[ITP: CARRYING OVER HOMO MAFIA ANTICS]

[dothewave]

[WAKES UP]

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[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

Tsuna!

[GETTING OUT OF BED]

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

[RIGHT BEHIND YOU]

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

[AT HIS SIDE]

Tsuna-!!

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

[. . .where he is sleeping all spawled out and snoring]

. . .

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

[s-sob our boss]

He's okay . . .

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

Ha ha ha. Oh man.

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

. . . You remember it too?

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

Yeah, all of it. And your necklace. . .

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

. . . Keep it.

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

. . .

Gokudera. . .

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

. . . C'mon, we shouldn't wake him up, let's go back.

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

--To our own beds.

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

Hang on, I wanna ask you something. [grabs his wrist and you're gettin' tugged back to the other side of the cave]

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

What--? [dragged |(]

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

That was a really rough dream, huh?

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

. . .

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

. . .

[OK, private enough. You're getting tugged into a very tight hug.]

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

[freezes up but actually stays quiet]

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

[one arm around your back, other hand in your hair]

. . . Sorry. . . I just feel like this, a little. . .

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

[starts to pull away, stopping when he speaks]

. . . It was -- pretty bad.

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

[holdiingg]

It was a dream.

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

But the necklace--!

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

I dunno. . .

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

. . . He's okay.

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

Yeah, he's fine. And all those people are fine. I bet I can prove it.

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

How?

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

[lets go and goes to get Shigure Kintoki, then goes back over to him. Looks at Gokudera, takes a deeeep breath, and activates it]

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

. . . There's no blood. See?

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

[relaxes visibly] Yeah, I see.

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

So it's all okay.

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

. . . As long as they're alright.

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Though I guess everything we did was on the money, huh.

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

. . .

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

. . . [ruffle]

Don't look like that.

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

[smacks at his hand]

I don't look like anything!

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

Ha ha! You do!

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

I don't!

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

Okay, okay.

. . . Come on -- there's no way we're going back to sleep after all that. Let's get something to eat.

[tasteslikeash.livejournal.com]

. . . Fine.

[lolmafialol.livejournal.com]

[Sneakin' out around all the rest of the sleeping Family, not talking about confessions woo. TO MESS HALL (http://srs-drkns.livejournal.com/5444.html)]