[fic]For Azzy, My Love
I have decided not to announce the fandom or pairing of the fic because I want to know if she can figure it out even if it's revealed in the end! :)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY DEAR! Thought I'd forget, huh!
Very very very different than how I usually write. But this is how the story came at me and demanded to be written as so. I tried my best, really! Maybe I'm not suited for this type of writing!
Happy
by emcyclopedia
PG
545 words
disclaimer; i wish it was mine. but sadly, it's not. :(
They are probably the last people on Earth I'd think of who would get together.
By getting together, I mean dating.
I mean, he's not the nicest person around and I really don't find him that attractive overall other than his literally killer looks.
Ugh, I know, I know. I'm not the brightest crayon out of this box-- but surely I am not the only one who's surprised at this couple...
Huh? Me? Jealous?
... I guess you can say that. It really does sort of suck that he's doesn't hang around me as often anymore. But then again, we've all grown up, haven't we? Even I've started up on the paperwork that I used to be forced at gunpoint to do.
... Yes, your gunpoint. Do you have to look so smug?
Hahaha... Well, all it really matters is that they're happy right? I'm not a very good boss if I can't keep my followers happy even if I never really agreed with being this whole boss thing. It's just not my style.
Eh...? How did I find out? Well, it really wasn't obvious until I found them... Uh... Er... Kissing the daylights out of each other in the meeting room. I've always wondered why they're so eager to attend meetings because they're always early. But now that I really think about it, surely those smiles and glares mean more than what they usually mean, right?
No, no. It couldn't have been those friendly Italian greeting kisses. Definitely not when he's got a hand down his pants.
And in before you ask, I'm not really bothered by this all because they're still as efficient as before with their work. I really... really have no interest to find out what goes on beyond their bedroom door.
But hey! Being on that note, I can finally bunk them together on missions now. Ah... well not really... I guess... He's always preferred to work alone with or without a bed partner.
...
Yes, I'm sorry, you're right. I should've known better than to even suggest it.
Ow! I am not being a brat! Stop that!
... Come in.
Ah, I've been expecting you two. Do you have your reports?
Oh, I see. Everything's going fine?
Haha, yeah. She's expecting in a few weeks. Doing quite swell, actually. ... And quite literally.
Well, I hope you two have been okay, too. You do look sort of bruised out. Go get some rest and just leave your report on the table. I'll see you guys at dinner, okay?
Yes, I saw them. Do they really think I'm an idiot? Even I can tell the difference between bruises and love bites. Especially when he enjoys biting to death so often.
Ffft. Yeah. I'll see you at dinner too-- I hear you've got some cooking to test again.
Tsuna sighs as soon as the door clicks behind Reborn, glancing down briefly at his dirt speckled carpet where Yamamoto and Hibari had just stood moments before and closed his eyes. He loosens his tie slightly and twirls around in his chair to face out the windows of his mansion in Italy.
That's right.
They're all grown up.
And after all that fighting, all he can do is hope that they're happy, right?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY DEAR! Thought I'd forget, huh!
Very very very different than how I usually write. But this is how the story came at me and demanded to be written as so. I tried my best, really! Maybe I'm not suited for this type of writing!
Happy
by emcyclopedia
PG
545 words
disclaimer; i wish it was mine. but sadly, it's not. :(
They are probably the last people on Earth I'd think of who would get together.
By getting together, I mean dating.
I mean, he's not the nicest person around and I really don't find him that attractive overall other than his literally killer looks.
Ugh, I know, I know. I'm not the brightest crayon out of this box-- but surely I am not the only one who's surprised at this couple...
Huh? Me? Jealous?
... I guess you can say that. It really does sort of suck that he's doesn't hang around me as often anymore. But then again, we've all grown up, haven't we? Even I've started up on the paperwork that I used to be forced at gunpoint to do.
... Yes, your gunpoint. Do you have to look so smug?
Hahaha... Well, all it really matters is that they're happy right? I'm not a very good boss if I can't keep my followers happy even if I never really agreed with being this whole boss thing. It's just not my style.
Eh...? How did I find out? Well, it really wasn't obvious until I found them... Uh... Er... Kissing the daylights out of each other in the meeting room. I've always wondered why they're so eager to attend meetings because they're always early. But now that I really think about it, surely those smiles and glares mean more than what they usually mean, right?
No, no. It couldn't have been those friendly Italian greeting kisses. Definitely not when he's got a hand down his pants.
And in before you ask, I'm not really bothered by this all because they're still as efficient as before with their work. I really... really have no interest to find out what goes on beyond their bedroom door.
But hey! Being on that note, I can finally bunk them together on missions now. Ah... well not really... I guess... He's always preferred to work alone with or without a bed partner.
...
Yes, I'm sorry, you're right. I should've known better than to even suggest it.
Ow! I am not being a brat! Stop that!
... Come in.
Ah, I've been expecting you two. Do you have your reports?
Oh, I see. Everything's going fine?
Haha, yeah. She's expecting in a few weeks. Doing quite swell, actually. ... And quite literally.
Well, I hope you two have been okay, too. You do look sort of bruised out. Go get some rest and just leave your report on the table. I'll see you guys at dinner, okay?
Yes, I saw them. Do they really think I'm an idiot? Even I can tell the difference between bruises and love bites. Especially when he enjoys biting to death so often.
Ffft. Yeah. I'll see you at dinner too-- I hear you've got some cooking to test again.
Tsuna sighs as soon as the door clicks behind Reborn, glancing down briefly at his dirt speckled carpet where Yamamoto and Hibari had just stood moments before and closed his eyes. He loosens his tie slightly and twirls around in his chair to face out the windows of his mansion in Italy.
That's right.
They're all grown up.
And after all that fighting, all he can do is hope that they're happy, right?