Summary: AU; In where Tsuna and Xanxus grew up together, watching each other's back... where innocence was tainted since the start... One Miura Haru finds herself in a very precarious situation 2786/TsunaxHaru
My lack of KHR knowledge might make some things untrue or some characters OOC!
I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Please forgive any mistakes, both character-wise and grammatically-wise. I don't have time to re-read or edit things.
AU: Uh-oh, looks like Tsuna's panicking a little because of how deep he's getting into with Haru. >w> sorry if this chapter isn't steamy enough... My pervert mojo hasn't been strong lately. Must be due to all the fluff. xD
My lack of KHR knowledge might make some things untrue or some characters OOC!
I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Please forgive any mistakes, both character-wise and grammatically-wise. I don't have time to re-read or edit things.
Chapter Ten: Rose-Tinted Glasses
HappyFace1886
Dawn
made its way through the skies, bringing forth light into the darkened room
that held the two-toned eyes glowing with power. It was much too early for the
sun to be out, but enough time had passed that the sky was turning into a calm
light blue.
Tsuna
leaned against the wall, the upper portion of his body bare as one knee was
propped up before him, his arm resting on top of it. Somewhere on the floor was
his white button-down shirt, having been discarded aside in the middle of the
night.
“W-Wait,” Haru gasped, her fingers threading
through his hair when his mouth attacked her neck. Half of her wanted to push
him away, but the other half –the more dominant half- clutched onto the soft
locks of his hair, holding onto him as he made those delicious irresistible
sensations run down her spine.
Any attempts of protest came out in a small
needy whimper, unfamiliar hot sensations causing her limbs to become weakened.
One would think after all the teasing he did, she would be a little more immune
to this, but there was something amiss tonight. It was as though the stupid
pervert had been hiding this other side of him, a raw untamed side that had
been unleashed the moment he realized that another was encroaching his
territory.
Her skin was so soft and pliable that he
eagerly latched onto it, tasting the sweetness of her neck while he relished
how her hands clutched onto him so desperately. His eyes darkened, however,
when he remembered the reason why he was in this position, of how someone had
dared to attempt to lay claim on what was his. He whispered fiercely into her
ear, the angry possessiveness rolling out from the tip of his tongue. “My name.
Say it.”
“N-No,” she managed defiantly, unwillingly
to give him the satisfaction of such a reward after he had deceived her. Still,
she shuddered a bit, inhaling shakily while her traitorous hands held onto him
as though he was her only anchor to this world. “I still want a-answers.”
“Say my name,” Tsuna murmured softly this
time, skimming his lips over the shell of her ear. He wanted to hear her
finally say his name, to get a glimpse of the reality of his haunting fantasies
of her screaming his name as she writhed beneath him in ecstasy. He still
remembered how she had said his name that one that, but it wasn’t enough. He
wanted, no needed, to hear her say it again. “Say my name and I might tell you
what you want to know.”
“P-Promise?” Haru hated how weak her voice
was, but it was impossible to focus with him breathing so heavily into her ear,
tickling her senses while he held her so intimately against him. The soft
curves of her body was pressed hard against his solid muscles, not that he
needed to have much of a tight hold on her since he was practically on top of
her. Nope, gravity did most of the work for him.
He smiled, nuzzling into her hair. So
innocent, so sweet. Even though he had lied to her, she was still willing to
trust his words? “I promise.”
Haru hesitated, wondering how the dynamics
of their dysfunctional... relationship would change if she was to actually give
him what he wanted. What was it that he really wanted anyways? His name could
only be the beginning of more... what the ‘more’ was she didn’t have a clue.
A-And it was distracting how he was lazily
running his lips on her skin as though he had every right to be there! The mark
the red head had left was probably gone, darkened with an even more intense
shade of red due to how vigorously Tsuna had sucked and nipped at that
particular area.
“Haru,” he said lightly in a mocking tone,
as though he was admonishing her for her hesitance.
Her face flushed and she would have looked
away if it was for how he was now kissing her cheek, his hand stroking the other
side of her face. “I...”
Tsuna kissed the corner of her mouth, his
body almost humming with impatience. “Don’t keep me waiting.”
“W-What if it’s because I-I don’t remember
your name?” she asked tartly, wondering if he’d be thrown off by this revelation.
Maybe he’d get off of her and be in aghast that he was so forgettable? Serves
him right for... for... for keeping secrets from her like this! Still... it was
surprising how the thought of him being unhappy with her made her chest tighten
a little.
Unfortunately -or was it fortunately?- he
seemed unperturbed by this, a lower chuckle rumbling through his chest as he
simply whispered into her ear. “Then I guess I can have as much fun as I want
with you without having to tell you a single thing.”
Her eyes nearly bugged out. “W-What?”
“Shall we continue our little game, Ha-ru?”
he inquired mockingly.
Tsuna
watched as Haru slumbered underneath the covers. Unlike her, he hadn’t fallen
asleep at all, his gaze having been stuck on her throughout the night. What
would it be like to actually see her every morning like this? To wake up with
her in his arms, the adorable angry pout on her face as she glowered at him,
her face flustered due to his relentless teasing.
The
passing thought startled him.
