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Those Left Behind	By : stephfarrow94 Category: +G to L > Katekyo Hitman Reborn Views: 5535 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Those Left Behind
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
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It was rare for Shoichi to not enjoy sex very much, usually because his anxiety was getting the better of him. Tonight, he wasn't feeling very interested for a different reason; though he had been happy to kiss his lover as passionately as ever, it was when a single thought crossed his mind did he feel like stopping.
"Spanner..." Pushing the other away, the redhead sighed as he looked to the mattress, clutching the blankets close to his chest.
"What's wrong, Sho?" Cupping the older male's face tenderly, Spanner was patient as he awaited an explanation; this wasn't usual behaviour for the therapist. "Are you feeling okay?"
"...It's just..." Lifting his gaze to meet Spanner's, Shoichi shook his head. "...I said you could ask Belphegor... Why haven't you?"
"I wasn't going to invite him to our bed without knowing it was absolutely okay for me to do so." Hugging the smaller close to him, Spanner smiled. "I wanted you to bring it up first so it didn't seem like I was being pushy. I really am okay for it to just be us, Sho; I can live without him."
"Go ask him." Offering a shy smile to the stronger male, slightly-trembling hands pushed half-heartedly at the blond. "It's what you want."
"Only if it's what you want as well, Sho."
"I want you to be happy, so... I want it, too." Brushing his fingers against the other's arm, Shoichi watched as Spanner left the bed.
In the corridor, Spanner hummed to himself as he moved to the spare room. He knocked on the door before he unlocked it, finding Belphegor curled up on the bed, mumbling away to someone. "Belphegor?"
Turning his head, Belphegor looked at Spanner with a blank expression. "You're interrupting an important conversation, peasant."
"I apologise, but I have a request for you." Stepping further into the room, Spanner stood by the edge of the bed, watching as his patient turned back to whatever invisible being he had referred to. He mumbled something under his breath before his attention went to Spanner, the other taking on a grim look. "Would you like to join Shoichi and I in bed tonight?"
Blinking beneath long bangs, Belphegor cocked his head to the side. "What do you mean?"
Spanner knew to be patient with his fellow blond, fully aware that Belphegor truly had no comprehension of sex other than what he had been put through in his life. "Sho and I are going to make love tonight. Care to join us?"
"What's that?" It made sense that the young man wouldn't understand this either; he'd probably never heard the terminology in his life, nor would he link it to the rough and violent sex he was used to having, much less all the times he had been raped in his life – there was just no way he could put love and the latter together in the same sentence.
"It's sex."
The older male scoffed at the idea, frowning further. "How can sex involve love? That's stupid!"
"No; sex is best when there's lots of love and trust involved." Reaching out, the taller male brushed his fingers against the back of Belphegor's hand. "If you would let us, we can show you. You love Viper, don't you? I know you always prefer to have it with her than with anyone else."
"There's no love in what we do; fucking her and everyone else is just a means to an end."
"Does it make you forget? Help you feel in control?" Inching his hand towards the other's face, Spanner was surprised when he was warily allowed to run his hand through tousled blond locks. He frowned when the other nodded, unable to understand how it must feel to have been through what his patient had. "Let us help you feel better, Belphegor. I promise you'll feel great."
Now that the topic had been brought up, Belphegor couldn't help but think about the past he just wished he could forget. He frowned, a soft keen escaping his lips as he reached up to tug at his hair. He nodded, just wanting to disremember.
"Come on, Belphegor." Helping the older male from the bed, Spanner led him into his bedroom. Guiding him over to the bed, he sat his patient on the edge before he knelt dowm, smiling. "We're going to take this slow, alright? We'll stop at any point if you ask us to."
Belphegor shrugged, instinctively pulling away when the redhead's face came towards his. He turned his head upwards, stopping warm lips from connecting with his, shuddering as they instead touched his cheek. He flinched when Shoichi's hand moved to take his, entwining their fingers together, confused about this; why were they trying to kiss him and hold his hand instead of letting him inside them already?
