Uni: I think its time Yamamoto give in to me
Gokudera: Isn't this supposed to be about the story
Uni: But yamamoto is a character in it
Gokudera: Pfft u aren't
Uni: Bleh, Bitch's got a point, anywayz, I want to thank all my reviewers for reviewing so far I'm really happy.
Tsuna: Warning, leave this story, we have see the chapter outline, do not read this, you have been warned
Uni: oh fuck it Tsuna, where's Hyper mode, he's more sexy!
H. M Tsuna: I'm here to defend you I'll stay by your side forever and protect you
Uni: ( cue nosebleed ) Stay by my side? how about stay in me~ rawrrrrr
H. M. Tsuna: huh-a-aummm what do you mean?
Uni: Awwww your so cute i wanna do S&M with you your so adorable
H.M Tsuna: ah, ok (has no idea what that is)
Yamamoto: Uni-san! What about me!
Uni: Shut up and stay strapped to the bed and don't pick those handcuffs! Anyways here you are, please enjoy the story
Chapter 3
I don't understand you
Mukuro sighed a breath of relief as he turned the knob of his room door to be the first to have a bath. Last night ended lovely, he told himself sarcastically.
Last Night.
Mukuro brushed off the fact that Hibari commented on him tasting like pineapple. He went down the stairs shortly after Hibari called him for dinner. He hummed as he made his way down the steps. Dinner with him. It's grand, lovely, a dream come true. I wonder what he looks like when he's eating. Oh, which types of jokes should I run with him. He smiled. I wonder how close we'll sit too. Maybe we're so close the entire time our skin would be grazing each other's or maybe I could feed him, hmmm and then I'd feed myself, or make it romantic, I'd put the food in my mouth a give it to him in his, no, make it erotic, maybe food won't be the only thing I'll eat, maybe I'd end up thirsty for that. He walked into the dining room with a background of pink daises behind him.
"Sit" Hibari ordered.
"Eh"
He looked at his plate and then at Hibari's. It was ok….trust me….except…they were like 50 feet apart.
"Why do I have to sit all the way down there?!"
"Because I said so, now, move, you're an eyesore so I might lose my appetite." Hibari sat down and without even waiting for Mukuro to sit he broke the pair of chopstick in two and began his food. Mukuro went into his seat a weary smile, twitching eyebrow and reacted calmly nonetheless of Hibari's behaviour. It's like we didn't even make out about 20 minutes ago! His sub conscience screamed. He took up his chopsticks with a pout. It has been a long time since he hasn't eaten. I can bet Hibari is used to eating alone. He looked up to see the skylark peacefully eating his food. He ate with pride and delicacy not spilling a sip from his plate. It was miso soup, noodles and side dish of sushi wrapped in seaweed tenderly cooked down with some really nice looking sauce. Mukuro's mouth watered. Hibari's food looked so lovely. He wanted to freeze it and store it, preserving it making sure that it was safely saved. Maybe I should complement him but how? He looked up at the boy who was chewing his food to his own private delight. Ahhhhh, Hibari Kun you're so pretty and you don't even know it. He looked back down at the food. Maybe I can start by saying where did he learn to cook.
"Hib-"
"Thanks for the food"
Eh
Hibari settled his plates and moved into the kitchen.
"Wait…..how did you eat so quickly?"
"I eat at a regular pace idiot. You spent three quarter of your time watching me and drooling" He replied with an emotionless face and finally turned and left the room.
"Eh" Mukuro looked down at his plate again and witnessed a pool of his saliva in the plate.
How disgusting
End of the night
Now it was Tuesday and the morning sun had woken him up and he was already determined to make his way to the bathroom. Without knocking he turned the knob and saw drying his hair in front of the mirror in a whit t shirt and plain black trouser was no other than his fellow Cloud Guardian.
" Oh, forgive me...ummm Good Morni-"
"Pervert"
The door slammed right in front of him and he gulped down. S-s-slamming the door in my face, he's really asking for it.
"Gokudera! Please don't" Tsuna shouted at the silverrette who was pulling out his dynamites.
"Come here you fucking baseball freak!" Gokudera shouted at Yamamoto who was at the end of the classroom obviously having no intention of moving. He laughed scratching the back of his head, "Haha, I don't think so Gokudera, you look like you'll attack me" He gave his famous laughter.
Breaking the moment an aura entered the classroom that caused everyone to shiver. Then the owner came in. He walked with his bag slung over his shoulder with a maniac grin on his face almost like a mad man walking out an asylum.
