A/N: Hey, due to all the amazing support this story will continue... As you probably already noticed but nonetheless...
I'm not really planning on making this story too long but there will be a few more parts after this one so thank you thank you thank you for all whose favourited, followed and reviewed and read on!
Peace.
That was what he had wanted. Simple unaltered quiet.
The herbivores that plagued his lovely Namimori never understood it though. Never saw the silent beauty the town could take, always dirtying it with their careless actions. For that, they were punished. Every single on of them.
His work always brought lingering whispers of disdain and endless complaints. It brought a growing chain of restless herbivores who always possessed more bark then bite. He didn't mind as he would show them his gnashing teeth and his roar of fury whenever they stepped too far out of line. It was a fight. They usually weren't very talented opponents but nonetheless a fight! His blood would curdle and his tonfa would howl in delight as they crunched into his victims without trouble.
After, the herbivores would begin to learn what not to do to anger him. They would purposely avoid him, making sure to keep within the guidelines as to how he wanted Namimori to be.
Yet always the chain would start anew and always he would be ready and through fierce fighting the cycle came into full circle.
Namimori mostly stayed safe under his relentless guidance and care...
But then, fate had thrown a spanner into the works.
Now, as the sun bled onto his town and ushered stains of navy blue and white upon the sky...
"Its beautiful tonight, isn't it Kyouya?"
... He could start to understand as to why the herbivores of his town tended to congregate in packs.
He had been walking to school, casting cursory glances where ever he could. The brunet didn't understand why but a blaze had awoken inside of him this morning, urging and urging for him to be careful.
To be careful of what exactly? He didn-
"Hey!" The greasy voice broke his thoughts and the brunet threw his gaze towards the three men. All of them wore wrinkled suits in a lazy manner as if to hint at previous exercise and stress. Flinching under the combined glares of the three, Tsunayoshi slowly shuffled back, hoping to put as much distance between him and the foreigners.
"Is he the right kid?" He unconsciously titled his head at the strange words, his hands further crushing the straps of his school bag in unadulterated fear. What did they want?
"Yep, fits the description. Quickly, lets get him to the boss." All of them instantly lunged towards him and Tsunayoshi too tried to twist away and run. He never had been athletically gifted in any way so he wasn't surprised when the trio quickly caught up with him. It all became a flurry of limbs. Too fast... Too strong.
"Hurry up you dolts!" As a rag was forced upon his face, the last thing he saw was a expression of absolute horror stretch upon his friends face.
"TSUNA!"
"Knock knock." Finishing off another piece of paperwork, Hibari threw a glance to his now open door.
"What are you doing here Tsunayoshi?" It had only been recent since he had begun to refer to his herbivore by his first name but without fail each time it brought an ear to ear smile.
"I brought you an obentou." Holding up the wrapped box, the brunet firmly placed it upon the pile in front of the raven haired teen, flicking away the offending pen that attempted to get past and continue writing.
"I heard from Kusakabe-san that you haven't been eating properly lately." Ignoring a muttered 'traitor', he snatched the pen and replaced it with a pair of chopsticks.
"Eat." Hibari sighed at his friend's insistence and before eating gave him a quick look of amusement.
"Thank you for the meal."
Every morning, mostly without fail, both Takeshi and Tsunayoshi met at the same particular corner at around the same time each morning. If one was running late, the other would patiently wait. Naturally.
Of course that morning, Takeshi had arrived first to their spot. After waiting patiently for a few minutes, he decided to walk to Tsuna's house. Takeshi knew which way his friend would take to school. Since being under the tutelage of Hibari, Tsuna had become a creature of strict habit which allowed him to predict which roads his friend would use.
Humming a catchy song he had heard recently, Takeshi hopped around another corner.
He blinked. There were four people in the backstreet he just came to. Another blink. His friend was struggling as oversized hands tried to pin the petite brunet down. One final blink and fury took over.
"TSUNA!" The men surrounding his friend had instantly turned with his call, anger splayed across their faces.
"Quick, you idiot! The boss doesn't want any witnesses." Dashing forward, Yamamoto silently wished he had brought something to fight with. His baseball bat would've been plenty but he didn't so he charged straight at the men regardless.
