(A/N:) I was really happy that many of the reviewers said they love the story, Thank you so much! And about that slender game I told you about in the last chapter, if you're curious as to what it is look up in youtube and type:' 11 drunk guys play slender 'by pwnagemcgee I'm telling you, it's wicked funny and it's totally worth your time. You'll be laughing you ass out through the whole video. :) I think I've been blabbering about this in my other fanfic but—bah, it was just so funny I kept watching it all over and over again and just wanted to share it with you guys.
Warnings: Profanity, Giotto being a hot badass, (but he's quite the softie in this chapter—well, sort of.) mild Tsuna molestation (in our dear skylark's corrupted mind) Possible OOCness, Teenagers' smoking and drinking and many more to probably come.
Disclaimer: (No own) Really? REALLY?—Really.
Please inform me if you have spotted any mistakes.
2nd Chapter
And so dawns the Brother-complex
It takes two men to make one brother
-Israel Zangwill quotes
Tsuna expected to wake up surrounded by the sounds of chirping birds, windows being creaked open or the sound of cars or bicycles or anything with wheels for that matter, to roll past his house. What he did not expect to wake up to this morning, despite being used to it himself, was the sound of music being played. He began to stir as he heard a grunt and followed by fancy cursing words.
He cracked an eye open to see his older brother bent over something from beside his bed space and he scooted forward, blanket still hugging his body close, and proceeded in looking over what his brother was doing.
His brother was bent over his old guitar, adjusting the strings and tuning it properly. Tsuna chuckled inwards when his brother ruffled his hair in frustration when he couldn't tune a string right.
The cool morning air made him feel enlightened as he reached over his brother's shoulders and hugged him from behind. He buried his head under his older brother's golden locks, breathing in the early morning scent and murmured "G'morning" in a raspy voice.
At this, the blond only chuckled, knowing that Tsuna was never a morning person. He loved early mornings with his little brother though, since he knew as a matter of fact that: Tsuna was a cuddly or rather—touchy-feely person in the early mornings. There were several times that the brunet had clung to him all the way down stairs in piggy back. He found it amusing and endearing.
Tsuna would often whine like a spoilt brat when he couldn't find his brother in the early mornings since he didn't have his 'automatic escort' downstairs since his legs were like jelly whenever he woke up and the blond would usually be the one to carry him around his lazy ass. Not that Giotto was complaining.
Tsuna smiled warmly at his brother as Giotto turned around and pinched his cheeks gently. "G'morning, Tsu. Get your lazy ass up early today. I'm not carrying you downstairs." He smirked teasingly and Tsuna pouted and punched his shoulders gently. "You're my Minion. Minions don't talk back to their masters. I'm sleeping 'til noon today."
With that, Tsuna began rolling around the cool sheets, tangling it around himself and snuggling up for warmth which made the corner of the blond's mouth twitch upwards at the sight.
Giotto sighed dramatically and rolled the sheets around Tsuna and tying up the ends so the brunet wouldn't be able to escape. "G-Giotto-nii! " Tsuna yelped as Giotto slung him over the shoulder and proceeded down the stairs.
Tsuna was flailing his arms around him and started protesting loudly, his face a brilliant shade of crimson. Giotto dumped him on the couch and was laughing heartily the whole time, much to Tsuna's embarrassment.
When they had ate breakfast together, Tsuna proceeded towards the living room and searched frantically around for the remote control, when he had found it he fumbled for it from beneath the couch for a moment before pulling it out and flicking it on.
When he sat down the couch, he smiled warmly when Giotto leapt from the back of the couch and rolling forwards into a comfortable position. The moment they were finally positioned to finally watch in peace, the phone suddenly rang.
Giotto groaned and poked Tsuna's arm to get the phone. Tsuna rolled his eyes affectionately and stood up to answer the phone. Giotto proceeded in watching their favorite TV show. He heard Tsuna fumble around the phone and answered it.
He ignored the conversation but he was all ears the moment he heard a gist of who he was talking to, furthermore, where the conversation was leading since his little brother's face began glowing. Giotto groaned inwardly at the incoming:
"Giotto-nii, Enma's coming over today!"
