(A/N- Edited 7/9/13) I've decided to turn this one-shot into a multi-chapter story. It won't be long, and I took it into consideration after reading Ishieeee's review. I really loved the fact that people liked it and reviewed! I would also like to thank Orithyea for the suggestions and corrections, I really appreciate it!
It was a long day at work. And as usual, he was starving. Namimori wasn't usually this rambunctious, he thought warily. Enforcing discipline and order a degree more aggressively will be in immediate effect.
Frowning, he slung his black jacket over his shoulder and smoothed his hair down. Being the Head Chief of the Namimori Police Department demanded an impeccable appearance and a cool composure. At the young age of twenty-five, Hibari Kyouya was appointed to an important position and surpassed his peers in the training academy with his natural ability and strength. Within a few months of joining the Namimori Police Department, Hibari became the Police Chief. It was an occupation that took most of his time and energy, especially with a stack of reports waiting on his desk every day. The only minutes of relaxation he really had were for his lunch break, and that was something he secretly looked forward to.
Sighing, Hibari quickly made his way to the usual stroll to the place he's been a customer to for the past ten years. It's been his routine for the past decade and everybody in Namimori knew it. Everyone would steer clear, it was common knowledge that crowds never appealed to his tastes, or those he deemed weak.
He could hear footsteps behind him. Hibari stopped walking, and directed his attention at his second-in-command, Kusakabe.
"Kyou-san, are you going to the usual place?'' He asked, clearly concerned at his boss's sudden disappearance in the office. Hibari didn't leave the station unless it was absolutely necessary.
"It is my lunch break, is it not?" he replied. The wrinkles on the lavender shirt and dark circles under perpetually narrowed eyes silently told him the Hibari was definitely in need of a break.
"Yes Kyou-san, we were just wondering where you were, that's all,'' he confirmed. He was slightly worried at his superior's absence, he knew the man could take care of himself, but that didn't mean the Skylark was invincible when it came to personal care. At the mention of his superior's destination, Kusakabe quickly hid the smile that would threaten his life. Worry was soon replaced with amusement; he knew where his boss was heading to. He's heading to that place, to see a particular person he had a keen interest in, not that Hibari would ever admit it.
"Fine. Don't be foolish. I know how to take care of myself,'' he said. "Now stop being incompetent and discipline Namimori."
"Yes, Kyou-san,'' Kusakabe replied respectfully, bowing to his superior and disappearing into the shadows of the alley.
It was late and darkness enveloped the town into a blanket of tranquility and of course, fear. Unlike others, he wasn't frightened of the dark. Instead, it fueled his lust to crush his enemy underfoot and establish peace on those who purged and dare defile Namimori. His stride came in as strong and confident, and that promised indomitable strength. He made a turn into the dark alley.
The place he always went to was a bakery. Not just any bakery, but The Bakery. People didn't even call it by its real name, since it was French but most attempted to pronounce it correctly (and failed). It wasn't grand or considerably great in size. It was the opposite actually. And always open.
Pretty small, but it was always crowded. This was the only place Hibari Kyouya chose to crowd in. People didn't even leave the bakery when he arrived, that's what made it truly special. In there, he wasn't anybody exceptional, just a normal citizen of Namimori.
The tinkling of the bell welcomed him, and he inhaled the sweet aroma of freshly baked pastries. The cakes were generously displayed in glass cases, while the cookies of various types were showcased on glittery baskets. The cupcakes adorned the mini cupboards and rolls upon rolls of sweets littered the counter.
It's been ten years, and this place hasn't changed.
"Have a nice day! Come back soon!"
Hibari's stare landed on a brunet man, smiling brightly at the crowd of customers. His untamable hair and wide brown eyes never changed either. His cheerful demeanor was what attracted many patrons in the first place. The man's hands were covered in flour and his apron was splattered with all types of colors and dyes.
This herbivore was always tending to the bakery, whether he was swept off with a 104 degree fever or dazed because of a two hour sleep. It was admirable. He's known Sawada Tsunayoshi for ten years, but he's never actually held a full conversation with him other than ordering the usual or threatening to bite him to death.
After a long wait, it was his turn.
''The usual, Hibari-san?''
"Of course herbivore, what else would it be?'' He couldn't help but say, taking his wallet out, and placing a few neat bills on the counter.
Tsuna scowled. "No,'' he said, shoving the money back on Hibari's hand, who narrowed his eyes in response. Did the herbivore just deny payment? Was he being pointlessly rude or stupid?
