Verse: A soulmate AU in a corporate setting.

Each pairing stands on its own and has a different soulmate trope.

Dedicated to: LazyRainDancer

1. Stay, Don't Linger…

Though Tsuna had worked in Trinisette Corporation for two years, he rarely knew what was going on or most of the workers, just the important ones like his boss, the head of HR, Luce, who was a nice enough woman. So when he found some lost files one evening during his rounds, he delivered them to the "mad scientist" of the Biomedical Department.

The green-haired man didn't pause in his writing or even look up when Tsuna entered his lab, but that only gave Tsuna some time to admire it. There were various equipment that reminded him of a hospital arranged neatly in the large space and more he didn't recognize; there was still more to see when he realized that there was another hallway down to his left. "Um, this"—Tsuna grabbed the files from his cleaning cart, careful not to drop them—"I f—found them on the floor, V—Verde-san." He grimaced at his stutter and hoped that Verde wouldn't comment on.

Thankfully, the scientist didn't. He stopped writing for a moment to turn towards Tsuna. His face was blank while he unashamedly look him up and down. "Yes." He stuck out his hand, prompting Tsuna to hand the files over.

The brunet's left hand trembled from the effort, and his wrist strained when he lifted the files to Verde's awaiting grasp. He stepped back after passing them on and bowed, even though the scientist wasn't looking his way. "H—Have a good night," he whispered.

Turning, he rubbed his wrist and tugged down his starched sleeve a little harder than necessary. The coarse fabric itched his skin, making it burn a little more. He didn't look back when the doors closed behind him.

It wasn't until a few days later Tsuna saw Verde again. An employee was gushing about meeting her soulmate to her friends, who laughed and clapped in delight. When they had asked to see her mark, she turned her head and pointed behind her ear while showing them a picture of her soulmate's identical one in the same spot on her phone. It was a small crescent, the color a pretty shade of purple.

"Excuse me," a familiar voice said.

Tsuna jumped before quickly pushing his cleaning cart to the side to let Verde pass. "I—I'm sorry," he said, keeping his head low in apology.

Verde walked past him as if he didn't hear him. The female employees immediately hushed when he walked by, their sharp eyes roaming his tall, lanky body, before he entered the copy machine room.

"I heard he doesn't have one," one of them whispered.

Her friend gasped softly, and even Tsuna widened his eyes. "No, that's impossible. Everyone has one."

"Oh come on, who'd love him? He's so…distantand strange. I heard that the other executives don't really like him either. They only keep him around because he's the best at what he does."

Tsuna's breath hitched. His left hand ached while he scrubbed the windows with a wet rag. He had been rubbing the same spot for the past minute. That wasn't good, he thought, moving down. The ache still lingered, a faint, burning pulse.

"Hey, it's possible, you know," one of the workers said. "My sister's friend doesn't have one."

"Oh, that's awful."

"I know."

"Still, I'm sure they can find someone."

The women quieted again when Verde re-appeared from the room with several copies tucked under his arm. He was scribbling something down in his little notebook, his face carefully blank, and didn't confront the women, but it was clear he heard them. Tsuna was sure of it. They were loud. Verde's long steps clicked dully in the hallways before he disappeared inside the elevator. No one spoke until the soft bell echoed in the air.

"See?" the woman who found her soulmate said. "How could anyone love a man like that?"

For a long while, Tsuna watched the soapy suds drip down the windows, following the crooked white trails' slow trek down the transparent glass. When he finally came to, he moved down to the next one and scrubbed it until it was completely clean.

The third time Tsuna saw Verde was a week later, and it was the first time they spoke since their initial meeting. It was a very late evening, around 2 A.M. in fact. That was when most of the workers had gone home. Tsuna didn't even hear Verde appear behind him.

"Excuse me."

Tsuna yelped and almost knocked over his bucket if Verde hadn't stuck out his foot to kick it back upright. "I—I'm sorry!" he said, bending over to see if the man got wet. "A—Are you okay?"

"The copy machine room is locked."

Tsuna gasped, dropping his cleaning rag on the ground with a loud splat, and started fumbling with the keys hooked to his pants. "I—I have the key h—here. I can o—open it for y—you."

