Disclaimer: i don't own katekyo hitman reborn! Or anything alike
The love
The cosplayer placed the dessert in front of him. It looked pretty normal, even delicious, but the evil purple aura pointed out its real identity
"Eat" demanded the cosplayer. Her face, framed by her untied dark hair, had a bored expression, but her voice had a threatening tone
He glared at the cake in front of him, he was sure he would die if he eat it. She looked at her. She was glaring at him. How could he got away of this?
An idea crossed his mind, it was embarrassing, but it worthed a try
"I ... don't want this"
Her eyes twitched. He felt he digged his own grave
"Be-because... I want to have something else..." he tried to keep his cool, failing instantly
But that somehow seemed to work. An interested glint appeared in her eyes
"So, what do you want then?" she leaned forward on the table, remarking her interest on anything he had to say
"What about..." Here came the difficult part. " ... a taste of love?"
She startled. Then stared blankly at him, blushed, and finally looked puzzled.
Looked like she totally forgot about the cake. Bless heavens
She stood silent for a while. He started to walk away, when her palms slammed the table
"I got it!" she shouted, in a very passionate way, for his dismay
He tried to run away, but she jumped over the table, and hugged him tightly, taking him down
"I'll let you have just a taste, okay?" and kissed sweetly his lips
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I had trobles with Bianchi, I even think I went a little ooc, sorry
For Sweet Sacrifice, who requested Bianchi
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