16This is my first attempt at fan fiction.
Please do not mind my bad storyline or anything.
I welcome reviews!
I do not own anything.
Katekyo Hitman Reborn belongs to Akira Amano. (:
Hibari looked across the room at the two Mist guardians in a dance. They were dancing to a slow song playing from the speakers, and were staring at each other, without any hugs or kisses, no intimate touches, nothing.
However, just looking at them, you'd feel like looking away, as if you are intruding on two intimate lovers. They were in their own world, and nothing else mattered except the two of them.
"It doesn't matter. I don't matter." He muttered to himself. Stopping a passing waitress, he grabbed a glass of champagne and downed it.
Was he jealous? Maybe. He could feel a burning feeling in his eye, and the urge to stab Mukuro in the head.
Glancing at Chrome, he realized she was wearing a see-through looking dress. She had pretty long, wavy hair, with light makeup.
When Hibari saw her, it was as if he was seeing the Ten Years Later Chrome, and a fire lit beneath his groin. Blinking, he saw Mukuro in a matching blue suit, the exact same color of their eyes. Chrome's long lashes were in half mast, and their body moved along with the music…
He wanted her. Badly. It was lust.
"I will bite her to death, bit by bit." Hibari silently thought to himself, "When I get her in my hands." Jealous flared and burned in his chest, as he witnessed Mukuro, pulling Chrome closer into their embrace.
He needed to get out of there, as fast as possible.
Taking a last glance at them, Hibari turned, taking long, big strides to his room.
As he looked into her eyes, Mukuro could feel himself relaxing. It felt like she had created an illusion around him, like no other could, and it was a warm glow, emanating from them. Wrapping an arm around her thin, slender frame, he breathed in her scent, rousing a soft sigh from her. The breath could be felt against his chest, as she laid her head against his chest.
He could feel her body heat through her thin, blue dress. Actually, he didn't care. Not the dress. The girl. Her eyes belonged to him, too. Her beautiful violet – blue eyes. They were filled with lust and love for him, the previous night.
Heat slid from her small back, which he touched, to his groin.
She was making him want her again. No, needing her, as he reacted to her touch against his butt.
A smirk grew on his face as she tried to pull away from him. Her pretty face was red, heated. He was thinking about their previous moment together, like he was. Looking down at him, she flushed a deeper red. How cute, He thought.
Chrome liked Mukuro – sama. Obviously she did. Just a minute ago, when they were staring into each other's eyes, it was really just him and him alone. When he pulled her close, she snuggled closer, as if afraid that moment would break. But it seems that Mukuro – sama had wanted more than an embrace. She felt it. Heat had warmed her face then, as she remembered with perfect clarity the previous loved being with him, especially when he smirked, and looked at her, making her knees turn gooey.
Unable to stand it any longer, Mukuro pulled Chrome, and lifted her head towards his, closing the gap between their lips, with no hesitation.
Tsuna was in disbelief. Did he just see longing in Kyoya Hibari's grey, cold, eyes? Taking a look at his Mist guardians, he could feel their love reaching him. He shook his head, clearing away the impossible thoughts. He decided that Hibari couldn't be jealous.