Verde remained quiet while Tsuna found the right key with some difficulty, his fingers wet and slippery. His hand quivered when he pulled it out and unlocked the door.

"Your hand," Verde suddenly said. "Do you take any medication?"

Tsuna blinked at the unexpected question. He tugged down his sleeve, tensing when his nails lightly scratched the burning skin. "Oh, um, n—no. I—It's fine, V—Verde-san."

He turned away, hoping the man wouldn't talk to him anymore, but Verde apparently had different plans. The scientist stepped in front of him and Tsuna just noticed how purple his eyes were behind his glasses. "Your mark." This time, Verde's voice was uncharacteristically soft.

Tsuna froze. He tried to hide his hand but Verde was much faster than he expected. For a moment, Tsuna stared at the long, calloused fingers wrapped around his wrist. He didn't know that someone could hold him so gently like that. When he tried pulling his sleeve down, Verde pushed it back up with surprising strength. It seemed like the man was just full of surprises tonight.

A long, ugly red scar marred Tsuna's skin, stretching from his wrist down to half his forearm. He shivered when Verde lightly traced the burning wound, his fingers gliding down his aching skin like a cool stream of water. "This is where your mark is," Verde said quietly.

The hum of the fluorescent lights was the only thing Tsuna could focus on. The man sounded so certain of himself that Tsuna couldn't find any courage to tell him that it was wrong. He was never brave to begin with.

"Who?"

Tsuna didn't like how intense Verde's eyes were. He felt like he was being carefully probed open until all his deepest secrets spilled out onto the linoleum floors—and they just might do that. He was never sewn tightly around the seams anyways.

When he sighed, his shoulders dropped almost painfully. "M—Middle school." His voice was barely a whisper. His tongue felt thick and all too heavy for him to move. "T—They said I d—didn't d—deserve mine. Said it w—was fa—fake." He flinched when Verde's hold briefly squeezed around his wrist before it relaxed not a second long after. God, he could still feel the knife digging in his skin, dragging down tendons and muscles like scissors cutting paper. Tsuna tried to pull away but Verde didn't let go. "It—It still hurts but—but—"

Tears were dripping down his cheeks and he used his other hand to wipe them away. Sniffling, he kept his gaze down on his worn sneakers. They were a stark contrast to Verde's casual dress shoes. "I—I'm sor—sorry. I'm sorry."

Verde didn't say anything. He looked deep in thought, as if wondering what he should say. Tsuna helped him by muttering, "I'll o—open the d—door…"

"I don't need the copy machine," Verde said, guiding Tsuna's trembling hand to his own left palm. "Look." He helped Tsuna push up his green sleeve.

Tsuna's breath hitched. There, on Verde's smooth skin, was two elegant, thin loops with tiny flower buds, clear as day. Even though Tsuna's own wrist was scarred for a long time, he never forgot what his mark looked like…

"It's an infinity loop," Verde said. "Limitless, boundless."

Tsuna stared at it, tracing the mark with his eyes in stunned silence. His heart felt like it'd burst any moment, but he couldn't find it in himself to hope. He expected to find something different about Verde's mark, something that wasn't on his own. The uncanny resemblance terrified him.

"H—How did you…?" His voice trailed off. Tsuna didn't want to know. That'd make it real and what wouldn't stop Verde from leaving him? Everyone left Tsuna's life like sand seeping quietly through his hands.

"I'm not as socially incompetent as people might believe," Verde said. "Just distant. I observe and act accordingly that leads to the best outcome." His eyes studied Tsuna's wound with a hint of anger behind his impassive walls. "Everyone has one."

Tsuna looked down at their wrists, one blemished, the other immaculate. "E—Everyone leaves…"

"Me" wasn't spoken, but hung heavily in the air. Verde tilted his head. "I'm not like everyone."

Tsuna couldn't help himself. He laughed. Verde was a strange man; however, if the marks meant something, anything, they didn't lie. And he wanted to believe, truly. He was never enough. Maybe he could be something from now…

"Okay, I…believe you."

