TIMESKIP!5986 MINI-SCENE ~ TANGO ISSUES

Requested by: Drika-Veras | Topic: Tango

Timeline: Future Canon (after manga end) | Age Gap: +4~5 years

"To the right, the OTHER right!"

"What 'other' right, that's left, Stupid Woman..."

"Ah, he's looking that way!"

"Damn it! Eyes back on me!"

"But you're too close! Embarrassing-desu..."

"... why did you even bother volunteering for this mission with me, then?!"

FLASHBACK ~A WEEK BEFORE~

"Haru, thank you for accepting. It makes me feel better to know that Gokudera-san will have you."

"Of course! Please count on me, Tsuna-san!"

"... if it's the 10th's orders..."

"Kyou-san already got you the invitations, so you will attend like regular guests and collect information once inside."

"Oh, Hibari-san did? Impressive-desu! Talking about him, it has been a while I haven't seen him?"

"Well, Kyou-san and crowded meetings are, you know... Sorry you only have me..."

"Aah, I didn't mean that way! Kusakabe-san is always really helpful, even more than Hibari-san!"

"Hum, not sure Kyou-san will like hearing that, sigh... In any case, here are the invitations. Dress code will be black tie so the Cavallone said you can borrow formal attire from them if necessary, and..."

"Oy, Tako-Head, you'd better take good care of her, even if it's only a reconnaissance mission. You know the other Famiglia won't like it to the extreme if they find you out."

"No need to state the obvious, damn it! That's why I didn't want a partner to start with..."

"Haha, Gokudera, could you be worried for Miura?"

CLANG.

An arm-mounted skull weapon had collided with a katana blade, a cold stare meeting a smug smile, before the two Vongola Guardians stepped away from each other and put away their weapons. Everybody else around had simply sighed, already used to the state of Cold War between them, even if the topic making it snap was generally different.

"In any case, please be careful, Haru, Gokudera-san."

"Yes, Tsuna-san! / Upon my honour, 10th!"

END OF FLASHBACK

"Haru wanted to help you! How do you think you'd go incognito all alone in a ballroom filled with dancing couples? Naive-desu!"

"Don't call someone naive when you were the one wanting to back off after being told to wear that slitted dress, tsk!"

"How could I know Dino-san and Romario-san would pick up something like that?! You Italians are really libertine!"

"Don't call people libertine when you were the one to learn tango just for tonight, for Hell's sake..."

"Why would tango be a problem? Haru watched a lot of spy movies to find the best way to help you and tango was used in four of them!"

"Remind me to bomb this movie-rental place of yours..."

"... Gokudera-san, you're really on edge tonight..."

"... how... could... I... not...?!" TYL!Gokudera swallows back the last sentence with what is left of his composure.

Any mafioso from a powerful Family would of course feel pressured by having to spy onto another renown Family, and it was already bad enough to have to do it wide in the open at some ballroom dancing evening party, but he also had to think about the safety of his partner along the way. Speaking of his partner, any normal man his age from a healthy background would of course feel on edge having a girl in a flattering slitted red dress pull up tango moves in his arms, and it was not helping when said girl is completely oblivious of it. Altogether, hence, the biggest nerve-breaking situation he has had in a while...

"Ah, Gokudera-san, the target moved towards the balcony!"

"Damn... Behind us, we need t... Waaah?!"

TYL!Gokudera barely has time to step back for balance that his left hand is hijacked by TYL!Haru's thigh, lifted perpendicular to his own in a piernazo (tango figure similar to a high leg wrap) as she leans forward and forward on him for a volcada (tango figure where the woman leans forward in a closed embrace, supported by the leader's torso), her hand raising theirs to take up the pose.

"... Friccion, just do a friccion (tango move of pulling the woman with only her toes touching floor) backwards until we reach a spot where you can see him, hurry...!"

TYL!Gokudera absent-mindedly obeys the instruction while trying really hard not to mind anything else except the pair of chestnut eyes already setting many things inside him in disarray. He'd surely better not try to mind anything else if he wants to keep his cool, that's his only certitude at the moment.

The shadow of a secret negotiation to spy on from the dance-floor while having his fingers linger on the silky skin of her leg... the biggest nerve-breaking situation of these past five years, for sure...

Oh, how he wishes there could be some real fight instead of this insane tickling burning sensation running across his entire body when being torn between the adrenaline of anticipated danger and the fuzziness of his heartbeat escaping and fluttering for some other shameful reasons... Can't someone pull out a gun or Box Weapon and do something before he cracks up, for Hell's sake...?!