Tsuna sat up slowly, flinching at the pain in his lower back as he brought the covers up over his bare chest. He couldn't understand. After… After everything? How could he? He hunched forward as tears welled up in his eyes, muffling a choked sob with his free hand. The person next to him stirred and he froze, trying to be as quiet as possible, going so far as to stop his breath.

"Tsunayoshi?" the person murmured as he sat up, moving closer to the brunette. "What's wrong?" He wrapped his arms around Tsuna's waist, head resting on his left shoulder.

Tsuna took a deep breath in hopes of calming himself down. "I...I want to go home. Please, let me go."

The person chuckled, pulling Tsuna closer to him. "Home? This is your home, as of now. I'm your home. You only need me. Do you understand, Tsunayoshi? You're mine." Tsuna stared blankly ahead for a moment before releasing a shuddering breath, his entire form shaking. "Understand?" the person asked again, his tone more forceful than before.

"Hai. I understand...Hibari-san."

"Hn. Kouya." Tsuna's breath hitched when Hibari's right hand trailed down to his thigh.

"Hai, Kyouya-san."

"I love you, Tsunayoshi."

Tsuna stayed quiet for a moment before slowly leaning into the warmth offered by Hibari, glancing up at where his face would be, though not being able to see his features because of the lack of light in the room. "I… I love you too, Kyouya-san."

"Hn, good." Hibari pulled Tsuna down with him, his arms around Tsuna's middle as he hugged the boy to his chest. Tsuna placed his hands against Hibari's bare chest, slowly drifting off into a peaceful, dreamless, slumber. Hibari smiled when Tsuna's breaths even out, hugging him closer. "You will be mine, forever. And your home, I will be."

Sawada Tsunayoshi, reported missing since two weeks ago. There have been no finding of any leads of where he could be but the police have found a suspect for his kidnapper. Hibari Kyouya has been named suspect and the authorities are currently looking into the matter. If you have the whereabouts of either of these two, please inform the police immediately.

Stockholm Syndrome - A Beautiful Thing

I wrote this at some point, after I was up in the middle of the night during finals week. But I wasn't sure if I should've posted it then or not. It's weird, and completely random and has no relation to...anything at all. But I'm writing a prequel for it, if you like this. Thanks for reading! BYE-BEE MY LOVELIES! ;D