2. Starting Now, We Fly

For 26 years, the six zeroes never moved up on Tsuna's wrist. They'd start up when he meet his one and only but at this rate, he didn't think that time would come any time soon. Plus, Japan was a small country and the chances of his soulmate being abroad… His bank account would probably do more than weep. Probably drag his ass down with all of his dead parents' debt. He'd never see the light of day again.

"Today you have a meeting with Millefiore's head sales manager," Tsuna said, running his pen down his trusty leather-bound planner. "I printed out the agenda and placed it on your desk this morning. There's also a high chance that it'll rain today, so I think it's"—Enrico tossed a crumpled ball of paper in the wastebasket near the door—"imperative that someone picks up Massimo right after his fencing practice before it does."

Because God knew how the boy wouldn't even set a foot outside any building when it rained, like it'd kill him. Tsuna lost track of how many times he personally had to pick him up and keep him dry. Enrico hummed to himself while he tapped some keys on his computer. Tsuna was pretty sure he was watching porn again. "Take care of that," he said. "Oh, and send some anniversary flowers to Giulia."

"Her or your wife?" Tsuna mumbled under his breath.

"What was that?"

"I'm making note that Giulia likes petunias."

Enrico wasn't suspicious in the slightest. "Okay."

Tsuna's boss wasn't an asshole, but he wasn't perfect either. As the eldest of Timoteo's four sons, he assumed his father's title quickly after his death to lead one of the biggest software companies to date. Vongola Corp. was known for its technological innovations from laptops to electric-powered cars. Timoteo had done a good job of running it before passing away. With Enrico, the least-qualified son, holding the reigns, the stocks were slowly starting to plummet, which was why they were meeting Millefiore, a new and mysterious but increasingly popular company, to help boost their sales.

Tsuna wanted the company to succeed, he really did, but his loyalty to Timoteo was just a tad stronger than to Enrico. "Is there any questions or concerns you have?" he said, his pen hovering above a blank page.

"Oh right." Enrico pulled out a drawer and ripped out a check. "Deposit this in the bank. You know her account number, right?"

Tsuna did and he wasn't proud of it. "It's 4:46 PM, sir. The bank closes at 5:00 and it's a 30 minute trip one-way."

"Just send it in. And don't forget to send a driver to pick up Massimo. Get an intern to do it."

Tsuna restrained a sigh. "Always, sir."

Dialing Haru's flower shop, Tsuna ordered a bouquet of daisies for Giulia and Diane. It wasn't like they knew each other. He really pitied Diane. She was a sweet woman despite her wealthy background, and she really did her best to make her husband and son happy. Though Tsuna had seen their timers. Neither of theirs even moved after they got married. Only Enrico's started moving after he met Giulia. Tsuna didn't know which was more painful: Diane being oblivious, or her being fully aware and still staying with Enrico. He could only hope that the daisies and little heartfelt notes would keep her heart a little happy.

By the time the meeting was about to start, Enrico sent Tsuna off to pick up some last-minute catering orders for Giulia's gala, which wasn't anywhere near on Tsuna's to-do list. "But, sir, I need to be there to make sure everything's running smoothly." Translation: make sure you don't fuck up and drive away potential partners with your incompetence.

Enrico narrowed his eyes. "Are you testing me? Look, I get that you worked for my dad and he let you in on all of his deepest darkest secrets and blah blah blah, but there's a line with me. This is important, Sawada, and I won't fuck this up. So just pick up the orders and give 'em to Giulia. I sent you the address." He waved him off, returning to his computer. "And don't come back until the meeting's over."

Every muscle in Tsuna's hand twitched with the urge to punch something, preferably Enrico's face, but he managed to force a small bow and leave the room. Sighing, he pinched the bridge of his nose to assuage an incoming headache. He needed a smoke, probably a drink, and a long sleep. Actually, he was pretty sure he was ready to jump off the building. At least it'd be quick.

He grunted when someone bumped into his shoulder. "I'm sorry," he muttered out of habit. When he looked up, he was greeted with a strange but overwhelming entourage of ridiculously tall, handsome men and women. One of them had shocking white hair and the other green, who looked like he stepped out of a model shoot. Tsuna had never seen such a gorgeous man before (or a man that made him use the word "gorgeous").

