Disclaimer: If Katekyo Hitman Reborn were mine, I wouldn't need to write fanfics. If any of these songs were mine, I wouldn't be writing fanfics.
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Minimal fluff 09!
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So Hibari was a vampire. Tsuna could accept that. So Hibari wanted to drink his blood on a frequent basis. That was also (somewhat) acceptable. After all, Hibari was a disciplinary committee member and the Cloud guardian, so it wasn't like strange things didn't associate with the third year. Tsuna was becoming better and better (of this he was sort of proud) at taking things with grace as they came.
Then one night, Hibari had asked him to stay after for a while and it turned late as some conflict caused Hibari to make his thirst second priority and took advantage of Tsuna's presence to work the second year. Hibari was a good worker, Tsuna noted as he hurried to shelf the files, as the third year remained completely focused on the task at hand; whereas the Vongola boss himself would probably have regarded the problem as a lost cause and left hours ago. Thinking in typical Reborn fashion, Hibari was definitely a good asset to the famalia.
And finally, the dilemma was resolved. Tsuna had gotten his stuff and was starting to leave when Hibari called him back. "Wait," the third year said, watching him as he cleared the desk. "I'll walk you home."
Tsuna blinked. "I can go home alone, Hibari-san."
"That may be so, but I can't let you get hurt in anyway." Hibari paused for effect. "You are my prey after all."
"Of course," Tsuna muttered, under his breath. Hibari never made friends; he only made allies. Hibari continued, shifting the pile of papers to the side.
"Not counting your run-of-the-mill perverts and pickpockets, there are members of the mafia that are so partial to you to worry about. And you aren't completely capable by yourself."
Ouch. But to these words, Tsuna was used to, and they bounced off. Not to mention, if he put up too much of a struggle, Hibari did bite to draw blood. "I hope I'm not troubling you then," he said instead, trying to make it as painless as possible.
"You are," Hibari assured, drawing the school jacket across his shoulders. "But I'll go to any lengths to secure a meal."
And if that wasn't creepy enough, now Hibari knew where he lived. Tsuna walked past the threshold, pausing slightly to glance down at his watch. It was late, and it was only courtesy to invite Hibari inside, no matter how deadly that prospect was. Turning back to the third year on his doorstep, Tsuna held the door open and waited for the upperclassman to enter.
Hibari stood, staring at him.
"What's wrong?" Tsuna asked, noticing Hibari's face.
"Do you want me to come in?"
For a split second, Tsuna imagined a bloodbath in his household but quickly shook the thought away. Surely if Hibari was that kind of vampire, Namimori wouldn't exist anymore. Then again, the vampire did love the school like a home, so perhaps…
"Tsu-chan!" Tsuna jumped as his mother poked her head around the corner to see why her son was letting cold air in. "How could you, leaving a guest out in the cold! Come in! If you're Tsuna's friend, then you're our friend!"
With the friendly 'Come in!', a barrier seemed to be broken and Hibari strode through the door as if he hadn't just been standing outside waiting. "Thank you," the third year said, although he hardly sounded thankful at all.
"It would be rude to leave a guest outside!" At this point, Nana seemed to realize that she had unwittingly let a stranger in. "And who are you? You're not Gokudera-kun or Yamamoto-kun. Has Tsu-chan invited you here before?"
"Maman…" Tsuna groaned, wishing his mother would realize he was now in high schooler and in no position to be called pet names, no less being in front of a classmate. Nana was oblivious to her son's plight and continued to inquire of Hibari.
"I'm Hibari," Hibari said, and left it at that, as if he needed no introduction. Nana blinked, a bit taken aback, but recovered just as quickly.
"Well! You're surely welcome to stay the night. Tsu-chan, show him your room. I'll bring some tea up for you two!"
"I'll bring it up myself," Tsuna offered, unwilling to spend more time than necessary with a hungry vampire.
"I don't need to stay for the night," Hibari said, as he allowed himself to be led by Tsuna to the stairs. "I don't need to sleep, and I can leave whenever I want."
"Of course! You didn't have to if you didn't want to." And personally, Tsuna wasn't sure he wanted to sleep in the same house with a vampire. School was okay; there were witnesses. Reborn couldn't just shoot Hibari and be done with it; on the contrary, the baby would probably watch as Tsuna struggled in a supernatural battle with Hibari. His imagination was running away from him. Tsuna pushed the door to his room open.
"This is my room." Tsuna stepped in and noticed Hibari was standing in the doorway. "You can come in."
"I don't need to be invited in once I'm invited in the house," Hibari said, looking a little irritated at the suggestion. "Vampires can't enter houses unless they're invited. That would mean the whole world would be a buffet."
"I thought you weren't a conventional vampire," Tsuna said, cocking his head.
Hibari shrugged, scanning the room as if there were secret cameras set up. "Some things follow nature's instructions," he said vaguely. "Now how about that tea?"
"Of course," Tsuna said, trying to hide the sarcasm creeping into his voice. Vampire or not, this was Hibari-san he was dealing with. Leaving the third year in his room, Tsuna escaped to the kitchen, where his mother had prepared everything and was about to bring the tray up.
"Tsu-chan, perfect timing!" Nana dropped the tray into Tsuna's hands with a smile. "Oh, and Tsu-chan…" Bending down to whisper into her son's ear, the woman winked. "I like your choice of friends. You always do make friends with such cute people."
Hibari? Cute? Hardly.
Hibari was sitting at the table, although he looked irritated again at the wait as if he were a king and the world was his kingdom. Tsuna set about pouring the tea and busied himself as Hibari looked around still, looking out of place in the room.
"It's never been like this," Hibari said, almost to himself. "I've never been this close to my prey before."
"What do you mean?" Tsuna asked as he spooned sugar into each cup.
"It was always a one-bite-only basis," Hibari said, sounding slightly wistful. "One bite, and that was it. I never bit more that once."
Tsuna watched him carefully. "So it's like one night stands. One time trial. And you got interested this time." As soon as the words left his mouth, the second year flushed and nearly spilled the rest of the sugar onto the floor. "Not to say that this is a relationship, because it's not! That's not what I was trying to say!"
Hibari turned to him, disinterestedly. "But it is a relationship. Predator and prey. And I'm not hungry for tea."
"Is there something else you'd like?"
"Yes. You. Specifically, your blood." Hibari leaned back, expectant. Tsuna sighed to himself, crawling over next to the third year.
"Is there anything else you think about besides eating?" Tsuna asked, as Hibari cradled him in his arms, ready to strike.
"Of course," Hibari insisted, before smiling mysteriously and leaning in for a kiss. "But I wouldn't tell you."
Owari
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Note: Like an afterthought. An omake. I never thought I'd continue this. But then I came across this vampire fact, and thought, why not? It's a fail, I know. Review please.