Haru's POV

According to my watch, it was 7:05 pm. If I had known it wouldn't rain after all, I wouldn't have brought an umbrella. I didn't really want to come, but Tsuna-san insisted so much I didn't have a choice, so I tried to be really late and maybe the guy would get tired of waiting and leave, but I'm one of those few persons who hate being unpunctual so, in the end, I'm only 5 minutes late to my blind date. My nerves are getting up my throat, as if they try to choke me. Yamamoto-san told me to look at the bright side, that maybe it would be a good date, and I'll finally find love… but I still have my doubts. Ryohei-san also told me to look at the bright side: I'm not going on a date with Hibari-san.

That's probably the only thing I'm relieved about. I know for sure he won't be around to ruin anything. When I was leaving I saw him very occupied with one of his favorite outdoor activities: burying corpses in the garden with Mukuro-san. He asked me where I was going.

-Haru has a date. –He narrowed his eyes at my response.

-With who?- And that was Mukuro-san, already sticking his nose into other people's business.

-I don't know. It's a blind date.

Hibari-san looked down and kicked the half dug terrain underneath his feet, effortlessly breaking the last layer of earth that covered his beloved hole of blood, bones and decomposing entrails. –Someone should tell those two that burying all their victims in the same hole is, for obvious reasons, not a brilliant idea.

Luckily enough, as the two were busy taking care of the new corpse who would be living in our garden from now on, I managed to run away from them and any other unwanted question. Not so luckily enough, I'm going to have dinner with a total stranger.

I take a deep breath as I open the door of the restaurant. I look for him with my eyes, hoping that he's not anywhere around, but I guess, as usual, I'll have to deal with the circumstances. I see someone rising from his chair and waving at me with a shy smile.

-You must be Haru, right?

Oh my god. How can I be so stupid!? How could I not recognize him before!? I see his face every day in magazine covers! Someone hold me, I think I'm going to faint… I'm actually standing right in front of Kise Ryota…

Hibari's POV

Juan Gonzalez was his name. The guy had a wife and two daughters who definitely won't miss him and not much more than that. Total herbivore. I hate to agree with the pineapple but he deserved to die, and he did. He died the way he lived; like a rat. In a few weeks we'll be cleaning the hole before it starts to stink too much and I hate having to see the guy's half rotten face again. I probably won't recognize him, though. I'm not good at remembering people's faces, but at least I won't forget his name. I perfectly remember the full name of those I have killed. It's the least I can do, right? Contrary to popular belief, I'm not entirely heartless… yet. For some time, even I doubted of that. I saw me like everyone else did and I, to myself, was no more than a frivolous, blood-thirsty, heartless monster. A man whose reason to live was death and whose death was his desire of living.

Many times I have thought of ending this –here's why I always hang around in tall places. You know, just in case. - It's tiresome that every single person looks at you and either runs away or sees you as something unreachable, inhuman, as if they were perfect the way they are. Don't get me wrong. It's not like I feel lonely or anything. If I did, I could just smile and stop biting people to death, and socialize and all that waste of time, right? Well no. I won't. I don't need anybody. After being by myself all these years, I grew strong on the inside as well. In the end, my life couldn't be better than the way it already is. But still…

That's the only reason I work for Sawada Tsunayoshi. He actually treats me like an equal –and because he's like a cute little animal most of the time- and as if I was part of this so called family of his. But back to the point I was trying to make here, there is only one reason why I haven't jumped off the roof out of pure boredom yet.

Haru.

She… I don't know how to explain it… she makes me happy. She shows up when I haven't called her but want to see her, she hugs me without my permission in those moments where even a monster like me needs a form of affection. She's the only friend I have and the only friend I need. Unlike Sawada or Bucking Bronco, she didn't approach me for mafia business or any of that shit, but because she wanted to, and to think that someone so beautiful in every aspect like her would actually want to be close to someone like me… I don't even know how to feel. It's like the tale of the Beauty and the Beast, except for the romantic ending. Haru is my best friend and it's already perfect the way things are with her. She's precious to me, so I need to protect her. That's why I'm here now.

A blind date… is she retarded? Does she have any idea of what sort of depraved jerk could be in front of her? What if the guy makes her feel uncomfortable? What if he tries to kill her? Or worse, KISS her!? She's so innocent and cute and doesn't know how to defend herself and for the first time in my life, I'm actually worried about someone. I swear that's the only reason why I'm following her tonight with a long coat, an 'I love New York' cap, a fake moustache and sunglasses –it surprisingly works because she hasn't recognized me-. I swear.

Anyways, there she is. She seems… well, surprised. Whatever, let me take a look at the guy… I hope he's ugly… oh fuck damn it, curse you Sawada, he's hot… you're shark meat after this.