The older blond groaned quietly when a second pair of lips assaulted his neck, drawing shudders of pleasure from him; he had never realised he was so sensitive there before. The familiar stirring in his groin made itself known, and he couldn't help but reach down to grasp himself through his sleeping pants.
Spanner reached out, slowly lifting the other's shirt upwards; though Belphegor wouldn't let him take it off, he allowed it to be raised high enough for his slowly hardening nipples to be revealed. The oldest male cried out and arched his chest into their touch as mouths simultaneously closed over each small bud, giving him sensations he didn't realise he could achieve by touching his chest.
"A-ah..." A long moan filled the air as Belphegor felt himself continue to grow harder, his fingers gripping himself tightly. "Mmm..."
While both males lifted their mouths away from the fragile chest, Shoichi tried to kiss his patient once again, only for the other to growl and turn his head once more. It was understandable; while Rasiel's words could only be taken with a pinch of salt, he had claimed numerous times to have kissed his brother senseless whilst forcing him into this kind of thing.
Spanner was tender as he coaxed the other into lying on his back. This request seemed to make Belphegor jittery, but complied nonetheless; he simply held his head up so that he could watch what the two were doing, one hand gripping tightly the bed sheets by his side while he rested the other slightly in the air.
Sucking in a sharp breath, Belphegor listened to the soft popping sounds as the crotch of his pants was unbuttoned. He jumped as a warm hand wrapped around him, pulling him into the cold night air, and though he was about to protest, he soon gasped as he was enveloped in a wet cavern.
Shoichi caressed the older blond's body as he watched the way Spanner bobbed his head up and down their patient easily, feeling his slightly-interested shaft twitch somewhat at the sight. He looked down to Belphegor, finding the other's face was flushed as he panted heavily, lowering a hand to grip at the psychiatrist's hair.
Belphegor wasn't used to getting blowjobs from anyone except Mammon; though he had been with plenty of the other patients, and Tsuna on occasion, the woman seemed to be the only one willing to suck him off. He hated whenever he was refused, finding this to be a very pleasurable act for him, perfect in helping him forget his traumatising past.
Spanner pulled away when he felt the other close to his limit. He licked his lips as he pointed to the bedside table, saying softly, "Sho? The lube, please."
Shoichi nodded, doing as requested. He passed the bottle to his lover before Belphegor growled loudly again, annoyance mingling with his lustful features. "Don't think... I'll let you... inside me..."
"Of course you will," Spanner said gently, popping the cap to coat his digits thoroughly. "It will be most pleasurable for you if you do."
"No one goes inside of me, peasant!" Though the anger was clear, so was the fear; Belphegor must really have been much more damaged by the abuse than they had realised.
"You will like it; I promise." Caressing the inside of one of the other's thighs, the younger blond smiled softly. "How about this? I will put just one finger inside of you; if you don't like it, you may be inside of one of us. Is that fair?"
"..." His mind going over the compromise, Belphegor knew that just one finger could never cause the extreme amount of pain he had grown to fear - and what if he did like it? Would it be worth the nervousness just to find out? "...You said you would stop if I tell you to...?"
"Yes, Belphegor; we promise."
"...Just one finger, then..." Shifting his hips to give Spanner more room to work with, Belphegor held his breath as he felt a digit caress his tight entrance. He hissed at the intrusion he was soon presented with, his body growing tenser as anxiety overwhelmed him.
"Relax..." Spanner held his hand still as he leaned over the older male, placing a gentle kiss on the other's forehead. He kissed pale cheeks and the tip of the smaller male's nose, whispering gentle words until he felt the other slowly starting to un-tense. "That's it... You're doing great, Belphegor."
