I own neither Ouran High School Host Club or Katekyo Hitman Reborn as my name is neither Bisco Hatori or Akira Amano.

So this will probably be the last chapter I put up for the story because I'm using a school laptop. So since school is almost over for the year I have to turn in my laptop. TT_TT Nonetheless I leave yall with Chapter 4 of my humble story.

P.S to BloodRed W5olf15. Feel free to use my idea if you so wish to. I'd really love to read it, especially if it's yaoi! :)

~Back at Ouran~

Kyōya had been gone for almost an hour and Fuyumi sat watching in amusement the funny face that her brother's host club members were making.

Finally Hunny spoke up, "Why isn't your little brother living with you and Kyo-chan? And why isn't he at Ouran?"

Fuyumi frowned slightly, "Well, Father never really like Hibari and always berated him. Hibari was a strong boy but he didn't want to do something he would regret towards Father. So about eleven years ago he left home. Hibari had promised to stay in contact with us but he never did. Recently I had been going over the patient records of all the hospitals owned by the Ootori Family when I came upon the name Hibari Kyoya and..."

Haruhi jumped up and interrupted Fuyumi, "Wait a minute! Are you talking about THE Hibari Kyoya from Namimori!"

Fuyumi hesitatingly said, "Y-yes. Why?"

The Host Club and Fuyumi watched nervously as Haruhi started hyperventilating. Hibari walked into the music room to find this scene.

Fuyumi asked excitedly, "Do you know my little brother?"

Haruhi answered hysterically, "Who doesn't! Hibari Kyoya rules the whole town of Namimori with his iron tonfas. He actually defeated fifty thugs in under thirty minutes. Plus there's a rumor that he's in the mafia!"

Fuyumi and the Host Club, minus the once again hyperventilating Haruhi, were startled from their horrified thoughts when they heard Kyōya chuckle.

"That explains a lot."

Kyōya walked calmly to his desk and pulled out his laptop. The other occupants of the room watched flabbergasted as he simply started typing as if he hadn't just learned that his little brother was in the mafia. Their minds soon began to create what they imagined Kyōya's brother looked like based on the information they had just received.

Hikaru and Kaoru both imagined a younger version of Kyōya with an even scarier glare holding a bloody lead pipe and wearing a torn and bloody clothes.

Hunny started to imagine a scary, younger looking Kyōya when he thought of the cake waiting for him at home.

Mori thought of a boy with black hair and eyes beating up a crowd of muscled thugs.

Fuyumi imagined her little Hiba-kun all bruised and bloody.

Tamaki imagined a boy that was a mix of Kyōya and Kasanoda.

Throughout Ouran a shrill, girly shout of terror echoed from the Third Music Room.

~Back to Namimori~

Hibari was back in the DC's room when suddenly the lead herbivore and his subordinate herbivores barged in.

Tsuna nervously asked, "Um Hibari-san. Uh who was that person that came here?"

When Hibari didn't answer Gokudera yelled, "Answer the Juudaime!"

Hibari glared before turning his chair towards the window.

"That was my older brother."

Tsuna and his guardians were shocked.

"Eh!"