Honey Eyes

Chapter 2: Quiet Sonata

Gokudera bobbed and weaved through the endless streets of Namimori. Considering it wasn't far from Mukuro's estate, the silver haired vampire thought this would be the most likely spot for him to create a new fledgling. At least, that is what Mukuro told him when he first made Chrome. Long ago, Gokudera had claimed this place to be his territory and had fought endlessly to keep it that way. Ever since he walked into this quaint town he had wanted it... he could not think of any other reason. He once thought that he liked how peaceful it was, which was parallel to his own home life but he stopped that thought at once. He was never into all that therapy or psycho-babble junk. He ignored the stares he got from those walking past him; it's not like they shouldn't have a reason to be suspicious of him. He was a killer on the hunt for another killer. It wouldn't be long until Mukuro slipped up and revealed his presence to him, especially if all his power would be going into training a new fledgling. All he had to do is wait it out and he could catch that bastard...

Mukuro's smile was almost sincere when he set Tsunayoshi under a big, shady tree. He had not seen his newly acquired fledgling last night and he could practically taste Tsunayoshi's sweet blood on his tongue. It had taken quite a bit of effort on Mukuro's part not to suck him dry which is why he had to leave him so quickly the night before. The boy was just too much of a temptation for his own good. Tsunayoshi Sawada was an exquisite dish that deserved to be savoured until the very last drop. Last night, as he drank from the boy, he could not resist turning him to extend this meal longer and to make that experience his alone. Finding out who this boy was and where he lived was not really any difficult task. His young mind nearly gave him the answers as he used his power to search every nook and cranny of his mind. What he found in the boy's mind was a rare purity that could only be found once in a million years. Mukuro smirked; if he had simply left the boy human, Tsunayoshi might have lived two months, and that would be with only taking a couple sips of his blood a day. This way, he could extend tasting this delicious blood for at least five more years. If he trained this boy to become stronger he could at the least double that time length...

Perhaps that is what he meant when he told Chrome that he would be putting Tsunayoshi through different training. In a way, it was a different type of training; instead of simply training him to be able to survive as a weak fledgling, he would make him strong. Strong enough to withstand being fed upon for years and years.

Mukuro smirked, his veins pulsing with excitement at the thought of savouring that delicious blood for years to come. He looked at the brunette boy with a look that would have made the bravest man quiver in his boots. Poor little Tsunayoshi didn't even realise who he was yet... the boy only knew him from the letter he had left him. Looking back on it, he should have stayed with Tsunayoshi until he woke in the morning and convinced him to stay by his side until he said otherwise. This situation could have been greatly avoided but he could not trust himself not to feed on Tsunayoshi... especially with such a fresh wound on his neck. At that point, he could not trust himself to be around the boy and not ruin his own plan by sucking him dry, which had led him to write Tsunayoshi the note and leave.

"Ah, my dear little fledgling..." Mukuro smiled, his long fingers reaching out and curling them around Tsunayoshi's small, boyish chin. He pulled the boy's face closer to his own... "Such a pretty little thing you are. With such sweet looks and sweet blood... another vampire may steal you away from me..."

Mukuro's mismatched eyes broke away from Tsunayoshi's face and looked to the horizon. The sun was still in the sky, luckily not hitting the brunette. Though it was a pain to wait all day for the sun to disappear, he decided to hide Tsunayoshi until night came, as much as he wanted to simple take him into his arms and run as fast as he could to his home. But alas, Tsunayoshi was already burned badly from being exposed to the sun so he wouldn't risk it. The tree that protected Tsunayoshi from the blaring sun was big enough to keep him cool for a while, even if it got hotter throughout the day.

"Patience Tsunayoshi..." Mukuro grinned. Yes... it was only a waiting game now...

Hibari sighed as he leaned into his comfortable leather sofa in his disciplinary committee office. Today had turned out to be a very interesting day. 'Yes... the raven haired male obsessed with baseball that often followed Tsunayoshi... what was his name... Yamamoto Takeshi...yes that was it.'

Unfortunately, Hibari was jolted out of his thoughts by his tall, loyal subordinate, Kusakabe. The dark clad student stood with his arms at his side, two other similar styled men standing behind him. His subordinates' dark wardrobe and their odd hairstyles were what Hibari had ruled as the disciplinary council 'uniform'. Of course, being the leader, Hibari didn't have to wear anything like that but he required his subordinates to be in uniform. He didn't care if anyone of them complained he would just bite them to death.

