The bride in white, her groom waiting patiently as she walked down the isles, flower pedals being thrown into the air and the son dressed neatly in a suit with his hair neatly pulled back by gel showing his hair line, Malissa put some make up on him to hide the abused he received from training and well...Hibari. For once Mitobe actually looked decent and didn't roll out of bed at the last minute. He held in his hands a velvet pillow with two golden rings on it, neatly placed in the middle and shined gloriously in the light. Mitobe pushed up his glasses and waited for his cue to start walking, Malissa's relatives flew out here for the wedding, which the Reporter thought was rather sweet considering plane tickets cause a painful load. The teen already decided to put away his selfish actions for today since it was a special day for two very important people, it would not be kind of him to ruin his father's happiness. His mother would disapprove no doubt, he caught her in the crowd, black hair curled nicely and silver like flowers clips contrasted well against it as it held her bangs in place. The woman wore a pastel blue dress that stopped at her knees showing her nice slender legs, wrapped around her was a white sweater, bringing out the darker colors on her natural pallet. She caught her son staring and gave him a thumbs up and a wink, beside her a man in a fancy suit, light brown hair and brilliant golden eyes, he turned to his mother and they seem to have a pleasant conversation before he took his hands in hers. Were they dating? Mitobe suddenly felt very jealous, that means he'll have to share her affection...

The after party was much more fun, food, singing, people dancing. Mitobe sat at a table with Gokudera, Yamamoto, Reborn and Sawada as they ate some the food. They were having a great time! Mitobe felt a lot better just having them here with him, at least to cure his boredom. Some of Malissa's family came and greeted him, trying to speak in Japanese before giving up and went with English instead, he understood some words, he had Gokudera translate for him, which he didn't do until Tsuna asked very politely. He knew Malissa's family weren't bad people, they were kind and friendly, he wondered if all Americans were like that, this was the first time he saw so many blond people in a room, not to be rude or stereotypical but it was true.

"Thanks again for inviting us Masato." Tsuna mused as he drank his soda.

"No problem, I'd die of boredom by myself anyway." Mitobe replied smoothly shoving more sushi into is mouth, they had Yamamoto's family cater, best decision of his life.

"Ahahaha~ How have you been Mitobe?" The baseball player asked, it wasn't specific so Mitobe couldn't tell if he meant about the wedding or in general but he guessed Takeshi did that on purpose so he could choose which ever one he was more comfortable with.

"Ah, I've been good. The wedding is pretty fun so far, dad and Malissa looks happy. My mom brought a date too, I'm kind of jealous..." Mitobe confessed glancing over his shoulder to his mother, she was congratulating the married couple. Malissa looked nervous and timid, she probably did not expect the woman to show up let alone treat her so kindly. Asuna mean while didn't really care about the event and saw it as a beautiful thing, finding love again, she could tell Malissa was worried and the bride chose her words carefully, his mom assured her with a playful laugh and they had a toast together. He didn't know how that woman did it but even her date seem impressed.

"How was mafia land?" Mitobe asked, he didn't get to go unfortunately but if he did he wouldn't have been to hang out with the Prefect as much.

He saw Tsuna flinch and Yamamoto laughed while scratching his behind his head nervously, Gokudera sneered and told him the story, which he covered wonderfully not forgetting any detail.

During the course of the hour, there were many type of music playing, pop, jazz, music in English and Japanese, even classical for those slow dance. Miotbe was sitting in the corner with his friends away from sight, at least that was the plan until Malissa came over and asked him to dance. The Reporter didn't really care it wasn't a big deal so he said yes. She looked stunning, blonde hair in a bun decorated why white flowers, white dress so long it reached the ground like a ballgown and was drowned in laces. Her makeup light and complimented her eyes as well as her high cheek bones and tall nose. Mitobe was careful not to step on her toes and the woman lead him slowly allowing him to get into rhythm and catching up.

"I'm glad you're here today Mitobe." She began, Mitobe didn't say anything but kept a straight face.

"Your mother is a kind woman." the bride confessed.

"Yes she is. She's very kind."

Malissa smiled, she come to appreciate Mitobe's mother, she knew many of her family disapproved of her action, dating and marrying a married man, but the mistress was the last person she would have guess to congratulate her.

"She raised you well Mitobe. I hope you'll come to trust me the same way."

"You know you're asking the the impossible."

"True, but I'm asking for a chance. Do you hate me for what I've done?"

"I don't."

