Title: How We Came To Be

Summary: Their relationship started out quite simple. All Yamamoto had to do was blow up Hibari's office. No biggie.

Disclaimer: KHR belongs to Amano Akira.

Warnings: None

Author's Note: Happy 8018 day!

~~~~~love~~~~~

It's a beautiful day out. White puffy clouds roam the vast blue skies. Bright rays of sunshine warms the earth. The children run about, laughing and playing. In the sky, the swallow chases the skylark.

"Go away, Yamamoto Takeshi." Hibari tells the other as he tries to shake the boy off his tail.

"But, Kyouya, I want us to hang out together today." Hibari's eyebrow twitches at the whine in Yamamoto's tone.

"I'm busy. Go bother someone else." Hibari walks faster. He's not in the mood for this clingy Yamamoto right now.

"Aw, come on Kyouya. It's a beautiful day. Let's not waste it indoors." Yamamoto easily catches up with the other and wraps his arm casually around the prefect's shoulder, a grin plastered on his face.

Hibari growls at the contact and roughly shrugs the other off. He turns to Yamamoto, noticing, right away, the mischievous glint in the boy's eyes.

"What are you up to, Takeshi?" Yamamoto gives him a nonchalant shrug as he innocently replies with a grin still plastered on his face.

"Nothing." Hibari wants to smash the other's face in. A plotting Yamamoto is as bad as a clingy Yamamoto, if not worse. He is, definitely, not in the mood for this right now. The paper work on his desk needs to be look over, and those third years smoking in the second floor corridor need to be bitten to death asap. He's got no time to deal with Yamamoto Takeshi. Maybe he should bite him to death? No, he'll probably just come back to life as a ghost and follow him around. Hibari wrinkles his nose at the thought.

"I've no time for fun and games." Hibari tells the other as he resumes walking.

Yamamoto has an annoying surprised look on his face, and Hibari wants to wipe it off even before the other opens his mouth.

"You know what fun is?" A tonfa immediately answers him.

"Ahaha, ow, I'm just teasing. No need to get violent." Yamamoto laughs as he rubs his face. Hibari's really cute when he's mad.

"Enough of your flirting Takeshi. I'm already immune." Hibari states, as he turns from the other, slightly red from embarrassment, though he'd never show it, crosses his arms over his chest, and waits, impatiently, for the other to tell him what he wants, and then leave him alone.

"Ah, I know. That's why I want to ask you out on a date today!" Yamamoto tells the other boy cheerfully.

Hibari doesn't even falter in his steps as he tells the other matter of factually,"Your 'date' is no fun Yamamoto Takeshi. Dating you is no fun." He walks towards the door leading out of Nami Chuu. It's obvious he isn't going to get any work done.

"Ouch. That hurts, you know. Besides, it was only one date. You can't hold it over me forever. How was I suppose to know that you dislike that baseball team?"

"It wasn't the team, Yamamoto Takeshi. It was the crowd. You should have thought in advance and bought all the tickets."

"Ah, that's a little unreasonable. You sure it wasn't the team? You were glaring at them rather harshly."

"Of course I was. They were lucky they lost to Namimori."

"Ahaha, yup! So how about that date? Let me make it up to you?" Hibari stops walking as Yamamoto blocks his path with a pleading expression on his face. His hand unconsciously grips his tonfa tighter.

"I'll leave you alone after that if you really don't like it." Hm. Tempting.

"...Fine, but you're paying." With that said, Hibari walks away from the other, sleeves billowing after him. Behind him a victorious cry breaks the peace. Hibari doesn't need to turn around to know that Yamamoto's doing a victory dance.

~~~~~love~~~~~

Author's Note: This story consists of five short chapters. They should be an interesting read despite their length. Anyway, thank you for reading. Please review. 8018 is love!