Snowflake:Thank you for your review! I'm woking on a Little 1859 Story! ^^ Maybe it's ready for the upload next week!
Kuroro Saruko: I'm glad you liked it. And yor right, I don't often write from Tsuna pov, but that is because Hayato is the main character in this Story.

Author note:I plan to finish "Struggling" in five or so chapters ... because I sooo want to write about their Adult life! Especially about Hayato becoming a woman! For now I want to Focus more on the development of their realtionship. That's why this chapter is important!

Enjoy or not, it's up to you!

Moving


The last few days Hayato had put all her things into boxes and had sorted out more clothes for the shop.
Kyoko and the girls had helped her packing and were really surprised that she had so many clothes she had never worn.
"Some of those skirts and dresses are really cute!" Haru commented, she now spend more time with them and even if she could get annoying, sometimes she was a great help.
"I agree. Why did you never wear them?" Kyoko wanted to know.
"They are too short, I don't think they would suit me. But I had thought that maybe I could wear them one day ..." Hayato confessed, blushing. She felt like her legs were not made for short skirts, that is why she preferred them long enough to reach her knees.
Haru and Kyoko exchanged a look.
"Put it on!" they demanded.
"No!"
"Why not?" Chrome wanted to know.
"We are all girls here, no need to be shy." Hana grinned. The four of them looked at her expectantly.
There was no room for discussion, she had lost the argument before it even started, with a sigh she took one of the short skirts and vanished into her bathroom.

It was a pleated skirt with an orange and red checked pattern. She had bought it after they had come together, just because the colours seemed like their flames intervened, it had been stupid.

Coming out of her bathroom she blushed and wanted to pull the skirt down, exposing her legs like that was really embarrassing. The girls looked at her, like she had grown a second head.
"I said, it wouldn't look good." she whispered.
"You're right, it doesn't look good." Haru answered: "It looks great! You have such nice and long legs, I'm envious!"
"I'm sure with the right heels and shirt you would make men faint!" Kyoko said.
"I would like to see Sawadas reaction." Hana grinned and Chrome pulled out a white blouse and an orange vest, showing it into her arms. She was defeated and had to put it on.

Walking down the street, dressed up like a fashion model was really fascinating.
People would look after her – it even did happen when she was dressed in her knee length skirt, but this time they would stop to look after her. It was no wonder, because she wore real high heels and towered over her four friends, she didn't want to put them on, not because she didn't like them, just because she didn't want to be even more taller than Juudaime.
But her protest fell on deaf ears. The girls had used her as a living dress up doll. And now they were going to the store to bring the clothes for selling.

As they entered the store Inukami stopped talking to the costumer in front of him and blushed an unhealthy shade of red. Tsukinos eyes were as big as plates and Saruyama had dropped whatever he was holding.
With all eyes on her she felt really self-conscious.
"Don't stare! Get to work!" she shouted at them, blushing furiously. The three of them scrambled to get their act together.
The girls brought the clothes to the stockroom. They would put prices on them later.

Hana grinned at her. "Now we have to show Sawada." (Hana thinks they are working part time in the store, she doesn't know about the Mafia Business)
"Is that really necessary?" She whined.
"Yes!" the four said in union.

The matter at hand wasn't if he didn't like it – with that she could cope, but what was concerning her was the – what if he liked it?

She entered his office, the girls behind her.
He looked up confused, because she had a day off to pack her things for the big move.
Then he spotted legs, long legs with white smooth skin.
He had seen those legs naked, but to see them like that, in the days light dressed with high heels and in a skirt that ended mid thigh was something completely new.

"Juudaime!" He had a nosebleed and Hayato rushed to his side and pressed a tissue under his nose.
Hana laughed really loud and even Chrome had to hide her laugh, Tsunas face had been hilarious.

With this skirt it would be so easy to let his hand slip under it and fondle her nice shaped ass. Bad thought Tsuna, really bad thought.
To help him out with getting rid of his nosebleed Hayato had sat on his desk. Bad idea!
The skirt slid up more, thanks to physics, and showed even more of her creamy skin. The girls laughed even more at his predicament and Hayato was seemingly oblivious to the fact that she had caused his nosebleed and a major hard on.

Taking her hand in his and holding the handkerchief firmly with the other he said: "Hayato. You are sitting on the report I have to send to Nono." She blushed and jumped up, apologizing repeatedly.
"I will go now, thank you for your hard work." She was still blushing and hurried out of the office.
As soon as the door shut, Tsuna relaxed in his chair and tended to his bleeding nose. Now that the distraction was out of the room it stopped almost instantly. He got into the small bathroom to wash his face. He looked around, this room was as good as any other bathroom to get rid of pressing matters.