Shoichi was watching in silence, not surprised by the older blond's wilting erection. Reaching out, he ran his hand along the other's scarred stomach to let him know he was there before grasping the heated flesh in his hands. He caressed slowly, trying to help the young man feel a bit better.
Belphegor wasn't liking this at all; though it felt more uncomfortable than painful, the memories that were assaulting him were making it hard to breathe. His body shook as the lust disappeared, replaced by an unhealthy pale tinge to his face.
"It's okay, Belphegor." Shoichi patted a blond hand affectionately, knowing that all the other needed was reassurance that he was safe and with people who loved and cared for him. "It's okay. How does it feel?"
"...T-tight..." Gasping his words out, Belphegor instinctively started twisting and turning his lower body in an effort to get away, a few tears slipping down his cheeks and onto the pillow beneath him. "N-no more... S-stop!"
Spanner froze his hand, trying to give the older male time to calm down before he caused the other more distress with movement after having said to stop. "It's alright, Belphegor. It's alright."
Muttering away as the ill male started losing himself in his head, Belphegor continued to toss about, until he was snapped out of it by an unimaginable sensation shooting down his spine. He cried out as his back arched, confused by the sudden pleasure that had come out of nowhere.
"He must have brushed it against my finger." Spanner smiled as he spoke to Shoichi, remaining still as he awaited Belphegor's instructions. "Are you alright, Belphegor?"
Panting heavily, Belphegor shifted his hips again, trying to make sure he wasn't imagining things; had he really just somehow felt pleasure by letting the other finger him? He groaned as it washed over him once more, not understanding; never before had being on the bottom felt good, so why now...?
"It feels good, doesn't it?" Spanner caressed the frail man's face, kissing his nose once more. "It'll feel even better for you if you let me make love to you."
Turning a dazed expression onto the other, Belphegor muttered, "Will it hurt...?"
"At first, it might be a bit painful and quite uncomfortable, but you'll get used to it. I don't want to hurt you, Belphegor."
Eager to experience more of these new sensations, Belphegor nodded, laying back; he was scared, but he was starting to trust these two, knowing that they kept their promises to him - but sex seemed to bring out the worst in people; could they be trusted now?
Only one way to find out.
The preparation wasn't too bad, nothing at all like the pain that's been inflicted on him countless times before; it was when Spanner started slowly easing himself inside did it really become a problem.
Belphegor cried out, his nails digging into the younger's back as he tensed instinctively, his memories assaulting full force. "W-wait!"
Spanner stilled, waiting patiently for his lover to calm down before he did anything more; he simply caressed and kissed every inch of Belphegor he had access to, watching as Shoichi continued to pump the older male's shaft tenderly.
"Can you use your mouth on him, Sho?" Spanner smiled as he leant towards the redhead for a kiss. "It might make him feel a little better."
Shoichi nodded, taking the mostly-flaccid shaft into his mouth. He could feel the organ becoming hard once again, and it seemed to be enough to encourage the skinny male to continue on.
"M-move..." Belphegor rocked his hips slightly, as if to emphasise his point. He moaned softly at the sudden surge of pain, willing himself to push through it and discover the pleasure he had felt earlier.
Spanner took hold of the smaller hand, squeezing it as he started moving. He was careful not to move too fast, knowing that the most important thing of all was to make Bephegor as comfortable and bring him the most pleasure they could - right now, this wasn't about them; it was about helping the patient take another step forward.
"Ungh..." Belphegor moaned, not yet feeling pleasure. His eyes were half-lidded as he fought desperately against the barrage of memories in his mind, feeling his heart thump furiously against his ribcage as he steadily lost all sexual desire he had in him.
"It's alright, Belphegor." Wrapping his arms around the older male, Spanner held him close against his chest. He felt a face wet with tears press against his shoulder, but he didn't draw attention to it; he instead continued to comfort the other. "You just need to relax; I'm sure it's very scary, but it will be good for you."
