When Dino awoke the next morning, he knew he should have expected for the solitary teenager to have left sometime throughout the morning, but it still hurt, feeling as if Kyouya didn't trust him as much as he had thought; part of him had hoped that the younger would trust him enough to stay with him and let him help him, but that didn't seem to be the case.

Cavallone sighed as he looked up to the clock sitting on the wall of the hotel room. He could see it was nearing nine in the morning, so he got up and moved to the bathroom, preparing to clean himself for the rest of his day.

The hot steam swirled around his body as Dino washed himself, his thoughts on Kyouya, but when he soon found his nether-regions reacting to his innocent thoughts of the boy, he became worried; Kyouya was so damaged and he could only imagine how the younger would feel if he knew Dino had become aroused by thoughts of him.

"Damnit…" Dino glanced behind him to the door of the bathroom. He felt guilty for what he was about to do, but he knew he wouldn't be able to control himself for much longer; somewhere along the lines of wanting to help and protect the boy, he had developed feelings stronger than they should have been. He wanted to be able to hold Kyouya in his arms, kiss away the tears he knew had been shed, to wash away the filth his twisted father had left behind, for their bodies to become one with the skylark's consent – Kyouya's want for it to happen.

Dino hissed as he wrapped his hand around his length, the last time he had done this too long to remember. "Kyouya…"

Part of him knew he wasn't much better than Kyouya's father for having such feelings about a sixteen-year-old boy when he himself was twenty-two – but damnit, he loved that boy and he would never hurt him.

Dino closed his eyes as he slumped against the shower wall as his hand quickened its pace. He pictured Kyouya leaning against his body, the boy's pale, skinny frame slick with sweat as their tongues battled for dominance together. He could see himself pumping Kyouya's member with a gentle hand, erasing every disgusting trace of his father from the boy. Kyouya's onyx eyes were closed, a pleasured expression on his face as he rocked into the touch.

Even in Dino's imagination, he couldn't bear to penetrate such an abused body, but the loving touches he lavished upon Kyouya instead was enough for him to release in his own hand so that the falling water washed away his seed.

Dino panted slowly as he smiled to himself, feeling better than he had in a while. He felt as if he had been refreshed emotionally, so he turned off the taps and left the shower so that he could grab the towel that was sitting on the sink opposite him.

The blond was quick to dry his body before he wrapped the thin material around his waist and made his way back to his bedroom. He hummed softly to himself as he pulled new clothes out from the suitcase he had sitting under his bed; a clean pair of cargo pants and a black shirt.

I wonder how Kyouya's doing today… Dino thought to himself as he dressed his body. He might still be in shock over last night… But knowing him, he's gone to school. I can sense it.

The Chiavarone boss slipped the black t-shirt over his head before he grabbed his brown jacket and put it on for the extra warmth. He was just about to turn and leave the room to go see how Romario had handled the clean up of Kyouya's home, but his phone started ringing from its place on the double bed before he could get very far. He went back to the bed and grabbed the device so that he could see who was ringing him. He answered the phone when he recognised the caller ID to be Tsuna's; what could the brunet want at this hour? Shouldn't he be at school by now?

"Hello, little bro. What's up?"

Tsuna sounded concerned as he whispered into the microphone, surely hiding from his teachers in order to speak to the older Mafioso. "H-hibari-san… told me to tell you… he wants you to train him…"

"Hm?" Dino raised an eyebrow; had his parents' deaths really affected him that badly…? "Was there a reason?"

"…The Ring Battles…" Tsuna explained. "He wants to accept you as his teacher…"

"This is strange," Dino mused. "Why couldn't he tell me himself?"

"I'm not sure… I… I think Hibari-san is embarrassed, or even ashamed of asking for help…"

Dino knew he had to talk to Kyouya as soon as he could; if the skylark was serious about this, they would need to start as soon as possible. "He's at school today, right?"

"Y-yeah…"

"Listen, I'm going to come and see him, okay? If you run into him, can you tell him I'm on my way?"

"…O-okay…"

"Thank you, little bro. I'll talk to you later."

Dino hung the phone up quickly before he slipped it into his pocket, not wanting to waste a minute; he had to talk to Kyouya and make sure the boy was okay because something was seriously wrong if he was acting this way, and he had a sneaking suspicion it was due to the deaths of his family.

~~Hibari~~

Hibari stared up at the clouds. He couldn't help but replay last night's events over in his mind. He remembered finding his parents dead in the living room, and the shock of his had sent him to the first person he could think of – Cavallone.

The blond had been so gentle and accepting of him, so was it normal to feel as if he was someone who could be trusted? From an early age, he had been taught no one was trustworthy – not even family – so why did this man seem so different…?

"Kyouya…?"

Hibari sat up when he heard Cavallone's voice. He blinked tiredly at the blond and, in that moment, it suddenly felt as if the stress that had accumulated over so many years was only just now breaking free.

The younger male moved closer to Cavallone so that he could bury his face in the other's chest as he felt warm arms wrap around him. He sniffed, unable to let himself cry as much as he knew he needed to, and the effort of keeping it all locked away made him feel as if he were about to throw up.

Cavallone just ran a gentle hand through the boy's hair, humming every now and then. When he felt the younger slowly start to relax, he whispered, "If you still want to, we can start training somewhere away from here, okay?"

Hibari just nodded. "…Okay…"

If Cavallone was a lesser man, he may have cried at the lifeless tone in the boy's voice – instead, he hugged him tighter to his body, wishing there was something – anything – he could do to help.

The only problem was, he was almost certain Hibari still would not accept such personal help.