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It was seconds until 8.30pm. At exactly 8.30pm Japan Standard time, a slick black Ferrari F40 stopped in front of The Paper Lantern. Two men in dark suits glided out of the car like quicksilver. They approached the back door of the little restaurant, their highly polished leather shoes made no noise on the gravel. Signs of full body tattoos peeked out the tailored edges of their collars and sleeves. They were here to complete a task which twelve predecessors had failed to do so beforehand. But they were different, failure was something they had never known, they were special. They were The Silence.

The two men in black entered the back door. And there they waited. Their target would come to them, like a fly wandering mindlessly into a spider's web. Sure enough, a petite figure of a girl dressed in lilac appeared. She didn't notice them and headed in the opposite direction, towards a door with the sign of a red woman stick figure on it. Like a cobra, the two men lunged forwards soundlessly; a hand fell like a maple leaf in autumn before tightening around her mouth like a constricting boa. Another silent hand struck her upper neck and she soon fell limp into a suited arm, like a marionette with loosened stings.

The girl was carried to the car; her body limp as if she was a rag doll. The engine only quietly hummed as it was ignited. Soon the Ferrari was little more that a show of red twinkling lights, disappearing to an unknown destination, disappearing into the pitch black night.

"Rumiko is taking a while." Her father noted absently.

"I'll go check up on her!" Tatsuki bounced up and almost skipped to the women's toilets, damn she was happy to be out of the presence of two hard asses and a dimwit. Yamamoto was perfect, but she still needed some space. As she walked into the brightly lit toilet, she saw one door was closed.

"Rumiko?" She asked. No reply. She repeated. There was a sound of toilet flushing. An old lady emerged from it.

"Can I help you dear?"

"Uh, no, sorry I thought my friend was in here. Bye!" She apologised quickly before rushing back towards her table.

"RUMIKO"S GONE!"

"What do you mean by gone? She finished going to the toilet?" Her best friend's father asked rather ignorantly.

"NO I MEAN, SHE WASN'T IN THE TOILETS! AND I COULDN'T FIND HER ELSEWHERE EITHER!" Tatsuki said in a loud and exasperated manner, to her surprise, Hibari stood up quite suddenly and with a lot of force that his chair toppled backwards and fell onto the ground.

"What did you do?" He asked in a merciless tone. Tatsuki was confused. Who was he talking to? A low chuckle came from her right, it was Mr. Kyoya.

"Kufufufufu, the acrobaleno told you did he?"

"What did you do." Hibari repeated. Was it even possible for his voice to turn colder? Tatsuki thought absent mindedly while still being bamboozled by the situation.

"Kyoya, where's my daughter?" Mr. Sasaki's once carefree face turned deadly serious, it almost put Hibari's expression to shame. Almost. (No one can do "cold and pissed off" better than Hibari, Gomenasai) Another chuckle.

"She's off to the ports with two members of The Silence, where she will board a cargo ship, destined for Thailand, when she arrives she will disappear into one of the red-light districts." (OMG I know it's the Chinese who mostly run the brothels and such in Thailand but ...for the purpose of this story, it will be the Yakuza. And a cargo ship because it would be difficult to smuggle her over in a plane because of airport security and such, actually I can't be stuffed figuring out how they would smuggle her through security so a harbour/port was my next choice.)

Mr. Sasaki's face turned very pale, his orange hair became even more orange, as of on fire. Suddenly he stood up and grabbed the other man by the collar and somewhat dragged him out of the restaurant. Hibari followed suit. Yamamoto turned to Tatsuki and said:

"I'm sorry this night was cut short, I'll walk you home." There was a fereign seriousness in Yamamoto's voice and that scared Tatsuki, but like an obedient puppy, she followed him out of the restaurant. No sign of Hibari and the two men. They walked back to Tatsuki's mansion in silence. Rumiko, wherever you are, be safe and come back in one piece. Tatsuki prayed, even though didn't get what Mr. Kyoya had said, but an intense un-nerving feeling took a hold of her, an omen?

"It's no use threatening me Sasaki." Kyoya frowned comically at the four thin but incredibly sharp 6 inch (~15cm) needles protruding from the Chiaroscuro Boss' hand. The other one grasped his collar in a fashion that almost choked him. He couldn't have won a fight against this guy, but he had leverage now. In the form of the Boss' daughter.

