Author's Note:

Sorry for the late update! Maybe a little too late. I wish you all the other holidays I didn't wish you guys. Yay! Tenth chapter! Special Thanks to my dear reviewers,

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Chapter 10

Move. Easier said than done.

Leather shoes that clacked against the tiled floor, steel tonfas that gives off a metallic rap against anything they touch and the long corridors that echoed any sound that passed through them. Hibari's chance of being stealthy was going to be the same as the Vongola or Cavallone in a small room. Hibari flung off the pair of spectacles when the message was over and made a mental note of the count down, no choice but to listen to Tsuna. Being in a hospital with everyone knocked out does have it's advantages. Since everyone in the hospital was down, no one would witness him going against his pride and listening to a man talking to him through a pair of spectacles. First problem solved, now the next:

Where in the world could he possibly go?

One way on, one way out. The elevator was the only way down and the stairs were not an option. Climbing down from the top of the floor would waste almost all of his energy when he gets to the bottom. In addition, he would make too much noise and have limited space to fight. And the elevator was definitely not an option. If the enemy found out the elevator was still traveling up and down with everyone unconscious, something would be definitely wrong. The good thing was that he could predict where the enemy would be coming from, sadly, it would mean running head first into them. His only choice was to move further back into the hospital. He mentally cursed as he walked through the body littered corridors, leather shoes not making the situation any simpler. There was hardly any other hospital rooms to take refuge in due to the high price, however, none of them were empty. He had no intention of dragging any other civilian into his stupid mafia mess. Hibari walked briskly up and down the floor, scanning the different types of rooms present, that was suitable for him to bide his time thinking in. The Laboratory, Pantry, Rubbish Chute. No where. Unless... He walked to the opposite wall of Sawada Tsunayoshi's room.

Great. The toilets. The perfect place to prepare for an upcoming battle.

Hibari faltered. The toilets were definitely not the first place on his list. Or even be on his list. The only time when he would go to the toilet... Was when he had to go to the toilets. He had to thank his lucky stars that Hibird decided not to follow him. He would never hear the end of it if Hibird made a tune of it and by any chance that Hibird leaked it out... He shook his head violently and abandoned the thought, there were more important things to do. The hands of his watch ticked much more loudly on the silence, the sound that was in sync, or could have been his own heart. Tick... Tick... Tick... Hibari had been counting the seconds every since the end of the message - Half a minute left. Shit. He gave one last curse before pushing through the doors.

First thought - Thank God that the entire stalls were empty, cause that would have been really awkward. The toilets were not as bad as he thought, being first class material. The walls were of purest white that shone against the soft yellow light that were coming from lamps installed in the ceiling. The cleanliness of the stalls were well kept and hardly any trace of dirt, the scent of fresh flowers wafted in the air. At least better than being found in a rotten and stinking one. He closed the doors behind him and locked it, kicking the bench from his side to block them. Next, Hibari started to get rid of anything he carried that was making any form of sound. He quickly stripped of his shoes and stashed them under the sink. Hopefully he still would be able to get them back after all this was over. He removed his metals cuff links, put them into his shoes, rolled up his sleeves and continued removing any unnecessary metal that might give him away. Even though his watch was one of them at the darkest corner of the sink and within a layer of leather, the sounds of the hands of the clock was as louder than ever before.

Tick... Tick... Tick...

Thirty seconds.

The lights flickered, jumping in between light and dark before the whole hospital plunged into darkness. Hibari instinctively reached for his tonfas and readied himself. He could tell that the attack on the Vongola was completely and well-planned out. They drowned Tsuna, knowing that he would be admitted in the nearest hospital, the best room and all his guardians would be there to put asleep. However, there was something else unexpected, an outsider that was not in their calculations - a surprise attack from the Vongola. A pawn. Hibari growled with distaste. He was going to bite to death the herbivore when he woke up. But then, the Famiglia that was coming to the hospital was way more powerful than Tsuna. His enemy was definitely not to be taken lightly. He smirked at the thought of another new and powerful enemy, but he knew better. Even though that there was going to be many unsatisfying herbivores for the appetizer, he definitely was not going to have enough energy to make it to the main dish. There were loud thundering footsteps and he could hear the men noisily coming from the front door, but there were not many and at the most ten. To bring only ten, the Famiglia must be powerful. But Hibari sensed the power of the ten men through their flames, a skill that he mastered during the visit to the mansion, he could tell that they could be easily defeated by any of the guardians. Then why was he hiding in a toilet? Hibari was prepared to kick down the doors and bite them to death but he was stopped short by a small nagging voice in his head.

Wait. Not yet.

Hibari paused and sighed. He had to really get that voice out of him soon. Hibari used his senses once more, but this time, his sixth sense. His instinct. He could feel the trail of goosebumps on his upper arm as he squeezed it in anticipation. Not from fear, but there was something else. Something else that he missed. He started to feel jumpy, it was a feeling that he never felt before. It was the feeling of the predator hunting it's prey, stalking it and making it wear out in fear and will to carry on. Hibari had been through this a lot of times.

But this time, he was the prey.

He hated this feeling, and hated himself for being so weak. He heard the elevator button ring at every floor as the ten men checked out all the rooms for any conscious people. The ringing grew louder and louder, till it sounded like it was only a few meters away.

Ding.

Great, they're here.

Hibari waited silently and he picked up every sound that the men make. The crashing of falling items, the banging of doors as they swing open, the spilling of medicine all over the floor. The footsteps to the door were getting louder and louder and louder, coming towards him, crushing all the broken glass that crashed into pieces on the floor. But he didn't care. He was feeling agitated and annoyed by his instincts screaming at him in his head

What am I missing? Which part of the picture is wrong? Where is that last piece?

