Title: Inventions Are Meant To Be Used

Summary: Or, in which the time traveling machine is abused to escape to Primo's time when it gets too chaotic.

Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! belongs to Akira Amano

Chapter Pairing: 186918

Warning: Slight OoC-ness; possible crack

In which Tsuna goes to Giotto...

...for Sleep

Being a Mafia Boss has made Giotto into a light sleeper –not that he wasn't before; but back when they were still living on the streets, he quite literally had G watching his back... which, until now, Giotto didn't know what to feel –grateful (he definitely was) or horrified (because it honestly felt like he was being stalked)...

...Anyway, back to the light sleeper part.

Because he was a rather light sleeper, Giotto immediately woke up when his Hyper Intuition kindly informed him about an additional presence in his bedroom.

"Who's there?" Giotto called out, already reaching out for his gloves, sitting on the bedside table.

"Scoot over." The figure answered grumpily, his voice holding just the slightest tinge of sleepiness.

"...Is... that you, Tsunayoshi?" Giotto asked.

"Hmm."

As Giotto expected, his descendant four hundred years in the future came into view, sporting... Pyjamas?

"Scoot over. I want to sleep with you." Tsuna said simply.

"E-excuse me...?!" Giotto gasped at the brunette.

Tsuna rolled his eyes and grumbled softly as he climbed into the bed –Giotto's bed– unceremoniously, immediately hogging a pillow for himself before snuggling contentedly into Giotto's side.

...all while the Vongola Primo watched in shock and silence.

Finally, Giotto managed to get his mind to reboot; "Tsunayoshi!"

"Buona notte, Giotto..." Tsuna mumbled.

"Decimo!" Giotto called sternly.

Tsuna groaned and sat up, blinking blearily at his ancestor. "Can this wait until morning...?"

"No." Giotto answered. "Why are you coming here to sleep in my bed?"

Tsuna made a noise between a sigh and a groan. "Kyouya came back late, and Mukuro was, coincidentally, being a night owl." Tsuna explained. "They're either fighting or going at it like rabbits –in other words, either destroying the mansion (again) or mentally scarring us forever."

"That still doesn't explain why you had to sleep here." Giotto pointed out.

"Yes, it does." Tsuna answered. "I have five stacks of paperwork awaiting me tomorrow and I have three meetings tomorrow. I need sleep."

Giotto blinked.

Tsuna groaned. He reached out and yanked his ancestor into the sleeping position and wrapped his arms around Giotto, trapping him like a koala hugging a tree.

And then he promptly fell asleep.

Giotto sighed softly at the gesture. He decided to leave any other things till morning, and followed the brunette's example. He shifted a little, adjusting his arm so it wouldn't feel numb in the morning before wrapping his free arm around Tsuna protectively. Gently pressing a kiss against the unruly brown mob of hair, Giotto smiled and let himself follow his descendant into dreamland.

In the darkness, a faint smile spread across Tsuna's face as he snuggled into his ancestor's protective, yet warm embrace.

A/N: Another side project I'm working on. This will be a set of drabbles, involving the First and Tenth Gen. I have a few ideas myself, but this is up for prompts.

Each drabble will start with the first line ('In which _ goes to _...'), and the second line will be the subject. So if you would like to request a drabble/give me a prompt, all you need to do is to fill in the first line and give me the second line, and desired pairing, if any. :)

Note that pairings may not be continuous, i.e. this chapter may have hints of 6918, but it may not necessarily exists in the other drabbles.

And that's all for this time, peeps! Ciao Ciao~