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Not beta'd. AN below.


In a bed, a small figure slept. His messy long black hair nearly covered his whole face, but his closed eyes could be seen flickering as if the boy was having a nightmare. He also moves restlessly once in a while, but not waking up. Beside him, another boy, younger judging by his face, sat clutching the other's hand desperately. The younger boy whimpered a little every time the boy in the bed moved. His eyes were red and a bit puffy.

"Aniki… Please wake up… You said you will play with me once you come back. You didn't say that you'll need to sleep for a long time. Father will find out you're here if you don't leave soon. He will… he will punish me if he knows you're here! So, please wake up! You need to wake up. Please wake up. Please wake up… please…"

As the boy continued to whimper his plead to the other raven, he didn't notice the sudden move the other had on his face, didn't notice when a green emerald eye peeked tiredly at him.

"Please, Aniki…" The boy was still whimpering when the hand he clutched moved to his head, patting it lightly. At first his eyes widened in disbelief, froze in shock when he felt that warm hand touched his head again, the place that had been cold for as long as his Aniki was gone. Then he caught himself and looked at his Aniki with a gaze like a blind man looking at the sun for the first time. A big smile suddenly filled his whole face and he pounced at the laying boy. "ANIKI!"

"Good morning, Kyo-chan." Harry whispered hoarsely at the younger boy, a small smile present on his face. "How are you?"

Kyoya didn't even register the question, so focused on the fact that his Aniki was here again, talking – even though it wasn't the usual cheerful and clear voice – and not sleeping anymore! He hugged the other boy tightly until his Aniki was gasping for air, then let go, although he was quick in grasping the other's hand again with both of his hands, this time not letting go even when Harry tugged at it.

"I see you're okay, Kyoya. Can you give me a glass of air? My throat felt so dry that I think I can drink the ocean, salty it was." This time Harry sounded more light, but more raspy than before – if it even make sense.

Kyoya immediately stood and ran to the door, eager to follow the request his brother had just given him. Harry didn't really mind that he was running though, as soon as Kyoya stepped outside the hall, his step slowed and thus Harry didn't worry that his little brother will fall or Kyoya's father might reprimand him – if he was in the house.

Harry frowned a little at his surroundings. He was in the Hibari residence, judging by what Kyoya had said to him before he was really awake. His eyes pinned a little figurine on a drawer. Harry got out of the futon, made it, and continued his short walk toward the figurine.

Once he was in front of the figurine, he plucked it carefully, mindful of the fragile-looking cat. It was his creation, a gift for Kyoya. Since he didn't have any money, he made do with what little he had, Sakura flower which was always in the Namimori. He used his special power – he had called it magic, but once Aunt Petunia heard him saying that word, she freaked out and Uncle Vernon punished him, so he decided to just call it his special power – to glue each of the Sakura flower, thinking of his little brother the whole time he was making it. He didn't know that the Sakura flower will last this long. …Or that is his special power doing again?

He replaced it on top of the drawer again when he heard steps outside the room. He looked at the door and as it slid open, Kyoya got in. On his hand was a glass of water, held delicately and Kyoya's eyes were full of concentration. No wonder, since the glass was full of water. Harry thought there was only half a millimeter left without water in it.

"Kyo-chan!" He called his little brother. "Why did you fill it so full?"

Kyoya looked a bit puzzled."But, Aniki! You said that you're thirsty! I thought that meant you want to drink as much as possible! So-" he emphasized on the word "-I thought I'll get you as much as I can!"

Harry groaned a little, placing his hand on his face. "That's not what I mean… But good job, Kyoya!" He added quickly when the younger boy's face fell.

But as he walked to the other boy, he noticed something he didn't before; his brother's eyes. "Kyoya," he started concernedly. "Have you been crying?"

The younger boy froze before he shook his head in an unconvincing act. "N-not at all, Aniki! Why would you ask?" He stuttered a little. This was the first time he tried to lie to his Aniki. He didn't like it at all.

It turned out that Harry didn't like it too.

"Kyoya." He said calmly. "Don't lie to me."

The lying boy flinched at the tone his Aniki used. He was a stubborn boy though. He quickly made an upset face and pointed accusingly at Harry and his full of bruises body. "But you haven't told me anything too!"

For a second, it felt like Harry will die; his heart stopped beating. But then it continued it task in pumping blood throughout his body and he felt like he had just been slapped by Uncle Vernon with Aunt Petunia's frying pan. Yes, that felt really hurt. But it also opened his eyes. How could he claim to be Kyoya's Aniki if he didn't act like an Aniki? How could they be family if they weren't truthful with each other? All they did was playing together and he didn't know much about his brother's life other than his father didn't like him that much! This need to be fixed now!

His gaze turned serious (No pun intended ^^) and he looked deep into Kyoya's eyes. "Okay," he mumbled to himself, before his voice got louder and he spoke to his little brother. "I'll tell you what happened to me, and you'll tell me what's going on, okay?"