"Man, I can't wait till I get my pay! We'll be rolling in dough by the time this is over!"

"Finally, I don't have to work for the rest of my life!"

"I wonder what did that guy do anyway? I mean, everyone's knocked out cold." A kick.

"That guy must be a billionaire too. Who offers millions of dollars just to check out a hospital?"

"But we have to find out this man... Let's see here." The crumple of paper. "Sawada Tsunayoshi."

"Ha! And we get to kill anyone that is awake!"

Hibari felt his arms and legs shaking, eager to bite all those herbivores to death. But there was something wrong with their conversation, they were hired? Not a Famiglia? That means.. all of this was done by someone else out side of the mafia.

This just keeps getting better and better.

That would mean that the strange presence just now would be definitely from the main culprit. But how was he going to fight some one he can't even find?

"If you're done, meet me at the same place and time tomorrow to get your payment."

Well, that was convenient.

The voice was definitely not the same as the rest. Unlike the others which were gruff and could be easily identified as middle aged men that Hibari will hate a lot. But then again, which few herbivores could he stand? This voice was calm and soothing. Like a siren in the seas which sings lullabies to the sailors and drag them to their deaths in the depths of the ocean. Hibari guessed if he was one of the pathetic herbivores, he would most definitely fall for this man's death song too. Even though the voice was from the other end of the corridor, Hibari did his best to pick out any details from the sound. 20 years of age? Seemingly fit. Quite tall, maybe even taller than him. Confident, cool and mysterious.

And Hibari still can't sense his presence.

"Well, are we done here?" He heard the man speak up again.

"We checked every nook and cranny... Sir." A voice said with distaste.

"Have you checked every room?"

Silence. Probably nodding and agreeing.

"What about the toilets?"

Great.

More silence.

"...Yes."

The faint smell of gunpowder.

Shit.

A gunshot and a body collapsed onto the floor.

"Well, I guess I'll have to check it personally."

Now, where do you hide in a toilet?

The rest of the remaining men pushed and shoved their way through the door. The door was easy enough to break down the door with only a bench blocking it's movements, but neither of the man could stand thinking that the next person lying in his own pool of blood could be himself. They scrambled into the toilet and kicked down all the stall doors.

"Nothing here sir!" Someone said between a shout and a squeal.

Clacking of leather shoes walked up and down, and eyes that surveyed the room. He could have sworn that he sensed someone here. The presence was doing it's best to hide it's massive killer aura but he still picked it up once he stepped past the double doors the hospital.

It was strong, but not strong enough. It was immature, like a baby just learning to walk. But when it was fully developed...? His mouth tugged into a mischievous smirk.

"... Sir?"

"Seems like we're done. Get out."

The shuffling of feet that trailed out of the door. Their metallic weapons clanged clumsily against everything that they meet, obvious they were not professionals. They also failed to notice a man eavesdropping in their conversation and doing his best to hide his intention to bite them all to death.

Hibari tapped impatiently. Were they finally gone? The cold wind ran its fingers through his hair and ruffled his clothes, flapping in the strong wind. He was pressed against the outer wall of the hospital and feet pressed closely together - hundreds of metres above the ground. Standing on the ledge of the hospital was not easy, fortunately for him the ledge was just a bit larger than his foot, providing him some footing. Still, he did his best not to look down even though he had a proper foothold and focus on the conversation and movement in the room through the open window just beside him. He was not afraid of the fall but falling cause he couldn't balance would be just plain embarrassing. And of course serious health issues like pain and death and others, but that didn't really matter to him. When he heard the door slowly close behind him and he shifted. He looked up to the stormy sky. Finally.

"Not good enough."

Hibari turned his head to the sound of the voice at the window, wide-eyed. A hand splayed its index and middle finger, each tip of the finger hung one of his leather shoes.

"Good attempt, it was good enough to fool those idiots. Idiots can't really change. But high-class Italian leather shoes don't really belong under sinks, do they?" Hibari could almost picture the man smiling, but without mirth.

Hibari said nothing. He could only see the sleeve of the white dress shirt folded to the man's elbows and took no risk of glancing at his face. Falling was still not a good idea.

The man set the pair of shoes onto the window ledge and began walking back to the door.

"Give my regards to the Vongola."

And then he was gone.

Hibari Kyoya was back in his own home, the place where he preferred to be. He just sat on his couch while Hibird nuzzled in his hair and Roll snuggled into the cushions by his side. But Hibari just stared into empty space.

Weak. Weak. Weak.

He felt so useless, along with the Vongola Guardians and the Cavallone. At least, he didn't pass out. Sawada Tsunayoshi had been moved back to his room for further treatment with flames instead of technology to speed up the process. He needed to be stronger, much stronger. The first encounter with the unknown enemy did not go too well And he knew that the Guardians were thinking of it too. 18 year old kids should not be a part of war, but then again, so shouldn't a 20 year old. He had a feeling that the Cavallone would come bounding into the room again soon for some training, so he picked up his coat and smoothed out the creases.

It was time he was going to get what he wanted.

Answers.

Author's Note:

Oh look an OC. I'm not really a fan of OC but one should be fine shouldn't it? If, we need an enemy without putting any of the characters I like into a bad light I guess an OC is the best bet.

I'm so sorry if this Chapter was really bad and on top of that, it's late. Writer's Block. T.T I feel so bad... My major exams are coming up (Yes, I said major) and it's only March. Oh the benefits of school. Leave and reviews or PM me yada yada yada.

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