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All's Well That Ends Well	By : nekofreakz Category: +G to L > Katekyo Hitman Reborn Views: 3393 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Warning: this fic contains SMUT

Part 2

Ten Years Later..

Tsuna’s POV

Tsuna stretched. His shoulder ached badly. He let out a deep sigh when his eyes fell onto the enormous pile of documents on his desk. Lately, all the work that he had done these days was administrative. There would be an opportunity of a possible merger with another Mafia Family in the near future.

Gambino Family that was a Mafia family that had history as old as Vongola had shown great interest to be one of Vongola’s allies. So it was a good opportunity if the merger proceeds through. The only problem was now to determine whether that Family would agree to suit the Vongola’s New Policy. The New Policy was created by Tsuna four years ago.   Most of the Policy basically restricted the Allied Families from any involvement in drug trafficking. If any of the Families violated the rules, their membership in the Alliance would be nullified and would be considered to be enemy.

Maybe I should take a break, Tsuna thought wryly. Besides it’s almost 4 o’clock.

Tsuna lifted a photo frame on his desk that contained a photo of him in a certain dichromatic-eyed boy’s embrace. Both of them were smiling in the photo. That photo was taken two years ago at the Mafia Land beach.

My birthday is tomorrow, will he come? In the last ten years, Mukuro never failed to celebrate his birthday with him.

However, his musing was interrupted by the noise of the door being thrown open.

“Boss!” cried Lambo breathlessly.

“What’s wrong, Lambo?” he asked the younger Guardian.

“Please, come quick!” said Lambo, tugging his shirt sleeve in an attempt to signal Tsuna to follow the teenager.

Tsuna was utterly bewildered but followed Lambo out of his office.

“You have to stop them!! Everyone is terrified!” said Lambo nervously.

“Wait—who?” asked Tsuna.

A familiar tingling feeling on the back of his neck told him what plain words couldn’t. He could feel the one presence that interrupted his calm afternoon: Rokudo Mukuro.

“Where?” asked Tsuna.

“Front courtyard,” replied Lambo.

Tsuna broke into a run. It was in times like this he thought the whole concept of having such humongous headquarters was foolish. It was too big, even for the Vongola Family and especially at times of need like this. By the time he finally arrived at the front courtyard, the battle already began. People were crowding around clearly anxious. But Tsuna’s attention was focused on the battle participants.

Tsuna pulled his gloves from his pocket and activated his Hyper Dying Will Mode. He no longer needed a bullet or pills because his Vongola Blood had fully awakened. He used the dying will flames as thrusters and landed right in between the two battle participants.

“STOP!” commanded Tsuna.

One of them froze then exclaimed, “Tenth!”

When the other continued to attack, Tsuna grabbed the trident in his hand and froze it.

“Stop!” repeated Tsuna firmly.

The other man swiftly released the frozen trident and swept Tsuna into an embrace.

“Kufufufu, your wish is my command, Tsunayoshi-kun,” said Mukuro.

“Tenth, get away from him!” said Gokudera.

Tsuna frowned, “Mukuro, let me go.”

“Oya, oya, that won’t do at all,” said Mukuro chuckling.

“You bastard! LET TENTH GO!!” shouted Gokudera.

Wtihout turning his head, Tsuna knew that Mukuro was smirking smugly right now. The man loved to taunt the Storm Guardian at every chance possible. Tsuna put one of his burning gloves on Mukuro’s arm. The heat from it forced the older man pull his arms back.

“I’ll be fine, Gokudera-kun,” said Tsuna. “Weren’t you supposed to meet Dino-san right now?”

Gokudera was glaring at Mukuro with intense hate. “Yeah… But Tenth, are you sure you will be okay?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” replied Tsuna calmly.

“If you say so, Tenth,” obeyed Gokudera.

However, Gokudera pointed his finger at the man behind Tsuna.

“Bastard, if you dare to hurt Tenth, I’ll skin you alive!!” threatened Gokudera.

Tsuna elbowed Mukuro hard to stop him before he began to Gokudera.

“I’ll be going now, Tenth,” said Gokudera.

“Yes, have a safe trip,” said Tsuna.

Gokudera nodded then threw a last menacing glare at Mukuro before turning his back and walking away from the headquarters. Tsuna extinguished his Hyper Dying Will Mode then sighed at Mukuro.

