アキラキツネ

Akira pretty much ignores everything else the boy says.

He hops down when he sees Tsuna head for the stairs, grasping his shirt in his teeth again and carrying him upstairs, dropping him gently in his room.

"You know, it wouldn't kill you to ask for help, would it?"

"Where are you taking me now…?" If only he had a tiny functioning phone he could call for help with. This is a mess. Why him? “Can I ask why you’re so interested in harassing me?”

Akira trots himself and Tsuna to the nearest soft chair, curling up with the tiny human in his paws, giving him one lick before laying his head down. "It's naptime, little human." He fluffed up, nice and warm. "Because you're amusing."

"You know what, I hope foxes are against some sort of rule and Hibari finds you after Gokudera does— Stop licking me!" He puts his hands up, groaning when they’re licked instead of his hair. "Fox… slobber all over my hands…" He wipes it in the fox’s fur. "Yuck."

"Oh I'm probably against a lot of rules. But it really doesn't matter, because again, I can't die." Why stop when he was so delicious? He grinned again, slurping from the tiny human's feet right up to his face, picking him up by the shirt to carry him off to a more comfortable location.

"Yeah, they don’t sound anything like you in the tales." They’re either wise tricksters, or intelligent and faithful friends. Neither of those things are what this one is to Tsuna. Sure, tricksters are annoying— but that’s because of their tricks.

They’re not annoying just because they exist.

"You’re too annoying to be a Kitsune. At least trick me if you’re going to be like that."

"Tricking is boring."

Come on Tsuna, would you want to have to keep coming up with new tricks and ideas for thousands of years? It's not as fun as it sounds.

"Harassing humans like you is much more entertaining."

He kept licking the tiny human. Delicious.

"HIEEEEEEEEEE!!" That wasn’t very loud— "That’s terrible, why not?!" He should probably lower his voice, but he’s currently being squished by a fox. "Let me go, I’m going to die! You weigh too much to press on me!"

The pressure is actually painless, but it’s uncomfortable enough for Tsuna to want it to stop.

He's not even putting any weight on you Tsuna, you're such a baby. "Mm, no. I'm not letting you go. This is way too fun to just let you go, silly boy."

The fox grinned, leaning down to liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick Tsuna's hair. "I can't die because I'm a spirit. Surely you've heard of kitsune, you've lived in Japan all your life, right?"

"Blow you up, like the rest of the stuff he doesn’t like." Tsuna shimmies down his bed post and makes for the door. Sure, he can’t open it, but maybe he can crawl under the bottom. Probably not.

Nice try mini-Tsuna, the fox is used to hunting prey your size. He bounds after the tiny person, pouncing on him gently and pinning him under soft paws. "He could try. I'll just come back though. Didn't I tell you I can't die?"