Hi hi!

Well I'm exhausted. And it isn't officially Uni time till next week!

Anyway please look at my new poll and I am working on my Ten Flames chapter I swear to god. Hmm was there anything else I wanted to say? Oh right. I want to try make this an actual harem situation. Like that fic Vivi memoir leto but not really ya know? It's kinda hard considering I've never really done something like that but meh.

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"...Awareness of the insanity of love has never saved anyone from the disease."
― Alain de Botton, On Love

"Tsuna!" Came the collective call of relief when the group came back with doctor in tow. The skylark hung back from the general crowd but gave a nod to indicate he was there. The brunette managed a faint smile and nodded back before he became smothered in brotherly doting, worried affection and 'extremes'. It was uncomfortable being the object of all this but it was nice. It made him feel like someone actually worth the attention.

*ahem*

They all looked toward the doctor now checking his watch impatiently. "Sawada-kun I would appreciate it if we can start the questions now?" The small teen stiffened slightly but upon seeing the worry in everyone's eyes he felt himself relax ever so slightly. "Get on with it then." He murmured as defiantly as possible, but the waver at the end of his voice ruined it.

"Well then I shall be straight with you." The doctor turned serious and professional. "What happened during those six years missing?"

Wow when he meant straight he really meant straight to the fucking point. He was right all along- the doctor was an asshole. The sheer bluntness made Tsuna reach out instinctively to the closest person's hand in an attempt to calm and reassure himself. He found the act in itself quite soothing, not that he'll say that out loud. There was a second of stunned silence until the brunette registered whose hand he was holding.

"Omnivore..."

Shit.

Hibari was a lot of things. But Tsuna was pretty damn sure a hand holder was not one of them. "...This is a one time thing."

Eh?

Everyone in the room gaped at the so called most feared demon of the disciplinary committee unexpected words, if they looked closer they would have seen the prefect himself seemed quite unsure that the words came from his mouth himself. However the brunette decided not to dwell on it and just appreciate this rare moment of generosity. His pale face flushed a delicate cherry blossom pink as Tsuna's smaller trembling hand delicately squeezed the older teen's large surprisingly warm one. Steel grey eyes widened slightly but quickly softened in a rare look of encouraging reassurance in which he silently squeezed his hand back in a subtle gesture of comfort, a sign that someone was there for him. It unexplainably filled him with a little more confidence to speak. Clearing his throat caramel brown eyes looked straight into the doctors. There was no going back now.

"The first two years I was sort of... A human pet for the rich-" there were short sharp inhales of air at the confession, even the doctor who barely knew him paled and shuddered sympathetically. He winced at the sudden almost bone-breaking grip his stoic friend was giving him. God he really was getting weaker if that made him show pain. "I was always in someone's care for no longer than a few months at most- some only lasted a week, some only a few hours for social gatherings. If not I was usually in some damn cage in the storage room waiting for the next auction. Anyway some things happened, shit when down, I ended up fighting in some underground shithole for the rest of the time and now here we fucking are." It looked like everyone wanted to ask more. Tsuna obviously couldn't blame them. If he was in their position he would want to know more too. Or at least beat down the vague idiot with his crappy explanation.

But he simply wasn't ready, hopefully his glare will pass the message on. Or at least put them off. Either way they backed off much to his satisfaction. His admission to his rather messed up life to his friends and family whilst short and held almost no details came as almost a relief to Tsuna. Secrets truly did hold weight as he suddenly felt a little lighter, could breathe a little easier.

Hibari Kyouya was not a man of words, choosing to say the minimum and convey his meaning through the body whether biting a herbivore to death to show distaste or holding a certain omnivore's hand to comfort. However it confused him that he even sought to comfort the brunette. Yes he indeed saw the teen as more than a pathetic herbivore, he was a worthy opponent as well as an admittedly tolerable companion. No more no less. Yet when he saw the omnivore so vulnerable, scared and trembling like a true herbivore there was no disgust, no urge to move away nor the urge to bite him to death for being weak. Only the instinct to protect.