“Follow me,” said Tsuna.

Tsuna forced himself not to stare at Mukuro – his lover of the last ten years - as they walked together in silence to his office.

XxXxX

Mukuro entered Tsuna’s office before him then make a beeline for Tsuna’s chair and flopped into it as if he owned the office instead of Tsuna.

“Mukuro, that’s my seat,” Tsuna said tiredly.

“Oya…” Mukuro patted his lap, “you can sit on me.”

Tsuna shook his head. Mukuro had been out of contact with him in the last three months yet the man came back like nothing had happened at all.

Yes, nothing happened except six months ago I had broken every bone in his body! Tsuna thought mournfully.

Mukuro was listed as number one in Fuuta’s ranking to be the most possible person who would betray Tsuna. Fuuta did not rank that without a good reason too. In the last ten years, Mukuro had attempted to destroy the Mafia countless times. The last attempt was six months ago. The man had joined the Vongola’s greatest enemy and succeeded in creating huge chaos.

Tsuna was forced to stop him. In that showdown, he had beaten the living daylights out of Mukuro. Yet, the man had escaped a heavily guarded hospital three months ago.

“Oya, you didn’t use the paperweight that I sent to you,” said Mukuro.

“It’s a real human skull!” said Tsuna, annoyed.

Mukuro had continued to send him many presents with notes while the man was on the run. Though, most of them were very disturbing. He had kept the full collection of creepy items in a room somewhere out of his sight in the vastness of the headquarters.

“Kufufufu, it’s not Tsunayoshi-kun. It’s a baby ape skull,” explained Mukuro.

“It’s still a skull!” protested Tsuna.

It wasn’t like Mukuro didn’t care about him. The man was a good lover when he wasn’t being creepy. Their first date and so many dates after that were wonderful. Mukuro had a wicked sense of humor which never failed to make Tsuna laugh. He always picked Tsuna’s favorite places and food on their dates. The only fragile concern in their relationship was trust. It wasn’t a surprise since the older man continued to betray him.

Asking Mukuro to stop trying to destroy the Mafia was as useless as trying to change a leopard’s spots. Mukuro might not know that he had cried for days after he last fought with him. Tsuna was afraid that he might kill Mukuro someday by his own hands. It was one thing to expect Varia to take him down but it was entirely another matter to constantly wonder when he would have to fight with the man he loved.

Tsuna clenched his hand into a fist.

“Let’s break up,” said Tsuna quietly.

Mukuro wasn’t even remotely disturbed.

“Kufufu, give me her name,” said Mukuro.

“What?” said Tsuna confused.

“Give me her name,” repeated Mukuro. “Don’t worry I’ll annihilate her for you.”

“You can’t just go around killing people!” said Tsuna, bewildered.

It was an incident in the past. Tsuna was pressured to marry a girl by the Elders when he turned twenty-one. It had set Mukuro on a rampage. The bride candidate became victims of his illusions. It was a catastrophe. They had to receive mental treatment at the hospital for the damage that Mukuro inflicted upon them. Thankfully, no permanent damage was done. Since then, the elders completely gave up.

“Oh? So that’s not the reason?” replied Mukuro.

“It’s not,” Tsuna justified.

“So why, Tsunayoshi-kun?” asked Mukuro pleasantly.

Tsuna knew Mukuro was angry because the man’s tone was more pleasant than usual.

Tsuna tried not to flinch under Mukuro’s gaze, “I’m a Mafia and you hate the Mafia.”

It was true, Mukuro still dressed in his own style, not bothering to put up with Mafia Tradition to wear suit. While the other Guardians, even Hibari, dressed in a suit.

“Oh? You are mine, so what’s the problem?” asked Mukuro.

Sometimes, Tsuna hated Mukuro’s twisted logic. This wouldn’t be an easy conversation.

“Before long, we will kill each other!” said Tsuna, clearly exasperated.

“Oya, oya, aren’t people always saying that to die in their beloved arms is the best way to die?” said Mukuro.

“Don’t joke about it!!” shouted Tsuna, very upset.

XxXxX

Mukuro’s POV

It didn’t take a genius to know that Tsunayoshi was so close to tears. Mukuro offered his hand to him.

“Come closer, don’t you miss me, Tsunayoshi-kun?” said Mukuro gently.