Hayato ignored her giggling friends. She knew that this nosebleed was caused by her – she was no idiot.
The problem she had was something different, now that she knew that he was so easily distraught by her legs she had to wear short skirts more often.
Why?
Because he needed to learn that there was nothing erotic about her legs – they were just legs! As a Mob boss he couldn't get nosebleeds just because of some half naked legs, it was her duty as his right hand to make sure that nothing would hinder him to work properly. Even if it meant to dress more appealing.

The five girls decided they should eat lunch at their favourite café, they had worked the whole morning and could take the rest of the day to enjoy themselves.

Back at her flat she felt lonely, all her stuff was put into boxes, just her furniture was there. It was strange how uncomfortable and lifeless a flat could look without decoration.
But tomorrow it will change.
Inukami would come with a rented delivery-van to move her things. All her friends would help out to carry her stuff.
She had ordered a new bed, it would be delivered at her new address tomorrow. She was giddy about moving into her dream apartment. Hopefully she could sleep well tonight.

The next morning she just dressed into comfortable clothes, put her hair in a bun and had a fast breakfast. Putting away her cosmetics and the things she had used yesterday and this morning she waited impatiently for her friends to arrive.
First one to arrive was Inukami, he had the car and without it they wouldn't be able to move.
"Good morning Oujo-san!" he was cheerful, but not annoyingly like some baseball freak she knew.
"Good morning Inu. Should we start until the others come?" She smiled at him and he nodded eager, grabbing the first box.

They had put three boxes into the car when Ryouhei and Kyoko with Yamamoto arrived.
The three of them wasted no time and moved box after box.
Tsuna was the last to arrive, he had Lambo in tow, who had insisted in helping. Hayato appreciated the gesture, but the dumb cow was more in the way than a help.

"I think we started wrong." Inukami frowned and looked into the van, it was full of boxes and there was no space left for the furniture.
"What do you mean?" Hayato asked exasperate.
"Normally when moving one would put the boxes in the car before the furniture, because you need the furniture in the flat ahead of the boxes." he explained.
"But the car is too small." he sighed.
"I don't get it to the extreme!" Turf top was as clueless as ever.
"The boxes would be in the way if we want to move the furniture." Kyoko was used to her brothers stupidity.
"I never thought Oujo-san had this many things in her little flat." the blonde scratched his head and laughed awkwardly. Hayato blushed, because even she didn't know it would be this much stuff.
"Do you want to say, that we need to empty the car, for the sake of moving the furniture first?" Tsuna asked exasperate.
Inukami shrugged his shoulders: "Yeah?"
"Let's just use Ryouhei and Yamamoto to move the furniture from one end of the town to the next." Lambo picked his nose and looked at the older people around him.

All eyes were now on the two, sure they were strong and all – but could they really pull it of? Hayatos sofa was really big and looked heavy, the same could be said about her closet.
"Why don't we just put the boxes into the houses entrance? Hayato did mention that there was a lobby." Kyoko suggested.
"We do just that, hopefully the neighbours won't complain." It was a decision she had to make, they hadn't that much time, her new bed would be delivered soon.

She greeted the old dude, who was supposed to be a guard and asked him if it was aright to put the boxes into the lobby. He was nice and said that there would be no problem, if they moved the things fast enough.
Happy about the outcome she thanked him and they began to put box after box out of the car and into the house. She never was as grateful as today to be friends with Sasagawa and Yamamoto, those muscles heads were really helpful when it came to manual labour.

As soon as they had all boxes in the lobby, the delivery-van with her new bed came. She looked at the man, confused.
"Aren't you supposed to deliver a bed? What's up with the big package?"
"In there is the bed, the mattress is here." He shoved it into her arms, it was in a big plastic bag.
"Do you mean I have to set-up the bed myself?"
"As far as I know you didn't want a set-up service." Hayato blinked at him and felt her anger rising, nobody had asked her about that, she had been in the assumption that the bed would be delivered as a bed and not in parts!
She had to take a deep breath, the man wasn't at fault, he just did his job to deliver the goods. Taking that as a mental mantra she signed the form and now had a huge package and a mattress to bring up into her bedroom. The turf top was at her side an took the package, he said it wasn't even heavy, but she and Kyoko had a lot of trouble just carrying the mattress.
One of her neighbours had peeked out of the door, smiling at her and closing it again. That was really strange …
Inukami had gone back to her old flat together with Ryouhei and Yamamoto, they wanted to move the furniture as fast as possible.
Hayato had decided to bring the kitchen ware up, they could use the time to put it in the cupboards.