"He...hehe I'll kill you, I'll fucking kill you, trust me...I'll dead you, dead you until your killed" He whispered to himself although it was loud enough for everyone to hear. He seemed as if he was on coke or something but his aura just shouted 'fuck off or I'll rip your balls out' kind of message
Tsuna immediately liquefied as the illusionist passed him a little of the aura reaching out on Tsuna like sonic sound waves attracting and retracting to an object. The illusionist went and sat down head held down. Everyone was still staring.
"Yo, Mukuro like how you're new would you like to try out for the baseball club" Yamamoto inquired with his kind goofy grin. Was he out of it are did he not see the huge aura that occupied half of the room leaving the rest of the students packed in the corner like a group of cockroaches.
Mukuro turned to him his head moving very slowly a creaking sound coming from it like a door moving slowly on rusty hinges, as soon as his gaze met Yamamoto his head inhumanly tilted to him like only the skin kept it attached to his body. "Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"
Cue the spirits of the students coming out their bodies.
Yamamoto sweat dropped. He was freaked, as in, literally scared shitless, He began stammering as he shivered in fear, "A-Aummmm s-sports is next so we'll just do a t-t-t-t-test run to see if you can join the t-team.
He ran to his Tsuna and began crying Chibi form, "He's so scary, I swore i wet my pants, so scary!"
"There there" Tsuna patted on his back also in chibi form.
As soon as the register was done the boys leaved to change. Mukuro made it to his locker and began taking off his clothes.
That damn skylark. It's like nothing happened at all yesterday, plus, this morning he seemed even worse that I thought he would be.
After the bathroom when he walked out,
"There I'm done, please don't stay long in my bathroom and make sure you don't masturbate in there either I don't want the scent of your cum in their when I'm showering"
Mukuro twitched and backed away "As if I'd do something like that!" Cue sub conscience, shit he got me
And even breakfast.
I don't feel like eating, I have no appetite at all, Mukuro thought twirling the chopstick in his food.
"Are you going to sit there staring at the food forever? It's not going to get off the plate and fuck you hardcore you know" Hibari said.
Mukuro shivered, "Of course not…..it's just that I don't want to eat it….actually, I have no ap-"
"Then what do you want instead, you seem to be wasting my food obviously. Do you want something else; do you want me to cum in your mouth?"
Mukuro gasped an angelic background falling behind him, "You'd do that Kyoya" He felt so happy
"Of course not you fuck, now hurry and leave for school and don't call me by my first name it feels like your spreading germs all over it"
Oh and let's not forget when they reached school.
"Ok…I'll be going now Hibari"
Hibari continued walking.
"Hibariiiiiiiii I said I'll be going to class since it this way so-"
No answer, little bitch, ignoring me aren't you.
"Oh what do we have here, a weird looking mark on my neck, how did I get this (He's speaking in a very loud voice here drawing attention) Oh yes I remember! Last night I was with the famous Hiba-"
Cue Hibari fling him in a corner and put his tonfas underneath his chin, "Speak of that I'll beat you shitless until that memory of ours will be permanently erased from your head"
Damn jackass.
He walked out the changing room and made his way out unto the baseball field. Not too longer after being separated into groups of two and having the girls on sidelines as cheerers, Mukuro was on team A which wasn't Yamamoto's team. Not that he cared shit anyways, he was too busy having a mental fantasy of amputating Hibari's head then feeding it to those little fat yellow birds that always squeal his name.
"Ok Mukuro you're up!" One of his classmates shouted drawing him out of his ever so pleasurable moment.
Mukuro took the bat and walked onto the little block and stood dumfounded.
"I don't know what to do" He said in a monotone voice.
Luckily Yamamoto was there and quickly came to his aid. "All you have to do is just try and hit home run, your team is already losing so at least two home run should put you back into the game.
"Home run?" Fuck….don't tell me I'll have t run to Hibari's place now, plus, I don't even have a key for that friggen huge front gate, Fucking Tyrant
"Well, imagine right there (he pointed about three blocks away where would be a good direct home run if hit with a bat and the ball went there) as an image of something in your mind, try and hit it as much as you can to go there" Yamamoto explained.
Tsuna sweat dropped; there was no way Mukuro would know anything about baseball. He was practically a person who loved to kill, and by that he meant ranked as one of the most dangerous hitman alive. And now that hit man was playing baseball? It was a miracle that he was even holding the bat, well, judging that he fought with a trident when using illusions, it was a miracle he was even paying attention!