Biting down on his lip hard enough to draw blood, Belphegor shook his head. He started struggling, growling as he tried to push the other off him, only to stop with a loud gasp as pleasure more intense than the first round hit him like a ton of bricks. "T-there!"
Stilling for a few seconds, Spanner smiled, knowing he now knew where to aim. Setting a slow, gentle pace, he allowed himself to be consumed by his own pleasure, knowing that his partner was enjoying this as much as he was.
Shoichi, who could feel the arousal in his mouth quickly becoming hard again, smiled. He continued working his patient, hearing the older male moaning louder and louder until a bitter liquid filled his mouth. He swallowed it all, licking the tip to make sure there was none left, before he pulled away, smiling down at the panting blond.
"Did you like that?" Shoichi patted messy blond hair affectionately, noticing that Spanner had let himself climax sooner than he would have if he had been with the redhead; knowing the psychiatrist, he didn't want to draw it out and make Belphegor feel as if he had to put out more than he wanted to.
Belphegor just cracked an eyelid open to glare lazily at Shoichi, his body heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He soon pulled his shirt back down, buttoning his pants before he rolled onto his side and prepared for sleep.
"Would you like pleasure as well, Sho?" Spanner kissed his boyfriend, tasting Belphegor's essence on the other's tongue. He caressed a soft cheek when the redhead shook his head, just glad that the therapist was as placid in bed as he was; Belphegor needed patience and understanding when it came to these types of things, and a pushy bed partner who cared more for their own pleasure was not what he needed at all.
"I'm fine, Spanner." Hugging the younger male, Shoichi let a yawn escape his lips. "Let's go to sleep now; I'm sure Belphegor wants lots of rest."
Spanner nodded, kissing the smaller male one last time before he laid them both down, careful to give Belphegor plenty of space; he was probably too exhausted to move back to the spare room and had settled for sleeping with them.
For the first time since his arrival at their home, Belphegor slept through the night, his sleep unbroken by nightmares and hallucinations. Though he did disturb his guardians' slumber with whimpers and fitful movements, he was quickly soothed back into rest with tender caresses and gentle whispers, slowly replacing his frightening dreams with pleasant ones.
~~XX~~
To say that the Varia patients were quickly growing tired of this stress was an understatement; after overhearing rumours that Leviathan was next to be shipped away, they stopped sitting idly by and instead figured out their course of action - that was why Mukuro was now sitting in Lussuria's room with them, his heterochromatic eyes shining with unknown emotion as he listened carefully to their plans.
"So you would know how to get to Tsunayoshi's home from here, Mukuro?" Mammon was seated on the end of Lussuria's bed, her knees pulled to her chest.
"I believe I remember the way," Mukuro said softly. "But there are alarms and other obstacles; have you thought this through?"
"Of course we have, scum," Xanxus growled, his agitation growing by the minute. "There's where the Millefiore trash come in."
"They know of this plan?" The blue-haired male was surprised, knowing how badly the two wings resented each other; he didn’t think Xanxus would let them know of their plotting, much less the others agreeing to help.
"No, but that pathetic trash is going to come in handy, and there's no point leaving behind the marshmallow trash; we might need him, too."
"I understand." Mukuro bowed his head, agreeing to help; he, too, didn't want the facility to close. "I will show you the way."
"Let's get those Millefiore trash and get the fuck out of here." Getting up from his spot on the wall, Xanxus was the first to leave the room, the rest following behind.
Finding themselves in Rasiel's bedroom didn't take long at all, and while Mammon and Lussuria left to gather Byakuran, Xanxus was quick to kick the blond into waking consciousness.
"Oi, trash." Caring nothing for the anxious frown that greeted him, Xanxus dragged the other off the bed by the hair. Tossing the older twin carelessly onto the ground, the older male stared down at him with a look of loathing. "Get us out of here."
"The building...?" Rasiel's frown grew deeper before understanding hit him. "Shesheshe~ You're getting us out here?"
"What do you think, scum? Can you do it or not?"