I didn't know, ok? If I had known that Vongola prisons were like hell on earth I wouldn't have locked so many people in them. The worst part, is that I'm tied with a rope that itches a lot, only because I might have accidentally hit a few allies of the family on my way home. It's not my fault, ok? It was that guy…

I was just having my espresso on the table next to hers, keeping my eye on the douche bag. I knew the guy. I've seen him before and I've heard things that I don't like about him. He's that kind of guy who has everything a woman wants: good looks, six-pack, easy-going attitude, fame, money, good at sports, blond… he probably has a small dick anyways, he can't be perfect. Why would my Haru want to hang out with a loser like him when she already has Yamamoto at home? At least he's not a total herbivore, but this Kise… I don't like him in the very least.

So yeah, when he tried to hold her hand I kinda lost it. He only wants her for her body and I can't let him go unpunished. She's so naïve… she just looked down and giggled, as if she was flattered… and then he even dared to pay for the food… he and his dirty trick. I just snapped, ok? All I wanted to do was bite him... no, KILL him to death until I had murdered the life out of him.

Then Sawada and the pineapple showed up out of nowhere and managed to tie me up before I got the chance of giving the guy what he deserved. I fought back, of course, so we ended up fighting outside surrounded by an annoying crowd taking pictures and videos that would end up on YouTube. Then the police showed up and, as the Mafiosi we are, we had to get away from there fast. Damn it. Don't get me wrong. I can easily handle both of them and even more, but I just couldn't focus, ok? I didn't even use my tonfas. I had to keep my eyes on Haru no matter what. I wouldn't forgive myself if that guy laid a hand on her while I was too busy getting carried away by my idiot instincts.

But now she hates me so maybe I should have just thought of not loosing.

Not like it matters anymore…

Haru's POV. Again.

WOW I'M FURIOUS! I don't even know who I'm madder at anymore! If Tsuna-san, or Hibari-san, or Mukuro-san or Kise-san! I DON'T KNOW! I just want to lock myself in my room and never come out again!

Tsuna-san is an idiot for making me go on a date with another idiot like Kise-san and Mukuro-san and Hibari-san are also idiots for ruining it all right when it was starting to go well. I think I'm giving up on guys for good. Girls are prettier anyways. I am so making out with Kyoko-chan first, just to get back at Tsuna-san…

Kise-san though… He seemed like such a nice guy, but his head was full of air! All he talks about is basketball and some Kurokocchi and he's even a few years younger than me and I'm not sure if I'm into that. But seriously, he was completely oblivious to anything that isn't sport. If I wanted to spend my evening with a guy talking about famous athletes who I don't know I would have just gone to have a few drinks with Yamamoto-san. At least Hibari-san is smart and knows stuff and you can actually maintain a normal conversation with him; shame that he's so violent most of the time. I actually feel like talking to him, just to feel a bit less retarded, but I won't. I refuse to even look at him until he apologizes with flowers, chocolate and a giant teddy bear.

Gokudera's POV

To be honest, this has absolutely nothing to do with me so I don't know what I'm doing here, ok? There is no version of this story where my name shows up, but since I'm the right-hand-man and it's my job to know absolutely everything that happens –what am I? a 50 year old woman that loves to gossip!?- everyone who wants to know, comes to me. I'm fucking sick and tired of telling the same shit. Fuck, I need to smoke…

Ok, so this is what I know. The stupid woman is a nosy bitch who's always trying to solve other people's problems. The baseball idiot says I should be nice to her because she got us together and without her we would have never… well, you know. But she's still an annoying and loud woman who meddles into the tenth's business. So the tenth, since he's such an amazing and fair and generous man, wanted to do something for her and got her on a date with a male model and basketball player. She better be happy that the tenth does all that just for her.

The thing is that Hibari, that bastard, decided to start acting like a fucking brat who can't get away from his mother's tits and now he's totally brain-washed by her. He's starting to get all possessive and there were some rumors about them too but I've always known they were fake (LIES)

Anyways, I don't know what his fucking problem is. Is he in love or something? He followed the stupid woman all the way to the restaurant and wanted to beat the crap out of the other guy. What jealousy does to people… Thankfully, the tenth was there to save the day and stop him from doing something crazy that would get OUR name all over the media, but the bastard put up a fight and the stupid woman saw everything. She apologized to her date and they'll never see each other again. She was really mad at all of us, but I can kinda understand that. I would be furious if some idiot decided to ruin some of my precious time with Yamamoto… oh, yeah, I forgot… Mukuro was there too…

So now I have to be telling this stuff to everybody I know because there isn't one single person who doesn't ask me why the heck we have Hibari locked in our basement and all tied up.

Normal POV

Mukuro always said the same thing when he watched TV, because he always watched the same channel at the same hour. The man particularly liked to watch the news on channel 5 because they were always about crimes, very explicit, and the guy who spoke was a sarcastic asshole. Mukuro always complained, though –which is why no one understood why, if he complained so much, he insisted in keep watching-. The mist guardian would always make an unwanted comment on how things had changes, and how a crime of that level deserved so much more years in prison, how justice had gone soft, about how instead of '230 years of jail' they should just shut the fuck up and say 'penal servitude for life', but above all things, he complained about the cells.

