For anyone confused in the last chapter Kyoko sends a letter to her past self through Lambo and Reborn, basically warning her she will have an unhappy life and something 'bad' will happen if she gets close to Tsunayoshi Sawada. The Kyoko of that universe grows up free of Mafia influence, the Byakugans give the original Kyoko memories of the other life to for her 'What if' moments. She doesn't realize that Mafia-free Kyoko has ironically fallen in love with Tsuna.
When they are together it is tragic to remember, but it is because they are the only ones left
8:43 a.m. She noted on the tiny clock at the corner of her computer, Hailey automatically smoothed out her skirt and checked her appearance.
"Prepping yourself for your boyfriend Prescott" a voice behind her scares the life out of her.
"Bailey" she hissed because she was startled and not at all because of the older woman's completely off base comment, "Don't sneak up on me like that"
Thirty two year old Bailey Sprouts looked down at her coworker with an unimpressed look, but her eyes were gleaming with an unholy light.
"I didn't 'sneak up on you'" she mimed finger quotes, "I walked up to you calmly and watched you primp for a minute and a half, the question is" here she leaned forward to give her a smug little smirk, that had Hailey automatically leaning back, "what are you thinking about that's got you so jumpy, your jail bait boyfriend"
Hailey should really ignore her, she really should; unfortunately she made the beginners mistake of trying to defend herself.
"He's not my boyfriend, and I don't like him that way" even as she said the words, Hailey internally cringed at how forced and unbelievable it sounded even to her.
"Well hot damn I'm convinced" Bailey's voice sounding like it had an unfortunate run in with sandpaper it was so damn dry.
"I'm sure you just decided to check your appearance and push up your boobs" Hailey flushed, she'd hoped she hadn't seen that part, "at exact time Mr. 'To-be-early-is-to-be-on-time', would walk in his usual fifteen minutes early."
"Bailey" she tried again in her 'I'm-being-a-sincere-adult' voice, " I really don't have those feelings for him, it be both inappropriate and unprofessional."
"Uh, huh" the older woman said dryly before looking over her shoulder and saying, "Then I guess I'll be free to make a pass at him" and Hailey didn't have to look at the clock to know it was 8:45, as the sound of a closing door and the smell of coffee entered the room.
Hailey swallowed dryly even as she her heartbeat sky rocket, she could feel a thumping in her ears as the blood rushed to her face.
"B-bailey, that's completely inappropriate, your old enough to be-"
"To be what?" she cut her off with a raised eyebrow, "His sexy baby sitter, tutor?"
'Your parents left me in charge, do you want to take a bath Stop IT'
"By the way your 'I'm-a-sincere-adult-voice' doesn't sound as c-convincing with all that s-stuttering P-porky."
Embarrassed Hailey gritted her teeth, "For the last time I do not have a crush on-STEVEN!"
The last bit came out as a surprised yelp upon seeing her chocolate haired coworker come up from the corner of her eye.
She turned to see burning green eyes widen in surprise at her sudden exclamation, and behind her she could here Bailey snickering.
'Bitch'
"Hello Ms. Prescott" Steven Swanson greeted, even slightly stunned he gave a greeting not like it was a graceful nod. If there was something that everyone agreed in the office, it was that Steven Swanson had almost overly polite manners.
A distant part of her mind noted with relief and frustration that he didn't even glance down at her more than noticeable assets.
" Ms. Sprouts" he gave another nod bow to Bailey who gave a lazy wave with an amused smile.
"Yo Stevie, got my lightly sweetened chai tea latte for me"
"Right here Ms. Sprouts" handing her a cup with the Starbucks label on it, "And a passion fruit ice tea lemonade for you Ms. Prescott"
Hailey's eyes as they always did flickered to his lips at the word 'passion'
"Thank you" she said politely in a voice maybe an octave or two higher than normally, but that was because it was morning, and everybody spoke louder in the morning before the day had the chance to beat you down.