Tsuna stood at the top of the stairs and didn't dare to move one more millimetre.
Before him stood the most dangerous living being.
A gruesome creature, it's only purpose in life was to kill and eat and like that it looked at him.

A Chihuahua.

He feared many things, but nothing could make him panic like a Chihuahua. If it hadn't been Hayatos treasured dishes, he would have throw the box away and had fled the house as fast as possible.
But he held Hayato precious table ware and couldn't move. The creature moved it's ear and he almost shrieked.
"Mou Moony-chan, you shouldn't leave the flat, mama will get angry if you do that again." a effeminate voice, more extreme than Lussurias, said. The hound from hell was picked up from it's owner. T
suna sighed pleased, now he could move on.
The man looked at Tsuna and smiled. "I see my Moony-chan has made a new friend!" he put the thing almost in Tsuna face, who broke out into cold sweat.
"I … I wouldn't say that I'm friends with it, please excuse me I have to work some more!" he said hurriedly and escaped into the safe confinement of Hayatos flat.

He put the box onto the kitchen counter and sank down onto his knees, taking deep breaths. Not much and that thing would have killed him.
"Juudaime! What happened?" concerned, Hayato sat down besides him and looked him over, searching for injuries.
"There was ..." He began, but stopped, he couldn't to say her that he was afraid of Chihuahuas. How lame would that be? Reborn had laughed and mocked him because of it, and he knew it was lame, but those things were pure evil! They look all cute and weak, like harmless little animals, but as soon as you let your guard down, they will attack, attempting to kill you. He was sure that they planned to take over the world! But nobody believed him.

Hayato didn't say anything, she didn't even mention that he had said it all out loud. She handed him a glass of water, he looked like he needed it.
Gulping the water down he felt much calmer and looked at her. She smiled at him encouraging and he looked around, nobody was there, safe ground to attack. He stole a kiss and just to make sure a second and third one.
At the fourth he heard a cough.
Hayato blushed deep red and he looked at Kyoko, scolding because she interrupted them.
"Hayato-kun, your neighbour is harassing my brother." she said sheepishly.
"Eh?"

Sure enough Ryouhei was carrying her desk and the Chihuahua owner gushed over him and even slapped his ass. Poor Ryouhei was oblivious to it and just thought the guy was friendly, like his good friend Lussuria.
"You have such nice muscles. Do you do any sports?"
"I'm an extreme boxer!"
"Oh my gosh! So manly!" The gay man wiggled around and blushed.
Hayato had to interrupt him, it was funny to watch, but they needed to move on.
"Excuse me. Could you please stop flirting, we are in the middle of moving my stuff." She smiled at her new neighbour, he looked at her, a calculating look in his eyes.
"My, Honey, I'm sorry, but when I see a man like that I can't help but flirt. He reminds me of my Gen-chan when we were younger, but lately he had stopped his training and is getting fat. I said it many times: "Gen-chan if you let yourself going out of shape, I will divorce you!" But he doesn't listen to me, he thinks I love him whether he is fit or fat. But I won't sleep with a man who can't even see his own thing without a mirror! And, oh by the way, my name is Fumiko." Too much information, really, they just met, what the hell was wrong with this guy?
"I'm Gokudera."
"Hmhm, Honey, you are one lucky girl to have so many good looking friends. You won't mind if I take one home with me?" Fumiko asked and winked at her, he was playful, it seemed like he didn't really mean it.
"No. But they all have girlfriends and they can get really violent at times." Hayato chuckled.
"I'm free!" Inukami said behind them and grinned.
Fumiko looked him up and down. "Not interested, you are to skinny." he waved him away.
"Aww. Meani." Inukami pouted and Hayato couldn't tell if it was serious or not.
"Well than Honey, I will no longer take up your time. My man should soon come from work and he needs his meal and a shoulder rub. Let's talk sometime when you are free. I'm so happy that you moved in, instead of some unfriendly people. See you later." He was fast in his own flat and Hayato had the impression that they could become good friends.

The guys had been really fast with moving the furniture, well she didn't own much, just some bookshelves, a closet, a sofa, a desk, bedside table and a coffee table. What had taken up all day was moving the boxes, she just had too many books and clothes. Lambo had lost his spirit fast and had run away to play with his friends, Hayato didn't mind, he hadn't been much of an help anyway.

"Thank you all for your hard work!" Hayato bowed slightly before her friends and smiled at them. It was now eight in the evening and they had finished to move the furniture and boxes into her new flat. They all were exhausted, even Ryouhei couldn't bring up the energy to go for his extreme jogging.
All that was left was for her was to empty the boxes and put her stuff away, but that could wait until the next day. She just wanted to take a long soak in the tube, but before that she had to find her bedsheets, towels and everything else she needed for the night and morning. As soon as the last of her friends left she sighed long and felt the exhaustion in her bones.
What a day.

