Chapter 10 – Psychosis

Summary: Tsuna is the orphan who's just been sold. Giotto is the one who bought him. Hibari is Giotto's business-partner who seems to have ulterior motives towards Tsuna. Let the dark love triangle begin.

Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn does not belong to me! If it did, a lot of questions would be answered… The only thing I own is my OC Jack Cromwell, who will probably never appear again and will forever stay in Neglected-OC Land. (Charles Ramsay is there too.)

A/N: You've waited for this chapter. (For like 4-5 months mfuuuuuuu.)

You've reviewed, asking for the update.

You've asked me when I will update, because you want to know what happens next.

So I present you… this chapter.

That doesn't really affect the storyline.

And doesn't really have anything to do with the plot.

It's really just a chapter on Hibari's backstory. (And some Dino too.)

So now I'm going to run before the bricks start getting thrown.

Oh, and… WARNING: This chapter contains mentions medicinal drugs meant for people with ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder), erotic asphyxiation (turning someone on by strangling them… I know, it makes no sense to me too. It's like bondage, I guess?), general psychology shit, mentions of sex and masturbation and stuff and Hibari being a little… well, you'll see.

Oh, the first part of this chapter is a continuation of the story. The rest of it isn't.

This chapter is also really confusing, so you can skip the flashback part if you want.

One for the left and one for the right.

Giotto swore he was seeing double.

Sitting directly opposite, staring out of the car window sadly was Tsuna.

And right beside the brunet, in the reflection of the car window smirking away was yet another Tsuna. This one had orange-gold eyes.

What the hell? Had he finally snapped? Was he hallucinating?

-Ieyatsu.

~Yes?

-What are you doing?

~I'm screwing with Giotto's head, what does it look like I'm doing?

Ieyatsu grinned and did a little wave in Giotto's direction. The blonde groaned and rubbed his eyes.

-Are you TRYING to provoke him?

~I'm not trying, I AM provoking him.

-Ieyatsu, STOP THAT RIGHT NOW or I'll start singing 'Friday'.

~You wouldn't dare.

-Try me.

~Getting more dominant now, hmm?

Ieyatsu winked before vanishing from the car window. Now the only thing reflected in the glass was Tsuna's forlorn expression.

Hibari was busy breaking his phone into little bits.

The man had just spent the past few hours staring at the little lighted screen that had four words burning on it:

I'm coming for you.

-17/04/20XX 04:06pm

Dino

Although he would never admit it, those words scared him. What did Dino want with him?

~flashback~

It started off as just something Hibari did in order to win his battles with absolute perfection.

He would simulate would-be battles in his head, running through every possible move his imaginary opponent would make, calculating how he himself would react to his opponent in each simulated scenario.

Then he began doing the same for his social life. His every word and expression was acted out in the privacy of his room before he applied it to a social situation. Hibari was not someone who liked to make a mistake in his speech or behavior lest someone managed to find a weakness and use it against him.

He would act out a possible scene in his room. His bed was the stage, and he was the actor who acted out all the characters in his 'play'. For example, if he was going to a meeting with an acquaintance the next day, he would rehearse how he would greet the person, from his choice of words right down to the exact position of his fingers. And then he would act out all the possible ways the person would greet him back.

It was at this point that Hibari realized there was something terribly wrong with him. Who the hell obsesses like this?

And yet he couldn't stop himself. Should he tell someone? Who could he tell? How would that person react? Would they laugh? Frown? Cry? Or not believe him at all? Or…

Then Hibari realized that he was 'rehearsing' again, and he curled into a ball and fell asleep, feeling overwhelmed.

Then he found out that he had developed ADD too. At first, he thought it was because just constantly seeking to burn energy by fighting more and more people, and that his restlessness was just him seeking to find new opponents.

But when he realized that he could no longer just sit still and relax for ten minutes without getting up a dozen times to talk around aimlessly, the uncontrollable urge to be constantly moving gnawing at him, he realized he was starting to become borderline insane.

"Well. How are you?" The psychiatrist smiled, adjusting his black-rimmed spectacles. Hibari just stared at him. "How soon can you cure me?"

Laughter bounced off the office walls. "Shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"

"You already know my name." An accusing finger pointed at the file on the desk.

"But it's common courtesy! I'll begin first. I am Dr Dino. You are…?" Dino prompted.

"Hibari Kyoya."

"That's better. You're here because…?"

"You already know!" Hibari snapped. "It's all in that file!"

"I want to hear it from you. Acknowledging the problem is the first step to solving it, you know."

"…"

And so it began.

Several times duringtheir therapy sessions, Hibari would flip a table or a chair, shouting: "What is the point of all your stupid questions, you fucking quack? Why can't you just give me some medicine or whatever and cure me?!"

And always, always Dino would just smile gently at him, taking all the abuse and waiting for him to calm down.

