Er... fic?
I wrote this last night while Lambo was paper mache-ing a dinosaur with my homework...
The Mailbox
by Tsuna
There was a mailbox that sat in Tsuna's yard. It was a normal mailbox, except for a fish that had recently been painted on the side. Tsuna wasn't sure who painted it there, but it had appeared sometime in the last year. One night, Tsuna looked out his window to see Gokudera carefully inspecting the mailbox. He thought maybe Gokudera was checking it for bombs, or any sort of threats. The next night, he looked out his window and saw it again. Maybe it was something that needed to be done daily.
When asked about it, Gokudera said he was just admiring the mailbox, but then quickly changed his mind and said he was checking for suspicious people. Tsuna thought this was odd. Suspicious people didn't normally hide in mailboxes, unless they were Reborn. Tsuna thought Lambo or I-Pin might be able to fit in there, or Collonello, or any of the Arcobaleno, but he doubted that Gokudera would have been able to inspect it as long as he had if any of them were in there.
Tsuna sat at his window every night and watched as Gokudera's hands traced over every contour of his mailbox. One of these days he'd figure out what Gokudera's fascination with it was.
The End... maybe?
The Mailbox
by Tsuna
There was a mailbox that sat in Tsuna's yard. It was a normal mailbox, except for a fish that had recently been painted on the side. Tsuna wasn't sure who painted it there, but it had appeared sometime in the last year. One night, Tsuna looked out his window to see Gokudera carefully inspecting the mailbox. He thought maybe Gokudera was checking it for bombs, or any sort of threats. The next night, he looked out his window and saw it again. Maybe it was something that needed to be done daily.
When asked about it, Gokudera said he was just admiring the mailbox, but then quickly changed his mind and said he was checking for suspicious people. Tsuna thought this was odd. Suspicious people didn't normally hide in mailboxes, unless they were Reborn. Tsuna thought Lambo or I-Pin might be able to fit in there, or Collonello, or any of the Arcobaleno, but he doubted that Gokudera would have been able to inspect it as long as he had if any of them were in there.
Tsuna sat at his window every night and watched as Gokudera's hands traced over every contour of his mailbox. One of these days he'd figure out what Gokudera's fascination with it was.
The End... maybe?