His answer surprised the American woman, her eyes widen and she blinked in confusion.

" It was his choice, even though you had a part in it, today is a special day so I will not be the one to ruin it. You're a nice person Malissa, a mother you will not be, but a friend if you desire. I'll give it a chance."

The woman's face lite up as she heard those words, she wrapped her arms around the boy happily, Mitobe patted her on the back gently proud of himself for his actions. He could see his mother on the other side of the room grinning with pride at her son's maturity, her mysterious date next to her minding his space in respect for the teacher. He wanted to meet the man, he seemed like a gentleman, he was respectful to his mom and he was courteous.

A few weeks later after the wedding, Malissa was more than happy to spend time with Miotbe, taking him to the movie, talking to him about her travels, just getting to know each other. While Mitobe didn't hate it, she was starting to learn when to keep her mouth shut and when to leave him alone and give him space. His dad was happy to see the two get along, she's been teaching Mitobe to cook different dishes, though keeping the boy away from the fire since he already burnt himself twice from just standing next to it.

"I'm going to Namimori" The Reporter announced as he entered the living room where the blonde was watching TV.

"Oh? Going to see your mom?"

"Yeah." the boy strapped on his shoes and dust of his butt.

"Tell her I said hi~!"

Mitobe nodded and unlocked the door leaving for the train station, he still smell like vanilla, just to annoy the Prefect in case they run into each other. Upon arriving at his door step he knocked on the door and waited for an answer, Misaki was at camp so he knew the little brat wasn't going to answer but his mom's mysterious date was even more of a surprise.

"Hello." The son greeted in a monotone voice looking at the six foot man. He was tall...Jealousy fluttered through his chest...

"Ah~ Hello." The man greeted his golden eyes twinkling with warmth, it was slightly creepy.

"...Who are you?" It came out blunt and judgmental but the man laughed it off and open the door wider for the boy to walk in.

"Oh! We never met did we? I saw you at the wedding but your mom wanted to see how you would act~ Haha, I'm Masano Yosuke, nice to meet you." He man held his hand out to shake and Mitobe returned it politely.

"Are you dating my mom?" Blunt...

The man froze and he shook slightly, avoiding the shorter boy's eyes contact and looked around the room.

"Mitobe, are you harassing people again."

Mitobe's mom showed up from behind the man with an amused look on her face.

"He won't bite Yosuke~" She chimed.

"No, I'm not Kyoya." Mitobe muttered as his mom wrapped an arm around her son hugging the lad affectionately.

"He'll warm up eventually." Asuna whispered to Yosuke. Mitobe sent the man a glare which made him flinch and turn away. He really was sheepish...

"Why don't you two go into the living room? I'll go make some tea. Black I'm guessing?" Mitobe's mother asked her son removing herself and walked into the kitchen. The boy yelled back a "Yes" and the two males settle in the living room on opposite sides of the couch.

"How do you know my mom?" His voice cold and threatening as he looked at he man from head to toe for the seventh time since they met.

"I um...She use to go to school with me.." Yosuke answered nervously.

"...Why are you here?"

"I...came to check on her.."

"How did you meet again after all these years?"

"...Well...Ahaha... We ran into each other at the market..."

"Why did you go to the wedding with her?"

"She asked me...I don't...really mind."

"What are your intention with her?"

"W-What?! I'm no-"

"Have you violate her in anyway?"

"No I swe-"

"What is your blood type?"

"My... I don't kn-"

"What is your job?"

" I work in a pharma-"

"How old are you?"

"I'm thirty- two just to yea-"

"Do you have romantic feelings for my mother?"

"Maybe a lit-"

"Tch..."

The man started sweating, Asuna told him that her eldest was blunt and frightening but the glare he's getting right now was unsettling...

" Where are you from?"

"Ah, Osaka..."

The younger boy stayed quiet, he didn't say anything else and that only made the man grow cold.

"My name is Masano Yosuke, I'm from Osaka, my blood type is A positive, I work at a pharmacy, and I have been dating your mother for the last two week after accidentally meeting up at the Market, I have love her since high school and my feelings are still true, I hope that yo-"

"Shut up you talk too much."

Mitobe's mom came back with a tray of tea, two jasmine and one black. "Stop harassing my friend." She flicked Mitobe on the head playfully as she sat down next to her her.

"Isn't an introduction a little late mom?" Mitobe ridiculed looking over to the woman.

"Ehhh~ You saw him at the wedding."

