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Idealism of Children [Dino, Hibari]
Idealism of Children
Characters: Dino, Hibari
Wordcount: 500
Notes:
shiorikazen, here's what I made of your prompt! *grins* Alas, I am afraid it makes a serious attempt to be flowery (note the word 'attempt') and all the things you hate, so erm. Sorry. T_T
When Dino was in the mood to nurse old headaches and acquire new ones (not an infrequent happening in a thoughtful young man with the perfect disposition of a Mafia Boss), he often found his thoughts wandering to Kyouya, and wondering how someone so damn predictable could be so difficult to handle. So far the pattern of their interactions had not deviated yet: Dino showed up at Namimori, sometimes at Reborn's behest but increasingly for his own reasons, sought out the solitary boy's hideouts which by now were all known to him, few and unchanging as they were, and – despite consistent failure – attempted the “Talk first, fight later,” approach. The time in which he had to try this ranged from none at all when Kyouya was awake, to slightly less than one second if Kyouya was asleep, which was how long it took the boy to unfurl from his nap, covering a yawn with one hand, and switch to a predatory air, steel tonfas materialising from nowhere and snapping through the air in one long smooth attack.
“We really should stop doing this. Like this, I mean,” said Dino, when he'd gained a fleeting reprieve by tangling Kyouya's ankle in whip and literally sweeping him off his feet. There are better ways to communicate than violence, he thought, but didn't say it out loud since for Kyouya there really weren't. Dino's body by now was an assortment of barely identifiable pains all merging into each other and as Kyouya struggled upright and glared at him, he could see flecks of blood on Kyouya's skin and uniform and the scarlet band safety-pinned to his left sleeve, red streaks on red.
“Fight seriously or I'll--”
Bite you to death, Dino supplied mentally, but Kyouya did not finish the sentence; for a moment there was a flicker, a wavering that Dino saw sometimes, as if the boy's frustration had hit some certain, absolute limit. It was, Dino estimated, the closest thing to despair that Kyouya was capable of manifesting. But then it was gone again, drowned in bloodlust and pride and a curious childish innocence, the kind that Dino had lost when he grew up and realised that he had to kill and hurt and break the law in order to do the right thing, to protect what he loved best.
It was an innocence Dino would have liked him to keep, even knowing that something like Kyouya was destined to die fast, die young, die beautiful, in order to be preserved as it was and not be brought to shame; and when it came down to it Dino's priorities were clear. Beauty was rare, idealism precious -- yet living was more important, Family was more important, and compromise was something you could survive, even if you would never be unscarred again.
“Make me,” he said, and Kyouya sprang forward, eyes intent with the only things he understood – while Dino only saw all the things he did not understand yet, that Dino was adamant he learn – and it started again, impact and the lash of whip and creation of new bruises, until Kyouya's body could no longer keep up with his will and Dino could allow himself to sink to the floor, dizzy and hurting and exhilarated, and no longer sure whether he was doing this for the boy's sake, or for his own.
Characters: Dino, Hibari
Wordcount: 500
Notes:
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When Dino was in the mood to nurse old headaches and acquire new ones (not an infrequent happening in a thoughtful young man with the perfect disposition of a Mafia Boss), he often found his thoughts wandering to Kyouya, and wondering how someone so damn predictable could be so difficult to handle. So far the pattern of their interactions had not deviated yet: Dino showed up at Namimori, sometimes at Reborn's behest but increasingly for his own reasons, sought out the solitary boy's hideouts which by now were all known to him, few and unchanging as they were, and – despite consistent failure – attempted the “Talk first, fight later,” approach. The time in which he had to try this ranged from none at all when Kyouya was awake, to slightly less than one second if Kyouya was asleep, which was how long it took the boy to unfurl from his nap, covering a yawn with one hand, and switch to a predatory air, steel tonfas materialising from nowhere and snapping through the air in one long smooth attack.
