Hey! hahah, well this is another one of my stories and yeah, please R&R (for free cookies)! :D

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Warning: This plot will start to get very confusing =_=

Italy was a country full of vast lands and castle grounds that was inhabited by royalty and loyal peasants. Yes, Italy was like any other that was ruled by monarchy. And yet, they have proven to be different by just a few things. For example, the clear rivers that flowed through the country were solely for catching fish and other various sea creatures and the water that the subjects drank had to be pulled up from the wells near their houses or villages. Not to mention that the king's hunting grounds weren't actually hunting grounds, for his majesty had completely cast it aside and had allowed hunger-driven people to feast on his precious animals. Day after day, a small feast would occur with at least one of the peasants catching a large piece of fish or game. Italy was different for the king was a man of very few words and commands.

Speaking of the king, he was a young man, no older than 25 and was usually seen lounging about his palace in a bored manner. He neglected most of his paper work and only signed ones that managed to catch his attention. That was the kind of man the king was. No one could blame him though, since he was the king, after all. What made the monarch stand out though, was not his lazy personality, but rather his odd appearance. No one had ever seen a man with such cold eyes, nor had they ever seen someone with sideburns that curled up at the end. But even that wasn't what set the ruler apart from others, no not at all. It was the fact that he was seemingly obsessed and infatuated with a mere villager that upset all of the noblemen that knew about it.

The villager that the king was in love with knew as much about the king as the rest of the villagers. Yet, he was much more intrigued by said ruler and had found himself pondering day and night about the raven haired king. His parents had told him that when word about his birth had reached the monarch's ear, he had personally arrived to their run-down village and had taken a long, hard stare at him before humming in satisfaction. They had stated that that was the only time his parents had seen the king so happy ever since he came to power. That's what the lowly villager wanted to know more about. If the king was so happy that he had been born, then why had he abandoned his duties and even went as far as neglecting all the villages these years, even when there was a flood that could have endangered all of his loyal subjects?

Unknowingly, the king had become the young boy's obsession. He had heard many stories of the other and every time he had some spare time on his hands, always found himself thinking about the monarch.

Who was this young boy, you ask? Well, let me enlighten you.

In the village of lived a boy named Tsunayoshi (but preferred to be called Tsuna) who stayed with his parents at a ranch that provided Italy's markets with fresh meat and vegetables. He had the brightest personality for a young man and had more of his mother's looks, auburn eyes and light brown hair. Though their family was a poor family, they would never steal, lie, or cause any misfortune to the rest of the villagers. This was something that he had learned as a child and had lived by. Tsuna helped around the village everyday and always volunteered to help bring the month's products to the markets.

At the age of five, Tsuna had learned how to peacefully walk through the busy village as he made his way to his friend's small house, on his own. He swung one hand back and forth leisurely as chubby fingers wound around the handle of a small basket. He even remembered to walk around the small puddles just as his mom had taught him. Once he reached his destination, Tsuna gently placed the basket on the floor and with both his hands, pushed open the door.

He was greeted with his best and only friend, Kyoko, a young girl who was about his age that sported light brown almost dark orange hair. Yellow eyes were cast in his direction as he gave a feeble wave. Kyoko giggled and returned the wave, rocking back and forth playfully as she waited for Tsuna to retrieve his basket, "Ne, ne, Tsuna. The king is coming!"

"Eh? The king?"

"Yep!" Kyoko giggled again, covering her mouth, "He's coming back."

"Does that mean we have to get weady?" Even at such an age, Tsuna still had trouble pronouncing his R's. His friend only nodded and got up from her spot on the cold floor.

"We can bring Nuts with us too. He always wanted to see the king." Kyoko stated, bringing out a stuffed lion from her bedroom. Tsuna nodded held out his small basket so that she could place the animal in.

"Okay." he grinned toothily.

They both knew they were lying about the king's arrival, they just didn't know what it was called at that age so they settled with 'making it up'. Hell, the king probably forgot about all the children he had ever met in his entire life. But still, they hoped with their childish innocence because that was all they could do. The duo spent the rest of the afternoon, skipping through the meadow just on the borderline of their once nameless village with their small basket and toy. They grew tired of that by the end of the day.

