Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn belongs to...dun dun dun...Amano Akira (a woman after my own heart)
The only things that belong to me would be my love for the pairings, any random OC's that I throw in and the storyline (which was probably inspired by some manga I read...or maybe not), anyway, enjoy! 3
A/N: This is an AU fic that will have several references from the original manga.
It's cold. Where--where am I? Someone...anyone...save me...
"Oi, what the heck are you supposed to be?"
I looked up hazily and tried to keep my eyes open. There was a boy in front of me, jet black hair, a little taller than me, but what was most striking about him was his eyes. An icy sort of blue, cold...like snow.
"Do you want to come with me?"
I stared at the hand that was held out in front of me. 'Should I take it?', I wondered. Using what little strength I had left, I lifted my hand and grabbed onto his.
"I'm Hibari Kyouya, what's your name?"
"Where are you from?"
"I don't know..."
"How old are you?"
"Fiv--five years old."
"Hmm, I guess I'm older then, coz I'm six."
I didn't realize I was shivering, I never even noticed I was no longer cold. Because his hand was holding mine and...it was warm. He dragged me to his car and his driver brought us to a huge house.
"You live here Hibari-san?"
"Yes, welcome to my home."
"Is it only you that lives here?"
"Well, there's my butler and my driver."
"I see...aren't you lonely?"
He purposely ignored me. I could see that he didn't want to answer my question. I didn't want him to be mad at him, so I stopped talking. He went over to the fire place, which was suprisingly already lit.
"It was probably Heiji."
"You were wondering who lit the fireplace right?"
"Well it was my butler Heiji."
We sat in silence for a while. I felt bad, maybe he was angry at me for prying at his feelings. I moved close to him and tugged on his sleeve.
"I'm sorry Hibari-san."
"For prying and asking if you were lonely."
"I kind of am...lonely I guess."
He looked sad. So lost and sad. I wondered if that's how I looked to him. I lifted my arms and wrapped it around him, hugging him. I had a vague memory of someone doing the same thing to me when I was young and feeling sad. I wondered who it was. I hoped this would make Hibari-san feel better.
"It's because of the fire Hibari-san."
"No...it's not the fire."
I didn't argue with him. I just kept holding him...until he pulled away.
"Hey, I'll adopt you okay."
"I dunno, I just feel like it."
"Maybe it's because I've taken a liking to you--hey! why are you crying?"
"Coz you're warm."
"Stupid, it's the fire."
I shook my head and the tears kept spilling. Even when I was battered and bruised, dying in the snow, I did not cry. But...hearing such things...made me sad and happy at the same time.
"You're so warm Hibari-san."
"I don't like formalities, from now on you're my ototou, so just call me whatever you want."
A/N: Hmmm, I clearly don't know where I'm going with this ^^;;
Please forgive me! And I hope you enjoyed the prologue, I'm working on making my chapters longer xP