“We really should stop doing this. Like this, I mean,” said Dino, when he'd gained a fleeting reprieve by tangling Kyouya's ankle in whip and literally sweeping him off his feet. There are better ways to communicate than violence, he thought, but didn't say it out loud since for Kyouya there really weren't. Dino's body by now was an assortment of barely identifiable pains all merging into each other and as Kyouya struggled upright and glared at him, he could see flecks of blood on Kyouya's skin and uniform and the scarlet band safety-pinned to his left sleeve, red streaks on red.
“Fight seriously or I'll--”
Bite you to death, Dino supplied mentally, but Kyouya did not finish the sentence; for a moment there was a flicker, a wavering that Dino saw sometimes, as if the boy's frustration had hit some certain, absolute limit. It was, Dino estimated, the closest thing to despair that Kyouya was capable of manifesting. But then it was gone again, drowned in bloodlust and pride and a curious childish innocence, the kind that Dino had lost when he grew up and realised that he had to kill and hurt and break the law in order to do the right thing, to protect what he loved best.
It was an innocence Dino would have liked him to keep, even knowing that something like Kyouya was destined to die fast, die young, die beautiful, in order to be preserved as it was and not be brought to shame; and when it came down to it Dino's priorities were clear. Beauty was rare, idealism precious -- yet living was more important, Family was more important, and compromise was something you could survive, even if you would never be unscarred again.
“Make me,” he said, and Kyouya sprang forward, eyes intent with the only things he understood – while Dino only saw all the things he did not understand yet, that Dino was adamant he learn – and it started again, impact and the lash of whip and creation of new bruises, until Kyouya's body could no longer keep up with his will and Dino could allow himself to sink to the floor, dizzy and hurting and exhilarated, and no longer sure whether he was doing this for the boy's sake, or for his own.
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My onlyonlyonly criticism is that a not infrequent happening is supremely awkward, and would make more sense written not an infrequent happening.
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And thanks for the concrit! I must admit that I like non-standard syntax so overly much that it starts to sound natural to me, I use it so often.
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*gleeful*
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(And yeah, stylistic experimentation appears to be over. Back to the seventy-word sentences it is.)
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(I enjoy both, so whatever. *g*)
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Most important: no yaoi.
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Miniscule nitpick: I think Hibari's tonfas are made of steel, not wood. xD
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Oh damn; how am I supposed to fix that sentence now! I wanted the alliteration! *pulls face*
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Thank you for the interesting prompts too - they're definitely fun to work with! Although I keep wondering whether I'll have to do some pretty radical revision of canon Longchamp characterisation to make him into a form I can write without wincing. May be slightly slow about writing them because I just suck that way, if you don't mind? :S
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Ahaha. I've spend a year in this fandom, and so far, I've seen like, one (possible two, I can't remember) Longchamp fanfictions. It's strange, considering he's a pretty... Unique character. *cough*
But on the other hand, it's the first time I've seen gen abot Hibari and Dino. ♥ on you!
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Kyouya was destined to die fast, die young, die beautiful, in order to be preserved as it was and not be brought to shame;
Oh yes. Perfect.
Absolutely fantastic.
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Hibari and Dino are just wonderful characters to exploit~ 8D
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( yey gen *w* )
Ohmigod that was greaaaaaat. THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUsomuch, it was perfect right before going to sleep, now I can have good dreams, haha.
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Meming!
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Thanks! This is randomly more of the style I generally write in; the rest of the KHR fic I've been experimenting with simpler sort of writing. Partly because I admire
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In short, simple is the best.
Oh, how about you divide the epic in n-logy and such, Hibari learn wearing a suit, Hibari learn listening to Dino, Hibari learn listening to Kusakabe, Hibari learn how to take care of small animal, blah blah blah (^o^)
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And yet, 10YL Hibari seems to be someone who's achieved enough balance that he is someone who can keep going.
*grins* So perhaps Dino is doing this for the both of them.
