Author's Note: First fic... No flames, I'm really, really bad with critism.D:

Rating will change. ...I think.

Hibari Kyoya let out a yawn, so far, it's been a peaceful day at Namimori. He was currently lying down on the roof of the school, as he usually did, gazing at the sky. No herbivores to disrupt the discipline. He lazily raised a hand upward, almost as if he could touch the vast light blue sky, and the soft white clouds that slowly passed by. The sky is Sawada Tsunayoshi. Or so everyone said. And I'm the cloud? Or so everyone said. The prefect hate being affiliated with anything, so he chose to ignore most of what the Bronco and the Herbivore said. Even so, he wore the ring. His reasoning was if he did, maybe he would be able to have a fight with the baby that was always with Tsuna. Well, that was his excuse anyways. A small, fluffy yellow bird landed on Hibari's hand. Hibari lowered his hand, and the bird cutely jumped off and chose his favourite spot on his owner's shoulder and nuzzled closer. Why am I thinking about this? Hibari shook his head, closed his eyes, and was lulled into a dreamless sleep by the unusually tranquil Namimori.

"Ehh? H-Hibari-san?" questioned a nervous voice.

Hibari opened his eyes, yawned and blinked, he was still looking at the same sky as before. Hibari propped himself up on his elbows, and yawned again. "Herbivore," the prefect acknowledged, "What are you doing here?" He glanced at the scene before him: Sawada Tsunayoshi, his best friends Yamamoto Takeshi, and Gokudera Hayato. The third year Sasagawa Ryohei seemed to be else where.

"Hiieee! G-gomen Hibari-san!" Tsuna stuttered, and Hibari looked boredly at him. "We, a-ah, usually have l-lunch h-here."

"Oh?" Hibari narrowed his eyes, "Is that so? Regardless, you should know not to wake me up."

Tsuna squealed, "Hiieee!" for the second time. Hibari stood up, irritated, tonfas in hand - all the 'hiieee's were giving him a head ache.

"Bastard! I'll protect you, Juudaime!" shouted his self-declared right-hand man, who had jumped in front of Tsuna, lighting up explosives. Hibari smirked, I doubt that.

"Maa, maa, Gokudera," cooed Yamamoto, trying to restrain him, still with a carefree smile on his face.

"Don't touch me, baseball-baka." Gokudera hissed.

"Extreme boxer Ryohei has arrived!" Ryohei shouted, suddenly coming into the scene, "Hibari's going to join us for an extreme lunch?" Everyone turned their head toward Ryohei, who stood at the door, not really understanding what was the situation.

"Ah, that's a good idea, senpai." Yamamoto faced the skylark, "Hibari, why don't you have lunch with us? You don't have other plans, ne?" Gokudera shot a death stare at Yamamoto who just grinned sheepishly.

Hibari narrowed his eyes. He opened his mouth to decline when a small voice interrupted him, "A-ano, it would be nice if Hibari-san could eat with us for once."

"Hn?" Hibari looked at Tsuna. Tsuna feared Hibari, even though he was one of his guardians. He ran away from the skylark, and apologized for anything in fear of being bitten to death. But he never failed to created weird feelings in Hibari's stomach, though Hibari brushed it off as irritation, and desire to bite him to death. But now Tsuna wanted Hibari to join him? Hibari almost reconsidered, but his self-control and hatred for crowding won. "I must decline. . ." the prefect said coldly, while turning around.

"Aw," Yamamoto pouted, "Another time!" He made his way past the crowd of herbivores, and back into the Reception Office, where he sat in silence, filling out forms.

Tsuna sat down staring blankly into space. I know Hibari doesn't like crowding. . . but doesn't he ever get lonely? I never see him with anyone, unless he's biting them to death. Maybe he is lonely. Tsuna stood up without thinking. "Juudaime?" Gokudera said, breaking his train of thought.

"Erm, I'm gonna go check on Hibari-san, Gokudera-kun."

"Tch. Don't worry about him, Juudaime, he's not worth your attention."

Tsuna slightly smiled. "I'll see you guys later." he called as he made his way down the stairs.

When Tsuna was out of sight, Gokudera sighed. "Juudaime's too kind to everyone."

"That's why we like him so much." Yamamoto said.

"Especially a certain prefect." Reborn said, sailing through the air just above them, with a green parachute. The three Guardians stared at Reborn.

"Ehhh? Who?" Yamamoto asked.

Reborn smirked his signature smirk, "Why, no one other than our very own Cloud Guardian."

"What?"

"That's why you have to help me with a plan. We're gonna try to get Tsuna and Hibari together."

"A-ah, Reborn-san, are you sure?" Gokudera asked.

"I'm positive."

Yamamoto laughed, "This seems fun, I'll join."

"I'll help to the extreme!" Ryohei also agreed, raising a fist. "ANOTHER EXTREME MATCH MAKING PLAN!"

Gokudera sweat-dropped, "Another?"

"How do you think you and Yamamoto got together, Gokudera?" Reborn asked. "It wasn't easy. Ryohei and I were beginning to think you guys would never admit your feelings. Even after several set ups. And that one date."

