Still in a daze as Reborn inched closer and closer, Tsuna merely took the constant clacking in the hallway to clearly be a sign of lack of sleep. "Must be imagini--"

Bam, a bullet whizzed past his head, probably taking off a strand or two. "H-hiii--!" Tsuna squeaked, falling to the floor in a pile of sheets and pillows after nearly having a heart attack. Looking up from the floor, he moaned out, "w-what kind of wake-up call is that?!"