Tsunayoshi went closer obediently. As he got closer, Mukuro could see that his nose was wrinkled in a cute way and he was wearing a wounded puppy look. Mukuro pulled him sit Tsuna on his lap.

“Don’t be so sad,” Mukuro said as he cradled Tsunayoshi’s face in his hands.

XxXxX

After Mukuro had woken up in the hospital six months ago, Nagi visited him. Mukuro still remembered what she said until this day.

“Mukuro-sama, I don’t understand. Why would you do that?” said Nagi. “Do you know that Boss had been crying lately?”

“Boss was always crying when he thought he was alone,” continued Nagi. “Of course, everyone in the family knew, but no one dared to bring that matter up.”

XxXxX

Tsunayoshi put his arms around Mukuro and leaned his head on Mukuro’s shoulder. Nothing was peaceful about the gesture. Tsunayoshi tears soaked Mukuro’s shirt. Mukuro stroked the younger man’s hair gently.

“Come on, don’t cry,” asked Mukuro as he pulled his handkerchief out from his pocket and lifted Tsunayoshi’s face up to dab his tears away.

XxXxX

When Mukuro escaped from the hospital, he began to reflect about what he had done in the last ten years. Tsunayoshi had tried his very hard to change the Mafia into a better organization. Instead of helping Tsunayoshi, Mukuro caused destruction even while fully knowing it would hurt his tender-hearted lover’s feeling.

Maybe he had been afraid to admit how Tsunayoshi had grown to be such an important presence in his life. He wanted to know how important he was to Tsunayoshi too. So he tested Tsunayoshi’s love time and again – he betrayed him, caused mayhem and killed – what he did was unforgivable. Each time he waited to see if his lover would still forgive him. Each time, Tsunayoshi forgave him but as his Chrome had pointed out, ten years of selfishness has passed. It was time to let go of his fear.

And if he had to choose, he already knew which choice he would pick. Sawada Tsunayoshi was always worth more than anything. His hate for the world was no match for his love for the azure eyed man.

XxXxX

Mukuro entwined his fingers with Tsunayoshi’s then pressed a kiss to Tsuna’s temple.

“I won’t break up with you, Tsunayoshi-kun,” said Mukuro softly.

Tsunayoshi sniffed loudly gazed up at him.

“I still hate the Mafia,” Mukuro went on, “but I will pledge my loyalty to you, Sawada Tsunayoshi.”

Tsunayoshi’s jaw nearly dropped at hearing his words. He had declared his love for him many times. But he had never once pledged his loyalty to Tsunayoshi or to the Vongola.

“Are you sick?” asked Tsunayoshi worriedly.

With nervous hurried movement, Tsunayoshi placed a hand over Mukuro’s forehead to test his temperature and remarked, “but you’re not hot.”

Mukuro reached up and gently closed his fingers around the smaller man’s hand on his forehead. He lifted it and gently guided to rest on Tsunayoshi’s lap.

“I’m serious,” said Mukuro earnestly. “I’m sorry for making you wait for such a long time.”

At hearing them, Tsunayoshi lips trembled and hot wet tears streamed down his face again.

“Don’t cry, aren’t you happy?” said Mukuro, astonished and worried.

“I am happy,” sobbed Tsunayoshi as he blew his nose into the handkerchief.

“Kufufufu, you’re strange, Tsunayoshi-kun,” chuckled Mukuro.

Tsunayoshi sniffed, “shut up.”

Tsunayoshi tugged on Mukuro’s hair at the base of his nape to pull Mukuro closer towards him. He pressed his wet lips onto Mukuro’s parted ones. At first, they shared an innocent kiss, nothing but just light pecks on the lips but the light pecking grew into longer and hotter kisses. Each kiss demanded more and the other would oblige. Mukuro could not get enough of Tsunayoshi’s taste. He licked on his lips impatiently, silently asking for his permission to taste more of him.

Tsunayoshi shuddered with pleasure. He gazed at Mukuro with half-lidded eyes. He licked his lips and parted them slightly, granting Mukuro access to the hot caverns of his mouth. Mukuro plunged his tongue in greedily and slid it over Tsuna’s tongue. Tsunayoshi began sucking on his tongue in a languid rhythm. It sent shivers down his spine and further southward. He was drowning in the sensation and let out a moan. Tsunayoshi slid his arms around his neck and pulled him to deepen the kiss. They were kissing like how a man in a desert drinking water to quench his thirst.

