Gokudera waits behind a large metal door. He waits patiently, even though the door should've opened a few minutes ago already. But Tenth went through the trouble of arranging him Special Training, so Gokudera isn't going to complain even if he has to wait the entire night. Tenth is always so busy, and Gokudera feels honoured that Tenth took the time to arrange training specifically for him...
"Hey, Gokudera! You here for Tsuna's special training, too?"
Oooor not. Yamamoto's annoying face appears from around the corner.
"Tch, why do I have to train together with an idiot? And here I thought Tenth arranged it just for me."
"Ah, well, it's fine, isn't it? The more the merrier!"
The door finally opens behind them soundlessly, revealing a dark room. Gokudera keeps the insult behind his teeth. He just has to make sure he'll do better than the idiot and impress Tenth. Not that hard.
As soon as both of them are inside, the door slams shut with a loud bang, making both of them jump. Then the lights flicker on and Gokudera... wants to run away.
On the other side of the large training room in front of a normal-looking wooden door is Reborn, sitting cross-legged on the ground, a disassembled gun laid out in front of him on a towel. He's carefully cleaning a part of it. Laying down next to him with his eyes closed is Hibari, but he yawns wide so he's probably awake.
"There are two ways to win," Reborn informs them with chilling calm. "Either knock us both out, or you just walk out the door. Oh, and don't try the one behind you. It's flameproof, swordproof, fireproof, and explosionproof. Tsuna went at it with an X-burner and it didn't even leave a scratch."
Gokudera spins around to check the door. It does look a bit scorched, but otherwise undamaged.
"Haha, is this because we broke half the house last week?" the idiot whispers next to him nervously. Gokudera doesn't deem him worthy of an answer.
Hibari sits up and rubs his eyes sleepily. "I can destroy them both by myself, baby. Don't interfere."
Reborn snorts. "Of course you can, idiot. But it's for their training, not yours. Tsuna said to let them know how it feels like to be attacked by a Lightning reinforced concrete wall."
"Whatever. Not like I expect much of this silly little game anyway." Hibari yawns again. "I'll play together with you, then. Though, it can hardly be called a warm-up for that spar with you that the little animal allowed."
"Indeed," Reborn agrees.
Yamamoto laughs loudly. "Well, we're doomed. I can totally imagine Tsuna cackling in his office right now."
"Idiot. Tenth doesn't cackle."
It takes Reborn less than a second to reassemble his gun. Hibari stands up and lazily whips out his tonfas.
"You sure?" Yamamoto asks quietly.
"He might be cackling a little this time." Gokudera agrees weakly. They're both so dead.
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