Titles follow the naming theme from Hunter X Hunter because I'm obsessed…and possibly because I have had a crossover in the works for the last few months. Whether it ever makes its way to the internet is a whole different story.

Also, platonic G27 fluff ahead. Primo is an affectionately annoying father/brother figure in this fic.

Second Myth: Waking x Purity x Enlightenment

Everything felt so pleasant, that Tsuna was finding it hard to continue sleeping. His intuition wasn't warning him of anything bad, not that it ever did him much good against Reborn even with it, but Tsuna was wondering whose hand was stroking through his hair at the moment.

It was far too peaceful and sadly Tsuna had been long since reconditioned to chaos for him to really feel comfortable like this. Sighing deeply, he mustered up the courage to open his eyes and find out exactly whose lap he was laying on.

Kind compassionate eyes gazed into his and Tsuna's drowsy half lidded eyes snapped wide open.

"Pri-Pri-Primo!"

With a yelp, he tumbled off the man's lap and face first onto the grassy ground. The same springy bed from his dream. The surprisingly sweet smell of crushed vegetation invaded his nostrils as Tsuna lifted his head to stare at the transparent man who was now chuckling at him.

"Good morning Tsunayoshi. And how many times have I said that you can just call me Giotto?"

With a groan, Tsuna planted his face back into the grass ignoring how it tickled the edges of his face. He supposed that having such a good night's rest had used up all of his good luck for the foreseeable future.

This human had a nice scent. A scent that could only come from an exceptionally pure virgin. Even if he technically wasn't, for anyone who had ever killed would also no longer be considered one. However, his particular breed wasn't really bothered by that so long as the human in question was a virgin in the most common interpretation. The kindness and purity rolling off this boy was so strong that he could practically taste it. Like the sweetest grass covered in the freshest morning dew and underneath it all was the constant warmth of a rising sun that brought the enticing promise of a wonderful new day. It was a heady scent.

He whickered softly and watched as the human whipped his head around in alarm. His ears flicked back at the high pitched cry the boy emitted and the human withdrew in surprise, scrambling away like an insect and into the waiting lap of his sire-for that was what the inviting spirit smelled of-who wrapped his arms around his child.

Don't be afraid. Don't go. Come back.

The human child clutched the spirit back tightly and he whickered softly again to show that he meant no ill will. Not to someone so pure. So pleasant smelling.

With a whuff of hot air, the unicorn heaved himself forward and gently placed his head onto the laps of both human and spirit. Not that he had to go far. About three feet at the most.

"What… happened?"

Tsuna cast a plaintively curious gaze at his ancestor, as if he was afraid to hear the answer to this bizarre turn of events, but resigned himself to the fact that he was going to have to anyways. He stared down at the huge bearded horned head in his lap. Meh. All things considered, this still wasn't too bad.

"Do you mean just now, last night, or everything since that disaster of an 'alliance' party?"

Tsuna sighed and leaned back against Giotto. Trapped as he was, Tsuna obviously wasn't going to go anywhere anytime soon, so he figured he might as well make himself comfortable. He could feel Primo adjusting himself a bit to help and wasn't that a strange thought? To think that Primo himself would take to paying random visits every now and then to the point that they could now be so candid with other like this.

"All of the above."

"Well, I'm not exactly sure how much you remember, but that alliance party in London that the Vongola was supposed to participate in ended up being a three-pronged trap with the unfortunate addition of various law enforcement. Everyone managed to get away, but you decided to make yourself the biggest target to ensure it even after you had been scraped with that poisoned blade. Afterwards, you had flown away and continued to until you decided to land in the middle of this forest."

"I…why did I decide to do that again?"

"I think you were planning to double back to the rendezvous point after shaking off any pursuers, but the fever was clouding your judgment and so you just kept going and going and going. Don't worry about it." Giotto gave a flippant wave.

"No. No, I think that's something I should definitely be worried about it." Tsuna deadpanned.

"Maybe. But after that, you found this glade, half drowned yourself in that spring, met this unicorn, fainted, nearly completely drowned yourself, and then you woke up again. All in that order."

"I…think you're missing a few things. Like why am I dry and over here instead of dead and wet over there? Where were you? What exactly is a unicorn and why am I not in pain?"

"Well, I picked you up and carried you over here. Can't expect something with no arms or tentacles to do that can you?"

The unicorn on their laps whuffed out a gust of hot air as it snorted in displeasure.

"Oh I don't blame you. You've helped out a great deal as well. Tsuna, this is a unicorn. They're rare mythical creatures that are known for their single horn which has healing powers and the ability to purify water. This one cured you after I pulled you out of the spring."

Tsuna gazed at rather wicked looking point of the golden spiral protruding from the unicorn's head and trailed down until he met the intelligent, if not a bit sleepy, gaze of the massive beast itself. There was some sort of comforting aura surrounding him and Tsuna couldn't help but smile at the unicorn gratefully.

"Thank you very much."

There was a surprisingly soft noise of acceptance from the creature and a great sigh of pleasure when Tsuna began to rub behind its brilliant shimmering white ears just like he had with the horse Dino had once attempted to teach him how to ride.

Said ears suddenly pricked up and the great beast reluctantly heaved himself back to his hooves and trotted out of the clearing.

Tsuna watched, transfixed at the grace and ease in which its bulky body did so.

At least until his bladder decided to remind him of a rather pressing matter.

"Umm. Primo. Could you…let me go now?"

"Hmmm..." Giotto's eyes twinkled a bit impishly as he hummed in mock contemplation. "Nope."

"What? Why?" Why of all times did his ancestor's mischievous streak have act up now?

Tsuna shifted a bit uncomfortably as he struggled to pull himself out of the spirit's grasp.

"Because you're just so precious and we really haven't had much time to talk lately what with you being so busy and all."

"But I really-"

"No."

"But-"

"Not a chance." With that, the blond settled Tsuna more firmly in his lap and wrapped his arms tightly around Tsuna. "Now. It's time for some Primo-Decimo bonding. So what did you think about all those secret agents who had snuck into the alliance party? I think their groups spent quite a bit on all that finery and the man in that cream and peach trumpet dress could pull it off surprisingly. If it wasn't for my Hyper Intuition, I would have actually thought that it was a woman flirting with you."

Tsuna keened, a whiny, needy, frustrated, pained sort of sound, as Giotto squeezed his waist a little harder in response to his ineffectual efforts to extricate himself from the cage of the spirit's limbs.

That good night's rest was obviously to prepare him for the rest of the day's upcoming misfortune.

Yay for clingy gossipy Giotto. The Hyper Intuition is such a handy plot device. There are so many ways I could take it, so here Hyper Intuition reveals lies for whoever has it. Thus the man in the dress who was being deceitful and lying about himself to try to get close to the Decimo was revealed completely.

The one Tsuna killed was Byakuran, but he's so pure that even this can be overshadowed. At least in this particular unicorn's view.

In this story, unicorns are drawn to virgins the way cats are drawn to catnip or silver vine. However, there are many different interpretations as to what counts as purity and the effects virgins can have on unicorns vary by species, personalities, etc. Also, some just don't care. Every creature has little things that make them individuals and unicorns are no different.

Where did the unicorn go? What did Tsuna really think as he was being hit on by a person that he knew was actually a cross dressing agent looking to arrest him? And most importantly will Tsuna convince Primo to let him go before he has a very different sort of problem? Find out next time!