"And you introduce me now?"

"Nothing is wrong with that."

"Mom, the wedding was four weeks ago."

"We weren't dating then."

"And you are now?"

"Yes."

"He better be treating you good."

"He is~ Such a romantic this dear...Greeted me with flowers and everything~! To think my underclassman still held those affection through all these years."

Yosuke was forgotten but could not help but turn red by the comment.

"...Gross.."

"Just get to know him."

"Give me a twenty and I'll think about it."

And now he has money, but he have to go to town with the tall man, his mother went over to Nana, probably to talk about their love life like teenage girls again...Yosuke was a kind man, gentle and sweet, he seemed dedicated. After all these years he was still in love with his mother, he found that sweet, but it made him think what to come of his future. Will he still like Hibari as he does now? And what of high school and college, his job and all that other stuff. Does being in the Mafia count as a job?

"U-Um...Thanks for going out..I guess.."

"Stop being scare, I'm not going to bite."

"I know...but your voice is kind of intimidating..."

"Get over it."

"That's what I mean."

" Get over it."

"Hehehe...hehe...Where do you want to go?"

"Namimori Middle, they have a dangerous carnivore there, I'm going to sacrifice you to him."

"Ehh?! You're not serious right? How about a movie?"

"What ever...You're paying."

Mitobe couldn't wrap his mind around this man, he was an adult but he was screamish, and he was trying too hard to please Mitobe, he did like it though, having all the attention, being treated like a king. This man seem to aim to please but did he trust him enough to allow hm to be around him mom? It's been over half a year since his parents split ways, it didn't seem that long but time moves fast when your trying to balance so many things. School, training, the mafia, the news paper club, Malissa and his dad, Kyoya, his mom and brother...Nori, and just about everything else that was in his life.

Yosuke was nervous, he feels like he sweated a river. The boy smelled like vanilla, the scent was sweet and alluring, he as small and tiny, messy hair and he had his mother's traits. Yosuke wanted his approval since according to Asuna he was the so call man of the house, if the woman he loved cherished her sons so much, then he too want to be able to love him as well. Too bad he seem to be pushing him away, but after hearing about his Senpai's divorce he can understand why the young boy wanted to protect his mother. It was sweet, he himself have always been a lover and instead of a fighter but he could not help but wonder why the kid was covered in bruises and bandages.

"Where did you get those wounds?" Yosuke asked as he sat down in his seat in the theater, popcorn in hand and soda in the other waiting for the trailer to start. The boy scratched his cheek where on of the bandage was and replied with one word. "Kyoya."

"What?"

"Kyoya, Hibari Kyoya."

"W-what?! How could you even think to mess with someone like that?!"

"I didn't, I brought him food." Mitobe stole some popcorn and sipped on his own drink.

"Then why did he..."

"According to him, I'm his stalker."

"...O-Okay...So, what do you lik-"

"Shut up the movie is starting."

"How was the movie?" Asuna asked as her son walked inside, Yosuke stood outside the door smiling at the woman with a light blush. His feelings were like a teenager, nervous, confused, but hella sure he loved her.

As Mitobe walk past his mom he looked up and muttered a small audible " I approve."

Asuna laughed at her son and gave Yosuke a hug before he went back home smiling like an idiot, he really was still a child in his heart.

Mitobe skipped dinner since he ate with Yosuke, Misaki already met the man and was already fond of him. There was plenty of good things happened today, he met his mom's boyfriend, he liked the guy, and most importantly he got twenty more dollars in his pocket.

Yosuke was nice, Miotbe won't deny it, his mom was finally moving on and that made him happy, it was about time the woman got her own happiness. Even if it was with another man who might take away all of his mother's attention from him. They made a cute couple, doing things like holding hands and hugging, Yosuke was a charmer, their house was filled with flowers and small gifts from the man, his mom looked happier than she did in the past months or so Misaki told him.

The man almost flipped out when his mom cut her finger while cooking and ended up fainting when her blood was spilled, it was sweet and adorable, like in those shoujo mangas he read from time to time to get advice for love. Shamelessly he also read some shounen-ai for advice on what to do for Hibari, but he doesn't think it's working.

Sword clashed on switchblade as Yamamoto and Masato duel each other on, both were were quick and fluent. This was their third match and the winner was undecided, Yamamoto won the first round but Mitobe won the second round. Mitobe misdirected the sword sending it to the ground tip first into the dirt, the bespectacled boy stepped on the back on it making it harder to remove and took the chance to send the baseball player skidding backward into the dirt. Taking the sword out of the ground and holding it proudly Mitobe declared his victory.

