"Happy Birthday!" Shouted a pair of twins as Mitobe entered the club room, they threw confetti at him while he stared at them with a platonic expression.

"You're making a mess..." Mitobe scolded dusting the color slips of paper off him and onto the floor carelessly.

"Come on! It's your birthday! You could at least be happier about it! You're 14! And even though we're younger ...You're still shorter..." Daiki teased with a mischievous smirk, it only grew after seeing the birthday boy flinch.

"Daiki..." Mitobe muttered murderously, Daichi being the mature one laughed it off, Nori came in not too long after and greeted them. Mitobe thought their friendship would be dead after his confession but he was wrong. The club president was happy for him even though she too loved the Prefect, she was matured enough to cheer for him despite Mitobe convincing her he didn't have a chance. No one here knew of his connection to the Mafia which was probably for the better.

"Happy birthday~!" She cheered presenting him with a cake, it was big enough to cut into four but small enough so they don't get sick of it. "I had Home Economic before I came here." She explained seeing his confused expression.

"Thank you." Mitobe replied with a sincere smile. They had a small party just between the four of them they actually got Mitobe to eat something instead of just drinking sweetened milk for once!

"Nori, what high school are you going to?" Daiki asked stuffing more cake in his mouth.

"I'm thinking of going to school in Tokyo, there's a lot of good school there, I've already been accepted." She answered politely sipping on her juice.

"That's far away though." Daichi muttered.

"I think it'll be good, I've been in this city my whole life, besides I can stay with my aunt. So it's all settled."

"I'll be boring without you." Mitobe added nonchalantly.

"You'll need to find another group member too." That's true, they need at least four members, and with Nori gone, they'll need a new President as well.

"We can have Mitobe use his sex appeal." The twins said in unison.

"I have the sex appeal of a chair." Mitobe replied.

"I don't know man, I mean a lot of people sit on chairs, if you have the sex appeal of a chair doesn't that mean you're constantly getting a lap dance?" Daiki laughed.

"Daiki, just stop talking."

"Thank you Daichi." Miotbe said as he pushed his glasses to the bridge of his nose.

"You seriously need to find a new member though, maybe they can let us get away with it since you released that awesome about the gang war." Nori mused thoughtfully taking everyone's trashes away.

"We can do a campaign then, next year. We'll just have to snatch up some people before they decided to join all the sport clubs." Daiki suggested.

"That's not bad, we only have a week left, any plans for summer?" Daichi asked turning to the fellow members of the News Paper Club.

"I'm going to stay over at my mom's probably." Mitobe confessed.

"I'll be packing and moving early to get use to the new place..." Nori answered.

"Not bad, but WE are going on a trip to Europe! We'll be hitting France, Italy, Belgium, Netherlands! You name it!" The twins announced cheerfully leaving the older two in shock.

"What?! You're kidding right?!" Mitobe shouted, he always wanted to visit Europe, it had different cultures and food he probably never heard before.

"I kid you not! We'll bring back souvenirs." Daichi asserted proudly.

"Sounds fun, I'm jealous!" Nori piped up.

"At least both of you are going somewhere, I'll probably just stay here." Mitobe complained.

"You could always visit your brother or old friends right?" Daichi questioned.

"Yes, but I never seem to go anywhere...Maybe I should go to a hot spring.."

"You're such an old man."

"I'm actually looking forward to having white hair, it's kind of cool, maybe I should dye it..."

His three friends looked at each other before shouting a loud "NO!"

"Why not?" Mitobe whined childishly taking a bite of his unfinished cake.

"You look fine with black hair, trust me, it fits you." Nori explained.

Mitobe groaned and finishes his cake deciding to drop the subject.

"How about blond?" Daiki suggested

Immediately his brother flicks him on the ear and shook his head in disapproval.

"Well, thank you for the party, but we do have class soon." Mitobe declared throwing his trash away.

When Mitobe got home it Malissa greeted him, her voice happier than it usually is.

"Welcome home~!" She shouted from the couch, for some unknown reason his father was home, a smile decorated his face.

"Come here son, we have something to tell you."

Mitobe walked over to the couch and sat across from them, his bag in his lap and stared at the two adults.