In that state of vulnerability Tsuna had held onto his hand. His hand. If it wasn't vastly inappropriate at that time he would have smirked a victorious smirk at the stupid baseball herbivore who for some reason irritated him to his very being since the teen gotten so touchy with the brunette. Despite his hatred of touching and his personal space being invaded the skylark had always enjoyed the brunette's presence. He could even go as far as to look forward to it. The acceptance in those eyes and the hypnotic darkness hidden beneath drew him uncontrollably in.
So he let the teen hold his hand despite how uncharacteristic it was of him. But somehow he wanted to do more than that. Anything just to stop the delicate looking male with gravity defying soft chestnut locks from looking so stricken. So afraid. He wanted to push all those feelings plaguing the teen away somewhere they'll never reach the male again. To embrace the trembling form and never let go. The need to wash away the tears with a showering of fiery kisse- oh.

Oh.

So that was the reason he was so... Different. Hibari was not someone who would wallow in denial, he was someone who tried his best to be truthful about his feelings. After all escaping such menial things wasn't fitting for a carnivore such as he.

His heart clenched when he heard the words flow from the bedridden teen's soft full lips, stitching an annoyingly vague story of his disappearance. But Hibari was used to communication with little words. He could hear the grating pain and sorrow in each syllable, how hard it was for the brunette to force the memories from his mouth. While Tsuna appeared nonchalant it was a weak facade to hide the brewing chaotic storm of emotions inside.

The prefect remembered his life before. Satisfied with being the top of the food chain. The lone carnivore watching over all the herbivores. He never felt such trivial things as loneliness. The closest companion he had was Kusakabe and even then he was more subordinate than what other herbivores call friends.
Then the omnivore entered.
Not a herbivore yet not a carnivore. A wild beast that held a gentle soul or was it the other way round? He had to admit the enigma of a teen intrigued him but never had he thought he be attracted to the brunette.

Yet what else could this be? Thinking back and re analyzing his previous thoughts on the young teen it was now alarmingly obvious they went far beyond the realms of friendship. And to his surprise he found he actually wanted to pursue it. To pursue him.

But right now was no time for thoughts such as those. After the questioning and a few doses of medication the teen was allowed to be released from the hospital. Tsuna had been prescribed a few pills to help with some sort of anxiety but knowing the prideful teen he would only pretend to take them. Steel grey eyes narrowed at that, the blond herbivore wasn't fit enough to take care of the sick omnivore. The omnivore needed someone who would look out for him no matter what, who stood on equal level and can satisfy both the darkness and the light inside of him. Tsuna needed a carnivore.

"Omnivore."

The brunette turned to look at the skylark, his face still pale but with the way the setting sun hit his face gave off the teen an almost ethereal beauty. Of course the herbivores with him also turned around to look at him ruining the scene with their irritating herbivorous faces.

"Hibari?" The shorter of all the teens tilted his head questioningly. The rumored demonic prefect had to avert his eyes for fear of losing his carefully built up composure in front of the other herbivores due to the raw innocent adorability the brunette unknowingly harnessed. The baseball herbivore was already turning a few shades darker. "Is there something you want? I'm sorry I couldn't spar with you today but I'm a little tired."
It was true, Hibari could tell easily at first glance alone the brunette was exhausted both physically and mentally. The medication he took beforehand didn't seem to help either.

Though he would never tell a soul- living anyways- he hesitated at what he was about to say. He was confused. Tsuna confused him. He'd never had someone stay so close by his side for so long. Even after all the hits and abuse he had given the brunette merely hit back and remained beside him. He wasn't annoyingly loud nor the least bit exasperated by the prefect's admittedly unique ways because Tsuna was just as strange and complex as he was. If not more so. The teen never failed to accept his quirks and his flaws in a heartbeat. Thoughts such as those ran through his mind yet his face betrayed nothing, molded in his usual stoic expression as he merely said-

"My place is nearby. The omnivore will rest there."

