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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage, Rape/Non-Con
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Katekyou_Hitman_Reborn!
  Relationship:
      Hibari_Kyouya/Rokudou_Mukuro
  Character:
      Rokudou_Mukuro, Hibari_Kyouya, Vongola_Tenth_Generation_Guardians, Reborn
      (Reborn), Dino_(Reborn), Kokuyo_Gang_-_Character
  Additional Tags:
      Light_Bondage, Masturbation, Unhealthy_Relationships, Hibari_is_in
      Denial, Abrasion_(Form_of_Sense_Play), Blood_Kink, BDSM, Manacles,
      Chains, Illusion_Paralysis, Sensation_Play, Sensory_Deprivation, Mukuro
      is_a_Dom-Sado, Hibari_is_D&S-Maso, Hibari_gains_an_Eating_Disorder,
      Mukuro_Worries_about_Hibari_Sometimes, Hibari_has_Anxiety_Issues, Sleep
      Deprivation, slow_building_relationship, Mukuro_has_Separation_Anxiety,
      Alternate_Universe_-_Canon_Divergence, Hibari_is_slightly_OOC, Ch.2
      Somewhat..._Rape..._I_think, Dream_Communication, Mukuro_Staying_Captured
      is_a_Possibility, Stockholm_Syndrome, Mukuro_does_get_out_of_prison,
      Mukuro_and_Hibari_are_in_the_same_year, Both_are_1st_year_highschoolers
      when_Mukuro_gets_out, Illusion_Strolls_into_the_Daily_Life_of_Hibari
      Kyoya_-_A_Book_By_Mukuro, Even_with_his_weakass_powers_being_in_the
      Vidice._He_wants_to_see_Hibari, They_are_both_so_OOC_but_im_trying_to
      make_them_a_little_more_IC, Illusion_Torture_(Sexually)_(probably_only_in
      begining_chapters), Strait_Jacket_(kinda)
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-06-13 Updated: 2017-08-22 Chapters: 10/? Words: 13332
****** When the Petals Fall. ******
by Aki-gelicmon_(akinikko)
Summary
     During the time, the others were healing, Hibari was still in the
     hands of these "strangers" who want to pick a fight with Tsunayoshi.
     Having a reaction Sakura tree's, that make him weak in the knees and
     unable to fight, Hibari is in a serious predicament.
     Especially when the person keeping you prisoner, knows your weakness,
     and can use it against you how he pleases.
***** Prologue *****
 He knew that something had happened before he arrived at Kokuyo Land. He just
couldn't grab what it was that was bothering him. Though that didn't matter to
him right now, what mattered was distributing punishment, to those who decided
to attack his precious school's pupils. Leaving the bodies scattered around the
entrance groaning in pain, the dark-haired advanced into the run down building,
 knocking down anyone who would get in his way. He frowned, as he knocked out
the last one, before reaching his destination. The dark obsidian eyes, landing
 on the only occupant of the room, except himself and the current knocked out
                              male on the floor.
                    "Welcome. Thank you for coming, here."
            "So. You are the one disturbing the peace in Namimori?"
Asking with a calm posture, but a hint of malice and annoyance, his only reply
  was a laugh, and a smirk pasted onto the boys lips. Blinking, he lifted his
  tonfa's in annoyance that the other was not answering his question, like he
                                    should.
                   "So, I was right, and I have found you."
       Smirking a little, as he stared at the boy who still didn't move.
                  "Kufufu. Something along those lines, yes."
 Changing his position in his seat, he laced his fingers together, and stared
               the committee's president, in a business posture.
                     "Like a new order... For your town."
"Namimori does not need two orders. Either leave, or I will bite you to death."
  Changing the demure of his tonfa's to a more deadly structure, the obsidian
   eyed boy, gestured to the latter, in a way to instruct the beginning of a
fight. The pointless conversation, questions thrown to a forth, compliments, or
 insults? They continued until one second, he started to feel dizzy. His eyes
widening, maybe this was the strange feeling he was getting earlier, that would
lead to a situation he might not be able to return from. The laugh from before
rang through, as he stumbled slightly, but still kept himself on his feet. What
was happening to him? What? He had been attacked and didn't notice. No wait, he
 did notice. He felt something strange earlier happen outside of Nami Middle,
            but didn't know what. This must've been what happened.
                              "Oya. Get a grip."
Watching him stumble and sway, was entertaining. His grin grew a little, as he
                         explained what was happening.
  "Seems, Trident Shamal, has infected you with the Vertiginous Cherryitis."
  Looking at the latter, his eyes widened a fracture in shock. Unaware of the
disease that was given to him, by the man earlier on. Though it was aggravating
that the same smirk was growing as he felt himself falling, deeper into a stage
   where he would not be able to defend himself, if this person attacks him.
                                    "Ghnn-"
The pale body trembled, he continued to ramble on about something or other, but
  the boy wasn't bothered. Unable to move, the only thing he was good at was
getting pushed around. But the malicious glare still evident within his eyes, a
glare that was saying - no screaming, that he will get his revenge. Though, all
 he received in return was more beatings, and endless speaking from the other.
Laying limp on the ground, still breathing, but injured severally, before being
  moved to another room. Hibari wondered the best he could, what was going to
                      become of him, whilst he was here.
   To think.... Everything changed, as soon as the pink petals began to fall
                                  around him.
***** You're Mine. *****
                                     "Ahh~"
The moan left the usually tolerant yet harsh mouth, as the teeth grazed against
the pale skin of the persons neck. Hands clenched, as the chains rattled, the
head turned away, with faint rosy cheeks and gritted teeth, as the boy tried to
not let out any strange sounds he had been making lately. Usually the other
only comes to give him updates on how well his Nami Middle is doing, and it's
students, and yet today was different. As soon as the other had entered, there
was a loud click sound, indicating a door had been locked. The sound rang
throughout the quiet room, alerting the raven-haired boys sense, and instantly
the committee's president was on high alert. First thing was a few questions,
which he refused to answer, then the second was being told about how the others
were healing. Though he didn't show interest, the kid was somewhat grateful
that the other students of Nami Middle were alive and healing.
                              "Don't hold back~"
The words whispered sultry into his ear, in a voice that almost made him give
into the wishes, as soon as the teeth dug into his skin, but not harsh enough
to pierce the delicate pale skin. The warmish, yet slightly cold hand slipped
under the ripped and ragged white shirt, causing the latter to shiver at the
touch, and grunt slightly, under his breath, to not release anymore strange
sounds. The tongue moving upwards along his neck, until the lips pushed against
the spot under his ear, and a quiet sound of a small suck could be heard
instantly, before the grin laced across the lips and against the skin.
                                    "Ghh!"
                              "Kufufu~ Perfect."
Chains rattled once more as the sudden gasp was heard. Obsidian eyes closed
tightly, as the teen bit his lower lip. The sudden feeling of the hand slipping
up his shirt, till the thumb grazed lightly over the now perky small bud.
                     "Just make more of that sweet music~"
                            "S-shut... U-up- Ahhn~"
The rest of the sentence lost when the teeth violently gripped the skin of his
shoulder between the two rows. His back arching a little, as the small pinch
was given to his nipple as well. The arms pulling against the chains, as he
struggled to get free. He wasn't expecting anything like this. It was starting
to get out of hand. He didn't want this, he never wanted this. The young
skylark just wanted peace restored in his faithful Namimori. Not this.
The white shirt now fully unbuttoned, as one green coated arm, slipped around
the thin waist, and the other around chest, gloved hands rubbing the pink nub
in circles. The rough surface of the fabric, causing the latter to moan more,
and struggling. The sounds leaving his mouth, making the grin on the other
teen's lips widen in glee, as the said boy got to hear more to the lovely song.
===============================================================================
                                  "S-stop..."
The fresh lot of sounds left Hibari's mouth, as the latter continued to toy
with him, making him squirm and shiver, as his body reacted in a way he hasn't
felt before. Now being a teenaged boy, Hibari has dealt with similar matters
like this, but this was different. Usually people wouldn't feel like this, but
he was, and the raven-haired boy couldn't understand; Why? Why was his body
acting in this way? Why couldn't he hold back the sounds anymore? Lastly, why
didn't the bastard doing these things to him stop? Hibari wasn't going to beg,
yes he has asked a couple of times for the other teen to stop, but he wasn't
going to beg. Kyoya Hibari never begs, and the teen wasn't going to start doing
it now.
Eyes widened as the fabric of his trousers grew much more unbearable against
his now hard and confined erection, as the second gloved hand - that wasn't
currently, keeping his mouth open with the two fingers - pressed against the
cloth, making him squirm even more, and groan loudly in a slightly hint of
pain, from the confinement around his erection.
                          "D-don't... T-touch-Nnng~"
               "Oya~ You are really enjoying this~ Little lark."
                 "Q-quiet.... I-I'll bite you to d-de-Gaaah!"
Wrists pulled, as Hibari's back arched and toes clenched, when the gloved hand
pushed harder against his arousal. The body trembled, as the pants sounded
through the room, the quiet sounds of fabric rubbing against fabric. Then a
small slip of a groan was heard from behind the raven-haired boy. The teen
shifted underneath Hibari as he let out another groan. The committee president
blushed, at the groans he was hearing, and the sudden shift from underneath
him, as moved, Hibari gasped a little his obsidian eyes widening. Trembling on
the bluenette's lap, clenching his hands into fists, the skylark could feel the
other teen's arousal.