"As you know, Malissa and I have been dating for a while now."

SHIT

Was this going where he thought it was going? He looked at her hands, and he saw it was true. A diamond ring decorated her ring finger, shining gloriously in the artificial light.

"I asked Malissa to marry me." His dad stated, he was nervous. Mitobe could tell by the way he was avoiding eye contact and crossing his arms as an attempt to make more space between them, he was probably expecting Mitobe to stand up and disagree to this, but he wasn't going to give him that satisfaction. Mitobe kept an expressionless face and stared tediously at his old man, it wasn't his life, it wasn't his choice if he wanted to marry a woman who was taller than he was.

"Okay, congratulation." Mitobe said in shortly after the announcement.

"You're not mad?" His father asked surprised. He was sure his son would be furious, it seemed he was proved wrong.

Mitobe shrugged casually "It's your life, I have no say in what you do."

"Oh...I didn't expect you to take this so calmly..." His father finally confessed.

"Dad, like I said, I don't care what you do. It's your life. Feel free to get married, if you want to I don't see why I have to stop you."

Mitobe's father smiled at him gently and scratched behind his head as he leaned back into the couch.

"When's the wedding?" Mitobe asked, he needed a day to pick a fight and end up in a hospital after all.

"I was thinking in maybe a few months. During summer should be good since you can attend~" Malissa said dreamily as he placed her face in between her hands in an attempt to look cute.

"I was thinking you could be the ring barer." His father added.

"Do I have to go?" Mitobe asked seriously, the adults looked shock but recovered quickly.

"Why? Do you not want to?"

Yes.

As much as he wanted to say that he knew he shouldn't. "I just don't like places with a lot of people." He lied copying Hibari, only his words were kinder than simply saying "I hate crowding."

"It'll be quick, besides, it's a celebration for you to have a new mother." Malissa smiled at him. Mitobe felt his eye involuntarily twitched and blink to stop it. He already had a mom, he had HIS mom, this woman can live with him and marry his father but she will never be his mother. She did not raise him, she did not nurture from birth, she did not heal him when he was ill, and she did not put up with any of his temper tantrum. SHE WAS NOT HIS MOTHER, just hearing her saying that one line is making him want to toss her out the window.

"I dislike places with too much people." He repeated.

His dad looked trouble and ran his hand through his brown locks. " You can bring some friends, how's that? You can invite the ones from Namimori too." He was trying to compromise but Mitobe had no interest in this interrogation.

"I doubt they'd want to come." Mitobe answered resting is arm on the armrest.

"Well you can ask, they can keep you company! Haha, no alcohol for you lot though." The last part was a joke, but Mitobe have wonder what it was like to get drunk. He heard it made you forget things temporarily but then you's have a massive hang over. He was also underage so it wouldn't be good, he decided what when he gets old enough he'll get drunk just to see what type of drunk he'd be.

Before he could fully refuse his father's invitation his phone rang. A perfect distraction.

"Excuse me." Mitobe left the living room and walk into the kitchen and answered it. The caller ID said Tsunayoshi, it was uncommon for the boy to call him but it was probably to wish my happy birthday or something.

"Hello?"

"What is it Tsunayoshi?"

"Oh! Ah...Well...Can you come over?"

"Birthday party?"

"Was it obvious?"

Mitobe laughed for a minute before answering."It is my birthday Tsunayoshi, why else would you call?"

"Can you come over?"

"Sure, I'll be there."

Mitobe hung up and walked back into the living room and grabbed his bag that was abandoned on the couch.

"Hey dad, my friend needs me over in Namimori, they threw a birthday party for me." He explained dragging the bag to his room.

"I thought you were going to spend it with us, we could go out for dinner." Malissa offered following the boy.

"It's fine, I left something over there anyway. Oh dad have you told mom yet?" Mitobe asked referring to the wedding.

"I called her yes." The man answered nervously, it was obvious he was afraid of what his son might think, but in brutal honesty Mitobe stopped caring for the man a long time ago.

The nerve, cheating on his wife and inviting her to the wedding, was it to mock him? Mitobe didn't want to cause a scene so he walked to the door and put on his shoes.

