Disclaimer: I don't own Reborn, but if I did…Ah hell with it, I can't think of anything.
Title: Song For You
Rating: T
Summary: Tsunayoshi Sawada, the 14-year-old singing sensation has suddenly quit the music industry. Tsuna, after getting bored with channel surfing and school, becomes Hibari Kyoya, the fight obsessed carnivore/singer's manager. 1827, 27all
Warnings: OOCTsuna, AU
Chapter 8: Concert and A Little Mix of Love
Everything had been prepared for the concert that night. The outfits, the tickets, VIP's. The only thing that hadn't been there was the main attraction: Hibari Kyoya. Hundreds or maybe even thousands girls lined up near the concert hall, waiting for the boy of their dreams to sing for them. And…he wasn't even there…
Tsuna had already called Hibari's house, five times since this morning, and he still hadn't picked up. Ever since the fight with Mukuro he hadn't came to rehearsal. Tsuna had thought it was just a phase and ignored it, thinking Hibari wasn't bold enough to not appear at the concert at all. Apparently he was though…
While Tsuna was stressing about Hibari's arrival, Hibari, believe it or not had his own problems. Ever since the night after fighting with Mukuro…he felt a weird feeling that he had never felt before towards Tsuna. He never seemed so angry, fighting was fun, but he never had the urge to kill or rip someone apart. Those were the exact feelings he had felt when he saw Mukuro kiss Tsuna. He had that same feeling when he saw someone beside himself hurt Tsuna. He tried multiple times to convince himself that it was nothing, but he couldn't do this anymore. It might've been embarrassing, but the only person he could eve think of talking to, was his mother.
Sure Hibari hated crowding and talking about " herbivore feelings", but like all children he loved his mom, which of course he actually never admitted to her. He didn't need to anyway, his mother knew.
Hibari walked down the stairs, in his kimono that he had slept in yesterday. His mother was at the end of the staircase, also in a kimono Her hands were on her hips, and in the first time in Hibari's life, his mother seemed to be angry with him.
" Hibari, what are you doing?" she shouted. " Tsu-kun has been calling all morning for you! Don't tell me you plan on not going to the concert!"
" What concert…" Hibari mumbled. He searched through his memories. The last time he had talked to the herbivore, he was ranting about…a concert with the faggot pineapple…Hibari tried hard to remember what day it was…He kept searching through his thoughts, until he finally realized what he had forgotten.
" What's today?" Hibari asked.
" Saturday, sweetie," his mother answered in a more honeyed tone.
"Shit," Hibari said to himself, already imaging the hell the stupid herbivore would put him through for being late.
Hibari didn't even realize his mother had a car, but apparently it had been hiding in their garage. His mother had offered to drive him there, since he didn't bother to call _.
His mother drove fast, not stopping, even if the lights turned red. This irked Hibari, since he was a prefect who enforced rules brutally, but he let it slide this time.
" Mother…can we talk?" Hibari asked. Hibari's mother turned her head slightly so she can see her son's face. She wore an excited grin,
" Alright, what do you want to talk about sweetie?" Hibari's mother asked, getting more and more excited by the second. Even as a child Hibari never asked his mother to talk for long periods. When they did though, Hibari never spoke many words and only said yes or no answers.
" It's about the stupid herbivore."
That piqued her interest. " You mean Tsu-kun? What about him?"
" I feel strange around him…"
" Oh? How so?"
" I feel angry when other people hurt him…and I get really angry when other people touch him. What does that mean?"
Hibari's mother giggled. Her son was growing so quickly.
" Sweetie. That's love."
Love:
A deep romantic or sexual attachment to (someone)
An intense feeling of deep affection.
At least that's what the dictionary had said. Hibari, in his mind, saw Tsuna. Tsuna could be annoying, and he always called him shortie, even if Tsuna was only 4'9. Still, he made Hibari happy on the rare occasions when he smiled. Tsuna yelled a lot and crowded with a lot of people, two things he hate. Hibari sure it wasn't a sexual attachment or physical. It wasn't romantic. Then what could his feelings possibly be?
Stupid herbivore, look what you've done to me. I didn't even realize what today was…
While Hibari was having shoujo manga heroine problems, Tsuna was throwing a total bitch fit. He wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, especially Mukuro.
" Kufufu, what are you going to do manager-san? Hibari's obviously not com—"
" Shut. The. Fuck. UP!" Tsuna had wanted to say that to Tsuna through out the weeks he's been working with him. Tsuna swore he was growing white hairs because of Mukuro and Hibari.
Tsuna literally ripped some of his hair. Surrounding the stage, were fans holding colorful posters each saying different things, like You Can Bite Me To Death Hibari or You can Posses My Body Mukuro. Tsuna, in one last attempt, dialed Hibari's number into his blackberry, hoping he would pick up.