"How can I get my daughter back?"

"Well, you can't really get her back. But her conditions will have improved greatly."

"What?" If you could turn sound into ice, that was what Mr. Sasaki's voice sounded like.

"Stop the sabotage of the Yakuza's rings and no harm will come to little Rumiko. If you don't she will suffer the fate of *gurgle*-" A needle protruded from his neck. "She'll probably die of HIV or something in a few years time." A horrifying snarl appeared on Sasaki's face and his grip on the man became stronger.

"If you stop your plan, she will still be held captive in case you try to ploy another, and you will never see her again. But I guarantee that she will be treated with the utmost respect. It's your choice, sabotage the Yakuza and have your daughter disappear into the red light districts of Thailand or leave thousands of other girls to their fate of becoming prostitutes, while your daughter lives a good and respectable life." Sasaki's eyes betrayed nothing but the lesser man could sense the internal turmoil growing inside the other.

"Hibari, get this man off me, or you will never see your mother again." Hibari, who had been watching a few meters away, didn't move.

His mother, the only light in his dark world, God, how he missed her, the only thing he had of her now where those distant bittersweet memories of times gone by. His father was the darkness that obstructed all light, he was an abusive and somewhat cruel parent. His mother had fallen terminally ill and was on life support in some flashing hospital in Switzerland. His father had said it was a pain to support the hefty hospital bill "the woman" gave him, and only and Hibari's ceaseless pleading had he said he would keep the machines running. Under the one condition that his son was to do whatever he said, and minded his own business. Hibari was young when he agreed to the conditions, knowing he would be used and abused, but he accepted non-the-less. Just like that, the cruel man became his only connection to his everything. But even at the threat of loosing everything he held precious, he still couldn't obey. He looked hesitantly at the Mafia Boss.

"Kyoya, you pressed the button years ago." Sasaki whispered, confused. That sentence was like a spark among the dried grass that was his soul. Hibari felt the flame burst from within and that flame spread like wildfire.

"Kill the bastard." Hibari whispered, before tuning around to run for his Kawasaki.

"Where are you going?" Mr. Sasaki enquired.

"Kill the bastard." Hibari repeated. "I'll rescue Rumiko." As he turned around, he heard the thunderous noise of many motorbikes. From the darkness appeared Reborn, Tsuna, Gokudera, Yamamoto, Ryohei and Chrome, each on their own bikes except Chrome who was sharing with the stupid cow, Lambo.

"Ciaossu Hibari."

"What are all you doing here?" Eyeing Reborn, who was on HIS silver Kawasaki.

"The Chiaroscuro Family is like the Vongola's younger sibling, we both started as vigilante groups and our roots are deep. Like how Rumiko would fight for Kaito, Vongola will fight for the Chiaroscuro." As Hibari took a hold of his bike, Reborn jumped onto Tsuna's.

"Please be successful." The Chiaroscuro Boss spoke directly to the Vongola Boss.

"As if we were to die." A very determined Tsuna replied.

Rumiko came round about 20 minutes later with a murderous headache. It wasn't as bad as the one Hibari had given her, but it was very bad non-the-less. Cold black leather cushioned her face; she was sprawled across the backseat of a car. The car was being driven by two people. They were driving very, very fast. Those primitive thoughts were followed by more serious ones. Who where the two men driving? Why was she in a car? Why was she SLEEPING in the back of a car?

"You've been kidnapped and held hostage by us." One of the men turned to her. His voice was quiet and silky, but audible. It was matched by a fair skinned face with rather handsome featured along with a tuft of black hair. Sweeping her fringe out of the way, Rumiko sat up. The car was not heated and on a spring night, it felt very cold, especially since she was wearing only a dress.

"kidnapped? Hostage? What?" The petite girl enquired in a rather innocent and curious tone.

"You are the Chiaroscuro Boss' daughter are you not?" Oh, it made so much sense now. But Rumiko felt no fear. The man who had spoken seemed quite nice for a supposed kidnapper. She looked around and her face gave an expression of amazement and disgust.

"For kidnappers, you sure are idiotic. Who buys a BLACK Ferrari? And this one is also an F40! ARE YOU INSANE?! NOBODY PAINTS A FERRARI BLACK! It's against the laws of nature!"