Pushing his chest out in pride, Rasiel nodded. "I am a king~ There's nothing I can't do. What's in it for me?"
"If things go according to plan, they won't separate you and your shitty brother." Knowing that these were the magic words, Xanxus watched the smaller male crawl over to the broken vent on the other side of the room, resurfacing with several knives. "Break the alarm system and unlock the front doors for us. Don't worry about the cameras."
Rasiel nodded, a maniacal grin that put his brother’s to shame stretching across his face.  “Easy~”
Making sure that everyone was with them, Xanxus gave the order to move out.  They let Rasiel lead the way, knowing the man was a master of escaping and would know what to do better than anyone else.
Breaking into the security room was easy enough, and though Rasiel was at first daunted by technology he had never seen before, he was smart enough to work it out and disable the security systems, giving them a chance to escape without anyone realising until the next morning.
Next on the list was leaving the building itself without drawing any attention to themselves; if they smashed their way outside, someone was sure to call the police; it certainly came in handy to have the blond pick the locks with his knife, letting them walk out of the building inconspicuously.
Now, standing outside in the cold night’s air that none of them had felt for what seemed like a lifetime, Xanxus drew everyone’s attention once again.
“They said that shitty shark is in Kokuyo, right?” Red eyes glared at the group as he awaited a response.
“Yes, Xanxus.” Mammon tugged her black coat tighter around her, trying to fight off the chill.  She was grateful when Lussuria lent her his jacket, the man just so sweet.
“Is there only one facility there?” Xanxus smirked when he received a nod, dragging Rasiel closer to him again.  “You trash get to Tsunayoshi’s; I’m going to get the shark.”
“Let us come, too!” Lussuria pleaded, just wanting his friend back.
“No; too many people will make it harder.  Go.” Not waiting for anyone to reply, Xanxus tugged Rasiel along with him, going to search for the nearest bus stop.  “Can you read bus maps, trash?”
“Sheshe~  Of course I can~  I am a king~”
“Shut it, pathetic trash.” Not in the mood for bullshit, Xanxus focused solely on retrieving his kidnapped boyfriend and nothing else, and if anyone dared get in his way, there would be hell to pay.
~~XX~~
With the clock ticking ever nearer to two in the morning, Tsuna was surprised when the door to his office opened and Fran stumbled in, the boy having been asleep previously.  Swinging the chair around so that he could look at the younger, the brunet smiled softly.  “What is it, Fran?”
“Someone’s banging at the door, and they won’t stop...” Wrapping skinny arms around the therapist, Fran buried his face in against the other’s chest.  “Make them go away, please...”
Tsuna was worried by these words, knowing it couldn’t be anything good for someone to be at his door this time of morning, but if it would bring peace of mind to Fran...  “Alright, Fran; I’ll handle this.  Go lay back down on the couch; you look exhausted.”
“I am...” Clinging to Tsuna’s shirt, the boy followed his guardian out into the dark living room.  He was slow as he made his way back to the couch, not wanting to accidentally step on Gokudera and wake him up.  He lay quietly beneath his blankets, trembling as he listened to the older male walk to the front door.  The outside lights flicked on, shining through the window, and Fran squeezed his eyes shut, afraid of what was about to happen; where they going to be robbed?  Assaulted?
“What the -?!”
Fran flinched at Tsuna’s startled cry, pulling the blankets tighter around him as he heard the front door opening; whatever was going to happen, there was no stopping it now.
“What are you guys doing here?!”
“I apologise for our unexpected visit, Tsunayoshi.”
Fran tensed at Mukuro’s voice before he jumped off the couch, making his way into the entrance hall.  The light was on, showing that his fellow patients had found themselves in Tsuna’s home as well.
“Master...”
Mukuro smiled down at his charge, opening his arms for a hug.  He rubbed the boy’s back as Fran immediately accepted, looking around at the others.  “The Varia came up with this idea; it’s their way of protesting against the facility closing.”