"Okay, I'll be back later."

When Mitobe got to Tsuna's house he was greeted not by Tsuna or Nana, but his own mother.

"Mom?" He asked confused on why she's there, in his knowledge he was not aware that Tsuna's and his mom knew each other.

"Come in come in! Your friends invited me and I've been helping set it up with Nana." She explained.

"Where's Misaki?" Was his immediate reply. "In the living room, food will be ready soon so go play with your friends!"

His mom walked back into the kitchen and continue her conversation with Nana, it seemed like they got along well. The two woman laughed and talked about...mom things. That would include embarrassing moments of their sons, he wasn't sure he could win that competition with Tsuna, that kid was a walking bad luck charm. But a very charismatic and sweet one.

Mitobe wasn't expecting it was the living room was packed with people, some he knew, others he didn't. They were all talking among each other and doing their own thing. Even Bianchi was there, she wore goggles for some reason Mitobe didn't know, he waved to her and got one in return from the pink hair woman. Though the two never fully spend a day together he knew of her bad cooking from Tsuna, and that she believed cooking is a way to a man's heart. When she said that it reminded him of the time he cooked for Hibari, that made him flustered a bit but laughed it off nervously.

"Masato!" Tsuna gleefully greeted from his seat next to Kyoko and Haru. The two girls turned in his direction when hey heard his name. "Hahi! Mitobe!" Haru waved her hand excitedly and Kyoko smiled at him kindly, they were nice, this time fully covered fully thankfully.

"Seriously? I wasn't expecting it to be this crowded." Mitobe admitted as Tsuna walked over to him smiling nervously.

"Ah...It was Reborn's idea" The chestnut hair boy explained. Said baby popped out from one of the present and jumped onto Tsuna's shoulder.

"It's a boss's job to keep tabs on his subordinates!" The infant declared.

"I appreciated the effort Reborn." Mitobe thanked the baby, it was sweet of him to throw the party but Mitobe could not but help to feel like a burden.

"I just thought you should meet the other members." Reborn shrugged casually as he jumped to the floor with the chameleon clinging onto the baby gave the finger signalling follow me and lead Mitobe to an empty corner and pulled out a small rectangular box wrapped in white and yellow polka dotted wrapping paper and topped with an orange bow. The infant smiled at him as he held it out, Mitobe wasn't sure what it was besides a present and gladly took it, I mean come on. Free stuff.

"Thank you Reborn." The Reporter smiled sincerely as he unwrapped it. Below the wrapping paper was a black box with the same Vongola crest that was on his switchblade. It was golden and stood out from the black elegantly, Mitobe looked to Reborn who nodded his head telling him to open it. Curious Mitobe took the lid off and a large smile made its way to his face, laying on smooth velvet silk fabric was a switchblade. This one much fancier than the one he already have. Mitobe didn't hesitate to remove it from the container and flipped it out. The handle was black and smooth, it had a good grip and gold metal laced the edges, but the real beauty was the blade itself, wonderfully crafted and it shone even better than his old one, this one didn't have scratches on it. The blade like his old one, had the word Vongola fancily engraved into it, but on the other side by the handle was his name spelled out neatly.

"Think of it as a reward." Reborn said proudly noticing his vast amazement.

"Reborn, thank you, really..." He was at a lost for words, it was the most beautiful thing he have ever seen, and coming from someone like Reborn, it could sell well on Ebay, not that he's planning to. The birthday boy put the switchblade back in its box and into his pocket along with the other one.

"It's time you meet the other members of the family." Reborn told him as he walked away with Mitobe obediently following on his heel.

The celebration was the best one he ever had, Misaki wouldn't stop clinging on to him but Mitobe was okay with it. He ended up meeting with Ryohei, Kyoko's older brother, he was loud and manly, Mitobe was jealous of his height but he liked his optimistic personality. Ryohei approached everything with optimism and energy, which Mitobe didn't have because he's just too lazy.

"You too?"

"To the extreme!"

"We should go together sometimes then~!"

"I'll beat you to the extreme!"

"I think you probably would..."

"You have to try to beat me to the EXTREME!"

