Want Me

A/N: This chapter had me frightened to post, mainly because of the way Hibari is portrayed in a lot of other stories. But, I enjoy the way he acts and I feel I have captured who he truly is. So, enjoy!

Word count: 5,475

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Chapter 4
Prey
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Tsuna sat in his study, hands splayed over the wood, eyes not really seeing the report in front of him. There was another stack beside him, all requiring his immediate attention, but it didn’t register in Tsuna’s mind. It had been five days since the competition had started, since he had almost given up his virginity to Gokudera, and he had not seen one of his Guardians, or Dino, in that length of time. Of course, this only added to Tsuna’s usual paranoia and the young Mafia boss began jumping at shadows.

“Reborn, why haven’t any of them started to...to...”

“Come onto you?” Reborn finished, sipping at his tea. “Tsuna, every battle we have had up to now, what have most of your Guardians done before hand?”

“Train?”

“Exactly. Most of them are curious as to how you would act, and even though some have experienced it already, their perspective of you may have changed. So instead of jumping right into battle, each is bidding their time. I wouldn’t worry. Something will happen again...soon.”

Tsuna didn’t like the malicious grin on his tutor’s face. Reborn always knew when something was about to happen, something big. And since Tsuna’s virginity was on the line, he didn’t want any surprises. Not now.

“This is unfair. Why can’t I choose who administers the cure?”

Reborn looked up, “You wish to choose? Then do so.”

Tsuna glowered at his tutor, “Sometimes I hate you.”

Reborn smiled.

Two hours later, Tsuna was staring at the same report, palms itchy and mind elsewhere. He didn’t want to be in his study right now. He didn’t even want to be in the mansion. God knows, throughout the day he had jumped at every noise and shadow that had made its way into his room. Throwing down his pen, he stalked to his bedroom.

“Where are you going?”

“I want to leave.”

“You can’t.”

“Who says?”

There was a sudden rush of air and Tsuna ducked, turning agitated eyes on his tutor. Reborn raised an articulate eyebrow before placing Leon back on his hat, “Tsuna, you have to realize that you are no longer in school. You can’t simply waltz about Italy as you did Namimori. You are the Tenth boss of the Vongola; one of the most influential Mafia bosses in this world. Do you truly think that you can leave this mansion, without your Guardians, and survive? Do you not remember the outcome of a different future, one where you woke up in a coffin?”

Tsuna grumbled angrily, crossing his arms as Reborn continued, “There are always threats, Tsuna. You cannot ignore them. Leaving the mansion, especially in the state you are in and without Guardian supervision, could cause the Vongola to fall.”

“Fine! I won’t leave. I’ll just go downstairs and train or something,” he sighed, walking into his closet. Reborn smirked and tilted his hat before leaving.

Tsuna sighed as he sifted through his clothes, tugging out a t-shirt and comfortable jeans. Throwing them on, he grabbed his fingerless gloves off his bureau and strode down the hallway, eyes on a constant lookout for his friends. It was kind of eerie; the hallways were void of anyone. Tsuna had become so used to seeing people fill the empty spaces, to waving at them and inquiring about their lives. He had even learned most of their names. He had found out from Yamamoto that he was ranked number two for most respected boss, and in that retrospect, he wondered why they respected him.

He liked getting to know people; back in middle school, before Reborn had appeared, he had had no friends to speak of. But when he had accepted his role as Vongola the Tenth, he realized just how much he needed people, how much he wanted people to like him. And so, when Gokudera and Yamamoto came into his life, he promised himself he wouldn’t get them involved in anything dangerous for fear of them disliking him, maybe even abandoning him. Of course, that didn’t work. He should’ve realized long ago that no matter how much he didn’t want anyone to get hurt, his friends would gladly lay down their lives for him.

“Stop thinking about such morbid things,” he muttered to himself, “Your family is fine; peace allegations have taken a turn for the better; you’re at the top of the most influential family in the world. Your family loves you, but is bent on taking your virginity and you are still scarred by the fact that your infant tutor knew about your lack of sexual activities.” Realizing he was still thinking about ‘morbid’ things, Tsuna sighed and stepped into the elevator, sliding on his gloves.