Gathering his thoughts, Hibari gritted his teeth, knowing that he would regret
all actions he did from this moment onwards, for the rest of his life. Taking a
small breath, before the sigh hitched, at the sudden jolt of the gloved hand
against his arousal, caused him to buck a little, even if he didn't want to do
the movement, he couldn't take not feeling the same friction over and over
again. He would never admit it aloud, because he still didn't understand the
concept fully himself. His thoughts slowly began to jumble up, as he bucked
into the hand once more, earning a sly laugh mixed with a groan from the one
behind him.
                      "Mhm... Shall we move on? Kufufu~"
===============================================================================
                                  "A-ahhngh~!"
A shiver ran down Hibari's spine, as the rough material traced the underside of
his erection, whilst his held above his head still by the chains, and his feet
on the floor, though the raven-haired teen, trembled, as he was forced to stand
on his tip-toes. Obisidan eyes staring into the mismatched ones, the pink
petals falling around them, to stop him from retaliating, as the other teen
continued his advances. Gritting his teeth as he glared at the other, before
his head lowered another lot of shivers running through his body, as the hand
jerked up the shaft of his member, causing Hibari to moan once more. Once pale
cheeks, dusted over with a rosy red blush.
                              "M-M-muku...ro...!"
The name gasped out, caused the teen called 'Mukuro' to smile widely, as he
leaned into the boy and kissed his neck slowly, up to his ear. The teeth
grazing against the edge of the lobe, before his hand gave a few more quick
pumps to his skylark's arousal. The latter gasping out the name again, as his
hands clenched and unclenched.
             "Oya~ You finally called my name.... Little Skylark."
                   "Ghhhn~ S-shut u-up.... I-i'll kill you!"
===============================================================================
He would lay on the floor, and tremble, looking up at the latter as he used a
smaller cuff to lock his arms, behind his back. Looking away, his eyes covered
by his hair, before he shivered at the gentle touches to his waist lifting him
onto his knees, before flinching. His eyes widened as he panted. Trembles
raking his body. Hibari tried looking round to see him, but failed to do so. He
was starting to find everything hard when he was tied up like he was now. A
gloved finger brushed against one of his thighs, towards his arousal, as the
other faintly skimmed across the surface of his thighs and ass, the hand
stopping on his tail bone, as Mukuro gently yanked the chain, causing his back
to rise, and front to move forwards, making Hibari bucked into the gloved hand
around his arousal, before his eyes widened and hands clenched, gritting his
teeth to keep the sounds in, but some slipping out, as he released over the
floor. Pulling his hand back, as Hibari dropped to the floor, panting, Mukuro
grinned, as he licked a couple of the gloved fingers.
        "Hmm. Don't think we are done yet~ Mr. Disciplinary President."
A small annoyed click of the tongue came from Hibari, as he somewhat glared at
the blue-haired illusionist. Before Closing his eyes as he was pulled onto the
Illusionist's lap, the gloved hand making its way teasingly down to his back
entrance, as Hibari stared at the blue-haired teen with wide eyes. Shaking his
head, refusing to speak, before tensing up at the sudden intrusion as Mukuro
slipped the middle finger into his entrance. Moving it around inside, before
adding in another, and then biting Hibari's pink nub a bit, as the boy's
arousal began to harden again. Mukuro scissored the Skylark's entrance, before
slipping in a third finger, and being rewarded by a moan from Hibari in his
ear, as the raven-haired boy rested his head against Mukuro's shoulder, brows
knitted in pain, as the fingers gradually moved quicker in and out of his
entrance, as a repetitive motion to stretch his hole, ready for another thing.
                             "B-bastard! Nhnnn~!"
                       "Fufufu~ Relax. Hibari, Kyoya..."
Clenching his hands against the shackles on his wrists slightly, as Mukuro
released his own arousal from its painful confinements, as well as taking his
fingers back from the Skylark's entrance.
                           "Now relax Little Lark~"
Positioning himself a few seconds later, as the boy trembled, and the
illusionist's hands gripped the fragile waist, before being brought down onto
the other teen's erection. A loudish cry of the teen's name came from Hibari,
as Mukuro pushed his body down completely onto his member, so that Hibari would
be utterly filled with him. The heterochromian illusionist, soon hissed at the
sudden approach of teeth against skin, as Hibari shifted slightly, and as he
began to move himself up and down. A soft lick to the corner of Hibari's mouth,
to rid the drool that was leaving the corner of his mouth.
===============================================================================
The only thing that could be heard in the room was groaning, panting and the
sound of skin slapping against skin, as Mukuro thoroughly plunged into Hibari.
They had changed positions half way through, as Mukuro held the chain between
the shackles, keeping Hibari's face off the ground, but repeatedly thrusting
deep into the boy's entrance. The disciplinary president, slowly felt himself
tensing more and more, as the illusionist drove hard in him from behind, he
felt like he was going crazy. Though after a few more hard thrusts, and gentle
jerks towards his arousal, Hibari found himself releasing his load for a second
time. Mukuro soon groaned feeling the insides of Hibari clutch and grip against
his member, as he continued to drive faster into the teen. Pulling Hibari back,
as he sat down, Mukuro wrapped his arm around the stotic teen's waist, before
shooting his load deep inside the boy. Both groaning and moaning together.
                          "Fufufu~ You're mine now~"
                      "M-Moron! I am n-not an a-animal!"
Coughing slightly, as Mukuro nipped at his neck, before his eyes dropped a
little. Smiling, before lifting Hibari from is lap, sliding himself out of the
latter's entrance, and gently set him on the floor. A grin laced his lips, as
he took a few of the black strands into his hair. Their bodies covered in
sweat, but stroking the bird's face.
              "You are forever, my little Skylark~ Kyoya Hibari~"
***** The Silence is Deafening *****
Chapter Summary
     Hibari is left alone for a few days, Ken and Chikusa bringing him
     food, but Mukuro has disappeared for a few days something along the
     lines of "work" apparently.
     Mukuro comes back, and Hibari is happy deep inside.
Hibari stared at the food set in front of him. Another tray. And the second
meal of the day. Since the illusionist hadn't chained his wrists to the
ceiling, Hibari resorted to sitting at one end of the room, as far from the
door as possible, but too far from the bed that was in the room. Was he in a
infirmary room? Or an out of use infirmary room with installed chains?
Obsidion eyes watched the blonde leave, before letting out a small sigh. A
frown laced the boys face at the thought of Mukurou disappearing and leaving
him here. Alone. Though, also the two that always hang around him like lost
puppies disappearing too, without telling anyone where he was, it actually
scared Hibari to the core, though he would never admit it aloud.
It was so quiet. None of that annoying laugh, or dare he think of it, but none
of the moans because of how Mukuro treats him. Two ways, either treats him in
the violent way, just to have Hibari hurl insults at him, or the second way
being the erupt of pleasure that the illusionist gives the teen, one those off-
days Mukuro has, were he would rather embrace Hibari, than just constantly beat
him into the ground.
 
 
   The door opened again, and the raven-haired teen just stared at the other
  occupant. Before hearing th smug voice, yet this time it wasn't as smugful,
      instead it was, well it sounded like Mukuro was struggling with it.
"I will... I'll be back in a few days. Be good, Lark. Chikusa and Ken will sort
                           out your food and water."
Hibari curled into himself a little again, as Mukuro crouched in front of him.
 The gloved hand taking his chin gently. It was little gestures like this that
              made Hibari blush, but he still kept his guard up.
                    "Don't have to much fun, without me..."
A gently kiss to the boys lips, as Hibari's eyes widens at the soft and gentle
gesture, before he even noticed the kiss was over, the door was already closing
   and he panicked. Hibari had panicked. He was alone again, in a cold room.
                    "It's... Kyoya... Stupid 'llusionist."
                                        
                                        
Eyes closed. All he had done since Mukuro had left, earlier that day, was pull
his legs closer to his chest and sit there waiting patiently for the
illusionist to return. Dark eyes opening for the last time that day as the door
opened and his last tray of food for the night was placed down. Then two more
to go before he returns back to the skylark.
===============================================================================
The small faint whimper was silently let loose, as the raven-haired teen
gripped the sheets he removed from the bed. He didn't want to sleep on the bed,
he didn't want to sleep at all, but he knew he was going to need more strength
for when Mukuro returned, or he wasn't going to be able to take the pain, or
the pleasure that he would be given.
A quiet gasp was released a few minutes after the whimper, toes curled taking
some of the cotton fabric from the sheet with them. Obsidian eyes shimmered a
little with self-disgust. How did he turn out like this? One soft jolt of his
hand, and he was trembling, his back arched so slightly as he gritted his
teeth. The small whimper of the blue-haired illusionist's name, and a couple
more strokes before he pushed himself over the edge.
He would despise the illusionist for the rest of his life, for what the teen
had done to him. Turned him into.
===============================================================================
Morning came, and Ken followed by Chikusa went to check on the 'prisoner' as
they had dubbed Hibari. Seeing him asleep in the corner of the room, the pair
decided to leave it till later on giving him the food, though Chikusa just
pointed to the three trays on the floor, and both of them noticed that only one
tray had been eaten completely of food, and the other two were still full of
food.