What the
hell was he thinking?
She
started off as a passing amusement, something to distract himself from the
horrors of his world... but what was going on? What was happening now?
Just how
much control did this woman have over him?
With all the woman in his past, Tsuna had
done as he pleased. Of course he made sure each of them had the utmost pleasure
of being his acquaintance, but the tempo in which he moved never mattered much
to him. If he wanted to be fast and rough, he would simply do so, leaving a
trail of women behind crying in want and need. If he wanted to be slow and
gentle, he could tease them until they were practically begging for more for
him.
And yet this one woman...
This one obsession...
“W-Wait,” Haru squeaked breathlessly and his
fingers automatically stopped in the midst of unbuttoning her shirt. “Not
again, w-we’re not going that far again!”
He frowned. “You would let another man touch
you like this, but you won’t let me?”
She glowered at him. “For your information,
neither you nor that other... man... had permission! And he didn’t go this far!
My clothes were still on!”
“And how would I know if you weren’t lying
to me?” Tsuna inquired smoothly. “You refused to tell me what happened in the
first place-.”
“Haru is not getting naked just because
you’re too paranoid to trust her! And for your information, you’ve done way
more than that other man could possibly even dream of doing!”
Argument
after argument, maybe a kiss or two stolen...
Any
other women it would have caused him more of a headache, but with Haru, he felt
nothing more than amusement.
Strange...
It was
true that the fire she emitted attracted him to her. And it didn’t hurt the
fact that the kisses he stole tasted so sweet, the way she’d unconsciously moan
for more was also a delicious factor he loved.
But now
the way she’d pout... the way she’d glare at him in embarrassment... those
small tiny things were starting to become endearing and –dare he say it?- cute.
They
hadn’t known each other for that long... but already, life felt as though it
would become so dull if he wasn’t able to tease her every day, to be able to
pin her against the wall and kiss her breathlessly. It was obvious he was
attracted to her physically, but beyond that? To be interested at arguing with
her, talking with her...
Tsuna
gritted his teeth.
It was
all in his head.
Haru
represented an escape from his world. He was falling for the small whimsical
part of him that still existed, the part that sometimes dreamed of what it
would be like if he had grown as a normal child.
That was
it.
Nothing
more.
Nothing
less.
She was
just a diversion to him, a distraction of his choosing. Him indulging in her
whims and demands is also part of him using her. That was it. He was in
control.
He was
always in control.
Tsuna
shook his head, hoping to dispel the doubt that lingered in his shoulders. He
crawled off the bed and headed towards the closest where he knew there would be
a fresh set of clothes for him. The closet door was opened when he paused,
turning his gaze towards where Haru was still asleep.
...she
needed clothes too.
The
better solution was to leave her be, to show himself just how much power he had
over himself by the mere fact that he didn’t care if she was uncomfortable
wearing the same clothes as yesterday.
A loud
melody suddenly broke through the tense atmosphere and Tsuna cursed, his quick
reflex allowing him to shut the damn thing up by turning it on quickly. He
stood rigidly as Haru groaned a little, nuzzling into the pillow before falling
back asleep. Hissing air out between his thinned lips, he gave a sharp quiet
‘what?’
“Decimo?”
Tsuna
ran a hand through his hair. “What’s the matter Gokudera-kun?”
“I
apologize for waking you up at this odd hour.”
“It doesn’t
matter. I was already awake. Besides, internal matters are more important.”
Tsuna said briskly, irritated by how rattled he had become.
“Right,”
Gokudera replied quickly. “I’m calling because the other Guardians are finally
here. Mukuro should be arriving at the base in an hour. He’ll be the last one to
arrive. Shall I gather everyone in the meeting room?”
“Do it,”
Tsuna ordered quietly, his eyes narrowing. So it was officially starting, the
bloody war against the Shimon. He balanced the phone on his shoulder, pulling
out the necessary articles of clothing to wear. “Make sure there aren’t any
guards lingering around either. I don’t want unnecessary eavesdropping. It will
be just me and the Guardians.”
“Understood.”
It would be easy to order the guards away without raising suspicion from the
elders of the Vongola. After all, the Guardians were strong enough to not
require backup. Not to mention, with how eccentric the members were, it was
understandable how they wouldn’t want unnecessary guards trying to feebly
protect them. This was especially in regards to Hibari who would most likely be
more uncooperative and restless at being crowded by other people. It didn’t
help that his hated enemy –aka Mukuro- was also here.
Tsuna
then paused in the midst of buttoning his shirt, his eyes trailing towards
where Haru was.
He
didn’t want to leave her alone, especially after she was attacked last night.
And he was only thinking this because she was something he was using to
distract himself! If he was to lose her, who knows how long it’d take for him
to find another like her? That was the reason why! And since she was his little
toy, there was nothing wrong with also getting her some nice clothes he knew
would look very pleasing to him... right?
Right.
“Gokudera-kun,
I need you to do me a favor.”
::tsuzuku::
AU: Uh-oh, looks like Tsuna's panicking a little because of how deep he's getting into with Haru. >w> sorry if this chapter isn't steamy enough... My pervert mojo hasn't been strong lately. Must be due to all the fluff. xD