And just with that, Giotto's good morning-mood turned upside down.
-Out of my mind, back in five minutes-
"Hey, dumbass hand me the lighter."
"Here you go asshole."
"You gave me the fucking spoon."
"'Fucking spoon', he says."
"Augh, Hurry up, G."
Giotto muttered as he reached out for the lighter his friend took out. He brought the end of his cigarette near his face and covered a palm against it as he ignited the fire.
He looked over to friend whose unruly electric crimson hair was disheveled under his scowling, handsome young face. A glaring midnight blue flame tattoo littered his neck up to half of his face. He chuckled at the irritated expression on the redhead's face. Giotto started a conversation after a long moment of silence.
"Something up your ass? You look like you're ready to pounce."
G sighed, running a hand through his unruly crimson locks before ruffling them between his fingers. "Why the hell are you even in my room?"
"I'm raiding in—"
"Cut the crap."
"I'm…seeking comfort?"
"Oh, hell. Did you get knocked on the head or somethin'?"
"Yeah, I did. Alaude got all his shit right all over my face. Literally."
"Literally?"
"What? No! That's disgusting. What's the matter with you?"
G sighed once more and walked over to his desk which covered in piles of trash, several wrapping papers and unfinished dessert plates on top of the other with the utensils were scattered across the floor. G winced when his foot stepped on something squishy from beneath and it didn't take a genius to guess what he had stepped upon. It tuned out to be a half-bitten gooey cheese sandwich. "Holy shit, do you always eat like a fucking pig?"
"I'm a guy. Guys' don't have proper etiquette."
"Aren't you describing yourself for that matter? I swear Lampo has more manners than you. You eat like a baboon for Christ's sake."
"I didn't know you were religious, G."
G swore he couldn't take it anymore as he silently thumped his head against his door. He sighed in frustration and sat down next to his blond best friend, feeling resigned. "Seriously though, what's the matter with you? You've been eating nonstop for the past two hours."
"I eat to let out my frustration. It makes me think more clearly anyway."
"You do know that you're showing symptoms of obesity—"
"Stop being an ass and let me finish."
"Shutting up."
Giotto explained to G about his 'frustrations' regarding a certain problem involving his little brother, though he didn't include the part where he made the astounding discovery about his brother's best friend's and assistant prefect's new 'thing' for his little brother. Giotto didn't see it but G was trying hard not to laugh out at the blond's face the whole time.
"Oh man, what is with you and your brother-complex? I know you love the little guy but you don't have to punch just about anybody who even looks at him wrong."
"I'll beat the shit out of anyone when I want to."
"Why are you so overprotective of him anyway?"
As Giotto was about to open his mouth to answer, G's window slid open, revealing the brunet who was now currently crawling out of the window pane. As confusing as everything seems for someone to crawl towards a window pane considering that this was the second floor, care to let him explain first. He and G were neighbors. Their houses were close enough to kiss each other's walls, well not that close, but quickly estimating in his head, it was roughly about three meters.
The level of their floors were exactly the same and their windows were facing towards each other in precisely the same angle, which G found quiet disturbing at times because whenever he would change, the blond would be making faces at him or whenever he brought a girl home to have 'fun', the 'fun' wouldn't even get to start since the blond (if by any chance he was there) Would be laughing his ass out the whole time.
G, of course, considered the obvious concept of the use of curtains, he wasn't a dumbass, but every time he would hang them, the next day, he'd find them being thrown out of the window and on his backyard by s certain irritable blond.
As frustrating as the relationship between them was, G didn't seem to mind Giotto's company since they've been friends literally since they crawled. Just to summarize their confusing relationship between them, they were really, really close friends. And that often irked G since his blonde-haired 'friend' didn't understand the concept of personal space at certain times. (And frankly, maybe too often)
Back to the window pane topic, Tsuna could easily have access to it considering they connected their windows with a 10 foot ladder. The brunet hopped off the window and eyed the two before greeting a good morning to the redhead to which the redhead replied with a nod. Tsuna was smiling sweetly albeit slightly pouting at his older brother. "Giotto-nii, you suddenly disappeared when Enma arrived. I figured you'd be here so I just made the snacks in advance with Enma. Let's go eat." He smiled at both teenagers and gestured both of them out of the window.