Wow. Tsuna honestly was a little blindsided at the sudden request-and yes he could tell it was a request, not an order, for if it was the prefect's voice would have been hardened in determination unlike now where his voice was calmed and much lighter than usual. There was also a faint hesitance in that usually intimidating deepness but the brunette waved it off. It would do nothing but embarrass the other if he pointed it out and an embarrassed Hibari was an angry Hibari. Tsuna while on any other day may have dealt with the teen happily head on, fists in the air and his inner monster practically prancing in glee, but today had thoroughly strained him. The skylark's offer sounded immensely tempting as well. He was not in the fucking mood to walk the rest of the way home plus knowing his... friend, another chance at seeing his home would be rare. And damn was he not curious. And tired.

Ignoring the spluttering protests of his brother and the strange rather intense stares of his friend and Yamamoto, the brunette smiled gratefully as warm caramel met with wavering steel. "That... Would be nice. Thanks Hibari."
Tsuna did not know his older twin brother's face could change so rapidly from stuttering red than a very disturbing shade of white as he practically frothed from the mouth. He almost felt bad at being so amused at the reaction. Almost. The hilarity outweighed the guilt. Finally the blond got himself together enough to form more coherent sentences. "T-Tsuna. Please tell me you're joking ne?"

The younger counterpart furrowed his brow rather adorably in confusion. "Why would I joke Ieyasu-nii? You stay over at Yamamoto's all the time. I fail to see the difference."

"B-b-b-but that's Hibari-san!" Ieyasu especially stressed the last bit causing the brunette to roll his eyes. "Jeez, I know who Hibari is Ieyasu. Really you can be so weird sometimes." He teased playfully. Tsuna didn't understand what the big deal was, really he lo-loved his brother but God could he be such a hypocrite. Plus Hibari is Hibari and he didn't see that to be a reason not to sleep over. It was kind of rude.

Turning to the raven haired prefect he gave a soft smile as he moved toward the figure, stumbling a little during the process. Glaring at any who even dared to attempt to try help- because that would just make the whole day more fucking embarrassing than it already was- he managed to stumble toward Hibari. "Ieyasu I'll call you when I get there if that helps." The brunette added, as offended that he was that his own brother didn't think him capable enough of leaving the house for a night Tsuna didn't wish to worry him too much. The blond seemed to accept the peace offering albeit rather sulkily. Weirdly Yamamoto seemed to share the same expression. At least Ryohei still looked like his usual oblivious happy self.

"I guess we'll skip our usual EXTREME morning jog tomorrow then." Tsuna let out a dry chuckle. "I guess we will."
All of a sudden his knees buckled underneath him and in the split second the ex-fighter cringed, readying himself for the impact with the merciless bastard known as the fucking ground. However instead of feeling the sadly familiar feeling of weightless falling and sharp pain only a blunt surface and gravity could give, Tsuna felt warm arms steadying him and the smell of green tea and faint undertones of... sakura flowers? The brunette would be lying if he said he didn't snuggle unconsciously into the comfortingly warm embrace. Of course he quickly caught himself in that lull of wavering resolve and pushed the person away roughly. Or at least tried to. Damn people with their naturally athletic builds. "Omnivore stop struggling." That tone left no room to protest and he was too damned tired to fight. Tsuna just settled for the mental note that he'll punish the skylark later for his insolence and merely nodded in a sign of temporary defeat.

As the two walked to wherever direction they were headed the brunette realised he must have been zoning out because someway through the trip his brother and his raven haired best friend was gone. He vaguely remembered Hibari saying something to them and Ieyasu's face twisting in a funny mix of anger and fear as well as a strained laugh from Yamamoto. Ryohei had already left to take care of his sister by then, he remembered that much. But mainly he remembered the comforting almost reassuring scent of green tea and sakura, the faint warmth of the other's cold presence and the pleasant tingle whenever their fingers or shoulders brushed against one another. Tsuna couldn't be bothered and was still to disoriented from whatever fucking meds they gave him before to figure out why he felt this way but he knew that the feeling was... Pleasant.

Finally they reached their destination and the brunette couldn't help but whistle in appreciation. It wasn't as huge or flamboyantly extravagant as some of the places he had been to but it was a pretty sweet looking place. It was completely Japanese in style, beautiful large garden surrounding the place with sakura trees decorating the area. There was one particular large tree that Tsuna could just imagine Hibari taking one of his many naps on easily. The place was like out of a painting. A very elegant, refined painting. It wasn't like when in his past his more 'generous' masters gave him fake Japanese crap, this was all genuine.

