caffinatekillua | 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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"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.

Log: Training Tsuna

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