After thinking about who to write next, I made this chapter. Dino isn't really a character I thought would have a very long chapter, and sure enough, it only turned out to be around 2900 word count. Either way, please enjoy it as much as you can.

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, nor affiliated characters

Dino Chavillone yawned, stretching his long arms up in his leather desk chair, his shoulders and elbows giving satisfying pops. His unruly golden spikes fell into his burnt almond eyes, and with a huff of air he set to work combing back his bangs, a style that was becoming a habit for him as his hair grew longer. Romario was getting on in age, but still made a point to nag at him about getting a hair cut that he always seemed too busy to bother with. It was still strange to think of himself as a 'busy guy', when he'd spent most of his teenage years lazing about and slacking off.

Here he winced, remembering that he was now, in fact, an exhausting 32 years old. Definitely no longer a young man, something Kyouya would remind him of at any given chance.

"Mmmnngh..." the mafia Boss groaned, getting up from his cluttered desk (ink stains, gouges and burn marks from all the times he was left to his selective clumsiness). His office felt cramped at the moment, and maybe that was due to the dim light of only the desk lamp, but it was probably because most of the space was filled with boxes of gifts and souvenirs he'd gathered from all over Europe earlier in the month, all to give to his beloved little brother.

His cute, adorable little brother who he hadn't heard from in several days. That in itself wasn't all that unusual, both he and Tsuna were often busy with Family business, but it seemed strange this time. He had just had lunch with his tawny haired junior, and the younger man had promised to get in touch with him again shortly. He frowned, lifting up a large stuffed animal -possibly a bear or some kind of dog- and giving his best pitiful look while staring into the glass eyes.

He knew that physically and mentally, Tsuna was a full grown adult, but that did very little to stop him from wanting to dote upon his little brother. He couldn't help passing by something in a shop window or street vendor during some kind of festival, taking one look, and buy whatever it was just for the purpose of giving it to the Vongola Decimo.

'Aah... Dino-san, what is all this?!'

'Gifts!'

'So many...Why so much?! I'm just one person you know...'

'There would have been more, but I ran into Kyouya at the front gate and he said I get in his way...'

'Gaah...'

The fond memories were a welcome relaxant when Dino felt as tired as he was, it being so late at night. He often reminisced of all the good times that filled his life, thankful that they were bright enough to outshine those that came with the title of 'Mafia Boss'. This was one of the main reasons he took any opportunity to see Tsuna as he could; he wanted nothing more then to make the younger boy have brilliant memories that he can look back on when his title began to erode his innocence.

No. That wouldn't ever be the case.

Dino smiled, sitting on his oak framed window sill and staring up at the millions of stars that dusted between the clouds. There were lots of things that made Tsuna, Tsuna. Above everything else though, he had his inner bravado, and his shimmering innocence forever intact. Such bright eyes that would never flicker away, not if those who cherished him most had anything to say about it.

There was a knock on the large polished double doors, quickly followed by Romario's rough voice slip through.

"Boss, theres a guest for you."

"Come in Romario; who is it?"

The door creaked open, and in walked the very aged, yet still faithfully loyal right hand man of the Chavilone 10th boss. Romario opened the door behind him a bit wider, allowing this visitor to follow in his wake.

"Hibari Kyouya here, Boss."

Dino perked up and gave a large grin as his own student strode in with measured steps, his own assistant Tetsuya close behind.

"Kyouya! What brings you here at this time of night? I'm getting a little too old to keep up with your random sparring urges you know! Do you want tea?" the blond mafia don ranted cheerfully, excited over the unexpected guest.

Hibari glanced at Kusukabe, who in turn motioned for Romario to leave with him. Dino's wide grin flickered, seeing the strained, despondent expression on the usually placid man's face. Hibari walked with a seeming purpose through the room to lean his tall frame against the wall beside Dino. This alone made the blond man gape with surprise.

"Eeeh?? Are you sick, Kyouya?" he stammered, reaching to feel his pupil's forehead. Hibari slapped the offending hand away sharply, and Dino was sure that the ripple of pain that went across three of his fingers wasn't going to make holding a pen the next couple of days feel all that great.

"You obviously haven't been told yet." the Vongola's Cloud Guardian observed, his dark brows furrowed in irritation."I was going to just go straight to the airport, but I chose to see if you knew yet first. How stupid of me, now I'm going to have to be the one to tell you."

