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Chapter 3

The next day Kyoya walked with Haru going to the store to buy some food, he made a mental list to what they need. So far veggies and some meat along with the rest, Haru was skipping right next to him with a huge smile making her brunette strands bounce. He wore a slim fitting bottom up shirt with gray jeans and black shoes making him look young. His unruly hair was swaying with the breeze making him think of buying them jackets for the upcoming winter. Quite a few people were passing around him, some girls were blushing and squealing at the same time, he glared at them making them still in shock. He has had his share of fan girls, and he does not need anymore. Especially 'her'.

"Let's get food desu!" Haru pumped her fist in the air running to the cakes isle.

He shook his head and went to grab her hand and almost dragged her to where the vegetables were making the girl pout. He stared at some carrots thinking that he could make some stew for the next day, glad he has the weekend off. His gaze landed on a small silverette walking with a certain girl and with his coworker...er...he meant his childhood friend from long time ago. Said man stared at him and smiled walking towards them the girl next to him too walked towards him with a questioning gaze. His blond hair was not combed and was all over the place, he wore a plain white shirt with washed jeans and white sneakers. His companion wore a black tank top and jeans. The little boy wore a black shirt with music notes around it and wore gray pants. His emerald gaze landed on Haru who was looking at the flowers high up. Kyoya put on a glare when the older man wrapped his arm around his shoulder and put a stupid smirk on his sharp features.

"Kyo how you been?" he all but shouted next to his ear.

"Get your arm off and I just might not bite you to death." he glared at the nick name.

"Sorry, sorry. Bianchi, this is my childhood love─I mean friend." Dino said making the woman roll her eyes and Kyoya's glare to intensify.

"Nice to meet you and please excuse Dino's stupidity." Bianchi smiled ignoring her lover's loud gasp.

Kyoya smiled, his gaze landed on the little boy looking around uninterested. Haru hugged him from his side glaring at the little boy, said boy glared at her back. He raised an eyebrow and stood still looking at them the couple too stood still and watched.

"What are you doing here you dummy," Haru glared.

"Stop following me you dumb girl." Hayato hissed with an equal glare.

"Hahi, you follow Haru you octopus head!" she used Lambo's insult.

"What are you talking about you ugly girl?"

"Haru is not ugly, she's pretty. Just like daddy!" she stomped her head and crossed her arms with a cute pout.

"Here, now leave me alone." Hayato gave up throwing his arms in the air and left glaring at anyone,

Kyoya would have bitten the boy to death, but seeing that the boy was just a child and he did not bit them, he would forgive him for now. He will wait when the child is older, then he could bite him all he wants. Yes, he will enjoy it much better without feeling any guilt. Haru puffed her cheeks out and walked the other way. Kyoya bid farewell to the couple and went after Haru until he bumped into the arms of someone. Looking up he froze seeing honey-brown eyes and a huge smile on his broad face, with that sexy scar making look like some Roman god.

"Hey Haru, Kyoya." Takeshi picked up said girl and hugged her making the girl giggle.

"Hn," he glared seeing his daughter carefully, if the idiot would even dare make a mark on her, he will take his ALL of his anger on him.

"What are you both doing?"

"We're shopping for food desu~," Haru answered for him then her eyes widened as the light-bulb flashed on. "Daddy, can we invite Takeshi to dinner, he's fun and he's nice, he's sweet... OH! He's pretty too, right daddy. Isn't he pretty!" she squealed.

"Uh..." Kyoya blushed when he heard his daughter say those words. Just where in the hell had she gotten the idea that Takeshi is cute, he will not deny that he was attractive though.

His gaze met Takeshi's right away, judging by that very faint color on his tan face, he was embarrassed too. Kyoya looked away coughing trying hard to get his red face under control. One thing straight, he does not blush, it's just that... inside the store is hot. Yeah, no freaking AC.

"See Takeshi, I told you my daddy thinks you're pretty!"

