5986 & ALL SHORT-STORY ~ SWITCH ISSUES
Suggested by: mcr77
Topic: Sexy Morning Switch with TYL | Theme: Humour / Romance
"Yaaawn... Ohayo, Tsuna-san, Gokudera-san, minna..."
"Zzz…"
"Good morning, Tsuna-kun, hihi..."
"Nihao!"
"Ah, Kyoko-chan, Haru! I feel bad for having asked you to bring Lambo and I-pin, but Reborn insisted, and..."
BAM. "That's because you're too soft, Tsuna."
"Aouch, Reborn!"
"Lambo is a Vongola Guardian, so he needs training like everyone."
"Lambo is just a child, so it wouldn't hurt to let him sleep a little more before his training, right?"
BAM. "You were the one who overslept, Baka Pupil."
"Aouch aouch aouch!"
"10th! W-wait, Reborn-san! It's not that late, the sun is barely rising too, so...!"
"Yaaawn, why Ahodera is here? Oh, I know! You were waiting for Lambo-san to arrive, washashasha!"
"… you're dead meat, Stupid Cow! I'm going to rub some sense into that empty head of yours!"
"Gokudera-san, stop taking it out on Lambo-kun."
BADABAM.
"Aah! Lambo-kun!"
"W-wait, that Stupid Cow fell on his own, and…!"
"Gotta... hold... it... in... UWAAAH!"
A familiar purple metallic shape suddenly slips its way in Haru and Gokudera's field of vision, just as they were trying to help the little Bovino back on his feet.
"Ah, Lambo, NOOO!"
But Tsuna's intuitive call is not enough to stop the firing of the Ten-Years-Bazooka at close range, and he can only watch helplessly as three of his nakamas disappear in a cloud of smoke while he remains pinned to the ground by Reborn's previous clutch.
POOF.
BLACK.
"A...hi..." Haru mumbles when finally being able to put a sensation on her senses again after the eeriness of crossing the time-traveling weapon.
Everything around her is pitch-black but she manages after a couple seconds to ascertain that she is lying on the side on something soft. A warm comfortable sensation on top of her seems to indicate she is lying under a blanket and the little pieces of information slowly interconnect. Being in a bed at such a time of the day is after all more logical than having to wake up before dawn to attend to the boys' hellish training.
The thing she can't comprehend though, is why something is obstructing her movements by being wrapped closely around her, something that is not the blanket but feels similarly warm and comfortable.
TILT. When trying to move a little within that something to gain more space to move, Haru suddenly freezes at feeling that 'something' move as well.
"... it moved...?" A familiar masculine voice is heard all of the sudden, and at very close range despite the low murmur of what sounded almost like a thought spoken aloud.
"A-a-ahiii?" Haru lifts her head unconsciously in direction of the sound.
The warmth of a breath comes and sends shivers to her skin, narrowing the estimated distance to barely a few centimetres.
"Wait... y... you?"
Haru freezes definitely at having recognized the owner of the voice that time, and everything slowly clicks together from the lying position to the moving 'something' wrapping her tight, without forgetting the closeness of the sound.
FLUUT. The night breeze picks that perfect moment to come and play shyly with the nearby curtains, and the pitch-blackness becomes clearer-darkness for a couple seconds, bringing a shine in a pair of green eyes towering a pair of chestnut ones at very close range.
Silence falls as realisation strikes.
"Kyaaa!" Haru screams in panic when having finally recovered enough to push away the arms holding her close in a cocoon of bed-sheets and blankets wrapped around two human bodies.
"O-Oy, be caref...!" Gokudera shouts at seeing her miss the bed edge and fall backwards.
BAM. BADABAM.
"Damn it..." Gokudera curses while landing chin first on the floor at the bedside, having tried to catch her back but having missed catching himself back in the process.
"S-sorry-desu..." Haru apologizes with a nervous giggle, having perfectly landed into a backward gymnastics roll despite his concern.
A very awkward minute of silence later, they walk towards the curtain with apprehensive hands, having somehow inwardly deliberated that anything except their previous situation would be better to discover about.
FLAP.
The night breeze engulfs the bedroom as they gaze dumbfounded at the lights reflecting themselves on the water canals painting themselves in dark-night blue beyond the window view.
"That's... Ahi, that's...!"
"Venezia (Ita. Venice)..."
Long seconds pass in earnest contemplation, the crescent moon hiding behind feathery clouds plunging the coastal historical city into dim darkness piqued of stars, barely troubled by the sounds of water echoing faintly amidst the canals.
"... so beautiful..."
"Heehee, did you expect damn less from the 10th and my country, Stupid Woman...?"
"So mean-desu! Haru knows Italy is a very beautiful country! It's just that I've never come here before!"
"Then you can thank that damn stupid cow for the trip. It won't last forever, though... Come to think of it, that bazooka is amazing: it even included the damn time difference between Japan and Italy so that's why we're still in the middle of the night here. Science is really flawless!"
"Ano, Gokudera-san... We travelled ten years in the future and you care about time zones...? Aho-desu..."
"Wh-whaaat...?! Come and say that to my face, Stupid Woman! You obviously don't understand how that Bovino engineering is complex and perfect and..."
"Buuh, Haru will say it as many times as you want! Gokudera-san, you're an Aho for being picky about seven or eight hours when so many years have passed! How can you care about jet lag when we're standing exactly where the future us will stand in ten years?!"
TILT.
Their usual bickering stops suddenly when Gokudera and Haru both realize the meaning of those words.
Standing where they will be standing in ten-year time...
Meaning here, in Venice...
Meaning here, in a bed...
Meaning here, together...
Blood rushes gradually to their cheeks, their entire faces, and ultimately makes a little cloud of embarrassed smoke implodes above their heads.
TEN MINUTES LATER
"They're back. Oy, Tsuna, snap out of it already, you're the Boss, you know!"
"..."
Gokudera and Haru are dead-silent, gazing at their feet due to having too much on their mind. Similarly, Tsuna is unable to meet their eyes, the persisting impression of still having the adult versions of them sleeping naked in the arms of each other's under a bed-sheet still too fresh in his mind to manage and dissociate.
At some distance, removing her hands from Lambo and I-pin's eyes, Kyoko can't help but shooting concerned glances at the trio still not speaking to each other despite Reborn's Spartan scolding.
"Hmmm, maybe I should go tell Haru-chan to have more trust in the future… The adult her had a very nice body, after all, so she doesn't have to worry about dieting anymore, I think..."
"Kyoko, dense…" I-pin sighs longly.