The elevator ride down was short and Tsuna immediately lit his Flame when the doors opened. His gloves shone brightly and he propelled himself forward, flying high around the training room before resting on top a wooden beam.

There was a noise somewhere beneath him and Tsuna peered cautiously into the room. Sparks flew in every direction; the sound of metal striking metal had Tsuna covering one ear. As he searched for the cause of the disturbance, his eyes lit upon his Cloud Guardian, wielding his tonfa’s with deadly accuracy, his ring aglow with Vongola fire. Tsuna watched his body move seamlessly about the floor, shirt torn from the battle simulator, breathing calm and focused. He felt the familiar heat coil about his form, and he was suddenly propelling himself forward, aiming for only one target.

Hibari sensed him coming and threw up his tonfa’s, cold sapphire meeting heated amber. Tsuna pushed away at the same moment Hibari lunged forward, propelling himself up and around the spiked weapons, coming to stand just behind the Cloud Guardian. Smiling, he ducked when the rods flickered backwards, aiming for him, and then he was up and moving again, unable to stop himself from laughing.

Glaring, the Cloud Guardian stood, arms tense and eyes narrowed dangerously. Tsuna could feel the murderous intent flitting off of him, but Hibari had stopped scaring him years ago. Now, whenever that deadly aura happened to leak out, Tsuna knew all he had to do was surprise the older man and it would ebb away.

The tonfa’s were directed at his head this time, and he lifted a hand, sending a spiral of Flame up and away from him. Hibari’s arm was wrenched to the side, and he was left completely unprotected. Tsuna moved forward, grabbed the frayed collar of Hibari’s shirt, and pulled him down for a kiss.

Hibari didn’t move at first, seemingly completely stunned. The aura of murderous intent slowly faded, replaced by something new. There was a clang and suddenly warm arms wrapped around Tsuna’s waist, pulling him close. Tsuna pulled back when Hibari tried to deepen the kiss and raised an eyebrow when a low growl emitted from the Guardian’s throat.

“Surprising me, Sawada? I didn’t think you had it in you,” he whispered, eyes narrowing. Tsuna moved out of the way of Hibari’s questing lips, causing the Guardian to nearly snarl in indignation, “Keep it up and I’ll bite you to death.”

Tsuna didn’t know what was wrong with him; he was never playful around Hibari. One just didn’t act this way around the strongest and most deadly member of the Vongola family. With a teasing grin, he whispered, “Please, do.”

There was a hint of surprise in Hibari’s eyes before a wicked smile crossed his lips. Tsuna only had a few seconds to regret his decision of attacking Hibari before the Cloud Guardian leaned forward and captured his lips, prying them apart forcefully and angling his head to deepen the kiss. The brunette groaned as their tongues tangled, happily taking the submissive role and allowing Hibari complete domination of the kiss. Those hands that had been gripping his waist slipped under his shirt and scratched their way along his back and hips, making him shudder.

There was a sudden noise of metal sliding from metal and Tsuna pulled back to stare in numb horror as Hibari brought up one of his tonfa’s and ran it down the side of the brunette’s shirt, slicing the material and leaving a thin red mark on the tanned skin beneath. Blood welled to the surface and Hibari’s eyes flashed, his fingers delicately tracing the pattern. Tsuna shivered against him; the burning sensation accompanied by Hibari’s gentle hands was the perfect trigger. His breathing began to speed up and he curled his fingers into soft ebony locks.

“Still an herbivore, Sawada Tsunayoshi,” muttered Hibari, pressing a bruising kiss to Tsuna’s lips.

Tsuna managed to pull away, long enough to hiss, “No longer an herbivore, Hibari. I lost that role long ago.”

The Cloud Guardian searched his eyes, fingers tangling tightly in his hair, “Omnivore then.”

Lips pressed to the brunette’s neck, teeth accompanying the suckling kisses. Tsuna gasped, fingers curling into Hibari’s shirt, trying to contain his vocals. He bit his bottom lip hard when Hibari tugged on his hair, baring his throat completely. Teeth sunk into the junction between shoulder and neck and Tsuna cried out, pain morphing into dangerous pleasure. He had known Hibari would be a fierce lover; he just didn’t think he would enjoy it this much.

