Vongola Family Secret Files

When In Doubt, Always Start From The Top (R27)

I'm very very very sorry for my super late update fellas. I was caught with doing some drawings of animes, pulling favor here and there, and yes, I'm also an anime artist. I already draw Tsuna in badass mode, can't you believe that? Up was my drawing. Not a good one though. And didn't look like Tsuna too.... *cue depression lines*

Anyway, this is a tribute for my fellow readers that still stick with this compilation till the end.

Summary: Tsuna may be an oblivious, air-headed person sometimes, but he know that Reborn's hand shouldn't be entering his pants. "Uh Reborn, can you kindly take your hands off my pants?" Or in other words, he isn't that naive anymore.

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Tsuna may be an oblivious or airhead like his mother, but he, was really sure that Reborn's hand isn't supposed to be inside his pants. He squeaked, but inwardly cursed when he felt Hayato and Yamamoto's curious stare behind him. "Reborn!" He hissed softly. "Can you kindly take your hand away from my pants?" He felt the hitman laughing beside him.

After the representative battle and epic fight, Reborn and the Arcobaleno grew up to their regular adult form. Though the hitman was still in an age similar to Tsuna, the hitman took pleasure of seeing the brunet's look when he presented himself as Reborn, a niece of the principal of the school and transferred to Tsuna's section.

And Hibari isn't even complaining.

"Hmm? Are you saying something, Tsunayoshi?" The brunet shuddered. That too! Even that weird, deep, baritone voice that always fancied saying his name and rolling the end. He gritted his teeth. "Took. Your hand. Away from. My PANTS."

"Mr. Sawada, Mr. Reborn, I'll appreciate if you start listening to me instead of flirting with each other." Ms. Ayano called from the front, earning several hoots and whistles from the boys and cries of protests from the girls. Tsuna looked down embarrassed, biting his lips in an effort to stop his blush and dared to peek at the hitman. Whom was smirking! The nerve!

"Sawada, you are called to the office." Tsuna took a deep breath, and after mustering enough courage, he pressed his foot at the hitman's shoes, delighting to hear his startled cough and rushed out of the room.

"Mr. Reborn! Detention, now!"

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Where was the principal now?! He was going to die! Tsuna sweated nervously, sitting uncomfortably at the seat, Reborn across from him. He can't still understand the hitman's smirk for him. He thought he was safe, but nooooo, Reborn really got himself to a detention, leaving him and the hitman alone in the office, waiting for the principal who seemed to got caught by things and isn't still appearing.

"Dame-Tsuna,"

"Y-yes?!" Tsuna tensed and fixed his tense composure, cursing his stutters. "You have nerve stepping on my shoes. Do you want punishment?"

"I have enough punishment with you being here." Tsuna muttered to himself before squawking when Reborn smacked his head. "Reborn!"

"Don't talk back to me, Dame-Tsuna."

"I want to anyway," *smack!* "Itai!"
Tsuna clutched his head and winced. Though he froze like a mannequin(?) when he felt the hitman leaned forward and smirked at him, not feigning eye contact, hands gripping his legs for him to avoid escaping.

"You also have the nerve to talk back to me," he shuddered when the hitman's breath fanned at his neck, and smirking against his skin. "For that, I'll bite you to death." The brunet yelped when Reborn latched on his neck, sipping, licking and biting a spot that made him tremble. He reached forward to clutch the hitman's uniform, moans and mewls escaping his lips. He cried loudly when the raven-haired chuckled and bite on a sensitive spot, sucking it like a leech. Tsuna's eyes rolled at the back of his head and the hitman merely stopped when the brunet whispered his name hoarsely.  

"Well?" Reborn peered at his red face, half-lidded eyes and open mouth. "Enjoying much, Dame-Tsuna?"

"S-stupid Reborn," Tsuna weakly murmured. "Why do you always suck on my neck? Are you a vampire?" Reborn merely smiled at him innocently, and cupped his cheeks to fixed his ruffled uniform. Tsuna reddened at his action, but unconciously leaned in at his touch.

Amused oynx eyed met reluctant brown eyes, and before Tsuna could react, the hitman pulled him forward to crash their lips with a snarl, a moan erupting from Tsuna's lips--and the mistakenly sound of the door opening before a loud voice cut between them. "You two!" The principal was fuming, a not-so-amused Hibari behind him. "Making out in my office! Don't you have no indency to each other?!"

Tsuna looked pleadingly at Hibari whom was looking at Reborn with his suddenly death glare. "H-hibari-san..."

"Herbivore, Carnivore. For making out in a respected place—"

"Hn, stop making such phrase, Hibari." Tsuna squeaked when he felt Reborn's hand slipped at his waist and dragged him back to the hitman's lap. "And besides, I bite him first. So, finders keepers." Hibari snarled, and just then, Hayato and Takeshi appeared.

"Jyuudaime! I heard that you are..." Hayato's voice dropped to a whisper, and Takeshi's face darkened. Tsuna gulped, and swallowed down his squeak. He settled on smiling sheepishly, and looking apologetic. "Guys...let me explain."