Me: So this is the part two for the supposedly Valentine's Day chapter…I just realized that there would be a lot of Hibari/Kazuo pairings in this story as a whole, but I really can't help it since it's my OTP.

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Disclaimer: Don't own

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When Kazuo was out of sight from the others, he immediately ran. He knew that Hibari wouldn't return his feelings and even though he played it cool and that it didn't bother him, but in reality it did. When his bestfriend said that he'd rather go dateless than go with him, it hurt a lot. He expected it, but he wasn't ready for the feeling of rejection. He thought he could handle it, but clearly he couldn't.

Tears started to pool his eyes and he doesn't want anyone to see him in this state so he covered his face with his arm while dashing away to the library where he knew his best girl friend would be. He avoided the body of students who were in his way and for the people who greeted him, he just ignored them.

Ayumi looked up from the book shelf when the library doors opened and then a body collided with her back as long, toned and lean arms wrapped around her slim waist and the body shook violently while she hears soft sobs emitting from the person who's hugging her. She turned her head to the side and saw blue-black hair while the face is buried to her neck; she felt warm droplets of water on her skin as it seeped through her clothes.

"Kazuo? What happened? Why are you crying? Are you okay? Oh, who am I kidding? You're crying so of course you're not okay," she said more to herself and fully turned around and wrapped her arms around the distressed teen and rubbed his back to at least calm him down.

Kazuo buried his face to her neck even more, "He doesn't return my feelings. I know he isn't gay and I know he doesn't feel the same, but it still hurts," he cried as his tears started to slow down.

"Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry. Tell me what happened," Ayumi asked softly.

Kazuo hiccupped, "T-There's this V-Valentine's Dance to-tonight and I-I said that I d-don't have any date an-and then I-I asked him if h-he can accompany me e-even as j-just friends then he said h-he'd rather go da-dateless than g-go with m-me if he c-comes," his tears returned when he recalled what happened.

"That's terrible," Ayumi gasped and continued to comfort her best guy friend. They both slid down to the ground as she sat down between his outstretched legs while Kazuo tightened his grip on her waist and pulled her closer as he lean his back on a shelf near them and continued to cry in her neck; hiding his face from everybody who looks.

To an outsider's view, it may look like a lover's embrace and he's kissing her neck.

Few minutes later, Kazuo's sobs quietened down until it reduced into just sniffles, "Thank you, Ayumi."

"For what?"

"For just being a great friend and letting me cry in peace unlike my sister who's going to pester me the whole time."

"It was nothing."

"No, it wasn't. Thank you," Kazuo pulled away and placed a kiss on her forehead, "for being with me and for not judging me. Man, I sure look horrible right now and pretty pathetic right now," he chuckled weakly and wiped the tear tracks on his cheeks.

Ayumi grabbed his soft, but callous hands with her delicate ones, "It's okay for everyone to cry. It represents that even a tough, easy-going boy like you has emotions and that makes you human and I'm proud of it," she kissed both of his cheeks.

The two stood up and straightened their uniforms.

"Are you going to be okay?" Ayumi stared at him in worry.

Kazuo sent her a hesitant smile, "To be truthful, I don't think I will be for the next few weeks, but I'll pull through."

"Are you still going to the dance tonight?"

"I really don't want to, but I promised the girls I'll go so I guess, yeah."

"Do you want me to be your date for it?"

"Ayumi, I couldn't do that to you. Weren't you planning to ask Mochida for the dance since he's not an asshole anymore?"

"I can ask him another time. I want to be there for my best friend," she stated proudly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I am."

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The Dance

"Where is he?" Tsuna asked in general. All of them are here already, but Kazuo haven't arrived yet. Even Hibari decided to come.

The boys are all wearing casual clothes, but they look presentable enough to be in the dance. Like jeans, converse/Vans, a shirt and a jacket or a hoodie.

"He promised," Kyoko pouted.

The girls though looked a bit fancier with their dresses, flats/heels, hair and makeup. Of course their dresses weren't gowns or the formal ones. It's those sun dresses that reach their knees.

"And I don't go back on my word," someone spoke from behind.

They all turned and saw Kazuo wearing black skinny jeans with chains dangling on the side. His black skull shirt fits him like a glove around the chest since they can the lining of his muscles, but it's all loose down. Over his shirt was an unbuttoned white jean-jacket with silver stitches and linings and for his footwear were blue and black Vans.

By his side was Ayumi who was wearing a light green spaghetti strap knee-length dress that looked good on her. Her feet adorned a green Moda Spana Helois wedge sandal that gave her a boost since her date is 5'8 against her original 5'3 stature. She put her curly hair into a bun with two stray locks to frame her face and was curled.

"I know I'm gorgeous and have a great body, but you don't need to stare," Kazuo teased.

"We're not staring," Gokudera retorted.

Kazuo rolled his eyes before wrapping an arm around Ayumi, "You're in denial. Anyways, meet Ayumi. My date for tonight and a very great friend of mine, she's really sweet and I'm really lucky to meet her."

"Ohayo minna-san. Kazuo talks about you a lot especially—mmph," Ayumi was cut off by Kazuo covering her mouth.

Kazuo sent her a look before whisking her away, "Shall we dance, milady?"

Ayumi rolled her eyes before smiling at him, "I thought you'd never ask," she sent a sweet smile and a small wave to others before Kazuo moving her to the dance floor as a slow song comes on.

The Guardians and their dates blinked at the exchange as Hibari glares at the girl who's within Kazuo's arms.

Jealousy bubbles in Hibari as he stared at the couple. He wants Kazuo's arms around him. He wants Kazuo to look at him the way he looks at Ayumi. He wants to make him laugh and make his whole face light up the way Ayumi does. He wants his arms around Kazuo's neck, not Ayumi's and finally he wants to be the one in Ayumi's place, not her.

"You okay, Hibari?" Ryohei asked when he noticed his friend looking distracted.

Hibari seems to snapped out of his trance and grunted in acknowledgement, "Hn, I'm fine."

Ryohei looked at where he was staring earlier and it turns out to be the couple, "They look great together, don't they?" he airily commented.

Hibari clenched his fists and gritted his teeth while he stayed silent.

Ryohei glanced at him by the corner of his eyes and noticed his reaction, "You like Kazuo," he stated more than asked.

Hibari barely nodded and Ryohei took that as a 'yes'.

"I heard that he asked you to be his date then you rejected him. Why?"

"I don't know."

Ryohei pursed his lips together, "I've seen the way he looks at you when he thinks nobody is watching. He's in love you."

"No, he doesn't. I saw him and Ayumi in the library hugging. He doesn't love me. He's straight and likes Ayumi."

"They're just friends, Hibari. He's in love with you, not her."

"And how do you know that?" Hibari asked him harshly.

Ryohei shrugged, "Because."

"Because what?"

"Just because," Ryohei looked at him seriously, "Go talk to him when they are done dancing. I assure you that he loves you. Take a risk."

"Who are you and what have you done to Sasagawa?" Hibari stared at him with all seriousness.

Ryohei sweatdropped as his silver eyebrows twitches heavily, "OI! I'm helping you with your love life and this is what I get?!"

Hibari scoffed, "Whatever."

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Me: Now, I'm really sure this will have a part 3 *nods* Okay, sorry for all of the OOCness that's been happening, but I kind of need it for the, you know, theme.