http://69pineapples.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] 69pineapples.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] streetwalkers2010-08-08 10:11 pm
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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.]

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-09 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Even if a move such as this one would probably spark dozens more requests from his various guardians of private time alone (god forbid), Tsuna finds he cannot muster the strength of mind to worry about that now, as relaxed as he is.

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?

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-09 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Not exactly.

[ 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.

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-09 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ --that was only when he was younger, okay. Tsuna looks up, stuffing the shell in his pocket, laughing lightly. ]

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?

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-09 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ She has a name, you know. It's Kyoko. Tsuna makes a vague wave at the water. ]

Swim, maybe? Beach like things?

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-09 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ What, too much time in that fishtank turn you off from water? ]

Come on, would I do that?

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-09 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ POOR BABY. ]

Don't tell me you're scared.

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-09 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
You? Sun?

[ . . . he thinks-- ] I guess if I smell something burning, I'll know what it is.

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-09 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ Italian but with a Japanese name, ok. ]

I can't imagine you tanned.

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-09 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Uh. No. Kyoko-chan has nicer thighs, sry2say. ]

Yeah, yeah. Just don't come crying to me for burn cream later.

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-11 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ He turns red from even thinking about it, no need to worry.

WAS ALREADY STANDING IN THE SUN.

but now that he's noticed the umbrella--

SNATCHES IT UP

runs ]


[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-11 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ He'll enjoy the pilfered umnbrella then, thank you very much. For a little while anyway. But Tsuna comes strolling back a little while later, the umbrella casting his face in shadow, and he leans over Mukuro. ]

You're turning red. [ His tone is, obviously, teasing. ]

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-11 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's predictable, really, the way Tsuna starts, and drops the umbrella, stumbling to his the edge of the table with the back of his knees, and he sort of tips over it, with a startled yelp. ]

Mukuro--!!

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-11 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ He scrambles up, with a scowl, and plunks down on Mukuro's back. ]

Spoil sport.

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-11 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
A funny tan line?

[ He laughs, and plants a hand right between Mukuro's shoulder blades for good measure. ]

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-11 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's like riding a pony!! STAYS PUT. ]

Well, who's going to see it?

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-11 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ CHEER UP ]

I never said I did.

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-11 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ Never. ]

What if I don't feel like it?

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-11 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ sdljfsdgkjasg SHOVING HIM AWAY, and shuffling away as fast as he can. ]

Not fair--!

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-11 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
When did you get so grumpy?

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-11 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not asking you to be silly, but you know, it's a vacation, yeah? [ He props his arms on his knees, looks at Mukuro over them. ] Have some fun.

[identity profile] sentirigo.livejournal.com 2010-08-22 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ Then there's that. The one stumbling block to a healthy lifestyle, Mukuro!! Tsuna half shrugs, looking almost sheepish. ]

Sure, why not? You gotta start somewhere, right? [ He moves, plops down next to Mukuro. ] Just relax.