Title: Time and Us
Pairing: Spanner x Tsuna 
Warning: Uuuuh, epic time paradox-- but not really. I dunno, do you call some mentions of loving a warning?
Rating: T due to mentions of sex, but nothing too graphic
That was the first thought that came into Tsuna’s head as he reluctantly opened his eyes.
The second thought was ‘why the hell am I naked? How did my hands get handcuffed to the headboard?’
“Awake already, Vongola 10th?” a familiar voice both snapped him out of thoughts and answered his questions. Ah, it had to be him. Spanner.
“Let me go, Su Hana—I don’t have time for you today.”
Spanner frowned as he took a particular vengeful suck at his lollipop. “I’ve told you not to call me that, Vongola 10th”.
“And I’ve told you not to call me ‘Vongola 10th’, so we’re even. Now let me go before I start making cracks about just how ‘bitter’ your ‘flower’ really is—I already said I don’t have time for this!” Tsuna gave a half-hearted tug at handcuffs binding him. Yep, they weren’t budging any time soon.
“You never have time for anything, Sawada Tsunayoshi-kun,” came the petulant voice of his companion. Oh great, now he’d hurt his feelings. Spanner was impossible to deal with when he didn’t get his way.
Tsuna contemplated his situation in silence for a few moments before he heaved a large sigh. “Fine, how about we make a deal? Let me go to my meeting and I promise to spend the rest of the day with you. What do you say?”
Spanner got a shrewd look in his eyes. “The rest of the day, you say?”
“From as soon as I get out of that meeting to midnight.”
A tremble went through the mechanic’s frame as his face gained a flushed complexion and his eyes glinted madly. “And we’ll be able to… perfect the X-burner?”
Tsuna was confused. “Huh? What are you talking about, we perfected that a long time ago—Oh.” Blush. “Oh.” The young Mafia boss gave an uncomfortable cough. “S-sure, why not.”
With a click the handcuffs were released, and a brief exchange of clothes and kisses later, Tsuna was on his way to his appointment. “It’s a deal,” Spanner had purred.
Tsuna hoped Dino-san didn’t mind if their meeting was shorter than usual that day.
In their current chaotic version of the future, Spanner refused to give a damn about what was allowed or not.
It was hot.
Heat flowed all over him, taking over from the body on top of his, the hands caressing him, and the tongue plunging into his mouth. The only reprieve his body had was the coldness of the handcuffs on his wrists contrasted it all in such a delightfully sinful way that left him shivering. It wasn’t right.
“S-spanner-san, no—stop it. Stop it! W-why are you—you said you wanted to w-work on the X-burner!” The boy’s breath hitched, and a whimper followed. The assault on his neck was making it hard to think.
Spanner looked up from laying his mark on the frail-looking boy’s delicious skin. Even now his daintiness was proving to be too much for him to handle. “I also said I was interested in the Vongola 10th, didn’t I?” he panted, and gave a particular vicious nip at the boy’s skin while grounding his hips against his, proving to him just how much this statement was true. The boy cried out. “You’re not exactly helping, Tsunayoshi-kun.”
“B-but… you’re the enemy! And I—A-and you—“ Tsuna was silenced by a pair of lips.
“I couldn’t care less,” he desperately hissed and positioned himself. “This is all in the name of science—you wouldn’t want to interrupt science now, would you?”
There was no stopping science.
And because of the epic FAIL that is the shortness of that DRABBLE (short fic is short), I present to you some crack. In the form of MukuHana. That's right, you didn't hear wrong-- MUKUHANA.
Pairing: MukuHana, if you can believe that. Mentions of Tsuna x Kyoko
Warning: None, really-- the pairing is enough, i think. Ahahah, just a what-if fic... crack.
Rating: I'm thinking PG-13, because of language, if only.
The only reason Hana is attending some sort of mafia conference thing with Kyoko was because she and Tsuna recently got together and she (Kyoko) wanted to experience the kind of life he had-- or something stupid like that which Hana REALLY doesn't approve of, but lets her do as she wishes because she's her best friend, after all. Like HELL is she letting her go alone, though.
So Hana's there, sitting pretty (because it's what she does best) and being BORED as HELL (because there's nothing but monkeys in there-- even that one good-looking guy from before is acting like a complete retard). She wonders if she'll ever meet someone not completely simian-like.
Then she hears a voice next to her--
Asking the very cliché "So, having a good time?" except this voice adds a "kufufufu" at the end of it.
So she turns to scowl at this mind and give him a piece of her mind-- "Do I look like I'm having a GOOD TIME?!"-- when she sees the HOTTEST guy she'd ever had the pleasure of laying her eyes on.
And ends up saying "Do I look like I'm having a good time?", because even though he's very attractive and she managed to curve her bluntness a bit, Hana's still and will always be Hana.
To her absolute relief, however, he just smiles (which makes her melt on the inside) and turns to look at his companions making fools of themselves. "Yes, I figured you weren't. Your expression was delightfully telling, after all." Smile-- and Hana finds herself blushing because what, this gorgeous stranger saw her making ugly faces at these idiots, and oh god, why can't she control herself a bit more, and fuck 'em, fuck 'em all, it's all their fault for being moronic.
But she controls herself and just says, "Well, can you blame me?" instead, because she really likes talking with this person and the whole situation is oddly romantic, like something cheesy novels are made of, but she suspects he knows what she's thinking anyway because his smile takes on an amused twist. An amused twist that's REALLY very aggravating, she'd like to let him know, and she suspects he knows that as well because his smile only grows bigger.
She might just forgive him for that anyway, however, because then he stretches his hand out to her and asks "why not get lost with me for the night, then?" And though Hana senses he might have some ulterior motive to his request-- something like annoying someone or causing mischief or something -- she takes his hand, anyway. After all, if this-- this-- whatever this was had some consequences, she didn't give a shit about them. Who doesn't like a little chaos? So she smiles and says, "I'm Hana. Who are you, oh stranger who seeks to steal me away?"
A somewhat sinister but still very provocative smile was her answer. "Mukuro. The name's Mukuro."
A grin. "Very well, Mukuro. Let’s get the hell out of here."
At the end of the day, Hana is still Hana-- and she couldn't be happier.