Gokudera flushed red, unable to speak, and Yamamoto laughed again, "Ah, so that was you, kid? I'll help you as much as I can."

"Alright," Reborn said, after a couple minutes explaining his plan.

"We start tomorrow."

"Yosh!"

"To the EXTREME!"

". . ."

"Gokudera?"

"Yes, Reborn-san?"

"You want Tsuna to be happy, right?"

"H-hai! Of course!"

"Then help us. Trust me, Tsuna will be overjoyed."

Gokudera contemplated this for a little bit, ". . .fine. If it's for Juudaime. . ."

Reborn smirked, "Good."

A few minutes later Hibari heard a soft knock at the door. The door turned, and Tsuna cautiously stepped in. "Ano, Hibari-san," he hesitated, "Can I h-have lunch with y-you?" The boy smiled, and glanced questioningly at the prefect.

"Oh? Any reason for this, herbivore?"

"Well. . . H-Hibari-san's always by himself, s-so, I thought I could give him some company." Tsuna stuttered.

"Hn?" Hibari didn't want to pass this opportunity up, he was quite interested in this herbivore's bold behaviour lately, "Alright."

Tsuna looked suprised, but smiled even bigger. "I have more forms to fill out, so you can sit down."

"Uh, o-okay." Tsuna nervously made his way over to the olive green couches, and coffee table. "Ano, H-Hibari-san?"

"Yes, herbivore?"

"Um, what do you usually do during lunch?" Tsuna asked, trying to make conversation.

"This." Hibari stated, gesturing to the work he was doing, "Because a certain crowd always manages to destroy school property, or disrupt the discipline of Namimori."

"Ah, sumimasen." Tsuna didn't disagree with his statement, his friends created more than their fair share of chaos over Namimori. Lambo with his grenades, Gokudera with his dynamite, Ryohei and his extreme "Extreme!"s. Plus, because of him the Varia had shown up, and the Ring Battle happened, destroying practically the whole school. "Ano, Hibari-san?"

"What is it, Herbivore?" Hibari sighed, and glanced up from his paper work, he wouldn't be able to finish if this continued.

"Do you ever get lonely?"

Hibari was slightly taken back at the question, ". . .No."

"Never?" Tsuna enquired.

"I'm too busy with disciplining Namimori." Am I ever lonely?

"Ah. . ." Tsuna looked thoughtful for a minute, before continuing with his questions. "Why do you call us herbivores?"

"Because herbivores are herbivores." the Skylark stated like it was most obvious thing in the world.

"Do you consider some people carnivores too?" Tsuna looked curious.

"Rarely."

"Is Hibari-san a carnivore?"

"Of course."

"Ah. Can I become a carnivore too?"

"No."

Tsuna frowned, "Why?"

"I already said, herbivores are herbivores."

"But I'm stronger now!"

"Are you?" Hibari couldn't help but tease Tsuna. Of course Tsuna was stronger, he was strong enough to come to the Reception room, and try to make conversation with the head Prefect.

"Yes!" Hibari chuckled and put his pen down. He had finally finished.

Pit-pat. Pit-pat.

"Rain?" Tsuna bit his bottom lip. Rain meant potential storms. Storms meant -

Boom.

"Hiieeee!" Tsuna instinctively curled up into a ball.

"Herbivore?" It wasn't rocket science for the third year to figure out what was happening. Rubbing his temples, he walked over to to the shaking supposed tenth Vongola mafia boss, and sat down in the space next to him. Tsuna was scared of a lot of things. Hibari knew that. But this was the first time he's seen him in that state. "Herbivore," Hibari began, "Are you, I don't know, by any chance scared of lightening and thunder?" He chuckled lightly. Teasing the herbivore was much more entertaining than biting him to death. And he was just telling me about how he was stronger. . .

"Well, I'm sorry I'm not fearless, like you, Hibari-san." Tsuna snapped, wrapping his arms around his knees that were tucked into his chest, head facing down. That was new. Nobody ever talked to him like that.

"What?" Hibari lifted the boy's head. His eyes widened, and horror showed on his face. He's . . . crying. . .? Hibari had no idea how to comfort someone who was crying. Hn. . .

Heat radiated from Tsuna's cheeks. Why was Hibari so close? Why did he have to be crying? Why was he always scared of everything? Why, why why? Hibari licked away a fresh tear that had just fallen. Salty.Tsuna merely stared, trying to process what was happening. Hibari began to lick up the rest of Tsuna's tears, then placed a soft kiss on his forehead, before pulling back and looking at him. Tsuna instinctively moved closer.

Wao. Hibari took this as consent to proceed. He softly placed a kiss on the second year's lips, much like the first. Gentle, and comforting. It seemed to have a much more calming affect than, say, teasing him, which Hibari did regret. Hibari placed his hands on Tsuna's slim waist, and pulled him onto his lap, so that Tsuna was straddling him. It also destroyed what little space was left between them. Hibari's tongue left his mouth, and licked the other's bottom lip. Tsuna gasped, and Hibari used it as a chance to deepen the kiss. Tsuna wrapped his arms around Hibari's neck.

