Pretty short... Smexy stuff in the next chapter!

Neither him nor Gokudera went down to dinner that night. Hibari was feeling to miserable and Gokudera was too embarrassed to show his face. Yamamoto stayed up late trying to distract himself with unfinished paperwork. After 1:30 he stripped down into his boxers and got ready for bed.

Hibari woke with a start late in the night. He hopped out of bed and pulled on his black pajama pants with little yellow birds and a thin white t-shirt. He had to talk to Yamamoto. He slipped quietly through the halls and into Yamamoto's dark room. He stumbled over something on the floor and Yamamoto sat bolt up right in bed and snatched his sword from the side table.

"Takeshi! It's me!" Hibari said quickly.

"Hibari?" Yamamoto croaked as he adjusted to the dark. Hibari winced at the use of his surname again. He looked over at his clock. "What are you doing? It's almost 4:30!"

"I had to see you," he said going to stand closer to the bed.

Yamamoto put the sword down and groaned.

Hibari shivered in the cold night. "I feel like a complete asshole," he said. "I'm really sorry I hurt you. I won't do it again-"

"Can this wait until morning?" Yamamoto interrupted. "I can barely think right now."

Hibari choked back a sob and nodded. "If you stop calling me Hibari," He said quietly. He shivered again.

"Sorry," Yamamoto muttered. He was way too tired to be mad. He tossed back the covers. "Get in before you freeze, Kyoya."

Hibari clamored in and Yamamoto pulled him close. He smiled lightly; glad to be back in his lover's arms. He was very lucky to have Yamamoto.

Hibari woke up the next morning to Yamamoto sitting up and stretching.

"Alright," he said with a yawn. "I'm awake this time."

Hibari sat up too. He was no longer eager to talk about it now that Yamamoto had basically forgiven him. Yamamoto lay back down and pulled Hibari practically on top of him. Hibari grunted in surprise.

"Talk to me," Yamamoto said.

"I told you I was sorry," he muttered. "What more do you want from me?"

Yamamoto frowned. "I want to know why you kissed him."

Hibari looked away. "I told you… I wanted to know what you saw in him."

"I know there's more to it than that, Kyoya," Yamamoto said. "Just tell me."

Hibari frowned, wishing for once that Yamamoto were the idiot he usually acted like. How did he know I was lying? Does he really know me well enough to read me? I've become such a herbivore…

"Kyoya," Yamamoto said, shaking him from his thoughts.

He blushed. "It was a stupid idea," he mumbled.

Yamamoto sighed. "It doesn't matter. Just tell me already."

Hibari blushed even more. "I…" he hesitated. Quit being a fucking herbivore! "I was thinking if I liked him enough maybe we could try a threesome," he said in a rush.

Yamamoto starred at him blankly and Hibari was so embarrassed that he buried his face in the other's chest. Damn it. He's going to think I'm a freak! Why did I tell him-

Yamamoto suddenly started laughing and Hibari looked up at him in confusion.

"You want to try a threesome?" he chuckled. "But Hibari Kyoya hates crowding."

Hibari growled. "It's only crowding if I say so," he snapped.

"So," Yamamoto said, growing more serious. "You're not joking?"

"I don't make jokes," he reminded him.

"Well did you like him?" He asked. "You said he was cute."

"I think he's good enough," Hibari said coolly.

Yamamoto grinned. "Then let's do it."

"It's a one time only thing though," Hibari warned. "Unless I like it. Then we can do it again."

Yamamoto laughed. "Now we have to see if Gokudera will be up for it."

I'm really trying to keep everyone in character. I hope I'm not completely failing at it!