Silence fell even more, as the skylark opened his eyes and frowned. One more
day. Just, when was someone going to sort out this mess? Had they noticed he
was missing? Where they coming to sort this out?
Hibari trembled as he lifted himself of the ground and walked over to the bed.
Laying down, wrapping the other sheet that was there around himself. He
couldn't say the sheets were perfectly clean, but they were clean enough. Well
except the one sitting in the corner.
A few hours later, Hibari sat on the bed, arms around his legs as he pulled
them closer to himself, the sheet covering his legs. Ken opened the door, to
set the food down, and take the other three away. The ten looked at him, with a
slight glare, before opening his mouth.
                          "W-where... Did Mukuro go?"
                 "Mukuro-sama had some work to take care of."
He turned his head away and frowned, trembling. When the door closed, he
released a small sigh, and laid down curling up into a ball. He just wanted the
silence to be over. It was to deafening for him. Too quiet. Too lonely.
Gritting his teeth, before he felt himself drift back of into a sleep.
===============================================================================
After being alone for two whole days. On the third day, as he slept quietly and
the day that the illusionist returned. The mismatched eyes took in the lithe
body slightly covered by the sheets, before he walked over and sat down. As
soon as the bed dipped, the raven-haired teen woke up and quickly sat up,
before turning to the illusionist.
                                "Mu-Mukuro...?"
***** Punishment *****
The smirk on the illusionist's face, as he ran a gloved hand over the boys
cheek. Mukuro carefully pulled the other into his arms, before frowning. Hibari
trembled a little in the latter's arms as he didn't know what was actually
going to happen. He didn't know if the blue-haired teen was annoyed, or if he
was calm and this was his way of apologizing for leaving Hibari alone, with no
updates on what was happening in the outside world.
"Kyoya. Chikusa said you weren't eating?"
The president tensed at the question. It was true, that he only ate one of the
three meals he received everyday that Mukuro wasn't here, and he knew that the
duo were only following the orders that the illusionist had given them - but,
he had no idea what was going to happen to him now.
"I take that... As he was telling the truth."
A sigh came from the younger one, before Hibari pulled away and looked at him,
before turning his head away.
"I... Wasn't hungry, and I just didnt feel like eating."
"Oya... You need to eat. Kyoya."
Hibari shook his head staying silent, which made the illusionist twitch a bit.
Frowning Mukuro took Hibari's wrist and pulled the other onto his lap, and held
the boy in place, one arm around his waist tightly, keeping him pushed against
him, his other holding his face to keep him from turning his gaze away.
"Kyoya. Don't make me force you to eat."
Hibari bit his bottom lip slightly, and trembled. Blinking, Mukuro's eyes
glinted a little, when he tightened his arm around Hibari, bringing him closer,
and looked deeper into the presidents eyes, before Hibari looked away a few
seconds after, then a knowledgeable smirk replaced the worried frown he had.
"Though... You would maybe like something like that... Hmm?"
"Y-you...'re wrong! I wouldn't. Bastard. If you do, i'll kill you."
"Oya. Lark. If you do that... Who will help you fulfill your strange likes and
needs. Kufufu. I'll be too dead, and other's will be a little grossed out."
"W-what strange... Likes...? W-what... Needs?"
"You... Haven't noticed yet...? Alright, I'll give you an example. You'll love
it. Trust me."
Hibari shivered as Mukuro whispered into his ear, his breath brushing over the
shell of his ear. Mukuro softly kiss him, before biting down on the latter's
bottom lip, hard. Hard enough for it to bleed, and even though Hibari flinched
and pulled back, before tasting the blood when he licked his lip. The lark had
moaned, and trembled in the illusionist's arms. Shifting a little, blushing,
Hibari looked away from the knowing mismatched eyes.
"Understand?"
"That proves nothing, idiot. Anyone would moan in pain, if you made them bleed.
Now let me go. And, I'm not going to eat. You proved nothing, and I'll kill you
if you force me to!"
Hibari glared at the other, shifting trying to get free, but the teens grip was
just to tight around his waist, and Hibari had to hold back the groans that
were building up from all the pain his struggling was causing. Even though he
was denying it a loud, he already knew that Mukuro was right when it came to
what the guy was implying about Hibari.
===============================================================================
Even though he was annoyed at the other, Mukuro just ran a gloved covered thumb
over Hibari's bottom lip, over the small cut he had made, before he felt the
latter try to wiggle his way out of his grip. Mismatched eyes, sternly looked
into obsidian eyes, as if to tell the latter to stop struggling before this
situation changed direction completely, though it didn't stop Hibari trying to
escape, until a small hitch in the skylark breath happened, followed by a gasp,
as Mukuro bit his collarbone. Hibari hadn't even noticed the illusionist shift
his shirt.
Hibari gripped Mukuro's shirt, as he pushed his hips into the illusionist's
making the other, bite harder and deeper into the raven-haired boys shoulder
with a groan, and Hibari whimper a little more. Mukuro removed his gloves,
before slipping his hands under hibari's shirt, staring into the obsidian eyes,
before smirking when they closed and Hibari pushed against him, feeling the
other scratch his nails down his back, a small whimper and broken whine of his
name could be heard, when he repeated the action, but much harder and slightly
deeper.
"M-Mukuro..."
"Hmm? What is it, Little Lark?"
"H-hurts... B-but, good!"
A grin soon etched its way back onto the illusionist's face, as Hibari moaned
again as he gripped the kids hips harder, but not hard enough to bruise him,
yet. Slowly dragging his tongue against the committee president's neck, and
nipped at the spot under his ear. When Hibari pushed his hips into Mukuro's
again, the blue-haired teen, dropped his head into the crook of Hibari's neck,
and groaned.
"Kyoya. Keep doing that and i'll pin you down. Kufufu~"
He whispered into the boys ear, causing a shiver to run down the lark's spine,
and Hibari unwilling moved his hips again, making Mukuro smirk, before flipping
them around and pinning the latter to the bed, wide obsidian eyes stared at
mismatched ones, as the grin widened.
"I warned you, kufufu."
"R-reflex... I-idi- ahhn!"
Hibari moaned when Mukuro bit his neck, as well as gripping his hips, tightly.
The black-haired teen had just somewhat given up. He was never going to get
away from this illusionist, that was obvious. His cheeks flustered as he
faintly gasped for air, when Mukuro pushed against him, as his teeth broke
through the skin on Hibari's neck, making him push harder against him as his
back arched. Another small moan leaving the kid.
The illusionist lifted himself above the other, before pulling away completely.
Hibari whined, his toes curling against the sheet that was dangling over the
edge of the bed. Thinking of a way to tease the president, Mukuro knelt in
front of him, before faintly running his nails over the teens thigh, making him
shift and twitch a little. The next thing was when he softly sucked on a
certain part of his thigh, that made the latter arch, and release a small
whimper at the teasing.
Mukuro enjoyed his small teasing sessions, it was his form of punishment for
him, a psychological one, without illusions. Now Mukuro never used a method
without his illusions, but with the committees president, teasing was a good
enough punishment that didn't involve illusions.
A small nip at the spot he had been suckling on, caused the boy to shiver, and
whine his name a little. A hand moved to the crotch area of Hibari's shorts,
hovering over the boys confined erection, before he brushed his fingers over
the arousal, making Hibari writhe in tormented pleasure, he bit down more on
the skylark's thigh, before the shorts became a tad bit wet.
He had the urge to leave Hibari how he was now. As he removed the belt from his
jacket and turn Hibari around, before tying his hands behind his back, right
enough so he couldn't get out of it. Obsidian eyes looked up at him, causing
Mukuro to let out a nervous laugh. The black-haired teen just looked really
good for him. Messy black hair, flushed cheeks, pleasures filled grey eyes, and
the neglected arousal was making it very difficult for Mukuro to leave him.
"M-muku...ro?"
"I'm going to get you some food... Think of this as a small punishment, for not
doing as asked."
"A-are the binds... Necessary?"
"Of course... Kufufu~ Kyoya... Do you really think I will leave you unbound,
when you are just itching to rid the arousal you have...?"
Hibari flushed darker and looked away, as he tried to move his arms, though it
just lead to him trembling as the leather rubbed harshly against his skin. A
glare was set towards Mukuro, as he gritted his teeth, from the jolt of
pleasure sent towards his cock again.
"I-I'm going to kill y-you... When i-i'm free!"
"Kufufu~ I look forward to it. Little Lark."
Hibari growled out the illusionist name as he left the room, leaving the
skylark shivering, as he tried to not struggle. Gritting his teeth, he moved
his legs so the were closer to himself, but that only lead to him releasing a
strained groan. He the just sat there, his feet either side of his hips as his
knees were slightly parted. His breathing accelerating as he tried to free
himself, but each time the leather rubbed against his arms, burning his skin
slightly it just sent another way of pleasure downstairs, and caused him to
tremble and arch. Cursing the illusionist under his breath, as obsidian eyes
glared towards the door patiently.
***** Lies Over Truths. *****
Chapter Summary
     Mukuro realises that this - whatever this was - between himself and
     Hibari won't last much longer. Not with the Vongola and Vindice on
     his tail.
     And even though he is worried, and his worrying starts to cause
     Hibari's panic to rise, which never ever happens. He lies, instead of
     telling Hibari the truth.
