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Chapter 3

Hibari was not happy.

Then again, the skylark was never happy. (Except when he was off biting herbivores for their herbivorous actions of course.)

First, his parents came home and disturbed his peace and quiet. Then they brought home a bunch of noisy 'friends' with them. Needless to say, he was not pleased with the crowding.

One had even pinched his cheeks and another dubbed him as 'Kyo-chan'. He bit them to death before escaping- no, not escaping. (He did not run from anyone.) Strategically retreating by jumping out of the window. His parents were quite naggy and he did not want to deal with his mother's 'I am so disappointed in you' look nor his father's 'No more tonfas for you' look. Psh, as if his tonfas could be confiscated.

Heads would roll first.

Hibari's mother worked as detective and his father worked as a cop. However, they both were often out for long periods of time due to their job and Hibari was usually left alone in the house. (With the occasional maid and house workers.) He enjoyed being alone actually, he took after his father in this aspect. But Hibari Kuro could put up with crowding for his wife, Suzume. He was strong, quiet and aloof, just like Hibari. His father was the one who actually gifted him with tonfas. He was also the one who regretted it when he was forced to pay for the repair bills.

The skylark just thought that his father was very whipped.

Hibari Suzume was calm, polite and smiled a lot. She was a stickler for manners, and often scolded the father and son duo for their...Hibari-ness. Apparently it was a family trait. Suzume actually had Chinese blood in her, she was a half actually, making Hibari a quarter. (Not that he knew of course.) She didn't like leaving her only son home alone, but her job called for her to travel so it couldn't be helped. She did try to visit as many times as possible and sent him many cards and gifts.

Hibari shared no traits with her in personality, only taking after her steel colored eyes. He enjoyed seeing his mother scold his father, it was very, very entertaining. He did love his parents...in a distant sort of way; one that involved not showing his affections openly, his father was like that too.

All in all, the Hibari family was very famous with it's aloof father, tonfa wielding son and polite mother. They were also famous for there ability to destroy things.

Hibari grunted as he continued to walk down the street, shooting piercing glares at anyone who would even look at him. Of course, the people all ran and the crowds dispersed, leaving everything peaceful and quiet. Just the way he liked it. He was already upset and people knew that when regular Hibari was bad, a moody Hibari was even worse. The skylark continued to walk, he didn't know where he was going- it was just mindless walking. Nothing more, nothing less.

He passed the Namimori bank, eyeing the soft green grass. The skylark felt rather sleepy since he had woken up so early due to his parents. A little bit couldn't hurt right? And the grass looked really soft too...

A few minutes later, Hibari was settled comfortably on the grass, napping peacefully.

He dreamed of clouds floating freely in the orange tinted sky, unrestricted, unbounded.

There were many things Hibari Kyoya hated.

He hated crowding. (Whether it being himself crowding or others crowding in his presence. Two is still a crowd in his opinion.)

He hated herbivores/people who disturbed the peace of Namimori. (loud noises included) Well, actually- he hated people/herbivores in general.

He hated contact.

And lastly, he hated people/herbivores who disturbed his sleep.

Almost all of these events listed took place when something crashed into him -waking him up-, and squirmed on top of him. The...thing also elbowed him in the face. And then proceeded to scream his ears out.

Hibari had one level of anger. This anger was when people crowded, disturbed the peace of Namimori or damaged property in Namimori. (As well as a bunch of other stuff.) Now he was 3 times angrier then that.

More then angry, the skylark swung his tonfa into the intruder's stomach (or at least he thought it was his stomach) and was satisfied to hear a yelp of pain before the mound of flesh finally decided to get off from his person. Good riddance. But he was not done yet, far from it. The preparatory was going to suffer a slow and painful beating. (He would say death, but he was sure that his father would not appreciate having a murderer as a son when he was only 9.)

No one messed with him and got away with it uninjured.

Tsuna groaned as something jabbed into his gut; tonfas, his brain suggested. He quickly rolled off the skylark's body and scrambled to his feet. He knew that Hibari would probably not listen to his explanations since well...that was just how he was. The skylark had a one track mind of attacking first and then talking later. Wait. Cross out that 'talking later' portion, he never talked. Just left you bleeding on the floor before walking away. The ass.

"For disturbing my sleep, I will bite you to death."

