Damage Control

Yamamoto sighed contently and leaned back against the wall. He was having one of those days where he wasn’t around Tsuna or Gokudera mainly because, Reborn ‘borrowed’ the two for training (or something like that). His eyes leisurely closed, relishing the silence. Somehow, he couldn’t help but miss the usual screams and cries that came whenever Hibari would patrol the halls.

“HIIIEEEE!!! Hibari-san, we’re sorry!” Tsuna’s voice echoed loudly followed by the loud slam of the school’s roof door as he looked for an escape route.

“Tenth!” Gokudera called out in desperation; before he turned to go after his boss, he growled at the other guardian, “Damn it, you bastard! What the hell did we do to you this time?”

“Crowding around and destroying school property.” Hibari replied monotonously with a glare, raised his tonfas and loomed threateningly over the two.

‘Ah, there it is.’ Yamamoto thought to himself as he saw Hibari enter the rooftop, tonfas out and ready to fight. A small grin made its way across Yamamoto’s lips. As much as he liked the occasional peace and quiet, to him, nothing beats having damage control with Hibari.

Ignoring the few bruises he’ll get later.