"Good afternoon, Yuni. It's good to see you again," Tsuna greets, gets up from the ground and tries to brush the worst of the dirt off his otherwise impeccable three piece suit. He knows that the suit is a lost cause already and even getting it to dry-clean within an hour wouldn't be enough to save it, but Reborn would shoot him if he didn't at least try to look presentable.
Then he turns to the other person. "Byakuran. Care to explain why you thought it to be a good idea to kidnap me in such an... eccentric manner?" he asks mildly, nodding towards the enormous metallic marshmallow shaped robot, that had the audacity to grab Tsuna off the streets just as he was heading home after a long day.
"Normal is boring, Tsunayoshi-kun. You don't expect me to kidnap you in a normal manner, do you?" he says with a wave of his hand, like it's the most logical thing in the universe.
Tsuna gives him a bland look. "I apologise. Allow me to rephrase that question. Why am I here?"
Byakuran practically beams. "Because I was bored! So I kidnapped you! Hm? Why are you putting on your gloves, Tsunayoshi-kun? Do you think you- oh, hello, Natsu- you think you can-"
He has to dodge a flaming fist aimed straight for his face before he can finish that sentence. Tsuna stands in front of him, eyes glowing amber, flames on his fists and forehead, Natsu perched on his shoulder. There's the distinctive putrid stench of burning hair in the air and Byakuran runs a hand through his singed silver hair.
"I thought you couldn't enter Hyper Mode without those pills."
"Normally I can't," Tsuna explains, "but when I get the strong resolve to do something, like punch someone in the face, then it's actually fairly easy."
Byakuran's smile only grows wider. "Dying will or not, do you really think you can win against me?"
Tsuna raises an eyebrow. "You think I can't?"
Byakuran blinks twice. "Oh," he says.
"I'll go make tea," Yuni offers, looking between the two of them with a faint smile. "Green tea, right, Sawada-san?"
"Thank you, Yuni," Tsuna calls after her as she disappears into the house.
Byakuran's smile grows strained.
"Shit," he says.
-x-
Ten minutes later Tsuna is sitting next to Yuni on the porch, blowing steam off his cup of tea.
"Don't you think you went a little too far?" Yuni asks.
Tsuna sips at his tea, sparing just a glance at the smoking crater in the middle of the garden. Byakuran hasn't moved yet.
"I have a headache."