So just imagine something there right? Mukuro thought recalling Yamamoto's words, anything...
The whistle blew and the Yamamoto threw the ball at exemplary speed. At first he had his sexy please-fuck-me-because-I'm-oblivious look, but as soon as his fingers gripped the ball he went into position, narrowed his eyes and threw.
The ball was heading straight for Mukuro who stood there in his position still thinking.
An image... of something...
That fucking Tyrant who won't let me fuck him
The ball went further than Yamamoto even showed as home run. It was remarkable.
The crowd was breath less. He actually hit Yamamoto's ball, not only that, he hit homerun.
Yamamoto smirked and pulled up five more balls although he only had two more shots and began aiming reflexively.
Everyone head moved from left to right watching Yamamoto throwing the ball and then Mukuro batting it as Home run
What was it, ball 34? When the bat went:
Snap
Cue everyone, "Eh"
Mukuro gave the bat a 'what-the-fuck' look and it replied with a 'I'm-sorry-I-broke' one. He tossed it over his shoulder and turned around when he felt Yamamoto's hand land on his shoulder,
"Wow you're really good you should try out for the team"
"I guess"
"Guess? You'd be a perfect addition, you have to join you're really good" Yamamoto kept on blabbering but all that was literally on Mukuro's mind was something different. Don't get down now guys it did have to deal with Baseball, but not with the club, only 6 words that roamed him mind
Exactly where did those balls land?
Bleh
Lunch time Mukuro was invited to Lunch with Tsuna, Yamamoto and the others but he refused. Because he skipped breakfast and barely ate dinner her was starving. But luckily for some unbelievable and coincidental reason a girl came up to him offering a bento.
Ahhhh how lucky am I?
He gladly took it and made his way to somewhere quiet. Cafeteria was a no, courtyard was a forget it, classroom was a 'are you serious' and well going back to Tsuna and the others was too much energy. He continued walking and passing the notice board taking a quick glance on the information. Join baseball, can you draw? Come to art club! Are you insane and love to have fun, love the arts and performing then the drama club is your place to be. Yea his eyes darted over those until it came to a notice.
All students are prohibited from going on the roof
Bingo the roof! He thought, ignoring the first eight words. Especially prohibited that was in caps and heavily bold faced. It was only about five minutes walking, and when he reached he realized it was worth it. For the roof, it wasn't hot, instead it was cool, nice, relaxing. The ground was clean, spotless to be precise and the view was just breathtaking. He walked into the open space and sat down opening his bento and releasing a sigh
"Ita-"
"What are you doing?"
(Note: Mukuro was going to say itadakimasu, a general table manners used before eating in Japanese culture translated as 'I gratefully receive')
Mukuro looked up to see Hibari standing over him.
Mukuro deadpanned, Is it me or am I seeing things, I thought the devil doesn't walk the earth! (Note he is comparing Hibari to Satan/Lucifer)
"I asked you a question" Hibari said
"Isn't it obvious I'm eating" He mumbled separating his chopsticks.
Hibari's eyebrow twitched, what's wrong with him today he's acting weird.
"All students except me are prohibited from coming on the roof"
"Well excuse me" Mukuro said taking a taste of his rice which was delicious.
Hibari's eyebrow twitched, "Are you even listening"
"Yes I am, are you? I haven't eaten a proper meal since Saturday" he mumbled loud enough for the skylark to hear
Hibari paused
He began eating without pause now. Now that Hibari watched him he surely did seem hungry, plus….
"Where did you get that?"
"What" he closed the empty bento and placed it to his side.
"The clip you're wearing in your hair"
"I found it in your bathroom in the cabinet, it's just a clip for holding down hair"
"Give it back"
"Its just a clip for holding down hair" Mukuro said with half lidded eyes.
"Give it back" Hibari ordered.
So bossy, he thought, Hibari reached out his hand for what was actually and technically his, Mukuro sat there staring at him for a prolonged period of time.
Finally he reached in his hand but instead reached out and grabbed Hibari's hand pulling the cloud guardian down on him.
"Let me go" Hibari said pulling away from Mukuro. Hibari literally fell between the boy who was sitting up. He smirked at the sight of the disciplinary president on all fours struggling to get up now that he shifted his grip from his hand to his belt holding him there on the spot.
"Look at you"
Hibari paused, a blush across his cheeks a little embarrassed.
