"Ohmigod…" Tsuna thought aloud. "What am I going to do? This is going way too far…How am I going to go through with it?"

"I'll go next if you'd like, Boss," Chrome said, putting her hand on Tsuna's shoulder. Tsuna looked over at Mukuro, who was sitting on his bed with one leg crossed over the other and his hand over his mouth. He looked deep in thought.

"Yeah, thanks, Chrome," Tsuna replied, standing up and walking over to the bed.

"Mukuro-san," Tsuna started, sitting down next to him. "Are you tired or something? You look kinda out of it."

"Please. Just call me Mukuro," the dark-haired man said, letting Tsuna grab his hand. The two sat in silence, while Chrome red tabloid magazines on the opposite side of the room. From what Tsuna could tell, Ken and Chikusa were being eerily quiet. The brunet turned to the apathetic man beside him.

"Mukuro-" Tsuna started, but was cut off by, "Keep that away from me, Ken!"

"Don't tell me you're scared."

"I'm getting out."

"Good."

"I don't even want to know," Mukuro muttered, lying down on his bed. Chrome grabbed her towel and headed off towards the bathroom cautiously; she did not know what she would find in there.

"I'm warning you," Chikusa continued, slipping on a puddle of water and falling flat on his butt. "Keep that thing away from me!" Chrome entered the bathroom just in time to watch Ken advance towards the glasses man, a shaving razor held high above his head.

"Uh…yeah." Chikusa got up and stormed out of the bathroom, adjusting his towel. Ken followed shortly after, taking the razor with him. Chrome walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

"Ken? What are you doing with my good razor?" Mukuro questioned as the object the blonde was holding became fully realized.

"You shave?" Tsuna asked. "Where?"

"I, uh…" Mukuro began to answer, but was cut off by the sound of Chikusa screaming while Ken threatened him once again with the sharp shaving utensil.

"I hate you!" Chikusa yelled. "What did I ever do to you?" He fought back with a pair of rather large toenail clippers.

"Eek!" Chrome screamed from inside the bathroom. "There's a hairball in the drain!"

"Get it out, then," Ken retorted, backing away from Chikusa and the clippers. No more complaints were heard from Chrome.

"Yeah, Mukuro-sama, what do you shave?" Ken then asked, looking over at the Mist Guardian incredulously.

"I shave whatever needs shaving," was the earnest reply.

"I heard something strange from Ken," Chikusa then started, slipping on a large nightshirt over his nudity and picking up his towel; after a moment of hesitation, he chucked the waterlogged cloth at Ken.

"Don't pin anything on me!" Ken snarled, flinging the soaked towel back.

"I heard that Sawada and you were going out," the glasses wearing man concluded.

"You heard correctly," Mukuro responded, once again entwining his hand with Tsuna's. "Isn't that right, Tsunayoshi?"

"Y-yeah…" the brunet agreed, blushing. Tsuna's attention was then averted to Chrome who had stepped into the room; for the second time, he saw her in a towel.

"I used cold water, so there's hot water left for you and the Boss, Mukuro-sama," Chrome explained, walking towards Mukuro's door.

"Thanks," Mukuro said, standing. Tsuna's heart felt like a stone in his chest as the dark-haired man led him into the bathroom.

Tsuna tried not to watch as Mukuro stripped himself and walked into the shower, turning it on. A moment later, Mukuro peeked out from behind the curtain.

"Are you going to undress?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah," Tsuna replied. He began to pull his shirt over his head. He laid it next to Mukuro's pile of clothes that were hastily thrown into the sink and began to step out of his panties. He constantly looked over at the shower curtain to make sure Mukuro was spying on him. Breathing in, Tsuna entered the shower.

The water was hot; a bit too hot. He wasn't directly under the nozzle, but he could feel a spray of water coming off from Mukuro's head. Tsuna stood with his back to Mukuro, his face as red as it had ever been all night.

"Here's the shampoo," Mukuro said. Tsuna turned his head to take the bottle.

"Hiii!" the Vongola tenth exclaimed, tightly shutting his eyes. Mukuro had been fully facing him, therefore exposing himself.

"I'm sorry!" the brunet apologized, covering his eyes with his hands. Mukuro smirked and wrapped his arms around Tsuna's waist, pulling the smaller boy closer.

"Don't be embarrassed, Tsuna." the dark-haired man purred in the brunet's ear, his hands running over the plane of Tsuna's abdomen.

