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The Katekyou Hitman Reborn! Kink Meme 3!
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Gokudera watched as Yamamoto sipped his orange-flavoured tea, straight-faced, with an equally poker-faced Reborn next to him looking at his orange-green striped teacup as if it were poisoned.
“Do you not like the tea?” Shittopi-chan asked, setting down a platter of biscuits with green-and-orange icing. Yamamoto shook his head and smiled brightly, while the former Arcobaleno’s face was blank.
“No, it’s great, uh, Shittopi-chan. I like... oranges.” Next to him, Reborn lifted his cup gingerly, lips curled in distaste.
“Really? That’s good. Oranges are really good for pregnant people.”
Reborn spoke into his cup. “That’s very nice, Shittopi-chan, but we’re not pregnant.”
“It doesn’t matter,” she answered serenely. “Right, Goku-chan?”
Hayato beamed. “Of course not, Shittopi-chan!”
Yamamoto choked on his tea. Reborn patted his back while the man spluttered.
“How many months?” he inquired politely.
“Six,” the woman said fondly, rubbing the considerable bump. “Just another four months.”
“I thought it was nine months.”
“Oh, no,” she shook her head, green hair flying. “It’s ten.”
Yamamoto grinned. “That’s- uh- great! So, have you decided what to name it?”
She shrugged. “Well, Hayato and I have been talking. We haven’t decided on anything yet... but how about @#$@##%^?”
Yamamoto blinked, before bursting into laughter. Reborn just sipped his tea.
“Haha, that’s- very interesting!”
“See?” Shitt P. turned to her husband. “I told you it was a good name.”
He smiled at her. “I’m sure it is, sweetheart.”
“How do you pronounce it again?” Yamamoto inquired innocently.
“Oh, @#$%^%#^&.”
“Ah.”
“C’mon, you say it.” She smiled, eyes sly. “I understand the
pronunciation’s a little tricky...”
Yamamoto looked helplessly at Reborn, who adamantly refused to look at him. “Well... haha, can I go to the washroom?”
“I’ll take you,” Gokudera said, rising to his feet. “Come on, idiot.”
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“So,” Yamamoto said, smiling, “Married life seems to suit you.”
Gokudera raised his eyesbrows. “Really.”
“Yeah, you seem... happy.”
The Italian snorted. “Duh. She’s the most perfect UMA I’ve ever met.”
“Well. She certainly is...” Yamamoto struggled for words. “Interesting.”
Gokudera gave him a scathing glare. “Got something you wanna say?”
“Haha, no! Not at all!”
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When they came back down, Shitt P asked innocently, “Lunch?”
Last time, Yamamoto recalled, they’d been served a roasted goose,
which probably wouldn’t have been so bad if she hadn’t stuffed it with snake, eel and escargot.
And the papaya-and-blue cheese pudding that followed... well,
Yamamoto hadn’t eaten pudding for weeks after that.
“Ahm…”
Reborn’s face was impassively blank, as it had been for most of the visit.
“Stay,” Gokudera hissed in Yamamoto’s ear. “Stay or die.”
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“Thank you for staying to lunch,” Shitt P said, smiling serenely at them.
Yamamoto grinned happily. “You’re welcome. We should spend more time together. Gokudera always seems so happy when he’s around you!”
“Shut up, idiot,” Gokudera snapped, cheeks slightly pink. “Eat your food.”
Yamamoto looked down at the unidentifiable mixture on his plate. “Um... this looks... really delicious. What is it, again?”
“Escargot with pureed eel and blue cheese.”
Reborn lifted a forkful and allowed it to slide off his fork. “I’m only sorry that Tsuna and Kyoko couldn’t make it to dinner with us.”
“I know,” Shittopi-chan sighed, chewing thoughtfully. “I was really hoping to meet Tsunayoshi-kun, since my Goku-chan speaks so highly of him.”
“Haha, Gokudera really likes Tsuna, doesn’t he?”
“He’s my boss,” Gokudera snapped again, viciously stabbing his food. “I can only say that I’m sorry you had to come, idiot.”
“Don’t say that,” his wife chided gently. “They’re our guests. You have to be polite, Goku-chan.”