Hibari swung forward, smashing his tonfa non too lightly into the brunet's arm. Tsuna cried out in alarm, flinching and backing away as quick as possible. He stared at his soon to be bruising arm and sniffed, cursing his clumsiness. Not giving him much time to rest, the skylark approached to jab his tonfa into the brunet's left shoulder. Tsuna urged his little body to move to the right, but was too slow and the steel tonfas grazed it, making him topple to the ground.

He was going to lose.

He was going to lose and get beaten up to a pulp.

Tsuna squeaked as the tonfas missed him by mere centimeters, smashing into the grassy soil. The skylark rose a brow at this, slightly impressed at the boy's dodging skills and annoyed that he kept on missing. He narrowed his eyes and increased his efforts in smacking the boy. Tsuna shrieked as a tonfa smacked him right on the shoulder. Gulping nervously, he rolled and barely managed to evade another jab and scrambled to his feet. He wouldn't last any longer, the brunet had no stamina in his current form, he was disadvantaged with his weak limbs and size. And he didn't have his flames nor his ability to fly. Oh how he missed them.

Coming to a decision, Tsuna did the only thing he could.

He ran.

And then he tripped. Now face flat in the grass, Tsuna wondered why he was such a clutz. Everything was also very anticlimactic. Urgh.

Hibari stared at the herbivore in disbelief as said herbivore face planted onto the ground.

"...You are an idiot."

He received a muffled reply. "..Ah row." (I know)

Hibari's left eye twitched as he wondered if the brunet was really worth beating up.

Then again...he did disturb his nap and the thought is quickly thrown away as he attacks once more, irked. The brunet yelps again and struggles to his feet, trying to placate him. "Um! I'm really sorry about it! It was an acci- oww!"

Jab. Smash. A hit to the chest.

"I'llgiveyousomepineapples!" (Because clearly Tsuna was not thinking right and was a bit curious. Just a bit.)

A pause.

Then a narrowing of eyes and a hateful glare.

"I hate pineapples."

"Oh, well-oww!"

The swings seemed to become (if possible) even more vigorous and hard. Note to self, never offer Hibari pineapples. Ever again.

Swing to his shoulder. A blow to his ribs.

Tsuna decided that he really needed to help Hibari work on his people skills.

Or at least immobilize the skylark so he could just sit still and listen for once.

But at least he learned that Hibari hated pineapples. And Mukuro for a reason.

Thoroughly beaten up and punished for being so 'herbivorous', 'disturbing the peace of Namimori' and for 'offering of pineapples', Tsuna was left on the ground. The brunet groaned at the bruises and marks all over his body. And the pain. OH THE PAIN. Even when he was so little, Hibari could pack a powerful punch...or a powerful jab with a pair of tonfas. Though it wasn't that bad..could have been worse. Cringing, he climbed to his feet and continued his walk to Hana's, wincing. Hopefully she wouldn't freak out, but he had a feeling she would.

He sighed.

The door swung open quickly, and Tsuna almost fell from the force and suddenness of it.

"Sawada! You're late! Why did-" the reprimand came to an abrupt stop as dark eyes widened in surprise at his current state. Her gaze traveled from his split lip to his bruised arms and legs. His hair was messy and had some dirt mixed in, shirt full of grass stains and his face was slightly twisted in pain. Hana quickly yanked the brunet in, careful of his injuries before bombarding him with questions.

"What the heck happened?! Who did this?" she demanded, hissing as her eyes continued to dart around checking for any other damage.

"Oh, umm.."

"Tsuna-kun?!"

"Urk! Kyoko!?"

The ginger dashed forward, eyeing his injuries with shock. Her amber eyes swirled with panic but there was an underlining of calmness to it, as if she'd seen such injuries before. Then again, Onii-san also got injured a lot since he liked challenging others.

"Kyoko, take care of him. I'm gonna go grab the first aid box!" Hana barked, running out of the room. Kyoko nodded before scurrying over and checking over him, gently prodding some bruises.

"Guys, there's no need to worry! I'm ok- oww!" he hissed as fingers poked at a rather painful bruise. He was met with -surprisingly- angry amber eyes. Kyoko looked both livid and concerned, something that surprised the brunet since she was never angry. She was always full of smiles and a part of him felt that the angry look looked wrong on her yet another part of him felt somehow gratified by it.

"Tsuna-kun! You are not okay! What happened?"