"Isn't that too much for morning jogging?"

"YOU HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING TO THE EXTREME!''

"...To the extreme..."

"SHOUT IT LOUDER!"

"To the extreme!"

"LOUDER!"

"TO THE EXTREME!" Mitobe shouted, he never felt so manly, of course he messed it up by chocking on his own spit and then coughed...

His mom and Nana came in carrying more food and a birthday cake, fourteen candles were lit and they sang the birthday son, Mitobe blew out the candles (after multiple tries) and they all had cake, Misaki learned from last time not to ask for the biggest piece anymore, not after that massive stomach ache he had. Lambo eneded up stealing some of Tsuna's cake, resulting in getting bullied by Gokudera, he never seem to learn his lesson.I-pin gave Mitobe a meat bun, but he was told not to eat it, well yelled at, screamed at, in the end it was brutally snatched away by Tsuna who claimed it was for his safety. Everyone had a good time, and Mitobe's mom gave him a cute cat phone charm that he had his eye on. They later slipped into more serious talk, mainly about the wedding, she knew, and her ex-spouse had her full support, she even agreed to go to the wedding. She claimed it was to show that she was okay and didn't care about his decision and she moved on but Mitobe didn't miss the fleck of pain in her eyes.

"Are you sure mom?" Her son asked concernedly.

"I know you're upset about it, but it is his choice. If you love something let it go. He fond someone else. If I don't move on than I'll never be happy." She explained with wisdom.

" I know but..."

"I'll be fine. Shouldn't you go join your friends?"

"Mom, stop avoiding this."

"If he wants to get married then why should I stop him? He cheated on me. You know I never fully forgave him...I may not be mad, but I do not forgive him."

"I know..."

"I think it's time I start dating anyway."

"What?"

"I'm only in my thirties, still got charm and sex appeal, what did you think you got your charm from your dad~?"

"Mom! That's disturbing!"

"What I'm not sexy enough?"

"I wonder where you got your sense of humor..."

"I wonder where you came from-"

"Don't say it!''

"What? You're my son you obviously cam-"

"Mom!"

"You came from my vagina."

"MOM!"

Mitobe hid his embarrassed face in his hands and groaned painfully at his mother's sick sense of humor, that woman did not know when to stop. She was worst than his old school nurse Mrs. Sarutomi. He heard that she moved away to Kyoto with her husband since he got a promotion from his company, and Shamal took over but it seemed the doctor doesn't treat males, which made Mitobe think he's a huge pervert...But he was well known and famous for this techniques so Mitobe didn't underestimate him.

Mitobe's mom smiled kindly at her son and pat him on the head tenderly. "I'll be okay, I'll find an even better love! One who deserve someone like you for a son. A man you can look up to."

Mitobe looked at his mom and smiled knowing fully well that his mom wasn't going to be held down by someone like his father.

She said she'll be okay, and Mitobe believed her since she was a strong woman. They returned to their joyous air and ate until it was hard to move. The party carried on and Mitobe never had such a good of the kids went to Tsuna's room to play on the game station, the poor boy was flustered the whole time he played with Kyoko, Mitobe wanted to laugh but remembered his love life. And turns out...The punch line is Mitobe's life.

Everyone seemed to have a good time, he felt bad they held him a party, but didn't deny the fact that he loved it. They took turns playing against each other, the winner would continue until the last one stands, Tsuna won, seems like he could do something after all! Lambo brought out his pink grenades a few time but Reborn deflected them easily and toss them out the window...along with Lambo. He came in crying and then all the sudden pink smoke came out and then there was an older Lambo. Which was entertaining, Haru screamed "Pervert!" and ran out of the room, on that day he learned about the ten years bazooka, even after Lambo is grown up he's still a cry baby and cries over everything.

Mitobe excused himself saying he needed to go for a walk, the sun was still up, slowly setting into the horizon. It was a good party, but with so many people and children with dangerous weapons, he needed to get away from it for a while. He took a small walk around Tsuna's neighborhood, it was nice and quiet, the sun was slightly annoying shinning in his eyes but that didn't discourage him from continuing with his stroll.