"Ahh", she heard Bailey sigh loudly after rudely snatching up the cup from his hands, "I knew there was a reason we kept you around Stevie."
"I thought it was because I was the assistant manager and technically your boss" Steven replied back amused.
Six months ago the young twenty two year old had shown up with a couple of other newbies to the call center bearing the gifts of fresh coffee, automatically securing his place as the most well like individual on their floor.
Then proceeded to show up everyone in the office; closing more sells than anyone else, showing up early, taking over for other people's shifts, staying late, and always with little anecdotes.
To be Early is to be on time and a boss always shows up on time, a boss does not leave his subordinates behind just to cut out early, a boss is always immaculate in his appearance.
He was kind of a taskmaster, but people were just naturally drawn to Steven nonetheless, even on the phone. So it was really to no one's surprise when two weeks ago he made assistant manager when Greg retired.
"Hey Stevie, how'd you do on that test of yours, y'know that test you have to take cause you're a youngin still in school that us older individuals gave up on " she could hear the mischievous smile on Bailey's face.
Hailey kept her face carefully polite even as she stomped down on the impulse to slap the women.
"Oh it was kind of difficult, but I think I did well enough; economics was always a subject I struggled in"
"Reeeeally" Bailey stretched out the word, "Y'know Hailey's good at all that math and economics crap, why don't you ask her for some… tutoring."
Hailey stomped on her foot. Hard.
"Ow, you little-"
"We'll have to see about that some other time" Steven said slowly glancing between the two women, "Ms. Prescott, Ms. Sprouts" his eyes lingered a moment longer on Hailey then they did Bailey and Hailey swallowed.
"Yeah" Bailey once more interrupted, "you don't feel anything special for him at all"
Hailey Prescott thumped her head against the desk
...
Tsuna Sawada arrived home to his small studio apartment late in the afternoon having jogged the half an hour it took him to get home rather than suffering New York traffic . It was also was another meager way to keep him in shape, sitting at a desk eight hours a day five days a week was no way to keep his figure.
"I'm home" Tsuna called when he went through the door, he was not surprised to receive no response from the woman not two feet away wrapped up on the lone mattress in the apartment.
Tsuna ignored his lack of greeting, the woman had to be up late working so she needed to get all the extra sleep she could. Instead he loosened his tie and headed over to the small kitchenette wear there was a small bubbling pot on the stove, removing the top and deliberately leaning his head back to avoid the poisonous gas that was his sister's cooking.
Instead he pulled the pot from the fire and sat it on the cloth topped counter top. There was a time in the beginning where a hot home cooked meals were a myth, he couldn't cook anything more complicated that cereal and sandwiches, and every food item she touched turned to poison to everyone except for her.
It was a rough couple of months.
It wasn't till he was watching her one morning attempt once again to make edible porridge that he focused on the tiniest flame energy coming from her hands.
His sister was a storm, which had properties of disintegration, a flame was born from what ones resolve, his sister loved cooking and put all her emotions into it. 2+2=4; Reborn would have criticized him for taking so long to figure out something so basic.
Tsuna put his hands on in a boxlike formation over the pot,
"Zero Point Break Through: Revised", he whispered, and with a small pulse of never used internal Sky flames, Tsuna absorbed the negative poisonous storm flames in the admittedly gourmet stew.
A moment later there was an edible gourmet dish for them both, his sister was as good as a chef as she'd led others to believe. His recent promotion has allowed them to afford better ingredients; if they stayed a little longer they might be able to graduate college and get an even better paying job, maybe even have better quality meals than this.
He wished Gokudera could have tasted this delicious meal, it might have brought him some peace.
Eyes burning Tsuna bows his head and continues with his meal in the terrible terrible silence.
-LINE BREAK-
It's Thursday, which means the call center closes early for renovations with the site or something; Hailey doesn't get it truly understand it, but she knows that it allows her and her coworkers to go out to lunch as a group for longer than thirty measly minutes.
