I stared up at him, reveling in the fact that here he was, sitting in front of me. Countless questions ran through my mind none of them mattered as much as the one that slipped through my young lips, "Hibari-san is that really-" he cut me off with slender finger pressed to my lips, "I told you to call me Kyoya." I smiled up at him as he engulfed me in a bone crushing hug. It was one of those rare moments when he let go of his pride and showed me the affection he usually held in.
"So you're back?" I asked in a gentle loving tone, one reserved for my two lovers. He pulled away, "I should say that, you died first." He stated monotonely but I could hear the hidden emotion, something only me and Mukuro could detect. 'First huh, that means he died too.' He leaned back down to take my lips in a sweet, slow kiss but gradually it heated up. I pulled back for air and just as he swooped down for more I blocked his oncoming lips with my hands. He looked confused and irritated and bit my pinky. I laughed quietly at his antics, amused. "I'm 6 and your 9, we can't do this yet." I explained to him. His eyes narrowed but slowly he nodded his head in agreement much to his own chagrin. Chuckling1 again I poked him in the forehead, "Turn around so I can treat your back, I can smell the blood." It was tangy and reeked of iron. He grunted a quiet yes and I opened the cabinets searching for the anti-septic and bandages while he took off his robe and pajama shirt2. The light smell of alcohol and dry cotton led me to the two items I was searching for. Pulling them out I turned back to Kyoya. The first thing I saw was a tattoo similar in concept to mine. On his back was a pair of of black fade to grey wings. The 1st outer tier was on the back of his arms, the second outer tier was on his the side of his ribs, and the rest were on his back. In the middle of both wings was a crown and sword like mine just different colors [this_hibari_s_current_tattoo_by_1049286-d560ta6] . I lightly wiped down the tattoo that had appeared on his ivory skin.

The next thing I saw was a grey and black tail. It had jet black fur and was a bit longer than his child legs. The fur was a bout two inches long but at some parts the fur twice that length and came together to form a spike. I stroked one gently, causing Kyoya to moan softly, making me giggle. They were smooth as silk and weren't very sharp, the bits were a stone grey that faded into the black body of the tail. The end of his tail had the faint resemblance to a paint brush and the fur was about 6 inches long, also a stone grey fade to black.

I wrapped him with the bandages and he turned around, motioning for me turn as well as he grabbed the supplies I had just used. I rolled my eyes, turned and pulled off my orange hoodie and peeled away my black t-shirt with a small wince, leaving my back bare. He applied the same treatment but only to my back. We put the things we used back in the cabinets. Our clothes were soiled and neither one of us wanted to put them back on. They smelled of blood and even though we didn't mind, it was very uncomfortable for the blood had dried and crusty, making the fabric stiff and uncomfortable. I poked my head out into the hallway, looking for any of the residents of the house. I sniffed3 to see if ay one was coming, no one, satisfied I fully opened the door and motioned for Kyoya to follow.
We snuck into his room, closed the door, and Kyoya locked it as I went to stand by his bed across the room. The walls were a light blue and the ceiling a barely-blue. The floors were made of a light brown polished wood and the door was painted white. His room was decorated with small children's things. There was a large yellow bird plushie on his bed along with many other small animal stuffed toys. His pillow was soft silver and his comforter a deep navy blue. The framing was made of wood, sanded and polished and had the distinct smell of cedar, it must have been relatively new. Across from his bed was a dresser. A simple light brown with the corners rounded off and sanded down to make the wood soft to the touch. It was lightly decorated with a few picture frames and little baubles he assumed were made in school. Across from the bed in the corner was a rocking chair (probably from when his mother would read to him) sitting on a white circular carpet. On the other side of the room was another white carpet, this time it was a square, pushed against the wall. It was quite a bit larger than the other one. On it was some small chairs and a low table covered in paper, crayons, colored pencil, and markers. The rest wasn't really anything to note. A few scattered toys here and there, back-pack by the door, pictures hanging on the walls. Finally he turned and I got the first good look at Kyoya's face.

His face is round and still had almost all of it's baby fat but you could already see his 4high cheekbones starting to make their entrance and his pointed chin was beginning to show. His ebony hair is longer than what I'm used to, probably about as long as it was back in nammichu. He moved to his dresser to go in one of the drawers, pulling out a hair-band and pulled his hair back5. Almost the whole front fell back in his face causing him to scowl only on his childish face it looked more like a pout (which was adorable). His eyes are wider and much less angular than when he was an adult. His lips small and a bit plumper.

He turned to look at me, stared for a few seconds, then started my way. He walked up to me until we were chest to chest, staring into my chocolate brown eyes with his steel grey ones. He raised one hand to cup my cheek, rubbing soft circles with his small thumb. He leaned down and captured my lips with his own and we both closed our eyes. Short and sweet, a closed mouth kiss, no tongue involved. He removed his lips to look into my eyes, now open, and leaned down once more. He buried his face into my neck, his soft locks tickling my baby cheeks. I didn't want to move an inch and just stay like this forever but there was something, or rather someone, missing... Mukuro. We had to find Mukuro so they could all be together again. Kyoya seemed to read my mind for he lifted his head from my shoulder and stared into my eyes.
With a sigh I reached to fish my phone from my pocket only to remember that I left my business phone at home in a secret place and was left with personal use phone. I sighed once more and told Kyoya this, to say the least he was not pleased. He glared down at me like mother about to lecture her child.
"Hey, I leave it at home so I don't have to take calls while in my leisure time, besides what if I get kidnapped? They'll get a hold of my phone with all my business contacts and a link to computer and Satan won't help us out of something like human trouble unless it's really bad." I said, holding my hands up defensively.
"That's when you just don't get kidnapped." he replied shortly.
"But-" he glared at me and the silence he gave me was a clear end-of-conversation type. I groaned but pocketed my phone anyways and started toward his dresser. I stared at me silently for a few second then it clicked and he walked towards me and I handed him a shirt. I searched a bit and found a shirt small enough for me and slipped it on. By the time I was done with that he had found a pale blue/grey beanie.
"It's the only thing I have to cover our horns." he stated, answering my silent question.
"It'll do fine, you put it on I can cover mine my hair." I replied coolly. He nodded, slipped it on (it looked quiet adorable might I add) and I turned toward the mirror to style my hair to cover my stubby little horns, not a difficult task. I turned back to see him ready and waiting and with a smile directed at him we both started to the door It was time to find our other demon lover.

1) I hate that word but it fit for the slot so I used it, grr...
2) In Japan people usually wear a robe over their pajamas when leaving the house but he was just trying to hide his tail.
3) They're demons now so they're senses have been enhanced.
4) Tsuna is relating how he is now to his face before he (Tsuna) died.
5) His hairs the same length as when he was in nammichu but his face is a lot smaller so that means in proportion his hair is probably a bit longer then Fran's