A/N: It's been a long time... I'm sorry :'D but better late than never right? Anyway Katekyo Hitman Reborn doesn't belong to me only Jirou does, my smol bean :D


"Suzuki-kun, Natsume-senpai is here to see you," the class monitor called out to the boy during break.

"Yo!" the grinning brunette popped his head into the classroom, "It's about club practice."

Jirou made his way out to the school fields with the older boy, walking side by side.

"You've been missing practice a lot," Natsume stated as he placed an arm over Jirou's shoulders, bringing the boy closer to him.

"I've been thinking about stuff," Jirou sighed.

It was a hard decision, he love the track team as much as he love Hibari but he knew if he wanted to be Hibari he would have to sacrifice some things and one of them was the track team.

"Hey kid, you know if you've got any problems you can always come to us right? We are pretty much family."

Natsume gave him a reassuring nudge before letting him go.

"Jirou! Jirou!" the little yellow ball of puff flew down to land on the albino's head.

"Hi there Hibird~" Jirou affectionately addressed the bird with soft smile.

He couldn't help but to find the Hibird the cutest thing on planet Earth, he would spoil Hibird rotten if Hibari allowed him to even play with the cute fluff of yellow for an hour. He didn't actually think Hibari would get jealous… he understood if it was a girl or boy but Hibird was an animal. He deduced it was in Hibari's nature to be possessive and territorial. The boy was like an animal with vicious instincts.

"Oya? Isn't that Hibari's pet?" Natsume stared at the cute bird as Jirou allowed it to flutter down and perch on his index finger.

"Mm, he's really cute," Jirou stroked the bird on his head with as it ruffled its feathers.

"Bite to death! Bite to death!" Hibird sang cheerily as it fluttered its wings.

"Well... it has got an interesting choice of words...," Natsume could tell that those words were directed at him, the bird wasn't as innocent as it seemed and it sent chills down his spine.

"Anyway senpai, I think I'm going to drop out of the track team."

He surprised the older male with his decision.

"Seriously?! What's the reason?!," Natsume turned to face the boy, he looked rather forlorn and desperate. Even though Natsume was the track star, Jirou would probably have taken over the Track Team when he left for graduation this year, the boy has a talent for long-distance runs and could easily beat his seniors.

"I can't really explain it to you now senpai…," Jirou blushed as he mumbled, he was fine with his sexuality but he didn't really think that anyone will really accept that he's actually dating (if you could call it that) the cold blooded prefect they all feared.

"Is it because of family problems?" the older boy enquired, hazel eyes filled with concern for the young boy.

"Nothing of that… it's not a problem really… more like… a commitment."

Hibari glared, his metal irises reflected his bitter thoughts, the corner of his lips slowly forming a scowl. He had looked down from his usual haven during lunch and spotted the tuft of white below, along with another. He disliked his pet roaming with the other lowly herbivores.

This ugly feeling called jealousy, he despised it yet he couldn't help having this cold, dark, envy seep into his heart.

"Tch."

At exactly 4:00PM, the white haired boy walked into the Reception Room only to find it devoid of a certain carnivore. Closing the door behind him, he silently made his way towards the couch and laid himself on it. His snow white lashes fluttered, lids slowly sliding down in a serene manner. The musky scent of blood and steel surrounded him along his lover's individual scent, one that cannot be described even if he tried to.

"I would call it a sexy scent though," he thought, the blood making its way to his cheeks as he turned on the couch, lying on his stomach, his warm face buried in his arms. He didn't mind if Hibari wasn't a perfect boyfriend, he wasn't a girl so he didn't care if Hibari didn't give him romantic hugs or said "I love you". He knew that the prefect was all action and no talk… not unless it was to threaten him. The comfort he felt just by being by his side, a feeling that warm enough for him to know that he actually cared for him.

"It would be nice if he said it though," Jirou mumbled, a small smile lighting up his face as he thought about Hibari confessing his love. "It's rather weird haha, I don't think Hibari would ever do it," his train of thoughts were stopped by the soft click of the door opening.