"It amazes me how well you can act, your performance is great, except, I wonder how long can you keep up that act that nothing happened yesterday"
"Let me go you fucking pervert"
"Pervert? Pervert…..says the boy who kissed me, what message are you sending?"
"Let me go before I fucking kill you you retard"
"Exactly what message Hibari Kyoya" Mukuro's hand slightly went below the belt gently rubbing his two fingers over the boy's sex completely catching the skylark off guard. He grabbed on to Mukuro who was still stroking him with a devious smirk.
"Stop that now or I'll bite you to death"
Mukuro froze on the inside, well, maybe he should stop, but it was so obvious that the boy was enjoying it.
"If you want me to stop why haven't you moved my hand instead of holding on to it"
Hibari's eyes widened. Why hadn't he?
"Ciassou"
Reborn jumped down to them landing on the ground facing the two. They both froze immediately
"What a lovely show your putting on, however I only brought the camera and not the camcorder, but-"
"You-infant- I want that picture you took last night" Mukuro said glaring daggers at him
"Why?"
"Because I want it" Hibari said stating the obvious.
Mukuro sighed and got up.
"Where are you going Mukuro?"
"To class and then after that I don't know"
"Are you planning to leave Hibari's house?"
"Obviously yes" He looked at the cloud guardian who was already on his feet staring at him with narrowed eyes. "I have no intention of staying with someone who takes me for a toy, as a matter of fact; I need to see my tools"
"Are you referring to chrome and the others"
"Yes"
"Their perfectly fine, plus, I think you shouldn't leave the house, Hibari wouldn't want that"
Cue Hibari twitch.
"Excuse me?" Mukuro said a little drawn in as to WHY Hibari wanted him to stay and WHY the arcobaleno would know that.
"Infant" Hibari warned.
"Well" Reborn continued ignoring Hibari's warning, "I have the remote to cause the collar to explode in a single order, however, if you keep staying at Hibari's house I won't click that button"
"Isn't that blackmail" Mukuro murmured with a sweat drop, "By the ways why would he care, I'm sure he can find another sparring partner who he can also kiss once he suddenly wakes up in his home"
Mukuro had enough, he knew that right now he was completely not himself, "I'm leaving" He said before coming off the rooftop. He went back to class and then the bell rang, to make the day worse, the next subject was history, todays heading, Japanese war, topic, tools used in Japanese fighting. (Note authors Sarcasm)
"Ok…. Thank you Kyoko for reading that passage about the axe, now we'll have M-Mukuro Rokudo? reading for us" Cue all the girls go starry eyes.
"No" it was a dead pan straight up monotone answer.
"ex-excuse me..."
no answer
"Unfortunately, a teacher's order is direct, so as I said before, I would like you to get up and read"
"No"
She gritted her teeth and opened the book, "I see I'll read myself then. Tonfa. The martial arts weapon, the tonfa, is one of the more popular devices in the Okinawan and Japanese karate and Jujitsu. The tonfa is essentially a club with a handle that protrudes at a 90 degree angle. This allows a practitioner to hold the handle in a solid grip while the club protects the forearm. The origin of the tonfa can be traced to ancient China and Thailand where it was originally used to as an accessory to a millstone. After being inserted into the millstone, the tonfa would be used to grind rice. Eventually, the tonfa made its way to Okinawa for the same purpose of grinding rice.
Was it Mukuro or was it that the weapon was reminding him of someone he obviously didn't want to remember.
Even the other children in the class knew who used the tonfa at Nmaimori Middle school.
Hibari Kyoya
"Shut up" he said to the teacher.
"Ok that's enough I'm giving you a detention."
"I don't want it" He said boldly.
"Hieeeee, what's wrong with Mukuro san today, he seems rather scary and pissed off" Tsuna said
"Go and serve it right now out!"
Mukuro sighed and got up, "I don't mind, Its way better than you stupid lecture about your ridiculous subject, just your feature bores me out"
The class gasped and he walked out the classroom slamming the door shut behind him, which was of course after grabbing the slip from the teacher's hand.
"Reception room, a fucking reception room" He mumbled reading the paper and making his way to the area. He didn't even knock but just opened the door to see the cloud guardian sitting around the table and looked up from a pile of papers with an emotionless expression.
"Sorry wrong room" Mukuro said before pulling back the door closed
"Wait" Hibari said pulling back the chair and walking around the table fixing his shirt and then taking the paper from Mukuro.