Kyoya sat there patiently waiting. Though his face currently was scrunched up
in pain, before he fell onto his side, trembling. It was starting to become
painful, and Mukuro hadn't returned yet. He looked around at what he could take
in, which wasn't much. A strained moan of annoyance came from him as he closed
his eyes. It really was start to hurt.
                                 "Mu-mukuro!"
  The door opened and Hibari lifted his head and stared at the other, before
 looking at the tray of food and grimaced. Turning his head away, but the door
 was just kicked closed as, Mukuro placed the tray on the small bedside table
  and then pulled Hibari towards him by the belt around his wrist, making the
                     other yelp a little and shiver more.
   He grabbed Hibari's cheeks and looked at the other, as obsidian eyes just
glared towards him with annoyance, gritting his teeth. Though Mukuro was still
 able to open his mouth, and shoved the fork into his mouth, pulling the fork
out, and quickly set it down, before clamping the boys mouth shut, and covering
                           it with his gloved hand.
Obsidian eyes closed tightly as he tried to pull away, but couldn't get loose,
 and eventually he gave up and swallowed, before having his mouth forced open
and more of the food, shoved into his mouth. It hurt, but this was what Mukuro
               was like. Aggressive, but still cared deep down.
                                        
                                        
Once all the food was gone, Hibari just leaned against the illusionist, gasping
 for air, as the blue-haired teen soothingly rubbed his back, as the president
                   trembled against him, sitting on his lap.
                            "I-i... H-hate you..."
All he got as a response was the signature laugh, and a soft gentle kiss to the
side of his head. He was sure that the other was slowly falling asleep, and he
frowned at the thought of what would happen, of he was caught by the people who
           were after him. He wouldn't be seeing Hibari for a while.
  "Kyoya..." He quietly whispered the teen's name, before a hum answered the
  call. He released the bind on the others wrist. Instantly the arms wrapped
 themselves around him tightly. "Does... It hurt...?" A small whimper left the
              other, as the grip tightened. "I'll help you then."
   The quiet gasp, left the other, as Mukuro had pushed his hand against the
  shorts, an arm wrapped around the trembling body, as the hands gripped his
 shirt. Mukuro buried his head into the crook of Hibari's neck, a small whine
  left the other, as he breath brushed over the teen's neck, whilst his hand
 continued to help relieve the committee president. 'Don't... Ever leave me...
   Kyoya.' The grip around him tightened as Hibari arched into him a little,
  letting out a breathy moan, whilst he continued to pump his hand along the
  others member, obsidian eyes widened slightly as he trembled and tensed up.
                                "M-muku....ro~"
The arm tightened around Hibari as, he looked towards the mismatched eyes, when
 he felt the other nip at his ear, before smiling and kissing him. Closing his
  eyes, Hibari kissed him back and the illusionist smiled more into the kiss
'He won't leave me... It's clear.' Pulling out of the kiss, he rested his head
 against the crook of Hibari's neck, and wrapped his arm around the boys waist
   after removing the glove. ' He won't leave... But I may have to... Leave
                                    him...'
                      "M-mukuro... I-is something wrong?"
  "Nothing... Little Lark..." He looked at him and smiled. Before kissing his
                       head. "Nothing at all... Kufufu."
***** Revealing the Truth... *****
Chapter Summary
     Hibari is still worried about Mukuro, a mostly at the fact that the
     other just comes to see him, and just wants silence and rest. Nothing
     more.
     Mukuro is to scared to tell Hibari what is going one, and that
     Tsunayoshi and the others might be arriving soon, which meant his
     Kyoya would be taken. Yet decided to tell Kyoya the truth.
He sat on the bed staring out of the window. It had been silent for a few days
since Mukuro had gotten back. The only time the door opened was when food was
being brought to him. Right now, Hibari just watched the raindrops slowly run
down the pane of the window. A small flinch came from him when the thunder
randomly roared, and the lightly struck, illuminating a light and a quick faint
shadow on the wall near the window from the other source of light on the other
side of the room.
The head quickly turned to stare at the other male. His clothes drenched and a
frown on his face, before his rose and smiled weakly. Hibari soon got up and
helped him back to the bed. Sitting down, he stroked the illusionist's hair
gently when the head fell onto his lap.
"M-Mukuro... At least remove your jacket and shoes!"
  He looked towards a flustered Hibari, then began to sit up and removing his
  jacket and then moved to take off his boots, before lying his head, back on
  Hibari's lap. The president just sat there stroking his hair, as the other
  stayed silent. It was strange for Mukuro to be so quiet, but then he seemed
                        exhausted for some odd reason.
      "Mukuro... What's going on... I mean, out there. With Nami-Middle?"
   Mukuro didn't answer him, and just stayed silent, which slightly annoyed
  Hibari. He hadn't been updated for a few weeks now about anything that was
 going on outside of this room he was locked up in. Okay, yes Mukuro had been
away for a three days, so he couldn't tell him during that period of time, but
he could still update Hibari, after he had gotten back, but it had been a week
since the illusionist returned, and nothing was said. He shook the illusionist
 a little, before the other stirred and turned towards him, frowning at being
woken up. Though, he sighed and lifted himself into a sitting position, before
                        pulling the other towards him.
        "Everything is fine. You don't need to worry, I promise Lark."
  Obsidian eyes just glared at him, before he shook his head and frowned. The
blue-haired teen just wrapped his arms around the president, hugging him gently
 and after a few minutes, Mukuro released the other, and then laid down again.
  Hibari just looked at him and lowered his head, before turning to the door.
Since Mukuro never locked it when he came into the room, if he waited till the
              other was asleep for definite then he could escape.
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 The door opened, before his name was called, except it was rushed and then it
  went silent, as the door closed. When the silence continued, Mukuro looked
  towards the one who disturbed him, irritated. Before noticing they were the
       only two in the room, Mukuro sat up and glared towards the other.
                                 "What is it?"
                "Uhm. Sawada and the other ones have arrived."
                               "What about him?"
 "Kaka-pi, uh, locked him in the secret room, so they wouldn't find him, after
we found him roaming the building about half an hour ago." Ken gulped. "It was
                        difficult, he kept struggling."
  Mukuro nodded as he frowned, the brat and his little followers had arrived
  earlier that he thought they would. That meant trouble, plus how far behind
  could the vindice be now? His Lark nearly escaped as well. He, himself was
                          exhausted. Mukuro blinked.
                             "What about the kid?"
                 "Uhm. Fuuta? He is still upstairs in a daze."
 "Okay. We need to hold Sawada Tsunayoshi off and his friends. Ken, make sure
  the others are ready, and then just hold the brats off as much as you can."
       "Alright, I'll tell Kaka-pi. Are you going to him, Mukuro-sama?"
The other was silent, but that was the only confirmation Ken needed, before he
 left the other alone, not before letting out a small annoyed scowl. He glared
  at the door as it closed, before lowering his head, and sitting there with
 gritted his teeth, thinking to himself about everything that could happen, if
 he didn't get rid of the Sawada and his little group. 'If they find my Lark,
 they are definitely going to take him away, and when they do, they will come
  after me, and that would lead to being caught by the Mafia. I refuse to let
this happen.' Slipping out of the bed, he soon left the room, and headed to the
 top floor to confront the Ranking kid, before heading to see the committee's
  president. He knew exactly what room Ken was on about, so he didn't have to
                      worry about searching the building.
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 Hibari sat against the wall of the small-ish room. It wasn't that bad, but he
was in pain. Since Mukuro was asleep, the two others that always followed him,
had to use force, unlike the illusionist. So, he struggled and that lead to him
being forced, and then knocked out. Just to stirr and wake up in this room. The
 strange part was, there was no doors or windows in this one, well no windows,
  and the door was probably designed to blend with the walls. He didn't quite
                        understand so he just left it.
   Sighing he leaned his head back and frowned. 'His going to be annoyed...'
Thinking quietly, before lowering his head and closing his eyes again, at least
he could try and sleep a little more. Save his energy. Though he still wondered
 what was going on out there and why in hell's sake, Mukuro kept it from him.
                             'Stupid, Carnivore.'
Mumbling quietly as he trailed one of his fingers down a crack in the floor. He
 didn't lift his head when the door opened, instead he continued to follow the
  crack. Though when the footsteps stopped in front of him, his obsidian eyes
looked up at the mismatched ones. Hibari inwardly winced at the scowl that the
 other was wearing, but didn't even think to show it on the outside. He didn't
 care to much on what Mukuro was thinking, because if he did then he wouldn't
 really have anytime to actually operate how he felt himself, and right now he
  was feeling irritated and trapped. The president only tried to escape that
room, because he has had enough of staring at the same goddamn walls day in and
                                   day out.
                         "Why... Did you try to run?"
He sighed before lowering his head. Black strands covering his obsidian eyes a
 little. "Why did I run?" He frowned before lifting himself off the ground. "I
 ran, and tried to get aqay, because I was fed up with being in the same room
                             day in and day out!"
  He glared at the other, as Mukuro glared back. The illusionist was a little
 shocked that after the amount of days the two had been together, this was the
 first time that Hibari had raised his voice towards the other. So when he was
 shoved a little to put space between himself and the president, Mukuro didn't
             even blink before slapping the elder across the face.
