I'm just a loner, baby

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

[Mukuro is discovering that more and more of his days are spent, well, at night. It's another such night tonight, nearly midnight and he's had just a bit too much alcohol in the effort to gather information for a mission. It's just enough to make his vision blurry at the edges, and the walk home is a long one, but he'd rather not get a taxi. So here he is getting odd looks from the local Japanese, but feeling vaguely content with the world anyway.]

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[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

[Catch himself on the wall is all that keeps Mukuro from following Tsuna to the sidewalk. Of course, after a moment to register who it is he just hit, his response to this is to laugh, perhaps a little louder than usual.]

My, Tsunayoshi. What an odd way to run into you.

[The question is: was that pun on purpose.]

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ He groans, and stirs a little from the pavement, rolling over onto his back- there's a scrape on his cheek, and another littering his palm and knees. ]

--how about you just say hi next time?

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

I would have, had I seen you.

[Another laugh, softer this time, and he reaches a hand out to pull Tsuna up.]

It looks like you're the one needing first aid this time.

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

It's fine- [ The scrape stings, and he prods his cheek gingerly with his fingers, blood coming away. ]

If you weren't so heavy though, maybe I wouldn't have needed it at all.

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

It isn't my fault you're short, you know.

[aand a pause.]

Or were you implying that I'm fat?

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

. . . did I say that?

[ LOOKS SO INNOCENT DESU. ]

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

I wonder~

[Makes a bit of a face, then puts a hand on Tsuna's shoulder.]

And where were you headed so late?

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ He glances up at him- gd Mukuro and his bitch heels- and shakes his head ruefully. ]

I was going to the beach, but I guess that's not a good idea now.

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

Not unless you want salt in your wounds, it isn't~

I intended to go home. Perhaps you'd like to join me?

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

Are you walking?

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

I don't trust taxi drivers. Why? Too tired to walk?

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

It's a nice night for it, I thought. [ He wanted to walk- so Tsuna turns, and heads in the direction of home. ]

Coming?

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

[And Mukuro follows, not missing the symbolism of the fact that he does so without the pointless argument these days.]

If you'd like my company.

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ He walks slowly, not in any hurry whatsoever, having found a piece of tissue somewhere and pressing it against his face, before crumpling it and stuffing it back in his pocket. ]

I like it when you're not busy running me down, I think.

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

Forgive me. My reflexes were a little slow. [As they still are, judging by the fact that he's swaying juuust a little as he walks.]

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ . . . has he been drinking. ]

A lot on your mind, huh?

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

[Well, there is that slight smell... HE WAS TRYING TO GET INFORMATION FOR YOU, YOU KNOW. Fortunately he tape recorded it or he'd forget half of it by tomorrow.]

Perhaps~ Perhaps not.

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ might or might not be sniffing him ]

. . . have you been drinking?

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

Fun in the name of duty, Tsunayoshi.

[in other words: yes.]

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

Well that explains it. [ GREAT, he's walking through Namimori with a drunk. WALKS JUST A LITTLE FASTER!! ]

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

[Not really drunk -- just a tiny bit tipsy. 8) And following. He has long legs, Tsuna, you'd have to actually run away.]

I found out what you wanted me to find out, and they had no idea that I did so. That's what counts, hm?

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ ...and he's too tired to run, but he slows down anyway, at Mukuro's words. ]

I know. [ a small smile, and a glance up at him. ] Thank you.

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

You're quite welcome. [He looks oddly pleased with himself -- an expression that wouldn't show under normal circumstances. But he catches it, and the smooth mask comes down again once he's concentrating on it.]

I'll be sure to write a detailed report, since that right-hand man of yours is so insistent on the little things.

[sentirigo.livejournal.com]

[ Awww, that's cute. Tsuna laughs, and waves it off. ]

You know how Gokudera-kun is. . . If you really want, you could just tell me now, and I'll write that.

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

It would probably be better after I have a bit of sleep. Coherency, and all.

[insert gay hand gestures as he talks here. And he's watching Tsuna, so he's heading for running into an old lady with a painful-looking cane.]