She shouldn't be there. It was absurd that she would even consider this! He wasn't interested in her sadness. He would probably chase her away or threaten her...
Why was she there? Haru chided herself as her hands balled into fists. She was standing outside Hibari Kyoya's door and feeling rather foolish. Of all the guardians she could seek comfort from! And there were six others to choose from!
The only problem was that Yamamoto wasn't there; he'd had to make an impromptu trip to Italy. Gokudera wasn't even an option. He would only make her even sadder than she already was. Lambo was too young to understand and would just take her mind off things a little. Tsuna, the boss of the family, would lend her an ear, but he was half the cause of her distress. Ryohei was like her big brother and Kyoko was her best friend. She could go to them too, but Kyoko was the other half of the reason she was sad and Ryohei was therefore omitted as an option due to relation. Mukuro wasn't exactly an option either.
Chrome might listen, but she wasn't in the house either and neither was Lambo for that matter. They had gone with Yamamoto to Italy, now that she thought about it. Much as she didn't want to admit that her stupid decision made sense, Hibari seemed to be the best of the options she had left. She rubbed her arms and looked at his door. No, she really shouldn't...
There was any number of reasons why she shouldn't.
It was the middle of the night.
It was Hibari Kyoya, the demon of Namimori, the hardened seemingly unfeeling Skylark that she was going to for comfort.
He would not be very forgiving of her interrupting his sleep.
Taking a deep breath, she decided to tempt fate. Her hand was raised and knocking on the door before she could fight herself any longer. She was trembling, but that was mostly from the cold. She waited. Maybe he wouldn't come. Maybe he was a heavy sleeper. Oh well, she had tried. She would get in touch with Chrome in the morning, maybe, or go and see Hana.
Well, Hana was crossed out too since she was dating Ryohei who was already off her list. Maybe Fuuta... But he was also off her list since he was as loyal as Basil when it came to Tsuna. She took only two steps back down the hall when the door opened. She stopped, all her senses on alert.
"There had better be a good reason for waking me, herbivore," she heard behind her. She blushed, just then realising how short her nightdress was. Well, she had called him so it was time to see if she had been wrong in coming to him or not.
"I'm sorry, Hibari-san," she said softly and turned to face him. She gave him a small smile and rubbed her arms again. This was turning into a very bad idea with every second. Really, the best thing to do was turn and run. He would probably think she was a mad woman though and she doubted he would like that very much...
His arms caught her upper arms and she gasped. When had he gotten so close? That was the second time in twenty four hours! Her gaze shot up to meet his. He smiled down at her, actually smiled! Her breath hitched. She didn't dare move.
"Miura-san, why are you standing outside my door at two in the morning?" he asked, not letting go of her arms.
"W... well, Hibari-san was really nice to Haru today. I even got all the laundry done on time..." He placed his fingers over her mouth interrupting her explanation. For one thing, she was about to babble again and for the second, he wanted a straight answer.
"I hope this has nothing to do with the laundry," he said. She shook her head rather timidly and took a deep breath when he lifted his fingers. Her skin tingled where his hands lay. She should continue her explanation.
"Y... you see... Tsuna-san and... and... Kyoko-chan..." her vision blurred as she stammered. Noting this, Hibari sighed and pulled her into his arms.
"You're upset because the herbivore didn't choose you?" he said. His chest rumbled beneath her face in a way she found she liked when he spoke. She sniffed and nodded, not willing to ruin his meticulous pyjama top. She shut her eyes and let his warmth seep through her. For the second time that day, she felt warm and comforted. She could stay there forever, she thought.
"It's late," he said and took her hand leading her into his room. He shut the door not even breaking a stride and Haru didn't even have time to think about what was happening. Before she knew it, her bedroom slippers were off and she was lying in a soft bed with Hibari's warm body right behind her.
"Go to sleep," he said simply and shut his eyes. He was asleep in a moment. Haru stayed wide awake. Sleep? Highly unlikely! She didn't dare turn to face him. She tried to move, but his hold on her tightened.
Oh well, she had asked for this in not so many words. She might as well get comfortable. She shut her eyes breathing in the strangely comforting scent of Hibari and before she knew it, she was asleep.
Hibari wasn't asleep. He had wanted her to rest a little. She had interrupted his sleep and he should probably have throttled her, but as a rule, he never hit a defenceless woman. He knew how to scare them for sure, and that was all the discipline they needed really, but he would never actually harm them. Standing in the cold hall today, she had looked so forlorn that he had found he couldn't help himself.
On top of which, of all the guardians in the Vongola, she had chosen him to confide in. It was probably because he had noticed her distress in the morning. The amazing factor was the courage it probably took to knock on his door, purposely interrupt his sleep and stand there to offer the sole reason of seeking comfort. That in itself was amazing.
He had blamed his small animal analogy of her and his need to get back to sleep for dragging her into his room and into his bed.
Miura Haru was proving to be a real puzzle to him, and one, he was finding, he rather liked trying to solve. Giving her one last look, he shut his eyes and went back to sleep. He could sort out any unwanted problems that would obviously stem from this in the morning.