Sitting next to her is Bailey, with Kevin, Greg, Paul, Sharon, and finally Steven finishing the circle sitting on her right.
Not that that matters, at all; she's turning thirty in November and having a midlife crises, she's not some teenage girl with a crush, and if Bailey is any more obvious with her smirks and winks she's going to jail for homicide.
"I'm telling you bro, it's just simple science, mankind is headed towards the ability to speak telepathically" Paul exclaimed
"Ah come on man, are you guys still pushing this" Sharon finally groans out loud what they all were thinking.
Well maybe all except for Steven who looks like he's enjoying seeing the two of them argue so seriously about such a trivial subject."
"And I'm telling you fool" Kevin ignores her, "That evolution doesn't work like that, if it did we'd be able to fly by now, because humanity has always wanted it."
"That's because you're thinking of evolution like something that just happens" Paul argued, "it responds to a need in nature, and technology is a nature-"
"No it's not" Kevin interrupted
"Yes it is, it's a nature of humans- all this interconnected communications are signaling evolution it's time to be closer."
"NO IT'S NOT"
"YES IT IS"
"How did they even begin arguing about this?" Hailey asked no one, then felt her breath shudder when Steven leaned over and whispered into her ear.
"They were questioning what kind of maintenance we must be having to have to eat outside for lunch , it just sort of escalated from there." Hailey nodded her head even as Sharon lost her patience and told them to shut up.
Paul grumbled while Kevin looked over at them and gave a cheeky smile.
"Sorry about getting so loud on you boss man, I can see you were trying to have a conversation" there was no innuendo in what he said at all, but she didn't miss the look he shared with Bailey.
'Little Adult Brats'
"It's no problem, I grew up around far louder arguments." And Hailey felt her ears involuntarily perk
"Your, parents?" Paul asked shamelessly in a gruff tone even as Sharon smacked him across the head, "What, he put it on the table I assumed it was okay to ask"
"No not my parents" Steven snorted interrupting another argument starting up, " I come from a big family, lot of adopted kids"
"Oh yeah" Sharon asked a touch too interestedly for Hailey's liking, "Where are you from, Steven, I noticed you have the most intriguing accent when you say certain words"
"Oh you noticed" Steven winced, why was he bullied about that?
"Yeah but just a few words" the twenty-nine year old said leaning a little too close, "Like 'grew', and 'length' and 'passion fruit'"
'He's only twenty two you carnivorous bitch'
"Well I was born in Hawaii, but my father was from Europe, most of my family still lives there"
"So your just alone out here for school" Hailey jumped into the conversation
"No, I have a sister who lives in the city" Steven shrugged, "The older ones are all gone now, it's just my parents and the little ones left at home"
Hailey noticed the melancholy tone even if the others had already moved on, she put a comforting hand on his knee even if she didn't know what she was comforting him of. Burning green eyes flickered down and she almost removed her hand, but he grabbed it and gave it a squeeze. He held on for the remainder of lunch even as Sharon chatted away about nothing.
...
Tsuna Sawada scarfed down another of his and his sister's delicious combo meals before glaring at the dishes in the sink, this is the third day of the week she didn't do them, and Tsuna's getting annoyed; it seems like every week he ends up having to fill in for her.
"Are you going to do the dishes?" he asked to a silent room
"I know your awake", he said to her continued silence, the lump on the bed didn't even shift, "you have an off day today, so you can get in here and finish these dishes"
Annoyed Tsuna took off his shoe and threw it at the lump, the lump immediately hissed and a woman with (false) blue eyes and (too dark) red hair popped up from the sheets.
"What!" she screeched at him
"Do the damn dishes!" he yelled back
"Screw you, this isn't the 60's get up and do your own damn dishes!"
Tsuna despite her claims to the contrary was not a sexist, yes he could be over protective of females in general, if anyone needed to be protected it was Nana Sawada. He came home and expected a warm meal and a clean kitchen because that was how they'd divvied up the responsibilities, and Tsuna had his own chores that got taken care of and didn't appreciate having to do hers.