Kusakabe began to speak, knowing that Hibari would not even acknowledge that they had entered the room. "Sir, a mysterious man has entered the school premises. He was spotted walking in the hallways and cannot be identified as a student or a teacher. He has been reported as being dressed in black and was wearing a black fedora. We are currently searching for him now but he keeps evading us each time we get close."

Hibari sighed, getting up from the comfortable couch and stood in front of his three subordinates. "Herbivores... every single one of you..." he muttered darkly with an icy glare. His men visibly stiffened as he walked out of the room carrying his deadly tonfas. 'I guess I finally get a little challenge...' Hibari smirked. Between the missing Tsunayoshi and this mysterious trespasser, this was shaping up to be a very interesting afternoon.

Yamamoto was quickly going into panic mode as he still could not find Tsuna and the day was now halfway over. Even if Tsuna had gone off on his own then he would at the very least tell him that he was leaving. He had asked everyone he could think of if they had seen his brunette friend and didn't get a lot of information about him. Since it had been during class time, Tsuna had wandered off and no one had witnessed it. He wasn't even sure if Tsuna was even in the school anymore...

Yamamoto stopped, leaning against the wall... "Tsuna..." he mumbled. Even though Yamamoto was a happy-go-lucky guy, when it came to his good friends like Tsuna, he was serious. If it wasn't for Tsuna he would have...

He started running again, trying not to go into despair. Thinking of the past would not help him find Tsuna. He decided that he checked enough of the school and ran to the school's main entrance. Maybe Tsunayoshi found his way outside...

When some students started to come outside, Mukuro decided to take Tsunayoshi and place his up on one of the stronger branches of the tree. The last thing he needed was to have someone see him with the young brunette and question his intentions... not like they shouldn't suspect anything anyways. He sat down on the branch, placing Tsunayoshi on his lap. He looked at his small little fledgling wondering what to say to him once he woke up.

'I was probably spoiled when I made Chrome... she was so accepting of the whole process; the perfect fledgling. He probably won't be as accepting as my darling Chrome...' He played with one of Tsunayoshi's brown spikes. He was very contented laying with Tsunayoshi and had a rare soft and sincere smile on his face. It was a shame that he would probably wake up soon... after that, Mukuro was sure that his young pet would be hungry. Perhaps he would be kind for today and go get his cute little fledgling some 'take-out'. If only because today was the first day he walked as a vampire. At this stage, Tsunayoshi would be as needy and weak as an infant, so Mukuro decided to get him a treat to celebrate his 'birth'. Mukuro stood up from the tree, making sure Tsunayoshi was balanced enough on the branch so that he wouldn't fall. The mysterious vampire took one step off the branch, landing gracefully on the ground without as much as a 'thud'. He looked around the school grounds, debating whether he should stick to the area in case Tsunayoshi woke up, or if he should scout father away and avoid suspicion from people who would stay later at the school.

"Tsuna! Tsuna, where are you?" a voice called out. Mukuro froze as he heard that name being called out. Last night, when he shifted through Tsunayoshi's memories, he saw his school life and his interactions with his classmates. They called him 'Tsuna' or 'no-good-Tsuna' and people tormented him except for one boy that he considered his friend.

Yamamoto was his name...

Mukuro couldn't remember how long ago he was human, but he certainly did feel the human emotion of jealousy at that moment. If Tsunayoshi had any hesitation in his heart, he most certainly would not follow Mukuro and the elder vampire would miss out on that sweet blood. This Yamamoto person could easily convince Tsunayoshi to not follow Mukuro... and that was something that just could not happen...

The boy named Yamamoto Takeshi continued to look for his friend, unaware of Mukuro existence. Even though school has still been in session he would not stop searching. He was a little shocked about his conversation with Hibari before though...

"So, what happened to the little mouse anyway?" Yamamoto looked shocked as Hibari asked the unexpected question. "Well? I'm waiting for an answer..."Hibari was his usual stoic self but his eyes seemed to glow with interest.

Yamamoto's grip tightened on Tsuna's bag. "I took Tsuna to the infirmary this morning because he seemed unwell." Yamamoto looked down, guilt plaguing his usually care-free mind. "When I went to check on him he was gone. No one has seen him since..."

Hibari seemed to be considering his story's validity. It was a positive sign that Hibari didn't already 'bite him to death' but he stayed on guard. You never know when it came to the deadly disciplinary committee leader.