She was hugged from behind, Juudaime hadn't left now, he wanted to spend a little more time with her. Leaning back into his arms she smiled content.
"Should I help you with unpacking?" he whispered in her ear and she felt a blush forming on her cheeks.
"Not now. I will do it tomorrow, Kyoko and Chrome wanted to help me." she changed her position to look into his eyes, kissing him soft.
"Hmm. I had looked forward to seeing your panties." he grinned and she blushed.
"Maybe I will let you take a look later." she felt daring and now it was his time to blush: "Do you want to sleep over?"
"I would love to."
"But we need to sleep on the sofa, because I don't think I have any energy to set-up the bed." She didn't mention that she really had no idea how to build something up, sure she was a genius, but she had two left hands when it came to making something out of wooden planks and metal screws. For that she would call Inu and Saru, they would finish it in no time at all.
"It doesn't matter, as long as I sleep with you."
"…" a deadpan look.
"No ... I mean … ! Not like that!" He had let go of her and was red, like really red.
She giggled at that, she knew what he had meant, but it was cute when he panicked like that.
"Let's just search the things we need for the night." With that the both of them looked for the right boxes. And luck wasn't on their side, the things for the bathroom and bed, were in the last two.

She shoved him a towel, shampoo and clean clothes in the arms "Please take a shower first, I will prepare the bedding."
"Okay." He kissed her and left her alone, he needed this shower badly. Hayato prepared the sofa, so that they could sleep on it, after that she made sandwiches for them, they hadn't eaten much today and her stomach growled because of that.
By the time Tsuna had finished showering he saw Hayato chewing on a sandwich, she held one up for him and thankful he took it. It was really delicious. For him, everything Hayato made was perfect, maybe it was the power of love.
They ate in content silence.

Hayato soaked in her tube, the hot water relaxed her sore muscles and she almost fell asleep then and there, but a knock at the door woke her up. It was Tsuna who had been worried because she had been in there for almost an hour.
"I'm fine!" she shouted and was happy that he cared so much about her well-being. She sighed and left the tube, drying herself and putting on her lotion, brushing her teeth and changing into her sleep wear.
Tsuna had laid down and waited for her to come out of the bath. She crawled into the bed and snuggled close to him, her head on his chest.
"You smell really nice." he said.
"We smell alike, you used my shampoo." she chuckled.
"Yeah, but the scent fits you better than me." he had begun to play with one strand of her hair, twirling it around his fingers and smoothing it out again. If she had been a cat, she would have purred.
"No surprise there, it's one for girls." she listened to his beating heart, it lulled her into sleep.

He watched as her eyes closed, green orbs were hidden behind long lashes, her breath was even.
It was strange, that a beautiful person like her could love an useless loser like him. More than often he wondered if it was really aright to monopolize her like that. Sometime ago he had doubted if he really was the right man for her – he loved her, but he wasn't sure if she really loved him or if she just put up with him because he was Juudaime.
It was one of the reasons why he was jealous whenever another man would get attention from her.
It was hard for him, not to roast Inukami, Saruyama and Tsukino, especially Inukami. He was sure that the guy liked Hayato a lot more than he let on. And unlike him Inukami was handsome, he was almost on par with Dino, even he, as a guy, had to admit that he could make people swoon over him, with just one smile.

Nothing about himself was handsome or cool, he was just an under average guy who had been forced to become a Mafia boss, all this self-doubt made him vary, sometimes he didn't trust that Hayato really loved him like that.
But looking at her, sleeping in his arms, let all those doubts vanish. She was his, there was no need for him to worry, she had chosen him and didn't flirt around or searched attention from other guys. With every passing day she became more and more beautiful, it made it hard for him to control his raging hormones. But he could wait for her, there was no need to rush things.

"Juudaime, you're poking me." Hayato caressed his cheek, he opened an eye and blinked away his sleep.
It was morning already and he heard the faint sound of rain hitting a window.
"What did you say?" he replied still half asleep.
"You're poking me." She blushed: "It feels strange." It took him some time to really comprehend what she just said, looking at her confused he wanted to ask, but she shifted a little in his arms and he felt what she meant.
He had a boner.
Blushing he attempted to get up, Hayato wasn't much of an help, she didn't move one bit and he ended up above her.

