Don't own, right?

Warning: Yaoi/BL, semi-smut (?)

This is a sequel to 'Spots and smirks', so maybe you wanna read it before reading this. And stuff. lol

-This be present happening-

-This be past happening-

'This be thought'

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The figure in the bed tossed and turned, grunts and mewls coming out from slightly parted lips. The sheets were disheveled, almost falling on the floor, and slightly damp from sweat.

After a few more minutes, wide caramel eyes shot open as the slightly parted lips also opened wide, gasping for air. Unfocused eyes stared up at the ceiling, darkened by the lack of light. From the looks of it, it's still a few more hours before dawn.

Tsuna groaned.

This has been going on for a week now, him being awake before dawn. Heck, even Reborn is surprised that the no-good Tsuna wakes up earlier than a rooster nowadays. Though that was quickly replaced with a smugness that Tsuna hated the most.

"Wild dream?" the infant asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

The teenager flushed and grabbed the sheets, trying to cover the obvious stimulation he got from his dream.

"N-no!" he denied. Though they both knew it was a futile retort.

Thankfully, Reborn let it go. Snuggling back in his bed, the baby said, "Maybe I should talk to Hibari about this," then he was asleep, a bubble coming out from his nose.

He didn't have a chance to hear Tsuna's "Hiiii!?", nor the sound of labored breathing as said brunette stumbled towards the bathroom.

Being pulled back to the present by the hurting between his legs, Tsuna grunted as he started his travel, yet again, to the bathroom, intent on taking a very cold shower in the break of dawn.

Life hates him, yes?

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Not having the chance to get even a wink of sleep after his early shower, Tsuna trudged downstairs, sulking. He hated being woken up early, thus he hates what wakes him up early. Before, it was a damned alarm clock. When Reborn came, his alarm clock became a gun. Or hot water. Or something infinitely harmful than an alarm clock.

But now, now, Tsuna doesn't know whether his new wake up call is more dangerous than the previous ones. It's more dangerous to the extent that he may lose his sanity (and morality). Which is bad, real bad.

Arriving at the kitchen, he pulled a chair out and sat on it. While waiting for his food, he stared on the table, eyebrows knitted unconsciously. He didn't know why he was having those dreams… well, that's not entirely right. He did know why he was having those dreams, though he's still puzzled why he was having those dreams.

'Ugh, that was confusing,' he thought as he scratched the back of his neck.

A plate covered the wood, and an enticing aroma filled his nostrils, taking his mind away from all that's troubling him.

"Eat well, ok? I fried the egg and sausages lightly so that you can bite and chew on them easily," his mother said, ever-smiling.

Tsuna's mind halted when he heard a particular word. Suddenly, the memory he had been suppressing down very hard resurfaced.

"I'll bite you to death. Mercilessly."

"H-H-Hii-!?"

Swooping down, the raven-haired teen latched his lips on that of the one beneath him, slipping his tongue inside the parted lips. Brown eyes widened some more as the struggling faded, the kiss rendering the younger of the two unmoving. Not satisfied with the lack of reaction, the one on top squeezed the other's thigh, eliciting a gasp and a renewed effort of struggling.

Smirking against the kiss, the older's tongue touched the other's, coaxing it to play and seemingly asking for permission. After a few minutes, the brunette responded shyly, unsure of what is happening. Growling as he got his consent, the older teen tilted his head on an angle that made the kiss deeper, earning a squeak of surprise from the one he's devouring.

Long minutes of tongue play passed before the raven haired one decided to pull back. Licking his lips, a smug smirk appeared as he took in the appearance of the one beneath him. Hooded eyes, parted lips, and a red streak running across from cheek to cheek.

Needless to say, all of these just made him want more than what he had expected. Leaning in for another kiss, he hissed, "Mine."

A kick on the back of his head sent Tsuna's mind back to the present. Rubbing on the sore spot, he glared at the perpetrator.

"I suggest you run or you'll be late." He pointed at the wall clock. "5 minutes 'til the bell rings."

"Hiiii!!!"

Gobbling up his breakfast in inhumane speed, Tsuna dashed out, almost bumping on Gokudera.

"Tenth!"

"No time!"

Grabbing on the other's collar, Tsuna ran as fast as his short legs could. Along the corner was Yamamoto. Not even having the chance to greet the brunette, he too was grabbed by the collar and dragged along, both he and Gokudera swishing behind Tsuna like some kind of paper.

"You! Don't make the Tenth carry your ass!"

