With his eyes closed, he heard Hayato leave to look for something to eat while Kyoya was lurking around the bench, no doubt glaring at anyone who disturbed his idea of peace. Mukuro sat next to him in silence.
He let the sounds of a familiar Japanese tongue wash over him as he tethered on the edge of sleep. Distantly, he realized that while it felt nice to be back in his homeland, he honestly hadn't missed it. He had built his home in Italy, with his mismatched family, and he was content with it. Instead of a native returning to his roots, he felt like a tourist : here to enjoy the place and the sights, but meant to leave sooner or later to go back home.
Beside him, the illusionist was shifting restlessly. It prevented Tsuna from truly falling asleep, no matter how much he tried, so after ten minutes he reluctantly sat up, opened his eyes and asked. "Are you OK, Mukuro?"
The bluenet stiffened. "Of course I am." But Tsuna wasn't convinced. He looked way too uncomfortable for the Sky to believe him, which the latter showed by raising a dubious eyebrow. Mukuro sighed. "Fine, I am not alright. There's..." He searched for words. "... there's someone sending a distress signal on Mist Flames nearby. It's distracting."
Tsuna frowned. For Mukuro to be this antsy, it had to be more than 'distracting'. "Do you want to look into it?"
The older boy looked surprised. "Don't you want to stay and wait for our train? Besides, I'd rather not drag those two along. Can you really leave them alone?" He nodded towards Kyoya and Hayato, who had returned from his search for snacks and was butting heads with the Cloud over something or another. The people around them were sending them looks and giving them a wide berth.
The brunet sighed. Mukuro had a point, those two couldn't be left alone. "Do you want to look into it on you own, then? If it bothers you so much, you should see what it's about. I promise we won't leave without you, although it would be best if you came back before our ride arrives."
"You wouldn't mind?" Inquired the Mist. Tsuna had to hold back a fond smile. If that was what Mukuro had wanted from the beginning, he could just have said so. He always had to make things more complicated.
"I go on my own all the time thanks to my 'Intuition'." He lightly poked his head to illustrate. "I can't be upset with you for doing the same. Just make sure to call us if you need anything."
Mukuro nodded with a thankful smile, before slipping into the crowd and vanishing from Tsuna's view. The brunet laid back down on the bench, using his bag as a pillow and closed his eyes. This time, he fell asleep easily.
Only to be woken up what felt like minutes later by a grumpy Hayato muttering loudly to himself. "... has he gone? I knew it was a bad idea to take him with us. Sneaking around like that. I'm sure he went to cause trouble to Tsuna-san." He looked at the previously sleeping brunet and startled when he met drowsy but open amber eyes. "Tsuna-san! You're awake! Mukuro left us!" He shouted, making the Sky wince. The silveret had a pair of lungs rivaling Squalo's when he wanted.
"I know, I know." He placated him, while searching the crowd for Kyoya. "There was something he wanted to do, he didn't give us the slip. He'll be back soon." Ah, there was the Cloud. Roaming the station, glowering at anyone that got too close.
Hayato was still angrily growling about fleeing pineapples, so Tsuna gave up on his nap. A look at the time revealed he had actually managed to sleep close to three hours. He was surprised the silveret hadn't noticed Mukuro's absence earlier. Maybe he had, but Tsuna had slept through most of his complaining; he had badly needed the rest.
Chapter 27: That returned to it's roots
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