Jumping Through Time (translated)

Chapter 19

If the Tenth's guardians were living nightmares to many just for trying to touch the Tenth, the sky guardian was the demon that came from the deepest corner of hell to create and command said living nightmares. A popular description, all thanks to the devil wearing black that used to sit with a cup of coffee to see first hand the results when someone had the awesome (but terrible) idea of messing with anyone of the Vongola family. When both demons joined, it was better to dig the graves because running or asking for mercy was a ridiculous motion at that point.

Pain, tiredness, those were the first things the sky guardian noticed. Like he had done some heavy training, his body was sore in a way that, after a bit, could be ignored. Always while he doesn't do any sudden moves or someone has the brilliant idea of hitting him or moving a leg to make him fall. That or Reborn wanting to have fun out of him, a thing that the assassin never gets tired of. So, nothing new.

The color white, on the other hand, is new. Tsuna blinked several times, but the color white didn't go away. The boy moved his head, thinking that it might be something on his face like blankets or who knows what else. More white. More and more white, and odd machines. Tsuna blinked several times once again. Maybe he was more tired than he thought?

-...kadera, mine... my chocolate... - And of course there is the little bottomless pit that didn't relent that it was their father who dreams with food and pastries again. A novelty!

Almost half a minute later Tsuna noticed he wasn't alone, lowering his eyes to see an afro and then the owner of said afro. The kid had spit running from the corners of his mouth while murmuring something about cake, chocolate and Bakadera. It was a good thing that Gokudera wasn't there or Lambo would have a big bum on the head for free. Of course that, if Gokudera did that while his dad was there, said dad would not agree with it.

Seeing this, whenever he wanted it or not, only made him smile. It was a relief, even if it also was a bit annoying. After all, Lambo had his own bed and shouldn't be escaping said bed without saying absolutely nothing just to go to his bed and grab him as a living pillow. With nightmares Tsuna wasn't going to say anything, not even when the kid asked for fairy tales instead of asking to sleep with him directly. The problema was so frequent that Lambo may share his room and not have his own room. Fuuta and I-pin did not complain, obviously.

The sky guardian sighed deeply, thinking to himself that Lambo was very lucky he was cute even when he was unbearable. It wasn't like Tsuna was going to say this out loud. The ego would go to the kid's head immediately and would make sure everybody and their dog was clear, oh so clear, in that. Even the door, if they were not careful. While it would provoke jealousy and annoy everybody, the guys and Reborn and even worse: his mother, would not let him live this down. No, for his inner peace Tsuna will not say anything.

Carefully, trying to not disturb Lambo, Tsuna sat. Or tried to. The only reason why Tsuna didn't shout was because he bit his lips fast. Good Lord, that hurt. His arm, his chest, mostly his shoulder, like he-Oh.

- I didn't dream that. - The white roof, it wasn't his roof, this wasn't his bed... - I didn't dream any of that... - Which means that...

Slowly and almost in a robotic way, Tsuna looked at his shoulder. Bandages, many bandages and a pink spot that was turning red and explained why it hurt so much. He had reopened the wound accidentally, didn't he?

It took patience and a few tries, but in minutes he was sitting with Lambo in his lap. Thanks to this Tsuna could see better where the heck they were while he did his best to ignore the jabs of pain coming from his shoulder and ran through his arm.