"Yeah, he's in the back. Go on ahead," Chikusa said after asked the whereabouts of Rokudo Mukuro.

"Th-thanks," Tsuna replied, heading towards the back of the house. Ken eyed him warily. Tsuna frowned; he was only there because Mukuro had requested his audience on Vongola business. His frown deepened as he realized that Chrome was nowhere in sight.

As Tsuna neared the end of the building, he came across a door. He was surprised to find that it lead to an outdoor bath, in which Mukuro was soaking.

"Uh, M-mukuro-san?" the brunet asked awkwardly.

"Yes, Vongola?" was the reply of the taller boy.

"Um, Mukuro... Why are you in the bath? Don't you remember that you asked me to come see you today?"

"Of course I remembered," Mukuro said. "Here, why don't you come join me?"

"H-honestly," Tsuna stammered, "I don't feel comfortable... um, can we just talk, well, fully-clothed? I can come another day..."

"Oh, come on, Vongola. A proper mafioso wouldn't be scared of this sort of thing, would he?" the pineapple-haired man reasoned, extending an arm toward the dryer boy. Tsuna backed away only to slip on a puddle and fall into the water.

"Kufufu... Now, are you going to strip yourself or am I going to have to do it for you?'' Mukuro asked, smirking at the dripping brunet. Tsuna's face paled a shade as he began to unbutton his shirt. Mukuro continued staring at him, smiling. Tsuna gulped.

"Uh... could you turn your back?" he asked, blushing. Mukuro shook his head. Hands shaking, Tsuna fully undressed himself and sunk up to his nose in the steamy bath water; his soaked clothes lay by a stack of white towels.

"You've come so that we can discuss very important matter with you, regarding your Vongola famiglia..." Mukuro started.

"Kyaa!" A loud scream sounded from Tsuna as he shifted frantically in the water.

"Young Vongola, what is it?" Mukuro asked, sighing.

"Th-th-there's a r-roach! In the water!" Tsuna exclaimed, moving toward Mukuro and away from the floating bug carcass. Mukuro frowned, glancing over at the disturbance.

"Goodness, Tsunayoshi-kun," the mist guardian said, picking it up. "It's dead, look." He held the roach inches away from Tsuna's face, as if to prove his point.

"G-get that thing away from me!" Tsuna stuttered, backing up.

"Whatever," Mukuro replied, tossing the roach away. It landed on the pile of Tsuna's clothes on the edge of the pool. Tsuna winced.

"Young Vongola, where do you intend to stay tonight?" Mukuro asked, moving closer to Tsuna.

"Um...my house," the brunet replied, but somehow knew it was the wrong answer. A smile crept up on the raven-haired man's lips.

"Why don't you spend the night?" he offered, grabbing a bottle of lavender-scented shampoo out of a woven basket floating in the water; other bath accessories were in it as well. "Your clothes are soaking wet and we will need more time to discuss our disagreement."

"D-disagreement?" Tsuna repeated. Then, the first part of Mukuro's question hit him. "Spend the night? With you, here? I, uh..."

"I'll be sure to take good care of you, Tsunayoshi-kun," Mukuro said, smiling and pouring some shampoo into his palm. Feeling defeated, Tsuna watched him massage the gel into his dark hair.

"M-may I?" Tsuna asked, pointing to the bucket of bath accessories.

"Go ahead," Mukuro replied.

"Uh, thanks," Tsuna said, squeezing some shampoo out into his hand and lathering it into his hair.

"Should I wash your back for you, Tsunayoshi-kun?" Mukuro offered, gesturing toward a pair of stools on the poolside.

"I-I don't think..." Tsuna began, but Mukuro was already out of the water. Tsuna gaped at his boldness and turned away from the nude man. After he saw Mukuro wrap a towel around his waist, he followed.

"Sit," Mukuro commanded as the brunet tied one of the white towels around himself. Tsuna obeyed, a bit nervous. Mukuro sat on the stool behind him, beginning to rub a bar of pineapple scented soap on his shoulder blades.

"Are you enjoying yourself, Tsunayoshi-kun?" the raven-haired boy asked. Tsuna actually thought about his answer for a minute; it was nice to be away from all the mafia business. He then frowned. Wasn't that why he was visiting Mukuro, though?

Then it all happened very fast. The soap bar slipped out of Mukuro's hand, down Tsuna's abdomen and into his crotch.

"Sorry," Mukuro apologized. "I'll get it." To Tsuna's horror, Mukuro's dexterous hand reached for the soap in between his legs.

"Oh-ohmigosh!" the brunet mentally yelped as he felt the taller boy's hand graze his belly button.

"I can get it!" he exclaimed, knocking Mukuro's hand away and grabbing the soap himself. Within seconds, the bar flew from his hand. Tsuna watched in horror as the soap seemed to travel in slow motion towards Mukuro; at last, it struck him in the left eye. The soap slowly slid down the dark-haired man's face and hit the ground with a "thud." All was silent.

"I-I'm so sorry!" Tsuna apologized finally, turning around to face whom he had injured. "Does it hurt?"

"Don't think too much of it, Tsunayoshi-kun. Now they're both red." Just then, Chrome walked into the bath, clad only in a white towel.

"Oh! Um, I didn't know we were having a guest...Hello, Boss," she said.

"Uh, hey, Chrome," Tsuna replied, blushing.

"So, Mukuro-sama, I picked up some rice on the way home...Eek! What happened to your eye?"

"Eheh..." Mukuro chuckled, "I, uh, slipped on the soap, careless me. Isn't that right, Tsunayoshi-kun?"

"Um, shyeah," Tsuna lied.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Chrome asked, concerned.

"Yeah. I'm fine." Mukuro smiled. Tsuna mentally kicked himself.

"I'll go make the rice," Mukuro continued, standing up and walking over to Chrome. "I was just about to get out anyway. I believe Tsunayoshi-kun needed someone to finish washing his back." And with that, he left Tsuna and Chrome alone in the bath.

"Oh, no...did I make him mad?" Tsuna thought desperately, standing up as well. He turned to Chrome, giving her an apologetic smile.

"Gomenasai, but I'm going to go help Mukuro-san prepare dinner," he said, running towards the house.

"Are you sleeping over, Boss?" Chrome called after him, but he couldn't hear her. Sighing, she threw her towel by Tsuna's clothes and slipped into the bath.

"This is going to be a weird day..." she muttered, grabbing the now almost empty lavender shampoo bottle.

A/N: This is a collab. between Mikuzu and me. Please read and review.

Beta-ed by Tsu-chan. :D The title of this chapter, "Scena del Bagno" is Italian for "Bath Scene."