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Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn and am not making any profits from it. If I did then I'll rewrite the ending because it did not satisfy the reader within me (no offense).

Warnings: Grammatical errors, profane language, and onewiththetree's idiocy and possible procrastination.

Enjoy! :)

One Thought

He is alert. Awake. As the young brunette sleeps, Hibari Kyoya finishes up some paperwork that he has for the school. He would've done them in the morning, but what is the point in doing all that? He couldn't sleep- no, he doesn't sleep and he doesn't have anything else to do. What is there to satisfy his boredom? So he does his work: swiftly, coolly, and perfect. His papers are concise, straight to the point; he doesn't bother to sugar coat anything. His fingers move quickly across the keyboards as he types and when he writes, his right hand's movement makes it look like he's a chicken scratching, but in actuality his penmanship is legible. He thinks that the huge stack of papers will occupy him till school hours begin, but when signs his name on the last piece of paper on his desk, he looks around for anymore work to do, but he sees none so he checks the papers, aligns them and puts them away in the filing cabinet.

He does this every night. He cleans the house, showers, then tries to sleep, but he can't. Thump. Thump. Thump. Nothing to do. He's finished, done. Thump. Thump. Thump. He tries to think of something else that can occupy him, but there's nothing. He already read the paper from yesterday, ironed his clothes, cleaned all the rooms (except for the one Tsuna is sleeping in) and he finished all the paperwork in front of him. Thump. Thump. Thump. He continuously taps his pencil on the desk thinking of what to do next. Watching TV is boring now a days, there's nothing but reruns, but then again when has he ever use it? He turns to look at the clock, 2:46 A.M. Shit, 2:46, in the morning, and nothing to do for the next five hours and fourteen minutes.

"Might as well patrol the streets again." He slips his jacket on and heads for the entrance door.

Hibari comes back home at 3: 32 A.M. bored of what the streets of Namimori offered him- nothing but silence. All he got out of patrolling the streets was a few calories lost and a stray cat following him. He goes to take a shower, puts his school uniform, plus the shoes, on and goes to his office. He spends a good thirty minutes making sure he has all the paperwork for school. By the time he's done making sure that he has everything done, Hibari looks at the time: 4:22. Hibari grabs his bag and goes into the living room. He places his bag down and makes himself breakfast.

After he's done with the most important meal of the day, which is two pieces of toast, Hibari looks down at his wrist for the time: 4:35. Usually, Hibari walks to school at this time and with the shortcut, he makes it there around 4:50- earlier than everyone that works at that school, but then he remembers Tsuna in the guest room.

Today will be the first time the raven-haired teen will go to school late; Hibari doesn't like the sound of that, so he goes to Tsuna's temporary room, slams the door open and expects the boy to wake up from the noise he has made. But Tsuna always finds a way to arouse Hibari's anger.

"Get up." Hibari seethes through clenched teeth.

"Mmmmm, I don't want to." Tsuna rolls to the side, wrapping himself in the huge comforter.

"I said to get up." Hibari says, snatching the blanket from the younger teen.

"Mom~ I don't want to." He slaps Hibari's hands.

Hibari tsks at the sleeping boy, irritated that he won't get up and that he had the guts to call him mom. At first Hibari thinks that the younger boy sandwiched between the sheets and the bed was a sight to see, but now that the kid didn't wake up the first time he told him to, Hibari is severely pissed. Leaning oh-so-close to the slumbering boy's ear he says, no tells, the boy to get up before he bites him to death.

Hearing the infamous line jolts Tsuna awake from his coma induced sleep and, out of habit, screams with signature scream. "Hiiiiii!" Aggravated, Hibari swiftly pulls out his tonfas and demands that the boy should shut up, which Tsuna gladly complies with.

"What is your school uniform size?" Hibari deadpans.

Tsuna has no idea what Hibari is talking about so he stares incredulously at the skylark for a large amount of time. "Uhhhhhh…"

Hibari mentally slams the boy against the wall with his tonfas, Hibari would physically do this, but if he did, he'd never get the answer from the kid. He could figure out his school uniform size from the huge stacks of paperwork in his office, but he finds it bothersome to go through a gargantuan process just for one kid's uniform size.

"What size are you in school uniform? If you don't answer now, I'll bite you to death." He grits out; he just wants to keep his perfect attendance, but now the brunette is just asking for him to hurt him.

"Hiiiiii! I'm a small!" Tsuna screams, automatically raising his hands to shield his face. With his hands covering his face, the T-shirt that Tsuna is borrowing from Hibari shyly slips off his left shoulder and shows a bit of his pale, blemish-free skin. Hibari noticing the piece of clothing slide off his shoulder, stares at the exposed skin; however, Tsuna doesn't know what Hibari has done because the perfect had done it so quick. But Hibari knows that he was staring because his eyes lingered on his shoulder .5 seconds longer than what he would've liked. He remembers how he looked at the boy naked in the bathroom. Hibari has never known the feeling of awkward before, but he's beginning to get the full definition of what it is now.