By the age of eight, Tsuna had learned all he possibly could about the king from people around him and still wanted to learn more. He had even pestered Kyoko about it, despite her being the same age as him and the fact that she wasn't even born when he was visited by the ruler. Tsuna wanted to know more. What was his name? How old was he when he came into power? How old is he now? Why didn't he help the village in times of need and let them just hunt what they wanted? Why didn't he use his hunting grounds for his own selfish needs? The list was endless and yet he had no one who had the answer. No one but the king himself.

Tsuna made it his ambition to one day meet the king.

When Tsuna was barely thirteen, a flood had occurred throughout the entire country but had affected them the most, seeing as they were one of the more financially poorest villages there. He had been busy running around from house to house, checking every corner and tile on the floor to see if there had been any children stuck by themselves. Thankfully, there were none but now they were stuck with the aftermath of the flood. The water was long gone and the people were stunned in its wake. Tsuna didn't mind helping out all too much since he had been raised that way, but he was rather agitated by the fact that the king had not given any sign of help towards them. At the end of the disaster, his mind was only focused on the ruler.

That was three years ago and now Tsuna stood to be a bright teenager who had probably worked his entire life. Kyoko was still his best friend and they still played with Nuts, the baby lion. Not much had changed since then, and Tsuna still found himself thinking about the king every now and then. Okay, maybe that was an understatement. The king plagued his thoughts, night and day even with the limited information that he had. Nonetheless, he still aided in his dad's work to sell crops and whatnot every three days and any eggs, pork, beef, chicken, turkey, and ducks necessary every week to Italy's markets.

This time though, something had happened in his peaceful little village and they were all forced to stay in their own homes. Outside stood no more than 8 men, all armed in heavy duty armour and helmets that held the king's emblem. Seated on their muscular stallions, their eyes darted left and right, though their heads remained almost motionless. Tsuna stared at them through the small window and turned to his mom,
"Okaa-san, what are those people doing out there? Are they going to be okay?" he asked and his mom shook her head,
"Honey, they're fine. The ones who might not be okay are us. They've come to collect taxes but they won't let us through to Italy's borders to sell the rest of our crops to get the money." She pulled her son in for a hug, "To think you're already 17... We can't have them take you away for labour so you stay here and wait for me okay?" Tsuna nodded, as he witnessed his mom stepping out of the house and into the open field where the guards all were. She stood up to their chest and looked at them in the eye, her hands wrenching at each other behind her back most likely out of nervousness. They seemed to be negotiating something although it was sort of one sided seeing as the guards didn't even look all that interested in the entire conversation.

His eyes widened as one of the guards took his mom by the arm and roughly shoved her backwards. He ran out of his house without a second thought,
"Stop! What are you doing to my kaa-san?" Tsuna yelled as he helped his mom up from the ground. One of the guards turned to him,
"His majesty demands that the taxes are to be paid. No one gets out of this village and no one gets in before we collect the taxes." Tsuna looked at them,
"But we already said that we need to sell the crops before we can give you the money! Can you please just wait for an hour or so?" The guards looked at each other and nodded.

Tsuna's father went back behind the small barn just by the gate and rolled out a tipping cart made out of wood and loaded with fresh corn, peas, lettuce, beets, potatoes, and wheat to the front gates made of thin pieces of wood. He faced them and Tsuna stood behind him,
"We do not want to cause you harm but if you cannot give us the money in thirty minutes, we will be forced to take one of your villagers to do some labour and pay for your entire village." With that, the guards steered their horses to the side to Tsuna's father through. He attempted to follow but was roughly pulled back by a gloved hand,

"Ow!"

"We are to let one person out. You are not permitted to leave." Tsuna looked at the man and found cold eyes looking back.

"But I always hel-"

"You should understand that you are in no position to be speaking. Decide who shall become the king's property now, for the peasant might not be back within the time provided." The guard ordered and let go of Tsuna's arm.

OoOoO

"Tsu-kun! What if they can't get the money in time? Will you really have to go?" a brown haired girl asked as she ran up to him,
"Kyoko-chan! Where did you hear that?"

"The whole village is talking about it, Tsu!"

"Uhm, well I guess that's true..." He trailed off, not really wanting to tell his best friend anything bad. She was still so fragile and Tsuna didn't want to make her sad in anyway. She looked at him sadly,

"Tsunayoshi..." she whispered,

"But it's gonna be okay, I promise! We'll just wait for my dad to get back and I can stay!" He said frantically. In his entire life, Kyoko had never called him by his full name.