Steel grey twinkled in pride at his home. Honestly Hibari couldn't care less about his house- it was merely the place he lived in, nothing more and nothing less. But seeing the brunette by his side look at his home with those mesmerizing caramel eyes sparkling in approval, the skylark couldn't help but feel a confusing flair of satisfaction in his chest.

The interior was just as orientally traditional as the exterior. Tatami mats. Minimalistic styled decorations. Those swishy paper doors... Ok so he wasn't the biggest expert on Japanese culture but he had been isolated in the underground world for god's fucking sakes.

Hibari's room matched the rest of the theme but while most of the house was composed of natural browns and ochres the prefect's personal space was decorated in blacks and violets. Simple with barely any unnecessary furniture. Tsuna thought it really suited his friend.

However what really swayed the brunette was the bigass fluffy futon. It was comfort personified. Not one to feel uncomfortable over menial things like invading someone's personal room his feet dragged it self over to the white comforter and simply fell into the softness, sighing happily. Oh sweet baby Jesus was it comfortable. Moaning in ecstasy his lithe body explored the heavenly futon, blissfully unaware of what he was inflicting on the raven haired skylark.

Hibari twitched as he watched the scene that had been presented to him. The brunette had to be doing this on purpose. No one could be that seductive without even knowing about it. Yet here the teen was practically writhing and moaning in his bed, some of his shirt pulled up in the process revealing creamy white skin. There were faint scars adoring the smooth surface but instead of marring the effect it only emphasized it in the prefect's opinion.

"Ne Hibari-"

"Kyouya." The older said almost immediately, not done yet with memorizing the visual treat. He almost frowned when the brunette sat up, breaking his trance. Instead he chose to furrow his brows ever so slightly. Of course Tsuna noticed it but didn't comment, his mind was more focused on what the skylark said. The prefect decided to extend on his words. "Call me Kyouya when we're alone Omnivore."

A light of understanding went through those eyes lighting up the caramel brown rather entrancingly. Then they curved slightly in amusement though steel grey eyes could see the shy joy twinkling behind it. "Then you must call me Tsuna when we're alone... Kyouya." At the utterance at the prefect's full name the brunette flushed a splendid pink that Hibari found very attractive. He wished to see that delicate dusting of pink more often. Nodding in approval the usually violent prefect was about to say something else when someone interrupted them.

"Kyouya! Have I not told you to greet me once you come back ho- hello there."

An elegant yet intimidating woman wearing a scarlet red dress that seemed to flow like liquid behind her leaning on the doorway stared with dark silver eyes at the unfamiliar figure. Flickers of amusement and surprise danced in those grey orbs hidden by dark long lashes. The brunette wondered why for the life of him did he never notice this lady before. She certainly was one to turn heads in the street.

"Hibari Yunque."

The lady sighed dramatically as she put a hand on her forehead in a mock faint. Even melodramatic she seemed as cool and graceful as first appearances. "Oh Kyouya darling haven't I told you to call me Mama? I blame your father for getting you into calling everyone by their full name." Tsuna looked at his friend who seemed to be twitching erratically like the teen so desperately wanted to bite the woman to death but just couldn't. The younger of the two wanted so hard to laugh. This was hilarious. However that was rude. Well Ieyasu told him it was rude. Really his reputation had gotten even worse when he laughed so openly at people's pain and embarrassment. He had to go through some sort of morality lessons and shit after that which he obviously skipped. Unfortunately Ieyasu went on mother hen mode again and took it on himself to teach him basic rights and wrongs. Deciding that it would be a good time as any the brunette introduced himself as politely as he could.

Standing up and dusting himself off from imaginary dust the teen walked toward the woman- who he now confirmed as Hibari's mother- and bowed slightly. "Sawada Tsunayoshi. A pleasure to make your acquaintance." The elegant lady giggled softly as she turned to her son. "Oh Kyouya darling, I didn't know you were like that. But he's cute and polite though. I like him." She was rewarded with the rare sight of her usually aloof, indifferent child blushing furiously at her implied statement, steel grey glared at silver grey. Finally the woman tore her eyes back to the brunette at hand who was curiously assessing her as subtly as he could manage. Of course the teen was not subtle enough, those large caramel brown eyes revealed everything but Yunque thought it was endearing in a way. Like a small animal. 'No wonder my boy is so fond of him.' She thought bemusedly. "I'm Hibari Yunque, Kyouya's mother. Just call me Yunque-san though."

