A/N: New story :A: Well drabble series really, but yeah. I love friendship fics in all their platonic glory and R27 is always fun so yeah.

Tsuna shifted nervously, fiddling with the handle of his umbrella. Today, today he was going to do it. Definitely.

It was rainy season in Japan – which was unfortunate for Tsuna; just when he decided to move up to the human realm, it was raining all the time. Rain always made his tail twitch horribly. But yes, it was rainy season, and in the week that Tsuna had been there, it had rained heavily, every single day.

The small fire demon shivered. He could deal with the rain well enough, especially given that he had his trusty umbrella (Tsuna never went anywhere without it, far too scared to be caught in some sort of water catastrophe), but there was the matter of him, the man in the rain – who Tsuna would, without fail, pass each day on his way home, and inevitably notice the man was always drenched.

The demon had wondered why the man just wouldn't buy an umbrella of his own – because surely he couldn't enjoy getting so wet each day. Being water logged was horrible, it made you cold, your clothes cling to you, and threatened to put your fire out. It was incredibly dangerous for the fire of a fire demon to be put out – many were said to not survive the ordeal.

While the man probably wasn't a fire demon (he would have been dead by then if he were), he obviously didn't enjoy being drenched every day. He always had this horrible scowl on, which made Tsuna more than a little wary to approach the man and offer his help.

Then the poor demon realised, the man probably couldn't afford an umbrella. He wore the exact same clothes every day – a simple back suit with a matching fedora – and so if he couldn't afford new clothes, then there was no way he could afford an umbrella. Tsuna's heart softened. The man obviously tried hard to make up for his poverty – wearing a suit all the time, as if that would make him appear more refined.

The brunet shook his head. This was why he absolutely had to help the man. As soon as he could build up the nerve to.

"Oi." A deep voice echoed through his thoughts, and Tsuna squeaked. It was the man!

When the brunet didn't reply, he continued. "You've been standing there, staring at me for the past five minutes. Is there a problem?"

The demon panicked his eyes going comically wide, and his face adopting an expression of pure horror. He hadn't meant to seem rude!

"Ah, uhm, n-no! I just, uh, I-I..." Tsuna spluttered, waving his hands around him in a panic. He couldn't say it! He couldn't.

So instead of explaining himself, he rushed forwards and shoved the umbrella into the man's hands with a high-pitched 'here!' and rushed off. Tsuna could feel himself blushing, making the rain that hit him (for in his nervousness, he forgot to bring a spare umbrella for himself) heat up and evaporate. The young demon ran home, steaming all the way.

Reborn glanced down at the umbrella he was given, and back at the retreating demon. He smirked.

"Interesting."

The dark haired man pocketed the umbrella, and started to make his way leisurely back to his apartment. He was sure he would be seeing the little demon again soon.

After he walked into his building, and up to the floor his apartment was on, Reborn paused. Right there, outside the door opposite to his was the little fire demon. The older man blinked, surprised. He knew he'd be seeing the short demon soon, but he didn't think it'd be that soon.

"Oi." He said, much like earlier that evening. The little demon snapped upright, looking at him with wide eyes. "What are you doing here?"

"I, uh, live here?"

Reborn sighed, and rolled his eyes. Really, the demon was incredibly slow. "What are you doing out here? Did you get locked out?"

Tsuna nodded frantically. His long, pointed ears were drooping, and his clothes were rumpled and he looked absolutely miserable. The water sprite was immediately reminded of a small, kicked puppy. Reborn felt like sighing again. He unlocked his door, opened it wide and stepped aside. The brunet looked between him and door in confusion.

"Well? Are you going to come inside, or not?"

The young fire demon stared, wide eyed, before quickly nodding and scrambling inside once Reborn started getting irritated.

"Ah, uhm, thank you."

The taller man nodded, taking off his jacket as he did so. He could see the little demon glancing at it, most likely wondering why it was still soaking wet after he was offered an umbrella. Reborn smirked.

"Wondering why I'm so wet?"

The brunet immediately blushed and nodded. Reborn wanted to tease him.

"Well," he drawled, hanging up the dripping jacket. "I am a water sprite."

Tsuna froze and paled. A water sprite. A water sprite. Pretty much the natural enemy of fire-based creatures, especially the fire demon. Reborn's smirk widened as he saw the realisation dawn on the little demon's face, and his eyes lit up in an unholy, sadistic glee. The demon made it really easy to bully him.

The sprite moved closer, watching as Tsuna started to shake. He knew of all the stories they told down in the fire realm, how water sprites were evil, that they would drown little fire demons at the first chance. The demon was steadily backing away, his eyes darting around frantically, and his complexion only getting paler. When he couldn't go any further, Reborn leaned in close, his voice just above a whisper.

"Boo."

Tsuna jumped and flailed, and his sheer panic made Reborn cackle with glee. The water sprite kept laughing, that was until Tsuna – in his distress – managed to set the curtains on fire.

"Stop! Put it out, put it out!"