Hibari smirked; what an interesting situation. The raven haired disciplinarian gripped his tonfas roughly as his smirked widened. With the speed of a falcon, Hibari rushed to Yamamoto and struck his cheek hard. The sheer force of the blow was enough to make the baseball enthusiast stumble backwards and hit the wall harshly and slid to the ground. Yamamoto was still in shock, bringing a shaky hand to his cheek. He looked up to Hibari to see that he was already walking away.

Hibari did not even look back when he said: "Tell Tsunayoshi when he is found that he will be bitten to death for missing classes..."

Yamamoto smiled at the memory... perhaps the prefect did care about the brunette on some strange level... he was the only one other than himself to not bully Tsuna... well... besides when Tsuna was late, but that was more business to Hibari then a personal vendetta. Yamamoto smiled at least for a moment as he burst through the school doors and ran into the front school yard. He started calling his friend's name, hoping he'd get an answer back...

Once Tsuna was found... perhaps he could get Hibari and him to be friends.

Numerous students scattered in fear as soon as Hibari left the disciplinary office and walked down the hall. He immediately scanned the area for anyone who wasn't wearing a uniform. This fedora wearing man who was apparently in his school piqued his curiosity... what could his intentions be...?

His eyes scanned the hallways like a hawk searching for his prey. He did not find any fedora wearing man in his search but did find two of his subordinates from the disciplinary committee, talking with each other by the lockers. He made a beeline for them, gripping his tonfas as he got closer. The two men stiffened, as if they could feel Hibari's presence behind them.

"S-sir!" The two straightened their posture, as if they were military men instead of mere students.

"Report your findings." Hibari's eyes narrowed. "Where is the fedora wearing herbivore that dares walk into my school uninvited?"

The two subordinates stiffened visibly. "We are unable to give an exact location..." One of the subordinates' said. When Hibari started to raise his one of his tonfas, the other suddenly spoke out of fear...

"B-But, there have been some committee members who have gone up to survey the school roof... and have not come back to report."

Hibari said nothing but was nonetheless interested in this piece of news... "How long have they been gone?"

"Half an hour, sir."

Hibari was deep in thought; mulling over the new information before he have a confirm decision. "Discipline the school in my stead. Go to the committee office and tell Kusakabe to run the office." The disciplinary leader walked off as soon as he was finished with his order. He didn't have to turn around to know that the two dark clad men had scrambled off to fulfill his order. He continued on his way, eventually reaching the staircase that led to the rooftop...

"Won't be long now..." Hibari smirked, beginning to climb the stairs.

Yamamoto Takeshi was no longer his happy-go-lucky self; he was now in full-on-panic-mode. He ran out of the school yard entrance and onto the public sidewalk. His first instinct was to go to Tsuna's house to see if he just left school and went home without him knowing. In his heart he knew it wouldn't be true but he had to try... he did not want to think of the alternative. His body shook with adrenaline as he stopped to catch his breath for a moment, leaning down and grabbing his knees.

"T-Tsuna... where are you...?" he said to himself, looking up at the sky for a moment. In his panic, he forgot about his belongings, including his cell phone. If Yamamoto wasn't in such a state of panic, he would go and get his cell phone and call Tsuna's house... or better yet, the police. But, sadly, he wasn't in the state of mind to think... all he could think about was Tsuna and how his fragile friend needed him now. With one last breath, Yamamoto started to sprint, his panic blinding him to anything and everything that wasn't straight forward. This affected him so much so that he did not even see the car coming down the street as he ran across the crosswalk. By the time he saw the car it was already too late... it was like a slow motion event...

'No...' Yamamoto thought, as he prepared his body for the crash. 'I haven't even found Tsuna...!' He braced himself for impact, only to find instead of hard metal, he felt fabric against his cheek and a force driving him forward. He heard the engine of the motor speed away as if nothing had happened. His eyes were squeezed shut but was able to guess that the 'force' that pushed him was actually a person that had pushed him out of the way...

He felt the person let go of him. "Are you alright kid?" the person asked him. Yamamoto slowly opened his eyes, seeing the person who had rescued him.

If only he knew what he was getting himself into, he might have kept his eyes shut...

Yay, finally done! This chapter was such a pain to write. I re-did the beginning twice and was three pages into the first draft before I decided to re-do it. I hate writers block!

Hmmm... wonder who the person who rescued Yamamoto is... let me know your guesses. Also, just letting you guys know, that this story will probably not have a sex scene in it. I am not really good at writing them. But, if someone really wants one then feel free to write one yourself so long as you give me credit for the story. If I like it then I might write you into the story as a background character.

I'll try to be quicker with the next chapter.

~Lady Seikie