A/N: Fifteenth prompt up and running! I liked this one. Very touching if I do say so myself.

Warning/s: Established relationship, fluffyness, very mild angstyness

TYL!1827

When Kyouya finally arrived at the sight where Tsuna's coffin was placed, he had to stop at the edge of the clearing to get his bearings. Because sitting there in the grass, one hand idly playing with the lilies in the coffin (which haven't withered one bit) while the other flipped through a notebook, was Tsuna. He was still in the suit he wore when he was "buried" and he looked relaxed as he sat there in the grass and sun. Kyouya didn't think he would see a more beautiful sight.

Preparing himself, Kyouya stepped out into the open, moving to stand just a little behind Tsuna. He knew that Tsuna knew he was there, but he wasn't going to be the first one to speak up.

After a moment of comfortable silence, Tsuna spoke. "Did you have fun with my younger self?"

"I wouldn't say fun," Kyouya smirked. "He was just as useless as you used to be."

At that, Tsuna laughed and Kyouya thought it was the most beautiful sound in the world, like wind chimes tinkling in the breeze. He savored the sound because there were many times when he thought he would never hear it again, not that he would admit that out loud.

Still chuckling, Tsuna stood up from his seat and dusted off his bottom before turning around to face his Cloud Guardian.

Not for the first time, Kyouya marveled at how similar Tsuna and the Vongola Primo looked. The only difference was their coloring, but other than that they could have been twins. Or Tsuna could even be Primo's reincarnation. That would make sense.

"He still saved everyone," Tsuna said, his smile benign. "And not just us. He saved other worlds as well as his own future." He turned his head up to the sky, as if he was able to see back in the past by doing so. Or, Kyouya thought, maybe he was reveling in the feeling of being "alive" again after many months of being "dead". "I hope his future will be bright, even if he doesn't grow up to be me."

"He has a long way to go if he does," Kyouya said, taking the chance and stepping up in front of his boss. Tsuna blinked and looked at Kyouya's face, eyes shining so brightly that Kyouya thought he might have been holding back tears.

Slowly, as if he didn't want to break an illusion he was trapped in, Tsuna reached up to caress Kyouya's face, feeling the smooth skin and the contours of cheekbones, jawline, nose, lips. Kyouya let him and resisted the temptation to close his eyes to savor those touches. He didn't want to look away from Tsuna right now.

When he was seemingly done with his perusal, Tsuna laid his hand on Kyouya's jaw, cradling his face and just smiling up at his Cloud.

"Hello," he murmured and Kyouya couldn't identify the emotion in Tsuna's eyes, though the sight of it made him feel warm and beloved.

"Hello," Kyouya murmured back before he leaned in to kiss Tsuna. Actually, he wasn't sure if he was the one who leaned in or Tsuna was the one who pulled him in, but Kyouya thought that it didn't really matter.

What mattered was Tsuna was here in front of him, kissing him, and they had both survived. They were both here to live another day and hopefully another ten years. That was more than enough.