"Good job Takeshi!" He complimented.

Yamamoto didn't look hurt that he lost but smiled instead as he took the hand that was offered to him, Mitobe returned his sword and it returned into to a bat again.

"So, another round?"

"Ahh...Maybe later Takeshi...I'm tired. You're hard to beat."

"Ahahahaha~ You're getting better."

"Thanks!"

Mitobe walked over to the bleachers and tossed Yamamoto a water bottle which he caught expertly, the bespectacled boy drank from his own bottle letting out a satisfied sigh. Their clothes were dirtied by the red dirt of the baseball field and both males were sweaty and tried, Mitobe's worst than Yamamoto since the boy had much more experience with...well...moving.

"Thanks for meeting up with me today." Mitobe said with a stupid grin.

"Ahaha, no problem, you should play baseball with me sometimes."

"But I don't know the rules..."

"Eh? You never played before?"

"Ah, no...sorry..."

"I can teach you if you want."

"Ahh...Sports aren't my strong points..."

"We should play catch sometimes then."

"Ahh...sure..."

The Reporter knew about Yamamoto's sudden serious approach to baseball...so...No Mitobe was not suicidal...maybe just a little.

"Eh? Really~?!"

"Yeah sure. Go easy on me."

Mitobe took another sip from his bottle looking over his old switch blade, it was beginning to look it's age even though he took good care of it and polish it every now and then. There were scratches here and there, the word Vongola still stood strong so that's all he really cared about.

From the roof top Hibari looked down at the two teen on school campus. It technically was trespassing but watching the Herbivores fight brought him amusement, it showed him the gap between them and he. He was stronger, he was mightier, he was better. Did he feel lonely? No. Did he crave human company? No. Because he knew how sick and twisted people were, he was no exception. Hibari may look down on people but he knows he's a person too, the only difference between them was they were weak and he was strong. Hibari was durable when they were fragile,all of them, the Stalker Dog included. He saw progress, but it was rocky and slow, and yet a part of him wanted to see him get stronger so he can fight him to the fullest. Mitobe should be broken by now, so very broken, with all the beating and abuse the Prefect gives him he should be broken, with all the difficult the baby gave him he should be broken, and yet there's not even a dent in his defense. What was it that made that Herbivore stand out from the crowd when he blended in so well?

The fence rocked against the poles holding it in place as a cool breeze flowed through the air, Mitobe haven't visit the Prefect four four weeks since the wedding, he's haven't been in town, today marked his first visit in a month. True, Hibari always know what happen in Namimori, he is very versed with his surroundings, but it irked him to know that he even noticed the small things the Herbivore does, and that's a lot of things to add to the list of why he hates him. Hibari watched the pairing leave with their arms around each others necks with their fist pumping in the air laughing loudly. It was annoying and the Prefect couldn't tell why, must be the fact they trespassed and are currently disturbing the peace of Namimori. He'll have to give that mutt a thorough beating later to make sure he learns his place.

"Redo this whole page I can't read your hand writing." Mitobe cruel told a kid as he gave him back his math work book.

"What?! That's not fair, why is it my fault that you can't read!?"

"I can read, you just need to practice your craftsmanship."

"What's craftsmanship?"

"Maybe you's know if you READ" Mitobe replied teasingly as he moved on to "help" another kid.

Yosuke busted the door with a bouquet of red roses in his hand and a bright smile on his face. His amber eyes shined golden as he walked over to Mitobe's mother stuttering a polite hello and gave her the flowers. Mitobe smiled a little seeing his mom laughing before taking her present, the girls all cooed but the boys made gagging noises.

Mitobe waved to the man, Yosuke beamed and wave back energetically before letting the boy get back to work.

Yosuke helped clean the room without complain and help cheered up some kids Mitobe made cry when he tried to teach them thePythagorean Theorem. It's just a simple formula! A squared plus B square equals C square...These kids were going to give him hives...But the kid was only in fifth grade and he haven't taken Algebra yet...Mitobe was a horrible person...

The day carried on fairly well, Mitobe's mother was grateful for the extra help, it made her day easier and they separated into three groups, and separated to be tutor the subject they needed, Mitobe specialized in math and making children cry, his mother reading and science, and Yosuke in history and language since he's into antiques and old relics he did come from a semi-traditional family after all.

