KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN! KINK MEME REBORN!
THE KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN! KINK MEME REBORN!
Hey fandom, it's been five months since we last had a decent kink meme going and anonymous cries for a new one have not gone un-heard.
THE SET-UP IS SIMPLE: Anonymously post a pairing (a threesome, a foursome, an orgy, etc) or a character and a kink in the comments of this post. It can be a personal ( Read more... )
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"You've never had a photo taken where you're out of a uniform, your favourite drink is ... what was it, milk, the only English you ever remember is that stupid ballgame song, and..." The man looked irritably down at Yamamoto from where he leaned against Tsuna's desk. "Couldn't you get a weird tattoo when you were young so we don't have to prove things like this?"
Yamamoto stared at his familiar frown, and then at Tsuna. "It really is Gokudera!"
"You recognised him when you first saw him! Why is it hard to believe now?" Tsuna said.
"But then you pointed out how tall he is!" said Yamamoto, and turned back to stare at Gokudera. "How'd you do it?"
"I'm from ten years in the future. Seriously. Doing experiments with time travel. I seem to have made a couple of mistakes when I made adjustments to ... the machinery."
Tsuna was relieved that Gokudera wasn't trying to convince Yamamoto that Lambo's ten year bazooka wasn't simply an advanced toy. It would be more trouble than it was worth.
"Wow! I didn't know you were that smart," said Yamamoto. Even he looked a little unbelieving.
"Yeah, well, maybe I'm not." Gokudera shrugged irritably. "I'm pretty sure all I managed to do was set that damn thing to keep me here for fifty hours rather than five minutes. I'm really sorry for the inconvenience, Tenth."
"You don't have to be, really!" Tsuna rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. "Anyway, that's why we decided to tell you about all this, Yamamoto. There isn't any room left at my house, so we were wondering if Gokudera-kun - I mean, Gokudera-san could stay at your place. If your dad doesn't mind..."
"We could tell him I'm the cousin of my younger self," said Gokudera. "Something like that."
Yamamoto grinned, excited. "This is so cool. Sure, my old man won't mind."
Mere minutes after his assent was given, Reborn had ushered them out of the house, leaving them by the back door with an injunction to play nice and get out of the way before Maman saw them and asked awkward questions. He had kindly provided, from out of absolutely nowhere, a few changes of clothes for Gokudera, including a tie and a black jacket to replace those he'd left in the future, completing the rather formal outfit he was wearing.
Yamamoto looked at the clothing draped over Gokudera's arm. "Nice dress," he said as they started walking, and laughed. "The kid really does want you to be prepared for anything."
"How does he even know my size?" Gokudera said, unnerved as he looked at the label of the dress.
"Is the pot plant costume in the right size too?"
Gokudera stopped looking through the clothes. "I'd rather not find out."
Yamamoto's looked him over, taking in the shining leather shoes with their well worn creases, the glasses that Gokudera had tucked into the breast pocket of his jacket, and the rings in his ears. He liked those - they made the man seem like he was the same Gokudera after all. "So you weren't working at a lab with the time machine, right? You look like you were at some fancy business meeting."
"I was in my workshop. I wear what I like in there." Gokudera frowned. "It's lucky we don't have any meetings scheduled for the next two days. My younger self shouldn't inconvenience the Tenth too much right now. I hope."
Yamamoto's face lit up. "You still know Tsuna in ten years' time? Am I around too?"
Gokudera smiled. "Yeah. You're around."
"What are we doing? Is it cool?" He got the feeling that he was getting into the kind of pumped-up mood that would make Gokudera yell and not answer properly. With the normal Gokudera that was okay, but he felt kind of ridiculous next to the adult Gokudera in his suit.
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