A/N1:
I'm back! Rather short, but it brings us closer to the cherished and loved by many R27, kufufufu~.
Mazura: Yes, I also can't wait for that scene!
don'twannado: Sorry to disappoint you. This chapter is a bit short, but next chapter... if you know what I mean ^^
x3: I'm glad to hear that you like it!
The smell of the old wood mixed with the strong coffee was filling the room. The long rectangle table that was standing in the middle was completely filled with paper stacks. The people that were gathered around it had to stand to see each other because of the amount of paperwork. And no one dared to stand near the one that was leading this meeting, Reborn.
"What were you thinking?" sounded his cold voice making the smallest hairs to stand, giving just a glimpse at the anger held inside.
"A-ah… R-reb-born-sama… I-it's n-not w-wh-at y-you m-migh-t t-t-to t-think…" Answered him Gokudera, as the Right-hand man should do, if there was no Boss. He was the second in command, although right at the moment he wanted the most to just disappear from the face of the earth, and go so far away that it will, maybe, most likely… not, take the World's best Hitman take awhile to find him. If he can get alive out of the room.
"Kufufu," the male Mist laughed, putting a hand on his hip. "Like you don't feel it, Mister Hitman. The smell, the vibration, the pull of Tsunayoshi's Flame and its Call, making you drool, to lose control… to just take him for yourself."
Reborn hadn't really expected that kind of an answer and in attempt to hide his face pulled the fedora lower. At the same time, as he was standing there, the hand still on the trademark fedora, he felt that it was the answer that he was expecting and that he was indeed himself feeling this pull for so long, that he was gradually giving in to it. He could have been the one who broke the first under the Call.
"As a punishment for loss of control over yourselves you are to do ALL of the paperwork while Tsunayoshi is healing up," barked Reborn, suddenly moving and slamming the door shut, as he left the Guardians alone.
"What was that to the extreme?"
"Mah-mah, the most important thing that none of us had to learn the Leon-Jig," laughed the Rain as he gave a few encouraging squeezes to the Strom's shoulder before sliding in exhaustion down to the chair.
"Hn."
"Eh, no! You don't, you freaking Skylark!" responded the drained Storm. "You have to do it as well! You are to blame for Jyudaime's placement into the medical department and thus giving the turf-head and the stupid cow their chances!"
"Then let's get started, so I could go and search for my dear Tsunayoshi, kufufu~" Mukuro was the first who sat down and started to work on the pile closest to him.
"You fucking pineapple, you were the one who started it all!"
"I really think we should first take down Lambo, though to the Extreme…" proposed Ryohei as he sat down, trying to clear some place around him, so that he could start working.
"Nah, don't bother," answered him Yamamoto doing the same.
Soon the whole room was sitting quietly, all working on the documents. Except for Lambo, who was dangling head down in the corner of the room, with his mouth tied with a rope.
Tsunayoshi, I'm sorry. But it would seem that I had fallen to that too.
When he woke up, everything was black. It was as if he was inside a space with no gravity, and when he managed to overcome his fear a small orange flickering light had appeared. Willing his body to get to it Tsunayoshi had soon arrived to it. It was the first Vongola Boss, Primo. Before the Decimo could voice out his surprise in seeing his ancestor, the blond had stopped him.
"You already cannot stop what is going on in your Family."
The second time he had woken up inside a completely white room, where there were no seen borders between the floor, walls and the ceiling. At least there was gravitation and the brunet had quickly found himself sitting on the very comfortable floor. His body was hurting all over, but his Flame core was burning, filling him with energy he had rarely felt. Trying to understand the reason for that he very fast had noticed that his Core was connected with 6 others, who were constantly supplying him with the afore mentioned Energy, and constantly demanding for renewal of the contact with him, his body, his Flame. Not expecting to feel that, Tsuna had withdrawn from it and tried to calm down.
A/N2:
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