuro entwined Tsuna's hand in his own. Not being able to help himself, Tsuna had nestled his head into the crook of Mukuro's shoulder and eventually ended up cuddling with the older boy; he had no intention of turning away.

Tsuna's eyes snapped open as Mukuro removed his arm from his waist and stood up; the Vongola sat up and began rubbing his eyes once he noticed that the lights were back on. Then, they flickered; afterwards, they were off again.

"Power surge," Tsuna heard Chikusa say.

"Is there an electrical storm or something?"

"I don't-" Just then, a huge rumble of thunder cut off whoever was speaking.

"Sounds like it," they resumed.

"Tsuna, where are you?" Tsuna knew Mukuro had just spoken. Suddenly, a dim light was lit. Chrome was holding a lighter; Tsuna saw that Mukuro was next to him.

"Let's just try and get some sleep," the pineapple haired man instructed. "At least, until the power comes back on."

"Okay, then," Tsuna agreed. "I didn't bring a sleeping bag, though..."

"That's okay," Mukuro cut in. "My bed is big enough for the both of us." At this, Tsuna's face pinkened a shade.

They marched over to Mukuro's room; Chrome, Chikusa, and Ken were arranging a large pile of blankets and pillows to sleep on.

"Well, what do you guys wanna do first?" Ken asked, looking around.

"Why don't we play Truth or Dare?" Chrome suggested. All heads nodded in agreement, except for Tsuna's.

"Then it's settled!" Mukuro proclaimed. "Who wants to go first?" There was an awkward pause, as nobody offered to go. "Fine then! Tsuna, truth or dare?"

Tsuna was horrified. "D-dare, I guess," he said. Mukuro smirked.

"I dare you.. to stay up as longs as you can," he challenged.

"I'll try, Mukuro. I guess it's my turn, then." Tsuna looked around for a willing victim. "Chikusa," he said, his eyes resting on the pom pom headed man. "Truth... or dare?"

Chikusa didn't seem the least bit intimidated. "Truth," he sighed.

"Okay then. Do you find your mossa hat fashionable?"

"Of course I do. Why else would I wear it?" At this, a chorus of stifled laughter arose from around him. Frowning, Chikusa folded his arms across his chest. He glared at Ken, who was laughing the loudest.

"Ken... truth or dare?" he asked, his left eye twitching.

"Dare!" Ken exclaimed, not intimidated at all.

"I dare you to kiss Chrome." All fell silent. Then, laughter ensued... from Chikusa.

"Fine!" Ken declared, squishing Chrome's face in between his fingers. Before Chrome could protest, he pressed his lips to hers for a split second, then tore away. He smiled triumphantly; Chikusa's smirk faded. Chrome looked deeply disturbed, and Tsuna's blush had returned. Mukuro seemed indifferent.

"This game is lame," Ken spat at Chrome, who had suggested it. "Let's play something else."

"How about seven minutes in heaven?" Tsuna said. He then covered his mouth with his hand; why did he say that aloud?

"Great idea," Chikusa said, smirking. Chrome looked worried.

"Boss, you go first," Ken said, turning to Mukuro. "Who do you want to go in with you?" Tsuna gulped and looked over awkwardly at the dark haired man.

"Chrome," Mukuro replied. Tsuna felt his heart cave in.

"Huh?" he said aloud. Mukuro froze and turned towards him.

"What is it, Tsuna?" he asked, false confusion in his voice. Tsuna blushed and, deciding to ignore everyone around him, responded with, "I wanted to go in with you." Mukuro's eyes flashed as he grabbed the Vongola's hand and stood up, walking toward the closet door on the far left of his room.

"Sorry, Chrome, but he's a guest... and our boss," Mukuro apologized, waving as he shut the closet door behind him.

"Su-spi-cious," Ken said in a sing-song voice, taking a sip of the soda can he pulled out from under Mukuro's bed. He looked at his watch. "We'll tell them to get out at 9:48."

A/N: Chapter three is now up. "Verità o Sfida?" is Italian for "Truth of Dare." Please review.