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You are a washing machine for humanity
[After weeks of Tsuna insisting that everyone needed a vacation, Mukuro had finally relented. He'd go somewhere, on one condition: they went by themselves. Tsuna could take everyone else to an onsen if he wanted to, but Mukuro had no intention of hanging around with the rest of the Vongola for days. So when they had time, the two of them had traveled out to a beach resort.
Thus, here Mukuro is, completely out of place in swim trunks, sitting in a slatted chair with sunglasses on, his hair loose and all over the place, and drinking a pina colada, all in the shade of a giant umbrella. He knows perfectly well how unusual and even odd this is for him, and he doesn't care. It's relaxing and right now the beach is empty.]
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Mukuro really is a sight to see, Tsuna thinks, and he can barely hold back the stifled laughter building as he wanders directly in front of Mukuro, feeling the sun scorch his back through the thin shirt he wears. Behind him, a trail of damp footprints lead to his wet feet. ]
Enjoying yourself?
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[He smiles up at Tsuna, and it's the same teasing smirk he always has, more normal than a geniune smile would be.]
Did you go swimming?
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[ He laughs- all he's done is step in the water, until it's inched up to his knees. He holds out a closed fist, uncurls his fingers to reveal a perfect conch shell. ]
Look what I found.
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Lucky find. Will you give it to your woman?
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I think I will. [ He prods Mukuro with a foot, leaving sand all over him. ] Anyway, are you just going to sit there all day?
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What else do you suggest I do?
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Swim, maybe? Beach like things?
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You know, Tsunayoshi, I have a feeling that if we got in the water, you would push me under. And I'd like to keep my dignity.
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Come on, would I do that?
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Yes, you would.
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Don't tell me you're scared.
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[ . . . he thinks-- ] I guess if I smell something burning, I'll know what it is.
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I'm Italian, I'll tan.
Why, are you fond of my lighter complexion?
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I can't imagine you tanned.
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Well maybe you'll get to see it soon.
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Yeah, yeah. Just don't come crying to me for burn cream later.
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I'm sure I can find my own if I need to. [Yup, moving that umbrella now. ENJOY THE SUN, TSUNA.]
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WAS ALREADY STANDING IN THE SUN.
but now that he's noticed the umbrella--
SNATCHES IT UP
runs ]
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You're turning red. [ His tone is, obviously, teasing. ]
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[he is, a little, but it isn't bad yet.
Either way, he'll be reaching out lazily to take one of Tsuna's arms... and to tug him sideways in the direction of the sand (and possibly the little table with the nearly-empty pina colada glass on it).]
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Mukuro--!!
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You deserved it.
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Spoil sport.
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And that's a reason to sit on me?
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[ He laughs, and plants a hand right between Mukuro's shoulder blades for good measure. ]
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[Pfft, so pinned. He'll try to wriggle free at least enough to roll over, though.]
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Well, who's going to see it?
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I will. And there could always be someone else. You couldn't have a monopoly on me~
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I never said I did.
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...Tsunayoshi. Get off of me.
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What if I don't feel like it?
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Then this.
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Not fair--!
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[He chuckles, sitting up and looking smug.]
That's what you get.
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And what do you suggest I do for fun? Let you sit on me?
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Sure, why not? You gotta start somewhere, right? [ He moves, plops down next to Mukuro. ] Just relax.
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[Just giving Tsuna a level look... and then a smile.]
Now, if you'd like it the other way 'round...