Reborn Drabble (Hakama Love)

[ansibs]

Title: Hakama Love
Fandom: Katekyou Hitman Reborn!
Pairing: 8059
Rating: R
Notes: written for the 8059challenge prompt 92 (A fitting room, cosplay store). I don't feel I described the claustrophobic feeling of the fitting room enough, and focused on the stupid hakama pants (because I'm wearing a pair in a couple of days). They are really hard to figure

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[ansibs]

A part of him was a little horrified at their display - they were youngsters, practically a decade younger, yet he thought the katana-brat could have found a better place to corner and make out - the other part of him was a little thrilled at this prime chance at blackmail that had fallen so unexpectedly into his lap. A glance at Bel told him the other was thinking the same, if those sniggers were anything to go by. Turning back to the screen, he watched as the two struggled against each other, the bomber's fingers clawing down the other's back to snag on the lip of the other's kimono, then sliding down inside the fabric's confines. There was a moment when the katana-brat lifted his head and moaned - he could see it from the screen, though he couldn't hear it, but that blissful expression couldn't be anything but - that Squalo thought he was getting a little tight in his pants at the display, but the part of him that screamed "DECADE OLDER, YOU ARE!!" kept him in check.

Bel, on the other hand, had started on a can of mint chocolate chip ice cream from somewhere, all without taking his eyes away from the screen. Squalo stole a spoon from the drawer and attempted to steal a bite, which Bel (again) avoided without looking away from the spectacle in front of them.

Irritated, Squalo asked, "So we have blackmail material. Can we turn it off now?"

Bel swiveled to look at him, spoon in mouth. "You mean, you're not interested in seeing the rest?" On the screen, the katana-brat had very obviously cornered his partner exactly where he wanted him, and was now concentrated in pleasuring the other to the point that he probably wouldn't have noticed a bomb going off in the room next to him.

Squalo stuttered in response, "Vuoooi! I'm not - not like that, I don't need to see a couple of kids fooling around with each other, we already have the information we need..." But Bel was still smiling uncharacteristically patient around his spoon, watching him from under his bangs, waiting for the truth to come out of his own mouth.

The two Guardians had now descended into mindless moaning on the path of eventual release, if the bomber's expressions were anything go by. Squalo realized he was glancing ping-pong-style between the screen and Bel's smirking face.

Well, if he had someone to watch it with...why not?

"Fine," he snarled finally, "you win. We'll watch."

Bel sniggered and turned back to the screen.

UNGH, again a very inconclusive ending. Er, hope you enjoyed anyway...?

[dtn]

♥___♥

EPIC WIN!! This was an awesome omake, I'm glad I make random comments XD (How much ramen can one guy eat anyways? XD)

[ansibs]

A helluva lot, as far as Naruto is concerned. I was looking for an omake to write but couldn't think of anything, so thanks for the unintended suggestion! XD

[dtn]

Naruto's got a demon inside him, he needs to feed that too. *bricked* You're welcome! I'm glad to be of some help! I always like to read things with someone watching while couples are totally unware of it. :D;;;

[akayalovesyaoi]

OH MY GOD.
I agree with the '♥___♥' comment. Epic, that is epic and it's not like I have a soft spot for voyeurism, no, no, no

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XD

[ansibs]

Ahahahaha glad you liked~