"Let him g-"
The scream of a gun rang out.
The members of the disciplinary committee quickly grew used to the presence of both Tsunayoshi and Takeshi. Well, Tsunayoshi thought, anyone would if you had a volatile skylark breathing down your neck. So every time he walked through the gates of Namimori Middle School, the pair was met by a wave of bowing henchmen.
Every morning he attempted talk the members out of this ritual. Yet also every morning he was met with the same response. Looks of both careful regard and admiration.
One day though, Tsunayoshi felt a hand run through his spikes.
"I never knew his hair was so soft." Peering up, the brunet found one of Kyouya's followers sporting a shocked look with a couple more behind him wearing equally frightened faces. Silence prevailed between the two before the boy who had reached out, Tanaka he was called, was met with a heart melting smile.
"It's no problem... Ah, it nice to meet you. You can call me Tsuna if you want." The next day, Hibari gave a small smirk as all his workers began to trip and stumble whenever they caught sight of the small brunet herbivore.
It was consuming.
"AARGH!"
It was consuming. He shuddered and again screamed in pain.
"Ah! Ah!"
He was consumed by endless flames.
The pair had once managed to elicit a rare full blown smile from the usually stoic skylark.
"Herbivores, I forbid you from carrying that camera where ever I go." Now, Takeshi just needed proof to show a few close friends of his fathers back at Takesushi how truly nice his new friend could be.
"Maa maa Hibari, you'll never know it's there."
"That just sounds really suspicious Yamamoto."
"Herbivore! Herbivore! What happened here?" A voice tried to penetrate the haze that latched onto his mind.
Breathe Takeshi breathe!
"T... T-t...Tsu..."
A calm, warm smile aimed his way whenever they met.
"Dammit Takeshi! Where's Tsunayoshi?!" Again the voice called out but this time the raven haired teen could hear tones of anxiety creep in.
Breathe, you need to keep breathing!
The careless laughs that tumbled from his lips were like the soft and charming chimes of bells.
"Have you called for an ambulance yet?" Takeshi grunted as he felt hands hover around his body, lightly roaming around his chest until it came to the origin of the pain. A gasp rolled from his lips and he forced open his eyes. He honed in on the familiar silver-blue eyes he had come to associate with comfort and safety and warmth.
They could always rely on him to bring them back. No matter what happened or what horrors they saw, he was always there waiting. With the patience of a saint. Arms open and waiting.
"S-s-s...a..." Save him! Find him!
Please Hibari!
"Ah, are these your new friends Tsu-kun?" At the new and foreign voice, the pair of raven haired teens gave each other subtle gazes of encouragement before walking into the Sawada residence.
"My names Yamamoto Takeshi, nice to meet you."
A hesitant and small, "Hibari Kyouya," followed after and the pair straightened up at the curious glance raking their forms.
"Ara, I never knew my cute little Tsu-kun had such handsome friends." Spluttering came from beside the brunet woman and both Takeshi and Kyouya began to sport a faint blush at the praise.
"Ah, my name is Nana but you can just call me Mama. If you want any snacks whilst you studying just call. I know how teenage boys can be very hungry most of the time but Tsu-kun only eats a little and..."
"Okaasan!" The pair grinned at the beet red face the brunet sported. As they were herded upstairs, both raven haired teens where hit with the same thought.
'Now we know where Tsuna's smile comes from.'
He ran and ran and ran and ran.
Never had the citizens of Namimori seen the skylark so panicked. So worried and frustrated that without saying anything everyone without complaint moved out of the disciplinary chairman's way. Whispers still trailed his path. Yet they took a different tune.
"Why does Hibari-san look so worried?"
"Is there somethin we should be worried about?"
He didn't care what the silly herbivores were doing though.
He just wanted to find Tsunayoshi.
A/N: I've always wanted to write a cliffhanger so sorry for being evil and sorry for it being a little rushed... but just a quick notice, I have a poll currently up as to determine what will happen later on in this story so please, if you can, either participate in the poll or leave an opinion below.
Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed reading!