 Hibari just stared at the floor and tentatively set a hand against his cheek
 before turning back towards Mukuro. He was a little worried, but also pissed
   off that he had the nerve to slap him. Especially after the days of being
          caring and protective over him. This was pushing the mark.
                            "W-what... the hell?!"
Mukuro frowned and looked away. He didn't say anything and that just pissed the
   latter off again. Hibari soon tackled Mukuro to the ground and sat on the
others chest, a fistful of the other's shirt, as he raised his hand, curling it
 into a fist before watching the mismatched eyes turn away from him, and then
                   coming back, and turning away once more.
                                        

 After the last punch, Mukuro grabbed his fist and pulled him down before his
spare hand wrapped an arm around Hibari's waist pulling the younger one close.
  Hibari trembled, before calming down. Burying his head into the illusionist
                  neck, Hibari strained to get his words out.
 "Kyoya." The illusionist felt the body in his arms tense up at his name, but
 when a nod against his neck was made, Mukuro continued, "I want you to run."
   The other soon perched himself above the illusionist and stared into the
mismatched eyes, looking to see if the other was just joking about, yet Hibari
           couldn't find any signs of the other just joking around.
                             "W-Wait... W-why...?"
                      "Because. Then I know you are sa-"
                              "What about you!?"
                          "Fe, and out of their re-"
                                "Who's reach?"
  Mukuro visible twitched before he flipped them over, pinning Hibari to the
     ground. The other teen struggled a little, but Mukuro just sat on the
guardian's thighs, and pinned his wrists either side of the boys head. Obsidian
 eyes widen a little as he stared at Mukuro, a pang of guilt rang through his
      body, as the bruise started to show against the others complexion.
 "Just... Listen." A single nod, before a small sigh left the younger teen. "I
 want you to run, so they don't catch you. Go back to Nami-Middle, and do what
              you were doing before you became involved with me."
                                    "But-"
"Kyoya." The presidents cheeks soon flustered, when the other set his hands on
 his cheek, and rested his forehead against Hibari's. "Please. Just do this."
Hibari gritted his teeth, nodding a little, before wrapping his arms around the
 illusionist, tightly gripping the others shirt. Mukuro had never said please
before, so whatever he wanted him to run from had to be serious, and even if he
 didn't want to, God forbid he disobeyed Mukuro after having the younger teen
                     ask him and add please in the demand.
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It was after that, which then allowed Hibari to run, he wasn't expecting to see
 the troublemaker Gokudera, at this place, although after what happen to their
friend Sasagawa. It was no surprise. Obsidian stared into green eyes, irritated
 yet there was one emotion that Gokudera couldn't exactly make out before the
    bomber disappeared after getting help from the committee's president on
 defeating Mukuro's two minions. Hibari enjoyed that, he'd been waiting for a
              chance to do that, after they had knocked him out.
The next thing on Hibari's list, was to make his decision. Help out Sawada and
 his friends against Mukuro or do as Mukuro said and run, so those people who
     the illusionist wanted to protect him from didn't find and grab him.
   Deciding to go with Gokudera, he made his way to the room where he first
battled Mukuro, before being lead to a different section. Reaching the area, he
glared towards the two in the center of the room, and the baby before frowning.
                 'So... This is what he was hiding from me...'
***** Disobedience and Separation *****
Chapter Summary
     After being classed as a toy, Hibari feels his hatred towards Mukuro
     rise a little more. Hibari is dragged into the fight between Tsuna
     and Mukuro, unwilling. Seeing this as a punishment for not doing as
     Mukuro asked, Hibari allows it before falling unconscious.
     He then wakes up in the committee room, at Nami-Middle.
Chapter Notes
     The beginning will be before Hibari and Gokudera arrived. So the
     dispute between Tsuna and Mukuro mostly.
     Then it's the small battle between Mukuro and Hibari.
     After that I'm going to skip the rest, to the end where Mukuro is
     taken and Hibari wakes up in the committee room.
Heterochromian eyes widen in anticipation, when the brunette had tangled his
feet up, after running to attack him directly, just to have the whip backlash,
hitting himself in the face, and leading to his current situation.
A laugh came from the male sitting and watching the show. "You always manage to
surprise me." Setting his head into the Palm of his hand as he watched the two.
Whilst Tsuna refused to allow Futa, to get his hands on the tridant. Noticing
the same thing that had happened to Lancia, caused frustration to build up
within Tsuna, before he gasp when he eventually noticed Futa had gained the
tridant, and was about to attack. Gritting his teeth, he inwardly sighed.
"It's not your fault." When the boy stopped mid attack, Tsuna soon turned
serious. "It's definitely not your fault!" A small smile appeared, but the
brunette was still serious. "We're all on your side! Don't worry, you can come
back to us!"
Futa backed off slightly as be gripped his hair, the reaction causing Mukuro to
frown, and let out a grunt of annoyance. This would be more challenging than he
expected if the kid had figured out what it took to break the mind control.
'Oya.. The mind control is coming undone...?' the heterochromian gaze continued
watching the events unfold as he thought to himself. 'So... He managed to guess
his greatest wish...' a quiet chuckle came from him, as he sat there.
When the kid collapsed, is when Mukuro spoke up. The illusionist casually spoke
about their reason for being in Japan, and why he had kidnapped Futa. With each
word Mukuro said, he could tell the next in line boss' anger was rising, and
when he had finished, after Reborn added in his own input about the teen's
little scheme to flush out Tsuna and his friends, that's when Tsuna decided to
but in.
"So, you abused an innocent little boy... Like Futa..." Standing up, Tsuna
turned and glared towards the convict. "Mukuro Rokudo! What do you take people
for?!"
A grin soon made itself present, as blue-red eyes widened in delight at the
question.
"Toys... I suppose."
"Don't give me that carp!"
The brunette approached the other ready to attack, as Mukuro just muttered
about having to deal with him so soon, and soon passed the boy, and stood
perfectly fine as Tsuna cried out in pain, and Reborn confronting the blue-
hairer male about his attack.
They continued talking over the details, but not too much detail on Mukuro's
powers about the six realms and the skills he gained. Just to be called a
monster, and to retaliate back to the baby about his curse.
As soon as the illusion began, Tsuna began to panic, before Reborn punched him
to snap him out of it, and Mukuro just asked why he wasn't attacking him. As
they conversed, before Mukuro decided to try another way, and soon activate his
skills from the animal realm.
"This must be another illusion?"
"Kufufu... Those are real venomous snakes."
"No way..."
As the snakes continued to approach, Tsuna tried to get them to back off whilst
Mukuro continued to converse with Reborn, about what he was going to do, now
that his student was surrounded by venomous snakes, just waiting to attack the
brunette. "Don't push your luck Mukuro." As soon as the baby muttered those
words, the snakes went to attack, and Reborn just smiled, "I'm a first rate
tutor." The dispute was soon interfered when he dodged the familiar weapon,
sensing the attack, someone to warn the Vongola tenth in advance, before his
snakes soon taken out by a group of bombs.
"Hibari-san! Gokudera-kun!" A relieved smile made its way on to Tsuna face,
seeing the two. "You two..."
"See Mukuro. Tsuna isn't the only one I'm training."
The illusionist soon glared towards the door, seeing the two new arrivals, as
obsidian eyes glared towards him, before he averted them and looked towards the
bomber, soon dropping him on the floor, muttering something about returning a
favour. Tsuna just paled when Hibari dropped Gokudera, and Mukuro chuckled
inwardly at the lark's actions, but still serious on the outside, and annoyed
that the elder teen, didn't do as he said - which was to run away.
And that made him angrier, than what he already was. 'What the hell are Chikusa
and Ken doing!?' He would soon find out.
"I see audience members are joining..." Tilting his head, the illusionist soon
began glaring towards the two, though mostly towards Hibari in annoyance. "What
could Chikusa be doing?"
A small huff came from the silver-haired kid, "Four eyes Freak is taking a nap
with the Animal freak downstairs..."
"I see.."
They all looked towards Tsuna as he looked surprised, and praised Gokudera for
taking out the two, yet only to be even more shocked when the bomber had owned
up to, the one taking the duo out not being himself.
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The raven-haired male picked up his tonfa's before gripping them tightly. The
illusionist had lied to him, and kept everything a secret about everything
being fine. Although he seemed just the same as usual on the outside, except
slightly more injured now, after fighting against Ken and Chikusa. Hibari, on
the inside was hurting, he knew he couldn't trust Mukuro, but that wasn't what
was hurting him. It was the fact that, he was now going up against him, and
Hibari didn't see one single gleam of worrisome or that small hint of care in
the others eyes. The only emotion he saw was anger and annoyance, when he
entered the room, and it hurt. Yet being Kyoya Hibari, the president would
never show that feeling, well not when himself and Mukuro were surrounded by
others anyway.
"Are you ready?"
He stood up straight, hair covering the pained gleam in his eyes, as the
illusionist looked towards him.
"So... Scary." Tilting his head, he smiled a smug grin. "But don't interfere
with the Vongola and me." Looking away, he still smirked, though inside he knew
he wanted to help the bird. "Besides, you should barely be able to stand. Since
you've broken a number of bones."