"Sawada probably got into a fight. Like a monkey." Hana interrupted with a huff, entering the room with a box of supplies in her hands. "I'm actually disappointed."

Tsuna inwardly flinched at her cutting remarks, it had been quite a while since she called him a monkey, and her disappointment stung. He hated disappointing people. And if she thought fighting was that bad, wait till she learns that he's the boss of a Mafia group. He was gonna suffer a slow and painful death...

The brunet winced, startled as he felt something cool wiping his cheeks. Kyoko had a towel in her hand, trying to clean his wounds and his eyes softened at the care. Hana was also helping, bandaging some of the more painful wounds. She tightened the white cloth around his arm and he yelped at the pain. "Ow!"

"That's what you get, idiot." she snorted, but loosened the cloth a bit. "So what happened?"

Tsuna sighed, knowing that he couldn't get away with it, at least not this time. "Hibari Kyoya."

Hana blinked in surprise, a certain understanding flooding her features. "Wait-that guy did it? The self proclaimed carnivore?!"

The brunet shrugged, a bit amused at her shock.

Dark eyes narrowed. "What did you do?"

Tsuna inwardly cringed at this, amusement dissipating- he was gonna get a scolding for sure.

"Well?" she demanded, impatient. He shot a pitiful and pleading look at Kyoko who only shook her head, leaving him to the mercy of Hana's glare and biting comments. Traitor! But then she smiles and that thought gets thrown out of the window. He couldn't even get mad at her!

Huffing, he began sheepishly. "Umm...well, you see..I kind of disturbed his nap."

"..." Silence filled the air as the two girls gave him identical looks of disbelief.

"It was an accident! I swear! I...may or may not have also accidentally hit him in the face and flattened him." he admitted.

Hana closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath. Breathe. Count from 1 to 10. Calm down. Breathe out.

Yeah...Not happening.

Eyes flaring open, she proceeded to smack the brunet in the head and hopefully knock some sense into him too. "And why the heck would you do that?!"

"I accidentally tripped!" he whined, edging away from the temperamental girl.

Kyoko simply sighed as Hana continued to yell at the brunet.

At least Tsuna was okay.

Tsuna had a problem.

Just a tiny one.

The brunet glared at the paper that was caught in the branches of a rather tall tree, taunting him with its height. He had been doing his homework on the porch when an unexpected gust of wind blew it away. Very cliche. And it was slightly ironic, he would've gotten it easily if he could fly, but alas he couldn't. Bummer.

Huffing, he proceeded to climb the tree; hands clutching the rough bark as he began to scale up the trunk. He soon reached the top. Kneeling on a sturdy branch, the brunet stretched his hand as far as he could, fingers twitching before he finally managed to snatch the sheet. Smirking in triumph, he pulled on it only for the wind to blow again, leaves smacking him the face; obscuring his vision as he fell off the branch.

Tsuna clenched his eyes shut, muscles tensing as he prepared for the impact. He faintly felt his hands flare with warmth before he opened his eyes again.

He was not in pain.

He was also not on the ground.

Blinking, his gaze traveled to his hands where orange flames flickered. He was floating...and something was burning!

He gasped, the flames disappearing at his shock as he landed on his butt.

"Oww.."

Shaking off the pain, he scrambled to his feet; looking around to search for his sheet. He hoped he didn't do what he thought he did. Instead of seeing a white sheet of paper, his eyes met with a small pile of ashes that were already spreading due to the wind.

Tsuna blanched.

He burnt his homework.

That he had spent 30 minutes on. (It was a simple sheet, a small project in regarding his dreams.)

He collapsed on his hands and knees, wailing internally before pausing.

He spent way too much time with Mukuro.

After calming down and vowing to do it again later, he concentrated back on what just happened. He had summoned his flames...but it could have been just a fluke. Frowning, he concentrated, trying to put all his feelings into it. His resolve and his want to protect his friends, Tsuna never wanted anything to happen to them ever again. Flames burst from his hands, flickering unevenly and licking his hands. He flinched as the heat burned him this time and allowed the flames to die out. The brunet studied his hand that was slightly pink and decided that control would be needed. He could get a head start on managing his flames.

Tsuna sighed, not knowing whether to be happy or sad that he could conjure his flames again. (It did burn his homework after all!) But if he could manage them, then life would be a lot easier and he could finally fly again.

He smiled at his new found resolution.

But first he had to finish that homework...

