One shot

It was a few months after the representative battle and Tsuna, Yamamotto, and Gokudera were hanging out in Tsuna's room doing homework.

"Baseball freak! Don't fall asleep and get drool all over juudaime's precious homework!"

Gokudera yelled as he pulled out a few of his dynamites from an unknown place upon his body.

Said boy who was being yelled up grinned sheepishly and held up his hands in a good natured fashion.

"Maa maa Gokudera, put away your fireworks and I won't intentionally drool on Tsuna's homework. Plus fireworks would ruin his room"

The baseball freak laughed causing Tsuna to sweat drop and the bomber to click his tongue in annoyance as he reluctantly put the dynamites away.

"They're not fireworks you idiot! Tch....You're lucky that I don't want to trash Juudaime's room baseball freak!"

"Gokudera..... Yamamotto...."

The brunette who had been silently observing the two sighed, he was starting to get used to the bomber randomly pulling out his 'fireworks' as a certain baseball freak would call them so he didn't usually freak out anymore.

"A good mafia boss needs to learn how to keep his subordinates in check"

An infant clad in a black suit and orange shirt with a black fedora sporting a orange band called, startling the brunette.

"R-reborn!"

The infant smirked at the surprised cry of his student, losing the tip of his fedora slightly to his the amusement glittering within his onyx eyes.

"Dame-Tsuna a mafia boss doesn't stutter!"

The hitman scolded as he hit his student with his ten ton Leon hammer, sometimes he can't believe that the dame boy in front of him was the very boy that had beaten the most feared people within the mafia. In fact, he actually wouldn't believe it if he weren't actually there to see it himself.

"Itaiii!"

The brunette sighed as he rubbed his sore head.

"Juudaime are you okay?!"

The bomber panicked as he scooted over to his boss to make sure that there were no permanent injuries.

"Gyahahaha! The great Lambo sama has come to grace you all with his presence!"

A small child wearing a cow suit laughed obnoxiously as he ran tnto the room.

"Ahoshi don't annoy Judaime!"

The bomber yelled as kicked the cow child.

"Maa maa Gokudera, don't hurt Lambo"

Yamamotto laughed, the bomber ignored him and threw his dynamites at the cow child who had started to cry and began pulling out a purple bazooka from his hair.

Unfortunately, the bomber didn't plan too well and the bazooka went flying out of the cow child's hands towards a certain student and teacher duo.

"Hieeeeee!!!!!"

The brunette streaked as he was engulfed by the bazooka along with Reborn who had allowed himself to get hit because he was curious. The cow child could never actually catch the hitman off guard intentionally or not.

When the pink smoke cleared away the hitman noted that he and his student were on a luxurious silk cloven queen sized bed.

"Ehh why were we on a bed together?"

The brunette questioned, his doe like brown eyes were blinking in confusion towards his new surroundings.

"How should I know Dame Tsuna?"

The hitman sighed as he tugged down his fedora when he noticed that two suits were sprawled across the floor in a somewhat hasty manor.

"Ehhh what's this?"

Tsuna shifted his position to see that he had been sitting on a bottle, he picked it up and examined the clear liquid within it.

"What's lube?"

Onyx eyes snapped towards the bottle as the hitman stared at it with a blank face, despite the sudden realization striking him.

"You can't be serious Dame Tsuna, you're a teenage boy so of course you know what lube is"

The hitman deadpanned, the brunette opened his mouth to question something but he closed it quickly after a sharp glare from the hitman.

The brunette was beginning to feel awkward with the silence so he decided to observe the room once more, ignoring the clothes on the floor and instead settled on the luxurious state that the room was in. Inwardly dreading that the reason for the expensive room was to him actually becoming a mafia boss.

He leaned over to get a better look at a case of white roses only to flinch when his hand felt something wet and stickly, his brow furrowed slightly when he looked at his hand to see a white substance on it. He curiously brought it up to his nose and sniffed it before cringing away at the smell.

"What the hell are you doing Dame Tsuna?!"

The urgent tone of the hitman startled the brunette who was confused as to why the hitman's fedora kept on lowering.

"I wanted to know what the white stuff on my hand was, I thought that it was a cream but it doesn't smell like it....."

The brunette replied as he narrowed his gaze in confusion. The hitman was silent for a few moments as he observed the white substance on the boy's hand.

"Why don't you taste it to see if it is cream?"

The hitman replied, the brunette frowned slightly before slowly beginning to lick the substance off of his hand. At first the boy seemed reluctant but after a few good licks the boy become more eager and locked the rest off of his hand. All the while the hitman was subtly gazing at the brunette, his shock and embarrassment hidden behind his fedora.

"It wasn't cream.... I don't know what it was but it tasted.... Interesting..."

The brunette mused, sounding as if he wanted to taste some more.

"Dame Tsuna..... You're so clueless...."

The hitman trailed off.

"Ehhhh?!? But–"

Tsuna was cut off when the both of them were engulfed by pink smoke, when they opened their eyes they were greeted by Tsuna's friends who were openly gaping.

"Ano.... Why are you guys gaping?"

Tsuna asked softly, the silver haired bomber shut his mouth and his face flush a unhealthy Shade of red.

"N-nothing! I just remembered that I need to buy more dynamite!"

The bomber yelled as he briskly walked out of the room muttering something about 'Precious Juudaime's body being soiled'.

"Ahahahaha... I'm going to go help Gokudera restock his fireworks!"

The baseball freak laughed awkwardly, a shade of pink ringing his face as he ran out after the bomber.

The brunette looked down at his tutor in confusion.

"I wonder what happened or what they saw....."

He sighed, the hitman shook his head and sighed, wondering if he should educate his dame student about a certain topic.

Me: hehe my first khr story...... I hope it's okay..... It's over 1K words which is good for a one shot right?