The moment the car stopped, Reborn stepped out immediately moving in big strides towards the mansion, the shivering Vongola Boss in his hands. The rest of the Guardians spilled out of the car, following the Hitman, who as soon as he entered the Iron Fort headed towards the office of the Decimo, ignoring the curious and inquiring looks of the servants.

The door was shut when the last of them had entered the office. Reborn sat Tsunayoshi on the table, standing behind the brunet, leaning on the wall, shadowing his face with the fedora.

"Jyudaime, I… Are you sure you should sit here? W-we sh-should immediately get you to the medical wing," stuttered Gokudera, flapping his hands, not knowing where to put him, while trying to convince his the sheepishly smiling Tsuna to go with him to see medical help. The brunet just smiled and pulled the blanket closer to himself. "Gokudera-kun, please calm down," mumbled Tsunayoshi , but it was still loud enough for the right-hand man to hear. The rest of the Guardians stood silently, waiting for their Boss to speak. As soon as the Storm had calmed, the brunet spoke up.

"You feel it, right? The Bond, which you had created?"

The question earned him nothing but a few confused glances. The brunet face palmed, exasperated at his Guardians' cluelessness. The Hitman behind him chuckled. Tsuna shot him a stinky look, before setting to the explanation.

"You all know that when Primo retired, he moved to Japan. No one really knows the reason why he had suddenly gave up on his position as the Boss of Vongola.

"I found a reason for that. It was a curse. The Elements, if exposed for to o long to over protectiveness from their Sky, will show similar trait , which can develop into more dangerous stage. It is believed that it will become unbreakable, when it will reach its peak.

"I guess… it is my fault… all of you had fallen to it," continued Tsunayoshi, signing to his friends to stay silent as he got of the table and let the blanket slip down.

"No. Let me rephrase it. It is my fault all of you had fallen to it. I will take responsibility. I will make the bond complete."


Half an hour later, the room was SATURATED in Sky flames. One could almost hold onto them.

Tsunayoshi was standing in the middle, surrounded by his Guardians and Reborn. Everybody was covered in sweat but no one cared and all eyes and wills were focused on their Sky.

One hand holding on to Mukuro's shoulder, while kissing the said illusionist. The other hand caressing and pumping the prefect's length. Yamamoto and Gokudera, kneeling in front of the brunet, taking turns sucking on the brunet's treasure. Reborn standing from behind, f #king his student in uneven speed, with every thrust making him moan and scream. Mukuro moved forward holding the brunet, continuing to kiss him, freeing the hand that was on his shoulder to start on Lambo's little length, gently pumping the teen's sensitive part. Ryouhei took his position behind the Mist and not taking long thrust his erected and already covered in precum treasure, forcing the illusionist to break the kiss and greet the teeth, while trying to get used to the new feeling. He moved his hands to draw patterns on the brunet's body.

The moment the brunet's body tensed before cumming everyone froze. They had immediately changed their positions. Reborn at the brunet's mouth. Mukuro and Hibari at the back, putting their lengths in the back hole, beginning to grind them. Gokudera and Yamamoto, standing next to the Hitman, letting the brunet to pump them up. Ryouhei and Lambo sucking on the brunet, while the boxer's length inside the Lightening teen, and one of his hands pumping the small erected length.

That had continued for some time: the Sky reached the climax, the Guardians changed their positions, enjoying the flames pulsing through their bodies, filling the room in their own flames.

At the end, when it was the Sky's seventh orgasm all the present felt it, knees buckling and falling down in one human pile reaching their own orgasms.

And only a small whimper was heard as all closed their eyes in the bliss of the Sky that was at the bottom.


"Gokudera, could you bri..,"

"Already on it!"

'I should give this mission to Yama…'

"Did you call me, Tsuna?" Yamamoto was poking into the office, a wide grin on his face.

Exasperated, Tsunayoshi sighed before shivering and letting out a moan. Apparently, Mukuro had nothing better to do that think about him.

After he had established the full Bond with the Guardians through the curse it hadn't changed much for his Tutor from Hell, but for the rest – they could feel or hear whenever he had thought about them and send back different feelings. He couldn't even properly explain all that. Most of the Mafiosi and all of the servants had noticed that they were acting more synchronized, more as one person.

And in the evenings the Guardians jumped the Sky, effectively dragging him from any kind of work and forcing a human pile, where they could touch however they wanted the poor brunet.

But Tsunayoshi was happy.


A/N:

The next chapter will be the Epilogue

R&R