If Kyoya would have been a woman, then he would have fainted by now, but he is Kyoya Hibari and he will not be doing any of that. He kept looking ahead pretending he was hearing this conversation.

"So wanna come to dinner?"

"Please do, that way you can explain what you teach my daughter." Kyoya wanted to bite him to death.

"Sure," Takeshi was oblivious of the dark intentions that Kyoya was sending him. "But is it all right if there is another guest?"

"Who's coming?" Kyoya rose an eyebrow, probably his wife.

"Takeshi, you promised me that you'll buy me a huge ice-cream jar while you do your own thing." a familiar and annoying voice hit Kyoya's ears making him snap his head to where it came from almost giving himself a whiplash.

"Mukuro!" Haru said from behind her now over protective father as he growled.

"Haru, and...Haru's father." Mukuro smiled way too innocently for his taste.

"Yeah, he's the other party we're having." Takeshi laughed as he took a hold of the other child making him look at Kyoya with a blank expression.

When they were at the Hibari home, Kyoya would glare daggers at Mukuro when he got too close to Hibird, Haru would tell him about this and that, he got uneasy when she was not on his sight. And he was tense, next to him was the taller and much broader man. He wanted to look like that, but no, his damned body had to stay slender, he has some muscle, because back in his high school days he would bite people to death with his tonfas. The same tonfas that Haru is now training with.

"So... just you and Haru?" Takeshi asked chopping the vegetables, he wanted to help. He did not know what NO meant.

"Hn,"

"Is that a yes or no because I could never guess." he laughed.

"Hn,"

"I take it a yes since there is no other pictures of her mother around. Did she die?"

"Wish she did," he muttered.

"What was that?" he looked down and saw him seasoning the meat, then put it on the pan.

"Nothing," he watched the meat sizzle.

"Your favorite color must be purple," he said seeing mostly different shades of purple around.

"Got a problem with it?" he slowly rose his spatula in case he had to use it as a weapon.

"No, no. I like purple, it's just so pretty..." he finally sensed that the shorter man was not playing around. And it only took him a lot.

"But where is her mother?" he asked taking a step towards him.

Kyoya somehow felt the need to step forward and embrace him, but he shook it off noticing that Takeshi was coming closer. He froze, sure that tan face would make anyone go all jello on their feet, he stared up at him as Takeshi had this serious face, he looked more his age. He almost lost his cool when the younger man leaned forward making him lean a little back. He stared up at him, honey-brown met grey, he had this urge to peck his lips, but he stopped and controlled his face.

"If I were Haru's mother, trust me, I would never abandon you or her." he said closing the distance.

Kyoya almost groaned, his voice felt like a purr and it calmed him down. He was confused when he said that 'if' he was Haru's mother, why was he saying that. They only just met, so he probably is mad because she only has him.

"Kyoya─"

"Is the food ready? Haru and me are hungry." Mukuro shouted running inside the kitchen.

Both quickly went back to their business, for once Kyoya was glad that Mukuro had interrupted. What if he hadn't, then he wouldn't have controlled himself. Meanwhile Takeshi was slowly seething for almost being this close for tasting those lips that could only belong to a mystical person. He probably tasted good, damn. He hoped this will not be a regular occurence where there will always be a bad timing when he is about to make a move on the raven-haired man next to him. And if the universe was against them, to hell with everything. He will make sure that...that...

"Daddy!" Haru ran to her daddy and saw him cooking. Her large brown eyes stared at the meat in amazement, the meant looked ready and delicious.

"Go wash your hands," he told her and she ran taking Mukuro with her.

Kyoya sat right next to Haru and next to her was Mukuro and then Takeshi, he sat next to him and so on. His eyes glared at the child with the dual colored eyes, he did not like him sitting down next to his daughter for so long and he will murder him when he is older for even looking at her. Takeshi smiled and praised his food making him nod in gratitude and kept on eating. Something about them changed, something he couldn't put his finger on it. Every time he glanced at Takeshi he would quickly close his eyes as he chewed the tender meat not realizing that Takeshi was doing the same thing.