The white-haired man smiled at him. "Don't worry about it. Is this where Enrico is?"

Tsuna blinked. "Um, may I ask who you are?"

And how the hell you came up here, he thought.

The other man's smile widened, and Tsuna couldn't tell whether it was friendly or creepy. "You don't know me?"

The green-haired man sighed softly, though he didn't look any kinder than his boss. If anything, he seemed a bit too intense when he checked his watch and stared at Tsuna curiously. "I apologize for his behavior. As you can see, this is our first time here."

Tsuna pursed his lips. "This is a grant-access floor, sir. I'm sorry but I'm going to have to ask you to le—"

Enrico's door opened. "Gesso-san, welcome!" he said, ushering them inside his office.

Tsuna blinked in confusion. The Millefiore CEO wasn't supposed to be here. "Wait, sir, the—"

He tensed when Enrico gave him with an icy smile. "Not now, Sawada. You have an errand to run, remember?"

Ignoring some stares, Tsuna bowed stiffly. "Yes, sir. Please let me know if there's anything you need." Enrico had shut the door in his face before he could finish his sentence. "Fu—" Tsuna inhaled sharply. Positive thoughts.

The meeting ended when Tsuna returned from the other side of the city. He cursed when he climbed out of the taxi and was assaulted by sudden, heavy rain. The streets were so blurry, he could barely make out some red and yellow lights from the shops. Soaked, he didn't break out into a run when the taxi left. A small stream of colorful umbrellas and chattering people walked by without sparing him a glance. Vongola's logo glowed dimly up above the haze and dark clouds. A shadow of black came into view, protecting his shivering body from the rain.

"It's not smart to stand out in the rain like this," the green-haired man from before said. "Getting sick isn't the most pleasant thing in the world."

Tsuna blinked, slowly coming out of his daze. "Oh, um, I'm sorry."

"You're Sawada Tsunayoshi, correct?"

Tsuna stared at the ridiculously handsome man. "And you are…?"

"Kikyo Romano." The man raised his other hand, showing Tsuna his wrist. "I believe it's time we meet each other properly this time and maybe get a cup of coffee." There was no doubt or hesitation in his offer, only confidence that Tsuna could grudgingly admire.

He looked down to see light green numbers etched on Kikyo's wrist underneath his expensive watch: 01:27:97. It had nearly been an hour and a half since he met his soulmate. Disbelief and hope gnawed on Tsuna's tingling guts. He pulled up his own sleeve: 01:27:98…

01:27:99…

01:28:00…

"You…"

Something warm and big draped over Tsuna's shoulders. It was Kikyo's long coat. "You'll have to warm up soon or you'll get a cold," the man said with surprising gentleness. "Would you care for a cup of coffee later?"

Tsuna glanced at Vongola's dreary building over Kikyo's broad shoulder. "I—Yeah. Coffee sounds good. My…apartment isn't far from here."

Kikyo chuckled. "Of course."

Tsuna flushed. "I mean, not to drink there! I just need to take a quick shower and then…"

And then what? He wasn't the most suave guy in the world with a million relationships at his disposal for guidance. The only "I love you" he'd ever gotten was from his mom and that definitely didn't count.

"There's a nice café in the next district," Kikyo said. "Will that be fine with you?" Tsuna just nodded, not trusting his own tongue. "Wonderful. We should go before the cold settles in."

"Right," Tsuna muttered, following the man to a nice car. He nearly melted when the driver raised the heat, almost sinking into his seat if he didn't remember that he had company. Looking out the windows to avoid Kikyo's gaze, he watched the Vongola building becoming nothing but a blur behind him.

His thumb rubbed his wrist over his numbers. He didn't know if it was fear that had him looking down again until Kikyo took ahold of his hand, cradling it tenderly in his own larger palm. His fingers were long and elegant, and there was a pretty green ring around his middle finger. "We have all the time in the world," he whispered, his voice clear in the muted, pattering rain. "Will you share it with me?"

Tsuna met his green eyes. Hope, he thought, seeing it mirrored back at him. That's what it is.

