Title: Dangerous Territory
Theme: #66. Dangerous Territory
Rating: K
Character/Pairing: D18
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Summary: Surprisingly, Hibari has a sense of humor. Somewhat.
A/N: Inspired by Yamada Taro Monogatari

"Why are we here?" muttered Hibari Kyouya as he ambled through the store, his fingers trailing along racks of cotton, fleece and silk. Walking besides him languidly was his unofficial, unacknowledged, unpaid Italian tutor, Dino Cavallone. "I hate crowds."

Dino paused in his walk to check out the tie rack; this black one with sushi prints would serve as a nice souvenir. "I know. That's why we're here when it's near closing; there are less people now compared to earlier in the day."

His reassurance didn't exactly remove the scowl from Hibari's face, but at least there was no tonfa-wielding. Yet. Lingering a few feet away was Dino's perpetual shadow, Romario. Albeit Hibari's dislike of crowding, he preferred the older Italian there than not – otherwise the young Italian boss would be slipping over every fallen scarf and tripping over mannequins.

"Besides, your clothes got dirty and torn when we were training in the woods. We're here to buy replacements."

Hibari looked distastefully at the leopard print tie Dino was eyeing, and the blonde quickly put it down. He started walking towards the t-shirt section of the clothing store and Hibari halfheartedly followed. "I've been wondering," he pondered slowly, "why do you use a whip?"

Dino laughed. His cute student just could not stray away from the topic of fighting – or in his case, biting people to death. "Well…" he paused. It was hard to put together a comprehensive response.

Hibari began to walk ahead of him and Dino quickened his steps to catch up. He almost ran into the younger boy when Hibari stopped suddenly. Turning towards him nonchalantly with his eyes hidden by his bangs, Hibari uttered a question that left Dino stammering. "Are you an S, or are you an M?"

Dino dropped the leather belt he had decided on buying. "W-what! K-kyouya! I…I," Dino lowered his voice, "Don't ask me that suddenly! And here too…" he turned his head away to hide the faint blush.

Kyouya stared at him. "I'm asking about your shirt size." His hands lingered over a t-shirt of a giant turtle that resembled Enzio in some degree.

Dino flushed. "Oh!" He bit his lip in embarrassment, "I'm an M."

Kyouya flashed a sly look before placing his hand over Dino's whip. His other hand ghosted up Dino's chest and Hibari leaned close to the Italian. His breath was warm against the blonde's neck when he whispered, "That's nice. Because I'm an S."

A/N: DESPITE THIS! I AM A FIRM BELIEVER THAT DINO TOPS! And here's a very short little D18 thing I wrote to learn SAT vocabulary (IF YOU LIVE IN AMERICA AND IS A HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT YOU'LL UNDERSTAND MY PAIN)

It was pure friendliness and Dino's loquacious manner that allowed him to extend an invitation for a fully-paid trip to his home estate to Hibari Kyouya. "We can ride horses, Kyouya!"

Hibari's candid reply was, "Why in the world would I want to ride a horse," and he paused, thought over his answer until it became lucid. And then he hit the blonde Italian until he was a clumsy mess of incoherency.