"Maa, maa, Gokudera. It was Tsuna who grabbed me."

"But he wouldn't have if you weren't in the way!"

The one-sided bickering continued, though Tsuna could care less. His eyes brightened considerably as he saw the school gates. A rush of energy much similar to that of the being hit by the Dying Will Bullet ran through the brunette's body. Speeding up, all three of them ended up sprawled on the school ground, the sound of the bell ringing following a second later. Much tired from his exercise, Tsuna heaved for breath while lying on his back.

"Tenth!" Gokudera was suddenly on his side. "I'm so sorry that you had to be tired for my sake! Please allow me to carry you to class!"

A chuckle from their side. The silver-haired guardian glared. "Shut up, you baseball freak!"

Grinning, Yamamoto said, "Well, you should start carrying Tsuna then. We're somewhat late for class as it is."

Wanting to retort but held it in, Gokudera lifted Tsuna up, bridal style. As they began walking towards the building, he couldn't help but feel intense eyes glaring at him. Though a quick scan of the school grounds and buildings revealed no one, so he just let it go.

Luckily for the three of them, their first period teacher also ran in late, grumbling something about stupid kids playing with dangerous toys. Tsuna, to some extent sprawled over his desk, was still gulping for air whilst groaning as the soreness started to creep to his muscles.

And, speaking of soreness, there is one particular part of him that is still sore. Even after a week has passed.

Seeing as his partner is already naked, Hibari made quick work of his own clothes. Unbuttoning his shirt with inhumane speed, his eyes stared down at Tsuna, gaze intense. The younger just looked back in forth from his hands to his eyes while his mind tried to catch up on the very fast turn of events, though his eyes stilled its pacing when the president shrugged the shirt off.

Tsuna gulped. And again when hands went down to unbuckle a belt. That's the moment his mind jumpstarted.

"Hiiiiii!! What're you doing!? Why're you- Owww!?"

He whimpered as leather met his skin. Opening an eye, he looked down at his thigh, whimpering some more at the reddening spot. Eyes going up, he met Hibari's glare. The older held the belt in one hand.

"Stupid herbivore." The pants were unbuttoned and unzipped. "Your naiveté…"

A smirk before Tsuna experienced what he shouldn't be experiencing (well, at his young age, that is).

His schoolmates wondered what torture Hibari made Tsuna go through that particular day when they heard cries and wails from the clinic, inhumane ones at that. And that kept on for a good thirty minutes before they died down. But even as lunch ended, no battered Tsuna appeared on the door. They actually all began to worry when Tsuna still didn't appear after the dismissal bell rung, but not one had the guts to go even 3 classrooms near the clinic. Not when they heard those wails full of pain.

"-wada. SAWADA!!!"

"Hiiii!?"

Standing up all of a sudden, pain shot from his spine, traveling up and down for a few seconds. He bit his lower lip, preventing a whimper.

"Sleeping at the start of the day…" Tsuna cringed at the anger in his teacher's voice. He knew what was coming next.

"Stay after school for detention!"

As if on cue, the door suddenly slid open, and in came the one person Tsuna, much to his chagrin, has been avoiding for a week now.

Which may have angered the raven-haired youth, by the looks of it.

Looking the teacher straight in the eye, Hibari said, "I'll be the one to supervise his detention."

Gokudera started his ranting rampage directed at Hibari, while Yamamoto held onto him, seemingly preventing the Italian in pulling some dynamites and/or going up at the front to punch the living daylights out of the teacher and a certain student.

The brunette's eyes, wide as they are, widened more as he stared at his teacher pitifully, telepathically pleading him to say no. But, really, the gods were being cruel again to Sawada Tsunayoshi, for his teacher just nodded vigorously, not wanting to incite the young president's wrath.

"O-of course! No problem with me!"

Nodding, Hibari glanced at Tsuna from the corner of his eyes. Immediately frozen on the spot, Tsuna could only stare back, cold sweat appearing on his face. Seeing this, Hibari smirked a subtle one.

"After class, at the reception room." He turned to leave, but stopped and looked at Tsuna once more. "I'll bite you to death if you're a second late."

When the door closed, Tsuna felt faint.

'I hate you, Reborn, and all the other beings that are conspiring against me,' he mentally sobbed.

And for once, he wished the dismissal bell wouldn't ring.

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No lemon or something.

*ish murdered*

B-but chapter 2?

*ish revived*

Review please, and thanks for reading. (suggestions for the 'detention' open .-.)