Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

Looking at the sky outside, no one would ever have guessed that this was anything but an ordinary day. On the contrary, it was a one of those rare, peaceful days of normalcy that only people affiliated with the mafia could truly appreciate. There were no menacing death threats, ridiculously frequent explosions, laughing idiots or even obnoxiously loud voices demanding people to join the boxing club.

And yet, beneath this peaceful exterior, a certain brunette had just walked home only to wonder if he had walked into the wrong house. Or maybe he died prematurely and got sent to hell?

What. The. Fuck.

Those were the only three words that passed through the brain of the thoroughly shocked Sawada Tsunayoshi. He wasn't one to swear but honestly, there was not a single plausible explanation for the sight in front of his eyes.

His school bag dropped to the floor, unnoticed. "Hi-Hibari-san… that… that thing you're holding…" stuttered the brunette desperately hoping that he was deathly ill and hallucinating. Hibari merely smirked, despite the obvious yet faint tinge of pink in his cheeks. Having being caught red-handed, the raven tried to salvage the remains of his dignity, but was abysmally failing.

"What about it herbivore?"

Tsuna's eyebrow twitched. The prefect had said it in such a mocking tone and now that his initial shock was abating, he could feel the irritation building up. His cheeks were flaring up but whether from anger or from embarrassment, no one would ever know.

So that's where they all went!

"Hibari-san…" Tsuna gulped – because despite all the irritation he was feeling at the moment, he knew better than anyone else just what Hibari was capable of. "I'm only going to ask this once."

And there it was. The question he'd wanted to know the answer to since he walked in to see this.

"What the hell are you doing with my boxers?"

This is my first attempt at writing a fanfiction. Criticism is highly appreciated. Thank you for taking the time to read this.