"Yes," he said.

01:28:48…

01:28:49…

01:28:50…

3. Hand in Hand, Me and You

They had met farther back than a good amount of people. Other than the fortunate chance of living in a relatively small town, they managed to stick together all the way through thick and thin. The thing was, not many people knew about them being soulmates and they were fine with it. They didn't mind if others knew or not, but there were exceptions, and those exceptions usually didn't end well.

Their routine was mundane but comfortable. Tsuna would wake up early to take a shower, get dressed, and leave a hot pot of coffee before heading out for work. Estraneo Corp. was a large pharmaceutical company with a Tokyo branch. Its building was tall, sleek and impressive, and the employees weren't so bad. Tsuna couldn't say the same about the bosses though. However, no matter how much he wanted to quit, he couldn't. He'd feel bad idling around the house all day. Besides, his job wasn't terrible.

"Excuse me," a frazzled man said, approaching the front desk. His blue hummingbird stared at Tsuna curiously from its perch on his wife's sloth. His wife held onto his arm while her sloth draped over her back snoozed quietly. They were soulmates judging from how their spirit animals could physically touch each other.

Tsuna smiled up at him as Natsu, his ferret, lifted his head from around his neck. "Good morning, sir. Is there something I can help you with?"

"Yes, we have a meeting with Mr. Greco at 8:30."

That was strange since the CEO rarely met any visitors due to his busy schedule. Also, there were some bizarre rumors going around about his outside activities. Either way, Tsuna had a job to focus on, not gossip. "May I have your name?"

"Rokudo Satoshi."

Tsuna typed the name inside the computer and found confirmation that the man did have an appointment with Mr. Greco. "Thank you, Rokudo-san. It seems like your appointment will be starting soon. I'll give you a guest pass here." Tsuna slid a blank sticker across the counter with a sharpie. "Mr. Greco is on the 39th floor. I notified his secretary that you'll be going up there."

He blinked when the man hastily scribbled down his name and told his wife in a hushed whisper, "Watch them."

After Satoshi left for the elevators, Tsuna soon realized what he meant. When the wife sauntered over to the lounge chairs in the large lobby, two children trailed quietly behind her heels. They looked like twins and no older than 6 years old. Their hairs were styled similarly to a pineapple, much to Tsuna's amusement. It was cute. The sister had a small mouse on her head and held a very worn rabbit doll in her thin arms, while the brother had a little owl perched on his shoulder and kept a protective arm around his sister's waist.

Something didn't feel right, but another guest with a wolf walked up to the front desk before Tsuna could ponder on it. He didn't know how long it was while a steady stream of guests and employees walked in and out of the building, but he kept an eye on the kids anyways. Their mother was clearly uninterested in watching over them. She scrolled through her phone and looked positively bored. The twins somehow passed the time by hopping on the large tiles in a quiet game of hopscotch.

It wasn't in Tsuna's place to correct someone's parenting skills, so he made it his duty to watch the kids and make sure they didn't disappear. Natsu, sensing his unease, hopped on top of the desk and watched the kids in his stead. Tsuna scratched his chin in thanks and smiled at his co-worker, Akiko, whose chinchilla, Mari, joined Natsu on sentry duty. "I'd rather not mop blood off the floor today," she just said, typing away on her computer.

It wasn't until a few moments later when Natsu chirped quietly, gaining Tsuna's attention. He looked up to see the twins by the mother's side. They seemed to ask her something but all she did was wave her hand and never looked up from her phone. Guts churning, Tsuna frowned when the brother held his sister's hand and walked towards the front desk, almost drowning in a wave of tall legs and adults. Natsu's claws clicked lightly on the table when he moved closer to the edge, sniffing the children curiously.

"Hello, how can I help you?" Tsuna said with a friendly smile.

The brother looked at him squarely in the face with every inch of defiance that wasn't normal for a child his age. "Where's the bathroom?"

Tsuna leaned over to point towards his right. "Do you see that hallway over there? If you go straight down, you'll see two doors. One is for boys and the other one is for girls."

The boy frowned at him. "I know what that means. I'm not stupid."