XxXxX

Tsuna’s POV

Tsuna kissed Mukuro eagerly. It feels so good to have Mukuro back here with him, especially now that he knew the older man would never betray him again. Mukuro’s hands had been slowly moving from his chest and arms towards his southern region while they were kissing.   Tsuna yelped and broke the kiss when Mukuro groped his behind and touched between his thighs.

“Eee, what—what are you doing?!” asked Tsuna.

Mukuro smiled. “Kufufufu… Isn’t it obvious?”

“Ah—Stop!” cried Tsuna as he grabbed and pushed his lover’s hand.

Mukuro chuckled. “Oya... That won’t do.”

Mukuro’s other hand was caressing his groin through the front of his pants. A low moan escaped Tsuna’s lips.

“Nnng, stop,” mewled Tsuna.

“Oya, oya. What’s this? You miss me that much ne, Tsunayoshi-kun?” teased Mukuro.

Tsuna was already half-hard when Mukuro kissed him. If Mukuro doesn’t stop touching him soon, he would have some trouble getting back to work.

“P—Please stop, Mukuro. This is an office, you know?” Tsuna pleaded.

“And since when taking you in an office ever stopped me?” asked Mukuro mischievously as he unbuckle Tsuna’s belt and unzipped his pants.

He slipped his hand into Tsuna’s briefs in a slow teasing motion, caressing Tsuna’s arousal.

“Ah, nn—You pervert!!” moaned Tsuna.

Every touch sent sparkles of pleasure to his consciousness but the part of his consciousness that was not blinded with pleasure sent urgent warnings to him – he can’t have sex with Mukuro in his office!

“S—Someone could walk in on us anytime!” he tried to argue with Mukuro.

Mukuro’s hand reached to his collar, expertly undid his necktie and his shirt buttons. Then he pressed his lips on Tsuna’s neck and said confidently, “No, they won’t.”

“What did you mean by that?” asked Tsuna worriedly.

Mukuro chuckled, “Kufufu, don’t worry, a little illusion won’t harm anyone.”

Mukuro lifted Tsuna up from his lap and swiped almost all of the clutter off Tsuna’s desk. But he paused to move the photo frame onto the top of the cabinet beside the desk.

“My documents!” cried Tsuna, bending down to pick up the mess of manila folders and documents on the floor.

Tsuna never went very far in gathering them up. Mukuro caught him around his waist and carried Tsuna off the floor and placed him on top of the smooth mahogany desk.

“Well, we can put them all back on top of the desk again, if you want to leave some evidence of our little exercise?” suggested Mukuro innocently.

Tsuna choked and blushed brightly, “Pervert!!”

Mukuro chuckled and kissed him again. Mukuro gently guided Tsuna to lie down on the table without parting their lips. He gently tugged the waistband of Tsuna’s pants and briefs and pulled them down to his knees. When Mukuro pulled back, Tsuna was lying on the desk – naked, waist down. He blushed under Mukuro’s hungry gaze. He sighed with pleasure as he felt Mukuro’s hand caressing inside of his right thigh while the other pinched and teased his erect nipple.

“M—Mukuro!” Tsuna moaned.

Mukuro turned his attention back to Tsuna’s lips. His lips left a trail of kisses up along Tsuna’s jawline. When his mouth reached Tsuna’s ear, he licked and sucked it. His earnest administrations, earned the older man more moans from Tsuna. Mukuro moved lower to suck on Tsuna’s neck, leaving several trails of hickeys there.

Mukuro took his time tasting and pleasuring Tsuna down his torso, abdomen and paused at the sight of Tsuna’s delectable cock. He circled the tip of Tsuna’s shaft with his fingers. Tsuna threw his head back and let out a loud moan at the sensation of Mukuro’s fingers brushing the slit. Mukuro continued to stroke Tsuna’s length with one hand in a slow rhythm. Blinded by pleasure, Tsuna subconsciously sucked on Mukuro’s fingers when the man gently pushed them into his mouth.

Tsuna whimpered at the feeling of Mukuro’s fingers being pulled out of his mouth. His heart pounded faster as he felt the same fingers trailing to his bottom and teased his entrance. Mukuro teased the head of Tsuna’s shaft. Tsuna was too distracted by a Mukuro’s ministrations when a finger slipped inside of him.