When Hibari started rehearsing how he would act in front of Dino next time, he knew it was all over.

The only time Hibari 'rehearsed' for someone was when he actually liked the person.

"So, how are you?" Hibari mimicked, staring into the river, trying to stretch his lips into Dino's smile. His normally neat hair had been tousled like the blonde's and he wore a pair of spectacles.

What's wrong with me? Hibari wondered. I don't normally go this far.

"Stop sulking, Kyoya. It spoils your face." Hibari mimicked again.

"I'll do what I want, you quack." He replied himself.

"Anyway, what issues should we tackle today?"

"I don't have any issues."

"Now, now. Don't get agitated. Have you been writing in your journal?"

"Hn." Hibari lifted his hand and pretended to hand over a book to the imaginary Dino.

"Brilliant, Kyoya! You actually listened to me for once." Sarcasm dripped from the black-haired boy's mouth.

"Hmph."

Afterwards, Hibari took twice the amount of medicine he was supposed to take.

"…" Hibari refused to look at Dino.

"…" Dino continued to smile.

"…do you know how to get rid of this?"

Dino silently handed him an ice pack. Hibari quickly grabbed it and disappeared behind the curtain. As Dino cocked his head to one side and watched the silhouette of Hibari pressing the ice pack to his crotch, he picked up the bottle of antistimulant pills which read:

Name: Strattera

Type: Anti stimulant drugs

Side-effects include: nausea, dizziness, priapism (continuous, usually nonsexual erection of the penis, especially due to disease)

Prescribed to outpatient Hibari Kyoya for ADD (attention deficit disorder)

Dino sighed as Hibari continued to struggle with himself. The ice pack would reduce the pain, but it wouldn't get rid of the erection, though…

Dino was late for today's session.

Hibari stood in front of a bookshelf and stared at the blonde's collection of books.

May as well kill some time. He thought, pulling out a random book and flipping through it. What's 'erotic asphyxiation'? He wondered.

And then a hand fell on his neck. "Kyoya, what are you doing?" Dino's sharp voice sounded out as his grip on Hibari's neck started tightening.

Hibari was a masochist.

Dino, on the other hand, was a closet sadist who was into bondage.

That night, Hibari jacked off for the first time in his life. Dino had explained, as truthfully as he could (while mentally cursing his carelessness) what erotic asphyxiation was. Hibari had promptly demanded to read the book.

When he got to the parts in the book where the protagonist started climaxing while being strangled, he felt a little funny down in his pants.

"YOU DID WHAT?!" Dino almost screamed, when he saw the red mark around Hibari's neck. "Kyoya, why?!"

"…" Hibari shrugged. Last night, with a belt tightened around his neck, he had masturbated, just like what was written in the book.

"Kyoya, this is serious!" You shouldn't be doing this kind of stuff!" Dino clutched his forehead. No matter how much I like this 'kind of stuff'…

Hibari stared at his psychiatrist. Last night, he had 'rehearsed' again. He had assumed that Dino would be shocked but also happy. Hibari had rehearsed perfectly how he would react to Dino's shocked-but-happy reaction. First Dino would smile and say "Enjoy the book, Kyoya?" Then Hibari would say his usual "Hn." And then Dino would say "You liked it that much, huh?" And then Hibari would go on to say that he had tried out the same thing, and Dino would be happy… after all, he liked this stuff, right?

Not really.

"Kyoya, please, please… promise me you won't do it again. If you ever want to masturbate again, fine some other method. And it has to be a method that doesn't…" Dino's finger pointed at the mark on Hibari's neck. "…hurt you."

Ring, ring.

"Dr. Cavallone?"

"It's fucking 2.30am in the morning. Can't this wait?" Dino groaned.

"I'm afraid not Dr. Cavallone… do you have a patient called Hibari Kyoya?"

"Yes…"

"Dr. Cavallone… Hibari Kyoya was admitted into the hospital an hour ago for nearly suffocating himself.

"WHAT?! Which hospital?"

"St. Matryoshka's Hospital for the Mentally Unstable."

"Why that hospital?"

"…young master Hibari has a history of violence and mental breakdowns… After all, that's why he was seeing you, was he not?"

"Where is he?!" Dino demanded, slamming his hands on the counter. The poor receptionist squealed in fright, dropping her pen.

"Where's who?"

"The patient who was admitted a short while ago! Hib-…"

"Dr. Cavallone?" A stern voice interrupted. "Dr. Dino Cavallone?"

Dino spun around and came face to face with a stern-looking gray-haired man wearing a white coat.

"Yes…"

"Please follow me."

"Where is he? Is he alright? How badly hurt is he?"

"I-…"

"Please calm down. Before I answer any of your questions, please take a look at this…" The stern-faced man clicked a button. Before Dino's eyes, a room to the left lit up. What he saw horrified him.