"We're going on a date~ But we'll be home in time to pick up Misaki, why don't you go play with Kyoya."

"Mom, stop making it sound like we're little kids...We're not five..."

"...Still kind of short..."

"Mom!"

"Now now, calm down Mitobe~ I'll take good care of your mom, we're just getting dinner. So go have some time to yourself."

"Your face better be covered with a veil during the wedding..."

The adults' face turned red and they laughed nervously by his comment even though they have never partaken in intercourse.

"Later."

The Reporter walked away bidding them a farewell, it was nice to see his mom happy again, it's been a while. Yosuke was a good man from what he could tell, but since his mother was taking another chance after what happened to her and finally moving on, Mitobe wished her the best. It have been four weeks since he last seen the Skylark not finding the right time. He was sill sore from training with the swordsman, it would be nice to rest his nonexistent muscles for today. Mitobe took out his phone looking for a number to call, he felt jealous of Yosuke, taking all his mom's time...He wanted some mommy and son time, but it's time to let her grow up a bit. He was starting to miss the twins, they haven't contacted him since they left, but Europe had different time zone so he'd be asleep anyway. Before he could take another step he bumped into someone and his phone fell out of his hands, luckily he caught it in time before it hit the ground.

Mitobe mumbled an apology and looked up. To his surprise it was his old gang...This...This was a certain turn of events...

"Shima." He muttered.

"Heh...Mitobe. Yo Kei, remember the brat who got us in jail?" The gang leader asked as he turned to the very man who stepped on his head when they first met. They all looked the same, no difference from when he first met them, there were some he didn't recognize, he supposed they were still trying to make a gang. He remembered Shima and Kei though, very familiar faces indeed.

"Yo, Shima." Mitobe smiled, he pushed up his glasses and tucked his phone safely into a pocket inside his jacket and shoved his hands into his pant's pocket fingering the switchblade in case he needed it.

"Hn...Aren't you acting tough? You think we were going to let you get away that easily?" Shima sneered

"Shima...Shima...I'm not the same person I use to be..."

"Oh really?"

"I grew taller in case you can't tell."

"Whatever, you don't have Hibari to protect you now!"

"Like he would ever defend me..."

Shima threw the first punch, Mitobe retaliated by pulling out his switchblade and swiftly move behind Shima pointing the weapon by the base of his neck from behind.

"I'm not the same weakling I use to be." Mitobe repeated. He thought he was pretty cool right now, all he have to do is not accidentally hurt himself or choke on his spit while talking.

The remaining members went after him, charging at the boy, others stayed back afraid of the knife. Some pulled out their own, but Mitobe knew they had no special training.

"Come on now...Just WALK away!" The Reporter whined, his body was still aching and sore, he was in no mood to be exerting this much energy.

Alas...They did not listen, on any other day he would be happy to take them on knowing he would win, but not today because today was the day he was suppose to rest and relax...Even though it wasn't up to par with Yamamoto or Gokudera, taking on about six members did prove to be challenging, Mitobe made sure not to cut them deep enough to cause harm, but showed enough skill to scare them off. Shima growled at him from his spot on the floor he was shamed and irritated, and partially curious on how the little boy got so strong.

"Should I call a police...? Maybe Hibari instead..." Mitobe mumbled looking through his phone again.

"Hey, Shima. One quick question. Would I look good in a trench coat?"

"What?"

"Food for thoughts..." The teenager tucked his phone away and walked over to the gang boss. "So...How have you been...Want to grab a bite together?"

"You're getting arrogant..."

"I know, isn't that great? I can finally tease someone and beat them up if they're mean to me." Mitobe was so proud of himself.

"Herbivore...I got reports of noise disturbance, is it your doing?"

Mitobe froze, he would recognize that tone anywhere...

SHIT

Cue the tonfa to the head and a very pissed off Hibari looming over the bodies of the gang members. Remembering the fear from the first time they came on contact, Kei and Shima flinched as they remembered the tonfas and kept their mouth shut. Of course everyone knew of Kyoya, he was practically famous and controlled the entire city.

"Kyoya, I didn't deserve that..." Miotbe stood up and rubbed the spot on his head where a bruise was sure to form.

"Shut up Herbivore...You were taking my prey."

"Please...They're practically free to claim..." He never did forgive them for hurting his little brother...

The Prefect gave a fierce glare and Mitobe shut up instantly, the gang really wished Mitobe called the police earlier...Because an ambulance visited them afterward...