He made a turn around a corner and caught someone walking in front of him. Black hair slightly tall and jacket with the disciplinary arm band?

"Kyoya?"

The Prefect turned around to him with a glare. "Herbivore." What a kind greeting.

"What are you doing out?" Mitobe asked running up to the boy who already started walking.

"Patrolling Namimori." the Prefect answered curtly not giving the smaller boy another look.

"Isn't it a bit late?" Mitobe asked.

"Hn."

Mitobe let out a small scoff by his answer, Mitobe wasn't sure if Hibari even know the small things he does.

"How was your day?" Mitobe asked, he was fully aware he's forcing a conversation but it was turning into a habit now.

Mitobe walked a little faster and cut Hibari off before he could take another step holding his arms apart as a blockade.

"Herbivore, you have ten seconds to move." The Prefect warned.

"Today is my birthday!" Mitobe declared loudly, his face slightly flustered and his mouth pressed in a thin line.

"I don't care Herbivore." Hibari answered and brought out his set of tonfas.

"My name." Mitobe clearly wasn't going to give up, he only grew more determined by the second.

"Move."

"Please say it. That's all I'm asking."

"Herbivore..." Hibari growled slowly losing his patient.

"Come on, just once? No Herbivore, just once." Mitobe argued desperately.

"You're wasting my time." Hibari brought out his tonfa to hit Mitobe, but unlike all the other times when Mitobe took it with out resisting, this time he blocked it with his old switch blade. Hibari grinned, it was the first time Mitobe ever saw him smile, though a blood thirsty smile, it as still a smile.

"Hn." The Prefect used his free weapon and attacked the smaller boy who jumped back with a fierce gaze focusing on his opponent.

"Come on, it's not hard, Masato Mitobe, say it."

Hibari charged at the boy and swung his left tonfa, Mitobe took the chance to duck under the arm smoothy maneuvering behind the Prefect, but Hibari turned around and before Mitobe could react, a tonfa hit him hard in the stomach. A violent cough forced it's way out of his mouth but the Reporter didn't back down, he charged at the Prefect and the two went at it, metal clashed on metal as they fought. Mitobe was being forced back, bruises and cuts covered his skin, but Hibari was amused. This was the first time the Herbivore ever fought back, he always pegged him as an easy prey but seeing him fight back made Hibari rethink his earlier opinion. Hibari Kyoya was a man who liked a challenge, he liked it when people fought back, he did not like to take the easy way out. While Mitobe compared nothing to Rokudo Mukuro, the first person to ever defeat him, Mitobe was trying to fight back. Hibari wasn't impressed but he'll give him credits for lasting this long even if he's just playing on the defense.

Both were panting, Hibari was in better shape while Mitobe looked like he was about to drop. The Prefect cornered him up against a wall, tonfa pressed dangerously up against his neck cutting off his air supply. Those fierce fire his orbs once held was gone, his eyes hazy and black dots danced in his vision from the lack of air. The bloodied boy let out a strangled cough, his knees gave out and he slid down the wall slowly and slumped on the pavement. His glasses were barely clinging on his face slipping down his nose due to the sweat. His hair was messed up, the tucked strands on the right fell and scattered on his uncomfortably.

The Prefect smirked at his victory and pulled away flicking the blood off his tonfa harshly making splatters on the ground. Mitobe let out a chain of coughs and covered his mouth frowning at the blood on his hand. He bit his tongue during the fight so his mouth tasted like iron, and mixed with the cake he ate earlier, it was disgusting. Mitobe sat in the same position trying to catch his breath and pushed up his glasses tucking his hair in during the process.

"You're still weak Herbivore, did you really think you had a chance?" Hibari mocked standing in front of the collapsed teen.

Miotbe let out a weak chuckle and gave a bloody smile "It was worth a try..." He reached over to his switch blade inspecting it, not for damages but at the reflection of himself, he looked like he crawled out of hell. It also helped since he didn't want to look at Hibari at the moment, it was embarrassing, he couldn't even stand by himself right now. Hibari leaned down in front of the boy looking at him bored, it wasn't even a challenge and the Stalker Dog couldn't even hold his ground.