More tantalizing bites, all marring the skin. But none broke it. Tsuna allowed a tremble to pass through his body and dragged his fingers down Hibari’s chest, ripping apart the material that barely hung on. His hand ghosted over tight muscles, watching them ripple and shudder beneath his touch. His eyes clashed with Hibari’s and the Cloud Guardian released his neck, pressing one last harsh kiss against his collarbone.

The tonfa’s returned, slicing his t-shirt to shreds. Lines of red decorated his skin, shallow enough to only leave a light mark, none deep. Tsuna knew they would disappear overnight – of course, he was unsure if he would last that long. Hibari’s eyes zoned in on the small trickles of blood welling up from some of the cuts, his fingers tracing intricate patterns over the wounds. Tsuna could feel the pain, but it seemed distant and easily replaceable.

Tsuna felt a hand on his leg, hooking just under the knee. Automatically he brought it up, responding eagerly when Hibari pressed a bruising kiss to his lips, the Guardians’ other hand squeezing his hip harshly. There was sudden movement and Tsuna found himself staring up into wild cobalt blue, body thrumming from pain and pleasure.

“Ah,” Tsuna hummed, wrapping his arms around his Cloud Guardian’s neck. The floor was cool against his back but was counteracted by the heat emitting from Hibari’s form.

Hibari smirked lightly, brushing his fingers over Tsuna’s cuts, eyes dilating at the feeling of blood. Tsuna didn’t feel the pain; an intense heat unlike what he was used to coiled in his stomach, causing his legs to move restlessly. Hibari seemed to sense the change; his fingers slid away from the cuts, scratching over his stomach and chest. Tsuna arched as his nipple was caressed, a soft moan emitting from his parted lips. Hibari zoned in on the noise, dragging his fingers over the sensitive bud before he leaned forward, pressing his tongue against it. Teeth dragged over the peaked nub and Tsuna found his fingers tangled in deep ebony locks, holding his Guardian in place, head thrown back. The pain was delicious, as arousing as the gentleness Gokudera had shown him not too long ago.

All thoughts of his previous experiences were wiped clean when Hibari bit down, causing a pleasured scream to rip from Tsuna’s throat. He felt Hibari hum, hands diving beneath his pants to cup his bottom. Tsuna saw stars when Hibari lifted his hips at the same time as he thrust down, bringing them together almost painfully. He automatically dragged his hands from Hibari’s hair, clawing shallow trails down the Cloud Guardian’s pale back. Hibari arched into his touch, heated sapphire clashing with pleasured toffee before their lips came together.

There were no words, just movement, almost animalistic. Tsuna could feel the desire bubbling beneath Hibari’s skin; he craved whatever it was, ready to try almost anything just to feel that bizarre need once again. Heated skin pressed against his chest as they moved together, Tsuna’s body completely at the mercy of the Guardian above him. Their hips clashed, every time more erotically painful than before until Tsuna couldn’t stand such simple friction; he wanted to feel.

His fingers slid down Hibari’s sides, scratching deep whenever their hips connected. A growl escaped the Cloud Guardian, and he bit into Tsuna’s shoulder once more, this time drawing blood. A guttural moan made its way past Tsuna’s lips as Hibari pressed a suckling kiss to the wound and he finally managed to bring his hands to where he wanted them to be.

Hibari froze over him, face coming into view and eyes narrowing as Tsuna ghosted his fingers over the rim of Hibari’s pants. Since they had stopped moving, Tsuna pressed his body down, making room for his fingers, which hastily cupped Hibari’s bulge, watching the narrowed eyes close and a groan escape panting lips. His hands shook; his mind was on autopilot, wanting nothing more than to cause more pleasure. The popping noise of a button being released caused Hibari to move, and suddenly his hands were above his head, held firmly in place. Tsuna knew he could break the hold; with his gloves on, he could easily overpower his Cloud Guardian. But he wanted to know what Hibari would do, how he would react to Tsuna’s strange nature. Granted, the brunette couldn’t help it: however his friends wanted him to act in the throes of passion was solely up to them. And it seemed Hibari was confused about that role.