Tsuna smiled as he turned to look at the setting sun. That's right. If his dad didn't make it in ten minutes then he would have to go to the palace and work there for the rest of his life. He closed his eyes and thought about the bitter sweetness of this whole thing. As much as Tsuna didn't want to leave his family here in his village, he felt like he needed change and this was one way to get it. But most of all, he just wanted to meet the king. The king that had plagued his thoughts for almost his entire life and he thought it was fair that he should be able to meet him at least once.
"Don't act so calm about it! I know you're thinking about something! Why won't you tell me anything?" Kyoko's voice brought him back and Tsuna found himself answering absentmindedly,
"It's nothing you need to worry about. I just feel like I need a change. I've always wanted to see what a palace looked like anyways and I always dreamed about meeting the king who rules it all. You know that too, right? That I've always wanted to see the king?" Kyoko looked at him questioningly,
"And you think this is how you're gonna experience it? Do you think the king's even going to see you?Tsuna, they'll work you to death there! I'm worried about you." she said and Tsuna sighed,
"I guess they will. But hey, I was put to work here as well. How hard is it gonna be there? Don't worry. My dad's gonna be home any minute now and I won't have to go at all!" he smiled at her reassuringly, ignoring the comment about the king. Kyoko's expression softened and she smiled back.
"You better be right about this, Tsu-kun." Tsuna forced a small grin, the corners lifting upward as he thought about the appearance of the king. He really hoped his father would be late, as selfish as that was.

"Please just give him a few more minutes! He'll be back anytime now!" Nana begged as she held onto one of the guards' arms, sobbing. Tsuna walked up to his mom and pried her fingers off of and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, embracing her one last time before letting go and smiling at her. He then gave a quick kiss on the forehead and said 'I love you' before walking away, not looking back. His father had missed the deadline and now he had officially become the payment. Tsuna looked at the guard, who was holding his hand out,
"Get on. We need to report back to his majesty as soon as possible." The brunette nodded as he grabbed the other's hand and got on the horse.
"Wait! Tsu-kun!" a girl's voice erupted from the crowd as the horses were about to set off, "Don't forget any of us, okay? I... got you something... I hope... I hope... you can come back to us soon..." Kyoko sobbed as she handed him her gift. It was a stuffed lion, Nuts, the one that they used to always play with. Tsuna blinked back tears as he held onto the lion tightly, afraid that if he let go of it for one second, it would disappear.

His heart soared with each bump the horse encountered and Tsuna's mind wandered once again to the king just past the mountain. They had passed his dad a while back and he stopped to sob at the loss of his son. Sweat had coated his hard earned body and bits of his grey hair were a lot more apparent in the sunset. Tsuna's heart lurched forward again as the horse made a small jump in its trot and he found himself grasping the person in front of him for some balance on the animal. A deep laugh sounded from the other man,

"You haven't ridden a horse in your entire life, have you, little one?"

"Huh?" Tsuna looked at the man in front of him, "Oh, uh, no. I spent my entire life on my feet." he said rather sheepishly. The man laughed again as he looked ahead,

"That's alright. Just hang on tight, okay? It's might get bumpy from here on out." He warned and Tsuna nodded even though the man couldn't see him.

Tsuna was already one too many kilometres away to see his own village but just ahead was another one. He clutched his toy tightly in to his chest and pressed himself against the guard again. Tsuna peeked over the man's shoulder to look for any form of life there. Looking at the children in the front playing with straw dolls made him think about his childhood where he had spent hours on end, trying to mend a simple button onto one of Kyoko's doll shirts. He already missed them.

-2 hours later-
The palace doors creaked open with the most unpleasant sound and Tsuna placed his hands over his ears to lessen the horrific screech. A large hand made itself home in his hair and Tsuna whirled around to see who it was. It was the same man whom he had ridden with on the horse. What did he say his name was again? Oh yes, Knuckle. They shared a smile, although Tsuna's was more out of embarrassment, and the guard told him that the king had been waiting impatiently for the arrival of either the money or the peasant.

"I need to report to him very quickly. You need to come with me."