“Well, I can understand the protests and all, but haven’t you guys gone a bit too far?  Running away from the – wait.  Were Xanxus and Rasiel with you guys?”
“Rasiel got us out, hon.” Lussuria pressed the tips of his fingers together, his ever-gentle aura surrounding him.  “He’s with Xanxus at the moment.”
“Where are they?” Tsuna was much alert at this, knowing that Xanxus on his own was bad enough, but Rasiel with him...?
“They’re going to get Squalo and then meet us here.” Mammon shrugged off her borrowed jacket, handing it back to her friend.
“Hiee!” Running back into the living room, Tsuna flicked the light on so that he could find his keys.  He took no notice of Gokudera waking up at this, instead knowing he needed to find his patients before anything happened; if they didn’t end up killing each other...
Snatching his keys from the kitchen counter, Tsuna rushed back to his patients.  “You guys, stay here and don’t go anywhere!  I’ll be back with Xanxus and Rasiel!  Don’t leave the house for anything!”
With this said, Tsuna disappeared out of the house, taking no notice of Lussuria calling after him to ask if they could leave in case of a fire.
“Are you stupid?” Byakuran sent Lussuria a disapproving look before he continued on.  “Of course we can go outside if there’s a fire; what, are we meant to stay in here and burn to death?”
“Well, I just wanted to make sure.” Smiling at the Millefiore patient, Lussuria started heading into the living room, wanting to look around as he waited for Tsuna; surely the brunet wouldn’t mind if they familiarised themselves with his home, right?
~~XX~~
“Is this the place?” Twirling one of his knives in both hands, Rasiel cocked his head at the building they were standing in front of.
“It has to be.” Walking to the front doors, Xanxus leant down to look at the locks.

“Can you break these?”
“Easy~” With one well-calculated thrust of his knife, Rasiel twisted the blade around until a soft click sounded and the doors shifted.  Pulling them open, the blond stepped in first, looking around for the alarm.  Upon finding it, he jammed the knife into the keyhole and, with a few twists and turns, deactivated it before it went off.
“Watch out for the cameras.” Looking around for said objects, Xanxus picked the hallway to his left, hoping it would lead to his boyfriend.  “Disable them if we can’t sneak past.”
Rasiel smirked as he followed behind, the older male, quite enjoying his new job.  “This is fun~  Let’s do this more often~”
“Fuck up, trash.”
Sneaking through the building, it was only a matter of time before they ran into a guard.  Pulling the unsuspecting man out of sight of a camera, Xanxus slammed him against the wall, pinning him by the throat.
“Where the fuck is Squalo Superbia?” the Varia patient snarled, tightening his grip on the other’s throat.  Rasiel cackled away in the background, quivering in anticipation as he licked at his knife.
The guard reached down to his holster for a taser, but he quickly froze when the blond threw a knife at the offending limb, a silent warning to answer the question.
“...C-corridor Three-B...”
Xanxus sneered. “Not much of a security guard, are you?  The one back at my facility would never have said a fucking word about the patients, no matter what.” With that said, the man raised his elbow, slamming it in the stranger’s face hard enough to knock him out.  “Let’s go, trash.”
Rasiel giggled as he followed along, enjoying this more and more; he could only hope he would soon get his turn at inflicting pain.
Finding Squalo was easier than Xanxus had anticipated; once he had found the corridor, Squalo’s crying had led them straight to him.
“Open the door for me, shitty scum.” Xanxus, who was not in the mood for waiting around any longer than he had to, shoved his companion into the door.  “Open it now.”
“Alright, alright!” Using his knife as a makeshift key, Rasiel had the door open in seconds.  As soon as it started swinging open, Xanxus was inside, kneeling down and pulling Squalo against him.
“X-xanxus...” Squalo, who could barely believe what was happening, dropped his head onto the other’s shoulder, his tears coming harder.  “Oh, fuck...  Xanxus...  D-don’t leave me...”