Dino's golden head flopped to his shoulder in bewilderment. Whatever Kyouya was talking about, it was probably important. No, it was absolutely important. The Japanese man would hardly waste his breath nor his time to come to the Chavilone estate if it was something frivolous.

"Tell me what? It couldn't wait till morning?" the Italian inquired, then caught his words. "Ah! Wait, why were you going to the airport? Where are you off to?" Hibari gave him a cold, calculating stare before closing his eyes and leaning his head against the wall in a tired sort of way.

"Wait until morning? Well that's fine with me, but then you'd have been delayed in knowing for two days since the actual time it happened." he said. His also added: "I have no plans of telling you where I'm going, so don't waste the world's air supply by asking."

Dino ran his hands up and over his bangs, giving a bit of a scratch to his scalp. His light brown eyes seemed to pout right along with his frowning lips as he stared at his former student.

"Well if it's been put off for that long already, I guess I might as well know now." he said with a light sigh, propping his chin up on his palm, his elbow braced on his knee as he sat precariously on the window sill. Hibari's eyes cracked open, and for a long moment the Cloud Guardian just stared at the high, domed ceiling, studying the cracks and patterns.

"Different from Tsunayoshi's office..." he muttered under his breath. Dino chuckled.

"Yeah well, the Chavilone mansion is Chavilone, and the Vongola mansion is Vongola." he said, his eyes closed in a cheery smile. Hibari glanced at him, surveying him for a long moment, the light ice grey of his eyes flickering with... something. Dino was unsettled by it, as he always had been since years and years ago.

But this time, that gaze felt different. Something that Kyouya lacked, a nameless quality that was so foreign that it could be easily passover over as spiteful. But it wasn't spite. It was something that Dino would be unable to name in a thousand years.

"What do you think of this world, Bucking Horse...?" the dark haired man suddenly inquired. Dino was slightly taken aback at the question, not expecting such a meaningful inquiry to come from his normally no-nonsense former pupil. The blond man stumbled over his own thoughts for a moment or two before answering.

"Well... Does it matter what I think of it? The world is going to go at its own pace regardless of what people think of it." he stated. Hibari stared at him for a moment, then smirked and gave a sharp exhale, looking back to the ceiling.

"Stupid. So much for wisdom coming with age." he remarked, causing his ex-tutor to pout childishly.

"Well what kind of question was that anyway?! If you want to go to someone's house in the middle of the night to ask things like that, don't you have your own Boss you can bother!" the Italian whined, but then caught himself. "No wait! Don't bother Tsuna while he's sleeping... he needs all the rest he can get, what with that kind of... stressful... job..." he trailed off, eyes suddenly fixed on his guest's rigid posture.

"...Kyouya?"

Hibari's dark brow twitched, and the younger man seemed to experience a flurry of thoughts all that apparently highly irritated him. Dino sat at stared, the whole reaction strange to him.

"Kyouya, what's wrong with you?" he prodded, his hair tousling about from a frigid night breeze sweeping across the lower gardens hidden from view, concealed by night. Hibari's eyes cracked open and dragged upward until they met once more with the Chavilone Decimo.

"This world...Everything is going to change." he stated softly, in a tone that sent a violent shudder down the older man's spine. Dino swallowed thickly, his mouth suddenly dry.

'Don't say it.'

"Kyouya... what..."

'I'm begging you, please, Kyouya...'

Hibari's stare penetrated everything, and as the dim light of the desk lamp reflected into his impossible eyes, Dino's blood curdled. His student was completely clean, but he suddenly smelt of metallic copper. The iron grit of blood.

'No.'

"Tsunayoshi is dead."

And then, Dino thought nothing of the world. It may as well not exist. Humanity fell away from him in thick, vicious splinters that continued to fall until everything was at his feet; sharp, bestial things, this hideous world. He stood in a life now that he'd thought of as only a place someone who could understand would be able to stand beside him.

'No.'

Nothing much more was said. Hibari stared at the ceiling quietly, occasionally closing his eyes for a moment, as though wanting to picture something, then opening slowly with a heaviness that may suggest regret. Dino too, just stared. His lips were parted, hazel eyes wide from the impact. Suddenly the gifts and novelty items strewn about the office were ironic, a saline burn in newly torn flesh.

"...Millifiore?" the blond man whispered, blood thrumming loudly in his ears. Hibari glanced over.

"That's right."

