Ah, I swear, Fanfiction messes up my formatting every single time asdfjkl; It pains me to say that this may be my last and final update for fanfic ever, since I'll be doing most of my fanfic business in Livejournal or something. And I'm sorry that I didn't finish my other stories. I can't do chaptered stories and I have learnt my lesson. I have started that...1827 chaptered story and I must unfortunately say that it might go unfinished. But I think I will go on a finish it. I think. I'll never leave this kind of thing unfinished, even if it will take me years and years to finish.
I have also started a yama pair fanfic which I haven't finished yet. It's horrible. I feel horrible.
I'm sorry, guys, you might not see me anymore, but who knows. I might be updating. LOL. I only wrote this story in a fit of fright, kind of, because someone said that she would make me write M rated. and I don't want to write M rated fics. IT IRKS ME. LOL. However, if you hate me, you can go ahead and tell me so. I have a feeling that this might be the last time I'll be on, writing anything, but who knows. ^^ Maybe I'll see you guys at another time, maybe a few months into the future?
Ah, right. I'm going back to China in the summer, so I might be writing a lot at that time. MMM. I have potential. FUFUFU. Mata ne~
And...watashi wa akai kuruma wo tabemasen deshita! 私は赤い車を食べませんでした！信じてください！ 私は食べませんでした！ あなたは赤い車を食べました? その赤い車は誰のですか？ これは楽しくないです。
I'm done having fun. See you guys later~
Title:It's okay...
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Pairing: Hibari Kyouya/Sawada Tsunayoshi (1827)
Rating: uh, PG-13? ==
Genre: comfort...? Definitely not angst. Hurt?
Word Count: 1211, lol
Summary: For once in his lifetime, Tsuna's told that it's okay to not be. And Hibari's there to tell him so.
Disclaimer: This khr is not mine. I think I have discussed this before, lol
Notes: Hhaa, Dedicated to dear Nana_Zuki~
He wasn't sure what was keeping the brunette's powers. He knew from the beginning, without even the baby's notice that the brunette was a capable person. He was the one who formed Vongola, after all. And he, Hibari Kyouya, was a part of the Vongola, which says something.
Of course, he was sure that he would be able to see much more of this power.
But was disappointed. To stick with the brunette all these years, only to watch him die pathetically in the hands of the enemy? Impossible. Under gunshots, the bullets pierced through his fragile yet capable body? Unacceptable. Hibari almost flipped and left the organization altogether.
But what kept him?
The appearance of the ten-years-prior Tsunayoshi, the little brunette who wasn't aware of his own death in the future.
Really, he really wanted to punch the little boy, strangle him, kill him. Anything but show mercy--he held back, there was not use showing all that pathetic emotion to this little version of the boss he had respected.
The one whom he had so highly respected was no longer of this world. He died.
It was really no use.
"What do you think you're doing, Sawada Tsunayoshi?" The voice was harsh, blunt and razor sharp. Each single word hit Tsuna with the intensity of a bullet, piercing through his very being. With each word, Tsuna took the full blow for it. The bitterness, the harshness, the coldness and the merciless words shook every fibre of this being and shocked him.
The Hibari Kyouya of this era...
...was harsher. Rougher. Colder. Merciless.
It was so much different. Each word spat out with intense clarity--the motive to break him was so, so clear.
Perhaps so much in the beginning, that man had planned to kill him along with every fibre of his being.
It brought tears to his eyes.
"H-Hibari-san..." The little boy choked out, his tears were running down his face endlessly, each and every emotion that had built up inside his body had surface.
The tears flew, along with all his emtions.
He couldn't even see clearly.
He couldn't see clearly--he couldn't see the disgust on the older man's face...along with the slight tinges of sympathy.
One hand.
Across the boy's face.
One end of the tonfa.
Across the boy's gut.
One palm.
At the boy's throat, threatening to choke him to death.