Mukuro dipped his head to kiss Tsuna deeply as he thrust his finger in and out of Tsuna. After Tsuna’s entrance was stretched enough, Mukuro slipped another finger inside. Tsuna gasped at the slight pain. It had been quite a long time since they had sex together.

Mukuro showered light kisses on his face as an apology. Mukuro patiently waited until Tsuna’s muscles relaxed around his fingers before thrusting his fingers deeper. Tsuna moaned louder and clutched the table for support. Mukuro moved his fingers in a scissoring motion, preparing Tsuna for larger penetration later. Tsuna almost sobbed when Mukuro’s fingers accidentally brushed against his pleasure spot.

“M—Mukuro, please,” begged Tsuna.

Tsuna cried out in pain and pleasure when Mukuro bent down to suck on his shaft while adding another finger inside Tsuna at the same time. The thrusting of Mukuro’s fingers and his licking and sucking on Tsuna’s now swollen shaft drove Tsuna almost to the edge.

“I—Mukuro!!” cried Tsuna as he climaxed.

Tsuna panted heavily. Mukuro rose from between Tsuna’s legs and leaned down to kiss the side of his lover’s lips tenderly. Tsuna tilted his head and captured Mukuro’s lips in a deep kiss. Tsuna’s hands wandered down Mukuro’s well built chest to work on undoing the man’s belt and pants.

When it was finally came undone and Mukuro allowed it to fall to the floor. Tsuna pulled back from the kiss and looked intently at Mukuro, silently asking his lover for permission to touch him.

“Ah!” Tsuna gasped as Mukuro pulled his fingers out with a soft pop.

Mukuro pulled back and chuckled. Tsuna tried to glare fiercely at him but he couldn’t. His lover was more handsome and sensual each passing year. Besides his (sometimes) creepy nature, the man was what people called, sex on legs. After all, not everyone could still look breathtakingly beautiful with their pants down at their ankle.

Mukuro was breathing heavily when Tsuna tentatively touched the older man’s erection. Mukuro clutched his shoulder as he began bobbing his head on Mukuro’s shaft. Tsuna tried his best take all of his lover into his mouth and licked on the base that he couldn’t.

It wasn’t long before Mukuro stopped him. Tsuna pressed a last kiss to the head. Then he stood up and sat back on the desk. He definitely knew what kind of effect that he has on Mukuro when he lied down on the desk with his knees pulled to his chest.

Mukuro gazed at him so hungrily that it could set his body on fire if it hadn’t before.

“Kufufufu, my little imp!” said Mukuro as he rubbed against Tsuna’s entrance.

Tsuna wished Mukuro would stop teasing him.

“Please,” begged Tsuna.

Mukuro finally placed the head of his swollen erection at Tsuna’s entrance and pushed into him. When the head entered past the tight muscles at his entrance, Tsuna had to bite back a scream. Saliva as a lubricant was apparently not enough. He hadn’t been stretched so much for six months. Tsuna grabbed onto Mukuro’s shoulder to stop the man from pulling himself out.

“No!” said Tsuna.

“Tsunayoshi-kun,” sighed Mukuro.

“No, I’m okay, just… give me time to adjust,” said Tsuna.

“You’re going to be sore later,” warned Mukuro.

“I know,” said Tsuna.

Mukuro chuckled, “You’re impossible.”

Tsuna was glad that Mukuro did not pull out. The man pushed in deeper before giving Tsuna a slow, shallow thrust, giving Tsuna time to adjust to his length. Mukuro’s bangs fell forward, covering a side of his face and his sweat dropped onto Tsuna’s face. Tsuna raised his hand to stroke Mukuro’s cheek. The man’s self control was amazing. As a man himself, Tsuna knew it was agony to push yourself to move slowly while being in such condition.

“I’m ready,” said Tsuna as he lifted his hips up to meet Mukuro’s thrust.

Mukuro began to move faster. Tsuna shuddered and arched in pleasure every time Mukuro length brushed his sweet spot. His arousal slowly became rigid. But it was still not fast enough for him, Tsuna tried to lift his hips up more to make the man move faster but Mukuro grabbed his hips tightly with one hand to stop Tsuna. Mukuro’s other hand pinched his nipple hard.

“Ah, ah—Mukuro!” cried Tsuna, frustrated.