Tsuna faltered a bit. "Ah, yes, I didn't mean it that way. I'm sorry. Is your mother going with you?"

At the mention of his mother, the boy scowled and his sister huddled closer against his side. Her mouse squeaked pitifully on top of her head. "No. We're fine. I just want to know where the bathroom is."

Tsuna maintained his smile to keep things friendly. "Okay. Let me know if you have any more questions."

The boy didn't respond. He just left while holding his sister's hand. Tsuna watched them go with a frown. Akiko sighed and stood up while Mari jumped on top of her shoulder. "I'll check on them," she said. "You okay with handling the desk?"

Tsuna smiled gratefully. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just make sure they're okay."

Akiko glared at the direction of the twins' mother. "The hell's wrong with her?" With that, she left for the bathrooms.

Minutes ticked by, and the woman didn't seem to realize her kids were gone until her husband returned. He looked much calmer than when he signed in. His humming bird crossed a short distance to nestle on the sloth's head. Tsuna braced himself when the couple marched over to the front desk. Natsu leapt to his shoulder and curled around his neck protectively.

"Have you seen two kids?" the husband said. "A boy and a girl?"

"Your children, sir?" Tsuna said. "Yes, my colleague went to the bathroom with them just a few minutes ago. They'll be—" He tensed when the husband slammed his fist on the table, drawing some attention.

"Why'd you let them go?" he yelled at his flustered wife. "I told you to watch 'em, didn't I?"

His wife scoffed. "You're blaming me? You know how slippery those brats can be. What did he say anyways?"

Her husband inhaled sharply before looking down at Tsuna. "What kind of establishment is this place? You can't keep an eye on two kids?"

Natsu bared his teeth with a small hiss while Tsuna stood up to meet the man's eye. His hand hovered over the security button. "This isn't a daycare, sir," he said. "Your children are your responsibility, not ours. My colleague is a woman so there's nothing for you to worry about. She'll be out here shortly with them. Please lower your vo—"

Satoshi narrowed his eyes dangerously and his hummingbird ruffled its feathers. "Are you trying to lecture me right now? Look, bastard, it's your job to watch everyone in this damn place. Isn't that why you sit here all day?"

"Stop making a scene," his wife said, rolling her eyes. "Look, they're here. Let's just go."

Akiko appeared in the lobby with the kids by her side. She was talking to the girl who smiled shyly behind her doll until she saw her parents. Tsuna did not like it when the color drained from her face.

"Nagi, Mukuro," Satoshi said grudgingly, grabbing the girl's hand. "Where the hell did you go? Come on."

Akiko pursed her lips and pulled Mukuro behind her back before he could snatch him, too. "Sir, I'm going to have to ask you step back."

"Let her go!" Mukuro said, fussing in Akiko's firm grip. "Let Nagi go!"

Tsuna pressed the security button and stepped out to back up his co-worker. "Sir, I called security. They'll be here any moment. Let go of your daughter, you're hurting her."

Wide-eyed, Nagi stared at him as if he was a lifeline, the last lifeline she might ever have, and that look should never belong on a child.

The mother clicked her tongue. "You might as well just leave them here if Greco said yes. Forget them."

Akiko and Mari looked like they'd rip her apart. "What kind of mother are you?" Akiko hissed.

"He said yes to him," Satoshi said, glaring at Mukuro, who flailed and screamed for his sister. "Not her." Nagi yelped when he jerked her away. "You can keep that one. Let's go, Nagi."

"Nii-san!" Nagi screamed, trying to pull away from her father's bruising hold. Her doll fell listlessly to the ground. "Nii-san!"

"Hey!" a woman said, her panda walking beside her. "Let her go! What's wrong with y—"

Tsuna and others gasped when Satoshi slapped her. His wife gritted her teeth. "Don't touch my husband, you bitch!"

A few people ran over to help her up while her panda groaned in pain. Growls, trills and hisses filled the lobby as other onlookers watched on from the sidelines, angry but hesitant to get involved. Police sirens whirred in the distance as chaos broke out. Managing to wriggle out of Akiko's brief slack hold, Mukuro dashed forward to his sister. "Nagi!"

