"Hibari Kyoya, huh? Heh... This is going to be fun."

The phoenix box weapon noticed the different in its master instantly, and it quivered slightly in his hands.

"Hush up... its still me," Sly said, momentarily squeezing the scythe in one hand and it stilled instantly. "Though you're right to worry..." He finished, looking up at Hibari Kyoya standing only a few feet away from him and felt a high like no other corse through him.

Hibari frowned at the look in the others eyes, watching him closely as he picked himself up form the ground. Watched as he licked the blood off his finger, eyeing him through the far too bright eyes, eyes that did not match what he originally possessed, his hair seemed to have lightened just a little at that as well.

"Who are you?"

Sly smirked at his statement. It looks like this guy had a lot of brain cells, its own matched with what Daemon had described as the the strength of a demon. At the thought he couldn't help but feel himself becoming exited... in more ways than one.

God damn it Desire... He heard Reason say from within their mind. Sly just rolled his eyes slightly, lifting and throwing the annoying poncho off his body landing somewhere unknown on the grass, leaving him half naked if not for the tight wrappings on his stomach which did next to nothing to hide his body.

Hey Reason, If you want us to win let me concentrate, besides you should really get some rest yourself. After a moment he felt Reason slide back and he stepped forward.

"What's the matter, Hibari. Did Reason hit you in the head a little too hard there?" He smirked eyeing him up and down lingering at the marks running across his body.

And he smiled, such a beautiful sight he must say.

So much better then what Reason had done last time.

"I am Aoba."

"No your not."

'Aoba' scoffed at him, shaking his head from side to side, the silver blades moving away from his face as he did so, as if they were trying to avoid any contact with his skin.

"Well I suppose your just half right in saying that... However I'm just the part of him that a lot more fun." He said, moving the scythe until it was right next to his face, its reflective mirror fine surface held up towards his eyes. Hibari could not help but notice blue eyes in the reflections surface, this Aoba, or the one possessing his body, held the blade at the angle for a moment more eyeing his reflection gently before pointing it at Hibari where it glinted in the light, a transparent fire translucent forming from within the blade itself.

"I am Aoba but I suppose you can call me Desire... however Sly works just as well too I guess since everyone calls me that. I don't really feel like explaining it all to you. Now... bird boy, Reason'll be standing out for the rest of this but you have me to deal with, so. . . let's have some fun. But I don't think you know exactly what you're dealing with here, Hibari..."

Hibari scowled, the tone of his voice, the smirking look in his eyes, the way he held himself was infuriating him to no end.

"Is that so? Heh... It can't be helped I'll bite you to death here and now."

Sly raised a single eyebrow, turning his head slightly to the side to stare at him, a sneer on his lips.

"Bite me to death huh? Aoba? Oh please as if you could..." Sly scoffed at him, eyes narrowing slightly none the less. "Sounds amazing but if anything Restrain'll be the one 'biting somebody to death.' That is if any annoying sun guardians don't get in the way of it."

"Hmm?"

". . . Tch! What's that matter? Not gonna fight me anymore? What, was Daemon right in saying that you have gone soft in your old age?"

The grip on the tonfas was so tight it nearly broke the steel in half, Hibari's eyes glinted dangerously in the light, the look in his eyes sending shivered all throughout Sly's body.

"Yes that's it. Let's destroy each other Kyoya." Aoba smirked, a hysteric glint in his eyes. Hibari winced somewhat unnerved by his behavior. The two of them leaped forward simultaneously.

Both of their weapons clashed against each other sending sparks flying, each of them dodging as they sailed passed them grazing at their hair severing a few strands. Hibari watched as this Aoba winced in what he though was pleasure before he was kicked in the stomach and sent flying to the ground sending him face first into the hard earth below.

Aoba smirked down at him, licking his lips like a cat licking milk off its face.

He's so much more fast and stronger. Seragaki Aoba what are you... What is that thing possessing him...

And not a second later he vanished into a cloud of mist, leaving Hibari alone in the clearing for a moment before he spun around his tonfas meeting the blade of a scythe, sending sparks flying everywhere as he glared into pools of bright gold. Aoba smirked at him barely dodging his attack, the tonfa's spike grazing his cheek as he landed on a tree above him.

"Oh.. so you saw through that, didn't ya?" He smirked wiping the stream of crimson from his cheek. He couldn't help it he just fell so... exited.

"I know an illusion when I see one," Hibari said, looking up at Aoba as he sat cat like on the tree licking his wounds. "Since I hate them with a deep passion. Aso I can tell you are not very good at it at all I already had to deal with someone else pulling the same stunt."

"No not really, I usually leave that kind of thing for Reason to do," he answered back before he paused a smirk forming on his lips. "Oh... that's right I remember boss said once that you battled against Mukuro and lost right."

Hibari's eyes twitched and Aoba's smirked raising his ring in front of him a fire engulfing it interlay.

"Well if that's that case... Might as well have some fun with you."

Suddenly a thick mist came up under his feet and before his eyes the area morphed into a white nothingness, chocking the area in a strange translucent white. Strange objects seemed to float from within the very substance of it, weaving in and out of nothing and yet everything. (he put him in a Rhyme field if you are wondering)

It was too late and he knew it, he was already caught in his illusion.

Aoba, or whatever this person possessing his body was, appeared again from within the illusion, golden eyes smirking down at him arms crossed as he floated above him suspended upside-down in the air or what he thought was the air.

"The hell are you-"

"I'm bored, so I'm gonna have some fun with you... and you injured my Reason so I'm not very happy about that. So enjoy the show..." He faded back into the illusions leaving Hibari along once again.