"Those are your chores, so get up off your lazy ass and do it!"
She laughed, it was a hideous mocking sound that had never seized to piss him off since they were teenagers.
"Oh yes, my chores", she mocked, "And what were your chores again. Take out trash, and go spend money?"
Tsuna's chores were a touch less than hers because he had a ten hour shift to her six, and attended semi online classes.
"I have-"
"Yes you have to pursue your education that we both know isn't going anywhere?"
Tsuna's temper finally reached its max boiling point "AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING! SITTING AROUND AND WALLOWING IN SELF PITY ALL DAMN DAY!"
The one thing Tsuna hated about arguments with his passionate sister was that she was always able to escalate an argument to the point where he lost his cool, with that challenging tone of hers, then as soon as he did she would suddenly gain hers.
"You know exactly what I do all day" she said back, voice low and cold, "and why."
No he really didn't, he carefully did not ask what she did for money at night, though he was vaguely sure it wasn't legal and nonsexual(she was the girl who'd killed her ex-boyfriend at 16 after all); it was her responsibility to keep an ear out in that world.
As for why, yeah that he knew, because it was his fault they were here and they both knew it.
After a long silence Tsuna broke his gaze first and morosely turned to the kitchen,
"Go to sleep, I'll do the dishes"
It wasn't until he'd started and saw the calendar hanging over the sink that he realized what day it was; the anniversary was tomorrow.
The sound of running water was the only thing that filled the small apartment for a while
...
He pushed himself, burning sky flames without care, he had to get there.
He didn't know why he bothered, it would be too late, it was always too late
"Tsunayoshi Sawada, come to die"
He didn't respond, he couldn't respond; his friends were dead, Kyoya, Mukuro, Dino, Xanxus ripped apart limb from limb.
Hayato, Ryohei, Takeshi, their burnt bodies piled up to the left, never mind they'd all died miles from this battlefield.
"Everyone"
Bermuda in his released curse form, holding a curse released Reborn by the neck
"REBORN!"
"You've failed again my Dame-student"
"REBORN!"
"You always fail", Bermuda snapped his neck
"No…No, No, No" he whispered tears streaming down his face as the Vindice surrounded him, the blank eyes of his dead friends staring up at him in horror, fear, desperation"
"AHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed, and screamed, and screamed, and scream-
"Hush now Tsunayoshi" a feminen voice whispered in his ear, as warm arms wrapped around him.
"They're gone, they're all gone" he sobbed
"I know" the voice whispered
"It's my fault" he sobbed
"…No, it's really not" the voice whispered
Tsuna merely continued to cry, but as felt his vision darken he let out one final desperate whisper
"Stay with me"
He didn't hear the voice's response
-LINE BREAK-
It was 9:05 when Steven arrived at work that day, and he'd been out of it the whole time. Of course he was still performing above and beyond like he'd never heard the world failure before, even still there was listlessness to him as he went about his day.
"He looks like shit" was Bailey's eloquent statement, which wasn't entirely fair considering at worst his usual immaculate apparel just looked like a normal person's standards, human in comparison.
"You don't think something's wrong with his family" Hailey muttered aloud
"What why his family" Bailey asked, turning to her
"You didn't notice how sad he was talking about them yesterday"
"No, cause I'm not obsessed with his every tick Prescott" Bailey replied before cringing when Steven clocked out for lunch on time rather than simply working through most of it, "Okay I know I joke about you having the hots for him, but I think the dude could really use some-"
"I'm not going to sleep with him to make him feel better" she cut off her eccentric friend.
"…I was going to say cheering up" Bailey replied with a raised eyebrow, "but I guess that works too"
"What did I just say" she asked just to be sure she hadn't imagined humiliating herself
"You said you weren't going to ride him till he couldn't think from exhaustion about whatever it is that's bothering him" was Bailey's immediate answer.