“You are always surprising, Sawada Tsunayoshi,” Hibari stated, holding his body just above Tsuna’s. “But know this: I get what I want.”

“I don’t doubt that,” Tsuna answered automatically. His eyes closed when Hibari pressed a nipping kiss to his ear. Trying to stay coherent, the brunette continued, “But it’s not my fault I’m acting this way. You want me this way.”

“I know.”

A rather vicious bite to his neck had Tsuna arching, body trying to simultaneously move closer and farther away. A wanton moan escaped him as the Cloud Guardian moved farther down his body, one hand still holding his wrists tightly while the other scratched deeply into the soft skin above his erection. Tsuna bit his bottom lip, holding back the cry, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. It felt so good, but at the same time the pain was something his body was unfamiliar with, especially when it was coupled with pleasure.

“W-wait,” he managed. Hibari either ignored him or didn’t hear. Tsuna tried again, gaining back the energy in his arms, “Wait, Hibari.” This time the Cloud Guardian looked up, a mixture of desire and rage dancing dangerously in his eyes. Tsuna winced at the look before swallowing hard, “I – I don’t think we –”

“I get what I want, Sawada Tsunayoshi,” Hibari hissed in return, fingers delving into his pants. Tsuna cried out, arms tensing as cool fingers grabbed him harshly, giving a sharp pump in return for his hesitation. Turning his head to the side, Tsuna nearly bit through his bottom lip, trying to both contain himself and muster the strength to get away. It shouldn’t feel this good. He should have a say in what was happening to him. His body reacted to his thoughts and he suddenly managed to break free, fingers curling into a fist, slamming into the side of Hibari’s face. The Cloud Guardian’s head snapped to the side and his fingers released Tsuna, causing the Mafia boss to give a cry of both pleasure and pain.

The Flame came to life on his forehead just as Hibari lunged for him, tonfa narrowly missing his head. Tsuna ducked, made sure he was still in his pants, and brought his legs out to bring Hibari down. His Cloud Guardian was up in an instant, body slamming into the brunette’s, sending them careening backwards. Tsuna hit the floor sharply, back bowing as pain exploded along his spine. Gasping, he managed to jump out of the way as Hibari lunged for him again.

“You take rejection bad; I get it,” muttered Tsuna, narrowly missing being impaled by the sharp spikes that had appeared on the tonfa. Hibari’s eyes flashed and suddenly Tsuna was slammed into a wall, arms held painfully behind him and tonfa under his chin. His head turned and he glowered at his Cloud Guardian as a sharp pain sparked along his shoulder, where he knew Hibari was biting him. Vaguely, he wondered how things would’ve gone if he hadn’t pushed Hibari off him.

“Hibari,” Tsuna commanded in a soft voice. He felt the other tense behind him, chest pressed against his back. Taking in a deep breath, he managed to keep his voice steady, “Get off of me.”

There was a hiss before teeth sunk into the junction between his shoulder and neck, piercing the flesh and leaving an angry, throbbing bruise in its wake. Crying out, Tsuna pressed his body back against that punishing mouth, body reacting on instinct, Flame pulsing before flickering out. Hibari smirked against his heated skin, tightening his grip on Tsuna’s wrists.

“What was that, Boss?”

Tsuna grit his teeth, trying to ignore the thrum of painful pleasure coursing through his veins. Moving his body back, he managed to gain a little momentum, but was stalled in his antics when Hibari forced his head back with his tonfa, one of the spikes digging painfully into his cheek. He watched Hibari zone in on the sight and shuddered when his Cloud Guardian swiped at the cut with his tongue.

He tried to move his arms, but whatever was egging Hibari on had given him more strength than before. Tsuna curled his fingers, but he couldn’t move his wrists an inch. His head was wrenched back and his lips captured; he could taste coppery blood on Hibari’s tongue. The tonfa slid from his chin and down his chest, the metal freezing against his heated skin. His body lurched forward when the weapon pressed against his groin, and an unwarranted moan ripped from his throat.

