Oya, I'm rather fast this time.

I'm thinking of making a triangle between our Cloud and Mists, because I do so love tweaking Kyoya's character around.

Tell me what you think.

P.S. I'm too lazy for author's notes, but I really appreciate the reviews. Kepp them coming!

Please?

Chapter Thirteen: Rumours

There were rumours that surrounded the Tenth Generation Guardians of the Vongola Famiglia, and they weren't always nice.

Or factual.

Take Gokudera, for one. He had been trying to squash the rumours about him being the same type of womanizer as his former mentor, Shamal, after that one time he got drugged by Reborn (don't ask) and accidentally (slipped and fell, seriously) kissed one unsuspecting stranger on the lips. Stranger happened to be an unhappy—and drunk—Tsuna in a red dress and auburn wig.

There was also that rumour about Yamamoto being a masochist, and Squalo's lover, which caused Tsuna nearly seven billion dollars in reparation for the shark-guy destroying an entire city. To this day, no one still knew if it was true or not. Tsuna was afraid to ask.

One time, during their freshman year, somebody saw Chrome talking to Hibari, and immediately assumed she was his lover. Not really unreasonable, considering the number of people who can talk with the skylark and come out uninjured could be counted with one hand, and Hibari did seem to have a soft spot for the shy girl. Still, that didn't save Tsuna from the resulting rampage Mukuro had, and the paperwork that came with it.

Needless to say, Tsuna really hated rumours.

He hated this new one the most.

"Really, are you sure?"

"Yes, of course! Midori saw it with her own eyes, she said. By the pool on the sixteenth floor, the two of them—"

"Oh my, gosh! You're serious? That really happened?"

"Hibari was kissing Chrome, you say?"

From one corner, said skylark appeared in front of the gossiping third year students, looking downright murderous with his tonfas out. Chains and all.

Behind him, a shadow which was curiously shaped like a pineapple loomed like the Grim Reaper.

Tsuna about faced and hightailed to the opposite direction. He'd worry about the paperwork later. Right now, survival came first.

Contrary to popular belief, Hibari Kyoya was not, in fact, asexual.

"Just take her to a pretty garden and confess, herbivore. Or if you can't do that, just write a note. I doubt the girl would even care how you do it so long as you do, considering she's been treating you like her property for years anyway," the Demon of Namimori said, leaning against the wall of Tsuna's office which was freshly renovated from Haru's rampage a few hours earlier.

Tsuna startled from his trance and stopped pacing, "What?"

Hibari arched one, apparently perfect eyebrow at the young mafia don (in training, but that's mere technicality since all the paperwork came to him, anyway) and repeated his suggestion, "I said, take her on a date."

Tsuna blinked, "Again, what?" His mind still hadn't quite caught up with the fact that this was Hibari, his Cloud Guardian, the Demon of Namimori, giving him dating advice.

Was the world about to end?

"Must you be so stupid and pathetic all the time? You've been whining about your woman hating you for two straight hours when we all know that isn't possible and your pack has been irritatingly useless in the kitchen for a while. They're disturbing the peace, so you had better come out and be a man or I'll be creating more paperwork for you." And then he left, leaving a flabbergasted Tsuna in his wake.

"Oh my God, Hibari spoke more than five words!"

Realizing the other issue, Tsuna did a double take. "And did he just give me a love advice?"

Tsuna promptly fainted.

Tsuna woke up an hour later, on the lap of one beaming Haru in a—was that a leopard dress? Are these Haru's breasts I'm seeing?

"Tsuna-san, you're awake!" Haru leaned forward, bringing the pair of lethal weapons nearer to a hyperventilating Tsuna, who burst out in a nosebleed seconds later.

"Tsuna-san? Are you alright?"

"Hmmfime," Tsuna said incoherently, pressing on his nose to stop his inevitable death by blood loss.

Haru watched him struggle with a smirk. Yare-yare, Tsuna-san is still so shy. She was rather flattered at his reaction, considering he never did fumble this way around Kyoko even when he had a crush on her. Then again, he was thirteen at the time, and none of them had quite, say, grown up yet. Still, she found it a great boost in self-esteem to see the esteemed Vongola Decimo bleeding at the mere sight of her cleavage when he had just about half of the female Mafioso falling at his heels.

Haru's face darkened. The incident with the blasted triplets that morning really infuriated her, considering they mauled her future husband, who, might she add, she hadn't even kissed yet. That's just unfair.

Determined, Haru face the now calm boss. She liked the way his face turned so red when she pouted her lips and widened her eyes in a false look of innocence that Bianchi taught her. In a soft voice, she purred, "Tsuna-san, are you alright? Haru was so worried about you. Haru is sure it must be traumatizing to be attacked like that." She bit her lower lip and looked down, Tsuna felt something twitch. He gulped. "Haru wants to help Tsuna-san forget about it. Does Tsuna-san want Haru to do something?"

"Uh, um, ano," Tsuna opened and closed his mouth like a fish. All his blood seemed to have rushed to two different places at once, and he really couldn't think.

Haru inwardly smiled and stood up slowly. She tilted her head and let her to the side. "Tsuna-san?"

Tsuna was breathing heavily now. His head was spinning, and a lot of thoughts came flashing in his mind at once, making him dizzy. Haru stalked towards the conflicted boss and ran one hand down his arm, triggering his goose bumps. "Tsuna-san…" she whispered, leaning close to his ears. "Tsuna-san…"

Tsuna breathed deeply, trying to make his head—the real one—function. What was he supposed to do in a situation like this?

If you can't do that, just kiss her. She'll like it.

Tsuna didn't remember who told him that, but they sounded rather confident. So, without giving himself time to back off, he pounced on the intoxicating girl and put his lips on hers.

Haru whimpered.

In one hidden corner, Kyoko stifled a squeal. Bianchi was nodding proudly, while Hana simply muttered, "About time." Hibari, who was leaning against a wall as usual, had a smirk on his face. And then, as if remembering something bad, the prefect paled and widened his eyes.

In one part of the hotel, Chrome received a text filled with hearts and flowers. She showed it to Mukuro, who passed it to Ken and Chikusa, who yelled incredulously, "They hooked up now?!" which was heard by Gokudera and Yamamoto, who screamed disbelievingly, "Boss/Jyuudaime and Haru did what?" which reached the ears of Ryohei who promptly stopped his jog and screamed, "What EXTREMELY happened?"

It was Gokudera who answered, face blank, "Haru and Jyuudaime hooked up."

All in all, it was one lovely day and the students of Namimori Gakuen suffered twice the biting than usual. They attributed it to the rumour that was going around about the prefect.

It was actually because of a newly formed couple making out in the private suite.

At that moment, the Guardians' feelings were oddly synchronized.

"We're all doomed."

After getting over the initial hype of seeing one of her best friends finally get the man of her dreams, Kyoko promptly joined their 'Doom Corner' shivering with Chrome.