Title: Please, Primo?

Summary: In which Vongola Primo attempts to refuse his beloved descendant's request for help. And fails.

Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! belongs to Akira Amano

Pairing: Implied R27

Warnings: Crack, OoC-ness, AU

Beta-ed By: ikebukurolove

Note: Normal text is Tsuna, Italics is Giotto. Format for this fic is "conversation", then accompanying action by speaking person.

Please, Primo?

"But, Priiimmmooooo…!"

Whines.

"No."

Frowns.

"Please…?"

Puppy-dog eyes.

"Stop doing that, dammit. It's not going to work on me."

Frustrated growl.

"Pretty please?"

Tearing eyes.

"No!"

Blushes. Yells.

"With a cherry on top?"

Eyes blinking. Innocently.

"No. Wait, what?"

Blinks.

" Come on, Primo! It's just some simple advice!"

Whines. Again.

"…You can't expect me to give you advice on that!"

Exasperated sigh.

"Why not?"

Pouts.

"I can give you advice on other things, just not on that."

Crosses arms.

"But, you're my only hope!"

Waves arms in the air.

"Am not."

Frowns.

"It's true! Hayato and Takeshi are out on a diplomatic meeting; there's no way I'm asking Lambo or Onii-san; Kyouya has Foundation stuff to take care off; Mukuro is still somewhat insane; and asking Chrome-chan just feels plain weird!"

Yells in one go. Pants.

"And the Arcobaleno?"

Arches eyebrows.

"I can't ask Reborn; again, it feels weird to ask Yuni… or Fon; no way am I asking Skull—I mean he wears a helmet; I'll need to pay Mammon to help me with this one thing; Lal Mirch will punch the daylights out of me; asking Colonello is just a bad decision; and even if I wanted to ask Verde, I couldn't find him anyway."

Counts off fingers.

"…Can't you ask my other Guardians…?"

Sighs. Eyes look around desperately.

" G hates me and would rather make me spend a whole day running around before he gives me an answer; Asari, Knuckle and Lampo are just out of the question; Alaude is too scary; and Daemon just creeps me out. A lot. Plus, I'll have to hear him lecture me for god-knows how many hours on Vongola before he actually listens to me."

Shudders.

"How about…"

Thinks. Hard.

"Aw, come on, Great-great-great grandfather!"

Whines. Sighs.

"I told you not to call me that. It makes me sound old."

Frowns.

"But… You are old. You're four hundred over years old!"

Shouts. Wave arms.

"Oh that's it. There's no way I'll help you with your situation now."

Grins.

"Primo! Please, Primo?"

Blinks. Innocently.

"…Gahh! Okay, fine!"

Throws hands in air.

"Yay! I love you, Primo!"

Smiles.

"…That one. The orange one, with the white stripes."

Points.

"This one? Let me try…"

Gets changed.

"Nice."

Smiles.

"Thank you so much, Primo."

Smiles.

"Let me say this now though. I will not be responsible if anything unfortunate happens."

Laughs.

"Don't worry. I trust your choice."

Grins.

"Right. I hope we're clear that this is the first and last time I'm helping you pick out a suit."

Stern look.

"Of course."

Nods.

"…Well, good luck on your date with your tutor."

Grins.

"It's not a date!"

Blushes.

A/N (02/12/2010; Original): When I wrote this, it was set in TYL. But really, it can be any time you want. Also, Reborn should be in adult form, some how or another. Anyway, random idea I got. The conversation was in my head, and when I wrote it, this... really weird style came up. I continued with it since I kinda like it. Another thing is grammar. I don't think I got my grammar right since I don't know what tense it should be in. Do feel free to give your opinion though and correct me if I'm wrong. Thanks for reading~

A/N (03/12/2010): Yay! So glad people liked this! Anyway, for people who put this on story alert, the reason why you're getting an e-mail is because this was re-uploaded after ikebukurolove beta-ed for me. If I got it right, she edited the grammar for the action part, making it consistent (I asked her and she said it wasn't consistent). Have I mentioned that I love you? *gives Date plushie*