“Kufufufu… Not so fast, Tsunayoshi-kun,” said Mukuro. “Let me enjoy you more…”

Tsuna was aware that he might start babbling when Mukuro gave up keeping his control. Mukuro began to thrust harder and faster. He clutched Mukuro closer. His lips searching for the other’s wet ones. Mukuro’s thrusts hit his pleasure spot dead on again and again. They could not get enough of one another, desperately kissing and caressing.

“Mukuro, I—Ah!” choked Tsuna.

“Come for me, Tesoro Mio,” Mukuro whispered into his ear as the man began pumping his length.

Tsuna’s body jerked in pleasure as he came, hard. He heard Mukuro moaned his name before the man came inside of him. Tsuna was still lying down with his back on his table, panting heavily and basking in the aftertaste of great sex. Mukuro had slumped on top of him. He winced when Mukuro pulled himself out.

XxXxX

Mukuro’s POV

Mukuro smiled when he saw Tsunayoshi reached up to kiss him. The young Vongola Boss looked very adorable right now. His azure eyes were almost liquid gold. Tsunayoshi reminded him of a lazy cat or maybe a panda since Tsunayoshi always had this habit of clinging tightly onto him after making love. Their lips met again and again in unhurried kisses.

Tsunayoshi was the first to pull back, “I love you, Mukuro.”

“Kufufufu, I love you too, my cute Tsunayoshi-kun,” said Mukuro.

“I’m not cute!” mumbled Tsunayoshi. “I’m already twenty-four, you know?”

Mukuro laughed as Tsunayoshi pounded his fist on Mukuro’s chest.

“Y—You, you’re horrible,” said Tsunayoshi. “OW…!”

“Are you alright?” asked Mukuro as he sat down beside his lover.

Tsunayoshi tried to move then pulled a face.

“I can’t move,” said Tsunayoshi, annoyed.

Mukuro broke out into another laugh, “Kuahahaha… Will it annoy you if I say I told you so?”

“Hmph!” Tsunayoshi turned his head away from Mukuro and sulked.

“Oya, oya, are you mad at me?” asked Mukuro.

“…………........”

“Tsunayoshi-kun?”

Instead of replying, Tsunayoshi began to snore softly.

“Oh, my…” Mukuro chuckled, amused.

XxXxX

Lambo’s POV

Lambo tried to balance a pile of documents in his arms while walking along a corridor. He turned left at the end into another and met a dead end.

“???!!”

Did I take the wrong turn? He thought as he glanced back. No, that’s impossible the headquarters may be huge but this corridor only leads to one place.

Lambo shifted the documents onto his other hand then rubbed his eyes. Maybe he was so tired that his eyes were playing trick on him. And no, in front of him was still a pristine white wall like every other wall in the corridor. It wasn’t the wall that disturbed him but the fact that no big doors which usually led to the Tenth’s office.

Lambo, confused, walked closer and touched the wall. He was still pondering when the doors suddenly appeared and smacked him hard on his face.

Lambo grimaced in pain. Gotta be… Calm…

Lambo lifted his head up to glare at the person who had rudely smacked him with the door but decided not to after realizing that it was Rokudo Mukuro he was glaring at. The Mist Guardian was smiling. That smile sent shivers down Lambo’s spine. Those mismatched eyes glowed with dying will flame as if daring him to comment on why he was cradling Tsuna in his arms and more importantly, why the younger man was wrapped in Mukuro’s jacket.

Lambo shook with fear. After Mukuro left with Tsuna, he finally cried. Unlike Gokudera, he didn’t mind that Tsuna picked Mukuro as a lover because no matter whom you chose, love was still love. But did Mukuro have to be so scary every time he comes here?!

XxXxX

Tsuna’s POV

Tsuna blinked his eyes. He was lying on his bed. A hand was combing through his hair. He looked at the owner of that hand.

“Mukuro?” asked Tsuna, noticing on how dark his room now. “What time is it?”

“One minute past midnight,” answered Mukuro without even glancing at the clock.

“Really?” asked Tsuna, surprised. “I must have overslept.”

Then Tsuna abruptly sat up, “oh, damn!! The doc—Ouch!”

Tsuna felt sore and everything below his waist ached. He blushed as he remembered what happened in his office this afternoon. He was so glad that the room was dark. His face must be as red as a tomato. He was tempted to dive back under the cover.

But Mukuro pulled Tsuna into a kiss. “Buon compleanno, Amore Mio.”

