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Here’s my gift for Atan! Is this romantic idk man but I gave it my all. Happy Valentines!

ARC 1 - Fueledbyfangirling (BB)

Hello, Atan! I decided to go with your idea of “when Hibari is feeling very possessive and overprotective” + TYL setting. It was a pleasure to write. I truly hope that you enjoy the gift, as well as the rest of 2018. Take care, and best wishes for the new year, too! May lots of fun, happy, and peaceful moments come your way. I wish you all the best! Sincerely, BB

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“You. Are. Mine.”

The sentence escapes Hibari’s lips in a low growl, each word punctuated by a threatening pause. His breath ghosts over Yamamoto’s neck as the Cloud Guardian stands behind him, their bodies pressed tightly against one another’s.

Hibari simply couldn’t handle it anymore. All the pathetic herbivores with their eyes on his prey. How foolish they are, to think they can take Yamamoto away from him. Once he has claimed something as his own, it’s his for as long as he desires. It’s always been in his nature. Possessive? Most people would say so. But since when has he ever lost sleep over the opinions of herbivores? It’s not their place to judge what they don’t know about, and he doubts any of them have ever experienced anything like this before.

- - -

Once upon a time, they were classmates. Their fates intertwined, and they became members of the same Famiglia. Years passed, and after that… well, that’s where the lines begin to blur.

Is he my lover? Hibari asked himself once, in a moment he would later deem temporary insanity. As soon as the thought entered his mind, he couldn’t help but laugh. No, there was no “love” involved in this… not on his end, anyway. What goes through Yamamoto’s mind, Hibari doesn’t know. What he does know is that the Rain Guardian always looks at him with that soft expression… always whispers his name in the gentlest tone… always stays ‘til the next morning, even once the sex is done.

Thinking about it too much is a bother, and none of the labels Hibari has heard before seem to fit. So he keeps it simple. If anyone asks him what Yamamoto is, he will simply reply with, “He is mine.” After all, it is the truth.

- - -

“Hiba… ri…”

Yamamoto’s moans as Hibari pushes into him are music to the Cloud Guardian’s ears. He hadn’t had the patience to find a bed. Up against the wall is good enough for now. All he cared about was claiming Yamamoto, reminding him who he belonged to.

Minutes earlier, the two had been downstairs with the rest of the Vongola in honor of Tsuna’s birthday. Hibari, aloof as always, gravitated towards the back of the ballroom. He still detested crowds as much as he did back when he was a middle schooler. Still, he was there out of respect for the man he’d accepted as Boss. From the corner of his eye, he could see Yamamoto, chatting away with his friends from the Namimori days and livening up the mood. Hibari had no urge to join. Instead, he stayed back and observed. The former baseball player’s booming laugh. The way he casually threw his arm over his friends’ shoulders, a habit from the old days. None of that really bothered Hibari. Though he never partook in such actions himself, he supposed that was what having “friends” was like. None of them wanted Yamamoto in a way that would bring out Hibari’s possessive side.

But then… they had to appear.

Hibari didn’t even know where the girls had come from. If they had been from Namimori, surely he would have recognized them from his daily habit of patrolling the school grounds. Even if years had passed since then, he wouldn’t have forgotten their faces. Just who were these outsiders, crowding around Yamamoto like pathetic herbivores? He could feel himself getting more and more annoyed with each passing second as they attempted to flirt with the former athlete. Their type was not uncommon in the Mafia world– people trying to gain status by kissing up to the Boss’s friends first. It irritated Hibari down to the very core.

And then… one of them reached her hand out, and actually dared to touch Yamamoto’s arm.

That was the moment in which Hibari couldn’t take it anymore. She had no right to touch what was his. Without saying a word, he walked over and clamped his hand down on the same spot where the girl’s had been just seconds earlier.

“Oh, Hibari! Haha, I didn’t know you were—” “Save it,” Hibari mumbled up at the taller male, leading him away from the crowd.

He knew those girls meant nothing to Yamamoto. He knew they were just useless herbivores. Yet… something in him had been awakened. His frustration had reached a boiling point, and he couldn’t take merely watching anymore. He wanted to be the only one to touch Yamamoto. He wanted to be the one to remind him who he belonged to. He was the only one that could do it properly, after all.

ARC 2 - Ppurificated (ppurificated)

a simple hibari and yama, happy holiday :d

ARC 3 - Yourmoontothenightsky (Kana)

Happy birthday @trololous! 

I’ve been thinking what to give you, since I told you last year that I’ll keep your birthday in mind, and now here it is! :P Hug your children tightly LOL

The first movie? yeah Kato Keisuke as Gii. They have changed the actors in the 2nd movie onwards though… (but still, many Tokusatsu guys)