"Excuse me?'' he replied coldly, ready to shove the money in the Tsuna's mouth if necessary. He despised taking favors from others, much less being indebted to them. However, the baker was looking at him with such seriousness that it made the Hibari consider. It was definitely unusual, Sawada Tsunayoshi has never spoken to him with such seriousness, much less rejected his money.
But the man had a look of defiance and a fierce glint in his eye, and his interest was definitely piqued.
"No,'' Tsuna replied stubbornly. "And if you insist one more time, I will triple the amount of your order,'' he said solemnly. The basket was overflowing with cookies and other pastries he was absolutely sure he did not order.
His eyes focused on the basket, the cookies stacked neatly on top of one another, inviting.
Every day, Hibari would come to this bakery on his lunch break and order the same pastry, which would usually accompany his tea. These cookies attracted many citizens of Namimori, and Hibari was not an exception. Each cookie was in the shape of a cloud and laced with sky blue icing and orange sprinkles and the insides were engorged with creamy smooth chocolate.
Without hesitating, Hibari plucked a cookie from the basket and took a small bite, earning a small smile from Tsuna, but it quickly morphed into a self-satisfied grin. Hesitating, he placed more cookies in the basket, ignoring the dark glare. "I only want the usual.''
"Most people usually see a free basket of cupcakes, cookies, and macaroons as a blessing,'' Tsuna laughed, clearly trying to keep the situation light. "I want to ask you a question,'' he added, handing a customer's order and cutting a big slice of cake for the next.
Hibari chewed thoughtfully, wondering why the herbivore was being difficult and treating him with free desserts. No one actually did that unless they desired something. They were having a full conversation (Hibari refused to speak for more than five minutes, so this was turning into an eternal verbal exchange, he supposed). "I'm not like most people. As for your request, I will stay as long as it consumes no more of my time,'' he supplied shortly.
Tsuna leaned in closely and laid a hand on his shoulder. Hibari stopped mid-bite, and was caught off guard at the baker's strong grip; again, physical contact wasn't welcome either. Perhaps Sawada Tsunayoshi had a strong wish to be bitten to death. "Hibari-san, would you mind waiting for me until the bakery is closed?'' he asked quietly, his eyes silently pleading for a 'yes'. Hibari managed to catch Tsuna's scent: cookies and sugar. It was surprisingly pleasant. And Tsuna's eyes were tinted with a fiery orange.
"Yes, I would mind,'' he said, intrigued at the strange request. There was a fleeting second that a look of hurt crossed the baker's features, but it changed into a small pout instead. It was true though, he's actually overspending his time here at the bakery; he's supposed to be at the station now, finished with his box of cookies. Instead he was here, arguing with the baker over a trivial matter..
"I need to give you something,'' Tsuna insisted, tightening his grip on Hibari's shoulder. The crowd of customers was slowly dwindling as the street lights turned off, one by one. Hibari frowned. Give him something?
"Is it important?''
"Yes. Very,'' Tsuna said, his voice laced with conviction.
"Fine. But hurry, or I will bite you to death,'' he threatened, grudgingly taking the basket full of sweets. Tsuna looked at him gratefully, and quickly tended to his customers with a newfound fervor.
Slightly regretting his choice to wait for the baker, he ruefully looked at the crowd and at the frilly tables. Everything's too pink, he thought, wrinkling his nose as he sat on the small laced chair. Still, he was reluctantly interested in what Tsuna wanted to give him. His gaze landed on the said baker, as he flashed the same cheerful smile to all customers.
Each smile was brighter than the one before, and he genuinely seemed happy tending to the bakery and its customers. Such a cheerful herbivore. A stubborn and difficult cheerful herbivore, he corrected himself. He looked at his watch, knowing that he was purposefully abandoning his job, but frankly he didn't care.
Time was slowly passing, and sitting and being useless was making him restless. Why did he even agree to this? He's not disciplining Namimori, not to mention he's just sitting on a small chair suited for a dwarf and eating cookies.
As he was about to leave, he heard the lock of the cash register and the silence of the bakery registered in his mind.
"I'm done, Hibari-san,'' Tsuna said, whistling a familiar tune and untying his apron.
"Is that the Namimori Anthem?" he asked slowly, bristling at the familiar song of the school he cherished. Hibird still sings it to him and he never grows tired of listening while reading a relaxing novel.
Tsuna furrowed his brow. "Yeah, I loved my middle school years,'' he said, washing his hands clean. He smiled slightly. "It's where I met my friends. Well, they're family now, but friends nonetheless. And I met you, so I guess you can call them great.''
Hibari blinked, a bit stunned at the response. He silently watched Tsuna do some last minute cleaning and locking windows. "I don't want to get robbed again,'' he explained, setting the alarm. Quickly, he pulled a huge purple box out of a shelf and heaved it up on his arms, making sure it was balanced. "Let's go now Hibari-san.''