"For a girl, you sure know your cars. But you, are also an idiot."

"What, why?"

"Because A: You lack the sense to know that the car is black because it's for stealth reasons and B: You're going to be sold into the sex industry and your being quite happy about it." The man's voice remained perfectly normal and nice sounding while he delivered the news to Rumiko. If it was a normal person, she would have laughed, but something about this guy made her think otherwise. Creepy.

"Also, we're not kidnappers, we're assassins." The man almost said this with a smile. Definitely creepy. For a while nobody spoke, so Rumiko resorted to cuddling up in a corner of the car. Contemplating her fate, it seemed to surreal, but the painful reality hung over her like heavy storm clouds.

A freezing wind from the north swept through the port where humongous black silhouettes of barges, ocean liners and cargo ships lined the dark navy sky. It was a clear night, but only a few stars were in sight. The jetties where lit by floodlights in all direction. For this time of night, it sure was busy. It was like an alternate universe where the cities where harbours, the skyscrapers where ships, the dock workers were business men, rushing around and the forklifts like cars. Rumiko stood in front of this giant mess and looked quite small and insignificant, she felt small and insignificant, and she also felt doomed. Lead by the two men in suits, she walked down a concrete jetty. At the end was a cargo ship with a name written in a curly language. A group of guys clustered around the trio, some of them wolf whisteled. One of them made a very explicit comment.

*woosh*

A knife flew through the air and the worker fell gurgling at his mates' feet. A few seconds later the gurgling stopped and he layed motionless on the ground.

*silence*

"T-That...wasn't necessary..." Rumiko stuttered, she wasn't quite sure how she was feeling with a dead body lying in front of her.

"Of course it wasn't! But that's what makes killing fun^^!" The suited man answered her in a disgustingly cheery voice.

"If you two don't get a move on, you'll share a similar fate." The other suited man had a much lower voice, but then it still only matched the sinister tone the other man spoke in. Rumiko couldn't really tell the two identical men apart except for when they spoke.

"Maa, Onii-San that was unnecessary! Kyoya-Sama said not to do anything reckless." The cheerful one spoke

"Baka, I was bored."

"Wait! Hibari is involved with this?!" Rumiko bursted at the mention of that name.

"How is a skylark involved with all this?"

"Baka, its Mr. Kyoya. The older one."

"What?" Her dad's assistant?

"Yeh! Mr. Kyoya is a double agent working for the Yakuza^^ he set up this plan so your dad couldn't execute his plan to sabotage the Yakuza^^"

"We're not involved with the Yakuza, just to make that point clear."

"Why are you telling me all this?"

"Because you're cute!"

"It's our way of messing with you."

"Is everyone involved with the mafia this retarded?"

"We're not mafia; we're just assassins you hire. We're a small business, not a big company^^!"

Hibari was at least double the legal speed limit (about 100 kilometres per hr)) and was a few hundred meters in front of the herbivores, they were only just managing to keep up with his demonic way of riding. The floodlights of the docks soon appeared in front.

"Hibari, the highway curves away from the docks, we'll have to make a jump for it at the turn or we'll never make it in time!" Tsuna's voice crackled though a microphone installed into his helmet, WITHOUT his permission.

"After we get Rumiko, I'll bit you to death."

"EEHH?! GOMENASAI HIBARI-SAN!"

"BAKA DON'T THREATEN JUUDAIME!"

"Maa, Maa Gokudera-Kun."

"Lambo wants grape candy!"

"We'll rescue her to the EXTREME!"

"Dame-Tsuna, the jump's right ahead."

"EH! But I can't!"

"Use your flame." The high pitched voice of the acrobaleno peeped though.

