Because other than homework, what else should the time be spent on?

These are sort of episodical, so they don't have a lot of timelines, however some may have more than one chapter

Disclaimers: Katekyo Hitman REBORN! does not belong to me, it belongs to Akira Amano~


Ch-2; love

The lights were off except for a little lamp that was mounted on a night-table that was placed next to the bedpost. It let a little orange light in the darkness of the room.

The two males who were present in this room were covered by a long blanket that covered most of their bodies, save for a few parts since they were the ones who lowered it. The younger male of the two was laying down on the soft mattresses, letting the older male ontop of him take control. He didn't mind not having control on romantic implications, as he still let him wander freely rather than completely trap him in his finger tips.

As possibly mentioned a time before, no a million light years of time, these two had been always intimate with one another ever since the older man had shown an interest, and knowing that the younger liked to tease him for many, many things, they just grew more or less loving rather than one being out for his throat, and the other just playing games.

It was hard to take in, considering the older.. Hibari; had to take notes on what intimacy truly was, and Rokudou; to open his heart by lowering his unwavered hate for others.

Hibari took a while on reading cheesy novels to conducting actual research for taking in what it means to love someone, and how to show it, what it would lead to, and most of all, the responsibility of the chain called "love".

Rokudou's case was a bit difficult. Although he was capable of showing sweet smiles and kind words, none of them had true meanings. Sure he could probably seduce someone into having his legs spread to them, but that was only because he said "This body means nothing. It's just a shell".

It was difficult to convince him the importance of his existence, his soul and body. He went on a series of self-hate, because of these convincings. Not like he was never indifferent, just indifferent with a way of words.

Words that possibly.. no one can understand.

He had kinship with a few people, but that was it. It wasn't like he was ready to have his heart truly feel like it was being grabbed on without having it pulled out of him to die. The fluttering of his real feelings, was truly something so hard to touch, but when it was received, you might never want to let it go.

Ever.

This is what created their shared intimacy. Hibari was the one of the only people other than his little sister-like being, Dokuro, but that was only because of their kinship towards each other that she could read his heart when he began to resurface his true feelings. Sad to say, even she couldn't read his heart until he started to cry and when it was all too late.

Hibari had to take a while to look with his subconscious the pain Rokudou had felt about his indifference, wanting to tell someone the toll it takes on him, someone he could just lean and let his feelings pool over. They both shared one thing especially in common.

Their loneliness.

Hibari was alone. He was solitary for so long, no one even knows if he even had parents to be around him when he was about four, he was that lonely. So lonely that he created a strength out of it, to avoid from being hurt again, he became stiff, willing to hurt others who have this one quality he was to never have; being around others.

He was so alone, no one dared being close to him, or even if they have, it was too long later that he had already created this solitude phase, and nothing could shake him into being with more than one person.

Hibari was not lonely, but he was alone and lonely at the same time. Creating a committee was like a dire need of having friends but not being able to create bonds of friendship but a bond of shared power. This was his new "friendship" he had created over time. Weak words like friendship was to never be used, neither was team or partnership,

it was power. Authority. Committee.

To let someone into his heart he also had to take up some opening up and acceptance.

Rokudou was lonely. He was alone. Unlike Hibari, who's past was left unknown, Rokudou was known for being a test subject; never to be loved, but a disgusting child to be wasted and toyed with.

Tortured, toyed with, broken.. He was just a test subject for mafia to test forbidden gear on. To the point of making the poor boy be dropped into each realm of hell and experience all of it to engrave into his memory. Corrupting his innocent thoughts and child-like being to someone who saw all the uglyness of the world and now can't stand a single being to live with.

He was lonely, he wasn't entirely alone, but in a world like this, he was truly alone. He did have friends whom he offered a life to, but it was only to drive the world of his hate that they brought him to.

In the end, they both were lonely when it came to their connections. there was never a time when Rokudou wanted to just hug and kiss Dokuro, or Kakimoto, M.M or Jyoushima, but he kept it on such a pragmatic and professional manner, as if they were simply someone who shares ideas with him, nothing more nothing less.

