After a few years, the tenth generation returns to Namimori, having to deal with everything that happened in their absence. As much as Namimori is at peace, it won't last with the trouble magnet that is the tenth generation, but who knows? Possibly, the dawn will smile on them once.

“You, Kyoya Hibari, use social media? What do you even do on there?”

Hey Kyoya, have you… hit puberty yet?

Hibari sat frozen, the Pepero stick he was holding still suspended in the air. His brain raced to process what had just happened, and the realization hit him all at once.

"Let's arm wrestle," Dino said, his voice light and teasing. Hibari blinked, looking up at him with mild confusion. "No,"

What if in another timeline, instead of having Timoteo Suppress the Dying Will Flames of Tsuna, leading to him becoming known in the future as Namimori High's No Good Tsuna before the arrival of Reborn. Timoteo instead decides to groom Tsuna as a candidate to become the Vongola Decimo how will it change the future of the world. CrossPosted on Webnovel. Tsuna Fem Harem.Mixed World

[ONGOING] Hibari's sharp eyes narrowed as he took in the sight — Dino, his Dino, kissing a woman he barely knew in front of a room full of people.

[ONGOING] "I like you, Hibari." "I'm not interested." Dino exhaled a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. Hibari had turned the guy down. Nicely, even. It should’ve been a relief, but instead, Dino’s chest tightened further. Why the hell am I so angry?

Hibari wondered if this was death. But it didn’t feel like death—it felt like something worse.

"He is always, always looking up." Lambo-centric. Focuses on the Vongola Famiglia through Lambo's eyes throughout the years. Drabble-but-not-really.

It was meant to be a peaceful vacation. A reward, Reborn had said. It was already bad enough that Tsuna was slowly being replaced, and then the cruise ship they were on started to crash. Now Tsuna is stranded and not quite alone. Will he survive?

He had been unsure if Hibari would even like the gift when he gave it to him. But now, seeing it there on his wrist, worn day after day, Dino couldn’t help but feel a sense of quiet pride.

The realization hit him like a ton of bricks: He was falling for Dino’s lover.

They spoke in rapid Italian, and while Hibari was fluent in many things, Italian wasn’t one of them.

He hadn’t meant to show up unannounced, especially in this weather, but after a particularly long day, Dino found himself craving Hibari’s company.

And with that, they left the store, their snacks in hand, but Dino's mind still trying to process the whole shocking encounter.

Just another thing that made Hibari, Hibari.

Hibari’s curiosity always had a way of catching Dino off guard.

Suddenly, without warning, Hibari turned to him and planted a soft kiss on Dino's lips.

“Haneuma, do you like it rough? You seem to enjoy it that way."

By the time they got home, Dino was exhausted. It had been a day full of too many unexpected moments, and he just wanted to relax.

Dino watched Hibari push food around his plate at dinner, only taking a few small bites before claiming he was full. At first, he chalked it up to jet lag or Hibari’s naturally small appetite, but three days of barely eating? That was unusual, even for him.

For all their arguments, Dino thought, there was no one else in the world like Hibari Kyoya.

“I didn’t ask for cake.” “I know,” Dino said softly, a small smile tugging at his lips. “But I wanted to get it for you.”

"Kyoya… do you… feel the same?"