I should be cleaning and doing HW. Hooray for procrastination and fleeting plot bunnies. : |

And and, present tense fail D: Why did I write in this form again? /sobs/

Pointless fic is pointless and plotless LOL

I don't own KHR.

It's hard having Reborn for a tutor.

Tsuna sighs, stops writing, and stares at his scribbling.

Reborn is a ruthless, unforgiving, sadistic devil-incarnate. He shoots Tsuna with a smile on his lips, and often subjects the Japanese brunette with kicks or smacks on the stomach or head. His training regime is also hard as hell. They were, in Tsuna's terms, plain torture. Tsuna couldn't see how peeping on his best friends while at it would increase his, uh, information gathering skills. And stealth-iness.

Anyway, having Reborn for a tutor is really hard. It is, and if you want proof, then you can take a look at Tsuna who's having a hard time right now with Reborn watching over him.

But, Tsuna's not only having a hard time right now. He also has, currently, a hard on.

…

Neat, huh?

Tsuna groans, aggravated, and pulls his shirt down for the umpteenth time that night, willing all of his problems to go away, math and sexual problems alike.

It's hard having Reborn for a tutor, especially when he's not in his baby form and is watching over you with those sharp obsidian eyes. Not that Tsuna sees; he's too busy staring at the formulas and trying to ignore the hit man's presence behind him. A futile attempt.

Glancing hesitantly at his tutor, Tsuna almost squeaks when his amber eyes locks with dark ones. And then Tsuna sees, for the first time that night, Reborn's expression.

The man in suit is smirking, and Tsuna's eyes widen and his jaw slacks as he recognizes that smirk. It's that smirk Reborn always has when he's plotting something (connected to Tsuna's humiliation) or when he discovers something interesting (usually involving Tsuna) to play around it.

Alarms began to ring inside Tsuna's head. He has yet to close his mouth.

"What is it, Dame-Tsuna?" Reborn asks, and suddenly Tsuna wishes for that annoying high pitched voice to come back rather than this deep, sultry sexy voice. Reborn pushes himself off of the wall and pats some imaginary dust off of his shoulder and at Leon. His eyes are still locked with Tsuna's.

"Uh… ah… uhm…" Tsuna stutters, tying to grasp words but cannot, Reborn's heated stare stealing all of his coherent thoughts. The smirk and malicious glint in the hit man's eyes are also not helping, at all.

"Speak articulately, Dame-Tsuna. A Vongola boss never stutters."

Then the smirk widens.

"Or should I go over there and pound some words in your mouth so you will never stutter again?"

Cue in a jaw drop from Tsuna. The teenager's blood also sped south. Reborn did not just-!

"R-Reborn-!" Tsuna shouts in sudden indignation, not quite catching the smoldering of Reborn's gaze at the sound he made. Reborn's become a predator.

Tsuna feels it on Reborn's voice though.

"What, Dame-Tsuna?" low, slow, dangerous. Reborn's moving closer and Tsuna knows he'll be in deep shit if he doesn't escape now. As in, now.

"Ahaha, I-I hear the faucet leaking in the b-bathroom. Immafixit!" and Tsuna rockets his way past Reborn, feeling dread instead of relief because Reborn could've stopped him but did not.

'He's gonna do something he's gonna do something!' he shouts in his head as he reached the bathroom. He slams the door shut and locks it, breathing hard. He stops breathing though when he felt a presence behind him.

Too close.

"I just fixed it." Reborn says, hand extending to rest against the door and moving closer, somewhat trapping Tsuna between his towering body and the door. Damn, why's the boy too small and…

"I-I se-"

"But I hear another one leaking." A hand rests on Tsuna's hip, eliciting a "Hiii!" from the mousy brunette.

"R-Rebor-"

The hand starts moving, sliding to Tsuna's belly. Tsuna gulps and tries to prevent a moan as it slides lower and lower. Of course, he fails and moans a long one.

Reborn's grin is purely predatory.

/shifty eyes/

/runs/