Yes, I'm on a roll.

I have ...um, 7 days to study, and I finished my holiday homework (on the first day of holiday...some weird geek I am...) and I rather brush up on my KHR than my Chinese.

Thus, I bring you the ridiculously long-awaited...next chapter.

Enjoy.

...seriously.

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Still, Hibari Kyouya was locked in Tsuna's room.

It's kind of...weird. I'm sure you know what I mean. It's bad enough to be locked up in your own room when you're sick/naughty, but Hibari just felt plain weird.

He'd been staying in Tsuna's room for about one and a half weeks but he still felt really, really out of place. No, it wasn't the fact that because of him, poor Tsuna had been forced to take the sofa. Not that he had very much to complain...there was a sofa bed that Nana had covered with a mattress, three quilts and 5 large pillows, in case the bed was too hard.

No, he just felt...happy. He finally had...a sort of home.

Although, that was NOT going to conflict with the fact that the room belonged to a herbivore, and only herbivores had sheets with patterns of various trucks and cars.

Hibari was NOT going to admit to anyone that he thought the sheets looked cute.

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"Oh, hello, Lambo and I-pin! Hibari-san is upstairs so don't..."

"YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!" screamed Lambo as he, obviously, hurled himself up the stairs.

I-pin was just standing there, too stunned to chase after her idiotic friend, blushing and turning red at the mention of a certain prefect's name.

Tsuna screamed, jumped over the sofa in an amazing display of acrobatics, rolled across the floor in a way that would make a steamroller jealous, grabbed and hurled I-pin into the clouds (no pun intended) in a brilliant display that would make a discus thrower stare.

Nana sighed. "Tsu-kun, you know I don't approve of hurling house guests out of the house."

Tsuna nodded gravely. "Yes, Mum, I'll try not to ...uh, accidentally hurl people around anymore in a state of panic."

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"HAHAHA! LAMBO-SAN IS HERE TO SAY HELLO TO THE MUMMY-FACEEEEE!!!"

Hibari's eye twitched. Contrary to what Lambo had expected, he was pretty much normally dressed except his arms had bandages on them.

Which made Lambo very, sadly, disappointed.

"Aww, where did the Mummy-face go? I WANT THE MUMMY-FACE! I WANT THE—"

No prizes for guessing what happened next.

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Ding dong!!!

"JUUDAIME!"

"Yo, Tsuna!"

"Oh, hi Gokudera-kun and Yamamoto! Come in! Are you guys here to see Hi—"

POOF

"WAUGH! MUMMY-FACE GONE!"

"...get away you little herbivore brat...."

Gokudera and Yamamoto winced at the crunch sound that resounded as a little cowhead bounced off the wall, sending plaster flying around, while Lambo rolled down the stairs, stopping at Gokudera's feet.

Tsuna's bedroom door opened slowly (for once), and a Lambo-shaped hole could be seen next to the door knob.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi. I thought I recognised those childish sheets."

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"...so...Hibari-san. You're...uh, Kyouya's uncle...from...Norweigia?"

"...yes."

"...Ah! I can see the family resemblance so clearly! Here, let me get you some tea."

"Ah, no need. I'll only be here a short while..I uh, wanted to see my nephew, whom I heard was...ah, ill."

"Oh! Then let me show you the way to..."

"Never mind. Thank you, Sawada-san. I'll...just see myself to his room..."

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Gokudera ran ringed fingers across the dented and blackened Ten-Year Basooka. "I'm not..sure...Juudaime. The damage seems superficial but..."

Tsuna sighed. "It's been ten minutes. Why hasn't Hibari-san returned yet?"

The TYL Hibari glared daggers at the little cowkid, which sent Lambo to whimper pathetically.

"I'll crush you to..."

Lambo screamed.

Tsuna HIEEEEEEed

Gokudera just looked, and whipped out his camera phone...you know, for memories sake.

Yamamoto just laughed.

And in a brief moment in time, everything seemed to stop.

At least, for TYL Hibari.

POOF

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"Hibari-san! You're back!" Tsuna said, almost relieved. Wait, relieved?! How could he be happy that the crazy carnivore was BACK?!

Right, good point. Because a young carnivore you sort of know is better than a ten year older carnivore who you hardly know.

Ignoring the fact that they are supposed to be the same person.

Anyway, Hibari looked around him.

He saw Gokudera's slightly annoyed frown, Yamamoto's...constant grin, Tsuna's worried gaze and Lambo's...butt, since Lambo was cowering with his face hidden under Tsuna/his own temporary bed.

He gritted his teeth.

"Why are you herbivores all crowding here?"

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Hibari closed the door and heard it click behind him.

Now he couldn't hear Tsuna's worried squeals as they inspected the cowhead stuck in the wall right next to the hole his TYL self had created.

He sat heavily on Tsuna's bed. The future he had seen had impressed him, and he would like to think about it further.

Although one thing kept nagging him at the back of his head.

Why was there a trident and a green skirt in his room, ten years later?

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According to word count, this is short.

According to page count, this is quite...average. 3 pages+++

I have turned into a 1896 fan(girl)! YAY!

At the last bit, i was just going to say that there was a trident, but people might think that its Mukuro's (which, technically, it is, but Chrome borrows it on a regular basis). But then it would be 1869, and we know my past one shot about 1869 friendship...but yeah.

Lalala.

Now, thou shalt review.

Lest i shoot you with a Juu Nein Matador.