Hibari tears his eyes away from the kid's shoulder, puts his tonfas away, and tells Tsuna to follow him. He pauses and wonders why he had asked the boy to follow him, why he didn't just grab the clothes and chuck it at him. But Hibari's pride got in the way of owning up to his own confusion and, instead, lets the boy follow him.

Bewildered, but not wanting to irate the older for longer, Tsuna follows him with a good five feet away from Hibari and fidgets with every step he takes. He begins to wonder if Hibari is going to bite him to death and hide his body somewhere in this house. Scared and anxious about what Hibari wants to do to him, Tsuna's imagination gets the best of him and he starts to think of Gokudera gathering a search team to look for him, while Yamamoto stays to the side laughing and saying things like:

"Maa~ Gokudera! Tsuna's probably out playing mafia!"

" It's just a game!"

"No need to worry, he's probably playing hide and seek!"

"He's gone elephant hunting! The kid (Reborn) told me!"

Of course something preposterous would come out of the baseball player's mouth, but then again, when has Yamamoto ever doubted Reborn's words? Never.

Still lost in thought, Tsuna doesn't notice how annoyed Hibari is getting by every flustered move he makes because that means the "herbivore" will start mumbling, which he's doing right now. Hibari had always had a keen sense of hearing, which he uses to his advantage, but at times like this he can't help, but despise it. Soon Hibari stops and turns around, "Hey."

"Y-y-yes!"

Tsuna realizes that they must've gotten to their destination because Hibari glares at him and has his hand on a doorknob. "Now, you're entering my room. Refrain from touching anything unless told or you will be bitten to death."

"Y-yes!"

"Good."

He turns the doorknob and opens the door to his room letting Tsuna in first so he could close the door after him. Tsuna scans the room around him like he had done when he first saw the kitchen. He spins in small semi-circles, clockwise then counter-clockwise, and finds that, once again, the room is clean. The room is spacious and has its own private bathroom connected to it, which is once again clean. Anyone would've thought that this room were to be unoccupied if not for the single toothbrush that rests in a cup on the sink counters. However, there's a bed in the room that rests against the middle wall with black pillows and comforter, but since the bed is tidy and made up like the bed displays in Macy's or Sear's, it's like no one sleeps there- and to Tsuna's knowledge, he'd probably never find out the elder one never sleeps in there; ironically. While Tsuna surveys the room Hibari walks to the closet on the left side and calls Tsuna over.

"I-I'm coming." Tsuna goes to Hibari, but he inches slowly to him, being careful not to touch anything. He doesn't want to pass out and stay at his place for an extra day. He's been staying at his place for five days after all…

"Hurry up." Hibari says sternly.

Tsuna rushes over.

Pleased with the boy's action Hibari smirks then throws a pile of clothes at him. "That's your temporary school uniform. Once you're done using it, dry clean it and return it to me immediately. Do you understand?" Hibari menacingly says.

"Y-yes." How come I had to come all the way over here?

"Good. I would've just thrown the clothes at you while passing by the room, but if I didn't tell you to come over here yourself then you wouldn't keep a single thing I just said through your thick skull." Hibari grabs Tsuna's- well, his- shirt and roughly slams him against the wall. He starts to look Tsuna over. From eyes to jaw line to collar-bone and to the flesh that is seen under the shirt. Why do I keep looking at this herbivore subconsciously?

Asking this question to himself, Hibari starts to purposefully look Tsuna in the eyes and finds that the two of them are looking at each other. Really looking at each other. Noticing the closeness, Tsuna begins to blush from his round cheeks to his ears while Hibari lets the word, "adorable" go through his mind. He never used this word voluntarily before. He doesn't like it. Doesn't like it at all.

More irritated at himself for waking the brunette up for a useless reason, he shoves Tsuna away."Get out of my sight. You're… a hindrance."

"Y-Yes!" Tsuna runs out of the room, down the hallway and into the bathroom. He slams the door close, locks it, puts his back to the door and slumps down. How come my heart was fluttering like when I think of Kyoko-chan?

I am so sorry. I am a cornholian butt face.

I actually had Spring Break (emphasis on the had), but because I was off from school and I had no assignments for that one week. I basically turned into a giant blob of procrastinating muck and I ended up not writing anything. Even before the Spring Break I had no time to write out this chapter because the ridiculous amount of projects and homework they were giving out. I go to a project based school and it sucks ass! I'm being serious!

I'm also sorry for this short crappy chapter, I'll try to get better at updating this...

-onewiththetree