"I didn't say that"
"Go to lunch, I'll cover you"
Hailey didn't even protest, though she did feel her eyebrow twitch when she heard the inappropriate woman mutter about going to make her man feel better.
She found him in the courtyard hunched over, uneaten sandwich by his side
"Hey Ms. Prescott" he called without turning around, she slowed briefly before continuing.
"How'd you know it was me" she said sitting next to him, he merely turned a mirthless smile at her.
"Intuition"
"Intuition, huh" she asked brushing a lock of hair back, "What would tell your intuition that I was coming out here."
He turned and looked at her giving her a long considering look, and for a moment she swore green eyes were tearing into her head, before he suddenly grabbed her hand and raised the joined hands up between them
"Because you're the only one that notices" he said squeezing her hand like he did the other day, before bringing it to his lips for a kiss.
Hailey watched entranced, "I know I may be a bit young… and might be totally misreading Ms. Sprout's rather obvious hints," Bailey I'm going to kill you, "but would you like to go out to dinner. With me. Tonight."
'…BAILEY I LOVE YOU'
"That's…not…" Hailey got out before seeing his slightly crestfallen look, and realizing her automatic response to Bailey's teasing was giving him the wrong idea, "I'D LOVE TOO!"
'Oh God, did somebody order an awkward teenage girl, I think it arrived a decade or two too late, but more awkwarded with aging.'
"I'd love to" she said with a calmer voice and his smile made her stomach drop and she wasn't ashamed to admit it.
...
Hailey's stomach dropped and she was very much afraid to admit.
After work they had walked down the main street to a small bar, not even bothering to go home and change, because even with the date ahead he still looked a little reluctant about returning home.
Steven ever the consummate individual gave the bar tender his money before the drinking could begin and told him to cut them off at a certain point. Unfortunately Hailey's point was significantly farther back than Steven's point, who had a steadying arm around her waist to make sure she didn't fall.
After the pick me up at the bar they'd walked up and down the street watching various street performers who were probably nowhere near as good as they seemed with her beer goggles on. She did get to see straight laced Steven loosen his tie and do several incredibly acrobatic flips with the other performers
"Years of hellish training, my dear Ms. Prescott"
They eventually made it to a simple restaurant, where more alcohol was ordered, which was how she got into this situation right here.
She wasn't falling on the floor drunk quite yet, but somewhere in the original fading buzz she'd thought taking off her button up was a great idea and had broken her heal.
Shoes in hand, sinfully skimpy undershirt, and wild drunken hair, she was fairly sure she looked far too trashy to the still sober and well maintained Steven.
They arrived to her apartment door in one piece though, and Hailey turned to him and acting on liquid courage, skipped various key jangling first kiss protocols and turned and asked him,
"Do you want me to ride you till your so exhausted, you can't think about your family"
Steven for his part went very, very still, and Hailey was fairly sure when she was sober it wouldn't be anywhere near as funny as her sudden uncontrollable giggles would suggest. In fact she was sure it would be downright mortifying.
"Well I've certainly never heard…that before" he said stunned, and she giggled again,
"Well you obviously need to get out more", but instead he took a hesitant step back, obviously taking in the whole situation and thinking-
"You won't be taking advantage of me" she said seriously with a more sober tone than she actually felt, "Now I'll ask you one more time before I close the door on this night and sober up alone and needy. Do. You want.m-"
Which was as far as she got before he slammed her against the door with a heated kiss,
"Oh God yes" he said a million moments later when their lips finally broke apart.
She stared into burning orange eyes and smiled she opened the door.
-LINE BREAK-
Tsunayoshi Sawada arrived home Saturday morning, exhausted and sick to his stomach. Upon opening the door he wasn't surprised to see a sleeping sister in a circle of empty alcohol bottles apartment; they both had ways of remembering today.
When he went to the kitchen he found a pot of rotted food and Tsuna frowned. The poisonous flames had probably eaten threw and rotted the food before he could get to it.