He led him down a long corridor that seemed to go on forever until they finally reached the end of the hall with a single door standing in front of them. Grunting, Knuckle slowly pushed both doors open and looked back at him,

"It's harder than it looks."

"Hah..."

"Knuckle. What do you want?" A velvety voice sounded through the air and met Tsuna's ears as turned his attention to the source of the voice up ahead. There, perched on the high and totally uncomfortable looking chair was a young man. His black hair contrasted against the light of the moon that was slowly seeping in through the long windows. He held a soft, longing look in his eyes as long fingers tapped against his cheek.

The guard brought his attention back to him as he placed a hand on Tsuna's head, Knuckle's eyes sending him a smile. Tsuna let the man walk ahead of him and promptly followed after, stalking down the red carpet that created a line all the way from the door to the king's chair. Once Knuckle found that he was within range, he dropped to his knees and lowered his head, expecting Tsuna to do the same.

"Your majesty."

"Cut the crap. No more formalities here, Knuckle." the man almost growled as he took his attention away from the window. Knuckle chuckled, his shoulders shaking just a bit,

"Well you see, King Reborn, he..." the guard motioned towards Tsuna whose eyes were practically glued to the carpet, "...is your payment."

King Reborn frowned. He did not like being bullshitted to, no not at all. And if Knuckle was even joking about this whole matter, then God help him, he would burn the latter alive with the cheapest oil in the world and then scatter the remains that couldn't be diminished into the rivers just up North. He was serious about getting payment from the village. Namimori village that had been there for who knows how long. His dark eyes cast over to the brunette in front of him,

"His name?"

"Sawada Tsunayoshi." Knuckle stated and King Reborn clicked his tongue. That made much more sense now.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi, come forward." he curled a finger absentmindedly and hummed as he witnessed his faithful guard pick the peasant up from his feet and push him towards the king.

Giving the king a small wave, Tsuna grinned meekly and shifted around uncomfortably,

"Hi." Knuckle mentally smacked himself for not remembering to tell the poor boy to address the man as either 'your highness' or 'your majesty'. Onyx met auburn and the two remained there for a moment, completely still and unaware of the things around them, even Knuckle seemed to be ignored. King Reborn was first to break their heated daze as he turned to the hindrance in the room,

"You forgot to tell him, didn't you?"

"Well, I didn't have the time to and it just slipped my mind."

"Hm, how typical of you." The ruler mumbled to himself as he spoke once again, this time in a language unknown to Tsuna.

The brunette stood awkwardly between the king and his guard as they casually conversed in a foreign language. Though their voices carried on throughout the dimly lit room, Tsuna could feel the king's heated stare burn into his clothed skin. He moved his weight from foot to foot under the gaze and looked around as he was being ignored by the other two. Thick red curtains hung above the king's throne and attached rather tightly to the supporters on the high ceiling from one spot, the walls were decorated with dull grey bricks that were expertly molded in, and the tall open windows stood on his far right, towering over him almost intimidatingly. Tsuna took a step back and stumbled a bit when an overly pleasant voice reached his ears,

"Come here." whirling himself around to face the raven haired man sitting on the throne, Tsuna marched himself up to the him even though his knees felt weak and drained. He clutched his lion behind his back for some reassurance.

"Well, I shall leave the king in your care for tonight, Tsunayoshi. Have a good night." Knuckle enunciated as he casually bounded out the door, slamming both doors with a loud, BANG!

Tsuna turned his attention from the door to the man in front of him. The king. The ruler of . The one that had plagued his mind ever since his early years in the village. Somehow, he looked a lot more different than Tsuna had imagined. In his head, a king was someone with a potbelly and a jolly smile, complete with a shining yellow crown on a tuft of either balding or white hair and a bright red outfit with a white fur trim. Instead, in front of him sat a man no older than 25, lean and of fair complexion, with onyx hair and striking coal eyes. A bored expression played across his face and his lips were curled downward into a grimace.

King Reborn turned to him and his lips twitched just slightly. Heaving himself from the oversized throne, the king stalked over to Tsuna, a playful grin taking over his elegant features as he got closer. Tsuna stood there like a doll and waited until their chests touched to meet his gaze with a timid one.