“Tell me, Sawada Tsunayoshi; do you want me to stop?” Hibari hissed, pulling his arms back at the same time as he drove the tonfa forward, pushing the hard steel into his thigh, driving a pained gasp from the brunette. Tsuna’s head fell forward, breath streaming through his parted lips in short pants. He couldn’t control himself around Hibari, couldn’t seem to get any type of grip. Hibari removed the tonfa, dropping it to the side as he pushed Tsuna fully against the wall, arousal thrust against Tsuna’s compliant bottom.

Turning his head slightly to catch sight of the Cloud Guardian, he noticed that Hibari’s eyes were dilated, his face lightly flushed. But the brunette could see the dangerous glint in those ice cold orbs, and knew that if he didn’t stop their dangerous game then one of them was going to get hurt. There was no doubt in his mind it would be him.

“H-Hibari, stop, plea –” Tsuna began hastily, but fingers curled into his hair and he had a split second to think about how to get out of this situation before his head was forced back, lips taken forcefully. His fingers curled as Hibari drove his hips forward, drawing a pained moan from the brunette. Tongues tangled; Tsuna screamed when his lip was taken between pearly teeth and nearly bitten through. Copper filled his taste buds and he heard Hibari groan, fingers detangling from his hair to run down his stomach. Bloody saliva connected them as Hibari pulled away, eyes gleaming wickedly before he released Tsuna’s hands.

Tsuna didn’t have time to think about escaping; Hibari shoved his pants down around his thighs, bearing his erect member and taking hold of his warm flesh with nimble fingers. Tsuna’s hands shot out to stop himself from being crushed further into the wall. Hibari pressed a punishing kiss against his throat, causing Tsuna to jerk, grinding his now naked bottom against a jean glad arousal.

“Ah!” His eyes shut; his teeth nearly bit through his tongue. He couldn’t focus; Hibari was snapping his hips in time with each pump, rubbing rough denim harshly against ass, sending dangerous pleasure coursing through him. Those calloused fingers pressed against the head of his erection, a sharp nail pushing into the slit, causing Tsuna to jerk, body shuddering. The pain; it hurt so good. Tsuna bit his lip, hissing as his teeth found the cut Hibari had inflicted, body thrumming with perilous pleasure.

His head was forced back again, teeth capturing his lips and forcing them apart. He couldn’t breathe; Hibari was grinding against him hard, and Tsuna felt the Guardian’s other hand moving away from his hip, skimming farther down until it glided lightly over his bottom. His eyes widened when he felt those fingers press against his entrance; Tsuna pulled away from the kiss and hastily tried to stop him.

“Wait, no, Hibari, st –” Tsuna screamed, body clamping down reflexively as a dry finger was shoved inside of him, probing deeply. His arms finally gave out and his face was slammed against the cool wall, eyes scrunched shut in pain. His Cloud Guardian leaned forward, driving that finger in deeper, causing the brunette to whimper, legs trembling as he tried to keep himself upright. His body was caught between hot and cold; Hibari was still running those calloused fingers up and down his erection, almost gentle compared to what the Guardian was doing to his backside. He felt another finger press against his entrance seconds before it was shoved in. Another scream tore from him, tears gathering at the corner of his eyes. He couldn’t breathe.

Hibari’s breath was hot against his ear as he leaned forward, teasingly whispering, “Does it hurt?”

Tsuna didn’t respond; he was trying to regulate his breathing, trying to regain any type of strength to force Hibari off. His arms pushed him back at the same time as his Cloud Guardian curled his fingers, touching something electric inside of the brunette, causing white hot pleasure to shoot through him. His body arched, pressing his backside against those slim digits inside of him, a hoarse sob tearing from him. The pain that had been coursing through him changed, and he began to buck his hips, crying out every time Hibari slammed those fingers into that one delicious spot.

The hand on his arousal was suddenly removed and Tsuna keened at the loss, hips stilling for just a second. He felt Hibari grin against his neck as he pressed nipping bites to it; his fingers caught one of Tsuna’s trembling wrists, dragging the brunette’s palm down his stomach.

