-- [Soooo gen; G]
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Author: the_lady_lamb
Genre: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Sub-genre: Gen afuckingain
Summary: The literal is as dangerous as Hibari Kyouya, who is as dangerous ten years later as he ever was.
Rated: PG for Hibari.
Author's Notes: I was going to submit this late for the Week 2 challenge at khr100 but then I wrote something decent instead. So this will probably never see the light of day. Oh well. This is mostly me trying unsuccessfully to provoke my nonexistent Hibari muse so that I can write that other drabble out. Fffff.
When Reborn appeared as his tutor not ten years ago, Tsuna was ill-prepared to be a mafia boss, very less deal with a war that stretched across both the seas and the skies he is entitled to by right of flame. Relatively speaking, he has grown; his nose is sharper now, as is his mind. But he is still himself - starkly naïve, and unbelievably normal. And so, for all that Reborn has taught him, he is unprepared for Hibari to be taken, and he is even less prepared for the result of their attempts at retrieval.
Reborn smiles and hefts his gun back into its holster, as unreadable as the day they met. “Hibari-kun is as unpredictable as ever.”
“Hm? I was thinking the word ‘ruthless’, actually…” Dino has his hands tucked in his pockets and his eyes on the back of his former student. His men stand agape and Tsuna barely resists the urge to join them. Gokudera hrumphs, shoving the corpse away with his foot, arms held as rigid as his frown.
“Leave it to that guy to actually bite somebody to death.”
“Like a vampire,” Lambo says, idly.
Perhaps it’s Hibari himself that Tsuna is unprepared for.
Author: the_lady_lamb
Genre: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Sub-genre: Gen afuckingain
Summary: The literal is as dangerous as Hibari Kyouya, who is as dangerous ten years later as he ever was.
Rated: PG for Hibari.
Author's Notes: I was going to submit this late for the Week 2 challenge at khr100 but then I wrote something decent instead. So this will probably never see the light of day. Oh well. This is mostly me trying unsuccessfully to provoke my nonexistent Hibari muse so that I can write that other drabble out. Fffff.
When Reborn appeared as his tutor not ten years ago, Tsuna was ill-prepared to be a mafia boss, very less deal with a war that stretched across both the seas and the skies he is entitled to by right of flame. Relatively speaking, he has grown; his nose is sharper now, as is his mind. But he is still himself - starkly naïve, and unbelievably normal. And so, for all that Reborn has taught him, he is unprepared for Hibari to be taken, and he is even less prepared for the result of their attempts at retrieval.
Reborn smiles and hefts his gun back into its holster, as unreadable as the day they met. “Hibari-kun is as unpredictable as ever.”
“Hm? I was thinking the word ‘ruthless’, actually…” Dino has his hands tucked in his pockets and his eyes on the back of his former student. His men stand agape and Tsuna barely resists the urge to join them. Gokudera hrumphs, shoving the corpse away with his foot, arms held as rigid as his frown.
“Leave it to that guy to actually bite somebody to death.”
“Like a vampire,” Lambo says, idly.
Perhaps it’s Hibari himself that Tsuna is unprepared for.