Hibari's usually neatly-combed hair was messed up. Perched on his nose was a pair of wire-rimmed glasses. But the most unnerving thing was the huge grin on his face. His mouth was stretched from side-to-side, and he was pressed up against the glass window, eyes wide and staring.

"From what I know, Hibari Kyoya is a very reserved and stoic boy. It's extremely rare to see him smile. Could you explain his unusual behavior?"

"I don't… don't know."

"I went in to see him just now, but all he did, was steal my spectacles and refuse to give them back. I'm now wearing my spare."

"Why was his room kept in the dark?"

"…his face was scaring the nurses."

"C-Can I see him?"

"No. He specifically told us that he doesn't want to see you."

Hibari pressed his forehead against the cool glass. He was feeling… frustrated.

So maybe he had disobeyed Dino and done the erotic strangling thing again. So maybe he had gone a little too far and nearly killed himself. Did they really have to throw him into a mental hospital?

A doctor guy had come in to see him just now, and the sight of his white coat and glasses had forcefully reminded him of Dino. Oh god. Dino. Hibari knew that Dino was going to come sooner or later, and this scared him a little. How would Dino react? How would he himself respond?

So… he had grabbed the doctor's spectacles, messed up his hair and started 'rehearsing' again. (It was like a comfort thing by now) He rehearsed how he would behave the next time he saw the blond man. (It was also convenient that the room's glass window could also act as a mirror)

"Kyoya." Hibari began.

"What, stupid quack?" He responded back.

"Why did you do it?"

Hibari thought long and hard before answering. This was a difficult question to anwer. "I don't know."

"Kyoya, that's not an answer. As I've told you before, there is a reason for everything."

"I don't know, okay? I just… it just felt good, okay? And it feels weird if I just jack off in any other way. I can't seem to do it properly if I use another method."

"Kyoya, you're hurting yourself."

"..."

He's here. Hibari's eyes shifted towards Dino. And he probably wants to see me.

"Hibari Kyoya? Can you hear me? A voice buzzed from a corner of the room. A quick investigation revealed that it was issuing from a speaker.

"…hn."

"Good. Are you willing to talk to me now?"

"…who are you?"

"I am Dr. Jack Cromwell. The doctor who came to see you just now. You know the one with the spectacles?"

"…Oh. What do you want?"

"Well, is it possible for you to tell me why you wanted to strangle yourself? Have you been depressed lately? Are you under a lot of stress? Troubles?"

Hibari's eyes widened. Oh. They thought he was some depressed suicidal little kid. They thought he had been trying to kill himself. That was… amusing.

"Kyoya? Why are you smiling?"

Hibari's temper flared. "Don't call me by my first name. only the stupid quack can do that."

"Okay, would it make you more comfortable if the stupid quack… I mean, if Dr. Cavallone talked to you?"

"…"

Dino hesitated, his hand inches away from the doorknob. His little Kyoya was in there. Hurt and probably confused. What should he say? Should he just say "Everything's alright, Kyoya. I'll get you out of here soon" and lie through his teeth?

But Dr. Cromwell says that Kyoya wants to talk to me now, so…

Hibari was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the room. His grey eyes watched Dino curiously, as though wondering what the blonde's next move would be.

"Kyoya?"

"Hn."

Okay, typical Kyoya reply. He seems normal. Dino slowly crouched down and looked Hibari in the eye. And sighed.

"Why did you do it, Kyoya?"

Exactly as predicted. Hibari replied: "I don't know."

"Remember what I taught you, Kyoya? There's a reason for everything. You can't just say 'I don't know'."

"It's the only method that works for me now. If I try any other method my body doesn't respond."

"But you're so young… I mean, y-…" A small hand clamped over his mouth quickly.

"Quiet! That doctor can hear us."

Dino's voice lowered to a whisper. "But Kyoya, erotic asphyxiation is only for adults with sick fetishes."

"You mean like you?"

"…" Dino glared at Hibari.

Hibari smirked. Then his face twisted. "When can I get out of here?"

"I… I don't know. I guess you'll have to stay here for observation."

"But I'm not a nutcase." Hibari hissed. "You know that. That doctor thinks I'm suicidal, thinks I tried to kill myself. The only thing I did was… fap."

Fear shone in Dino's eyes. "But, Kyoya! If they find out that you learned erotic asphyxiation from me, I'll be fired from my job! And sent to court for sexually abusing a minor! And I'll lose everything!"

"But I want to get out. Now!"

Hibari glared at Dino. His eyes held the message: Are you on my side… or not? Dino groaned inwardly. On one hand, Hibari was being kept in the hospital for nonexistent reasons (sort of) On the other hand, he himself would be arrested. And get scarred for life by prison.

Decisions, decisions. A lovely dilemma.