"Hey." the king's husky voice dripped with want as he dipped his face lower into the short boy,

"Y-Your majesty." Tsuna managed to breathe out through his clouded thoughts. The king was standing in front of him. He was touching the king. Or rather, the king was touching him. Overcome by that very

idea, Tsuna's instinct told him to take a step back so that he wouldn't get hurt, so to say.

Before Tsuna could even weigh out his options, King Reborn had bent down and placed a chaste kiss on the latter's forehead, and then bent down to softly lick the shell of his ear,

"Hey, love. I'm glad I get to see you again after so long." He muttered lovingly as he wrapped an arm around Tsuna's lithe waist. In a fleeting moment, their lips met gently. Tsuna's eyes widened briefly before the king pulled away.

"Ha..." at a loss of words, the brunette could only stare into the deep pool of onyx that pierced through him, "I... You... Ah..." He opened and closed his mouth multiple times, before deciding that he wouldn't be able to utter even the slightest of words and gave up, his body still pressed closely to the other. King Reborn pulled Tsuna closer to his body and hummed quietly to himself, "I've missed this scent..." a hand found it's way into his tangled brown locks, "So lovely..."

"Y-y-y-y-your majes-"

"Come, my love. Sleep with me tonight." The king whispered gently as he loosened his grip on the auburn haired teen and walked away, expecting Tsuna to follow suit.

The two walked down a long corridor decorated with small candle lamps against the wall, tapestries of dancing people and different scenery, and small tables lined against the wall with a vase of flowers on top and spaced out rather nicely. Tsuna followed behind until he reached a dead end in the hall with two tall, oak doors looming over him. A creaking sound resonated through the night followed by quiet footsteps and soon, the brunette was standing at the door by himself. The king had already disappeared into the room. Frantically, he bolted inside and stood there, dumbfound by the size of the room that was occupying his eyesight. It looked to be as big as his village. Absentmindedly, Tsuna clutched Nuts tighter and looked around for the king.

King Reborn stood by the grand bed against one of the high walls and waved a little, signalling the brunette to come forward. Tsuna did so, albeit hesitantly, and stalked into reach of the king. King Reborn muttered a few foreign words before reaching out and grabbing the other by the waist yet again. Tsuna's first reaction was to let out a soft yell before covering his mouth and looking away from the onyx haired man. A soft chuckle emitted from the king, chiming through the quiet room and Tsuna felt his cheeks grow warm.

"Tsunayoshi..." King Reborn breathed out, "Come." his fingers grazed over Tsuna's cheeks gently and the latter closed his eyes.

"H-hai."

Tsuna woke up as a ray of light shone through the royal blue curtains. He squinted his eyes and turned around to avoid the light. He wrapped his arms around the source of warmth he had just found and sighed contently. Any moment now, his mom would come wake him up and he would have to help out around the village. Last night had been the best, he had dreamt of going to the palace and actually meeting the king who claimed to have known him from long ago. He hugged the warmth harder, not wanting to wake up just yet for this was the first time in so long that he felt warm. A soft chuckle erupted from his pillow-like warmth and Tsuna cracked an eye open to look at the intruding noise that woke him up from his beauty sleep.

It was the same man from his dream, the one who ruled over his village and all of, King Reborn. Tsuna shrieked and pushed himself away from the man resulting in him falling off the bed. The taller man looked at him and then started to laugh while getting off the bed and cradling the other. "Good morning." His husky voice tickled at the brunette's spine, "Did you have a good sleep?" Tsuna nodded, his head brushed against King Reborn's chest. The king smiled as he lifted the brunette's chin up with his free hand. He leaned in for a kiss. Panicking, the brunette moved away and said,
"H-how about we go get something to eat, aren't you hungry? Haha, I sure am."Tsuna tried to break the contact but King Reborn only held on tighter.
"Not yet. Come here Tsuna. I haven't seen you in 18 years, I don't think I can wait any longer..." a knock came from the door as King Reborn sighed and let go of Tsuna,
"Your majesty, breakfast is ready." Tsuna quietly thanked the gods.
"We'll finish this later." The king got dressed as Tsuna quietly sat there, completely stunned. Nuts was still lying on the messy bed, nestled into his pillow.