“You know what to do,” was the hissed remark and Tsuna felt his own hand take hold of his arousal. A hoarse cry escaped him as both his hand and Hibari’s moved over his erection, and his hips began to move faster. His arm trembled, trying to keep him stable, trying to keep everything stable, but the erotic feel of his own hand coupled with Hibari’s was nearly enough to push him over the edge. The Cloud Guardian curled his fingers, pressing against that special spot, and Tsuna’s entire body convulsed; his climax was so fucking close. Hibari’s breath was loud in his ear; his body felt like it was being torn in two. The fingers buried inside his ass coupled with the stimulation on his arousal was almost too much; he couldn’t stop the stream of moans that tore from his throat.

Blearily, Tsuna turned his head, his lips captured without hesitation, a tongue diving almost ruthlessly into his mouth. He groaned as they parted, tongue flicking out to catch the bloodied saliva still connecting them. Hibari pressed his lips to the brunette’s ear, tongue brushing over the shell as he whispered, “If you want it so badly, beg. Show me exactly the type of herbivore you are.”

Those words, accompanied by the rough treatment he had succumbed to thus far, almost pushed Tsuna over the edge. The brunette felt his body tighten, the coil in his stomach ready to erupt into white hot flame. His Cloud Guardian grabbed his shoulder with his teeth, biting down at the exact same time as he pressed his fingers hard against Tsuna’s prostate, causing the young Mafia boss to shatter. A breathy moan of Hibari’s name was all the warning the ebony haired male received. Tsuna’s legs gave out; his mouth opened in a silent scream, eyes scrunched shut; his back arched until he was sure it would break. He could feel those fingers inside of him, pressing down heavily on that one spot, draining him of almost everything he had. He barely felt them being removed.

He couldn’t stop trembling; his climax a dangerous shroud around his mind. He fought with it, knowing that if he gave in, if he didn’t somehow regain control of the situation, he was going to lose his virginity to Hibari. Sure enough, as he finally managed to snap himself out of the euphoric high, he felt something much larger pushing against his abused entrance.

Energy shot through him as fear took a firm hold. He pumped up his Flame, whirling right as Hibari jumped back, fingers deftly zipping up his pants. Tsuna grabbed his jeans, yanking them up almost furiously, his body still tingling from the violent episode. He wiped a hand over his lips and chin, staring at the crimson decorating his fingers. He glared at Hibari, hands fisting.

“When I tell you to stop the first time, it’s usually a sign that I don’t want to continue!” his voice shook. Hibari simply cocked an eyebrow and licked his lips.

“Still an herbivore,” Hibari brought his white streaked fingers to his lips, smirking devilishly. Those icy eyes locked with Tsuna’s as he dragged a slim finger into his mouth, tongue and lips making quick work of the brunette’s essence. With a pop, he removed the finger, moving onto the next, his lips slightly upturned when he saw Tsuna swallow hard. After he had cleaned his hand, Hibari turned on his heel, making his way out of the training room without another word.

Tsuna swallowed hard, watching him go almost reluctantly, feeling his abused body respond to the little ‘show’ Hibari had put on for him. But, as quickly as the feelings arrived, they all seemed to wash away. All of a sudden he was tired and he leaned back against the wall, eyes closing.

A monotone shout made its way across the room, “Don’t forget, Sawada Tsunayoshi, I always get what I want.”

Tsuna peered across the room just in time to see a flash of metal disappear into the elevator. A sigh escape him as he allowed his body to slide down the wall, wincing as sharp pain pulsed from his bottom. The cuts and bruises that marred his body hurt like a bitch and when he prodded at the sharp wound on his neck, he flinched. That one was going to leave a mark.

Sighing, Tsuna struggled to his feet and walked over to the tattered remains of his shirt. He stared down at the torn material, suddenly angry. Where did Hibari get off tearing his clothes to shreds? Sighing heavily, he made his way to the elevator and waited patiently for it to come back down. When he stepped inside, he smelt copper and the unmistakable scent of Hibari’s cologne. A scowl crossed his lips as he leaned back against the cool elevator wall, body still tingling dangerously.

