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Log: Training Tsuna

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Killua hopped over the railing and swung a heavy duty duffel bag onto the deck. The wood creaked in protest underneath the bag and Killua landed lightly next to it, glancing around the deck before picking the duffel back up and calling out for their hosts. "Tsuna? Hey Tsuna! Reborn?" He could hear the rope ladder creaking behind him as Gon started his ascent.

Killua didn't even wait for a response yet, instead setting the bag down closer to the center of the deck and kneeling down to unzip it and start pulling the weights out for Tsuna. He lay them alongside the bag in order from head to foot, where they belonged.

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Gon grabbed the top of the railing and vaulted over the railing with ease and landed with a light tap. “Excuse us for intruding!” He called out eyes searching the decks for the other two that they were meeting. He followed his partner’s lead to the center of the deck and set his bag down next to the other.

"Hey, Killua, do you think they’ll actually slow Reborn-san down? Maybe he should wear some weights too," he grinned widely while unzipping the bag and reaching inside.

Killua snorted and continued pulling things out. A thick ceramic looking glass, some silverware, they'd gotten the broom and mop up to the boat already along with some other general maintenance things such as shoes and slippers for Tsuna and a cover for his laptop.

"You know he's been through the same kind of training as us. I don't think weights would change anything. Thats why we have to use different handicaps than Tsuna." He grinned back at Gon. "It's his own fault for leaving it up to me to decide."

"So confident, Killua?" Reborn stepped out onto the deck, walking towards them, looking about the same as he (in adult form) usually did. "Tsuna has ten seconds to get on deck before I have to go looking for him, and he knows what that means." He leans his back against the railing, watching Gon and Killua for a moment before stepping forward to heft the glass easily, the weight not at all a surprise or burden to him. "Hm." He nods his approval.

"Well, what have you two got for me, then?"

Gon rubbed the back of his head and stuck his tongue out. "True." His eyes flickered over to Reborn when he stepped out. "Hey Reborn-san! Letsee…" He returned a hand to the bag and pulled out a pair of very strange shoes (http://www.reikitantei.net/marshmallow/other/stilettos.png) and held them up to him by their straps. But there was more, he set the shoes down and pulled out a couple eyepatchs (http://www.reikitantei.net/marshmallow/other/eyepatch.jpg), a blindfold, an arm sling and some rope.

Killua looked up at Reborn, still grinning like a cheshire cat. "Always." He glanced at the door to the stairwell and then went back to pulling out the rest of the weights, snickering as Gon held the shoes out to Reborn. "I'm sure you'll look pretty in them. You get an eyepatch too. Goes over the dominant eye if either one is stronger. Whichever you use most when aiming."

Killua straightened up, finished with his work, and looking for a place to put the duffel so it'd be out of the way.

He laughed good-humoredly, as if he knew something the two of them didn't. "I think this may backfire on you two," he warned them, taking the shoes and kicking his own expensive loafers off.

Reborn stepped into the shoes, buckling them up skillfully, letting his pant legs slide over them, almost hiding them. He wobbled for a brief moment, but after taking a few steps, looks completely at his ease, as if he'd done it a million times before. "Of course, now I'm dressed completely inappropriately."

He picked up the duffel bag, and gracefully made his way to the stairway leading under the deck. "Tsuna is late, so I'll just get him, and warn the rest of the crew to stay out of the way. I'll put the eyepatch on when I get back, though it might be more effective for me to be completely blindfolded." He disappeared down under the floor, the click click of the heels growing fainter and fainter as he makes his way to Tsuna's room.

Gon blinked at Reborn as he spoke and strapped on the shoes effortlessly. This guy seriously was a monster. The boy couldn’t help but grin; it would be fun to do this again some day in a larger area with no impediments whatsoever. He was curious as to how Reborn could walk in those things with no problem, they looked incredibly uncomfortable. His running should definitely be slower at least right? But then again, ballerinas danced on their toes for long periods of time.

"Hey, Killua, maybe we should blindfold him then?" He said after the clicking had disappeared.

Killua was clearly annoyed. It wasn't fair that he took to those so easily! What'd the guy do? Rocky Horror sleepovers? He plopped down next to the stuff again and frowned at what they had. "Well I was THINKING the eyepatch would be enough."

He huffed and chewed on the inside of his cheek. "Yeah maybe we should blindfold him. But I feel like he wins if he told me what he wants to use." The last bit comes out as a whine.

"Hmm," Gon looked like he was in deep thought, his brows were furrowed, arms crossed tightly across his chest. Finally, he ruffled his hair looking rather exhausted by it all and turned back to Killua. "Let’s just go with the original plan and see how it goes. I’m sure he can dial it down a notch for Tsuna-san on his own. We’ll be fine, Killua." He gave a comforting smile to the white haired boy.

Yaaaawn. Tsuna gave a loud yawn as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, vision wavering before he realized he was in his bed. Training had been so tough lately with both Reborn and Lal that he had been falling asleep just about everywhere. More often than not, he found himself in the kitchen or sometimes, he'd just crash in anyone's room.

He blinked and rubbed the back of his head, wondering what time it was. "Guess I could go back to sleep," he mumbled, yawning again. It's not like he had anything to do, right?

Unerringly, Reborn made his way to Tsuna's room on his heels, clacking loudly as he does so. He nodded to Leon, who obligingly transformed into a gun. Reborn just caught himself swaying - it had really been much too long since he'd worn heels, and those were all for undercover missions; he was not quite as sure he could manage to actually run in these as he'd seemed to Killua and Gon - but adjusted his aim to right above Tsuna's sleeping head, pulled the trigger.

"Wake up, dame-Tsuna. You're late."

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Killua sighed. "He's totally gonna cream us isn't he?" He pushed up his sleeves and grinned at Gon. "I won't give up without a fight!" He stood and picked up his sling, sliding it over his neck but not putting it on yet since he and Gon would be showing Tsuna how to put on his weights.

"Neither will I!" He replied back with a competitive grin painted across his face. He glanced over to where Reborn had disappeared somewhat impatiently. His partner had gotten his heart racing in anticipation and he could hear it thumping in his head.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath attempting to calm himself and then took to stretching his legs with some sideways lunges.

Reborn (http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h136/HikaruNo5/sprojecthsidereboko.jpg) made his way back on deck, climbing up onto the topmost deck with absolutely no difficulty at all. He is - well, dressed - to the nines, hair somehow arranged attractively, femininely. Everything about him, in fact, seems to announce that fact, from the expertly applied make up to the jewelry. Suddenly the shoes don't seem out of place all.

"Enough of a handicap for you, do you think?" He teased once he'd glided his way over to where Killua, Gon and Tsuna (finally) were standing.

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?!"

"Go upstairs, you're late." Reborn ordered perfunctorily, suddenly very aware of the extra inches the shoes add to his height as he looks down at Tsuna on the floor. "Killua and Gon are waiting for you."

For some reason, being dressed the way he is feels... wrong, in these shoes. He turned on his heel and said over his shoulder, "Tell the two of them that I'll join the group in a moment," and walks out the hallway to his own room.

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