Counsel Me
Prompt: Stink
Tsuna feels sick to his stomach, covered in the blood of someones brother – son – father and the scent of death clinging to him like a heavy cloak.
He wondered is this makes him a deadman walking.
"Trash! Are you done?"
Tsuna looked away from his feet and up at Xanxus who radiated anger and confidence as he shot each coming guard.
This, Tsuna decided, is what he fights for because Xanxus is his brother and a friend and Tsuna doesn't want to lose him to the hands of those guards.
"Yeah. Get us out of here."
He doesn't flinch when Xanxus' next shot is through a forehead instead of a kneecap.