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Of all things Hibari Kyokya was Jealous were not one of them, no way. 1869

It didn't bother him at all when the Illusionist was nice and gentle to that Chrome girl. No it didn't bother him at all, those thoughts that the Illusionist liked, kissed or fucked that girl. Not that he ever got those thoughts…Unless if it was him with the illusionist.

The reason that he broke that vase when he saw them together was because they reminded him of how ugly it was...Yeah. The other guardians wondered what was going on with him; the one to figure it out was surprisingly Yamamoto. When he confronted Hibari about it, he got a nice trip to the hospital.

It didn't bother him at all when she cheered on Mukuro on their training battles. It didn't make his blood boil when he saw the smile on his lips when she did. It didn't make him touch the illusionist more during the fight to satisfy his urges.

It absolutely didn't make his blood boil when the Illusionist talked happily about much his cute little student had improved, or how much Mukuro cared about him...Nor how much Mukuro liked to ruffle and drag his fingers through the teal hair, or that he called him 'cute'. Luckily the frog doesn't visit as much anymore, glaring at him intensely worked better than he thought it would.

It didn't bother him how the redheaded girl liked to cling to Mukuro, flirt with him, urging him to go on dates with her, Telling him how beautiful his hair was or how hot he was. He didn't mind how attached Ken was to him, almost acted like the Illusionist jealous Boyfriend. Hibari did that job perfectly fine.

He didn't mind at all when the Illusionist was with someone other than him. Not at all did his blood boil when he saw Mukuro smile, joke and talk with someone other than him.

Hibari kyoya was many things but jealous was not one of them, but one thing he were though was in denial