New chapter wheeee! Thank you for being patient ok/

Kyoya doesn't regret bringing Tsuna to his house, but he does feel a little violated, if not embarrassed, like he had revealed a small part of himself to Tsuna. This kind of thing, he hardly does, so he decides it was bound to happen someday.

"There are slippers in the cabinet," Kyoya says. He slips into a pair of his own already laid out neatly next to two more pairs of slippers, and waits for Tsuna to put his own pair on.

Tsuna can feel the air getting awkward as he looks for the matching slipper, already holding one in his hand; when Kyoya gives him direct attention, he starts to feel self-conscious, he thinks, probably because he's scared of being bitten to death... Something like that, he decides.

Tsuna finally pulls out the other slipper and slides into them, following Kyoya who was already walking upstairs. He lives in a very humble home, Tsuna thinks. The floors are kept clean, there's not too many rooms, and it's very homely and cozy looking with the flowers and photos on the walls.

You go in first, Kyoya says, so Tsuna does - his room is immaculate, and there's a lot of floor space, but no table. Kyoya brushes past Tsuna slightly, putting his backpack down, and pulls out a fold-out table which was less than a metre off the floor. "Do you need a cushion?" Kyoya asks.

"No, it's fine," Tsuna replies, his cheeks warm. He's very obviously trying to ignore Kyoya's gaze, which annoys the skylark a little, but he doesn't know what else he expects from a weakling like Tsuna. They both pull out their books and pencilcases, maybe fixing any loose sheets that'd fallen out by accident and pulling out pens.

"Well, did you want to start on maths?" Kyoya asks.

"I don't mind," Tsuna replies.

"Then we'll start on maths. It looks like it's your worst subject anyway."

Tsuna opens his mouth to object and defend the small pride he had left, but Kyoya is correct in the first place, and he's already pulled out the textbook he'd bought at... Tsuna narrows his eyes, struggling to remember the owner of the bookstore, but Kyoya lays down the book in front of them, diverting his attention and concentration to an entirely new object at hand.

"You should try working through this book, from question four to fifteen. It's a kid's level book, so it should be okay for you, but if you really need help, just ask me. I'm here for a reason."

"Thanks," Tsuna says, trying to make sense of the first part of question four. At this rate, I'll still be here by the next morning, he thinks. He bites his lip and quickly glances over at Kyoya, who's concentrating on his own work. He briefly recalls their meeting earlier in the morning, where Kyoya had been sitting down and studying, and he'd offered a seat to Tsuna, and...

Tsuna clenches his pencil - he'd disrupted Kyoya from doing his work, wasted his money on some textbooks he's not sure he can finish, and now he wasn't even making use of them and wasting Kyoya's time. Someone like me is really useless, Tsuna thinks.

Kyoya catches note of Tsuna's inner turmoil - herbivores like him had a tendency to easily show their inner feelings subconsciously, and that's what made them so vulnerable. He gives an apathetic sigh, feeling a little ignored, which hurts him a little but he doesn't mind much - he thinks he doesn't mind - and he inches a little closer to Tsuna.

"I told you to ask me about it if you were having trouble," he says.

"I didn't want to bother you."

"If you were bothering me, I wouldn't have done all this - offer you a seat, drag you out of the library, buy these books, taken you to my house. You think I did this because I had to?"

"Well, I'm not saying th-"

"In any case, it should be me bothering you. I don't know why you think it's the other way around, I just... It's not something that I'm inclined to do... I..."

Tsuna, a little flushed, bites his lip, "Are you saying you wanted to do this for me?"

"... Don't get me wrong." Kyoya says finally, not wanting him to word it so bluntly. This was the other thing about herbivores - their bluntness and sheer naïvety had the ability to reveal your desires, and coax you into saying what you really wanted to say.

Kyoya had always tried to be careful about what to say, always repeating the possible scenarios and making sure nothing had a missing loop or a place to attack, but Tsuna somehow depleted that ability altogether - like he lost the ability to think, or something like that...

"Oh, I see." Tsuna breathes out, his voice maybe a little wavering and a smile maybe tugging at his lips after hearing the prefect's reply. It felt a little exhilarating, to be able to have a semi-decent conversation with the usually cold Kyoya - or maybe it was just the fact that he was talking to him; he doesn't know.

As the hours pass, they work steadily through the questions, though Tsuna had small breaks where his brain was too fried or he was getting frustrated, so they took the oppurtunities to talk about small things, like how being in the disciplinary commitee was like, Kyoko, how hungry they were and how Kyoya had nothing in his house except for boiled tap water.

Tsuna had managed to make Kyoya laugh a little, but he must've realised what he did, because he spoke less and less and didn't laugh again after that.

In the middle of a conversation Tsuna was struggling to speak in, Kyoya remarks that the sky has gotten darker. He's looking outside the window, as if as well as the sky, there was a UFO outside too; Tsuna, as well, looks out to see the navy sky with stars dotted intermittently across the top, creating some sort of roof.

Kyoya manages to steal a look at Tsuna while he's observing the almost-black canopy, and is almost caught off-guard when Tsuna remarks, "Oh, it has. What's the time?"

Kyoya unlocks his phone - "It's almost eight." - and they agree that they'd had enough for the whole day, with the over 20 sheets of notes Kyoya had written out and three more questions done than they had intended to do. Kyoya hadn't finished his, but he assured Tsuna that he'd finish it off later.

"It's fine," he says, "and I always get my work done on time anyway."

"Don't stay up doing it."

"I won't."

"Goodnight."

"You too."

And they both did - their minds slightly abuzz, thinking about one another, and a slight smile on both their faces as they buried their cheeks in their bedsheets.

Some cheesy stuff because I didn't know how to end this chapter oops

Review me yea! Also, let's pretend Kyoya has a small cozy home and not a lavish mansion hahaha