A/N:
Uhh, hai? So yeah. I'm not dead. I'm just a lazy ass, heh. Here's some 1827 for you all who added this story to their alerts and favorites list. Yeah, it's pretty damn short (and distasteful) for something which took about a year to complete. I don't know what pairing to do next. Leave your thoughts and suggestions in a review and I'll see if I can work on it (Please keep in mind that this is a collection of all27 one-shots so only pairings with Tsuna would be put into consideration ^^).

He stood by the window of his office. It was the first day of school, and with him having finished reading the reports placed on his table, he turned to look at the window behind his chair.

And as he saw a certain head at the pavement outside his window, he reverted his gaze back to the files he was reading and quietly smirked to himself, " Sawada Tsunayoshi eh… let's see if you're worth biting to death"

Little may the boy know it but Hibari had been watching his every move… and Hibari himself didn't even know why he did so.

At first, he meant to just look at him whenever he happened to pass by the boy. But slowly, as each day passed, he couldn't understand it… but had those encounters been alarmingly more than before?

When he had first noticed it, he thought it was just pure coincidental fate until he saw that he was also what you would say "getting closer" (he was too disgusted to say it). He noticed it the time when he had met the baby. It seemed that the Sawada Tsunayoshi that caught his attention was somehow affiliated with the weird infant.

Actually, Hibari himself didn't know why or how the herbivore caught his attention. Usually, he just passed by his kind and sometimes beating them up just for something to do.

Seriously, HOW.

It hadn't been a question to him, it was more like a demand. And when he demands, it is certainly better to give him what he wanted before chaos ensued. Fortunately, he got it.

It had been the time when him and his cronies had that encounter at the reception room. And of course, being Hibari Kyoya, almost no one is capable to stand up to him. Sure, there were those who had the guts and strength to keep up with him for a while but it was rare. And rare as it is, just by putting in more to what he usually exerts, they fall to their knees. Boring…

But that… that herbivore.. he had been unique. He initially thought that he was merely one of the rare stock but he was mistaken. After he had thought that he had already given enough damage so that the boy couldn't move… he did.

The seemingly quiet herbivore moved quite fast to land a blow to him, but being himself, he was easily able to evade the blow and make a counter attack which should have been the death of the herbivore.

…but it was blown off again.

And instead of being a little pissed to have his calculations proven wrong, Hibari smiled.

His smile was a proof of the carnal lust for blood coursing through his veins as he came face to face with the herbivore— no, this young boy had gotten rid of his herbivore trait and was showing the trait of a carnivore in the making.

And that was what made him smile.

Hibari absently noted the look the weird infant was shooting at him all throughout the fight as he chose to fully focus at the newly discovered treasure before him. At that very short moment when their faces were a mere inches away he saw the passion in the… carnivore's eyes. A passion he was quite familiar with.

A passion to tear and destroy.

The same passion was the only thing pushing him to remain in the lone forest. He took a deep breath as the wind ruffled his hair as his cold dark eyes surveyed the black coffin at his feet. The plan to bring back the Sawada Tsunayoshi from the past was a failure. The bullet that was especially prepared for the gunning down of the Tenth Boss of Vongola was not fired. And that confirmed the fears of his guardians.

Decimo is truly dead.

Hibari felt his eyes strain from the memory as he repeatedly denied that this was not of his concern. He was the only guardian that this herbivore turned carnivore told this plan about. He knew that the only man he regarded as an equal… the only one to whom he paid attention to was making an extremely risky gamble.

And he did not intervene.

Was he supposed to feel guilty? No, Hibari Kyoya never felt guilty.

He continued to survey the coffin. He was absolutely certain that this would not benefit him in any way as he stared at it with a cold heart. Though there was a small part of himself which pined to see a small sign of movement. To sense life inside the coffin. That the plan was not a fluke and went successfully.

That he had not lost Sawada Tsunayoshi.

But to no avail. He turned sharply on his heel and started to walk in the opposite direction with a single intent on his mind.

Hibari Kyoya is not an emotional person. He is definitely not sad. Nor guilty. Nor angry.

He's just… himself. The usual Hibari on his way to seek out blood. With the same passion as the one he deemed worthy. The one who can turn from a sickeningly harmless herbivore to an instant blood lusty carnivore. The thought that he will never get to see that transition was sufficient to make his mind run wild as his inner carnivore woke up from deep within.

He was going to skin Millefiore alive.

Was he getting revenge for Sawada Tsunayoshi? No. He was getting revenge for himself.

Revenge for taking away from him the only person who could tolerate him. The only one who can satiate him. The only one who can catch up with him.

The only one he is willing to spend the rest of his life with.