Hibari nodded in agreement, and let Tsuna take the lead. The night was empty and dark, but Tsuna's steps were sure and confident. Only the street lights gave the way, and the town's silence was intimidating, but peaceful all the same. However, the walk was becoming a long one, and he could tell Tsuna was having trouble holding the purple box.
"I'll take that herbivore. Watching you struggle is unsightly,'' he finally said. Tsuna looked at him embarrassed, but thankful at the offer. The Skylark took the box (which was heavier than it looked) and followed the other into the obscurity. His surroundings told him he was at Namimori Park, but the park was bare, with only the post and stars as a source of light.
"You can put the box there Hibari-san,'' Tsuna suggested, pointing to a picnic table. With a small grunt, he carefully placed the box on the table and watched it apprehensively.
"Is this what you have to give me?'' he said disbelievingly, a little annoyed that he walked such a long distance for no reason.
"Of course. I thought we should eat it together and spend some time. It's a special day after all.''
"Eat?''
"Yes, Hibari-san. It's cake,'' he said cheerfully, taking out two paper plates and forks. "That's why I dressed all formal today.'' And it was true. He was dressed in a white button up shirt, for once. The first two were undone and the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. His black pants were ironed and not a speck of flour was on them.
Special day? As far as he knew, it was any other day. However, his bemusement was ignored as Tsuna began unwrapping the box and opening it cautiously. "It was baked today for you and I made sure customers couldn't see it." After opening it, he took a small knife out of his pocket and began slicing it expertly.
It looked good, he admitted. The cake was covered in lavender icing and decorated with white fluffy clouds. In beautiful script, it read Happy Birthday Hibari-san.
It's definitely not what he expected, it made biting Tsuna to death almost rude.
"Happy birthday Hibari-san,'' Tsuna said, smiling, giving him a big slice of cake, while he also served himself a generous portion. "It's also our eleven years of knowing each other,'' he added, chewing thoughtfully.
"And what significance does that have."
"Well, you came to my bakery for the first time on your birthday. That was when you were the Head of the Disciplinary Committee. I recognized Hibari-san from school and that was the first time you tried my cookies,'' he said. "I was fourteen."
Oh. Yes, he remembered now. Dame-Tsuna.
He remembered the boy's cheeks flushing whenever he was reminded of his infamous nickname. He knew he was irritable that day, and was in need to be alone. And as he had walked into a remote area of Namimori, he stumbled upon a bakery he never knew existed and it was crowded. Still, the crowd had appealed to him in a way, they didn't seem to be crowding for a useless reason, but for a purpose. He had made the crowd part and grow silent as he passed the others with his tonfa, and stormed inside. In the center of the hubbub, there was a familiar figure with wild brown hair.
He had looked absolutely ridiculous, with an oversized apron covered with icing and sprinkles, as he was quickly rushing to give people their orders. It was him, the herbivore and a second-year from Nami-chu. "Sawada Tsunayoshi, cookies,'' he had ordered, a scowl overtaking his features. Tsuna's eyes widened in fear and surprise. He scratched his cheek and avoided his gaze.
"W-well, I only have cookies that are my own recipe, but they're not part of the menu yet,'' he said hesitatingly.
"It doesn't matter.''
"You might not like them.''
"Don't make me repeat myself."
"Y-yes Hibari-san,'' he stammered, scurrying to the counter and hastily putting seven cookies in a box. Hand shaking slightly, he handed the box to an extended hand. The Skylark was handing him money in exchange when Tsuna gave him a small frown. "It's your birthday Hibari-san, so they're free, and I'm not sure if they're good enough, so no need to pay. Have a good afternoon.''
"Fine. I will see you tomorrow. If you're late like always, I will bite you to death and give you detention.'' A small 'okay' was replied before he left the bakery. He opened the small box and looked at the cookie apprehensively taking a small bite. Their exchange was one among many that were to come.
''It was surprisingly edible,'' he remarked, watching Tsuna chew on his cake thoughtfully as he recalled an archaic, albeit, slightly sentimental moment.
"I knew you liked them. You came back every day and that was when my grandfather allowed them to be part of the menu. And I named them after you,'' Tsuna admitted sheepishly, tugging at his collar nervously. He looked away, his face turning pink, but it was hard to tell in the moonlight. The night was quiet and all he could hear was the baker's breathing.
Hibari raised an eyebrow.
This herbivore—He was an enigma. Almost magnetizing, but still somewhat independent, which he admired.
"Hibari-san."
"Yes."