Orange flames danced on his palm and Tsuna let a smug smile adorn his lips. Finally. The brunet could finally control it after a few weeks of practicing. He had to admit that it was harder then he thought without his gloves and ring though. They were perfect mediums for his flames, but he would get them later so it would be fine. Tsuna played around with his flames, coaxing it to mold itself into a shape of a bunny. His flames no longer burned anymore, though his hands would usually get sore and sometimes even have slight blisters if he used them too long. He could touch things with his flames and still leave that object safe and burnt free as long as he controlled it enough.

He allowed the flames to orbit around his finger, slowly widening before allowing it to dissipate.

On somewhat of a whim, Sawada Tsunayoshi decided that he wanted to get a job.

Because he was set to become the Neo Vongola Primo, Tsuna never worked part time or got a job or anything like that. He spent most of his time training and learning about the Mafia world. The brunet decided that a job would be necessary (in this world) so he could earn his own money and buy stuff (specifically things that could be useful to him now or in the future) without asking his mother all the time. For goodness sake, he was a 24- no, 26 year old man, (in a 7 year old body) he felt downright ashamed to ask for money.

So he got a job. Well, it wasn't really a 'job', Tsuna was pretty sure people wouldn't hire 7 year olds anyways. It was simple, he would help out people in the neighborhood for some loose cash. It could vary from finding a missing pet, raking leaves, cutting grass and anything else that a kid could have done. He was slightly, just slightly glad that he had such a...'adorable' face. The tips were nice, though he never accepted too much since he did not want to take advantage of them. The tasks were quite simple, the hardest being finding lost pets, they could seriously put up a good fight and even though Namimori was a small town, it wasn't that small.

Tsuna was also on one of those 'jobs' when Hana and Kyoko bumped into him. He had spent hours hunting down a big brown cat and had finally subdued it enough after being bitten, scratched and so forth. To say they were surprised was an understatement.

They had been walking by when Tsuna suddenly popped his head through a bush, hair matted with dirt, scratches covering his face.

"..."

"..."

"...Umm...hi?"

"Sawada." Hana began, pinching the bridge of her nose. "What the heck are you doing?

The brunet lifted the heavy cat up in response. "Retrieving a cat for an old lady."

"And why are you in the bushes?"

Tsuna grimaced at the memory. "The cat was there and it put up a good fight."

"Eh? Tsuna-kun- are you just helping? Thats very nice of you." Kyoko questioned.

"Nah- It's a job." he answered with a smile and a shrug. "I do simple tasks in exchange for some money."

"You're working?!" Hana asked in disbelief, slightly horrified. "You're too young!"

Tsuna laughed sheepishly. "Nothing that complicated, it's basically community service- the only difference being that I get paid. Besides, I thought you would appreciate someone working, since it's mature and stuff." he pointed out.

The dark brunette bit her lip. "Working is good, but..it's dangerous. There are a lot of suspicious people out there Sawada."

The brunet paused before giving her a knowing smile. "I know." Hana couldn't help but feel that he was talking about something completely different, something had flashed in his eyes. It told of unknown maturity but she would not ask and prod about it. She would wait to hear about whatever it was.

"Then we'll help." she demanded instead. She could at least watch over him like this.

"Eh? Oh- but you guys are busy and Kyoko pro-"

"Not at all Tsuna-kun! I would love to help!"

Cue flower and sparkles.

Tsuna inwardly sobbed at his inability to say no.

And so they both joined.

Tsuna leaned against a tree, staring at his hands once again as he allowed a small flame to swirl around on his palm. When he missed his guardians and family, he would seek comfort from his familiar sky flame. It was a part of the bond he shared with his famiglia. The flames were related to the Mafia and Vongola, his family as the Vongola. He allowed the flames to grow and Tsuna smiled at the warm fire. All was well so far, no one suspected a thing and he didn't do anything stupid yet. He only had to wait 6 more years for Reborn to come and for everything to start. His spartan tutor was going to be-

"What the..heck?!"

Tsuna practically jumped from his position on the tree as he swiveled his head behind him, horrified at the familiar voice.

And there she was.

Kurokawa Hana stood before him, lips parted in shock and disbelief.

Tsuna swore it could not get any worse.

"Sawada, you-"

And then Hibari jumped down from the tree.

.

.

...And now it just did.

Tsuna likes to think that he's totally normal even when he can fly and poop out orange flames.

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