"E-eh, Mukuro…?" Tsuna started, but was at a loss for words when the older boy gripped Tsuna's shoulders firmly and turned him around to face him.

"I was right," Mukuro said, staring hungrily at the Vongola's figure. "Your body is lewd."

-

"Hey," Chikusa said. Chrome and Ken looked up. The three were sitting on the floor, waiting quietly.

"Who wants to go eavesdrop?"

"I'm in," Ken replied immediately.

"Me, too," Chrome added. The three walked over to the bathroom door and put their ears to the wall.

"Ah! Wh-where do you think you're touching, Mukuro!?" Tsuna's voice yelped. Chrome looked rather disturbed; Ken and Chikusa were paler than usual.

"Kufufu…do you not enjoy it, Tsuna?" came Mukuro's voice.

"I-It's not that, it's just- Ah! M-Mukuro!"

"Don't struggle so much, Tsuna. You can touch me if you like."

"I had no idea they were so close," Chrome admitted, her face very pink. Chikusa nodded in agreement. They all hushed, however; a gasp had just been conceived in the shower.

"Very bold, Tsunayoshi," Mukuro said in a surprised voice.

"No!" the brunet exclaimed, pushing Mukuro away. "This is too fast!"

"Please, Tsuna. All I did was tweak your nipple. Don't go acting like you're so innocent."

"Could you move? I need to rinse my conditioner," Tsuna asked. Mukuro and him traded places, but before Tsuna could rinse his hair, the dark-haired man caught his face in his hands. Before the Vongola could react, Mukuro crushed his lips to Tsuna's for a second time; the kiss was brief, however.

"Will you wait?" was Tsuna's angry reply. His mood changed from irritation to shock quickly. "Ack! The water's freezing!"

"I suppose we should get out," Mukuro said, opening the shower curtains as Tsuna awkwardly rinsed his hair. Tsuna grabbed Mukuro's hand and reclosed them before he could step out, however.

"Tsunayoshi…?" the dark haired man questioned, but Tsuna replied with, "Kiss me again." Mukuro was taken aback for a minute, but he soon obliged.

"How romantic," Chrome said, standing up as the bathroom door opened.

"We're done," Mukuro announced, a plush white towel hanging loosely around his waist. Thick steam paraded from the bathroom after him and Tsuna, but the steam could not match the thickness of the fog that Tsuna's head was in. But, despite, his shock, drowsiness overcame him and he yawned loudly.

"Are you tired, Tsuna?" Mukuro asked.

"Just a bit," Tsuna sighed, sitting down on the bed after changing back into his clothes, which would now have to suffice as pajamas. Mukuro did so as well, seeing as everybody else was in sleepwear. Chrome began to set up the sleeping bags as Tsuna dozed off in Mukuro's bed, not even bothering to put the covers over himself. Chrome lay in her sleeping bag between Ken and Chikusa. Everyone but Tsuna was awake.

"So…" Ken said, propping his head up in his hand. "Is anyone else…not tired?"

"It's like, 11:30," Chikusa said. "Of course nobody's tired."

"Actually…" Mukuro started, stretching. "I'm beat. See you guys in the morning." Chrome, Chikusa and Ken watched Mukuro in disbelief as he stood up and walked to Tsuna and his bed. Sure, he was usually the first of them to go to sleep, but that was around 2:00 am, not 11:30 pm.

"Don't be too loud, please," the dark-haired man continued. "You wouldn't want to wake Tsunayoshi." Grinning widely, Mukuro lifted the bed sheets and put them over both him and Tsuna, spooning the younger boy. The brunet merely grunted and snuggled his head further into his pillow.

"Mmm…Muku…ro…" he mumbled, shutting his eyes tightly A soft smile drifted over Mukuro's face; that smile immediately dissipated as Tsuna punched something in front of him in his sleep.

"Wh-what the hell?" Mukuro whispered, surprised. Ken and Chikusa stifled their sniggers.

"Guess he doesn't like you as much as you thought," Chikusa said, smirking.

"What is he dreaming about…?" Mukuro thought. Tsuna let out a small whimper in his sleep and turned to face Mukuro. Sighing, the older boy closed his eyes and went to sleep.

A/N: The next chapter is already on it's way. Bagno Insieme is Italian for Bathing Together. Please read and review.