His anger evaporated as he turned to her and smiled radiantly. “Of course, sweetheart.”
“You want more escargot?”
“Yes! This is really delicious. You’re a wonderful cook.”
She smiled. “Thank you.”
“The two of you are so in love,” Yamamoto smiled, leaning his head into his palm.
“Get your elbows off the dinner table, idiot. And she’s my wife, of course I love her.”
“Congratulations on your pregnancy, by the way,” he added comfortably, ignoring the scathing glare. “Tsuna and Kyoko said they’d send a baby hamper to you.”
“Aw, how kind,” the woman sighed, before reaching for the serving platter. “More eel, Yamamoto-kun?”
“Ah, no, thanks-”
“Don’t be shy.” She plopped a big ladleful onto his plate. “Eat up, you’re so skinny.”
Reborn gave a small cough as Yamamoto tried to hide his despair.
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When he was sure she wasn’t looking, Yamamoto quickly poured the rest of the chocolate-liver blended soup into the pot plant sitting next to him. Shitt P looked up and smiled graciously at him, and for a moment he panicked. Crap, did she see me?
“So you’re sure you don’t want more?” she asked, pushing the platter of camel meat stir-fried with durian towards them. Yamamoto held his napkin up to his mouth, waving his hand vaguely in a ‘No thanks’ gesture. Reborn just coughed and said politely, “Oh, no. I’m stuffed.”
“Really?” Shitt P pursed her lips, painted a bright pink to match her dress. Before lunch, she went upstairs and changed clothes. She was now wearing a bright pink bubble dress. Literally. It swelled up around her curvy figure like a… bubble.
Reborn’s phone rang. He gave a slight cough before turning away. “Excuse me.”
“That was delicious,” Gokudera said, beaming at his wife. Yamamoto just smiled vaguely, still holding the napkin to his mouth. He thought he was going to throw up.
“Ah, yes,” Reborn said softly into his phone next to Yamamoto. “No, I don’t think so. We’re coming back.” He snapped his phone shut and turned back around. Shitt P looked up. “Well,” she said brightly, “How about dessert?”
“No, I’m too full,” Yamamoto protested, laughing, cringing behind the napkin.
“Thank you,” Reborn said smoothly, but I’m afraid we have to go.”
“Oh.” Shitt P’s lips curled in disappointment. “Oh, well, come tomorrow, why don’t you? We can have lunch together again. Come on, ask them to come, Goku-chan.”
“Come,” Gokudera sent a not-too-discreet glare. “You must come tomorrow.”
“Ahm… maybe. I mean,” Yamamoto said hastily as Gokudera’s eyes blazed, “we’ll try our best, of course… but you know, Vongola business is so hectic…”
“Well, enjoy your maternity leave,” Reborn said, standing up. “Yamamoto and I have... business to do.”
“We do?” Yamamoto asked, before Reborn subtly pulled a lock of black
hair. “Ouch! I mean, uh, yeah, we do. Sorry we couldn’t- uh, stay longer, Gokudera. But there’s- um- someone to blackmail, I think, so see you later.”
“Remember, tomorrow.”
“Ahahaha, yeah!”
Shitt P kissed them both on the cheek. “Please, it’s always a pleasure to have company. I’m making a special lunch tomorrow, so please come. Please?”
“We have to go,” Reborn said evasively, grabbing Yamamoto’s arm tightly and dragging him out the door.
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“It’s always nice to have company,” Shitt P said contentedly, folding her hands over her bump as she watched the pair get into their car.
“Yeah,” Gokudera came up behind her. “But I like it better when it’s just you and me.”
“It won’t be you and me much longer,” she reminded him.
“I know.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “So we should spend more time together.”
“Awww, Goku-chan, you’re so sweet.”
“Only for you, Shittopi-chan.”
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“Yeah,” Gokudera came up behind her. “But I like it better when it’s just you and me.”
“It won’t be you and me much longer,” she reminded him.
“I know.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “So we should spend more time together.”
“Awww, Goku-chan, you’re so sweet.”
“Only for you, Shittopi-chan.”
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