The dark emotions began stirring in Dino's light heart. It's rhythmic pumping grew faster and made his body shake down to his very fingertips. His body convulsed; burning as though his heart was being cut away from him. His eyes kept loosing control, momentarily rolling up into the back of his head before he could bring them back into focus by clutching his temple, his fingernails digging into the scalp.

"Tsuna... Tsuna would have put up a fight... He can't be ki-... he can't be beaten so easily!!" he insisted more to himself then his guest. Hibari sighed and moved to stare out of the window.

"Indeed."

Over on the cluttered desk, among the untouched souvenir Eifle Towers and Empire State buildings, a Box Weapon began vibrating and shuddering across the surface. Dino staggered to the side, leaning his back against the wall and slowly sliding down onto the antique Persian rug. His stomach was empty, but he felt sick. He felt like vomiting, but couldn't. There was a chance that if he opened his mouth, Kyouya would hear all the dark, dark things that he kept away. The caliginous thoughts he once thought he could hide away, only to find it wasn't just him as a Mafia Don that had such mind nubming things inside...

His little brother... his beloved, innocent little brother...

"I'm going to travel now, in case you'd ever care to pull yourself together enough to wonder about it. You don't need to know where, and even if you did I'm not going to tell you." Hibari said, his tone a bit cold and dismissive, but with an edge that had a bit of pity. Maybe that was it all along, since Kyouya walked in. Part of the Japanese man was feeling a small bit of pity for the severe wound reality was about to cut into his former Teacher.

The dark haired man sighed, staring down at the pile of pathetic life shuddering on the carpet. Such a strange, alien sight...

"It's not over, Bucking Horse." he muttered, turning to the door. Dino's violently shaking hands drew away from his face only enough to look up through blurred eyes.

How could he say that?

Tsuna was gone. The innocence that Tsuna had retained for years, the very same purity that being involved in the disgusting darkness of the Mafia didn't rip apart... gone. Simply snuffed out as absently as one would extinguish a lone candle. How was it not over? How could Kyouya promise that Dino could wake up tomorrow and drive to the Vongola estate, where he'd be greeted by bright, brilliant golden-copper eyes under sloppily combed bangs.

"This World..." Kyouya stopped at the door, his lips barely moving as he spoke. " Everything will fall into place. Because it is the will of that man..."

He paused.

"He did it for the sake of this World..."

There was a heavy thud, and Dino was left to stare at his own office double doors, the engraved gold handles tarnished and chipped from age.

"I know that I'm not the smartest, the best looking, or most athletic guy around, even after all these years... and, I still think 'Ah, a normal life would be great!'. But that's not my life. This Family, My family, this is my life. Dino-san, this is your life too. We have to bear things, many painful things. I think sometimes, that it would be nice if none of it existed, but it's... it's good that it does. Being with everyone, every day smiling and laughing and staying beside everyone... I'll take on all the darkness in the world. And, Dino-san, We can, because we're the Sky. And sometimes, the Sky becomes dark, but, I promise, the next day will always come."

Dino dropped onto his side against the floor, his legs curling up against his waist. Thirty-two years of life, yet he could forget it all and turn back into a child for the sake of the occasion. He fisted his hair, gritting his teeth against a hard lump that clawed at the back of his throat and eyes. An odd sensation, like he was choking on his own life.

"Tsuna..."

His heart was not as light as it had been. He was the Don to the third oldest Mafia Famigila in the world. He was the Sky over his family, and right now, he had been left in the darkness of night...

The box weapon under the messily thrown papers and gifts on the large oak desk vibrated riotously, thrumming and shaking with the connected emotions of its master.

"Tsuna... I'll make sure... a new day comes this time too..."

A whispered promise Dino Chavilone would give up his dark, stained life, and any other he could ever give, to protect.

A long delay, and after thinking of who to write next, I wrote Dino's. I really really like Dino, but I feel like he is an EXTREMELY complex man. He seems like the type to be casual and goofy on the outside, but an insanely intelligent and calculating mafia boss on the inside, albeit one who might devote himself to his own emotions. He seems like an emotionally wanton type to me.

Dino thinks very highly of Tsuna, because both he and Tsuna lead lives they didnt really want to when they were young, and they're rather violent and grungy lives at that.

Well I hope this was enough for now. I'm still working on some other chapters. I've got three more in the works so far, and there is much tweaking to do. Its a hassle when I'm writing these things and then the plot goes whacky in the actual manga so I have to re-write something ahahaha

Well, please stay tuned for more, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, thank you!

Rae