(O.D.D.- I need you guys to let me know if you want this story to be a romantic R27. σ(^_^; ))
"Alba~wake up."
The brunet felt something poking his cheek; he lashed out at it.
There was a soft chuckle.
"Yikes. Calm down, shorty."
At the familiar nickname, Alba snapped his eyes open, thankful that his hood still obscured most of his face.
The brunet wrote in the air with orange flames.
*Get out of here, you piece of sh**.*
"Woah, not a morning person I see."
Alba sighed and rolled away from the other.
*Really, get out. I'll be up in five minutes. Go and wake Ieyasu up.*
Reborn raised an eyebrow.
"Hmm....how about~no."
Alba groaned into his pillow and brought out his phone.
*Go away! Leave, you a**! (♯>∧<)*
Reborn nearly rolled his eyes as finally left the room.
"Alright, alright. Sheesh."
The door closed behind him with a click.
Alba lifted his head a few seconds after the hitman left.
He sighed and rubbed a hand over his face.
"This is going to be a long and torturous mission..."
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Alba was down in the kitchen, making himself coffee, when he heard a screech from upstairs.
He continued to pour out a cup for himself as Ieyasu tumbled down the stairs.
Alba shuffled over and peered down at the teen, taking a sip of coffee.
He whipped out his phone.
*Mornin' kiddo. (￣▽￣)*
Ieyasu looked up at Alba with fearful eyes, scrambling to his feet; he hid behind the brunet, looking up at the staircase.
"Hiiiieeee! Alba-san, help me!"
Alba sighed and looked up at the stairs.
*Ren-chan, you need to slow down, or Ieyasu-kun will be scared of every single thing that moves. (=_= ; )*
Reborn hoped down the stairs and landed beside Alba, leaning on the other with one arm on the brunet's head.
The hacker swatted at Reborn's arm, gently pushing Ieyasu into the kitchen.
Alba set a plate filled with bacon, rice and a small omelet in front of the blonde.
*I let Maman sleep in. Eat. |(￣3￣)|*
Ieyasu took a few bites before eating it all quickly.
"I-It's really good, Alba-san! Arigatou!"
The teen smiled tentatively at the brunet, who quirked a small smile in response.
*You're welcome, Iey-kun. (^ - ^)*
Alba then handed Reborn a mug of espresso.
*Here. It matches your bitter, bullying personality. (^o^)*
Reborn quirked an eyebrow but took it.
The hitman took a sip; he sighed softly.
"Hm. Not bad."
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Scarlet Zinnias
Fanfiction"Harmony makes small things grow; a lack of it makes them decay." - Sallust