Hibari never wanted to hug Sawada, or Kusakabe in that sense. All of the guardians only had tasks to do and that was the extent of it. The professional manner that he as well kept with them prevented his personal connections to them.

But with each other, it was entirely different. Hibari understood Rokudou's sentiments and how it worked from head to toe, and Rokudou understood Hibari's circumstances. No one could understand the both as much as they understood one another.

This was why Rokudou let Hibari into his heart. To let Hibari explore him, unravel him to the bare essentials, to lavish him, to 'have' him.

To "love" him.

And this was why Hibari chose Rokudou to be his, to be the only one who gets to see the new side of Rokudou no one gets to see. To take him, to savour him, to hold him when he is sad, to be with him when he's the happiest, to see the geniunity of Rokudou when he sees Hibari come after so long, to be the only one who takes Rokudou's lips onto his, to have him call out his name, and only his.

To "love" him.

This was why these two were laying alone in their room. Yes.. Their room.

It is certainly not the first time they have been together, it has when Rokudou turned 19, which was around four to five years ago.

Rokudou shuddered underneath him, keeping his arms latched onto Hibari, who for now were fully clothed in their pajamas.

Hibari placed a knee inbetween Rokudou's thin legs, and shared another small sweet kiss with Rokudou.

"..Ah" a small moan was heard from Rokudou, and a smirk of satisfaction from Hibari. He loved being the one who is allowed to hear such sinful sounds from him. Rokudou's bangs stuck to his face through the sweat that ran down slightly, and arched his back when he felt Hibari's hips grind above him. Another moan slipped out of him as Hibari pulled back to kiss him on his right eye.

The little eye that shone a beautiful crimson. Said to be a cursed eye, but to him and Rokudou, was one of the reasons why he was here with him. Had they never fought they would never have been here.

Rokudou's body shook, feeling Hibari's arousal. Hibari had already grown hard it seemed. It wasn't a bad thing, knowing that both were intending this from the start.

Hibari's lips touched his again, the skylark biting into his lips this time, drawing a bit of blood from him. He moaned a bit louder this time, a little in pain, but more in pleasure as their tongues danced together, against one another.

"Ahh... aahh"

he felt his pants being removed. Being so caught up in the heat he didn't hear the door being knocked upon until he heard the door knob open and his eyes flew open at sight of it.

"Mommy, could you read me a bedtime story?" a tiny, cute shrill voice called as the door slowly opened, revealing a small frail little girl who looked a lot like Rokudou, but with cheeky figure like Hibari when he was younger, and soft thin hair like Rokudou's. Her hair was open compared to the high pontail she usually wore.

"I can't.. sleep" she mumbled, rubbing her eyes until she saw something Rokudou never wanted her to see at her age.

Her "mommy" unbeknownst to her being straddled, to her it was underneath her "daddy", Rokudou's face was flushed by before, and Hibari seemed like he was still kissing him had Rokudou not put a hand on his face to shove him when he saw her come in.

There was an awkward silence, and a grumble from Hibari. Rokudou looked literally embarrassed when he saw her look bewildered. He felt bad for her, to be spoiled with adult things at her young age.

"Sorry, Mommy is busy" she bowed before darting out of the room. At that point Rokudou thought, he should've made an illusion at the last minute to show he was alone.

Senses are really late.

"Aaahh, Viola!" he sat up a bit before being pushed down by Hibari, who snorted

"You're busy, remember?" Rokudou looked at him, before looking at the door, then back at him.

"She's not weak. She isn't crying" he said before he could say something along those lines and captured his beautiful prey once again.


lol, I wanted to have their "child" come SOME time here, and I made her do the cliche, interrupting the parents

Still accepting requests for this one~

As always, any sort of feedback is greatly appreciated,

or else Rokudou might never be able to get out of Hibari's grasp again mwahahaha!