"But I want out… I WanT tO Get OUT oF hErE…" Hibari's voice began to go up and down, from a high-pitched squeak to a low-pitched growl. "HelP mE… waNT tO GET OUT…"

Oh crap! He's acting up! "Kyoya! When was the last time you took your pills?"

"LAsT nighT…"

"Dr. Cromwell! Get some Strattera pills! Quick!" Dino yelled as he watched Hibari sway and clutch at his head. "mY hEAd huRts…"

" ?! what's going on?" the speaker squawked.

"Strattera! Now!"

"aaaAAaAahhHhH… HUrts…"

"Kyo-…"

It's a funny thing to wake up and find a tube attached to your arm.

Hibari woke up to find himself attached to a drip.

"Hey… stupid quack…?" He called out.

"Good day, young Hibari." Dr. Cromwell's stern voice said tartly.

"Where's the stupid quack?"

"I'm afraid Doctor… ah, no… Mister Cavallone is under arrest."

"?!"

"Mr. Cavallone has been stripped of his medical license because he turned himself in to the police and confessed to the charge of sexually abusing a minor. Sexually abusing you." Dr. Cromwell blinked. "Ah, apologies. That came out rather blunt."

"…no. He did no such thing."

"Young master Hibari, Mr. Cavallone has confessed to everything. There is no need to cover for him."

"He did no such thing." Hibari repeated.

Dr. Cromwell shook his head. To think that Hibari had been brainwashed so badly. "Oh, and Mister Cavallone left a letter for you." Hibari held out his hand for the letter. "Ah, no. The letter was taken to be used as court evidence."

Then why did you even mention it, jerk?

"But anyway, the court has sent you a summons to appear on trial as the victim…"

"…I'm not a victim. That's bullshit."

Dr. Cromwell ignored Hibari. "Your medical bills have already been paid for and you will be discharged soon. We apologise for keeping you in St. Matryoshka's for false reasons."

"No."

"Pardon?"

"The stupid quack did not 'sexually abuse' me. I did it voluntarily. He didn't teach me about erotic asphyxiation. I learned it by accident by myself. You-…"

"Enough. Go to sleep. Now."

"But-…"

"Sleep."

"CAVALLONE'S ESCAPED!"

"SHIT! AFTER HIM!"

Kyoya,

By the time you get this, I will be on a plane to England. (The nurse who slipped this letter to you is a friend to mine) No… don't come looking for me. Please. I know you're probably mad at me for disappearing like this, but I really don't wanna go to prison. So… I escaped from custody. A friend helped me out.

It was fun being your psychiatrist, Kyoya. I enjoyed the job, and you were wonderful to talk to. I'm glad we met. But due to the situation, we probably won't be able to meet again for a long time. I'm sorry.

Haha, the expression on your face must be priceless.

Oh, and…

I'm actually part of an underworld organization. I'm also a fully-certified psychiatrist of course, but I'm also… kind of like… mafia. Sorry for not telling you sooner and I… crap. This letter is so awkward.

Anyway, my advice to you now is to keep taking your pills, and whichever psychiatrist is assigned to you after this, please be nice to him or her. Of course, please pretend you've never seen this letter. I am a fugitive now, after all.

And… Kyoya. Let's meet again next time, okay?

-Dino a.k.a. Le Stupid Quack

P.S: No, really. Don't come looking for me. The closer you come, the further I'll run away. We can't meet. Not now. Sorry. When the time is right, I will come for you.

P.S no.2: Burn this letter immediately! Oh, and Cromwell's a bitch.

A/N: Dino's really bad at writing farewell letters.

Also, AHHHHH I'VE FINALLY FINISHED TYPING. THIS CHAPTER TOOK SO LONG TO TYPE. Hmfffff. 3000+ words. Why do I do this to myself ;_;

All the same, I enjoyed writing this chapter. (writing this chapter was like therapy for me, because I was feeling really messed up at that time that I was writing the rough draft) I wanted to explore Hibari's character in my story a bit more, and I ended up writing an entire backstory. No, this isn't D18. Sorry, D18 fangirls. Their relationship is… well, it's not romantic, definitely. It's more like mentor and student, in a screwed up way.

I'm not used to writing Hibari-centric or Dino-centric stories (this is my first time, actually) so their personalities might be a little weird. I wanted them to be as in-character as possible, but at the same time I wanted to add a few more things to their personality so that I'm not completely copying Amano (I think I've succeeded pretty well)

And yes, the hospital was named after the Vocaloid song 'Matryoshka', because I couldn't come up with a better name.

EDIT: Okay, I know ADD doesn't really cause you to have intense headaches and pass out from the pain, but bear with me, okay? I just had to write about ADD, because I just had to have an outlet for my frustrations. I'm having a lot of... problems.

So… reviews, please! *dodges bricks*