Pulling angrily at the straitjacket that restrained his boyfriend, Xanxus turned to Rasiel.  “Cut this shit off him.”
Licking his lips, Rasiel’s obscured eyes shone with malice as he slashed the blade across Squalo’s cheek, earning a steady flow of blood and an angry shout from his victim.
“Voi!” Squalo roared, his tears all but forgotten.  “What the fuck was that for, you fucking bastard?!”
Xanxus was back on his feet in an instant, taking the knife from Rasiel before he kneed the other in the stomach, punching him a few times for good measure before kicking him against the wall.  Taking the fallen blade, he used it to slice off the restraints, feeling furious at the knowledge that someone had the balls to treat his lover like this; it was disgusting, and it made him want to hunt down each and every staff member and kill them slowly and painfully.
“Xanxus...” Now that his arms were free, Squalo had returned to crying, wrapping his arms tightly around the other as he buried his face against the man’s strong chest.  “...G-get me out of here...  Please...”
“We’re going.” Lifting the weightless body into his arms, Xanxus sent a loathing glare at his fallen comrade.  “Get your ass up, scum; we’re leaving.”
Rasiel scurried to his feet, frowning as he submitted to the alpha male of the patients.  He followed behind at a distance, watching with interest as the dark-haired man beat the absolute shit out of two more guards who had stumbled upon them, leaving the blond wondering if they were still alive; Xanxus had really done a number on them both.
Finally, stepping out into the open front lawn of the Kokuyo facility once again, Xanxus turned to Rasiel again.  “Where was the bus stop?”
Pointing to their right, the two were just about to start walking again before a car horn stopped them.  A vehicle stopped by the curb, a familiar brunet getting out and running to them.
“Xanxus!  Rasiel!” Tsuna didn’t sound mad; if anything, he sounded greatly stressed.  “Get in the car!  You two shouldn’t be here!”
“We were getting the shitty shark trash,” Xanxus growled, turning around to show the evidence to his therapist.
Knowing they needed to get out of here before anyone saw them, Tsuna ushered them to his car.  Rasiel got in the front while Xanxus nursed Squalo in the backseat, clearly not willing to let go of the younger any time soon.
Turning the car back around, Tsuna was just relieved he had caught his patients before anything had happened to them – and he couldn’t deny that he was glad they had kidnapped Squalo back into their care, no matter how disapproving he was going to have to act towards the others for this.
“I don’t know what’s going on, but this is...” Shaking his head, Tsuna tried to focus on his driving.
“We don’t want to be separated,” Xanxus muttered, letting Squalo wrap his arms around his neck as the younger moved closer to him.  “You can try it all you want, but we’ll find ways to stop it.”
“...” Shaking his head once more, Tsuna couldn’t help but smile; he knew how close his patients were with each other, and no matter what outsiders said about them, no one understood the fact that, though they were locked away for things outside of their control, they could work harder than anyone else, truly stand united when they knew things weren’t right, refusing to stand down and let others walk all over them.  If there was something they wanted, they would work towards it, put more heart and soul into it than anyone deemed ‘normal’ by society’s standards.
There was a reason Tsuna loved his job as much as he did, and it was because no matter how well he thought he knew his patients, they were always surprising him with new revolutions.
“Do you guys want some ice cream when we get back to my house?” As much as Tsuna knew he should be scolding all of them for what they had just done, he couldn’t help but love them more than ever; he was even feeling forgiving towards Rasiel, knowing that bringing Squalo back probably wouldn’t have happened without his help.
“Sheshe~  Yes~!” While Rasiel seemed excited at the idea of ice cream, Xanxus was indifferent, caring only about his lover; nothing mattered more than having the other’s familiar comfort back in his lap, knowing he would go to the ends of hell if it meant getting the younger back by his side.