Giotto smiled apologetically back at Tsuna and stood up, ruffling the brunet's hair affectionately. "Sure thing, Tsu. Come on, G." He beckoned the redhead with a finger and snickered when steel electric crimson eyes blazed up at him irritably. G muttered "Fine." before slowly standing up.
As Giotto headed towards the edge of the window he heard Tsuna behind him say: "Ah, Enma, you don't have to come, they're already going in."
Giotto looked straight towards the ladder to find the redhead halting at raising a knee in the middle of the ladder pointing towards G's window. Something inside Giotto wanted to suddenly push the ladder off the edge of the window or maybe shake it until the pest fell off. He settled instead on sending death glares. As he glared with all the prejudice he could muster against the small redhead, G eyed him warily from behind.
"Hey—Giotto, move already, you're blocking the—" G started.
"W-Whoa!" Enma cried out, trying his best to balance on the ten-foot ladder when he accidentally lost his footing.
"Enma, W-what—"Tsuna gasped, standing up on the tip of his toes to look over both of the males' taller shoulders at his best friend. "Y-you okay?" Tsuna stuttered.
"Y-yeah I'm fine, I sort of uh—s-slipped." Enma muttered, sending sheepish glances over to the glaring blond. Why was Tsuna's brother staring at him that way? It made feel uncomfortable but he pushed it aside as he crawled back into Tsuna's room.
G elbowed the blond's back while the blonde only gave him a cool sideways glance before proceeding out of the window. G looked over to the brunet who was looking up at him obliviously and he sighed. "Hey, kid, you head in there first, I'll follow soon after I clean up this mess."
Tsuna nodded and smiled at him before heading out the window.
-Out of my mind, back in five minutes-
Enma had never been so scared in his life.
He couldn't help but feel there was something going on with him and Giotto. And it wasn't a good thing at all. He could sense the blonde's animosity radiating towards him in a non-too-kind manner. His eyes kept shifting towards the direction of the blond and he could feel cold sweat run down his face the moment those blue eyes pierced his. He was slightly confused as to why the hell Tsuna's brother was doing this but he got a slight gist of what was going on the blond's mind when he tried reaching for the brunet's hand.
Oh, holy shit.
Tsuna's brother didn't approve of him taking advantage of his little brother, which irked Enma a bit and he glared back. It wasn't for him to decide—
Another glare from the blonde.
Crap,crap, 's on to me. He's on to me!
Enma silently cowered back which made the blond smirk. A few moments later, Enma eyed Tsuna who was now rambling on and on, oblivious to the tension that hung in the air. Enma sighed, running a hand through his unruly ruby locks. He looked up at the brunet when he felt a hand pulling on his sleeve. Tsuna was tugging him up towards he stairs saying things like : "I've got something important to talk about—" But Enma wasn't listening, too preoccupied by the blond's aura that seemed to have turned murderous when he was pulled up the stairs towards the brunet's room.
They sat down on furry carpet after Tsuna closed the door gently. Enma eyed him warily at first but then those big brown orbs looked up at him under long, thick lashes and he gulped down the lump that had clogged his throat. He melted under the gaze of warm and soft eyes on him. Enma began to stutter. "T-Tsuna, w-what is it?"
Tsuna cleared his throat. "I-I-I've got something important to say about…" The rest of Tsuna's sentence were jumbled mumbles and stutters and he turned red in sheer embarrassment when Enma only looked at him in confusion and slight amusement of his best-friend's antics.
When it had turned quiet and they only stared at each other, Enma shifted and rested and arm on his leg that was bent close to his chest. Silence rang within the room before Tsuna finally mustered up some courage and whispered: "What do you think of Hibari-san?"
But Enma hadn't heard it. The redhead had unfortunately chosen that exact same moment to let his mind drift in fear concerning a certain spiky-haired blond. "—Enma?"
Enma turned to the brunet, scarlet orbs wide with confusion. "Huh? D-did you say something?" Tsuna sighed and ran a hand through his hair and buried his red face in his palms. "N-Nothing..." He mumbled incoherently and dropped the subject when Enma asked what the brunet had pulled him upstairs for.
