Reborn! Anon Kink Meme!

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The Katekyou Hitman Reborn! Kink Meme 3!
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Re: GiottoxFem!27

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It had happened the first time the blushing sixteen year old had seen her never-before-met elder brother.

“Ah… Hello… my name is Gio-eh, that is, Vongola Giotto,” said the blond stranger that looked so much alike to Tsuna - should Tsuna have been female, older and a bit more Italian - with an awkward bow and a strangled chuckle.

“It’s good to meet you!” Tsuna’s mother chirped brightly, indeed happy to meet the child of her husband’s first marriage. “Make yourself at home.”

“Thank you,” Giotto muttered, the words choppy and horrific on his tongue.

Tsuna didn’t like him. Not even slightly. The man ‘oozed’ creepy.

“This is your sister, Tsuna. Tsuna, come here, dear!” Tsuna’s mother beckoned and Tsuna stepped forward unhappily, staring up… and up… and up into the eyes of her foreign brother.

“It is good to meet you, brother,” she greeted mechanically, displeased in the highest to have to utter such blasphemy. She wished that the bastard had never been born.

“It is good to meet you as well,” her brother stated, and Tsuna’s mother clucked around the two of them for a few seconds before puttering off to the kitchen and leaving the two of them alone.

Giotto took that moment to gently capture Tsuna’s chin with his fingers, lifting her face up from where it had fallen so Tsuna could glare into the ground, and Tsuna’s heart picked up at the look on his face.

His lips started forming words, ‘what’ words, she’d had no idea, but words never the less. They sounded beautiful, elegant and started to melt her in her place.

“Uh… what… did you say?” Tsuna asked, attempting to deny the blush on her cheeks as her brother moved closer and pressed their bodies together lightly.

“Once I know the words in Japanese, I will be sure to tell you,” he told her, gently kissing the shell of her ear and then moving off into the kitchen.

Tsuna proceeded to stand still as a statue for a good ten minutes, face redder than a tomato and body strangely warm.

“Eek!” she squeaked once she realized what had happened and bolted upstairs, locking herself in her room until Yamamoto and Gokudera came over to study.

…

During their study time, Giotto slipped in some how and started asking the other boys - Gokudera, who came from Italy, in specific - the translation of some words. She recognized some of the words as those that he’d been saying to her earlier and her ears lit up in colour.

Their homework started to take a back seat as Yamamoto started inquiring as to the meaning of the words as well, which soon started a three-way lesson on the pronunciation of Italian and the translation of it into Japanese.

“Oi!” Tsuna objected after ten minutes of solid talking about the translation of sex words. “Female in the room.”

“But Tsuna, you are the definition of…” Yamamoto joked, and Tsuna stared at him blankly, unable to translate the gibberish that he’d just uttered.

“Erm… thanks,” Tsuna grumped, rolling her eyes, grabbing her bags and storming from the room. “I’m going into the guest bedroom, don’t bother coming over unless you actually intend to study.”

“Hey, wait a second!” Gokudera protested uselessly as Tsuna slammed the door in his face and moved into the second room, settling her work on the bed and snuggling in.

Occasionally, when her room was being painted or repaired, she would spend the night in the guest bedroom, and was thus very familiar with its bed and layout… almost as familiar as she was with her own room.

She had just stated to get comfortable with her work when the door opened. She turned her head to greet whomever it was and congratulate them for growing a brain cell when her words caught in her throat at the presence of her annoying elder brother.

“What do you want?” she snapped instead.

“Mmm… but that is what I was attempting to find out in the other room,” Giotto informed her, moving closer and closer to the bed and not seeming to stop.

Tsuna’s eyes widened by the footstep and she found her body frozen to the spot, no matter how many times she told herself to flee.

“You are beautiful,” the man stated, gently stroking the curve of her cheek and causing a blush everywhere his fingers touched.