Her son's sweetheart (oh she was going to have so much fun! Yunque had never been more grateful for cutting her business trip short as she did now- after all to find anything that could make Kyouya blush of all things was like finding oil in their backyard) smiled shyly and merely nodded in response. That smile alone though just made the elegant lady want to break down all composure and coo at the cuteness of it all. The Hibari's all had a weakness for small adorable animals after all and Kyouya had impeccable taste.

"Well I'll leave you two be~ I bought take away sushi which is on the table and we don't have any spare futons so you guys are going to have to share." That was a complete lie. There house was huge, of course they were going to have extra futons but the small animal didn't have to know that. As she turned to leave she quickly added as an afterthought. "And if you are going to do anything I suggest you keep it quiet." With a smirk she gracefully fled the room leaving a very embarrassed not to mention extremely pissed skylark and his confused slightly pale guest.

"Well your mother seems nice."

"..."

"...'

"..."

*gro~~wl*

Tsuna blushed again. He had been doing that a lot recently. At least the strange tension in the room was gone. The prefect gave one of his smirking smiles resulting in a deepening of the pink dusting his pale features. "Let's go eat.. Tsuna."

Honey brown stared suspiciously at the little balls of rice with assorted seafood wrapped in seaweed. If it was any lesser man they would have rolled their eyes but Hibari Kyouya was no lesser man by any standards. Instead he let out a patient sigh. "Omnivore are you okay?"

"Yeah, I-I just need to..." The brunette trailed off, continuing his intense glaring match with the sushi. Five minutes later and the skylark's already limited patience was finally pushed to the edge, it had been a wonder that he lasted that long. Picking up a piece of sushi he turned to the younger male. "Tsuna look at me."
The smaller teen complied only for eyes to widen slightly in surprise as cold sticky rice gently touched his lips. "Wha-" His words died off however his incredulity stayed as the piece of sushi was pressed a little harder against his full parted lips. "Eat." Hibari practically purred in a strange yet weirdly pleasant deep husky baritone that the brunette couldn't help but shiver slightly at. Those sharp steel eyes darkened slightly and looked almost predatorily at him, not like when they exchange blows- no- this felt different.

It was obvious he was still hesitating even after being prodded by the skylark. The usually indifferent teen rolled his eyes slightly before another cheeky idea came to him. Closing his own eyes the prefect leaned in to the sushi he was holding and took a small bite of the other end. Chewing slowly he savored the taste of the tasty substance and the expression on the brunette's face. Cute was the only possible word to describe it. Delicious was a close second.

Nervously like a wary little animal eying new food (which wasn't too far off the actual situation really) the brunette tentatively nibbled the offered piece of sushi. Caramel brown eyes lighted up at the taste. Much more confident now and fueled by his revived hunger the teen continued eating the delectable dish from his friend's hand, not caring that the other two was eating from the other side. Needless to say it didn't take long for two lips to meet and barely any speck of rice between them. The two barely brushed each other as they separated. It wasn't close enough for a kiss but there was definitely a faint buzz from where they almost touched. Addicted they continued this unusual way of eating each piece of sushi, savoring each spark as their lips barely met. Finally it came to one last piece, it started out the same however once they finished the two teens paused.

There was a second of silence as caramel looked into steel before the older of the two leaned forward pressing his own mouth against the other in a soft, chaste kiss.

When he first met Tsuna he had been intrigued. That darkness that swirled beneath all that kindness, the complexity of it all and the insanity of it all, made him wish to know more. But now he knew that he wanted the brunette. More than just a worthy opponent. More than just a close friend. Tsuna was the sky to his cloud, allowing him to float freely, not binded nor tied down yet not letting him be truly alone, forever in his vast warm accepting embrace.