-Are you fucking telling me that I spent 20 years in a fish tank when I was a kid and this guy who killed and raped half the female population gets a water mattress, a Wii U and a Plasma TV!? Are you serious!? –And the thing is, he had a point.

That's why, to please him, the Vongola prison was entirely designed by him. It was a custom-made dungeon similar to hell itself, or so he said. The temperature was -9ºC and the floor was made of poison cooking –courtesy of Bianchi-. The scent of the air was the one that could also be found in a men's public toilet and there were wasps just casually flying around like they owned the place. Last but not least, the walls were made of Kohl: a material developed by Verde that caused the sound to be heard 10 seconds after being produced.

Of course, they couldn't just leave Hibari there –he would kill them all once he came out- so after 5 minutes, the just dragged him to the other side of the basement with the wines and all that stuff. Needless to say, he was still not happy. In fact, just to prove how happy he wasn't, he started biting stuff. –His hands were tied behind his back- so let's say there wouldn't be wine for a few months.

A petite woman made her way to where the alcohol was. It was late at night and everybody slept; everybody but her and the man she was looking for.

A flash of light aiming at his right eye was the last thing Hibari needed. He twitched for a moment, but as soon as he saw what was causing the disturbance he sat up straight. He didn't want to show his anger. Not to her.

-Hibari-san, can I come in? - But she was already in.

-What do you want?

-Haru just wants to talk.-She moved forward, agile in the darkness, careful that her naked feet wouldn't step on any broken piece of glass. She stopped in front of the man and crouched so her eyes could be at the same level as his. The skylark held her gaze. He couldn't look away from her. Neither could he look away from the huge shirt she wore as a pajama –it was his, by the way. But there is a story for that that shall be told later on-.

The brunette took a deep breath. She didn't know how he would react, but he was tied so there was nothing to lose.

-Haru wants to know why you followed me yesterday.

There was no response. At least by now she was used to this sort of behavior.

-Hibari-san, answer my question. Was there any need for you to follow me and pretty much ruin my day?

He still didn't answer and Haru was starting to get nervous. Not because of the silence, but because he was looking at her with those hungry puppy dog eyes that he knew so well.

-Hibari-san, are you my family? Are you my father or my brother?

Unsure of what that meant, he denied it with his head, still in silence.

-Well, are you my lover? My husband perhaps and I didn't know about it?

-N… no…- it was a shy 'no' but that was all he could say with his head lowered so she couldn't notice how the simple thought had made him slightly blush. Then, he remembered it was dark and felt really stupid.

-Then why is it relevant to you that Haru has a date?

The following minutes were like a staring contest where she was winning by far.

-I… I just wanted to protect… fuck I bit my tongue…

He kept his eyes fixated on hers, but it was taking too much effort. It was so hard for him to admit that he was worried about her that he even bit himself trying to say it. The brunette, instead, seemed quite pleased with the answer.

-I see… you should have said so, but there was nothing to worry about, and you should have been more discreet. Haru is still a bit mad at you…

-What do you mean there was no reason to be worried? Do you have any idea of what sort of pervert you could have been eating with?

-It's ok… Tsuna-san chose the date…

-Well Tsuna-san is an idiot, and so are you for being so reckless.- He didn't dare to look at her anymore. She was probably going to hate him even more after this.

-Haru isn't an idiot! Why do you think that Haru is incapable of taking care of herself!?

-Because you can't. Face it, you're a woman and you're weak. You need to be taken care of.

And that was it. Haru was not having any of that bullshit. She grabbed the nearest intact wine bottle and smashed it on Hibari's head with all her strength. He would be ok anyways… ok, angry and wet…

-Go to hell, Hibari-san! Stop acting like such a little kid!

He didn't say anything, nor did he look up. She was furious and he didn't feel like seeing her like that, even though he absolutely loved that side of her.

-Hibari-san, let's play a game.- She spoke, after calming herself down. –Haru will become stronger and useful for the family and every time Haru does something right or Tsuna-san praises me, you will come to the karaoke with me. What do you say?

What did he say? What was this girl, high? Plain stupid, just like Gokudera said? Why the hell would he want to go to the karaoke? But it still seemed interesting.

-Game on.

ok, so I ended up not describing the date or anything… uhh I didn't really feel like it anyways and I got to where I wanted to get so it's ok. Thank you all for sending me suggestions, I ended up using Kise for this, because he's the kind of guy that's good with the ladies and who better than him to make Hibari go nuts? eue

So yeah, I know where I want this fic to go, I just don't know how to get there, so I'll be improvising a lot… but well, I've been improvising everything up till now so it doesn't matter.

Thanks for reading this chapter and I hope you enjoyed it J

See you next update~