Tsuna smiled brightly, his lover still remembered his birthday, “Grazie, Mukuro!”

Mukuro turned up his palms facing upwards and then put a small box in it.

“Is it for me?” Tsuna asked warily, “It-- it’s not tooth, right?”

One of the gifts that Mukuro had sent to him was a human tooth which was wrapped in a similar box. Mukuro had explained in his note that it was an item that some tribe in the Amazon believed to bring luck to its owner.

Mukuro chuckled. “Kufufufu… Of course not, open it.”

Tsuna switched on the bedside lamp and opened the box. Inside, a gold ring lied in the middle of white velvet cushion. There were lotus flowers beautifully carved all around the band. Tsuna picked the ring up to see it clearly.

“Is this—?” asked Tsuna, surprised but also a bit hopeful.

Mukuro lifted his hand to show an identical ring on his finger, “Yes, that ring is indeed a pair with this one.”

Tsuna had noticed the new ring on Mukuro’s finger when he met his lover again this afternoon. But he hadn’t had a chance to ask about it.

“May I?” asked Mukuro as he took the ring from Tsuna.

“Kufufufu… Now, you are mine and mine only,” said Mukuro as the man slipped it onto Tsuna’s ring finger. “And I’m yours truly.”

Tsuna was deeply moved. This was the best birthday present that he ever received. Not because of the ring, but because of what it symbolized, the unbroken bond between them.

“Don’t try to stray. Because I’ll make sure you regret it,” said Mukuro. “I’ll cut—.”

Tsuna sweatdropped. He covered Mukuro’s mouth with his lips before the man could continue murderous intention on anyone who would ever dare lay eyes on him. Knowing Mukuro, his lover would probably go into detail how he was going to massacre the offenders if Tsuna did not stop him with a kiss. It would definitely spoil the mood.

It seemed Mukuro was only too happy to comply with Tsuna’s wish. Tsuna gasped when Mukuro began to shower him with tiny kisses on his neck.

“Mukuro, I’m still sore,” warned Tsuna.

“Kufufufu… There are many ways to have sex without penetrating you, Tsunayoshi-kun,” teased Mukuro.

Tsuna blushed, very embarrassed. Hieeeee!! Why did he have to say it so boldly?!

However, they were interrupted by loud voices from the balcony.

‘Dino-nii, what are we doing here?’

‘Sshhh, Fuuta not so loud…!’

‘Ahahaha… I can’t see anything, anyway this reminds me about a comedy movie..’

‘I don’t want to be here… Why you people drag me with you? Uuu… Gotta stay calm…’

‘Mukuro, that bastard!’

Uh, oh… Tsuna sensed the impending doom.

Mukuro was out of the bed before Tsuna could stop him. He could only watched helplessly from the bed as his lover threw open the balcony window. He couldn’t hear precisely what Mukuro said to them, but he could hear the resounding screams of the snooping group that tore through the headquarters a few seconds later.

XxXxX

The next day…

Needless to say, everyone was reminded why they should never mess with Rokudo Mukuro. All of the victims were forced to take a day off since they were still too traumatized to work. The only good point was that Mukuro began to perform his duties as one of his Guardians.

“All's well that ends well,” said Reborn as the Arcobaleno sipped his tea.

“Like hell it is! You’re the one that spilled their phobias to Mukuro!” said Tsuna accusingly.

Because it was impossible for Mukuro to know their weaknesses since the man wasn’t close to them. And the smile exchanged between Mukuro and Reborn this morning only confirmed his suspicion.

“What are you talking about, Dame-Tsuna? I did no such things,” said his tutor innocently.

Tsuna rolled his eyes. He didn’t believe that, not at all. Although he couldn’t say that those people didn’t deserve it. They were too nosy for their own good! Tsuna blushed. What if they spied on Mukuro and him when they were in intimate situation!

“Oy, don’t stop working!” said Reborn. “Or I will shoot you!”

“HIIIIE!!” cried Tsuna as he scrambled back to his documents.

The End

A huge thanks to Llryn for being a great Beta. And so they live happily ever after (well as happy as they can) XDDDD Thank you for reading this fic… *hugs* <3 <3

Author Notes

Tesoro Mio means My Darling/My treasure.

Buon compleanno, Amore Mio means Happy birthday, my beloved.

Grazie means Thank you.
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