When they had arrived back down the stairs, Tsuna ran towards the door when he heard the doorbell ring. He grinned, already knowing who it was by the way the person kept repeatedly pressing on the doorbell. Giotto sighed in annoyance when the doorbell kept ringing and Tsuna smiled sheepishly up at him before heading towards the door and turning the knob.
But it wasn't who he expected.
-Out of my mind, back in five minutes-
Five hours earlier—
Hibari woke up after a vivid dream about a certain brunet. He cupped his head in his hands when the thing that had taken place in his dream wormed its way towards his mind once again, all crystal clear.
"Nnn-H-Hibari—"
"Mine." Hibari had whispered to the brunet's ear.
He could still feel the heat that had pooled down south. He could still see those hazy brown orbs that were glassy with tears of overload of pleasure, those keen mewls that erupted from those plump, soft and kissable lips, those untamable locks in the dark shade of brown autumn that scattered the pillows underneath his head, those milky legs that were spread sinfully wide for him and only him.
Hibari sighed in frustration.
Stupid hormones.
He heard a door creak open and he glared when his older brother's head peeked in. "Oi, Kyoya. You were supposed to meet up with the principal today." Alaude had said, slipping inside the room and leaning casually against the door as it slid close.
"Hn." Was Hibari's response.
There was a moment of silence between the two stoic siblings. One was wearing a white dress shirt with the buttons askew and slightly crumpled, One in a black button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to rest on his elbows. Both of them possessed the same unapproachable air in them and that same glare that could somehow literally freeze people around them.
They were both known for the reputation as head and assistant prefect. But reputation aside—the older one between them began to speak to break the slightly tense silence and he smirked in satisfaction when he saw his brother flinch a little once he addressed the question:
"Who is it?"
Hibari froze the moment his sibling's steel blue eyes landed particularly on him. He had a feeling his brother already knew—scratch that, He definitely knew by the way the beige-haired teen's mouth twitched upwards in a knowing smirk.
"Who what?"
He continued to play oblivious as he stood up, dragging the blanket along with him and proceeded out of the door. His fingers ached as they almost reached the doorknob and his brother's eyes were still on him the whole moment. "Don't play dumb with me. Who is it?"
A glaring completion had proceeded the moment the both locked gazes with the other. Sparks began to fly—not the very nice ones either—and they had begun their 'mutual way' of understanding towards each other with the use of eye-contact that only they could decipher what the other had in mind.
Alaude only smirked when Hibari glared at him after a long, drawn out sigh that seemed to sound stressed out. "Based on your reaction, there really is someone." Alaude chuckled when his brother's glare only intensified and he shouldered past him, opening the door as wide as he could that it slammed against the wall.
Alaude silently sighed and rolled his eyes at his little brother's antics. But he had understood his brother's antics, those weird jerky movements with his hands lately, and those eyes of his would suddenly become hazy and dreamy as if he was in a daze were weird signs. There something really up with his brother lately and it didn't take a genius to find out—at least, it took someone like Alaude to notice immediately and find a way to confirm his suspicions and curiosity.
Yep, something was really up with his brother.
-Moments later...-
Hibari could not understand what the hell he was doing. After the meeting with the old principal ( his long hours of talking with the old geezer wore him out and not to mention—pissed him off to the core when the principal kept yawning in front of him the whole time, while he , ever so kindly –note sarcasm, kept a stern and participative facade the whole time).
But that wasn't his problem at the moment.
Right now, in this exact moment, he was clutching on a folder with the personal files and records of none other than Sawada Tsunayoshi. He felt slightly irked at the way that his hand had moved its own accord towards the student's records and had scanned the whole thing searching for that certain herbivore.
He rubbed his eyes, feeling slightly mortified of the fact the he was practically stalking one of the school's students—not that the was any more mortifying than having wet dreams about—wet dreams aside, He scanned the information regarding the brunet and he paused after spotting the address and sighed in frustration once again when his legs moved on their own after memorizing the Herbivore's address and he started his journey towards his destination.
-Out of my mind, back in five minutes-
So this where every string of the events today led.
Where Tsuna had opened the door, expecting his best friend, Kyoko but it had ended up being none other than the assistant prefect.
