I want someone to die. Preferably by my hand.

Out of all the things Tsuna had expected Hibari's family to be, them being on the right side of the law sure wasn't one of them. If Tsuna had to be honest, he had been under the impression that the Hibari family was another yakuza family. It wasn't as if Hibari made any effort to squash the rumours flying about either.

He probably was preoccupied with squashing 'herbivores' instead.

"Tsuna-sama, are you alright?" one of the members of the Hisakata yakuza asked. Upon hearing the words 'Hibari', Tsuna's body had slipped into fight-or-flight mode, a conditioned reaction for anyone who studied in Namimori Middle. Quickly bringing himself back to the present, he gave a shaky smile.

"I'm fine. Thank you Kawada-san." Pointedly ignoring the blushing and the repeated whispers of 'Tsuna-sama remembered my name!', Tsuna turned back to the speaker. He was the kumichou's right-hand man.

"Hibari?" Tsuna questioned. The kumichou's right-hand man nodded.

"Yeah, Hibari-san, the carnivorous Private Investigator. There's no information he can't dig up, no one he can't find. The general public doesn't know much about him, but he's the bane of yakuza everywhere. He's also impossible to win against in a fight, no matter how many people he's fighting against."

Tsuna smiled awkwardly. That sounded like the Hibari-san he knew too. This Hibari that Tsuna was listening about had to be related to the Hibari-san in Namimori.

"Do… do you have a picture of him?" Tsuna asked. The kumichou's right-hand man gave him an odd look, but showed him the picture. Tsuna wanted to laugh hysterically after seeing it.

"This guy… He's cloned himself and I know his younger clone."

Hibari Masaru never thought that the yakuza in Namimori would work together to overpower him. Normally, he wouldn't have any problems but…

They had Kyoya with them.

In another world, Hibari Masaru would have died due to the yakuza grouping together, causing one Hibari Kyoya to start hating crowds, especially crowds formed by the weak. However, in this world, Hibari Masaru survived in the oddest way.

A baseball shot forth with an alarming speed, smashing into the face of the man who was restraining Kyoya. This allowed Kyoya to break free and further injure the man, all but turning him into a bloody smear on the ground.

"Haha," Yamamoto Takeshi laughed sheepishly. "Oops?"

"I'm so sorry!" Tsuna apologised profusely, scurrying forward to pick up the baseball. "I really don't know how to aim well!"

Everyone was staring blankly at the two children. They were so taken by surprise that they didn't even think of doing anything to them. Tsuna suddenly caught sight of Kyoya and smiled awkwardly.

"Good afternoon, Hibari-san," he greeted with utmost formality.

"Herbivore," Kyoya echoed the greeting, still feeling at a loss.

Tsuna looked around, seemingly more aware of what was going on. He paled a little and took in a deep breath to calm his nerves.

"Hibari-san, let's play together," Tsuna said as he gingerly wrapped his fingers around Kyoya's wrist and started to tug him away from the scene.

"Oh, Hibari's going to join the game? The more the merrier!" Yamamoto chirped. Both boys herded Kyoya away from the scene. Tsuna glanced back at Hibari Masaru and paused for a moment. When he came to a conclusion, he nodded to the man.

"Carnivore fathers need to return to their children," he said, no doubt having chosen his words carefully, and the three boys left the scene.

There was a pause before Hibari Masaru started to augh ominously.

"For threatening my child… I'll beat you to death."

Kyoya came to his senses when they were on the roof of a nearby building. He recognised the two boys that had brought him away from the crossfire. Sawada Tsunayoshi, an extremely timid herbivore who was unremarkable in every way; and Yamamoto Takeshi, ace of the baseball team with above average reflexes, but still an herbivore.

Herbivores who had rescued him and his father.

"Man, Tsuna. I didn't know you could throw that far and that hard," Yamamoto commented. Tsuna gave a noncommittal shrug.

"I didn't use to be able to, but things have changed. I like to think that I'm good at adapting to new situations, kind of like… a crow." Tsuna grinned, baring his teeth. Yamamoto didn't seem the least bit frightened, although Kyoya was instantly wary. How could Yamamoto not be on guard? Tsuna's entire demeanour screamed that he wouldn't be adverse to tearing someone apart and eating them alive.

Kyoya still remembered the simple herbivore he had believed the boy to be just a few months ago. When that Tsunayoshi become a carnivore?

Kyoya paused in his thoughts. No, the boy wasn't a carnivore. However, he wasn't an herbivore either. So, what was he?

Kind of like… a crow.

Crows were omnivores, weren't they? Neither herbivores nor carnivores. A new and entirely separate class, one that Kyoya hadn't taken into consideration before.

It was in that very moment that Hibari Kyoya's worldview shifted.

"You're the heir of the Hisakata Yakuza, aren't you?" Hibari Masaru asked. Tsuna laughed nervously. It looked like the kumichou's right-hand man was right in saying that there was no information that Hibari wasn't able to find.

"Yes… I am…" Tsuna admitted sheepishly. The older man narrowed his eyes.

"Why help me? I won't show the Hisakata any mercy just because you saved my life."

Tsuna blinked in confusion. "I never thought about that, actually. I helped out because you were Hibari-san's father. Hibari-san helped us a lot, so why shouldn't we help him?"

Kyoya scoffed. "Carnivores don't need any help," he muttered sullenly. Masaru flicked his son on the forehead, making the younger scowl.

"They do! An example would be crocodiles. Crocodiles are mighty carnivores that have existed since prehistoric times. Nile crocodiles have a symbiotic relationship with the Egyptian Plover Bird. It's a mutually beneficial relationship," Masaru lectured. Tsuna had no idea what he was talking about, but it seemed that Kyoya understood. A strange gleam seemed to enter the younger Hibari's eyes as he shifted his gaze to Tsuna.

"So Sawada Tsunayoshi is my Egyptian Plover Bird?" he asked. An odd look passed through Masaru's face as he placed a hand over his mouth to prevent himself from bursting into peals of laughter.

"Sure, let's go with that," Masaru agreed, sounding strangled.

"Hey, that's not fair!" Yamamoto protested petulantly. "Tsuna's mine."

What am I, a stuffed toy? What's an Egyptian Plover Bird anyway? Tsuna thought to himself.

"Oh?" Hibari narrowed his eyes. "In what way is he yours?" he challenged.

"Uh…" Yamamoto paused. "My mum said that she'll file a marriage engagement between Tsuna and me!" he said triumphantly. Hibari all but snarled as he turned to look at his father expectantly. Masaru shrugged and Tsuna buried his face in his hand. They were eleven right? Or rather, Yamamoto was eleven. Hibari was two years older than them. Why were the two of them acting like spoilt children?

"Hibari Masaru-san?" Tsuna asked quietly. When the man raised his eyebrow in acknowledgement, Tsuna continued. "Could you take Yamamoto back to Takesushi? I'm going to go stay in Tokyo for a while. Please don't tell anyone where I'm going."

"Good luck, Sawada."

Sent off with those ominous words, Tsuna made his way to a way where Hibari and Yamamoto would not be able to follow him.

Author's note

I read Haikyuu so the crow part is kind of taken from it. If Masaru suddenly becomes Masato, I'm sorry. I like Fon, he's my favourite.

Quote of the day: "Aiyah, human beings are just one big bacteria." – said by my friend when I told her to wash her hands before eating a snack.

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collegegirl Hibari didn't really react much to the yakuza thing. Imo, if it's not disturbing the peace in Namimori, then it's not his division.