Title: Diary of Drabbles

By: Metamorcy

Disclaimer: don't own

This has been beta'd by tokyomewmewlvr.


Fine Line

Pairing: 6918


Hibari hated him, oh, he hated him.

That pineapple bastard.

He hated how Mukuro could manipulate his body, manipulate his mind. He hated it all.

It was even worse when he showed up in his dreams, messing with his supposed-to-be-peaceful nights. Sometimes, he would even show up during the times he napped during the day. Of course, in a dream, he couldn't do anything, he couldn't satisfy his bloodlust by beating an illusionary figure. There was no point.

But when Mukuro showed up in real life, he wanted to beat the man senseless. However, it wasn't enough. There was still no point. Mukuro was only an illusion that surrounded the girl or was it possessing? Well, whatever it was, it just meant that he couldn't beat the man completely.

He hated it.

He really did.

But there's a fine line between love and hate.

Hibari didn't understand it but Mukuro did.

The illusionist would take the chance to mess with the cloud guardian's head. Kiss him, hold him, everything. Sometimes Hibari would beat him away, sometimes he would walk out, and sometimes…he would let it happen.

Mukuro couldn't complain. He enjoyed it. The little moments and continued to come and visit every single time.

Hibari grew used to the visits, to the touches, and just…allowed it to happen. He didn't care…but it felt good, though he would never admit that. He's rather die than do so.

But Mukuro knew, he knew everything, and one day whispered.

"There's only a fine line between love and hate, Hibari."

And then he could give that chuckle of his and kiss him on the lips.


Lalala!! No ukey Tsuna! Lalala!!

I think this one is darker than the others.

Hmmm…I love darkness! Yay for darkness!