Fanfic: Seasons in the Sun (D18 Fic/Art Exchange)

Jun 17, 2010 16:55

Title: Seasons in the Sun
Pinch-hitter: nuvolaluz
Recipient: kirayukari
Prompt: A situation where Hibari warms up to Dino.
Rating: T
Word count: 488
Summary: They are children, in the eyes of Cosa Nostra. Slight AU. Hibari is the only son of a Yakuza boss and Dino is his assigned mentor.




“Kyoya.”

The boy hates being called that, but Dino loves the feel of the sound. The Japanese don’t use first names with anyone outside their immediate family. Dino loves the feel of the sound of an unconventional privilege. The boy hates being called that, but he allows it.

“Do you remember what to do if you’re kidnapped?”

Soft dark blue eyes blink up at him. Only five years separate them, but often Dino feels as though the young Hibari is mocking him in the way that a senile Don would, through those eyes. Of course he remembers what to do if he is kidnapped.

“C’é un uccel’lino,” he says instead, the Italian vowels soft in his mouth. Dino looks. The baby bird peeks over the edge of his nest, yellow and vulnerable. So unlike the boy.

He’s in line to work for the Vongola. Dino is glad, because even though there are five years separating them, the Vongola unites all.

***

And then Hibari is tested.

The Vongola have determined him suitable for guardianship. Dino doesn’t understand until they show him the half ring.

Still, his knuckles turn white over the handle of his whip when he finds out what kind of test the boy has to endure. He is fifteen, in line to be the capo of his famiglia. But he loves the boy and the bird.

Luckily the Vongola don’t condone that.

Hibari does.

He comes back from Germany with a bruised ribcage. The bird has flown away, and it’s four years before he sees the boy again.

***

“Kyoya.”

The boy isn’t a boy anymore, but he still hates and allows the soft slur of the two foreign syllables.

“Do you remember what to do if Tsuna is kidnapped?”

Hibari takes a half step back, a glint of metal flashing under the fold of his sleeve. Hard blue eyes regard him carefully. Of course he knows what to do.

The tonfa flash out. The is a snap and crack as splitting as his heartbreak four years ago and when it’s over Hibari suggests that blood on the Nami Middle rooftop is vandalizim of some kind.

The bird is perched happily on the fence, not two feet from the ledge where two boys once clung desperately to one another in the relief of life. Dino takes advantage of none of this, tasting his blood on the boy’s lips. The kiss is violent on one side, tender on the other.

At some point the boy will gasp for breath, strangling into a choke on one syllable.

“Dino.”

He is nineteen and in line to be the capo of his famiglia. But he loves the boy, and Kyoya isn’t anymore, so he feels no guilt in the clumsiness of his movements when he pushes him down to the concrete and runs his fingers along pale skin. Hibari flinches at first, hates the intimacy almost immediately, but allows it.

fanfic, d18 fic/art exchange

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