“I won’t beg, Hibari.”

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Tsuna was once more behind his desk, this time holding a pen. His other hand kept returning to his neck, where he would absently scratch at the hidden wound Hibari had inflicted on him. Reborn sat on his usual chair, polishing off another cup of tea. When Tsuna grabbed his neck for the ninth time that day, Reborn looked up.

“If you’re so worried about how Hibari treated you, perhaps you should go talk to him.”

Tsuna glared, “The least you could do is knock before entering my mind.” Sighing, Tsuna put down the pen, “It’s not that. Sure, I was completely overwhelmed by Hibari’s treatment of me, but I kind of expected it. It was just – Hibari has always been a free spirit, and I know he has an incredible bloodlust. But I thought, maybe just once, he wouldn’t try to hurt me. It’s sex; it shouldn’t be that rough.

“Also, after I left, I ran into Gokudera. And he wasn’t happy with my...appearance. I told him I was practicing with the simulation drone and it got me good. I don’t want Gokudera to know that Hibari hurt me.”

“Why?”

Resting his cheek in his hand, Tsuna mused, “Six days ago, I nearly gave up my virginity to Gokudera. Yesterday, I was covered in cuts and bruises due to Hibari’s rough treatment of me. If Gokudera found out that Hibari was the one that inflicted those wounds, and that it was during a sexual encounter, I doubt I could hold him back. He’s been waiting for a fight with Hibari since we all moved to Italy.”

Reborn said nothing, just continued to sip his tea. Tsuna felt quite relieved, talking to Reborn. It was almost like talking to a wall, “And then there is the matter with Dino. He hasn’t truly talked to me since we jumped into that closet. Granted, I didn’t even consider giving up my virginity to him; I doubt I could go through with something like that. And who can forget Mukuro? He’s been vying for my attention every day since I released him from his prison, but the minute a challenge comes up, he doesn’t even spare me a glance.”

“You’re missing one person.”

Another sigh, “Yeah. But I don’t even know what to think of Yamamoto. Granted, he has always been attractive, and if it weren’t for the fact that he’s now in my family and I’m thinking ludicrous thoughts about him half dressed and –” Tsuna’s mouth snapped shut and he glared at his pen, twirling it on his desk. Reborn took another sip of tea.

“What are you going to do?”

“Hide?”

“Silly Tsuna, think. What could you possibly do to relieve the situation?”

Tsuna allowed his chin to drop onto the desk, eyes following the pen as it spun gracefully on his desk, “But if I do that, then I’ll have to suffer through twenty three days of ass and back pain.” Reborn raised an eyebrow and Tsuna snorted, “Oh, don’t give me that look. I do read. I know how it all works. And I know that all of them will top.”

He spun the pen again, hand absently scratching at his neck. Reborn placed his cup down on the desk, tilting his hat up to peer at Tsuna with those mysterious onyx eyes, “Why don’t you do something different then?”

“Like what?”

Reborn sighed and pet Leon absently. The chameleon blinked up at Tsuna with those large yellow orbs, as if telling him the answer. But he didn’t get it. Reborn spoke, “Why not try them all before deciding on who will administer the cure?”

The idea took root in Tsuna’s mind and the young Mafia boss stared, before a smile curved his lips, “That sounds like a wonderful idea.”

“Of course it does. It gives you power. Any idea that doesn’t take control from you is a good one.” Reborn tipped his hat forward, a smirk decorating his lips, “Of course, I can’t say whether your Guardian’s will take the idea to heart. Who wants to stop what has already been started?”

Tsuna frowned, “All three times they’ve stopped.”

“Gokudera and Dino do not count. Hibari you had to beat off of you. Next time you might not be so lucky,” Reborn hopped down from the chair, giving Tsuna one of his mysterious looks, “Don’t let them take the control away from you, silly Tsuna. When they do, you will no longer be seen as Vongola the Tenth. Don’t forget.”

The infant exited the room and Tsuna blew a thin stream of air at his pen. A pout formed on his lips, “Yeah, thanks Reborn. And how the hell do you suggest I protect myself from something that I wouldn’t mind giving up?”