Ambigram - Katekyo Hitman Reborn - Chapter 16: INTERMISSION

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.

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Chapter Sixteen: Intermission

HappyFace1886

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There was a crash as the large crystal cup was shoved off of the table, a figure hunched over the table with shoulders trembling. Tsuna had one hand over his face; as though by physically covering it, he could forcibly put away the dark frightening features that seemed to revel at the thought of blood.

No, that wasn’t him.

This wasn’t him!

...or was it?

His nails dug into his skin, but the twinge of pain did nothing to smother the doubt that was surfacing. The smell of blood also hadn’t dissipated even though he’d lingered under the hot spray of water from the shower, as though the scorching liquid was a form of self-castigating whip for his sins. So dirty. He was so dirty.

A part of him wanted to protest. He was only protecting his family and the legacy of his ancestors. Not to mention, the ones he’d basically maimed or... killed had been enemies of the Famiglia. If he hadn’t done it, he was basically allowing others to hurt his family. He, the head of the house, was giving permission for outsiders and dangerous, greedy bastards to lay a hand on those under his protection.

His Famiglia wasn’t simply composed of dangerous men like the Varia or the Guardians or even the men and women who did other important or menial work. No, they also comprised of the innocent individuals residing within his territory. The mark of the Vongola prevented others from entering their territory. Tsuna had seen firsthand the positive effects of having a powerhouse like the Vongola looming over a small town or even an overpopulated city.

People roamed the streets without a care because they knew they were protected. The Vongola, despite their reputation as the mafia, didn’t like corruption within the political or business realms within their territory and did their duty in preventing such activities from occurring. People knew better than to engage in illicit drug trades or bribery with the Vongola’s ever keen eye watching over them. In that sense, the Vongola still followed the tradition started by the Primo.

...but did that justify what they did to maintain that peace? The fact that he’d mercilessly break the bones of his opponents and sometimes ended the weak flutter of their life with flick of his wrist? Did that really make him righteous?

Xanxus would give him a look of contempt and disgust for having such thoughts.

Reborn would simply clutch onto the edge of his fedora and tip it downward, hiding his eyes and imparting some words of wisdom that’d end with calling him dame-Tsuna.

His Guardians would all also be useless, providing colorful variations of their own rationalization or annoyance over his worry over nothing.

Tsuna violently shook his head.

“Hahi!” there was a loud and unhappy yelp from behind the locked door behind him. “You pervert! What are you doing inside there? Haru heard something expensive breaking in there! You better not be destroying other people’s property!”

Tsuna grew very still, his back straightening while the young woman continued her muffled tirade as she jiggled the doorknob.

“Open the door this instant!”

The hand that clutched onto his face loosened and slowly fell down. The normally sharp two-toned eyes gazed listlessly at the broken crystal on the ground. Not even when he felt as though he was going to fall off the edge could he shut down his flames. His intuition and his flames were the things that kept him safe when he was constantly surrounded by enemies. They were the ones that prevented the many assassination attempts on his life when he’d first arrived within this organization. It was how he survived so many missions and fights against so many powerful, blood-thirsty enemies...

Would Haru... Would Haru look at him in fear as she had? Would she tremble under his gaze and turn away whenever he spoke? Would those fearsome fiery eyes eventually become filled with pity... be filled with tears?

At that, the trembling stopped. The grim glower of his lips and his knitted brows smooth over.

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Haru glowered grumpily when there was no response from the other side of the door. Really, what was that pervert up to? She’d been quietly reading in her room when she’d heard a loud crash from Dante’s office. Since she knew her current guardian wasn’t upstairs, she’d known it was the pervert lurking in there doing god knows what. She’d already caught him a few times in there, sometimes even going through paperwork. Dante-san didn’t seem to mind, so Haru hadn’t said anything, but breaking stuff was going too far!

She then hesitated. What if he hadn’t intentionally broken anything? It could have been an accident. She’d been a bit rash because the guy definitely knew how to get under her skin, but what if it was unwarranted for this time?

Haru bit her lip.

What if he was actually hurt?

Her frantic knocking resumed. “H-Hey! Are you okay in there? Say something!”

Further silence.

Haru practically felt her blood pressure skyrocketing while her overactive imagination gave her mental images she really didn’t need right now. Her knuckles were also starting to really hurt from how hard she was hitting against the sturdy door. “Open the door right now! Do you hear me? Are you okay? Tsuna!”

There was a soft click and she jumped back in surprise. The door slowly began to open and there stood the infuriating boy, his body slightly tilted as he leaned against entryway... a salacious smile on his face while his light eyes seemed to be positively glowing with amusement. Haru all but gaped at him while he purred. “Say it again.”

“Y-Y-You-!”

Tsuna took a step forward and Haru automatically took a step back, a furious look quickly forming across her normally soft features. They continued this play until he had her pressed against the wall, his smirk growing with each step. “I want to hear you say it again.”

“Say what you pervert?” she demanded, putting up a brave front despite how she was internally trembling with the need to run. Haru hated how he made her feel his way, as though she needed to escape the attentions of a dangerous predator that desperately wanted to sink its teeth into her. She was sorely regretting the fact that she had been worried about this idiot!

He leaned forward until they were face to face, his amused, mesmerizing eyes bearing into her own infuriated pair. The young heir of the most dangerous organization in the world was so close to her that he could feel their breaths mingling toward. Just the slightest tilt and he could taste those sweet cupid-bow lips. But first, he needed to hear her say it again.

“My name,” he whispered and could almost feel her shudder at how his breath brushed up against hers. “Say my name again.”

At first, her eyes seemed to widen at the demand, before a petulant scowl formed on her lovely lips. “Pervert.”

Tsuna wanted to laugh at her adorable rebellious streak. Instead, he leaned forward and pecked her lips. There was a squawk of anger from her before he silenced it all, one hand clutching onto her hip while the other cupped the side of her face, holding her steady while he indulged himself. Her hands were already pressing against his chest, but -much to his pleasure- she wasn’t pushing him away. Instead, he could feel her small fisted hands trembling when his tongue caressed hers.

Her consent to his touch almost made him groan. Instead, he kissed her with a renewed vigor, tilting her head slightly upward so that he could further his taste of her. Soft breaths would pass in between as the need for air would sometimes arise, but he barely broke their kisses, overcome with his needs for more. She was so sweet and willing right now and he didn’t want to scare her away. His hands thirst to roam, to caress and worship.

However, the fact that she wasn’t trying to hit him over the head or snarl something unpleasant at him stayed his hand. Instead, after regretfully pulling away from her lips, he merely pressed his head against hers, relishing at the sound of her soft pants and the slight glaze of her eyes. He splayed butterfly kisses over her face and trailed down to her neck, nuzzling into the soft skin and staying there... savoring her presence.

There was a slight pause before he heard her near inaudible sigh of exasperation. “....you’re an idiot.”

He smiled and closed his eyes.

His sweet distraction.

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::tsuzuku?::

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AU: ....sorry... it's just an intermission chapter. However, I still have something bigger to post this weekend. Since this is short, I decided to post it now... but stay tuned for this weekend. I promise it'll be... uh... steamy?

PS: Does anyone know which chapter or episode that they talk about Dr. Shamal erasing Reborn's past self? Just wanted a bit more information on that...

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