Hibari bares his teeth at him when they meet oh so accidentally in front of Gokudera's room (when did it become that, Gokudera's room?).

"Fucking herbivore. Next time you won't cross my prey."

And that's fine because despite a brief and humiliating crush on Squalo Superbi, he has never been interested in Dino.

"As long as you know this one's mine now."

He wants to think he's saying this for Gokudera's sake but her remembers those cries of agony, broken music. Remembers that look of open pain and the way he can strangle him and get nothing but a placid, calm look that he wants to rip apart and there's something far more sinister boiling at the surface. Hibari sneers and smacks him with a tonfa, knocks him to his knees.

"Remember this. You won't always be around."

And Yamamoto snarls at that, taking Hibari by surprise and pushing him to the ground, a small dagger drawn up against his throat. They are two predators now, both fighting to piss on the same thing and there's this encompassing hate because Hibari did get to mark him when he could barely look at the man without seizing up with soft, stupid warm emotions that clash with the need to possess.

"Touch him again and that blonde bitch of yours will disappear."

Before it can escalate to a full blown fight, Reborn coughs, his face solemn.

"I did tell you Yamamoto."

And suddenly he feels ashamed of himself for fighting with family, but he doesn't regret it. And damn. He doesn't visit him tonight but that doesn't mean his dreams aren't painted with silver and green.