At this point, Tsuna was choking to death, the pure and utter feeling of helplessly rang through his body, stripping all sense from him. By now, most of his limbs were going numb. He couldn't see clearly anymore--though not from his tears, but now as a question of life and death--and he couldn't do anything else but to strangle helplessly like a rabbit in a trap.
"H-hi--ba---ri----s-sa--" Choke.
All the boy's motions and actions were halted. The boy's eyes fluttered to a close.
But Hibari wasn't worried.
He was anything but worried. In fact, he was so sure, that he had pressed even harder, theatening to break and collapse Tsuna's throat completely.
It was only a little after, Gokudera and Yamamoto had to pry with both hands and weapons to get the older man's off the poor brunette's throat.
Gokudera had sworn that if Hibari were to do that ever again, he'd blow the older man up to pieces.
Of couse, that resulted in him getting the side of Hibari's tonfa across his gut, like Tsuna.
Yamamoto didn't even say anything, which resulted in Gokudera yelling at him with furiosity.
Hibari regained his posture and left, all the air of gracefulness and tranquility left along with him.
x-X-x-X-x-X-x-X-x
With each single blow, each single injury Tsuna got from Hibari made him understand that there was something of a more important status.
Hibari was not Hibari if he had not met Tsuna. Tsuna of his era.
Hibari would not be what he was if he had not met Tsuna. Tsuna of his era.
Hibari would not be like this, suffering alone and painfully if he had not met Tsuna. Tsuna of his era.
"I'm sorry."
That resulted in him getting a tonfa swapped against his gut again, but this time, the spikes were out, causing the skin on Tsuna's stomach to rip and scratch, thus, the blood was evident.
"Don't apologize to me."
Tsuna tried his hardest to contain his tears, the pains that Hibari had to endure were much worse than all the pain he had put together.
A few tears escaped, causing them to flow down his cheeks.
For that, Tsuna received a blow to the head.
"You're a wimp. You're nothing like the Tsuna I know."
Still, the tears ran down his cheeks, tainting the blood and sweat, causing them to fuse together. "I'm sorry..."
Hibari scowled. "If you say sorry again, I'll kill you."
This time, Tsuna held his tongue with all this willpower.
"You are weak. You are nothing compared to him. You're nothing but a reflection."
More tears ran down his face.
"You'll never be as good as him."
The flow of tears were blinked away, in a fit of anger.
"I'M SORRY I CAN'T BE THE ONE YOU KNEW!" His voice silenced, the tears ran down his face endlessly. "I'm no good. I'll never be the me that you want me to be. No matter how much I try, I can never meet your expectations!" There, he crouched down and cried.
It didn't matter anymore, he thought, no matter what I do, I will never be as Hibari-san wants me to be. I'm no good.
And it didn't matter if Hibari were to hit him or kick him. The tears were drowning the pain away, the sobs were drowning the sounds of the tonfa hitting his own limbs.
And he didn't notice.
Hibari had stopped hitting him.
The older man crouched over and wrapped his arm around the boy, bringing the boy into his arms. His eye were closed. The corners of his lips were flat. The air around him were peaceful.
For the second time of his life, he had shown something other than anger and frustration.
For the second time of his life, he had come to care of the brunette.
For the second time of his life, he knew that this was the right thing to do.
For the second time of his life, he had shown his gentle side.
For the second time overall in his life, he had pressed his lips against the brunette's bruised head, each kiss he had given the boy had mesmerized the pain.
With each gentle movement, Tsuna's tears hushed.
Hibari brought the younger boy back to eye level and his lips pressed against Tsuna's forehead. It's okay if you're not like him.
His grip around the younger boy tightened. It's okay to admit that you can't do something.
He caressed the boy's brown hair. It's okay to depend on others.
And finally, Hibari's lips found themselves at a place where they felt at home the most. It's okay to love.
You taught me that, Tsunayoshi. Now, I give it back to you. Trust me...
The corners of Hibari's lips twitched up into a small yet comforting smile.
It's okay. It's okay...
It's okay to loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Night~