Pairing/Characters: Hibari-Dino Plot: Hibari apparently bit the wrong person to death! A curse is placed on him that will torture him for years... a curse in which he experiences intense emotions such as pain, loneliness, fear, happiness, sympathy, and, worst of all... love.
Rating: T Genre: Romance, Hurt/Comfort Style: 10+ Chapters, Third Person Limited- Hibari Kyoya Title: Silent Heartbeat Word Limit: 20,000

Yeah, the Phoenix is starting ANOTHER story! But no worries, everyone~! I can still manage weekly uploads on my three other pride-and-joys, as well as this new fic which I JUST came up with MINUTES AGO!


Sighing quietly, Hibari left the roof to walk back to the Reception Room. Being himself, he didn't believe in any 'curse' that was supposedly cast upon him; why should he, when such things didn't exist?

He was a strong, convicted man, and valued his own opinion above all others. He had hair as black as a raven's, his skin was pale, his eyes were dark gray stones in milky lakes. He wasn't an unattractive man, in fact, some called him beautiful. But only those who didn't know him, since he wasn't exactly a nice man. And one might say he had... well... a bit of an ego.

His footfalls were the only sounds that rang through the pale halls. His coat flowed gracefully behind him as he walked, and his sharp, hawk-like eyes darted about the area, watching for any and every little detail. He was a simple man, Hibari Kyoya was. He lived by his motto 'eternally alone and only rising,' and, as such, refused to allow anything that could possibly hinder him into his life. If something was getting in his way, he would personally deal with it to make sure it didn't bother him again, ever.

In short, Hibari Kyoya hated people.

Not just a particular group of people, either. Hibari Kyoya hated every single being who ever dared to enter his life. For example, Rokudo Mukuro, his rival. This man had stepped into his life one day in the form of a person attacking his school. Hibari had ATTEMPTED to deal out punishment quickly; however, due to certain circumstances, things got complex, and this attacker lives on. But he is, of course, very much so hated by the aforementioned Hibari Kyoya.

Now today was a rather typical day thus far, excluding the unusual antics of today's victim. This girl had refused to obey a single rule in the book, so mister head prefect had some biting to deal out. Naturally, she was a strange case, and she ended up saying her last words with a grin plastered to her face, just like any maniac.

"You just wait, Hibari Kyoya," she had said, "I have cursed you... now you will feel... hehehe~! Hehehe, ahahahahaaa!"

And so, Hibari was 'cursed.'

However, as mentioned, Hibari Kyoya was a simple man, and he was also highly skeptical of such strange notions as 'ghosts,' or 'curses.' Even a haunted house would just make him snort in contempt. It was only habit to brush off the threat of a curse like he would a fly. But little did the prefect know that nothing about this was to be scoffed at. Everything was one hundred percent real.


It had been seven days- a full week- after the curse of Hibari Kyoya. The ravenette was taking his afternoon nap on the roof. It was a sunny, clear day, and there were hardly any clouds about except for Hibari himself. The entire week had been akin to this day- peaceful, easy, and also rather uneventful. Strangely enough, everyone had been in line for a while, and all it was doing was getting on Hibari's nerves.

Hibari's title wasn't for nothing, after all. This demon of Namimori was usually entertained by the biting to death of weak people, but unfortunately, if no one was breaking the rules, or otherwise annoying him, he just couldn't decide who to beat on.

It was on this day that the prefect began to feel something. A sort of longing. A strange feeling that worsened his mood further. It made him feel bad, somehow, that there wasn't anyone around. Could it be that the man was feeling a tad... lonely?

No.

That was impossible.

Hibari stood, then headed off to patrol the halls, figuring he'd go go seek out a playmate himself.

"Kusakabe," he said, coming up to his second-in-command. "You are relieved of patrol for a while; I'm going to take care of it."

"Yes, sir," the other replied, giving a small salute and walking away.

Just short of a moment, Hibari was tempted to call his right hand back and request to patrol with him; of course, he was quickly disgusted by that idea, and brushed it off. He could handle patrolling on his own! What, was he five?


Hibari crossed every path, entered every hallway, searched every corner for a lingering student to pummel. But, to his slight disappointment, any and every student was in their class, awake or otherwise.