A redhead walked in when King Reborn finished dressing and Tsuna had gathered himself up. "Good morning. I'm here to take Tsunayoshi-kun to the bath house." He slurred a bit as he bit back a yawn. King Reborn nodded and looked over to Tsuna who gingerly sat up from the bed and followed the stranger. Once they got out of King Reborn's earshot their conversation started,
"Good morning Tsunayoshi-kun. I hope you have had your fair share of sleep?" the other tensed up at the question,
"Uhh, I-I-I suppose I did. How was your night, uhm...?"

"That's nice to hear." The redhead continued walking, ignoring the invitation to introduce himself. "Now, how about we give you a bath and some clean clothes? I assume that you haven't had the chance to change out of your... clothes." He said as he looked over at Tsuna's torn trousers and old shirt. How on earth could he sleep in those? And beside the king? Unbelievable.

"Th-that would be good." Tsuna scratched his cheek nervously. He had been feeling a tad bit sluggish and found a hot bath very fitting to help revive his liveliness. The redhead inspected him a bit more and pushed his glasses higher up on the bridge of his nose,

"Come along then, Tsunayoshi-kun. We'll have you sizes measured for the near future." He said as he walked ahead of Tsuna, mumbling the last part to himself. "Now where did that wretched Alejandro disappear to? He's in charge of Tsunayoshi-kun's measurements."

The redhead, Tsuna learned, was Japanese, just like him and went by the name Irie Shouichi. However, due to his rich upbringing in Italy under the care of the Duke of Tuscany, he only kept his language and followed the way of the Italians. That meant that King Reborn was not just a king, he was the king of Italy. Tsuna's mind was filled once again with the magnificent eyes and velvet voice. Irie stood near the entrance while he allowed Tsuna some privacy in the bathtub as he continued to think about King Reborn. The brunette subconsciously weaved his hands through the water and carelessly splashed about in the process.

"Stop that!" Tsuna's hands froze underneath the warm water when his ears picked up Irie's gentle voice. "If you do that one more time, sir, I will have to report this wretched act to the King." Thinking the anger was directed towards him, the auburn eyed teen quickly tended to actually cleaning himself. He was dressed in a robe shortly after and made his way to where Irie was.

It really wasn't, in fact, aimed for the brunette but another man with black hair and striking grey eyes adorning a crisp white shirt and black trousers. His hand was snaked around Irie and his eyes flashed hungrily,

"Why do you hold such a troubled expression, Irie? Does this not suit you in any way?" he asked as he drew the red head closer with his free hand. Irie glared at him with menacing emerald eyes and pulled away, dusting off imaginary dust and turning away from the man,

"You're not here to openly court someone who is already engaged, Alejandro." he gestured toward Tsuna who had been standing near them for some time already, "Now, if you do not mind, King Reborn would like you to have his measurements ready by noon today."

"Fine. But what's your relationship with the king anyway?" Alejandro questioned as he pulled out his measuring tape from his pocket. Tsuna could only stare in awe,

"..." the tape wound around his weight and Alejandro mumbled the measurement to himself, as if trying to memorize it with the lack of paper and pen.

"Hey, I asked you a question."

"Huh?" The tape was now sitting securely around his shoulders and Alejandro was staring down at him.

"What is he to you?"

"Who?"

"The king! What is the king to you? What is your relationship with each other? Why do you not listen?"

Tsuna really didn't know what to say. He had never thought about it before, their relationship didn't seem so important. He simply wanted to know everything he could about the king.

"I.. he... we.." Tsuna was at a loss of words.

"Alejandro, I don't think I called you in to interrogate a mere love interest of mine." A deep voice called out from Irie's spot and the two found that the red head had already dropped to one knee and was modestly lowering his head. It was the king.

"N-not at all, your highness. I will tend to him right away!" Alejandro whirled around and mumbled again, more quick and frantic this time while Tsuna seemed to be burning under the King's stare. Alejandro shuffled around a bit more before pressing his hands against the brunette's chest and humming questioningly,

"You have a rather small build for someone your age." Shocked by both the statement and the forced kinship, Tsuna let out a small yelp and pushed the invading hands away.

"D-Don't do that so suddenly!" the brunette stuttered as he shielded himself with his brittle arms. Alejandro smirked, clearly amused with the feminine outburst but remembered that the blood thirsty ruler was standing no more than 2 hand spans away from him. He stayed rational.

