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themegalooRANDOM FIC OF LAST NIGHT-- Hibari/Gokudera. Because they are the anti-social pyschotic OTP.
“You’re in my spot.”
Gokudera looked up from his lonely lunch under a nice tree (Tsuna had been called away to Italy—he would have gone but the Tenth needed someone to take care of things in Japan and Gokudera was CLEARLY the man for the job, even if he’d rather be with him in Italy instead of Yamamoto, he couldn’t let the Tenth’s important work go to waste which the baseball idiot CLEARLY would have let happen) when he had been interrupted in his Great Plans by Hibari.
Who had never changed, really.
“I don’t see your name on it.”
“I’ll bite you to death.”
“I’m not moving, you biting freak!”
In a matter of moments, the peaceful lunchtime scene had been transformed into a battleground. Tonfa and dynamite appeared out of nowhere before the combatants came to a standstill.
“You’ll damage Namimori property.”
Gokudera gave him a blank look, clearly not caring about things like school property right now when he was itching for a good fight to get rid of some tension.
“Fine.” And tonfa and dynamite went back to their hiding places (only a bit more slowly than they had appeared, don’t question it).
There was just one problem. Gokudera still wasn’t leaving and Hibari was still glaring.
“Leave. It’s my spot.”
“Still don’t see a name on it, asshole.” Gokudera smirked and took a noisy, undignified bite of his lunch. Which only made Hibari grimace more.
“You are a disgusting blemish on the Namimori grounds. Leave.”
“That’s pretty shitty incentive. I like it here.”
A line appeared between Hibari’s eyebrows as he paused to think. Gokudera was in his spot. Gokudera was not leaving. Gokudera was an unsightly blemish on his school.
So he did what any logical Hibari Kyouya would do.
He bit him. Hard. On the mouth. (And stole a bit of his lunch too, which was actually sort of good, despite how disgusting it looked when he was eating it like a cow.)
“WH-WHAT THE HELL YOU SHITTY—DID YOU JUST KISS ME?!”
Hibari gave him a Look ™ that clearly said ‘You are an idiot’ and stated: “No. I bit you. And will bite you to death.”
Gokudera stared. And stared some more. And finally…”Just sit down, you psycho, since you obviously have a crush on me and the worst incentive ever to make me leave.”
Hibari glared. And then he sat.
And then he stole Gokudera’s food.
“This doesn’t mean I like you, herbivore.”
“Whatever, psycho.”
But Gokudera grinned and Hibari used fewer teeth when Gokudera decided to ‘bite’ him goodbye at the end of lunch.
He wondered if the Tenth would be proud when he got back (stupid baseball-freak couldn’t have seduced a frog, he was quite sure).
-fin, in all it's crapped out glory-
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“You’re in my spot.”
Gokudera looked up from his lonely lunch under a nice tree (Tsuna had been called away to Italy—he would have gone but the Tenth needed someone to take care of things in Japan and Gokudera was CLEARLY the man for the job, even if he’d rather be with him in Italy instead of Yamamoto, he couldn’t let the Tenth’s important work go to waste which the baseball idiot CLEARLY would have let happen) when he had been interrupted in his Great Plans by Hibari.
Who had never changed, really.
“I don’t see your name on it.”
“I’ll bite you to death.”
“I’m not moving, you biting freak!”
In a matter of moments, the peaceful lunchtime scene had been transformed into a battleground. Tonfa and dynamite appeared out of nowhere before the combatants came to a standstill.
“You’ll damage Namimori property.”
Gokudera gave him a blank look, clearly not caring about things like school property right now when he was itching for a good fight to get rid of some tension.
“Fine.” And tonfa and dynamite went back to their hiding places (only a bit more slowly than they had appeared, don’t question it).
There was just one problem. Gokudera still wasn’t leaving and Hibari was still glaring.
“Leave. It’s my spot.”
“Still don’t see a name on it, asshole.” Gokudera smirked and took a noisy, undignified bite of his lunch. Which only made Hibari grimace more.
“You are a disgusting blemish on the Namimori grounds. Leave.”
“That’s pretty shitty incentive. I like it here.”
A line appeared between Hibari’s eyebrows as he paused to think. Gokudera was in his spot. Gokudera was not leaving. Gokudera was an unsightly blemish on his school.
So he did what any logical Hibari Kyouya would do.
He bit him. Hard. On the mouth. (And stole a bit of his lunch too, which was actually sort of good, despite how disgusting it looked when he was eating it like a cow.)
“WH-WHAT THE HELL YOU SHITTY—DID YOU JUST KISS ME?!”
Hibari gave him a Look ™ that clearly said ‘You are an idiot’ and stated: “No. I bit you. And will bite you to death.”
Gokudera stared. And stared some more. And finally…”Just sit down, you psycho, since you obviously have a crush on me and the worst incentive ever to make me leave.”
Hibari glared. And then he sat.
And then he stole Gokudera’s food.
“This doesn’t mean I like you, herbivore.”
“Whatever, psycho.”
But Gokudera grinned and Hibari used fewer teeth when Gokudera decided to ‘bite’ him goodbye at the end of lunch.
He wondered if the Tenth would be proud when he got back (stupid baseball-freak couldn’t have seduced a frog, he was quite sure).
-fin, in all it's crapped out glory-
Written because of
torte and nickelodeon!