Almost immediately, the phone was answered.
" What is it herbivore?" Hibari asked casually, as if he wasn't late to his concert and he was still trusted by Tsuna, as if everything was actually going to be okay.
" WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" Tsuna shouted into his phone as loud as he could.
Hibari had been braced for Tsuna called, and put his volume down all the way. Hibari couldn't believe he apparently " loved" this loud and annoying herbivore.
" I forgot about it."
" I CALLED YOU SIX TIMES YESTERDAY, AND FIVE TIMES TODAY TO REMIND YOU!" Tsuna yelled.
Even if Hibari's phone volume was to one, that was still pretty damn loud.
" I'll be there," Hibari said as he hung up his head. Tsuna was going to crucify him as soon as he saw him.
After breaking the speed limit, his mother had finally arrived. There was still a long line of girls, waiting to go inside the concert hall from outside. Hibari glared at the group. If half of his paycheck hadn't gone to Namimori he would have already quit this stupid job.
" Thank you mother," Hibari said, closing the door of her car gently.
His mom smiled at him, giving him a thumb up. " Do your best in love and singing!"
" I'll keep that in mind," Hibari responded, rolling his eyes.
Hibari waited for his mom to drive away. Now, here came the hard part. Getting into the concert without being attacked by crazy fangirls. Hibari looked around the building. Every corner had a girl lurking. Hibari smirked. There was nothing a Namimori prefect couldn't do.
" What are we going to do? What are we going to do?" Tsuna repeated, breaking down backstage. Chrome sat beside him comforting him while Ken, Chikusa, and MM were getting all the instruments ready.
" Don't worry Tsuna-kun, I'm sure he'll be here."
" NO WAY! Hibari hates me. Ugh he's probably doing this to annoy me, God damn it!"
Tsuna put his face in his hands, almost close to tears. Hibari wasn't going to let all his work go to waste. He didn't deal with perverts, bad smelling dogs, and Hibari himself for about four weeks for nothing! Even if it killed him he would get this over with. Even…without the help of Hibari…
" Chrome," Tsuna said standing tall. " Let's get this over with anyway."
" We're going to do this without Hibari?"
" I suppose," Tsuna said, " I'll fill in for him."
At that very moment, all the lights turned off in the room. A deep voice, of a teenage boy, maybe close to a man, began singing.
" Chrome, I'm waiting," the voice announced firmly. Tsuna recognized the voice almost instantly. It was Hibari's. Chrome walked on stage, holding her mike and began to sing along.
Tsuna watched from backstage, not believing his eyes. A purple light shinned on Hibari, while an indigo one on Chrome.
The rest of the concert had gone smoothly, and the audience reacted accordingly.
Near the end of the concert an outbreak happened. Chrome, Mukuro, Hibari, and the rest of the bands were bowing, until one girl in the audience shouted loudly:
" I LIKE HIBARI BETTER THAN MUKURO!"
Within seconds a riot had started. " GO TO HELL BITCH, MUKURO IS HOTTER THAN HIBARI!"
One after another girls shouted across the room, some beginning to fist fight. Tsuna watched in horror as the fight had begun.
He closed his eyes, trying to drift away to a different place. Reborn, was the perfect manager. He always knew how to solve a problem, and he had Tsuna's things prepared before he even asked. Tsuna couldn't be a manager nearly as good as Reborn… But couldn't he at least try?
"Hashiru no ga nigate demo seiseki ga IMAICHI demo
Aserazu nonbiri genki ga ichi pansa nandatte kantan ni KUREA Dekita rai ikedo GEEMU no yo ni wa ikanai no ga jinsei sa," Tsuna sang.
The audience suddenly quieted down as they saw their beloved Tunafish walk down the stage singing his first song, Tsuna Life. Tsuna had wrote that song when he was only fourteen and was still known through out Namimori as " Dame Tsuna".
It didn't matter who you liked better, Hibari or Mukuro, most people, pretty much 90% of people loved Tunafish.
Hibari started singing. And afterward Chrome, Mukuro, and soon enough the whole audience began singing.
That Sunday morning, Tsuna had slept in. Tsuna was proud to say, he had once again owned the news channel. All over the news was Tsuna's surprise performance. Tsuna sighed in relief. One concert done, who knows how much more to go.
A/N: WOOT! First arc is DONE! I was happy to see how much reviews I got. I love you guys so much. I'm really sorry I haven't updated in so long. I can't believe I went to 18 reviews to freaking 32. I started spinning in circles and hugging people randomly. Thanks guys! So, i don't know which arc to do first I have three planned ( I'll be surprised if you put up with me that long)! I think I have an idea of what to do though. Anyway thanks guys, love all of you!