sweet storm
Seeing him my world turned from a violent storm into a sweet day. Tsuna sees Gokudera as a good friend and Gokudera wants to be his right-hand man. What will happen when the intimacy between boss and subordinate grows. They will be able to resist temptation when they are alone.
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After the final victory after the representatives battle with the fate of the arcobalenos at stake, the ninth Vongola in celebration announces a party for all the mafia families, with everyone having to bring a partner to dance, but as would be expected, the Mafia world could never be this calm, even on a romantic night.
[Yaoi/BL] [6927] [MukuroxTsuna] [One-shot] "But Mukuro-sama, if you keep going like that, you're going to hurt the people around you. What if, — The Illusionist shifted the spear until it was inches from the throat of the man in front of him.. — Hurt the boss, I won't forgive him. Not even you, Mukuro-sama."
'Can you tell me where I am?' - Asked Reborn politely being a gentleman. — Don't you remember? she asked in amazement, but continued talking not letting the hitman answer. "Well, it's not that out of the ordinary for that to happen..," she said to herself, then she looks at Reborn and smiles. “You are dead.
Everyone was silent, no one really knew how to say those words again, it had been difficult to say them once, but twice? It was impossible, but seeing the innocent look of their boss, realizing how much he didn't believe those words to the point of acting like he didn't know anything, made them take a little courage. But not enough. Until Colonello took a step forward, took a deep breath and spoke with a shaky voice. — Reborn... was caught in an ambush and ended up dead. - Colonello not being able to look at Tsuna, he looked away.
"I really wasn't expecting this." Fon comments, sighing then. “After all, his history of girlfriends has always been women, either with a strong personality or with a body to be envied. It is unlikely that he would have hooked up with someone so innocent.” Instinctively everyone in the room nods in agreement. But Luce starts to laugh lightly watching the snow fall and watching two people arrive holding hands and the other busy with a cup of coffee. “What can I say…” Luce began as if she had to think. “…I think the coffee brought them together.” She stated laughing lightly and looking fondly at the view she had in the room. Again everyone in the room instinctively agreed.
They spent time together and little things changed. Things as small as: holding hands, smiling when seeing each other, several conversations, knowing the likes and dislikes, but they were not aware of any of those small changes. But it wouldn't be that way for much longer.