After they were done, Haru was sleeping on the couch taking half of the space while Mukuro sat on the other side nodding off.

"Where did you originally come from?" Takeshi asked looking at him in the eyes.

"I'm from here, Namimori. I went to Italy for a while, then came back a few years ago and Haru was born here. We had to literally move to this side of the city." he said sitting on the couch opposite from the children.

"Why did you move all the way out here?" he asked seeing a flash in Kyoya's eyes.

"Her," he spat the name like poison.

"Her mother," he said feeling the air chilly suddenly. He saw so much hatred in his eyes that he was sure that he would murder her the moment he even spotted her miles away from him. He glanced at Haru and frowned, he noticed that she only hand his pale skin features, other than that, she probably was the spitting image of her mother. It must hurt Kyoya every time when he looked at her and saw the other woman in her spot. Kyoya glanced at his watched and saw that it was late already, seeing both children sleeping, he sighed blowing air up moving his bangs.

"Is his mother going to pick him up?" he glanced at Takeshi.

"No, she'll pick him up tomorrow." he said looking at him in the eye. God, Kyoya looked sexy even sitting down with both his knees to his chest. He would probably look sexy in anything, his mouth went dry. Trying his hardest to make it wet again, he decided to think about something sour.

"What do you want to do?" Kyoya asked looking at the other with a soft expression.

"Well, I wanted to know more about you..."

"I'm twenty-four years old, single father of one stubborn Haru, I work full-time. My health is one hundred percent clean, no disease...and I'm gay." Kyoya said after a while not sure if he should have said the last part. If Takeshi didn't anything to do with him, then he will make sure to bite him real good to death. And if Takeshi accepted him, then he will be nicer to him.

"One year my senior. Well I'm Takeshi Yamamoto, twenty-three years old, work full-time and go to school part-time, I'm healthy as a horse...and I'm gay too..." Takeshi smiled inwardly when he saw Kyoya snap his head towards his way.

Now he has his attention. Takeshi looked at him in seriousness, and Kyoya at him, both feeling the air tense and suffocating. If Kyoya was gay, then why does he have a daughter, was she even his or an adoptive one. He seemed the kind of man when he wants something, he will get it no matter what. He looked at him, then at Haru.

"If you're wondering if she's my real daughter, she is..." he said sighing. His raven bangs covering his eyes.

"Is this the reason why you don't like her mother..."

"She..."

"It's OK, you don't have to tell me. It must be hard to remember the past when one is trying to forget." Takeshi smiled, a secretive smile.

Kyoya just looked at him as if for the first time seeing him. His insides were turning over, making him confused. His stomach had this weird flutter as if butterflies were flying inside, his blood rushed to his cheeks. For the first time in his life, he felt...he can't explain it. It almost feels what he had felt earlier, he wanted the younger man to kiss him, make him feel safe and─NO. He was single, he can not trust anyone, not ever again. He had put all of his trust to her, and she went and took advantage of him, he will never trust anyone, because in the end, it will hurt him.

"Daddy..." his daughter yawned and he looked to see her looking at him with sleepy eyes.

"I'm still sleepy," Mukuro cuddled the pillow rolling on his side and fell to the ground.

"Mukuro, are you okay?" asked Haru with a worried look.

"Ngh..." he looked up at her and put his thumb up.

"We should go," Takeshi said picking the toddler up.

"Bye-bye Takeshi and Mukuro, be safe desu~" Haru waved behind her daddy as he closed the door.

Kyoya picked his daughter up and hugged her to his chest. He felt all this years of bottled up emotions ruining his many years of practice to keep them buried deep inside him. He can't let anyone close, never again.

"You can always trust me," her voice haunted his nightmares.

Nymph: Soo... how was it? xD

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