"Why are you so determined for me to day your name Herbivore?" Kyoya asked as the Reporter wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve.

"Because we've known each other for a while, and you still refer to me as everyone else." Miotbe didn't hesitate to answer the question, the boy was bold bit the Prefect knows that Masato Mitobe was not normal. No, a normal person would not be challenging Hibari to a duel, a normal person would not have stayed by his side this long, and a normal person would not ask for their name to be said verbally for their birthday present. A normal person would not have even dare to talk to him, so no, Mitobe was not a normal person, he was confusing and yet easy readable. Hibari could tell when he's lying, he could tell when he's acting differently, when something is bothering him, when he's put down, and yet at the same time he couldn't. The Herbivore only showed so many emotions t the Prefect, the ones he saw so far includes clingy, desperate, happy, and concerned. It made the Prefect wonder if there are more of them, sure he knew that humans all feel a certain side of things, but why does this Herbivore choose to show these the most.

"Because your a Herbivore." Hibari replied, Mitobe's eye twitched obviously irritated.

"Yeah yeah, I know." Mitobe mumbled spitting out some blood from his mouth.

"Why is it so important to you that I say your name?" Hibari repeated,

It seemed like the perfect moment to confess but even Mitobe knew that was a bad move.

"Because I consider you a friend." So he'll settle for that instead.

"You are not my friend. You're a Herbivore." Miotbe looked distraught, his eyes gazed down to the switch blade in his hands, his face flustered from both embarrassment and disappointment.

"Stalker Dog." The Prefect muttered loud enough for Mitobe to hear, as suspected the teen looked up at him wide eyed and mouth gaped, two thoughts ran through his mind at the same time. One was how did Hibari know that embarrassing nickname, and two which he will verbally shout into the sky as the sun set dramatically over the two.

"DAMN IT! NOT YOU TOO!"

Tsuna wasn't sure if he should be surprised or afraid when Hibari showed up to his door step with a half dead Mitobe in his arms.

"Hi-Hibari?!" The chestnut hair boy shouted as he opened the door, the Prefect was standing in front of him with the birthday boy passed out and bloody, Hibari didn't say anything but shoved the boy into Tsuna's house and than left briefly without another word. Reborn showed up behind Tsuna and inspected the Reporter's wounds. Most of them will leave bruises but it'll heal over time, the baby smirked a little but when Tsuna asked by the infant only blew it off and told his student to take the unconscious boy to his room and let him rest.

Mitobe's mom was worried but Reborn assured her he'll be okay and calmed her down with his charm, everyone left the Sawada house hold, with the exception of Mitobe's family, Gokudera, and Yamamoto.

"He'll be okay you know~" Nana tried to cheer the emotionally troubled mom.

"Ahh...How did this happen..." Mitobe's mom muttered.

"Masato, you have to trust him." Nana advice.

"I'm just worried, he's so beaten up..."

"It happens to Tsuna sometimes, but our boys are strong. You have to believe in him, just wait he'll wake up soon enough."

"Thank you Sawada..."

Nana nodded and Mitobe's mother helped the kind lady clean her house since she was generous enough to host.

Just as Nana said, Mitobe woke up later with his three friends standing over him, Gokudera's first reaction was to ask what happened.

"Ahh...Hehe, I ran into Kyoya." Mitobe sheepishly scratched behind his head feeling the bandage before checking himself for other first aid.

"What did you do? Challenge him?" Yamamoto asked curiously.

"Well...Kind of?" Mitobe laughed it off and Tsuna sweated a river, he suddenly had a new respect for Mitobe, no one was crazy enough to actually go head on with the Disciplinary Committee let alone the President, as far as he knew, there was Reborn, Gokudera, and Yamamoto. Reborn would be the only one to win though since he was a professional, Gokudera was hot headed and Yamamoto would only joke around, and himself, he would be too scare to even attempt such a reckless course of action.

