[hibari:04]

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Who: Gokudera and Hibari
Where: The Vongola base in Somni
Style: Third
Status: Closed. Trust me, you don't want to be in on this anyway.

Hibari kicked the door open angrily. He didn't mess about with doorbells, especially under such circumstances. He was going to go through every room in the house until he found the herbivore. And then he was going to

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He hadn't found Gokudera yet, and it was grating on his nerves. For all he knew, the herbivore wasn't even here- but that wasn't a reason to not look through the house carefully. After all, it didn't matter where Gokudera was; he'd find him.

Keeping his senses alert for sight or sound of the herbivore, Hibari started up the stairs.

Long tag is HELLA LONG, sry bb. Also, reposted for commenting failure. >.>

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The stairs ended at a small landing, with rooms on all sides. And off to the right... the rooms Gokudera had allotted to the Bucking Horse and himself. Filled with rage, Hibari stared into the darkened rooms. The voice of reason, seldom heard, told him that Gokudera wasn't exactly wrong, but he smothered it immediately.

Kyouya... That dream... why did that herbivore always show up in his dreams? He scowled and started back down the stairs, trying to push it out of his mind. He wanted nothing to do with the Bucking Horse. Cavallone was nothing to him. Yes, he'd made a decent sparring partner, but that was all. And a Cavallone in this world, deprived of his family, would be less than useless to Hibari.

Suddenly, the Dreamberry in his pocket beeped loudly- Hibari removed it, wondering what its complaint was. Searching for user: Gokudera Hayato... the screen read. A second later, a small GPS-like map popped up on the screen- Hibari recognized it as the one Gokudera had uploaded. And in the other half of the complex, a small blue dot

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Hibari took a step forward, silently removing his tonfa from their hiding place up his sleeves. "Whatever you think about me and the Bucking Horse is wrong," he snarled, body tensed, even as he-

"Kyouya..." Hands laid on his shoulders as his own tangled in messy gold hair, the feeling of his teeth sinking into skin as the other pulled at his jacket-

No, no distractions. He was not going to think about Dino, or Gokudera's past implications, or any of it. He wasn't going to think.

Another step forward. "Say it, herbivore. Say you were wrong. Maybe I'll let you live."

The same hands, trailing down his spine, resting on the small of his back; "Kyouya, I-"

"Shut up."Hibari's eye twitched, and he bit the inside of his mouth to keep his mind from wandering too far. He tasted the tang of coppery blood, and focused on the pain- the pain, and his anger

More D18 psuedo-pronz, sorry. Also, I'm locking this post for forseen content of future tags.

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"Apologies are meaningless," Hibari started, "but I cannot let those comments stand-" And then the full implication of what Gokudera had said hit him. That was it, then. There would be no mercy. He was not weak, and no one would ever think he was-

Hands moving further down, but no, he wasn't having that, he wanted to touch Dino back, too, and he slid his own hands up the Bucking Horse's shirt, teeth still firmly fastened on his shoulder. "Kyouya," Dino moaned, "please, I-"

"I told you to shut up," Hibari growled through his grip on Dino's shoulder.

Enough. Enough. He gritted his teeth again, and lunged forward. Angrily he grabbed Gokudera but the collar and hauled him up off the couch, gripping his tonfa firmly with the other hand. "Tell me, herbivore," he growled, rage building like a fire in his chest, "what would ever make you think you could get away with saying such things to me?"

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"Ah, Kyouya!" Dino moaned again as Hibari touched him, first over his pants and then in them; Hibari smirked. He was, indeed, stronger than the Bucking Horse. He'd never make such noises if-

And then Dino grabbed him back and he wasn't quick enough to stifle a groan-

That he realized he'd failed to muffle in real life, as well. Damn, damn, damn it all, why now, why did his mind pick now to stay firmly stuck on the Bucking Horse, why now when he had Gokudera so close to him, stinking of cigarette ash and sweat.

"Whether or not it is baseless does not excuse pathetic herbivores from gossiping about it," he snapped, hoping Gokudera hadn't noticed.

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Gokudera was flushed red, and Hibari knew that it hadn't escaped his notice. Damn, damn, damn everything, his reputation was ruined, he would have to-

Fisting his hands in Dino's hair as his mouth was on him, surprisingly skilled even without his subordinates around-

"Shut up," he growled, trying to think, tightening his grip, inadvertently pulling Gokudera closer. "Just stop talking."

He couldn't think. He couldn't think, and Gokudera wasn't helping anything-

"Shut up," Hibari told him again, and then he was hit with an impulse, a surefire way to keep Gokudera quiet; unfortunately, his body acted on it without allowing him time to consider whether he should or not. Before he could process what he'd done he was kissing Gokudera Hayato. Hard.

Goddamn everything...

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And Gokudera was kissing him back, and Hibari seriously began to wonder if he was out of his mind. Or if both of them were. Or what if... what if Gokudera's teasing had been masking something else? What if he- oh God -liked Hibari?

...And if he did, what the hell was Hibari going to do about it? He could stop, of course. He could pull away and go back to the original plan, which had been to bite Gokudera to death.

But if he were to be completely honest with himself, there was a part of him that didn't want to do that-

Dino beneath him, writhing in pleasure, pulling him down for a kiss so much like this one-

Growling in the back of his throat, Hibari pushed Gokudera back on to the couch, following him down, biting at his lips.