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Panting slightly, Yamamoto Takeshi slipped behind a crate. He looked around the abandoned warehouse, eyes searching for his partner cum boyfriend, Hibari Kyoya. Spotting the other in the other corner of the room, he smiled lightly to himself.

Hibari was slowly moving towards the small famiglia called Foglia, approaching the group from the back. With all their weapons pointing towards Yamamoto's crate, none of them noticed the skylark sneaking up from the back. 'He'll be able to pull it off', Yamamoto thought happily. Reaching out, Hibari grabbed the nearest famiglia member and smashed his head with a tonfa. Letting out a small gasp, the man lost consciousness and fell to the floor.

The other members whipped their heads around, shocked by the scene. The cloud guardian just gave a tiny, cruel smile before jumping into the middle of the group, fighting with everyone in the famiglia from the heart of their huddle.

Reading Hibari's situation, Yamamoto jumped into the fray too, wielding Shigure Kintoki like the master swordsman that he was. The odds were leaning towards them, but the two strongest Guardians of the Vongola had skills that far outweighed those in the opposing famiglia. Both fought with all their might; Yamamoto whirling around like a whirlwind, unleashing form after form of the Shigure Soen Ryu, while Hibari danced around gracefully with his tonfas, as if he did this routine of beating others up daily.

Not long after, the members of the Italian branch of Foglia were all sprawled around on the floor of the warehouse, either knocked out, severely injured or dead. Hibari noticed that all the men had a tattoo of a leaf on the back of their right hands. Yamamoto reached for a piece of cloth that he saw on a table in the room and started to clean Shigure Kintoki, rubbing away all the blood from its gleaming blade.

"Ne ne, Kyoya, our mission was successful! It's our first one together in… six months, right? Haha, wasn't it fun?" Yamamoto exclaimed happily as he went over to hug his boyfriend.

"… It wasn't successful." Hibari stated bluntly before elbowing Yamamoto in the stomach, pushing him down and away from his body.

"Oh? What do you mean?" Yamamoto rubbed his stomach from where he was sitting on the floor.

"Your arm. You herbivore" Hibari threw the two words over his shoulder curtly as he began to walk out of the warehouse, heading towards the Vongola Mansion where they all lived and worked in. 'You idiot. Getting injured does not make a mission successful…'

'My arm? Oh, it's only a small cut, probably from one of their knives…' Yamamoto rubbed at the cut absently, wiping away little drips of blood that had already stopped flowing from the wound. Standing up, Yamamoto stumbled a little, feeling a bit light headed.

~3 weeks later~

'Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out.' Having trouble with his breathing while practising the different forms of Shigure Soen Ryu, Yamamoto sat down heavily on the floor. His schedule was fully worked out – his sparring time with Hibari was about to begin. As if Hibari had read his mind, he stepped into the training room where Yamamoto was, wearing his usual suit and purple dress shirt. Looking up, Yamamoto exclaimed, "Kyoya!", stood up shakily, and went over to kiss him. With a glint in his eye, Hibari pulled out his tonfas before Yamamoto could reach him.

"Fight me, and if you can pin me down, you can kiss me" Yamamoto sighed, knowing Hibari would always get his way no matter what he said. Picking up Shigure Kintoki, he readied himself for a long fight… only to be utterly defeated, Shigure Kintoki lying halfway across the room, and with Hibari sitting on his chest, a tonfa held tightly against his throat. 'Damn it, why did I lose so fast again? I used to be able to hold up for at least half an hour, now I'm not even touching 10 minutes the past few weeks!'

Staring down at the man below him, Hibari felt a slight sense of disgust. Where was the carnivore that he had fallen in love with? Who replaced him with such a big herbivore? Hibari did not want to look at his lover anymore – the lover who caused him so much disgust now. Did he love the man, or the man's fighting? Not wanting to look at him anymore, Hibari stood up and left the room, muttering a quiet "Herbivore" while exiting the room.

Yamamoto sighed and lay back down. 'Why am I always so tired lately? My stamina has also gone down so much… Sigh… And now even Hibari is mad at me because I can't fight him properly… What's wrong with me?'

Getting up from the ground slowly, Yamamoto went to tell Tsuna that he would be going out for a bit, and leaving the mansion, he went to visit Dr Angelo, a doctor that Reborn had recommended when they first reached Italy. After giving Yamamoto a full body checkup, Dr Angelo gave him the green light. He was completely healthy.

'Hmm, if there's nothing wrong with me, why do I have all these symptoms? Ah well, if the doctor says I'm fine, that means I'm fine.' Yamamoto felt a bit giddy again, but just brushed it off as a side effect of the tests that he had just gone through, returning back to the Vongola Mansion.

HOW IS IT? The title may not have any relation to the first chapter, but as we progress into the story, it'll make more sense! I'll try to upload the next chapter as soon as possible! Please Read and Review! CC are accepted! Thanks