The young male with midnight locks and silvery-grey orbs leaned casually against the side of the door as it opened to reveal the brunet that had kept invading his rather—err, lust-filled dreams. Now the brunet had stood before him fully clothed with a rather confused expression on his face. "H-Hibari-san?" Tsuna stuttered out nervously and the raven gaze dropped towards those honey-hazel orbs that radiated innocence and vulnerability.
Hibari wondered why Tsuna face seemed to always glow with said aspects. Maybe it was something that was just natural in the brunet, or maybe that was who he really was. Hibari wasn't one to say, since he wasn't really that of a 'close' friend of the brunet's.
The only time he had been close to the brunet was by as so far as he could think—in his rather—err, joy-filled dreams. Even in his dreams the brunet had displayed that same virginal attitude of his which made him want to devour the boy even more. He wondered even more if it was in reality it'd be ten times more of a turn on—whoa, whoa—really? Did he just think that? This is—dangerousdangerousdangerousd angerous.
Hibari sighed in frustration and began running his hand through midnight locks as he contemplated whether he should make up some sort of excuse or not. The other part of his mind kept going on and on saying things like: 'do-something-to-ease-this-goddamn-craving-for-the-damn-delectable-herbivore' the other part of him was like: 'Act-like-yourself-for-god's-sake-you're-acting-like-some-goddamn-hormanal-teenager'—which he probably is.
Inside mind debate aside, the raven settled on being silent. His eyes squinted in sheer concentration and the brunet continued to look up at him, feeling slightly confused. The brunet seemed to settle on being casual instead—by 'casual' meant his normal way of acting, stuttering and blushing and all, Tsuna hit himself mentally on the head for always acting so awkward. His arms would unconsciously flail around himself and he would blush to the roots of his hair whenever he opened his mouth to speak, only to let out some indistinguishable sputters.
But there was also several other reasons as to why he'd turn into sputtering mess such as now, He normally didn't act like this around people he was comfortable with—but that didn't mean he found the prefect's presence disturbing, he just found it, intimidating, if not slightly overpowering and dominating.
To summarize Tsuna's confused jumble of thoughts, He went nerve-wreck.
Sweet, shy Tsuna.
"W-w-well, y-you c-can come in, I-I-If you w-want…" Tsuna mumbled incoherently, eyes remaining in an: absolutely-do-not-make-eye-contact-or-you'll-literally-turn-into-a-puddle-of-goo kind of look. Hibari found that slightly irritating but he pushed it aside and scrambled inside. Once inside, there was an awkward silence that took over first before Tsuna stuttered out that he'd serve some snacks and he'd wait somewhere in the k-kitchen.
Hibari breathed out and calmly strode towards what the warm living room and he halted once heard some voices.
"Tsuna, what took you so long? Who was at the door?"
"Ah, G-Giotto-nii, U-Umm..."
"Wait, hold your horses. I'll get some strawberry jam for G. He's been whining about it since you went to the door."
"Uh, I'll go get it—"
"No Tsu, you've done enough for today. Sit down."
Giotto gestured his brother to sit down the couch next to him and proceeded out the doorway before Tsuna could protest and he locked eyes towards the direction of the kitchen and spotted the redhead walking towards his direction, he scowled deeply when the made eye-contact. The redhead was proceeding out the doorway, seemingly just came out of the kitchen with the butter jar in hand and he equally returned the scowl.
What they did not expect however, was once they had crossed paths on the hallway; a raven had stood there in between, only slight paces behind so that he wasn't seen in the way from the living room leading towards the kitchen.
And they all halted.
Time seemed to have frozen in the threesome's perspective as they stared at each other.
It was only for a moment, but one could clearly hear the tension string that hung above them snap like brittle barks of wood and—
All hell broke loose.
-Out of my mind, back in five minutes-
(A/N :) Sorry for the late update, by the way. And I may not be able to update 'The nightmare that was Year2060' for a while since I'll be busy this week and about the question in the first chapter about that line for that Manga, I'll just wait until somebody guesses right.
And the rating is temporarily T for now. I just want to experiment.
Special thanks to my friend, D. for the support.