The Skylark left the scene with the Stalker Dog by his heel.

"How have you been"

"It's been better without you to annoy me."

"I bet~ Malissa had family over and we've been looking for a new house."

"I don't care. Shut up."

"Let's go eat together or something."

Mitobe took the silence as a yes and smiled, walking faster to catch up to the Prefect.

They ended up eating some Takoyaki in the park on one of the benches. The sun was setting, it was his favorite time of the day along with the sunrise. The color was strange from the one he would see during the day, a pretty orange instead of the casual blue.

"How have you been Kyoya?"

"You stink..."

"Hm?"

"You're cologne."

"Too strong?"

"Too feminine."

"I like it..."

"Vanilla?"

"It's a sweet scent, and it's actually perfume~ Haha...I brought the wrong one kind since the boxes were similar and I didn't want to waste it..."

"Hn.."

The Prefect was amused, the fact that Mitobe confessed it was perfume made it so much more comical.

"Want to meet up tomorrow?"

"No."

"You'll be on the roof again right?"

"I don't want to see you Herbivore."

"Okay so reception room."

"You're annoying Stalker Dog."

"I'll bring Sushi."

"I swear I'll bite you to death..."

"After my job it is."

They were having two different conversations, despite the Prefect's warning and denial, Mitobe kept pushing his luck. A smile made it's way to the Reporter's face, a mocking smile that made the Prefect want to bite the boy to death, but he was sightly concern about the licking that might some afterward...It was not sanitary.

"We should watch the sunrise tomorrow." Mitobe offered swinging his legs back and forth.

Hibari kicked the smaller boy off the bench and onto the grass underneath. The boy let out a girlish scream as always and looked up to Hibari with a questioning look asking him silently why he was kicked off.

"You were talking too much."

Mitobe as always took no offense and dusted himself off casually before settling back down next to the Prefect staying quiet as requested.

The sun began to set and the shade of orange disappeared from the sky replacing it with vast darkness, and stars. There weren't any street lights around the park so the stars were even brighter, a sight Mitobe missed seeing in Hiroyuki. The moon was like a bell dangling in the sky begging to be stolen by a common thief. Mitobe suddenly felt a weight slump down on his shoulder, frightened for his life, he looked over to see his suspicion was true, the Prefect fell asleep. He was too afraid to wake him up, knowing the Skylark will not let him slip by so easily waking him the third time. Maybe he should just let him sleep, he does seem tire all the time, but what if they catch a cold if Mitobe fell asleep out here? And there will be bugs...and mosquitos! What if a thug try to rob him and he haven't told his mom he'll be late, won't she be concern? He used his free hand to pull his phone out carefully, not making unnecessary moments and muted his phone before typing.

Name:Mitobe
Subject:Will not return
Message:
I'll be staying with a friend tonight.

SENT!

Name:Mom
Subject: Will not return
Message:
Do you need to get some clothes?

SENT!

Name:Mitobe
Subject: Will not returnMessage:
No, I'll be fine, I'll see you tomorrow.

SENT!

He tucked the phone back into his jacket and took over to the sleeping carnivore. Surely sleeping when he's around means there's some kind of trust right? RIGHT?!

The moon made the taller man's features stand out more, illuminating each individual strand of hair. "He's going to be the death of me..." Mitobe thought crossing his angles under the chair. Frankly he was to afraid to make too much movement and he wasn't sure if he should sleep or not, in all the Shounen-Ai mangas he read, it did not prepare him for his. Hibari was unpredictable and Mitobe didn't want to ruin the friendship...Stalker/Victim relationship, rather, it was a relationSHIT. Get it? It's a pun because...You know...Their relation is shitty...

Mitobe slid the Prefect's jacket off his shoulders and used it to cover it's owner, he didn't want the boy to catch a cold, and he was already wearing a jacket so he was fine. He couldn't help but smile and his stomach suddenly felt like it was full of butterflies, he was really...really happy right now, this was probably the first thing they ever did that was even closely related to a romantic action. He didn't think he have a chance with Kyoya, but for some reason he really didn't mind, sitting under the moon during the night while your love interest fell asleep on your shoulder was...How would he even begin to describe this feeling...?

Happy, he was really happy, the fact he couldn't stop smiling was prove of that. He wanted to remember this moment. Should he take a picture? It's not everyday he could see the Prefect's sleeping face, and luckily he had his phone with him.

