-Distractions-

Hibari Kyoya is known for being emotionless and merciless. But ever since he married, people had come to know how much softer he got. Well… probably because he got stronger and had stronger people around him to show more leniency. His wife, I-pin, was a great acquisition. Not only was she a skilled assassin, she was also a doctor who trained as Shamal's protégé. Aside from this, many claim her as a great Oiran, being able to entertain them with different forms of art and being able to hold conversations well. And Hibari Kyoya was a pushover around her.

"Your confidence will be your downfall someday…" his wife told him as she sew his clothes in the room that overlooked their huge garden. Kyoya stood at the sliding doors as he scratched his stomach, exercising his leniency again. The Vongola had long been out of commission in Japan as Tsuna wished it but their support is still there. Nevertheless, the Hibari clan was nothing short of a standing army over Namimori. And the influx of gangs and other groups that were trying to make a name for themselves was but short work.

"Hmph." His feet shuffled over the tatami, stopping somewhere near her. From where he stood looking down at her, he sat down beside her and a few seconds later his head slumps into her lap, she, pulling whatever needlework she was doing out of the way. Looking up at I-pin, Kyoya realized that no matter what angle he looked at her, she was incredibly pretty. He sighed a breath of relief, "Great wife, great land, money, people…" and his lids slid closed; the relaxation from her massaging his scalp was no longer bearable.

"Kyo-san… if you sleep here, you'll catch a cold…" she whispered to him in between humming a beautiful song.

"Wow, if you would stop massaging and singing, that would be great," he said with great lethargy.

A few more silent moments pass between them as they stared lovingly at each other when a thundering voice from the outside hallway called their attention. Whilst I-pin gave an exasperated look, Kyoya had a smirk playing on his lips. Maybe, just maybe it would work.

Soon the source of the voice stood at the wide opening of the sliding doors, a haughty girl with hands on her hips. "MOM!" yells the angry newcomer. "Fu-nii and Kiri-nii! Give me the order to kill them both!" Stomped in the noisy and fuming girl. She had a round face similar to I-pin's and her scowling brows were from Kyoya. Aside from her pretty red face, her long, black hair was also beautiful. Her hollering died as she gawked before her parents, who were doting on each other at that moment.

"Welcome back, Orihime," her mother said after Kyoya's lips left hers.

"I'll come back later," and the young Hibari girl hurriedly left with a disgusted yet blushing face.

"Now that the distractions are gone, would you like to continue?"

Soft and fluffy, methinks. Please leave a review.