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Chapter: Blush

An alarm clock blared out it's usual tune; only to be smacked to the floor with a force supplied by pure annoyance. A figure rose, stretching slightly before slumping onto the floor. A yawn opening the mouth wide as a hand covered it. Feet slid out to release pops and kinks from sleep. The form rolled over, to face their stomach to the floor before pushing upwards and then falling to a ninety degree angle. Arms alternating in the holding of the weight. The form dropped once more before grunting. Chestnut hair fell into honey eyes, and a small patch of breath puffed the lock of hair backwards.

Tsuna had pulled himself off of the floor before dropping back down. His form sliding into a push up position before bringing his knees up to his chest. Reborn had called these movements mountain climbers. He did three rotations before jumping upwards and repeating with the starting push up position. His arms protested, but he knew better than to stop. It was the edge of these routines that pushed muscles into existance onto his body. That, however, did not stop him from hating the process.

He had been left in the care of Reborn's apartment, and this was the third day. Reborn was to arrive home later on. He felt his thoughts drifting, as he continued to push his body forward; wanting to gain even the smallest amount of progress while the raven haired man was away. He wanted to be praised, though he would never say it. He prided himself in his improvements. But a part of him, just wanted to be near the mysterious anyx eyed man.

In the midst of his deep train of though, he had missed the quietly opening bedroom door. A shadow slipped into the room; deathly silent, like a snake in the grass, and only when he heard his bed creak under the weight of the intruder did he stop. He whirled around, finding himself on his feet, his night shirt drenched with his early morning routine. He stared at the woman who lay across his bed. His eye twitched at the provocative manner in which she dragged her finger across her bare skin. A pair of black high waister shorts clung to long white legs. Brass coloured buttons holding them together and a bright yellow belt fed through the loops. A white baby doll shirt tucked into the shorts, partially open revealling a lacy camisole beneath.

"Buon giorno, bello straniero." The woman looked at him with half lidded green eyes. The colour remanecent of someone he had met, but had not seen for quite awhile

Tsuna scoffed, turning away, shedding his night shirt and shrugging into a zip up hoody. He missed the eye twitch of the woman. She would be damned if she could not seduce this young man. She picked herself off the bed, and wrapped her arms around his middle, her chin grazing across his shoulder. She felt a shiver, and smirked in triumph, that is until his hands overlapped hers and he spun her off of him. He brushed his arms as if trying to rid himself of her touch.

She smiled, and then pounced. He dodged her every advance. When he quickly ran into the bathroom and locked the door behind him. He fell backwards onto his ass when the handle began to dissolve. The woman kicked the door open, a yogurt container in her hands. She shook the container and then smiled at the brunette.

"Shall we play with food as foreplay?"

He threw himself off the floor and positioned himself into a defensive stance. His pout turned downward in a hard frown.

"I don't want to play... hadn't your mother taught you about speaking to strangers?"

"You look more like a plush doll than a person, leoncino."

Tsuna's eyes widened, and then he stood straight, a hand going behind his head. His eye twitched as he looked around the bathroom. The woman paused, flipping pale pink locks behind her shoulder. She eyed the handsome brunette, and smirked when she found his gaze scrutinizing her.

He breathed evenly, and watched as her face fell in wonder.

"Siete a conoscenza di un uomo di nome, Reborn?"

"So, you can speak Italian. Yes.. I know Reborn."

Tsuna sighed in relief, his hands going out in front of him in a show of defeat, the woman stashed her concootion of doom, and leaned against the door frame. Her leg bending back to perch against the wall. Tsuna then took noticed of her stilletto clad feet. Shaking his head he began.

"What do you know of me.."

"You're Reborn's gattino."

Tsuna sighed, of all the words that his mentor had taught him, that one still slipped from his reaches. The woman smiled, her fingers of one hand covering her mouth. Her smile slipping when she watched the brunette tense.

"My name is Bianchi.. and I guess you pass."