"Shut up herbivores." And with that, Hibari decided to triple the speed limit and shot down towards the jetties, purple flames throttled out of the exhaust. Five other coloured flames followed in pursuit. From his position, Hibari could see a crowd, he had an eye for these things, a lilac dress and two suits stood out in the crowd of orange jackets. Damn that girl, she wasn't even trying to fight, Hibari thought as he saw the lilac move between the suits. They were heading towards a cargo ship. By now most of the dock had it's attention of the six almost-a-rainbow bikes speeding towards them. 100 meters left between him and the girl, 75, 50, 25! Skidding towards the trio, Hibari jumped from his bike, tonfas out. Without a pause after landing, he swiftly ran at one of the suited men and engaged in a one on one battle consisting of a demonically fast cycle of knifes being thrown and deflected. The knives were made of Japanese titanium with a cherry wood hilt; they were perfectly balanced as well. This thought meant nothing to Hibari as on of them managed to pass his defence and skimmed past his left arm. They were insanely sharp too, he realised as the blade was able to cut through his white shit and cause a cut even with the slightest touch. That blonde wearing a tiara he had fought in Namimori could have been put to shame by this guy's skills.

"Hey^^ Your not bad for a kid!" Some insanely happy voice came from the suited man he was fighting.

"So what if I am?"

"Nee~ don't be so grumpy^^ Your going to die, enjoy your last moments^^!"

"Wao, I'm so scared." GLARE!

"Maa! What's with the scary expression^^ Do you really think you have a chance?^^"

"Too late, I've won." The boy's voice appeared behind him. Looking down at his torn suit, blood gushed out onto the concrete ground, his blood. Heh, what a creepy kid^^. That was his last thought before disappearing into unconsciousness, moments later his life disappeared too. Hibari stood deathly still on the other side of the dead body. The baby had underestimated him.

Half a dozen sticks of ignited dynamite flew over his head and exploded where the other suited man and Rumiko had just been standing.

"Gokudera-Kun! You could have hit Rumiko!"

"Gomen Juudaime, but please trust in my skills!" As the smoke disappeared, Hibari realised that Rumiko had too along with her captor. A clash of a barrel falling over, followed by a high girlish scream.

"It's no use fighting, you'll just die." Once again, Hibari saw the sight of the petite little girl with a knife to her throat. How useless. Suddenly vines twirled around the suited man and began to choke him, illusions. But with a moment later, the man appeared with Rumiko a few meters away.

"Stupid little child, your illusions won't work." This man was exactly like the one Hibari had just killed, but with a lower voice.

"Hand the girl over." Hibari's cool voice ordered.

"In your dreams."

"Shigure Soen, 1st form, Shajiku No Ame! (Axle Rain)"

"Double Bombs!"

Yamamoto stopped mid attack to deflect the six knives heading towards him, one for each arm, leg, torso and forehead. Another 16 blades flew up towards the dynamite and severed off their heads.

*Evil chuckle*

"Why am I wasting my time fighting with children?" As he said this, half a dozen men looking like exact replicas of the one standing before them appeared from the cargo ship. Everyone except Hibari tensed.

"I really dislike crowding, Kamikurosu." That guy =.=|l|, Rumiko was able to find herself thinking as the knife under her throat disappeared. The reason for that was Hibari decided to engage one on one with her captor. Tsuna, she realised also had flames coming from him, and for once, he looked like he knew what he was doing, and was determined to complete that task. Seeing no-good Tsuna in that state, it somewhat gave her the will to fight as well. Mustering up all her strength she tugged herself down furiously, enabling herself to be head level with the arm that constricted her. With gasp of breath, she opened her mouth and bit the arm like a rabid animal, the initial bite didn't seem to work so she clenched down harder and harder, finally there was a weak lapse in strength and she was able to pull her whole self out of his confinement. Free at last she stumbled a few steps.

"Oh no you don't." The low voice sounded from behind her, she turned around to face him. White hot pain rippled from her stomach, grasping her stomach, she fell onto the floor. A pool of blood began forming in front of her, and it was spreading at quite a rapid pace, she layed there panting, oh God how it hurt.

Ok, next chapter coming within a weeks time^^(if I don't die of homework or the virus that's been going around recently)

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(=.=|l| so many tests and assignments due and coming up =.=|l| too much work for a 14 yr old =.=|l| not enough time to read manga )

Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh Yeh sorry Hibari's birthday decided to take wayyyyyy too long, but im getting so sidetracked by his b-day, im finding it hard to get back to my plot. Oh well...

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I never edit more than once because I'm a lazy ass. Sorry for my inability to pull myself together enough to be bothered to edit much. Gomenasai to the grammar Nazis and spelling bees out there for my mistakes and retardism

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