"I'll enjoy seeing how you get away form him. I'm getting a fuckin' hard on just thinking about it..." (Maybe I should up this rating? It kinda has to be when Sly gets involved for a long time, and he will)

Hibari carefully stepped forward and the moment he did a thick inky blackness sprang up all around him leaving not a corner of white untouched. There was nothing around him, nothing in front of him but a foggy darkness.

And then after a moment out of the darkness a voice drifted to him slow and steady.

"Iiyo."

Hibari wiped around, seeing nothing, and yet the voice spoke again so close to his ear he swore he felt someones breaths mist across it.

"Iiyo..."

The voice was soft and gentle as if its owner was speakig to a lover, and yet it had an eery feeling to it as if...

Iiyo...

"Why do I feel so... strange"

"Iiyo..."

There it was again.

"Iiyo..."

The voice never stopped.

Iiyo...

He was getting impatient at this point.

"...Iiyo..."

And abruptly out of the darkness Hibari saw sharp pointed teeth coming right at him and he raised his weapon quickly only for it to bite in the hard steal. He held it firmly in his hands pushing it back as the animal tried to swipe at him, whatever it was he looked at the illusionary beast this man had conjured up and his eyes winded in shock as he saw what it was. Long blood red hair fell to its shoulders, the whites of his eyes as red as his hair, its eyes yellow slanted and cat like, a scar ran across his nose. It stared up at him in a sort of crazed bloodlust. He seemed to be wearing what looked to be a blood red kimono and his stomach was wrapped in tight wraps that looked reminiscent of his.

It was just some mindless beast but he knew it wasn't it still looked too human to be, even when he looked like this.

Either way the human in beast clothing growled at him like some feral beast would but with a hint of humanity deep within, trying to push itself forward but Hibari held his ground not giving him any room to do so. Its teeth sunk deep into the steel starting to crack and splinter, crimson red blood seeping out of its mouth.

The beasts droll escaping his lips and onto the spikes of his weapon and onto into his flesh making his grip slippery and he wavered slightly his firm grip slacking just the slightest.

But it was enough for the beast to tear through his weapon and slash at him with his claw like hands, Habiri barely dodged them, the attack none the less left four long scarlet streaks on his arm, completely ripping the fabric in the process a punch to his stomach caused the air to leave his lungs feeling something crack.

He had to get his box weapon but the creature was moving forward crashing into him and sending him to the ground under its weight.

Its just an illusion but the pain in his body told him otherwise, he struggled to get back before It bit at his shoulder breaking the skin and dying the black in scarlet claws tearing at him claws ripping at his face attempting to tear him apart.

Hibari groped with his free hand not under the weight of the creature on top of him, finding the handle of his tonfa griping it tightly and brought it forward onto the beasts neck.

And met nothing but air and falling green leaves.

The illusion around him fell apart and Hibari was once again in the forest flat on his back on the grass, his foot pressed onto his chest pushing him down into the soft earth and the air out of his lungs once again as he pushed his full weight into it a hand slapping the tonfa out of his hand.

"Ahh... Wasn't the matter Hibari... Can't handle being bitten to death?"

Though his voice had a cold playful ring to it he looked angry with himself.

"If Reason hadn't woken up well... let's just say it wouldn't have been pleasant for you..."*

Hibari grunted, fingers curling around his tonfa but before he could do anything Aoba was holding him down his body on top of him.

Cold dark eyes met piercing gold orbs staring right down at him as he held him down firmly against the ground. "What's the matter anyway? Lost your drive to fight? You were talking all that good stuff a while ago." Hibari grunted, glaring daggers up at him but his body felt too heavy to move. This Aoba rolled his eyes. Moving up to place the scythe against his throat pressing it against him until a small line of scarlet leaked out.

"Guess Daemon was right after all, and here I thought I was gonna have a fun time with you. Heh your not even..." His voice trailed off a slight frown on his face as he looked away at the space near some trees.

"Tch, you Vongola keep coming don't ya?" Sly shouldered his weapon, turned to see who it was and his eyes narrowed.

"Oh? Nagi isn't it?" He smirked, releasing his hold on Hibari he picked himself up from the ground, eyeing the girl before him.

Chrome's eye darted to the bloodied form of Hibari on the ground barely breathing to the other one and she drew back a bit in shock, her back hitting the tree, her eye quickly moving from his legs to his eyes, her body shacking slightly as she watched him coming closer to him.

"M-my name is Chrome..."

"No its not... that's just the name your master gave to you. You... your like some mindless doll waiting on his beck and call." His eyes narrowed at that a look of anger deep within their very depth and suddenly his hand shut out slapping against the tree pinning her against it.

The man looked at her a look of utter distaste in his eyes as he moved closer.

"You really do look as pathetic as boss said you were..."

Chrome blinked.

"That look in your eye really pisses me off..."

He frowned feeling Reason resurface again.

Sly what are you doing? Stop it! She's doesn't...

Go back to sleep Reason... He muttered under his breath, forceable pushed his others mind away not really wanting to do this and focused his attention back on the woman, watching as her hand went to her pocket. A hand shot out grabbing it just as she wrapped her fingers around her box weapon.

"That reminds me... your organs are fake... aren't they..."

If you are wondering why Sly didn't just use Scrap on Hibari its because he can't use it without Veritá's permission. Let's just say Giotto did it.

*Hmm... should I do a bad ending for Hibari?

Evil smirk. White and red all around. 0_o