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Chapter 3: Illusionary Storm
The dressed soldier blinked a couple of times, the blush dimming down to a light pink hue. He then smiled gently. "My name is Daemon Spade, Tsunayoshi-kun." The brunette stared then shifted his gaze to the other occupants as if urging them to do the same, to which they complied. But before anyone could have even make motion, the blonde stepped Daemon, his eyes glinting, to which the illusionist shivered. "Eh? I was suppose to be the first, Daemon-kun," he whispered. Poor Tsuna was oblivious to the menacing aura emitting from the jealous male.
Without any warning, the boss-in-command nudged (more like a harsh push) Daemon to the side and immediately cooed over the confused boy. "Kyaa~! You're so aborable and cute, Tsu-kun~!" He hugged the life out of the brunette, rubbing his cheeks lovingly against the other's. The blonde sighed in bliss then set Tsuna on his feet, his eyes sparkling animatedly while hearts appeared above his head. "Ne, Tsu-kun, my name is Giotto but you can call me 'papa'!" He squealed childishly.
His posture suddenly serious and scary (not that Tsuna noticed) causing his companions to take a step back. "Always know papa will be here, Tsu-kun. He will protect you from anything, especially from some perverted pedos." At this Daemon twitched in annoyance.
A hand latched firmly on Giotto's shoulder and forcably dragged him behind the group's backs, hiding the commotion from view. The red (almost pink) haired male adorned with an endless line of a flaming crimson tatoo sighed, shaking his head in disapproval. "Giotto, you idiot," he muttered. Noticing the brunette's direct gaze on the men behind him, he took a step forward, instantly gaining his attention. "Don't mind him. He's okay."
Cue, shouting: "Whoa, whoa, calm down Giotto!", "A force to be wrecken with. Pitiful.", "May the demons repel you!", "Giotto, please settle down. We can work this throughly."
G sighed once more, face palming in disstress. Gee, his childhood friend never changed. Ever. Tsuna tugged on the man's pants, looking up. "Ne, what's your name oji-san?" This made G twitched, his whole body freezing into stone. Twitch. 'Oji-san...' His made him choke on his saliva. He wasn't even over 30 years of age! He is still young!
Tsuna blinked, tugging on the fabric once more. "Ano.." The man inhaled sharply then exhaling slowly. He looked down at the brunette, crounching to his height. "Hey, kid, I'm not that old yet. And my name is G; just G." He sighed, running his hand through his hair.
The brunette's tail wagged lightly, a wide smile spreading across his chubby, rosy cheeks. "G-nii!" He clapped, beaming at the surprised male. G's heart skipped a beat. That sounded just...right. Regaining his composure, he released a gentle, warm smile. It's been a while since he's done that. "That's okay, too," he laughed, ruffling Tsuna's hair which was surprisingly soft, bristling past the soft ears causing the boy to mewl softly. This surprise the latter, the desire to touch the appendage increasing.
"Ne, G-nii," Tsuna called, fiddling with his fingertips. "C-can I hug you?" He shyly asked, flustering. The grown male's eyes widen to a degree, the previous feeling in his chest warming greatly. A small blush appeared on his cheeks, sputtering inaudible nonsense. Flipping his head to the side, his blush immensing, he slowly raised his arms in a welcoming gesture. "W-what are you w-waiting for? This is a one time thing." He muttered, the last statement a total lie.
Tsuna gasped and ran into his arms, hugging the other warmly. He giggled happily, nestling his head into the croak of man's neck. G unconsicously cuddling the other closer, a protective aura surround them, with a soft laugh escaping his lips. While the duo snuggled happily, the surrounding occupants' radiated a scary aura, their eyebrows twitching dangerously.
"Ne, G, sharing is caring," The traditional Japanese said with a strained smile.
"Public Display of Affection is not allowed," The whitish blonde stated, his fingers inching toward his handcuffs. 'Neither is cuddling with the little animal.'
"The precious life created by God must be cared for by the father priests," The priest praised.
"He may be a brat, but your actions are not approved by me." The green-haired teen yawned, slouching on the bed.
The most intimidating aura of them all was Giotto whose bangs hung over his eyes, a dreading feeling creeping down G's spine. This was not good. AT ALL. This will be he last, but not that it's gonna effect him. He already was a free-floating spirit, or an immortal ghost. In a chilly, terrifying tone, the blonde stated hissed, "G, what are you doing to Tsu-kun?" Under the fringes, his eyes narrowed, glinting with melace.
The red head sweated bullets, stopping his moment with the adorable bundle in his arms. He stood quickly, shifting the boy on his chest to face the direction of his backside. "G-giotto.." He sweat dropped at the sight, stepping back on par with them advancing toward him. Until his back touch the wall, a force suddenly tore Tsuna from his arms as the group lunged at him. "Ahh!" His scream muffled under the weight.
Sounds of rustling fabric echoed through the room, along with jealous remarks and duct tape beening unrolled. Confused with the turn of events, Tsuna finally met the face of his savior. The man smiled at him, leading them to the bed. Ignoring the screeching, the man said, "Hello there, Tsuna-kun. My name's Asari Ugestu, it's a pleasure to meet you."
A/N: Hello, once again. Made a G and Tsuna fluff moment (KAWAII!) I picture this scene while typing, making me squeal my head off. :3 Also, to answers questions: Yes, the first generation are spirits as in canon. No mafia will be involved considering this is a family coverage. Iemistu will be counted as an hard working husband whose days off are very slim. To those who supported, thanks so much! :D
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