Brown eyes shimmered in worry as he listened to what Mukuro was saying. Hibari
inwardly growled at all the facts the illusionist had pointed out. It was true
the damage he went through, but it wasn't just the broken, bones that Mukuro
was implying towards. Yes he had some, and they healed slowly - would've been a
bit faster if the blue-haired male didn't decided to play with him.
He turned towards the younger teen, and glared towards the male. No matter how
caring he had been, Hibari wasn't going to forgive him for everything else he
had done. The most important thing being, what he did only a few days after
they had chained him up.
"Are those your last words?"
"You say such amusing things, but I guess I have no choice." He grinned, as his
eye changed to the number four. "I guess I'll eliminate you first." He sighed,
before going to attack. 'Even if I don't want to...' Thinking quietly to
himself, and approached his lark. "I'll make it quick."
Hibari let out a small grunt, as he blocked the illusionist's physical attack.
Tsuna watched in amazement, as they continued attack and dodging, not landing
any physical hits yet. "How do you define quick?" Hibari asked as they
continued to battle, his reply was that annoying laugh, that he was just so
used to. Whilst Reborn spoke about how they were developing quickly to their
opponents, and Tsuna just mumbling about the ravenette's strength.
"I see that your right... If he wasn't injured, it would be difficult to judge
the outcome of this match."
Though everything stopped when Hibari staggered, his shoulder soon being
stained as the White soaked up the red. Tsuna called out the teen's name, and
yet Mukuro brushed his call away, with a announcement of ending the match
quickly. Obsidian eyes watched as the red eye changed to one. Hibari knew
exactly what was coming next.
As expected, he trembled when, the pink petals started to fall around him.
Reborn explaining to Tsuna the reason for the behaviour changed in the
president. Mukuro laughed a little as he watched the one he had grown so
attached to. A sinking feeling made itself present in the pit of his stomach,
like he knew exactly how their ways were going to go after the final battle.
"Now kneel before me."
A small stumbled and he smiled, though it looked like a smile of enjoyment to
the other room occupants, but it was the exact opposite for Mukuro himself.
Although he wasn't expect the outcome, as he was soon attacked, Hibari landed a
physical hit on the illusionist, as Gokudera explained that Shamal had given
him a short term cure for Hibari's illness, and once more Mukuro was attacked.
Once the illusionist was down, the others began to celebrate, tough at that
moment Hibari collapsed as well.
"He was fighting on pure instincts. He must of been upset about looking the
first time."
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A day after everything had happened, the Acrobaleno said on the couch opposite
the one in use, as he quietly drank his tea. Continuing his wait for the other
to wake up. After Mukuro had been taken by the vindice with the others, the
rest had been taken to.the hospital. As to be expected Hibari only stayed their
until he woke up, and then soon disappeared. The doctors and nurses probably
already knew from when they patched him up, what went on whilst he was missing,
but Hibari had planned to keep that from the others around him. They didn't
need to know.
'Oya... Wake up... My little Lark...'
Obsidian eyes soon opened as he stared at the ceiling in slight shock, before
frowning. He as at the school, so did he imagine, Mukuro calling him? Turning
his head towards the baby he sat, up as the other looked at him.
"Hibari. We need a long talk."
The teen looked away, figuring that the Arcobaleno wanted to know what had
happened, whilst he was held captive. Though, Hibari knew this, he was not
going to willingly tell the baby, about something that could cause more trouble
for Mukuro. So he just quietly sat there, before laying back down, with his
back to the baby.
Hibari wasn't going to reveal anything.
***** I'm not Talking. *****
Chapter Summary
     Reborn continues to try and get information out of Hibari, and Ryohei
     also helps, but nothing seems to work.
Chapter Notes
     Not gonna make excuses. I forgot about this. I sorry.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Hibari continued to lay on the couch, he was ignoring anything Reborn was
saying to him, not wanting to actually reveal anything that happened with
Mukuro whilst being held hostage. The ravenette, just closed his eyes, blocking
out the background sounds so he could sleep again. The one thing that mostly
came to mind though, as he tried to sleep was the fact he had heard Mukuro's
voice, and he didn't know how or why. Mukuro was gone, so how did he still have
a hold over Hibari?
The baby just sighed as he realised that the president wasn't listening at all
to him anymore, and made his way to the couch the teen was on, before shaking
the kid away, notcing the flinch that Hibari couldn't control when he shook him
awake. Obsidian eyes turned to large beady black orbs, as Reborn sat on the arm
rest.
"Hibari. We need to talk."
"... No..."
It was all he got from the teen, before the other curled back up slightly,
trying to fall asleep once more.
"Sooner or later. You will talk about what happened."
That was the last thing Hibari had heard for the rest of the day, after the
door to the office closed, leaving him in utter and gladly welcomed silence to
fall asleep in. He didn't want help, he could get through this by himself, he
just needed time and it was something that Reborn was obviously not one to
give.
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                                  'Kyoya...'
  Hibari moved slightly on the couch, hearing the voice again and gritted his
  teeth. Why was he hearing Mukuro? The younger teen was wherever Reborn had
  said, when he wasn't listening to the baby ramble, about half an hour ago.
 'Beacause. I want you to.' The soft chuckle rang through his head. 'Only you
                          can hear me at the moment.'
Slowly opening his eyes, the kid looked at his surroundings, seeing the fields
instead of the office he was in. Sitting he looked around biting the inside of
                                his bottom lip.
                                  "Kyoya..."
  Looking behind him, Hibari froze, he stared blankly at the male a few steps
 behind him. Too much emotion was passing through Hibari, that he didn't even
  know what to do with half of them. He wanted to hug the other, but he also
            wanted to close hid eyes and end up back in the office.
A flinch ran through Hibari when arms wrapped around him, it felt too real, but
   he knew that it want real, not as real as he wanted. He wanted to see the
 younger in the flesh, but he was somewhere else in the world, a place Hibari
                               couldn't get to.
                                  "Kyoya...?"
Lifting his arms, he set his hands against Mukuro's back. Why didn't you run...
He faltered, before gripping the white shirt that Mukuro was wearing. He could
touch this version of Mukuro, just like how Mukuro could touch him. Why did you
get caught... You could've ran as well... Thats was the younger wanted to ask.
 He really did. Nothing would come out though, well nothing except the broken
 cry of the younger's name as he hugged the illusion? Dream version? Whatever
                          version of Mukuro this was.
  "I'm sorry. I don't have much strength where I am, so I won't be able to do
                              this all the time."
 Then why do it? He really did want to talk. He didn't but he couldn't get the
words out. It was like something was holding him back. Why are you wasting what
                            energy you have on me?
  "I... Have to go now Kyoya. Chikusa and Ken should be in Namimori, or close
                                     by."
The elder looked up slightly at Mukuro, the panic evident in his obsidian orbs,
    as the mismatched ones just looked back at him. Mukuro ran a thumb over
Hibari's cheek, and even if he didn't want to, the teen leaned into the touch,
             before feeling the ghostly touch of lips on his own.
                             "See you soon Kyoya."
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Instantly he sat up on the couch, widened eyes as he looked around seeing that
he was still in the office. Which lead to the conclusion that it was a dream
illusion, and possibly Mukuro's only way of contact. Running his hands through
his black strands, before wrapping his arms around his legs and pulling them
closer to himself, biting his lip a bit. Why was he so damn reliant on Mukuro
now? Hibari knew, the reason deep down, but he didn't want to admit it, because
of his pride.
When the door opened, Hibari stared at the arrival, he frowned a little and
looked away. It was only the elder Sasagawa, and he was probably only here
because Reborn sent him. A sigh left Hibari, as Ryohei took a seat on the
opposite couch, after closing the door behind him.
"What do you want?" Rubbing his eyes a little the elder glared at the other,
before Ryohei frowned. "The baby sent you right?"
"Yeah. What's up with you...? You seem off lately..."
"Nothing is wrong. Just... Stop asking."
"It's Mukuro... isn't it."
'Not a question.' Hibari noted to himself. 'A statement. That was a statement.'
"Of course it is. After all, you did go missing for a few weeks."
"Shut up."
"He could have done a lot during that time."
"Stop..." He lowered his gaze, his hair shielding his face the best it could.
"Please... Just. Stop talking about it."
"So something did happen, but you wont say what."
Again. It was a statement, and Hibari stayed quiet. It was all Ryohei needed to
confirm he was on the right track.
"Something other that the fights you both had..."
"Ryohei... Please drop it."
"You know Reborn won't give up on trying to get it out of you."
Hibari looked at Ryohei as the younger smiled a little before granting the
presidents wish and left the office, leaving Hibari alone to his thoughts. Of
course Hibari knew that Reborn wouldn't leave him alone, not until he got what
he wanted, but doing that and finding out what happened, it could lead to more
trouble, which was the very reason why Hibari wasn't saying anything to anyone
about what happened whilst he was Mukuro's little prisoner.
Laying back down, Hibari sighed and rolled onto his side to fall back to sleep.
The president just hoped that Sawada's lackeys didn't find the two that
obviously escaped from where they were taken to, in case the two decided to
blurt out everything that happened during that time. Although he didn't think
they would, since that would be causing more trouble for Mukuro, and Mukuro
didn't need anymore than what he already had to deal with.
Chapter End Notes
     Its short because... I left it for a long time I kinda forgot what I
     was actually meant to write... But here... I guess this'll do for a
     comeback of almost a year...