Tsuna lost the shyness in his demeanor, and Hibari had a vague idea of what was going to happen. And he didn't find himself minding, because he understood the predatory glint in those brutally expressive eyes. They looked almost alluring, and he wanted more. For once. "I want to give you an actual gift. I'm going to kiss you." His voice was deceptively calm, but that made it even better.
Without any further thought crossing his mind, he leaned in and quickly pressed his lips to Tsuna's, who responded eagerly and gasped into the kiss.
Hibari helped himself in gently biting Tsuna's lower lip, keeping a gentle grasp on Tsuna's shoulders. He could taste the icing with his tongue, exploring and consuming the other so intensely, then again, he hasn't kissed anyone like this ever. Hibari didn't consider his actions as he cupped Tsuna's cheek, feeling its warmth and softness underneath his fingertips. Biting a trail and leaving a warmth that was suddenly too much, Tsuna started to tentatively return the kiss just as vigorously, letting the plate go and wrapping his hands around Hibari's neck as his breathing quickened.
Tilting Tsuna's chin carefully, Hibari deepened the kiss, and the small moan in return granted him unspoken permission to not only let himself explore with his mouth, but with his hands. He could feel Tsuna's fingers twirling among his hair, and he pressed the Tsuna's body against his, letting the other shiver and pull his shirt desperately. "Hibari-san,'' he panted, hungrily threading his fingers in black hair and clawing at the other's chest. He leaned down and let Hibari brush his sides, firmly pressing his fingers on his hips, keeping him in place. The scent of sugar and cookies mingled with lavender, and before Tsuna realized it, he was lying down on the picnic table, open to Hibari's stare.
Panting, Tsuna looked up at him with a small smile. "You caught me off guard,'' he gasped, his cheeks flushing pink. The light from the post made him glow faintly, his skin a radiant white. He looked strikingly beautiful.
"You didn't mind, Tsunayoshi.'' Hibari's voice rasped lowly, and yes. Tsuna blinked, not expecting to be called by his name, and suddenly all he felt was Hibari, and this time he knew what he wanted.
"You're bold. I like that,'' Tsuna breathed, feeling the warmth of the Hibari's breathing on his neck. Hibari smirked, leaving a trail of kisses and featherlike touches, teasing him (clearly enjoying it), leaving him wanting more because what he was doing was suddenly not enough. A moan passed through his lips as he attempted to calm his pounding heart, a familiar heat was tightening in his core as Hibari bit down and ran his tongue leisurely, and with a swift move he unbuttoned Tsuna's shirt and ran his fingers on his collar bone. Tsuna shivered, and he pressed himself harder to Hibari's warmth because any contact alleviated his need to the park's openness, he wanted someone to see them, to see that Hibari-san was his.
"You're cold?" Hibari's voice was thinly laced with concern and Tsuna had to bite down the smile because Hibari Kyouya was asking him about his well-being. His stomach fluttered, but knowing he was half-naked in a public place where children played suddenly made the idea of going further almost vulgar.
"Give me your jacket." Hibari nodded, covering him with his black police blazer, and stood up with a smug smirk on his face. Tsuna sat up, dazed and breathless, his cheeks reddening and his body protesting at the lack of physical contact. "Stop looking like that, we can go further next time, Hibari-san."
"I'll hold you to your word. Are you still cold?"
"Not really, just tired."He reveled in the jacket's warmth and smell "It's late, but I really did want to give you your present, so it's worth it." Tsuna smiled softly, and wrapped the jacket around himself, inhaling deeply and suppressing another request for more.
"I'll walk you home,'' Hibari said, holding the cake and resting a possessive hand on his shoulder. Tsuna nodded, crossing the empty streets of Namimori. Both walked in comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company. Various closed buildings and shops looked ominous in the dark, but he felt comfort in Hibari's company and at the fact that there was something more between them than just customer and seller.
His apartment complex was coming into view and he quickly scavenged his pockets for his keys. The steps creaked underneath their weight and Hibari ruffled his hair, a gesture he almost sighed at. "I'll see you tomorrow Hibari-san,'' he said, giving Hibari a small kiss on the cheek. Tomorrow's outlook seemed pleasing.
"I know."
(A/N) I know I haven't updated my story, An Endless Beginning, but I started Chapter 5 so I'll update pretty soon. I have no internet so it's hard being active. So I wrote this and I kind of got lazy in the end, but I hope you like it anyway. I promised you guys a one-shot for Hibari's birthday, and it's late, I know. This was my first attempt at a kissing scene and I have yet to write smut. D: I hope you liked this one shot and another one will (maybe) be uploaded soon.
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