A rare Japanese dish had been made by the looks of it; they didn't eat Japanese or Italian, or do anything that would remind anyone of the two cultures, not after Russia's Mafiya incident. They were safer here in the city of freaks and weirdos than they were anywhere els-
A jostling of rotted food revealed what had once been his favorite dish, she'd made his favorite dish, and given how full the pot was hadn't eaten any of it.
She didn't need him to eat the meal, she wasn't poisonous to herself after all.
Unbidden a memory of a dream came to him
"Stay with me"
-LINE BREAK-
Hailey Prescott was walking on air, sex with Steven in a stunning reversal had been better sober the morning after then it had been drunk the night before. Though he smiled and laughed at her mortification for her actions the previous night and again when she had to tell him she was too exhausted to continue.
"Wasn't I supposed to be the one ridden to exhaustion" he'd asked
God, that was embarrassing, but she couldn't help it; the view of his muscles made it clear he was raised by Kung Fu monks if his little grandstanding with the street performers hadn't. He clearly had the stamina, then there was the way he so easily found all her little spots, staring into her with blazing orange eyes.
She stopped on in the middle of her walk, 'Orange?' she thought before shaking her head, she always thought his eyes were blazing that's probably why.
Currently she was standing outside his apartment door, she vaguely remembered him pointing it out to her on their drunken mosey back to her apartment.
"Knock, knock, knock'
In her hand she had his phone that he'd left, a quick noisy peek had revealed all the information typed in a different language.
Which reminded her, he'd chanted something to her last night in some Asian language, she'd ignored it's significance but she did remember him chanting one word in particular, what was it-
The door opened and a gorgeous young woman only a few years younger than her with crimson red hair and hazel eyes stood before her in only a skimpy t-shirt and panties.
Hailey's mind froze for a second before she put on a false smile,
"I'm sorry I think I got the wrong apartment" and was halfway to turning to the door on the left when the woman cut her off.
"You looking for Steven" she said crossing her arms (making her now clearly free bird breasts strain against the t-shirt) and leaning against the door.
"Y-yes" she said feeling her heart beating in her throat, praying she told her he lived next door.
"He's doing the dishes he left in the kitchen last night, WHICH HE SHOULD'VE DONE LAST NIGHT, BUT WAS OUT GETTING SOME" her voice ending in a yell to someone in the apartment.
"I'M DOING IT NOW WITCH" she heard Steven's familiar voice, and was pushed into full on panic mode.
Stepping into the door without being invited she saw Steven shirt off in a pair of sweats scrubbing away in a kitchenette, she barely heard the door closing behind her as he turned around to say something, paused and eyes widened.
"Ms. Prescott" the cheating bastard, cocked his head confused
"You forgot your phone" she held it up like some empirical evidence
He stared at her a moment more before smiling and grabbing it, she'd meant to let go back away curse and go home to have a private cry, when he pulled her close to him and showed her off to the pants less woman watching the whole thing.
"I see you've already met my delightful sister, Anika", the woman in question flipped him off before crashing on the mattress and Hailey felt untold rivers of relief flow through her, "She's visiting this weekend"
"Is this the family thing that kept you from home" and god as her witness she would one day gain a brain to mouth filter.
The poisonous look Anika sent Steven actually made her step back, "Using are family issues to get laid, truly you are a paragon of virtue Steven"
Steven for his part narrowed his eyes dangerously, "You know I wouldn't do-"
"Whatever, I'm using the shower" she rudely interrupted, in a way Hailey was kinda glad, she'd never heard Steven sound so dangerous. She'd never heard him sound anything less than perfectly polite, clearly his sister knew a different side to him.