Up on the roof of Namimori,Hibari looked down over his beloved town, it wasn't every day when he's challenged he was the one who usually pick the fight. The sun set hours ago and a glittering sheet of star covered the sky. A yellow bird sat on his head burying itself into the black locks before finally settling down. Thinking back to the fight not too long ago, it didn't bring him any sense of thrill or adrenaline, Mitobe was still weak and not strong enough to stand on par with him. While the Prefect saw improvement from when they first met he have yet to fully comprehend the meaning of the Reporter's action, while he is the source of Mitobe's affection he did not understand how someone can be so dedicated after being beat down. A smirk made it's way to Hibari's lips as he remembered the request the boy made. To want his name to be said that badly, surely he could have wish for something more selfish. Even more amusing was the bespectacled boy's reaction to being call Stalker Dog. His eyes could have spoken but his vulgar language took care of that nicely, Hibari did not like vulgar words. It seemed too unintelligent and inferior, like you lacked the proper brain to come up with a good insult. That was one thing he could not stand from Mitobe, he will not deny that his curiosity for the boy, but he will deny that fact that he come to be acquainted with the so call dog at his heel.

A breeze flew by and Hibari's jacket followed obediently swaying but not falling off his shoulder. Sharp eyes inspected the town, he'll be going on patrol again soon. Hibari didn't sleep at night, he had to roam the streets of Namimori,he was the reason why it was so safe. Dangerous things tend to happen at night and the Skylark knew well, which is why he made up his lack of sleep with naps during the day. The Prefect refused to be dependent on caffeine and only took small amount of intake, because Hibari Kyoya refuse to be dependent on anyone or anything other than himself.

As he left for his night patrol a chuckle passed his lips and left one name to disappear in the night air. It came out nothing more than barely a whisper, it was soft and left his mouth like a ghost's touch.

"Masato Mitobe"

YES! FINALLY! I wanted to get his birthday out and over with that and the wedding...that ought to be fun no?

So Mitobe is now 14, and things are progressing, thank you for all the favorite and follows, they are very much appreciated.

I wanted to end the story with Hibari calling Mitobe Stalker Dog but I think it's better to have him actually say it when no one can hear, kind of bitter sweet in a way.

And now for my favorite part...REVIEWS~! AHH! They make me so happy, and I run on happy juice, reviews are your tickets to more chapters my dear~ ;D *seductive winking fail because I am a loser...*

Xejis: Hnng~! Good to hear from you as always! The foreshadowing was an accident, I did not plan that, but I'll take brilliant~! I agree with you on the illusionist one, those guys were cool, all in suit and tie and no one noticed. I have stuff planned for the future arc that will eventually lead to Mitobe learning about illusions. You son;t have to feel like your slacking off, though I will stalk your profile to read about that story now~

Onepiecefan202: I love onepiece! Man, Naruto sure is going to be the best pirate king ever! I'm joking! I SWEAR! I feel like people are going to kill me for that joke. See what happen when I try to be funny? But yes! There are not enough male Ocs out there, nothing is wrong with female ones, but you know, guys and their...flat chest. Yeah. Thank you for the link again, I was reading it last night until like one in the morning. As for Miotbe's name, i researched Japanese names since I was indecisive about it, I'm not sure what website I used since I clicked on a lot of them. If it's easier than I can switch the names around since it does sound a little weird but I've been too lazy to do anything... OTL

Puppetprince: No, YOU ARE!

Pineapple Fairy King: Thank you as always for your kind words Haha~ ^^ I'm still fixing the grammar, and what is a plot?! Who needs plots?! Hahaha! We do we need plots. I like love stories, girls, guys, animal in love, the word need love! As said by Bianchi...When your done with your Oc story I'd love to give it a read, I also read your Mental Institution for the Decimo-infected Insane, I love all the crack and your personality on it, breaking the fourth wall is funny as always. Yamamoto x wall is legit, ship it so hard.

Redthorn13: Welcome back~! I slightly feel bad for Nori, since this wasn't even why she was made hehehe~ I do like writing in Hibari's point of view, I have to be careful to take it slow or else I'll butcher his character, wouldn't want that. I hope the fluffiness in this chapter was to your content.

Once again~! Thank you for joining me, send you reviews or PM me if you're too scare~ I'm a friendly friendly mushroom, there are a lot of references in this story from other shows, if you got it then congrats my friend. And remember, Ohana means family, and no one gets left behind.