Thank you for reading this far, first of all! I'm glad you like my story ahhh

Also, I am going to be on holiday for the weekend, and I'm not sure whether I will have internet so I can upload... It's 4ºC rn ahhh snow

Anyway! If I do get internet, I will try to upload because this is a short chapter pfft

I wanted to write more, but I felt like I was dragging it on so I left it at that I'm gomen

Formatting is also a bit weird, so the thoughts will show up as /this/.I

Not that Kyoya had expected a change in the way Tsuna treated him at school, but he finds himself a little surprised when Tsuna runs away after seeing him in the corridor - even before he had the chance to say hello.

Of course, after one tutoring session, they couldn't be best friends the day after, but for him to still shriek in the goddamn morning and sprint away as if he'd seen hell... Kyoya raises an eyebrow, unsure on what to do: run after him, or walk away, pretending to be unfazed?

"Pretending?" he murmurs to himself, as if he wanted his brain to repeat that. What a joke, he thinks, shaking his head; I'm a joke. His hand in his pocket, he begins his usual rounds down the corridors for anyone who might be planning on skipping class - there were usually none, but you could never take any chances.

"H-Hibari-san!"

Kyoya's eyes widen and he turns around, losing his cool as he wobbles a little, unbalanced, on the balls of his feet. Tsuna's standing straight in front of Kyoya, two, maybe three, metres away. His eyes are looking down at the floor. His eye-contact is non-existent, so much that Kyoya thinks he can almost make out his shirt collar at the nape of his neck.

His hands are behind his back, twitching a little because he's playing around with his fingers - and the wrapped parcel he's holding. "I wanted to thank you for last night, and... Uh..." Tsuna says.

"Oh," Kyoya breathes, slightly relieved - because of the fact that he hadn't been running away, but went to get something from his bag - but his heartbeat is basically two times faster than usual.

"I... I went to the bookstore this morning."

"Ah, really." Kyoya says in a flat tone.

"I saw a book I really liked... Um, I was reading it yesterday."

"O-Oh. That's great."

Kyoya tries to keep a straight face, remembering the way Tsuna's face had looked while reading it - the way it made him feel. He'd looked so relaxed, so slightly blissful, and his surprised stare when Kyoya's face had gone all red subconsciously... I really am an idiot, he thinks, averting eye-contact briefly.

"And I... W-Well, when I was reading it-! It, um, made me... Think of you..."

Kyoya's breath hitches, his voice choken up. He finds himself unable to reply - much less in his usual indifferent tone.

Tsuna, surprised that Kyoya had reacted the same as yesterday, only he had been reading the book at the time, takes a step forward, trying to look into his eyes to make this a little less embarrassing for him. He must be think I'm really lame, he thinks, demovated.

"Well, um, just take it... As thanks. Just as thanks. U-Uh, thank you... For yesterday. I really appreciate it, Hibari-san..."

"No worries," he replies, finally looking back into Tsuna's eyes. He pulls out a brown, paper bag - the book inside - from behind his back and quickly steps towards Kyoya, his hands in front, offering the parcel to him.

"It's a photography book..."

I know, Kyoya thinks.

"It's really pretty... Um."

/Thank you./

"It's all pictures of the sky."

/Yes, I know./

"But, there's like, sometimes a picture of a plane! Or a bird... And there's like, clouds as well!"

/They reminded me of you, that's why./

"There's even a picture of the clock of our school with the sky! It's really... Um... Just..."

Tsuna shakes his hands, diverting Kyoya's attention to the book, rather than him. He takes it from his hands, the slight contact making them both jump and retract quickly. Tsuna quickly brings his hands to his side, his mind buzzing around busily.

"The photographer is unknown, unfortunately. It doesn't show up on the internet, either..."

"Oh, I see, what a shame."

"Well, I really enjoyed it, and some... Of the pictures remind me of... Well, you..."

"Oh..."

"Sorry, this is... W-Well, just as thanks!"

"Thank you to you, too."

"Y-Yeah..."

Tsuna looks up under his lashes at Kyoya. His eyes widen a little - he can't find exactly why, but he looks a little vulnerable... No, he looked exactly the same - a somewhat-cold, hard stare on his face, his posture intimidating as usual - but his eyes, his thoughts might've said something different. Tsuna couldn't exactly wrap his mind around it, so he decided to set his opinions aside.

"I gotta get to class now."

"See you soon, then."

Kyoya turns around, his lips trying to curl up into a smile, and starts to walk away, the parcel against his chest.

Tsuna gives a final gaze at the prefect, then runs back into class, apologising to the teacher and trying to ignore the "dame-Tsuna!" jeers from his classmates.