He felt it, she was erect. He looked deep into her eyes, there was no fear or shame, but curiosity, it seemed like she expected something to happen. A dangerous and alluring glint was there in those green orbs, a smile he had never seen before formed on her red lips. He leaned down and captured them, his tongue caressing the smooth skin, pleading for entrance. She granted it and they had a playful tongue battle.
He explored her mouth, caressing her palate and the underside of her tongue. She mimicked his actions and he knew it would be aright to do more amazing things.

He pushed against her and she gasped, accidentally biting his lip, but not caring one bit about it. One of his hands slipped under her nightshirt, he waited before he would move on, he couldn't risk to scare her. One look at her and he knew she wouldn't mind. He half lidded eyes looked at him waiting for him to continue whatever it was he wanted to do.

The feeling of her soft skin was amazing. He felt her bellybutton, she giggled slightly, it tickled.
Smiling he kissed her again, ravishing her mouth and sliding his hand up more, until he felt it.
It was soft.
She was really flat chested, that he knew, but he hadn't know that she did have breasts, really small ones. He blushed, because he had never touched a girls chest and because it felt wonderful. The softness of it made him curios, he fondled them little with his fingers, he traced the shape. One of his digits touched the little bud and Hayato gasped at that. It made him shudder in pleasure.

She was at a loss, her Juudaime was bold, but she had tempted him into it. Not knowing what had let her to do it, she had seduced him. It was like a switch in her had been turned and her whole being screamed to be touched, she wanted to do it badly.
Never had she expected him to touch her so soft and caring, he took his time to consider her feelings, he waited for her to reply, he wouldn't do something she didn't want. Lifting up her arms above her head and sitting up a little, she gave him the permission to take off her shirt, it felt too restricting.

Tsuna was surprised at that. A few weeks ago he wasn't allowed to touch her like that and now she wanted to be undressed. Gulping he did it. Slowly he pulled her shirt over her head.
He had his eyes closed, because he had to mentally prepare himself for the image, he didn't want to cum just because of her half naked body.
She laid down again and waited for him to look at her.
And when he did it she felt like she was the most precious thing in the world. His eyes were full of admiration and love. He looked at her tender and exploring, like he wanted to remember every spot on her. His hands followed his eyes and caressed her. Touches like air made her shiver in lust.

He knelt between her spread legs and took his time to look at her. With her clothes on she looked really cute, but naked she was just gorgeous.
There was almost no sign left of her former shape. The chest had changed into tiny breasts and because she had pulled it of to change her waist, she just looked like a really flat chested girl.
Her arms were skinny, there were no hard muscles, neither was she hairy.
His fingers ghosted over her skin, playing with her hard nipples. At her sweet gasps his erection did harden even more. She looked at him with hungry eyes and he knew that she wanted an eye for an eye.

He smiled, the sort of seducing and charming smile that really should just been shown in the bedroom. He pulled of his shirt.
Now that he had taken off his shirt she felt shy. Of course she had seen him topless countless of times, but there was a difference in seeing him topless in an innocent situation and seeing him half naked when they did something not so innocent.
Her long fingers slid over his stomach, she traced his muscles, he had a six-pack and touching it felt amazing. His chest was well pronounced, all his training did pay off well. He wasn't as beefy as Ryouhei, his stature wasn't made for it and that was what made him so attractive.
With his clothes on he was good looking, but he seemed skinny. Just people who had seen him shirtless could tell that he hid some amazing muscle under it.

The both of them took their time to explore each other, they would kiss the skin of the other or just caress it. Tsuna let his instinct take over. He kissed the sweet buds on her chest, one after the other. She played with his hair and let him hear moans of approval. His tongue played with one of her nipples, his fingers with the other.

Pushing himself against her hardness, he ravished her mouth to strangle the moan that was about to escape his throat. She moved her hips up, causing more friction between their closed erections. Wordless they had agreed not to strip completely.
With a steady pace he rocked against her, kissing her with vigour and need. Her hands had grabbed his ass, to hold him closer.
It felt amazing, his gentle movements caused her pleasure and his ragged breath showed her that he felt the same. The both of them felt a tight knot in their guts, a sign that soon they would find release.
"Hayato ..." Tsuna sighed as he moved faster and harder against her.
" … Tsunayoshi ..." she whispered as the blinding whiteness took her over. For a few moments they were in the space of lust and love, the refreshing and guilty feeling of their first orgasm together.
Breathless they looked at each other, smiling and meeting in a slow kiss, basking in the aftermath of their high. Now their relationship was going further in the direction of adulthood and they enjoyed it.

Later that day she would give him the spare key to her apartment, with the words: "Come over whenever you feel like it." She smiled at him and he felt like the happiest person alive.

And how did you like it? I wanted to make it as innocent as possible ...