Pocky is for Herbivores
Nikki: Well, this came to me while eating pocky. Shocker, huh? Anyway, my favorite pairing, 6918 again! But that's why you're here, ne?
Disclaimer: I do NOT own KHR, it belongs to Akira Amano.
Pairing: 6918 (Mukuro x Hibari)
Rating: T
Warnings: Slight OOC. Hibari, Mukuro and a box of pocky.
Hibari Kyoya walked around Namimori like usual. People ran, he got to bite herbivores to death, all was good. Until he came. The most herbivorous person Hibari had ever had the displeasure of meeting. That damn pineapple. And… Was that a box of pocky in his hands?
The Namimori middle school prefect glared at the approaching teenager known as Rokudo Mukuro, raising his tonfas and getting ready to bite the hell out of him. "What are you doing here, pineapple herbivore?"
Mukuro ignored the name and instead walked over happily, ignoring the cold steel now resting against his throat. "Oya? I thought I'd visit you. Kufufu~, that's not so bad, is it Kyoya?"
Hibari only frowned, pressing the tonfa harder against the illusionist's throat. Mukuro smiled happily, having the audacity to poke his nose as well. Hibari's eyes narrowed into slits and he smacked Mukuro in the head, sending the illusionist flying backwards into a wall.
Hibari glared, walking forward. Mukuro sat up, pouting while rubbing his head. "That wasn't very nice Kyoya-kun~!" The taller, but younger, teenager stood, shaking his head slightly.
"Does it look like I care, herbivore? What do you want?" Mukuro's pout turned into a smirk again as he walked closer to the prefect, extending the box of pocky.
"You have heard of the pocky game, yes?" Hibari glared at the red box in the leather clad hand, curious about what his rival was getting at. "I figured we could try it out. First on with the last bite wins~." Hibari knew that taunting voice of his. He was planning something.
"Fine. Only once, give me one." Mukuro raised an eyebrow, smirking in amusement.
"Oya? We have to bite on the same piece!" Hibari' glared at the grinning illusionist like he was crazy. Why in the hell would he ever do something like that with Mukuro?
"No." Mukuro pouted at the deadpan answer.
"Come on! Only once!" Hibari glowered up at the illusionist before swiftly turning around.
"Pocky is for herbivores, herbivore. Now, get out of my school." Mukuro grinned, catching his wrist and turning him around.
"Oh really? How come I've seen you eating it before?" Hibari's eyes widened for a millisecond before narrowing again. Mukuro smiled, opening the box. "Come on Kyoya, just one little stick, alright?"
Hibari huffed, nodding. "Fine. But if you try anything, I'll bite you to death."
"Fair enough," Mukuro flashed a smile, opening the bag in the box and pulling out a biscuit. He put one side in his mouth, Hibari taking the other. "One, two, tree." His words came out different, but Hibari got the meaning and nodded.
The boys began to eat their sides, soon coming together in the middle. Hibari, still not understand what Mukuro really wanted to do with this, began to bite the last bite, only to have his lips attacked by Mukuro's soft ones.
The Japanese's eyes widened as Mukuro's eyes were dancing with amusement. He tried to back away, but his body betrayed him and he kissed the illusionist back. Mukuro's tongue traced against Hibari's bottom lip, asking for entrance.
He parted them, Mukuro's slick muscle snaking in. The two soon began a battle for dominance, Hibari loosing. Mukuro leaned back, touching their noses together. Hibari glared at him, pouting ever so slightly.
"I'll bite you to death."
"Ti voglio bene*, Kyoya."
*~Owari~*
*I love you in Italian (more like I care for you, not as serious as Ti amo)
Nikki: So? Was it good? Was it bad? Tell me in the box down there! I'll give cookies! ^^