     Sorry again guys! )':
***** Details are Important. *****
Chapter Notes
     Look who is still alive?!??!
     Shock horror.
     I remembered something.
When you were held captive by someone you think you would come to detest them
and everything about them, unless there was something stopping that from
happening. It's kinda what was happening with Hibari at this moment in time.
The committee president had slept maybe even just chilled on the school rooftop
or tbe disciplinary office during school hours, but once he was home it was a
different ball game.
During school he had to keep a front up so he wouldn't be asked question, even
if that didn't stop Reborn. He could hide the harsh feelings that have
materialised inside of him behind is cold aloof facade, but at home it was
slightly more difficult. Like now, sitting at the table with his parents eating
dinner. It was difficult to hide the pain from your parents. You don't hide
stuff from them, You just trust them not to disown you once they find out and
realise what it all meant.
"Kyoya... Are you sure you are fine...?"
A small nod, before he continued to chew on another vegetable. His father
sighed and went back to his dinner as well.
"We can book another appointment with the hospital."
"I'm fine, Mother... Please, don't do that." Setting his chopsticks down he
gulped a little. "There is no need. I... I just need to rest that's all."
"Okay dear. If you can't eat anymore, You may leave."
Hibari nodded and stood up before moving his dishes to the sink and then
bidding his parents goodnight. Moving down the halls to his room. He was
thankful his room was in a different section of their house to his parents
otherwise they would know exactly what was wrong with him and wouldn't need to
ask.
Closing his door Hibari soon sighed leaning against it. His obsidian gaze just
staring at nothing as he softly chewed on his lip. He hated how he felt, and he
hated the stupid illusionist for making him feel this way, But he would
honestly tell Reborn what had happened and kill Mukuro himself if he wasn't
feeling so lost without the younger.
Honestly he waits every night or even during the day just to be rewarded with
nothing. Well except fulfilling basic urges somehow, and Hibari hates himself
for how he does it, but he honestly can't help it. He doesn't like remembering
what happened back then, but nothing else works anymore. Sighing to himself the
teen soon shook his head before going to lie down. He might as well just try
and sleep for school tomorrow. Just for one night, maybe he'll forget
everything.
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                                   "Kyoya..."
  Hibari took in a deep breath before curling in on himself and choking out a
    sob. Shaking his head, trying to ignore the voice. Just one more night.
     "Hmm... The Lark doesn't want to see me? Alright then... I'll save my
                                  energy..."
 Another gasp before it was silent. Kyoya sat up and trembled. Seeing that he
was in his room, before a broken sob of the illusonists name left his mouth. He
pulled his knees closer and gripped his hair a little. How much longer does he
                            have to deal with this?
                            "I'm sorry... Kyoya..."
  "Ba...stard..." The quiet laugh made Hibari take in a shaky breath. "H-how
                              much... longer...?"
                  "I..." There was a sigh. "I'm not sure..."
Raising his head a small shiver ran through Hibari. He was back into that weird
  field, and he quickly wiped his eyes before gritting his teeth. His breath
                hitching at the ghostly touch against his skin.
"W-what..." Hibari swallowed a little. "What am I meant to say to everyone..."
   He looked at the younger. "I... I don't know how long I can keep it from
                                   them..."
 "I trust you Kyoya... You'll figure it out." Again the small ghost like kiss
    had Hibari choking up. "You're smart, Lark. You'll think of something."
                                "I hate you..."
                            "That's fine with me."
                     "So much. Why did you do this to me?"
 "Hmm..." Mukuro frowned before removing his hands from Hibari. "At first... I
   just wanted to mess with Namimori... and Sawada..." The younger painfully
  smiled at the glare aimed at him. "B-but... Then I don't know... Something
                                  changed..."
                              "You... Used me..."
  "That was the intention at first..." Mukuro sighed as Hibari just crouched
               down. "But like I said. Something changed Kyoya."
                  "I... I don't care... you used me Mukuro."
Mukuro frowned before kneeling in front of him. Firmly holding the elders chin
  and staring at him. Hibari gulped a little and trembled before reaching out
  towards the younger. A whimper of the others name caused something to snap
  inside of Mukuro before he crashed their lips together. He didn't have much
                 time left, he already spent too much energy.
                          "Stupid.... Illusionist..."
                                  "Kyoya..."
The elder trembled in his arms before nodding, Kyoya knew what he was going to
say, and it didn't stop the painful sob from leaving Hibari, or the muffled cry
  when everything disappeared and he was back in his room again. Hibari just
                 found himself curling into his bed once more.
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The next day at school was ten times more difficult than usually. Not only did
he have to put up with his parents, Reborn and Sawada and his little idiots.
Hibari had to now deal with Kusakabe asking questions.
 "I am fine. Stop with all the questions!"
Huffing Hibari soon left the office to patrol the school, he clenched his fists
tightly. The students soon hurrying to their classes, so they didn't have to
deal with Hibari. So he continued to check every spot in the school, hoping he
didn't have to deal with skipping students.
 
 
"Hibari-san."
A small frown set itself into his features as he glared at the two of them.
Whatever happened next Hibari didn't remember. All he remembers is, wasn't
Sawada and his friends the good guys supposedly, and if so why was he currently
being kidnapped of some sort?
 
 
When he was practically slapped with water, Hibari gasped before struggling a
little. He bit his lip and took in a shaky breath. Why? Why was Reborn doing
this?
"Hibari-san... Time to talk."
"T-There is nothing to talk about."
"Hibari-san... What happened with Mukuro Rokudo."
"Nothing!" He took in another shaky breath. "We fought... And he won!" Hibari
struggles more against the ropes and gritted his teeth. "That was it. Now let
me go."
Reborn stared at the teen as he struggled with the bonds. His body trembling
taking in each shaky breath. He knew the kid was lying. It was hard to tell
during school hours but when alone with him, Reborn could tell Hibari was
lying.
"How about you stop lying. Stop trying to cover up for Mukuro."
"Stop saying his name!"
He snapped. Hibari finally snapped. Gritting his teeth the teen felt his whole
body just drop in the chair. The struggling stopped and the only thing left was
the quiet choked sobs.
"Please. Just stop." Biting his lip. "I don't want to talk about it... Ever."
 
 
Choking, the teen rolled over and lifted himself off the floor as he coughed,
rubbing at his eyes before letting out a small sigh. Just a dream. Hibari
looked around before biting his lip and standing up to head back to the office
before going home. Seemed he really K.O'd. Though when he entered the office he
stared at the baby and the other male and frowned painfully.
"It... wasn't a dream... was it?"
Hibari slid down the door of the office and wrapped his arms over his head.
"Hibari-san. You have to understand that we are only curious because you are
not acting like yourself." Reborn began before Hibari lifted his head a little
and crossed his arms over his knees. "We just want to help you. We understand
you don't want it, but we are concerned."
"I... I can't..." Hibari buried his head into his arms. "I can't tell you...
I'm sorry but I don't want to relieve that."
"Do you mean the battle?" Reborn stared at the boy before continuing "Or do you
mean whatever happened inbetween the battle and our arrival?"
"Reborn... Maybe... We should leave it for now."
"Dino. I understand it is difficult... But if it helps with the case against
Rokudo Mukuro. I must know."
The flinch than hit Hibari's body at the sound of the name instantly left him
breathless. Dino looked at the kid when he heard the faint gasp and soon made
his way over go the teen. Hibari panicked hearing the footsteps and flinched
away when Dino reached out to him.
"Don't... Don't touch me!"
Reborn stared at the teen, before Hibari stood up and grabbed his bag and
blazer and left the office. As Dino stared at Reborn and the baby lowered his
head before sighing.
"This might be worse than I thought Dino."
***** It's (not) Okay. I'm (not) Fine. *****
Chapter Notes
     P.S. please don't mention the grammar and spelling... I haven't slept
     yet and it's really early morning for me. I'll sort it out later.
     Kay. I am only saying this once and once only.
     So. Hibari is slightly ooc, but he isn't the only one! Mukuro is
     gonna be ooc as well. So let's clear this up yeh. Here is a brief of
     what has happened so far.
     Hibari is dealing with past sexual assault (see chapter 2) and held
     as a hostage (chapter 2 - 7). Hibari has a minor PTSD (sexual assult)
     he also has STOCKHOLM SYNDROME (basic being held hostage and not
     wanting to be a nark and dobbing said person (Mukuro) whole held him
     hostage, to any form of public service (Reborn) and what happened.
     Always wanting to run back to that person.) He also has his pride,
     but Pride can be easily broken when reminded of a traumatic
     experience like his time being a hostage.
     MUKURO (Ohoboy here we go) He is basic crazy anyway. HE PLAYED
     Hibari, but got WAAAY to close. Sent to Vindice and now has
     Separation anxiety. Dude, it's like Homesickness¹⁰ he doesnt want to
     be away from Hibari (hence the "Illusion Strolls into the Daily Life
     of Hibari Kyoya - Book by Mukuro" tag.) He wants to break out, go
     back to Hibari and the Kokuyo Gang. He wants Hibari's attention, but
     he can't because he is locked up.