"No one gets mistakenly sent to the reception room," H looked at the paper, " plus, this is the right place…. This teacher wants you punished instantly"
Hibari looked up from the black bang and stared at the boy who was closing the room door. "Its ok I'm quite aware of what it will be-" He said expecting a duel.
"No, shut up and sit there"
"Don't think you can order me around skylark" Even saying that he obediently sat in the chair with a soft 'fluff' and folded his legs.
"Read over theses and finalize these reports" He threw him a VERY large folder. He took it up and opened it with a 'tsk' and pulled out his pen and began reading. Hibari sat around the table and watched the illusionist as he read from file to file write something and then placed it on the opposite side of the couch. It was about nine in the afternoon when Hibari closed the last file and placed it in the drawer in the desk. Mukuro had long done the summaries for the reports and did an extra file on top of it.
"Last one" Mukuro said resting the folder on the table. Hibari took it up and read his summary.
Girl brings telephone to school and it rang in class. She answered it stating that it was an emergency and the teacher took it from her confiscating it on the spot. The next day it was reported that her brother was in the hospital due to the fact that no one was at home when he was having an asthma attack. The boy states he contacted his sister but was disconnected and did not get the advantage to make a next call since he collapsed. Student insist that the phone ban system should be loosened to accept calls at least at a certain period
Hibari took up the stamp and stamped it on the paper and the outside of the folder before placing the document with CONFIRMED on it in the confirmed draw next to the one for declined.
Hibari cleared his desk placing the pens where their supposed to be pushing his chair under the table and closing the window and pulling down the blinds and the curtain. By the time he turned around Mukuro was already at the door holding it for him waiting for him to come. It was a silent walk home. By the time they reached it was just after nine and Hibari had made his way to the kitchen to reheat left over from last night. Mukuro didn't even say anything he just made his way to the shower and had his bath first. After that he made his way to his room and pulled out the drawer in front of him. Reborn surely picked some good clothes for him. White T-shirts black trousers second drawers pants pants and more pants next one jackets, hoodies and shorts and even hats. And he knew in his closet was an entire pack of pressed and clean t-sirts and even suits. That damn arcobaleno got him everything, lotion, deodorant, detergent you name it…he got it. He hissed his teeth, and pulled his trouser up and his shirt down and dried his hair with his white towel.
There was a knock on the door and he turned around to see Hibari at the door way.
"Will you be eating?"
"No" He turned back around and closed his draw shut.
"You can switch on the light" Hibari said staring into the dark room the only source of light was the one in the hallway that was shining into his room from the opened door
"Let it be, I'll skip dinner"
"Why don't you eat?"
"I'm not hungry"
"Is that a short way answer" Hibari asked with a smirk.
"Or you looking for a conversation, I'm not in the mood."
Hibari pouted. He's back with that same attitude, just like the one on the roof top
"Do trains run in Namimori?" Mukuro asked back still facing hibari
"Yes why?"
"Tomorrow I'm going to the train station then."
"You're leaving?"
"Yes"
Hibari stood there paused. He felt the muscles in his stomach tighten
Mukuro pulled the cover off the bed and fluffed his pillow. He lay down and then almost on cue he felt Hibari sat on the bed.
"Are you ok Hibari? You're sitting on the bed in my room" Mukuro said turning to Hibari. Now he actually wished the light was on to see him. He only felt when Hibari leaned over and finally his lips caught his. His lips slowly moved on his still ones and then finally Mukuro responded. The kiss felt sexy, He could feel Hibari's tongue slipping in and out of his mouth toying with his and moaning into his mouth. His hand found his way to the boys hips and pulled him down on him positioning him between his leg and grinded against his groan earning a moan from the boy on top of him.
Your turned on Kyoya. I can feel you sticking me in my stomach
He grinded against him again, this time deeper, he felt his erection building up and he was sure by now Hibari felt it. He then began unbuckling Hibari's belt.
"ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY!"
Mukuro only felt when Hibari choke him shitless shaking his head back and forth and then got up. puffing while he stood there as red as a tomato in chibi mood
"What do you take me for some fucking Homo!" He buckled back his belt, "nasty pervert" He walked out the room closing the door behind him.
Mukuro laid there frozen in Chibi mood.
Wasn't he the one who kissed me, wasn't he erected too? WHAT THE FUCK IS HIS PROBLEM HE'S THE ONE WHO STARTED THIS!
Uni: hello...anyone...where are you?
nothing
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