She was close enough to him to provoke that other side
After the door slammed, Steven sighed and ran his hand threw short cut brown hair, "That's going to be a pain to deal with." He muttered under his breath
"Did,,, did I do something wrong"
"You, no, of course not" Steven said looking stunned she'd even suggested it, before sighing and looking drained, "There was an anniversary yesterday for the day our brothers died. Apparently she bought booze to celebrate, though we never do, and showed up to find me gone and leaving her waiting half the night"
"Oh my God, I am so sorry" She said feeling more than a little off kilter, he brought it up so casually, what was she supposed to say to that?
"It's been almost ten years now" she noticed he didn't say he was over it, "You taking my mind off things was something I really needed, her showing all this is just because she's mourning. I lost my best friend and my asshole big brother, she lost the baby brother she helped raise and her husband"
"…So you're not blood related" and Hailey desperate to mention something not depressing
"Ah no, she's my sister in law married to my brother Ren, she also one of the kids my mom adopted when I was thirteen. She certainly pisses me off like a real sister" he said before arching a brow at her, "you thought I was a cheating bastard didn't you"
"A little bit" she said a touch sheepishly, "she's really beautiful" she said turning her head to the closed shower door where she could here water running. Steven merely shrugged, paying more attention to his returned phone.
"How did he die?" she asked when it became clear he wasn't actually fiddling with the phone and just drowning in negative thoughts.
"Ren died from a sickness he had since before I was born, it caught up to him the same day Harry was gunned down by the police. Delinquents y'know, they didn't care we were just kids, or what we were really fighting for, just that we were criminal and so forfeit our rights."
It was an all too common story
"We?" because she really couldn't imagine straight laced Steven.
"I had a troubled youth" he chuckled mirthlessly, "You've seen my scars"
She had, they were… expansive.
They sat for a moment more, before they both heard the sound of a shower cutting off,
"You better go, I need to take care of this" he said with a weary sigh, she could only nod, clearly some deep things needed to be discussed and she was very much still an outsider.
He got her up and walked her to the door,
"By the way what's Biachi" she asked, Steven merely looked confused
"What?"
"Biachi, you kept calling me it in that in the language… last night" She flushed, "What's it mean?"
She looked up to see Steven had gone very still, before embarrassedly mumbling, "Maybe you should google it."
"That's not fair" she smacked him on the arm and he grinned "I'll see you Monday" she asked,
"15 minutes on time" he joked and she smiled, leaving with a far fuller picture of Steven Swanson.
...
Tsuna Sawada closed the door and leaned his head against it,
"You shouldn't waste water just to eavesdrop, we're too broke for that you Mafia Princess" he mumbled against the closed door.
"You called her Biachi…?" said a voice behind him.
"Bianchi, just..," Tsuna sighed
"Why did you call that girl my name, we look nothing alike" she pressed
"Because I'm young and stupid and have urges and your…" he trailed off "Please don't ask questions you know the answer to."
"I'm what… good fantasy material" she continued apparently not willing to let it go.
The entire time they'd been talking he'd yet to move from the door, but he could hear her moving closer to him with each sentence.
"Your more than that and you know it, why do you always feel the need to pick at everything" he grumbled
" I'm a storm, we're troublemakers by nature, I like troubling you and shaking up your whole world." She whispered almost at his back now, "Your my sky, I can't help it"
"An empty broken sky, I can't be the sun the shines through you." he whispered back.
"I'd never ask you to be, silly boy do you not understand a woman's heart at all", she pressed herself against him, apparently she'd divulged herself of the shirt when she was going to take a shower but got too distracted by eavesdropping. He was acutely aware of the fact that he'd been doing dishes shirtless.
"You still mourn him" he said feeling he should be ashamed but couldn't for the life of him.
"I always will, as will you" he felt her breath against the nape of his neck.
"I'm sorry I missed dinner."
"I'm sorry I implied it was your fault"
"I'm sorry I used that girl"
"I'm not the one you should apologize to for that"
"Then I'm sorry for parading her around you"
"Tsunayoshi"
"Hmm"
"Stop apologizing and kiss me"
"…Okay"
.
"Wait"
"What?"
"…Stay with me?"
"Always"