A/n: Do you know the number of directions I could of gone with this one? There is so god damn many!
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Prompt: Sky
Pairing: 1827
Kyoya Hibari's arm were resting behind his head as he stared up at the sky above him, he was sitting laying on the rooftop of his school like always. His golden eyes caught sight of a familiar white object that had once calmed him, "Cloud huh?" He lifted his hand up so he could see the ring on his finger. The silver ring glinted in the sunlight as Kyoya looked up at it. The crest on it stared back at him intimidatingly – almost mocking him.
He frowned – he didn't like it. He didn't like a single thing about this whole situation. Being thrusted into some mafia he hadn't even known about a few months ago? Well really – being thrusted into the mafia at all? Wasn't the mafia the bad guys in most situations?
"EXTREMELY good morning Tsuna!"
"Juudaime!"
"Hey Tsuna!"
"H-Hi guys..."
Kyoya let his hand fall to his side as he sat up.
It didn't matter what he thought. All that mattered was protecting his sky.
E/n: Do I really need to explain this one? Or, for that matter, tell you who said what?
See you tomorrow~!