"Nng. . ." That was a good thing, right? Hibari explored Tsuna's mouth before poking at his tongue. After several pokes, Tsuna shyly did the same, trying to gain entrance into Hibari's mouth. Hibari let him.

Riiiiing.

Damn, they both thought. Lunch was sadly over. Tsuna pulled away, and got up. "Uhm, arigato." Except he wasn't sure what for. Being allowed to have lunch with Hibari? The kiss? Both. . .? Tsuna left, with a small wave.

I wonder if he'll come tomorrow? the prefect wondered.

"Hey, Reborn-san?"

"Yes, Gokudera?"

"How do you know Juudaime likes that bastard?"

"The same way I knew with you and Yamamoto."

"That's not an answer."

"I suppose not." Reborn admitted, "Isn't it obvious, though? For one, he always screams his name when he's scared."

". . ."

"You, know, hie?"

". . ."

"Hie? Hiiiieeeee? Hiiiiiiiiii-bari?"

". . ."

"Okay, fine. It's a bit of a stretch, but he could scream 'AH' or something else."

". . ."

"He was really concerned about Hibari."

"He's really concerned about anyone, Reborn."

". . ."

". . ."

". . ."

"I give up. He just does, okay?"

Next Day.

10 Minutes Before.
"Yosh! Let's do our best!" Yamamoto yelled into the circle he formed with Ryohei and Gokudera.

"Hibari, Tsuna, fight to the extreme!"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah!"

". . .yeah. . ."

Current Time.
Tsuna sighed as he made his way to class. Reborn had made sure he was a good twenty minutes late. The halls which were usually filled with talking, laughter, gossip and drama were replaced by an eerie silence, and the barely audible sound of his shoes.

"Yo, Tsuna!" a voice called.

Tsuna turned around to see his Rain Guardian. "Yamamoto? What are you doing here?"

"Sensei asked me to wait for you, today's class is held in a different room."

"Oh," Tsuna said as he followed his friend into a dead-end hallway. Tsuna almost forgot about it, nobody ever went there, there was no need to. There was only a large window, and an unused custodian closet opposite. "Class. . . is here?" Tsuna asked wearily.

"Haha," Yamamoto laughed, shoving Tsuna towards the closet, "Sorry, Tsuna, I lied. It's part of the kid's plan."

"Eh?" Yamamoto easily pushed his dumbfounded boss inside. Being pushed made the already incredibly clumsy Tsuna trip, flailing arms and all. He expected to meet the hard ground, but instead landed on something much softer.

A prefect. The head prefect, to be exact.

Hibari winced. He wasn't expecting a body to fly at him, making him lose his balance, and fall on the ground. "Hibari-san! Gomenacide!" Tsuna propped himself up, on his knees and hands, directly above the Cloud Guardian. A very compromising position. Tsuna took another look at Hibari, ". . .uh, why are you tied up?"

"Your stupid herbivore friends," Hibari hissed, "The idiot boxer pinned me down while the bomber tied my hands."

"Onii-san? Gokudera-kun?" Tsuna asked in disbelief.

"Untie me, Tsunayoshi," Hibari snarled, "Before I completely lose my temper."

Tsuna nodded, "O-okay." Not being the sharpest pencil out there, Tsuna remained in his position, lowered himself on his elbows, and reached under Hibari, unintentionally pulling him much closer than needed. Arms wrapped awkwardly around the skylark, Tsuna shakily played and tugged on the ropes. After moments of extreme awkwardness, fumbling and mad blushing, Tsuna finally got them undone.

"You could have sat me up, first," Hibari stated idly, in a monotone voice. Tsuna mentally slapped himself. That was way more awkward than it had to be.

"Sorry," Tsuna mumbled. They both sat face-to-face now. The room was dark, barely lit up by a single light bulb, in fairly large and spacious - for a closet, and sunlight shone through the bottom of the door. Hibari abruptly stood up, startling Tsuna, he made his way over to the door and tugged on the handle. Locked. Obviously. Sigh.

"Any idea why we might be locked up here?" Hibari deadpanned.

"No," Tsuna admitted sadly. Hibari sat down again, crossing his legs. "Ah, we're missing class."

Hibari snorted, "We have bigger issues here, Herbivore. We're stuck in a closet. Because of your herbivore friends, who I will definitely bite to death twice as hard."

"Yes," Tsuna agreed, "But Yamamoto said it was Reborn's scheme. If it's Reborn's plan, he'll let us out, eventually." Tsuna took out a couple textbooks from his bag. He opened one, began reading, and immediately frowned in frustration. Hibari decided to abandon the idea of trying to get out, and accepted the gift that he would be here with the very kawaii herbivore.

"Here," Hibari said, holding out a hand, "I'll teach you."

"Arigato, Hibari-san!" Tsuna beamed, handing him the textbook.

"Shall we have rewards and punishments for each question?"

. . .should I do a lemon later on? Opinions?