Tsuna ran after him and widened his eyes when Satoshi moved to strike his son. Quickly, he grabbed the boy and hugged him to his chest. He bit his lip when a fist met his head, knocking him to the ground. Spots briefly danced in his fuzzy vision.

"Tsuna!" Akiko said, sprinting to his side.

Natsu hissed and leapt from his neck to scratch Satoshi's face. A shudder coursed through Tsuna's body when Natsu touched the other man's face, but he still held Mukuro close to his body, shielding him. It was taboo for spirit animals to touch anyone else but their owners' soulmates and familiars, but Natsu and Tsuna weren't conventional. A hand, most likely Akiko's, gripped his arm and helped him to sit upright just as police stormed into the building.

"Rokudo Satoshi, Rokudo Inori, put your hands up where I can see them!" a familiar voice said. Tsuna looked up to see Kyoko and her fox, Rika, standing at the doorway with her taser gun raised. "You won't get another warning!"

It didn't take long for the couple to surrender seeing that they was no chance of escape for them. In tears, Nagi stumbled away from her father and collapsed near Tsuna's legs. "Nii-san!" she sobbed, holding onto her brother for dear life.

A low, recognizable snarl drew Tsuna's attention away from the kids to see Hana walk in, looking perfect and beautiful as ever. Her eyes though were fierce, never leaving Tsuna's face. Akiko helped him up to his feet to meet Hana halfway, mindful of the weeping children who were lead away by Kyoko. She gave Tsuna a reassuring smile before she left. "Hana," Tsuna said, trying to aim for a smile.

"What the hell did you get yourself into?" she said without much heat. Her mountain lion, Asami, stepped forward to let Natsu hop onto her back.

"I don't know, was hoping you'd tell me." Tsuna blinked blearily, his head aching. "What's going on? I thought you were at a trial today."

He flushed when Akiko whistled lowly and whispered, "Wow, Tsuna. Kurokawa Hana? Top prosecutor of Japan? You're full of surprises."

Narrowing her eyes, Hana pulled Tsuna away from her and into a hug. He almost melted in her arms. "It's a long story. Come on, let's get you to the paramedics." She glowered at Satoshi being dragged away in handcuffs while Asami growled by her side, only calming when Natsu petted her head. "I'm going to kill him."

Tsuna grimaced. "I don't think I want you to go to jail."

"Don't worry." Hana easily took Tsuna away from Akiko's arm and held him up by the waist. Turned out taking on Ryohei's boxing lessons helped her out over the years. "I have my ways to get out."

"You mean bribery," Tsuna muttered under his breath. He winced when she pinched his side.

"Do you want to sleep on the couch?"

"No…"

"Thought so. Now"—Hana took out a handkerchief from her briefcase and dabbed Tsuna's cheek, soaking up some blood he didn't even realize was there—"we're going to check you in with the paramedics and head to the station. Think you can do that for me?"

Tsuna laughed a little. "Yeah." He looked down at his dress shoes, feeling a little dizzy, then relaxed when Asami purred and rubbed against his leg. "You'll be with me?"

"I'm not leaving you. Come on."

Tsuna's hand easily slipped into hers. "Okay."

A/N Finally managed to get to an actual request. I don't know what went on here. I was craving for some office AU's, then personal assistant AU's, daemons, and a whole bunch of other stuff if you can't tell. The angst just seeped in… I tried, peeps. The pairings were decided through a randomizer because I can't make choices. :'^)

I hope you enjoyed it, LazyRainDancer!

Also, there might've been possible human experimentation in the last AU with Hana/Tsuna but I'll leave that to your imagination, haha. Feel free to keep dropping requests/themes and if there's a specific pairing you're looking for, 'cause chances are, I'm just going to abuse the randomizer. Uh, an example would be like "a daycare au/theme with just (insert pairing here)" or "a damsel in distress au/theme with (insert 5 different pairings here)". Something like that, lol. :^D

So much love and thanks to my beta, nico~

Thank you so much for reading! I hope to see you again in the next chapter.

Have a lovely day~

Little Miss Bunny