Kyoya agreed after a solemn moment. Then, the gate of truth opened, flooding and leaving both of them overwhelmed. How Harry had served his 'family' ever since he was aware of his surroundings, how Harry never felt love directed towards him, how the Dursleys had strived to make him unhappy, how Harry wished for another family. And Kyoya felt for his Aniki. He didn't know if he will be able to trust any family he had again if it was he that's in the Dursleys household. But Harry knew his Kyo-chan wasn't without suffering in his life. Hibari Kyoya was the heir of the Hibari Family, the family that had been serving Namimori as their head of police since…ever. As it was, Kyoya is expected to follow in his father's step. It wasn't like he hated it, as he really loved justice – no, it was his title's effect that made him suffer. Nobody wanted to play with him. All of their parents always taught them to avoid him. They didn't want to get into jail, after all. And then his mother was sick, the only person that ever care about him. And because it was contagious, he wasn't allowed to be near her. Hibari Megumi was the only person his father, Hibari Kenichi, ever showed affection to. It wasn't that his father didn't love Kyoya as his son, more that he didn't know how to show his affection. After Megumi was declared sick and quarantined, he buried himself in work and only scolded Kyoya when they met. Everything Kyoya did must be done to perfection; otherwise he'll disappoint his father. He rarely did see his father nowadays.

Hearing their sad past, they wept together and in that moment, they truly became brothers.

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Tsuna was lying on his bed, smiling dreamily as he remembering this day. He had so much fun! He had a new frie – Nii-san, the Varia didn't destroy Namimori, he had a wonderful dinner, his mother didn't question him when Nii-san had left, and…

He frowned a bit as something weird come into his mind. Something off had occurred before dinner and he furrowed his brows, trying hard to remember what exactly it was. He gasped when he finally knew what it was.

He had thought to let Harii explain to his mother, and his mother in fact believed whatever Nii-san had said. But Nii-san wasn't supposed to know about Mafia, was he?

A scowl graced his face, an expression rare to see on the Decimo's face. Then he suddenly sat up, remembering that the supposed civilian had 'beaten' Belphegor, a professional assassin from Varia! It wasn't really clear if he was a Lord or not, Belphegor himself didn't believe it even though the information had come from Reborn. "He isn't a Lord until he declared himself as a Lord," the prince had said when he asked, "and he wasn't even this Potter-Black Harry until the person himself said so. Until then, he was just a commoner to me." Tsuna assumed the man was just stubborn and wouldn't admit that Nii-san was a Lord because Belphegor didn't like the man.

Tsuna sighed again to himself. But then he thought that nothing could be done by him staying late. After resolving to do a research about his Nii-san, he went to sleep again; never noticing two charcoal black orbs hidden behind a big bubble was watching him.

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A blond man was walking with purpose toward a big mansion. His hair was spiky, and his blue cerulean eyes were burning with determination. But his strides slowed a bit as he come nearer to the mansion, until it finally came into a stop in front of the foor.

His gaze was full of confusion by this point and he turned back, almost walking away. He was stopped from doing just that by the opening of the door.

"Good afternoon, Sir. How may I help you?" The man who opened the door was an old butler. His hair had streaks of gray and he was smiling comfortingly toward the unexpected guest.

"I…" The guest trailed off. He hadn't turned back, so all the butler could see was the back of the man and his shockingly bright hair.

And then the man turned round. The butler's eyes widened upon seeing the man's face. His jaw dropped to the floor, shocked by the appearance of this one man.

"My…" The man said softly, but then he turned to the butler and the butler took a step back, overwhelmed by the force on his face. The man took a breath and continued talking.

"My name is Giotto and I would like to talk with the man in charge of this mansion."


Well, first, for you guys who are still here and reading this AN, thank you. I hope I didn't disappoint you with this chapter, since I write this chapter a long time ago. Sorry too for the shortness.

What you guys should know first is that the delay in updating is because I haven't received the proof-read version of this chapter from my beta, Sylvia-san. It is not her fault entirely though, because I thought that she would contact me if she couldn't do it. Obviously, she forgot and I just tried to contact her yesterday. Today, she responded to my PM, saying that she couldn't beta for me anymore.

So! I need a new beta. Anybody willing to volunteer?

Moving on though, I am busy right now. As in, very, very busy. The result? Slow update - some more than others. Because of it, I'll say it now. Please bear with it since I'll focus on my study first and foremost.

Next... the poll. I wouldn't put a stop to it yet, but I'll inform you guys that the one winning right now is... 'Harem'. Surprising, really, because the last time I check it Xanxus and Reborn are tying at the top. Now, somebody asks me what the Harem option will consist of. To be honest, I am not really sure right now. Maybe I will make a new poll if it win the poll.

Lastly, I would (shamelessly) promote the new story I wrote. For now, I have no intention to continue it, so I hope one of you will go over there and adopt the story! Because I am really busy right now and I think I wouldn't be able to handle another story.

Ah, I almost forgot. I'll add some notes in my profile, about the story I would like to write or be written by someone one day. I'll add one after I update this, so please look at it! And, if you'd like, take my idea to write a story!

Okay, that's it. I will try to update soon, but no promise! Don't forget! I need a new beta!

Signing out,

27rayne