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Tsuna rubbed at his forehead. He could not bear to watch it, the painful scene that was Ryohei proposing to Hibari. Except, he wasn’t proposing to Hibari, Ryohei had proposed to Hana, and Hana had accepted, and now Ryohei was… well.
“BE MY EXTREME MAN!”
‘Best man,’ Tsuna mouthed to himself, ‘best man.’
“Get out of my face.” Hibari swiped his tonfa at Ryohei, who jumped back into a boxing stance. The new few minutes were filled with an exchange of blows, steal against bandaged wrapped knuckles. No flames, thank god. Tsuna would probably have felt the need to step in if there were ring flames. Primarily because he did not want to deal with paying for property damage.
“I will not,” Duck, swipe, punch, duck, block, fancy footwork boxing term, “get out of your face!” Punch, block, punch, tackle to the ground-
Tackle to the ground?!
Tsuna fumbled in his pants for his pills and gloves.
“OUR BROMANCE EXCEEDS ALL OTHER BROMANCES.” Ryohei pressed his forehead against Hibari’s, shouting loud enough to be heard by the most disabled at the deaf and blind school four miles away. “WE SHARE THE MOST EXTREME OF BROMANCES! BE MY EXTREME MAN HIBARI!”
Hibari threw Ryohei off, and Ryohei soared through the air until he impacted a brick wall. Slowly, he slumped to the ground, a small crated marking his impact point. Hibari dusted off his suit with a diffident air. His next words caused Tsuna to gape.
“Fine, Sasagawa. But there had better be no crowding.”
“BE MY EXTREME MAN!”
‘Best man,’ Tsuna mouthed to himself, ‘best man.’
“Get out of my face.” Hibari swiped his tonfa at Ryohei, who jumped back into a boxing stance. The new few minutes were filled with an exchange of blows, steal against bandaged wrapped knuckles. No flames, thank god. Tsuna would probably have felt the need to step in if there were ring flames. Primarily because he did not want to deal with paying for property damage.
“I will not,” Duck, swipe, punch, duck, block, fancy footwork boxing term, “get out of your face!” Punch, block, punch, tackle to the ground-
Tackle to the ground?!
Tsuna fumbled in his pants for his pills and gloves.
“OUR BROMANCE EXCEEDS ALL OTHER BROMANCES.” Ryohei pressed his forehead against Hibari’s, shouting loud enough to be heard by the most disabled at the deaf and blind school four miles away. “WE SHARE THE MOST EXTREME OF BROMANCES! BE MY EXTREME MAN HIBARI!”
Hibari threw Ryohei off, and Ryohei soared through the air until he impacted a brick wall. Slowly, he slumped to the ground, a small crated marking his impact point. Hibari dusted off his suit with a diffident air. His next words caused Tsuna to gape.
“Fine, Sasagawa. But there had better be no crowding.”