The young Vongola Decimo's back res

The young Vongola Decimo's back resounded in the unnecessarily spacious room as he arched even more deeply. He gave out a easeful sigh as he felt the tension and stiffness within his muscles slowly fade away. Allowing his attention to refocus, looking back down at the piles of paper work that laid innocently on his desk, uncaringly slipping out a small groan.



"Is this really what a boss should be doing..", Tsuna grumbled as he took hold of a pen that was once rolling away due to being dropped previously by the brunette. Looking over the printed text on the computer papers, carefully reading each word that was written out by other families from the outside world. If they were to be an alliance or not, were the choices being held within the letters and documents that were sent to the Decimo.



Before the man could decide, a knock resonated very softly against the two largely handcrafted wooden doors, that seemed to be the only entrance to the Decimo's office. Glancing back up from the paper work, he blinked at the slight disturbance. 'They don't usually come in at this hour..' the brunette thought as he recalled the previous times that a few of his guardians would enter his office. Nevertheless, he had to respond to the invitation.



"You may come in." His voice being raised to reach the other side of the doors, hearing a click as the door knob was turned at the same moment the brunette permitted entry. Once the doors slowly swung open, a familiar appearance revealed itself before the Decimo.



The chameleon that rested on the rims of an orange strapped fedora was a dead giveaway right off the bat. The fedora shaded the eyes of the familiar, a hand being raised to flick it upwards, exposing the obsidian eyes that were hidden beneath. A yet matured voice escaped the youngster's lips, greeting the brunette in an old fashion, "Chaos."



Tsuna's eyes widened a bit at the slight surprising appearance of the other, his expression of small disbelief quickly forming into a more relieved and beaming one.



" Reborn-! You're back..!," the brunette said oh so very happily, tempted to rise from his seat just to hurry over to the hitman and hug him tightly, though he knew it would just irritate the other normally. Giving a slight sheepish smile at the thought but it soon turned back into a big grin once he saw his ex tutor approach his desk with careful steps.



Sure he still harassed, embarrassed, and abused him as usual with his spartan ways, though this developing joy couldn't be helped since the youngster was like family to him. Knowing Reborn for so long and having him by his side, made the brunette be able to stand proudly amongst other enemies in the mafia world and even become the intelligent man he is now, unlike before when he was 15.



Though Tsuna's developed happiness was faltered just a bit once he took notice of the hitman's body language. His steps were too careful. His legs shook in the slightest, in an almost strained movement, as if the boy was trying to hide it himself. His whole figure tilted very little as well, from one side to the other, in a swaying motion that was almost not visible to the eye. But for Tsuna, it was quite obvious. He has known the hitman for so long, he could tell the way the hitman would react to his actions and sayings, well, for the most part.