     I CAN'T really say much, it will spoil the fic. But please. Istg READ
     THE TAGS. they explain what is happening in brief. The rest will be
     in the story. It's gonna have a lot of ups and downs.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
A gasp rang throughout the bedroom as Hibari trembled, tangled up in his
sheets. Why did they have to mention his name again? Why did the other have to
try and reach out to him? Hibari whimpered as he gripped the cloth. He could
feel his body heating up as he shivered and let out short raspy moans. The
brush of the fabric against his skin made him shiver, And every time he closed
his eyes, that same scenario would repeat itself. Each time it had him gasping
for air and whining the same name. Yet each time Hibari was left empty, because
no. Those hands won't touch his body again, the mismatched eyes won't stare at
his, the long limbs of the younger teen won't hold him close. All because
Reborn and Sawada had decided to come to the rescue and do their job.
"Fuck."
Hibari buried his head into his pillow that night and cried. He knows he hasn't
been acting like himself. He knows. He also knows he has to do something about
it, Mukuro was counting on him for that much, and Hibari was trying, but it was
insufferable to hide how much he wanted the illusionist.
"Ha~anh!"
His toes curled against the sheets as his felt his back arch, eyes tightly
shut, whimper and moans leaving his mouth, tearing themselves without
permission from his throat. It is fine in one form, he was at the age. He was
allowed to do this, but the way he does it, what he remembers to get off like
this. That wasn't okay. It was self torture. Teeth gnawing at the cracked skin
of his bottom lip, the faint taste of copper hitting his tongue before he
muffled his moan as he trembled, the single name on the tip of his tongue
before the warm feeling of his release covered his chest and his body dropped
back onto his bed.
If his parents saw him now, Hibari really wondered what they'd think. Their son
getting himself off to the thought of another male, a younger male who was in a
lockdown prison on the other side of the world.
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Come morning's arrival Hibari found himself oversleeping. He had cleaned
himself up before going back to bed on wobbly tired legs. His dream was not
pleasant at all, just a constant reminder of how much they fought during his
confinement. A reminder of how betrayed look Mukuro his behind his calm facade,
when he had joined the scene with Gokudera.
He dragged his body into a seat position, when a knock against his door was
heard, followed by his mother's voice. Then Hibari checked his phone and sighed
at the time. Getting dressed, Hibari soon headed out to eat something.
"Ah. Kyoya... Can you do me a favour and pop to the shop?"
"Huh... Uhm... Sure, Mother."
Hibari lowered his head to continue to each before he heard the quiet clicks of
his mother's heels, come closer to him. Don't flinch. Don't flinch. Don't
flinch. Gritting his teeth, Hibari stood his ground as his mother ruffled his
hair and gently kissed his forehead.
"If you go out, remember to lock up. Also your father and I are going on a
business trip."
"W-When?"
"We leave in the morning. Will you be okay, or would you like to come along.
Your father would be pleased if you did."
"I... I will be fine. Maybe next time."
"Alright Kyoya. Be safe, remember to lock the doors and windows and don't
forget to go to the shop."
"Yes Mother."
"Don't stay out too late either."
"Mother. I'm Seventeen, not twelve. Please."
"Alright. Just, be careful."
"I will. Now go before your late for work."
His mother sighed before heading to pick up her bag and coat before leaving the
house, and Hibari waited for the door to close before setting the chopsticks
down and dropping his head into his hands, his fingers tangling into the black
locks of hair as he held back the cry he so badly wanted to let out.
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  He sat there for a while, bowl and chopsticks pushed out of the way, as he
rested his head on his arms against the table. His breath hitched when he felt
the soft brush of fingers at the nape of his neck, And drowsily his raised his
 head, letting out a faint sigh. The quiet laughed had the elder teen relax a
         little more into the touch, before Hibari bit his bottom lip.
                                 "Mukuro..." 
                                    "Hmm.."
                         "I... I think Reborn knows."
   Hibari lowered his head, before gasping a little when the fingers tangled
  themselves further into strands. Pulling his head back a little, the elder
 stared into mismatched eyes, as Mukuro looked down at him. He didn't mean to.
                              He honestly didn't.
                                    "How?"
"He..." Hibari gulped. "Tied me up and kept mentioning you," A muffled whimper
 leaving him, when the younger tightened his grip. "Aah~ and when you kept me
                                   hostage."
                                    "Hmm."
Hibari flinched a little when Mukuro released his hair shoving his head forward
  -- Not so gently either -- and raised his hand. Last time he did something
 wrong, the bastard slapped him. Mukuro looked at him before lowering his hand
 and sighed. Though a knowing smirk soon replaced his frown, one Hibari didn't
                                     like.
                                  "Kyoya..."
                                   "W-What?"
  Hibari turned around in his seat, before his head was lifted to look at the
 younger as he leaned over him, his spare hand resting on the table. They both
froze as the door handle rattled a little. Hibari swallowed before Mukuro stood
         up fully, Hibari following in suit, turning towards the door.
                       "Tell me something... Mukuro..."
                         "What is it little Skylark."
                "It's not dream... It's an illusion... right?"
 "Kufu..fu... You could say that." Mukuro frowned a little. "It's more like...
            My illusion for myself... But more of a dream for you."
                              "Idiot. Herbivore."
           "Maybe... I'll see you soon, Mr. Disciplinary President."
                           "Don't... Toy with me..."
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Hibari bit his lip as he raised his head, before standing up, the warmth that
should've been behind him -- if it wasn't a dream -- now disappeared. Grabbing
the bowl and his chopsticks, as the front door opened revealing his father,
Hibari moved over to the sink. He didn't talk fo his father much compared to
his mother, but he still kept to house rules. As he washed the bowl, he thought
back a little on what Mukuro had said. The illusions werent for him, but for
Mukuro. Hibari flinched a little and quietly cussed, as he lifted his finger
from the water, staring at the trickle of blood. His mother must've forgot a
knife when doing the dishes.
"Are you okay, Kyoya?"
"I'm fine, father... Just caught a blade."
"Alright. Did you mother mention the business trip?"
"Yes father, and I have already said that I may go next time."
"Hmph. As you wish. I will see you later."
"Bye father."
Hibari relaxed as soon as the door closed again and frown, before going to find
the first aid kit. He just hoped Mukuro wouldn't show up for the next few days.
He seemed a little weaker than usual. It worried Hibari a little but not too
much.
 
 
Heading back to his room Hibari sighed, he still had so much to do today.
Shopping, homework even if he was the committee president at Nam-Middle, he
still had his own school work to do. After all, he was in his last year.
Closing the door he released a sigh before tending up and spinning around,
staring at the visitor on his desk. Blinking he frowned.
"What do you want, Child?"
"We need your skills..."
"Hmm? And if I refuse?"
"I'll still ask about Mukuro Rokudo."
Hibari lowered his head and gritted his teeth, before sighing then raising his
head again to stare at the baby, clenching his fists again.
"... Fine. If I accept?"
"I have a few strong opponents you maybe able to battle against."
"Hmm... Interesting." Frowning he shrugged and nodded. "I'll help, If you don't
mention him."
Reborn nodded his head and hopped off the desk before moving to the window,
tilting his hat, the baby soon left and Hibari sighed and dropped himself onto
his bed. Today had been wat too exhausting and he still had to go to the shop.
 
 
Obsidian eyes stared up at the pinkish orange sky, before sighing a little and
collapsing backwards onto the wooden panels. He had done the shopping like his
mother asked, and taken it back home as well as putting it all in their
rightful places. Now he could relax. A little bit of peace and quiet. Time to
think clearly about what he was going to do. Enjoy the sunset as he laid within
the shrine.
He avoided the main thought that always ran through his mind and instead
concentrated on what the baby had requested from him. So Sawada and his friends
needed his help, and if he agreed in return he got to battle with some strong
opponents. He had school tomorrow, it was going to be exhausting again.
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Walking to school was a boring thing in life. There was not doubt about it, but
everyone had to put up with it. Upon arriving at said place, Kyoya once again
took a deep breath and continued to walk. They didn't need to know, no one did.
He could hide it. He could still hide it.
"Hibari-san..." Pausing, Hibari glared towards the brunette as the younger
flinched and back up. "I-I'm sorry! I... just came to apologize f-for
yesterday. A-ah... Reborn was in t-the wrong."
Hibari stood there before nodding and letting out a small huff, and just
continued to walk into the school building. Why should the herbivore be the one
to apologize when it should be the arcobaleno himself. Honestly this school was
full of idiots.
"Ah. Hibari-san..."
"Kusakabe. If you ask me if I am alright, I will hurt you." Hibari glared at
his second in command. "Now take a few of the others and patrol the school
gates. Make sure no one is late."
"Yes sir."
Hibari dropped onto the couch and rested his head against the back of the
leather cushions. Keeping up a facade is hard. He honestly wished he never met
Mukuro, but then the younger was attacking Nami-Middle students, and as the
schools disciplinary president, Hibari couldn't allow that to go on any longer.
He just really wasn't expecting that type of outcome. At all.
 
Chapter End Notes
     Honeslty dont ask me anymore on why Hibari isn't manly enough or why
     Reborn and the rest are there. IT'S Canon divergence. It's gonna be
     slightly different to the anime/manga. Please understand that.
     Also gonna get daily life stuff (it was in the manga and stuff. But
     you hardly saw Hibari's daily life ' Cause Tsuna was the main.) And
     maybe snippets of the Varia Arc... I'm not 100% sure but Chrome is
     definitely making an appearance.
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