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He's going to die young, but it'll be so worth it...

Hi guys~ I had an eventful day today~ I hope you enjoyed the chapter, you get some semi cute moment from Mitobe and Malissa, and then Mitobe's mom finally got a guy! An old underclassman who had a crush on her in high school and to this day! Because I think it's about time she gets to be happy.

Hibari fell asleep, and Mitobe is scared shitless...He also reads Shounen-ai for advice...because that's how it's done. The next chapter will finally begin the Varia arc! YES. I should warn you that Mitobe won't be doing any serious fighting so don't get your hopes up. You know he can't stand against those crazy bunch of psychos...GOSH I love them, they are one of the best thing that ever happen to KHR.

NOW REVIEWS! hehehe yyeeeeeeeeeeeeessss...

Jurassicness: I was up until one working on it, but I'm happy you enjoyed it~! Hearing from you make me very happy. OvO I'm glad you liekd the way I approached it since I wasn't so sure how people would react to it. I love it when romance take it nice and slow, it makes it so much more realistic and sweet, kind of makes me wait and just go "JUST GET TOGETHER ALREADY!"I try to make each relationship as real as possible, and stretching it out just makes for more plots to form~ I'm glad you like long chapters and didn't get in trouble for it. If it makes you feel better, I finished a 28 chapter stories with over 5000 words per chapter in one morning...I started at 12 and finished at 6...I'm glad you liked it / ufuuuu~ You make me very happy...

Xejis: Are you kidding me? Having you review my story is an honor! My family already accepted the fact I'm crazy so...Hehe...I'm glad you got a laugh out of this, I didn't realize it until I read it. But yeah, when Hibari threw his water bottle it was like Xanxus throwing his drink at Squalo...Wow...Mitobe and Squalo sure have a lot to talk about. Varia is next chapter~! Mitobe won't take big part in it but I have plans for it afterward, no spoilers~ I've said too much about the future one already ~O3O I agree with you, a relationship should be built on trust and honesty. I'm glad Mitobe's mom finally get to be happy with Yosuke, he's such a prince. I added some cute Malissa and Mitobe moments just for you~ Slightly...And I'm glad you like the way I made up the relationship between my characters. I try to make it as realistic as possible, including possible outcomes of how a person would react to each situations. You make me very happy each time I hear from you~ -/v/- You can get more reviews by begging like me...Because I have no...dignity...

Pineapple Fairy King: Harem you say~ Fufufu...You know who reads Shounen-ai? Mitobe does...for love advice...because he's a loser. Hibari is a Tsun...A hardcore tough nut tsun...makes it more fun to write about. It's a challenge...

Onepiecefan202:Just lick him if he tries to bite you. And you know...Hibari hate the fact that Mitobe even exist because he's like "Yo,yo dawg, can ya figure me oouttt? Bet cha can't! Hoe." No I'm kidding...He's haven't written his will yet...Good to hear from you again~

Renthorn13: Hnng~~! Hello again... / So good to hear from you~! Hibari hates Mitobe but ...Being Mitobe is suffering...The paragraph didn't take long to write actually, I just kind of thought of it as I go, I compared Hibari to Mitobe, and Hibari is all cool and formal, the perfect image of a student and Mitobe looks like he rolled out of bed in his uniform and left the house like that. They'll get together eventually...like in...30 years maybe...when humans are extinct and they die together as fossils...I like fluff to! So you don't have to feel bad, you can always demand fluff from me! Mitobe likes to think of himself as a purebred, but really, he's a mutt... QwQ You know what happened in Mafia lands~ ;D They had an episode about it actually. I like the way French sound, very elegant and yet slightly seductive... Fran is french~ And yes, this is my first fic I'm glad people like it it's great for the ego *strokes my giant ego* that sounded perverted...I'll make sure to let you know~ ppssstt~ Want to know a secret? Varia arc starts next chapter~

ALRIGHT~! Thanks for your reviews as always, they make me more happy than favoriting since they allow me to hear from my readers and get their opinions~ Welcome to my new followers/minions/slaves/and now stalkers as always~ Hope you don't leave me...Because...That'll be...depressing qwq

Alright~! Ending notes, I'm looking forward to your reviews as always, I actually have most of your user names memorized...hehe.. ^^'

I look forward to hearing from you, if you have question don't be afraid to ask, and as always, of there are any mistakes or advice you'd like to give I'll be happy to receive them~!