While Rasiel and Tsuna talked amongst themselves for the drive home, Xanxus couldn’t help but stand guard over his now-sleeping partner, ready to tear anyone to pieces if they dared get in between them once again.
~~XX~~
After getting home and serving everyone bowls of ice cream, Tsuna sat down with his patients in the office, letting Gokudera get back to sleep.  Lecturing them could wait for later as it was just too early in the morning for this, but finding them all room to stay was important; Tsuna didn’t mind letting them all share his home, but he just didn’t have the space, and with Gokudera, it wouldn’t be easy.
Instead, he had called Shoichi, hoping the other would answer the phone at three-thirty in the morning. To his relief, the call went through and a sleepy voice answered him. “Hello...?”
“Shoichi...” Tsuna felt bad about dropping this on his friends, but he didn’t really have a choice; these patients needed to be cared for, and he just couldn’t do it by himself.  “I have a problem...”
“Huh?” There were sheets ruffling in the background before Shoichi asked, “What do you mean?”
“My house is crawling with patients, and I don’t have room for them all.  Could I ask you to give some of them beds until we can work out what to do with them?”
“The patients?  What...?” Shoichi seemed a tad more alert at this, but still disorientated from sleep.  “They’re at your house...?”
“Yeah, they’ve all broken out of the facility and found their way here.  Could I bring some of them to your home for the night?”
“Yeah...  Yeah, I’ll go make room for – sorry, Spanner...  Make room for them, Tsuna...”
“Thank you.” Farewelling the younger male, Tsuna then turned to his patients trying to decide how he could separate them; he had to be careful about how this was done as conflicts within the patients were plentiful.
“Mukuro, you can stay here for tonight,” Tsuna promised.  “You can share my bed.  Xanxus and Squalo...  Mukuro, go and get Fran and let him sleep with us; Xanxus and Squalo can have the couch instead. Rasiel, you’re going to have to stay here with me, as well.  I’ll make up a bed for you on the floor of my room.  Lussuria, Viper, Leviathan, and Byakuran, I’m going to take you over to Shoichi and Spanner’s.  Go and wait in the entrance hall for me while I make up a bed for Rasiel.”
The addressed patients did as told, leaving the office.  It didn’t take long at all for Tsuna to come to their sides and, soon enough, they had been packed into the car on their way to Shoichi’s.
~~XX~~
“I still don’t understand.” Shoichi, who was more awake now than he had been earlier, rubbed at his eyes as he regarded the patients behind Tsuna.  “Why are they here?”
“They’re protesting.  I’ll tell you tomorrow.” Stifling a yawn, Tsuna just wanted to get the others into bed so he could go to sleep himself.  “Do you need help with anything?”
“No; I’ve made their beds, so I just have to show them where they are.” Smiling at his friend, Shoichi put his hand on Lussuria’s forearm as he guided the others away.  “Goodnight, Tsuna.”
“Yes, goodnight.  Goodnight, guys.” Tsuna closed the front door behind him, leaving the others alone.
Inside the house, Shoichi rubbed at his eyes as he stepped into living room.  He flicked the light switch on before he pointed to the beds made up on the couch and floor, turning to Leviathan and Byakuran.  “You guys are going to sleep here for tonight.  You can choose between yourselves what one you take.  Lussuria and Viper, are you both alright with sharing a bed?”
The two nodded, not surprising to Shoichi; Lussuria was such a laidback man, loving to be around other people, and Mammon knew she was safe with him, even in sharing a bed.  “Belphegor’s with us tonight, so you can have his room.”
“That’s fine.” Too tired to argue, Mammon just wanted to curl up and sleep; who knew protesting could take so much energy out of someone?
After making sure everyone was comfortable and happy, Shoichi returned to bed himself.  He crawled over Belphegor, soothing the other as his sleep was disturbed, before lying back down in between the other males.  Cuddling in against Spanner, he yawned, letting oblivion wash over him.
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