WARNING: Mentions of suicide. If this discomforts you, please don't read.

I don't know if you guys know it by now but all italics mean Flashback.

3rd Point of View

Tsuna has always been good at sneaking out, tutored by the best hitman in the world, even she can escape the hitman before he notices her.

But today is not that day.

Just as she pass an intersection, a voice erupted near the corner and she stopped walking, shoulders tensed.

Slowly she turns to the voice, acting as if she's got caught eating sugar without surveillance. She looks at the man, G, with wide hopefully innocent eyes.

Said man just huffed with his arms over his chest, a slight smirk over his lips and Tsuna knows that she won't fool the notorious right-hand man of the famed Vongola Famiglia. "With your injuries, you're not exactly stealthy-" he jokes. 

"I have passed exactly two maids, one gardener and seven mafiosi." Tsuna defended her honor with a defiant pout. 

"But not me." G quips smugly. He notes in his mind to reminds himself to train his subordinates more, to not detect someone is a red card in his book.

"Where are you going?" He strategically changed subject and stares as she ponders, no, more like hesitating. The way she pressed her lips together and avoid his gaze tells him that she doesn't want to tell him, so he resorted to another method.

Threaten.

"Well, if you don't have anywhere to go, like the garden for example, then let's get you to your room." G moved to grab her arm but her hand intercepted in Mach 1, looking up at him with glistening honey brown eyes.

"Please, don't." she pleads. "I've been in that room for who knows how long and I feel restless." she explains. "And I wanted...to take a walk to keep my feet from stiff..." the more she explains, the meeker she gets, steadily avoiding his eyes once more, her other hand clutches her dress.

"Please don't send me back to my room."

G barked out an amused laugh, shaking his head and palming his face, her pleas are so eerily similar to that blonde idiot, it's making him insane.

"Are all bosses like this?" he murmured to himself, are all bosses like this or God just decided that one stubborn, idiotic and completely goofball of a friend is not enough to make him go insane and made another decision to give another headache.

 Tsuna looks back, lips pouting, brows furrowed, she looks at him with cute confusion, G briefly flushed, are all Japanese women this cute?

Maybe she's not that bad, but still, her similarity to his boss is uncanny and spooky.

"Huh?"

"No, nothing. So tell me, where were you going?"

Tsuna opens and closes her mouth, still pondering, before saying in a wispy whisper, "To the garden."

G hums, he already knew, but he wanted to hear it directly from her mouth.

He carried her bridal style.

Tsuna lets out an acute yelp and clutches on his vest, eyes on the ground and body frigid. "W-W-What are you doing, Signor G!?"

G merely blinked, not affected by their closeness and kept his eyes ahead, he started taking long strides towards the exit that guides them to the garden, "As much as I want to let you walk, you don't have any slippers on and we can't have you gain more injures, Giotto will go berserk or mother mode, no in between." he explained as if it's the most normal thing in the world.

"B-But this-"

"What of it?" G raised an eyebrow.

"...nothing." G snorted. 

Giotto.

"Finally!" Giotto lets out a groan and victoriously throws his hands in the air, surrendering to the plush surface of his seat. 

Asari smiled from near the big windows, fondly. "Congratulations, this is the first time you complete your work, and in only three days." he mused.

"That's a new record."

"Hey." Giotto pouts at Asari's jest before noticing that he's staring at something outside the window.

"Asari?"

"Seems like G and Sawada-san officially met." was the only thing he said, "And they look close already."

At that, Giotto flung himself to the window, face squashed against the window and eyes large from shock, "WHAFF!?"

Down the dirt path that leads to the garden, G is seen carrying Tsuna in his arms, cradling her with care as if she's a fragile work of art. He spots Tsuna being a blushing mess.

Giotto felt air leave his lungs then filled with something hot, like lava. 

In a flash, he pushed open the window and screeched like the winged reptile whose name is hard to spell.

You know, pterodactyl.

Yeah.

"G, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" two heads turn to the voice. Tsuna's eyes widened from shock while G clicked his tongue from annoyance. "WHAT DO YOU WANT, YOU FUCK!?" Tsuna looked scandalized by the crude language, even Hayano has restraints.

This man has no filter at all!

'Hime-sama! Would you like some help? There's so much paperwork!' Hayano frets over her sleep-deprived boss, worry in her forest green eyes and lips wobbling.

'No, Hayano. I'm fine. You should take a break-' Tsuna attempted an assuring smile but only get to grimace as her sight momentarily blurred.

'Nonsense! I can't have a break while you suffer alone, please let me take a stack!' Hayano moved to grab one of the stacks when a certain woman enters, shouldering her sword.

'Hayano sure is helpful!' Takemi grinned jovially, brown eyes twinkling with mirth. Hayano turns to her and growls like an enraged chihuahua.

'Shut it, Sword Freak, whose fault is it that Hime-sama's work increased!?' she yells at her.

'Hmm, me?' Takemi points at herself, blinking.

'No shit!'

'Hayano, language!' Tsuna chastises, pouting.

'I'm sorry! I shall atone my sin by committing seppuku! Sword Freak, give me your sword!' Hayano wails and dropped to her knees, banging her head on the ground, putting a small crack.

'Hayano, no! STOP!'

Remembering a fond memory (albeit a horrifying one with Hayano trying to commit suicide), Tsuna feels the hollow in her heart heal a bit. 

She pats G's chest and G stopped his series of cursing to look down at her, "Please let me down." the two ignored the screeching of the boss.

Asari laughs amicably.

"STAY THERE, YOU TWO!" Giotto has half a mind to jump off the window but he doesn't want to give Tsuna a heart attack and have G punch him again, you know, like a good friend.

Tsuna and G did so, enjoying the fresh air and vibrant flowers in the process.

A/n: Comments and Votes are appreciated :3.

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