Tsuna blinked at her, a look of confusion drifting across his face. Bianchi fell into a fit of laughter, staring at the man before her.

"He didn't tell you. Oh, that's classic." She strut out of the room, and threw open Tsuna's closet. He followed behind her, a safe distance,just in case she decided to pull out thata container. Was that even edible? I digress-

When she turned back to the slender male, she had a duffle bag in tow. A look of triumph on her face as she flung it at him. Tsuna caught it with a huff as the woman stood, brushing dust from her clothes. She began to walk towards the door, and Tsuna blocked her. His body pressing her against the wall. Bianchi felt something warm rush up her face, and she bit back a retort. It had been years since someone made her blush. But the way this man moved, reminded her almost of her lover.

She pushed Tsuna away, her fingers itching towards her concealed container of poison cooking. When he barely budged, she turned a glare on him, his words causing her to almost laugh. This was just like Reborn.

"What, just what did I pass?"

Bianchi pushed harder, and then an idea sparked into her head. She pulled the brunette's face near her's. Her lips brushed against his cheek,

"Hai me dove si desidera me... cosa pensa di fare?"

(You've got me where you want me.. what do you plan to do?)

Tsuna's face erupted into a brilliant blush.

"In-d-d-decent..."

Bianchi pushed her way from the wall, passing Tsuna. She pat his head as she exited the door.

"I would love to stick around and kill some time; but the seduction test is over. You passed. Though barely. Give Reborn my regards! See you soon, gattino di Reborn."

Tsuna slumped down the wall as he watched her retreating form. His head spining. Just what kind of nonesense had he gotten himself into?

(BreakIn)

Reborn closed his phone with a soft click. He smirked, his fedora pulled over his eyes as he stretched out in the cafe chair. He counted down from five,

to four;

to three;

and then to two;

He picked up the incoming call, not caring to look at the screen; he already knew who it was.

"Chaos, Leone. ora ora, mi dispiace."

"Don't you give me that nonesense. Who was that! I-I almost g-go.."

"She would not have touched you.. at least I'm sure she wouldn't have. She only likes the strong. You've nothing to worry about."

There was silence, and then the man on the other line errupted into a fury of words. Angry, and yet he swore he heard the tone of relief in that voice. Reborn had to hide the growing grin on his face, the brunette was livid. But how would he have performed if he had told him about Bianchi coming? He wouldn't have used his slight seduction skills to gather the information like he had been taught.

"You did well, Tsuna. So stop complaining."

At the sound of the slight praise, the brunette quieted down on the other line. A pregnant silence filled the phone line, and then.

"Fine."

Reborn raised an eyebrow.

"Cosa?"

He heard a slight shuffle on the other end of the phone. A response seeming hard to come by. Reborn's curiousity getting the better of him. He waited only two more moments before he pressed on.

"Cosa, Leone?"

He heard the other male take a deep breath. The sentence that Reborn heard, was one of the most beautiful he had ever heard.

"Mi portano in Italia. Io, solo se prometti di accompagnarmi."

(Bring me along to Italy. I will go, only if you promise to accompany me.)

Reborn smirked, throwing a few bills on the table as he headed in the direction of his apartment.

"Molto bene, I'm sure you've already packed?"

There was silence, and the a rustle of rapid movement. Reborn chuckled darkly.

"You have five minutes before I arrive, be ready. The plane leaves in two hours. I'll punish you if you're not decent by the time I walk in through that door."

He heard the other male eep, before the phone line went dead. Reborn fished his keys out of his suit jacket. He had already arrived, but knowing the way the other was panicing; he'd never notice the bluff.

He threw the door open, a glint in his eyes as he watched the brunette before him slowly begin backing away towards the guest room. He may have passed Bianchi's test of seduction, but would he pass his?

Pinkie's Part Take 2:

Sorry this one is so short! Gomen gomen! The next chapter should be longer. Would anyone like a slight omake showing how Tsuna fares with Reborn's seduction test? Or should I jump right into the plot?

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