[Fic] Reborn!: Awkward Situations
I wrote this in 20 minutes. DO NOT EXPECT QUALITY LITERATURE FOR YOUR SAKE AND MINE... though if something really makes no sense, please tell me. =3=
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Title: Awkward Situations
Series/Characters: [Reborn!] Lambo Bovino. Plus, cameos from Yamamoto, Lanchia, Reborn.
Disclaimer: Amano's. Not mine.
Word Count: 373
Notes: Prepubescent Lambo has a tendency to... cling suggestively and gleefully (if his expression "8D" is of any indication) to various surfaces. His future counterpart deals with the unfortunate consequences. Slight crack and a hint of "what-if."
Dedication: meitachi for finally succumbing to my pimping ("Someone should write fic about what Lambo is doing 10 years in the future! :D One day he will be sexin' it up and then get jerked unpleasantly into the past, hee") and cracktastic for scanning in the end-chapter doodles of volume 16 (especially this one).
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Awkward Situations
by kasugai gummie
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Lambo hadn’t forgotten the finer points to his childhood. Especially not when he tended to relive them, literally, on a weekly basis.
His younger self had a lot of bad habits. There was no forgetting the stashes of candy he kept next to the grenades-in his hair. The bazooka-turned-security blanket issue was also rather hard to disregard.
But the one habit that Lambo would probably give up his left horn and fashionable silk shirts for, in order to forget, had got to be this.
“I am so sorry,” he murmured around a mouthful of standard issue uniform, studiously not looking up the lean leg upon which he clung. He didn’t really want to further subject himself to what had to be Yamamoto’s version of a “what the fuck??” expression.
“... hey Gokudera, is it just me or did Lambo get heavier?”
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It was a good thing he wasn’t afraid of heights. It was a horrible crime to humanity that he’d been in the middle of stir-frying when he’d suddenly found himself clutching onto the rough plaster of a lamppost.
“Future Lambo!”
Lambo chanced a look down. The young Vongola looked aghast. Not that he blamed him.
Lambo fidgeted his apron strings and closed his eyes. “I can explain.”
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“I apologize on the behalf of my younger self-”
Lanchia merely grunted cautiously as Lambo extricated himself from his perch.
“-and should he ever start, ah, clinging...”
“You mean humping?” Lanchia corrected, deadpan and wry.
Lambo sighed in defeat. “Yes, yes, humping-”
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“Oh-holy-cows-of-india-I’m-going-to-die-fucking-”
“Well, if you really wanted to go that way, I’m sure that could be arranged.”
Lambo had the good grace to curl up on his nakedness and not stare too conspicuously. “... this isn’t what it looks like.”
Reborn shifted in his Leon hammock, a pint-sized study of disinterest presenting his back to his unexpected visitor. “Deliver a message for me,” he said in a tone that brook no arguments. “‘Stop placing the marks for all the world to see. Watch his back.’”
It wouldn’t be until Lambo ‘poof-ed’ back and discovered the trail of blemishes leading up his ass the morning after, that he understood what that message really entailed.
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Fin
Completed: August 9, 2007
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1) Lambo humping Yamamoto’s leg --> see my icon (it was um... during the Rings battle?)
2) Lambo atop of Lanchia’s head --> cracktastic’s post on volume 16.
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ETA: OMAKE!
Yamamoto: ::peers at Lambo:: You know...
Lambo: ::SHAME::
Yamamoto: You kind of look different. Have you been gaining weight? ::aside to Tsuna:: I thought childrens' metabolisms were supposed to be fast?
Lambo: ... whatthefuck.
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Have a lot of other things to update on, so will be making a "past week in review" type post during the weekend, or something.
TOMORROW'S MY LAST DAY OF INTERNING *A* (which means the two weeks of physician-shadowing will begin soon orz)
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Title: Awkward Situations
Series/Characters: [Reborn!] Lambo Bovino. Plus, cameos from Yamamoto, Lanchia, Reborn.
Disclaimer: Amano's. Not mine.
Word Count: 373
Notes: Prepubescent Lambo has a tendency to... cling suggestively and gleefully (if his expression "8D" is of any indication) to various surfaces. His future counterpart deals with the unfortunate consequences. Slight crack and a hint of "what-if."
Dedication: meitachi for finally succumbing to my pimping ("Someone should write fic about what Lambo is doing 10 years in the future! :D One day he will be sexin' it up and then get jerked unpleasantly into the past, hee") and cracktastic for scanning in the end-chapter doodles of volume 16 (especially this one).
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Awkward Situations
by kasugai gummie
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Lambo hadn’t forgotten the finer points to his childhood. Especially not when he tended to relive them, literally, on a weekly basis.
His younger self had a lot of bad habits. There was no forgetting the stashes of candy he kept next to the grenades-in his hair. The bazooka-turned-security blanket issue was also rather hard to disregard.
But the one habit that Lambo would probably give up his left horn and fashionable silk shirts for, in order to forget, had got to be this.
“I am so sorry,” he murmured around a mouthful of standard issue uniform, studiously not looking up the lean leg upon which he clung. He didn’t really want to further subject himself to what had to be Yamamoto’s version of a “what the fuck??” expression.
“... hey Gokudera, is it just me or did Lambo get heavier?”
___________________________________________________________
It was a good thing he wasn’t afraid of heights. It was a horrible crime to humanity that he’d been in the middle of stir-frying when he’d suddenly found himself clutching onto the rough plaster of a lamppost.
“Future Lambo!”
Lambo chanced a look down. The young Vongola looked aghast. Not that he blamed him.
Lambo fidgeted his apron strings and closed his eyes. “I can explain.”
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“I apologize on the behalf of my younger self-”
Lanchia merely grunted cautiously as Lambo extricated himself from his perch.
“-and should he ever start, ah, clinging...”
“You mean humping?” Lanchia corrected, deadpan and wry.
Lambo sighed in defeat. “Yes, yes, humping-”
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“Oh-holy-cows-of-india-I’m-going-to-die-fucking-”
“Well, if you really wanted to go that way, I’m sure that could be arranged.”
Lambo had the good grace to curl up on his nakedness and not stare too conspicuously. “... this isn’t what it looks like.”
Reborn shifted in his Leon hammock, a pint-sized study of disinterest presenting his back to his unexpected visitor. “Deliver a message for me,” he said in a tone that brook no arguments. “‘Stop placing the marks for all the world to see. Watch his back.’”
It wouldn’t be until Lambo ‘poof-ed’ back and discovered the trail of blemishes leading up his ass the morning after, that he understood what that message really entailed.
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Fin
Completed: August 9, 2007
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1) Lambo humping Yamamoto’s leg --> see my icon (it was um... during the Rings battle?)
2) Lambo atop of Lanchia’s head --> cracktastic’s post on volume 16.
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ETA: OMAKE!
Yamamoto: ::peers at Lambo:: You know...
Lambo: ::SHAME::
Yamamoto: You kind of look different. Have you been gaining weight? ::aside to Tsuna:: I thought childrens' metabolisms were supposed to be fast?
Lambo: ... whatthefuck.
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Have a lot of other things to update on, so will be making a "past week in review" type post during the weekend, or something.
TOMORROW'S MY LAST DAY OF INTERNING *A* (which means the two weeks of physician-shadowing will begin soon orz)