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The room was in silence. Hibari Kyoya spoke a long sentence.

"I repeat. Tsunayoshi is MINE. That's first of all. Second. WHO opened the mail from that stupid Bronco?"

Most of the guardians were stupefied. Yamamoto was trying to hide his snickers. Mukuro was laughing out in the open , to great annoyance of the Skylark. Hayato was silently opening and closing his mouth, not being able to find what to say. Lambo was trying to press himself into the chair to become invisible. Ryohei was shouting.

"H-ha H-hi-bari-haha-san, I can't believe you had actually bought it! Ha-haha!' after a while Yamamoto couldn't help himself and had laughed straight to the Cloud's face. "It was just a bought vibrator!"

As Hibari had hear it his face heated and quickly got a deep red tint, that would have put to shame a red rose.

"I'LL BITE YOU TO DEATH!" Roared the mad Cloud as he lunged himself at the Rain with his tonfas in hands and spikes on the tips of the weapon. The Guardians who were sitting next to the baseball player quickly tried to get away from him, but the Rain calmly took out a small remote controller and with a simple press of a button he had activated the device that was still deep inside the Skylark at the maximum speed. That had immediately stopped the rampaging Guardian, making him stumble and fall on all four. The vicious demon, who was trying to ignore the device and to get up, was quickly turned into a moaning mess, as it rubbed itself right on the spot. After a few minutes after the forced stimulation the Cloud had a very violent orgasm, which had even included seizure like behavior of his whole body. It took him another few minutes to collect himself and to finally get up.

"I'll bite you to death. Later," murmured the Demon of Namimori as he quickly limped out of the room leaving three shocked Guardians, one guardian who was lying on the floor trying to stop laughing and one absolutely calm Guardian who was sporting a Cheshire-cat-like grin.

"What did you tell him?" requested the information Hayato as soon as he was sure that the former Prefect was far away from the door to the room.

"Only that it was a parcel from Dino and that he had to wear it constantly." Innocently answered him the Rain.

"Yamamoto, you EXTREMELY have the guts to joke with Hibari, to the EXTREME!"

"Haha, I guess."

"But what BOTH of you did is unacceptable! Especially that fight-maniac! HE TOOK JYUDAIME'S VIRGINITY! I'll settly for you now, baseball-freak!" Shouted Gokudera out of the blue and jumping on the table, as lit bombs appeared in his hands. "I will disintegrate you at this very moment, baseball-freak!"

"If you manage to catch me first, that is!" Yamamato was already out of the door making the Bomber follow him out of the room.

"Kufufu, that certainly was amusing. Now, while all the loud ones are out of here… Ryohei, how's my dear Tsunayoshi?" Mukuro after finally calming down had sat back down at his sit and rested his chin on one of the hands that he propped on the table.

"Sawada-kun, will be recovered. He doesn't really even need the Sun flames, only to heal his vocal cords, to the extreme," answered the boxer, for once not shouting.

"Kufufu, maybe I should have another go at him… That Skylark did take his virginity after all."

"Yare, yare… some of us still didn't have at least one rendezvous with Tsuna-nii, and this one wants to have a second one…" Lambo sagged down the chair, popping a grape candy into his mouth.

"Maybe the little cow wants to add something else?" warned the Illusionist the boy in cow-printed shirt, while rapidly changing the kanji in his right eye, not stopping on one, making the boy cry out in fright and get to the Sun guardian as fast as he could.

"Mukuro, stop this to the EXTREME. Sawada is still in the medical wing and stay there, until I can allow him to leave. As of now, not one of you can enter his room until farther notice, to the EXTREME."

With that said, the boxer with the child in his hands stood up and also left the room.

"Kufufu, I wonder how the things will go..."


"…na..ii… Tsu…nii"

First returned the sense of hearing. The beeps of the machinery was giving hints that he was now in the medical wing.

Then came the sense of smelling. It had only confirmed the hints as he could smell the anesthetics in the air.

Trying to open his eyes, was proved to be the most difficult, but the moment he did, the eye lids fell down. The light was indeed too bright, and the brunet had complied with his body. Before the eyes did close he managed to catch a glimpse of something black and curly.

"Lambo?" hoarsely asked they boy.

"Tsuna-nii! You are awake!" the young lightning guardian had jumped on his older brother, but was caught mid air by a bandaged hand.

"Lambo, don't jump on Sawada. He needs his time and extreme quiet to get better," reprimanded familiar voice.

"Onii-san?" the brunet asked to verify the identity of the other voice.

"EXTREMELY! Now, Sawada, you have to rest," shouted Ryohei, putting the Lightning Guardian down to the floor and taking out a small closed vial from a pocket in his lab coat. Breaking the head of the container the boxer quickly drawn the liquid into the syringe and ejected the liquid into the IV. In a minute quiet snores were heard from the wounded brunet, whose face had relaxed showing that the boy had indeed had fallen asleep.


*zzzzzzzaaaaaaaapppppp!*

"GAAAAAH!" The pain had shot from the pointing finger of the right hand and went up, straight to the left part side of his chest, making his body violently jerk, but because of the restraints that were tying him to the bed. His eyes had abruptly opened, with the pupil moving all around trying to find the source of the zapping that he had got.

*zzzzzzzaaaaaaaapppppp!*

"NGHAAAH!"

"Tsu~na-nii~!" A young voice had sung and into the brunet's sight came his youngest Guardian – Lambo. The boy had smiled and gently pulled the sheet that was covering Tsuna, exposing his body to the slightly warm air of the room. He was dressed only in pajamas pants, thus leaving his upper body completely uncovered, revealing the many scars that were littering it.

NO!NO! NO!NO! NO!NO! NO!NO! NO!NO! NO!NO! NO!NO! NO!

The Sky couldn't help himself, but to try and get away from the boy that he had, was, still considered his little brother, who also was his Lightning, but to no avail, as the restrains were still in place and painfully cut into his skin.

"Tsu~na-nii~, what is wrong?" genuinely worried, as the Hyper Intuition had whispered to the tied up brunet, asked the small boy as he advanced on his big-brother figure with a small green spark of electricity sparkling irregularly in his palms. He calmly placed one of his hands on the bare chest and held it in place until smoke started to rise from the brunet's skin.

"FUUCK!"

The pain was real. It hurt as hell and Tsunayoshi was too unfocused to control his speech. While and after the shock that he had received from the afro-haired boy he was thrashing against the leather bindings, trying to break free.

"The Lightning, as a lightning rod, protects its Sky by taking the attack on himself and diverting it," eagerly whispered the boy, all the time constantly giving small zaps of electricity in various places all around the Sky's body. Finger tips, toes, abdomen, chest, arm, armpit, thigh, calf, forearm.

Not quite satisfied with the results, as the brunet had gotten accustomed at the end to the feeling of the pain and had stopped shouting all together, Lambo had grabbed the pants and pulled them down. Giving a few small experimental charges to his brother's buttocks, the child smiled – the skin here was more sensitive and Tsuna was shouting in pain once more.

"It's pointless, Tsu~na-nii~," gleefully whispered the kid to the restrained teen, as he watched Tsuna's member slightly shake as it was erecting. "You can shout all you can, but no one will come in here… Maybe I should after all silence you, Tsu~na-nii~!"

The Lightning played in the Guardian's hands as he put them gently on the neck of his Sky. The wail was ear-shuttering, but the child just smiled as his brother was convulsing on the bed, restricted by the leather. The boy cackled as the brunet was slowly losing his voice and the smell of burned meat mixed with a hint of ozone had filled the room.

"Lambo?"


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