Clicking his tongue with dissatisfaction, Hibari returned to the Reception Room, his usual hangout. His room belonged to the Disciplinary Committee in general, but he was the only one in there most of the time. The Reception Room was a pleasant, quiet place. A place where this ravenette would sometimes find his much-needed solitude. However, today in particular, the solitude wasn't a relieving sensation when he entered his room.

Hibari unconciously began to sulk. He wanted human company, and he couldn't find any- which, to him, was very irksome. People were always around when he wanted nothing to do with them, after all, so why was it that everyone was avoiding him now? What had he done wrong?

The prefect took out his cell phone as he sat down on the couch. 'I'll give you my cell number,' the words echoed, 'so call me whenever, Kyoya~.' Dino Cavallone. The single man who had gotten closer to Hibari Kyoya than any other, even though he was still treated the same. Hibari didn't THINK he liked Dino, nor did he THINK that calling him would cheer him up. But, for the sake of ignoring reason, Hibari was fast to dial.

("... Hello?")

"Bronco," Hibari greeted shortly, swinging one leg over his other as he spoke.

("Kyoya?")

"I need to talk to you," the prefect said, "A fight would be best."

("Well, I don't know, Kyoya, I'm a little busy today.")

"With what?" Hibari asked, drumming his fingers impatiently against his leg.

("Work and stuff... I guess.")

"Work and stuff, you guess," Hibari repeated flatly. "I don't care. We need to talk, face-to-face."

("Man, Kyoya, I just got back in Italy three days ago, and I need to get my family in order. Can't it wait?")

The prefect took a moment to wonder that himself, before deciding, "No." His answer was met with a heavy, reluctant sigh, and the prefect officially wanted company, and that alone. The urge had swollen like a bug bite that he needed desperately to scratch. "Dino," Hibari said, "Please."

("... All right, Kyoya. It'll take me a while to get there, though. For now, how about you talk to Tsuna, or Reborn?")

"The baby...?" Hibari wondered aloud, "Where would he be?"

("I don't know, look around. He's always hiding somewhere.")

"... Fine," Hibari muttered. He'd personally had quite enough 'looking around' for one day, if he should say so himself. However, Kyoya didn't have any time to voice his opinion on the matter anyway, because a couple beeps through the phone alerted him to a waiting call. "I've got to go. But I better see you soon."

("Hehe. See you, Kyoya.")

Hibari answered the other call. "Hello?"

("Kyoya, it's your father.")

Hibari felt an unusual spike of fear run through him, and his hand trembled. "Yes, father?" he said in a quieter voice.

("Did you do what I asked of you the last time we talked?")

'What was that again?' Hibari wondered to himself, 'What did he... oh.' "No, father," he murmured.

("Kyoya, how many times do I have to ask before you settle down and get yourself a damned girlfriend?")

"Father, it's not that easy...," Hibari muttered, starting to get nervous as the man's temper rose.

("Why the hell is that? You're a handsome young man, the only reason a girl wouldn't go out with you is if you didn't ask!")

It looked like Hibari was caught red-handed. "No girls here really intrest me," the prefect tried to explain, but he was almost cut off.

("Damn, Kyoya, it's NOT about 'intrest.' It's about the natural order, now you better have SOMEONE by time I make my next call!")

With that, the man hung up, and Hibari silently closed his phone, feeling guilty and angry at his father at the same time. He didn't think it was even possible for him to fall in love. What was his place in this so called 'natural order?' Hibari didn't think one existed. His father was always misunderstanding his comments and explanations, so it seemed like he'd never have a chance for a much-needed heart-to-heart conversation with the aforementioned man.

Hibari Kyoya was a complex man. He had to struggle to keep his family happy with him, and at the same time, he was antisocial and dispised other people. However, his father being much stronger than him, the prefect never really had the chance to stand up against him. He enjoyed the company of the small animals that obeyed him, but was repulsed by humans who bowed down to him, as they were only showing their weakness, which was another thing that the man loathed. Hibari had steel walls of pride and dignity built around him, so thick that no one could penetrate them.

At least, not until he was cursed.

-End Prologue


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