Tsuna takes a deep breath, ignoring all the people rushing around Hibari and himself.
It's time.
They day has finally arrived. All the training, all the waiting, all the seat, blood, and tears…it was all for this moment.
He slips his helmet on and grins.
It's fierce and determined and a little bloodthirsty.
(Tsuna blames Hibari entirely.)
(Hibari agrees with him and is rather proud that he had had a hand in rousing the sleeping Carnivore that shares his mind in the Drift.)
Beside him Hibari slips his helmet on, his grin wide and bloodthirsty.
When the Neural Handshake is completed- the name for when their minds meet and meld together-and their minds are one they can both feel the other is excited and a little nervous but determined.
Tsuna can feel that Hibari is gleeful and grateful to Tsuna for allowing him to have this chance to be fighting Kaiju-for his decision to approach Hibari that day in the dojo and fight him. Tsuna acknowledges it silently- thankful himself that Hibari had opened the door for him to be here defending his country but mostly his Mama by accepting that challenge in the dojo and meeting him head on despite being sure they would never click as they had.
They glance at each other as the head of their Jaeger drops down and joins its body and the third almost-presence of their Jaeger joins their mind-space.
"Ready?" Tsuna asked silently and his only response is Hibari's wild grin and a surge of bloodthirsty determination.