Hibari yanked Yamamoto down the hall of the base to his room and slammed the door after them.

"What's wrong, Kyoya?" Yamamoto asked.

Hibari glared at him. "You don't know… You were starring at Gokudera through that whole fucking meeting!" He snarled.

"Huh?" Yamamoto said with knitted eyebrows.

"You still have feelings for him," he stated.

"Kyoya," Yamamoto said. "You know I love you. He and I broke up six months ago."

"That doesn't change the fact that you still care about him."

Yamamoto sighed. "Of course I still care about him, but I love you Kyoya. I'm not going to leave you, I promise."

Hibari frowned. "But you still love him, don't you?"

Yamamoto hesitated. "I told you I wouldn't leave you, so do I really need to answer that?"

Hibari scowled at him and stormed out of the room. The answer was yes.


The next day Yamamoto and Hibari were sitting in Hibari's room when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Yamamoto called.

Gokudera stepped into the room looking as if he would rather be anywhere else.

"Haya-Gokudera," he corrected himself quickly. "What's up?"

Hibari's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Tenth wanted me to give you this for your next mission," Gokudera muttered holding up a file.

Hibari stood up and snatched it from him and tossed it on the table. He starred at Gokudera for a moment when he suddenly smirked evilly. Gokudera frowned at him, as the other looked him up and down.

"You're actually very cute, Herbivore," he stated.

Gokudera's cheeks turned slightly pink. "Fuck you," he growled and turned towards the door.

Hibari grabbed his wrist and yanked him around and pushed him up against the wall.

"Kyoya," Yamamoto said sounding exasperated.

Hibari ignored him and the steady stream of curse words flowing from Gokudera's mouth. He caught Gokudera's chin in his hand, smirked, and leaned forward to press his lips firmly against the others. Gokudera's eyes widened and Yamamoto made a funny little choking noise. Hibari bit Gokudera's bottom lip and shoved his tongue in his mouth. Gokudera gasped and stopped struggling. Yamamoto left the room quickly and he could feel a slight vibration as Hibari laughed. He shoved Hibari back.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he yelled.

Hibari shrugged dismissively. "I just wanted to see what Takeshi sees in you."

"What are you talking about?"

"Takeshi loves me, but…" He hesitated. "He still loves you too."

Gokudera gapped at him for a moment. "He does not," he said weakly looking down at his shoes.

Hibari ground his teeth in annoyance. Gokudera's lip trembled and Hibari suddenly wanted to kiss him again. Before Gokudera could even blink he had his hands handcuffed and locked above his head. He growled and struggled to escape.

"You're trapped, so quit thrashing," Hibari commanded.

He pulled him into another strong kiss and shoved his tongue back in his mouth. He sucked on Gokudera's tongue making a moan escape his lips. He blushed furiously. Hibari pulled back and snickered. He pushed Gokudera's shirt up and ran a hand over his torso. He rubbed a finger over his nipple.

"Nnghh. Quit it!" Gokudera gasped.

Hibari grinned. "But Hayato, you're getting hard already."

"Shut up and let me go, bastard!"

"Nope," Hibari said. He reached down and unzipped Gokudera's pants and plucked open the button.

"No, no, no! Shit, Hibari stop!" he cried panicked. He was ignored.

Hibari pulled his hardening cock out of his pants and looked it over with interest as he lightly stroked it. Gokudera moaned quietly, his hips jerking forward off their own accord.

"Hibari! If you loved Takeshi then you wouldn't be doing this!"

He stopped and looked up at Gokudera through his bangs. He suddenly undid the cuffs and Gokudera fell in a heap on the floor. He was gone before Gokudera could bellow out a single curse word.

Hibari headed to Yamamoto's room knowing he would be pissed, but he played it cool when he stepped in his room. Yamamoto didn't even look up from his seat on the couch when he came in and closed the door.

"Takeshi," he said coolly.

"Why would you do that?" Yamamoto asked quietly, still not looking at him.

Hibari shrugged. "I just wanted to see what you saw in him."

"Did you figure it out?" He asked dully.

Hibari smirked. "Yes. He's very cute."

Yamamoto finally looked up at him. "So are you done trying to hurt me?"

"That wasn't what I was trying to do," he muttered.

"Hibari, I saw that smirk on your face back there before you kissed him," Yamamoto snapped standing up. "You're trying to get back at me for still caring about him."

Hibari felt as though his stomach had dropped 20 feet. Yamamoto hadn't called him by his surname in a very long time. Was he really that mad?

"T-Takeshi," he said shakily, losing the cool act. "Look, I'm sorry, okay?"

Yamamoto shook his head. "Sorry is not enough. Did you honestly think I would be okay with you doing something like this? We went over this already, I told you I wouldn't leave you, but if you pull any more shit like this then I will."

"I won't! I won't!" He cried sounding more desperate than he wanted.

Yamamoto grabbed him by the collar and yanked him toward the door. "I really don't even want to be around you right now," he said and pushed him out the door and slammed it shut after him.

Hibari blinked back the tears that were threatening to spring free. Yamamoto had never really been mad at him before, even when he was being a jerk. He hurried back to his room and a few other Vongola members had to jump out of the way of him and his moody aura. Hibari hated feeling so weak. No one had ever had his heart before and now Yamamoto was considering throwing it away, because of his malicious actions. So maybe he deserved it, he wasn't always the nicest guy… But to lose Yamamoto just might kill him…He crawled in bed and hid under the blankets.


More to Come! ;)