Once Alejandro finished writing down the measurements on paper provided by Irie, he flipped his onyx coloured hair and bowed at the king until he had reached the door. Irie had also excluded himself by saying that he would check up on the condition of the cooks for tonight's feast. The two were left alone in the bath house. Tsuna gazed around nervously and pulled his robe closer to his body. The only thought he had at the moment was what happened to his clothes. Underneath the light robe was only him. His naked body for the world to see if anything were to happen to the robe.

"Tsuna..." King Reborn breathed out. The brunette could feel the ruler's lingering gaze on his back and breathed in as quietly as he could. He could feel the raven haired man coming closer and the proximity nearly killed him.

In an instant, cold air met Tsuna's shoulder as he felt himself being stripped from the only clothing that provided privacy. King Reborn's warm hands explored his upper body as he once again claimed the brunette's lips in a loving kiss. Stricken with fear and awe, Tsuna's hazel eyes could only dart from the man in front of him to the door. He panicked. Not once did he think he was going to enjoy another kiss to the lips but he did. They felt nice, King Reborn's lips, pressed gently against his own.

"Mmnf!" He let out a muffled cry and attempted to break free of the strong hold the monarch had on him when he felt something wet trailing the thin line between his closed lips, but to no avail did he get away. Tsuna began losing air and soon, he found himself leaning into the other for support until King Reborn finally pulled away. He rested their foreheads together and mumbled a few more words until he stepped back.

The king pulled the lithe body into his arms and kissed the crook of his neck. It triggered a soft mewling sound from the brunette. King Reborn smirked against the soft skin for a second before ravishing it with nips and kisses.

"Mmm... anhh...n-no..." the latter protested as he rested both his hands on the ruler's chest. He felt too weak to push. Before long, Tsuna was closing his eyes and muffling his pleasuring groans as he let King Reborn nip harder on his shoulder. What felt like hours to the petite boy turned out to be only a few minutes while the king let go of him.

The ruler then handed him a light blue shirt and black trousers,

"If you don't dress quickly, I'll dress you myself." his smirk was present once again and his hands were already finding their way back to the latter's shoulders. Realizing his danger of being touched inappropriately once more, Tsuna clumsily grabbed the clothes and turned himself around, dressing himself as quickly and discreetly as he could.

King Reborn's laughed tickled at the teen's ears and turned his face into a rich pink hue. With only half of his shirt on, he was greeted by another kiss, but this time to the shoulder. The ruler spoke up, more quietly this time and nestled his nose into the crook of Tsuna's neck, "Why are you so withdrawn, my love?"

"Ah..?" The brunette closed his eyes and exhaled, unconsciously taking in the scent of the king behind him. Of course he was withdrawn, no one was to be informal with the king unless it was his queen.

"Hmm..." King Reborn hummed gently while circling his arm around the amber haired teen's waist, pressing their bodies closer.

"I..."

"You?"

"I... I need to change..." Tsuna whispered quietly, already feeling the effect of his own words. The king look at the back of his neck dejectedly before letting go. The brunette pulled the rest of his shirt on and buttoned it up, not wanting to be seen in such an embarrassing state much longer. That's when he found a pair of hands on his lower back, slowly sliding down to the hem of his pants,

"I told you already, if you don't change quickly, I'll do it for you."

"Ah, wait! N-No!" Tsuna was silenced by yet another intruding kiss as King Reborn slid a hand up the lithe boy's upper body. "Mmph!" auburn eyes widened at the realization of the long fingers trailing his body. King Reborn's tongue attacked his neck next, licking and nipping all the way down to the crook of his slender neck and kissed the sensitive spot. Auburn eyes looked at him frightfully, "S-stop..." he blushed and closed his eyes again, biting back a soft moan. He could feel hot tears attacking at his eyes.

The door clicked open once again. Irie stood by the door way with a scroll in hand and a baffled expression,

"Your majesty..." he said shakily as he gulped and tried to form words,

"Ah, Shouichi, fine morning, isn't it?" the king asked as he stood up calmly. "I expect you both to be down soon for breakfast, alright? Make sure he's fully dressed." King Reborn ordered Irie as he stole another glance at the lithe boy sliding down to the floor,

"Y-yes."

"Good." the onyx haired man mused as he stalked off, leaving Irie with the mess he had created.

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&& like i've said before, this is totally unbeta-ed so please forgive me if I have any mistakes ^^