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And yet 10YL Hibari still might die, in the sense that I think he's utterly accepted the way he lives and thought about the consequences; I'm think of when he tells Tsuna that he'll fight alone even if he dies. He kinda still lives the same way as 10YB version, it's just very very - integrated; you get the feeling he's balanced and sort of sane about it all. It fascinates me. *pokes at those two some more*
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oh god you captured dino & hibari so perfectlyyy ♥ i especially loved how you portrayed hibari as still a child. and dino trying to teach him, ahaha how cute.
adlkjgalkd incoherent orz this fic was perfect in so many waysss. ♥♥♥
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Also. *thwaps you* Stop doing yourself down, woman! You're doing an excellent job of capturing characterization, quit ragging on yourself.
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T_T *sheepish* My new Fandom Syndrome, it always gets pretty appalling. And the KHR characters do drive me absolutely nuts. Thank you.
Mind you, I know I'm going to have to write Gokudera and Tsuna properly eventually and they're going to be a complete pain to get right. ;___________;
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...I forgot that Hibari's name was Kyouya >>; Cue confusion until google came to the rescue
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And thanks! Dino is still troublesome to get right though; I still want to find some sort of voice to give him. *pokes at him*
(please get better soon!)
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Anyway, lovely ficlet ♥
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at the hands of Mukuro, dying to save the Vongola or somesuch. XDNevertheless. It'd be so interesting if he did survive, and what sort of perspective age would give him. We can already see some change in his TYL version, and honestly? At twenty-five you're still capable of changing your worldview quite a bit.
Thank you!
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^_^ I like the way you described stuff, because I can see the scene without the descriptions feeling like clutter.
I'm wondering about the timeline of this fic, though, because if I remember, Dino trained Hibari far away from Namimori.
The first paragraph made me laugh, because well... XD Younger Hibari's quite predictable. Fight, fight and more fight. ...even if his loyalty and all that is still blurry to me. *grumps* *goes off to analyse more canon* botheryouhibari And well, poor Dino. It's quite a thankless job. XD But you know, I sort of think that Reborn wouldn't pester Dino about training Hibari. I think that Reborn only mentioned it once, and Dino went off when he decided to.
tangling Kyouya's ankle in whip and literally sweeping him off his feet.
I want to see Hibari literally flying through the air.
There are better ways to communicate than violence, he thought, but didn't say it out loud since for Kyouya there really weren't. ...and I was telling Liz (before I read this fic) that Hibari doesn't sit down and think, he just uses violence and fights. And I think that the reason that Hibari is so annoyed because he can see Dino within his reach (unlike say, Reborn), and yet, Dino keeps defeating him, even without his full strength.
This may be morbid, but I do wonder how and when Hibari will die. He just... doesn't seem to be the type to go out silently. (And please, don't write that fic. T.T There's enough possibility for angst in canon, and I don't like death-fics because it's so final.)
*dissolves into puddle at the last paragraph* lynnnnnnnnn. I should make some sort of coherent comment on the last paragraph, but ah... blargh, this is probably the paragraph that overlaps that most with my head-canon. That's probably all you need to know.
So not related to your fic (apart from the fact that it's Dino and Hibari), but I'm sort of wondering just when Hibari completely surpasses Dino, and what happens then, if anything at all. (Why yes I woke up with yet another idea. *headdesks*) need to start bouncing ideas... I need to write fic, and fic refuses to be written. *sulks* ...and now I need to bounce Hibari-backstory ideas of someone, somewhere. T.T
...Do I even need to say that I'm saving this? ...heck, I may even save it on my handphone one of these days.
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1) Yeah, I totally did some crazy punctuation when I was younger! I'd like to think I don't do that much of it these days, though, although it's always fun to sit down and write crazy unorthodox sentence structures.
2) I think this is set slightly after the Rings arc, either before 10YL arc or during some timeline where 10YL arc didn't happen. (did that make sense?)
3) And I think that the reason that Hibari is so annoyed because he can see Dino within his reach (unlike say, Reborn), and yet, Dino keeps defeating him, even without his full strength. - Yeah, totally agree with you there. That would be the thing that drives him nuts. Like Mukuro.
And thank you! XD I'm glad you liked it. Incidentally, I'm sure Dino goes to train Hibari because of his own reasons, because really Hibari is really this fairly dangerous volatile kid who is destined to crash some day. But I'm sure it suits him to have the excuse of saying that he's doing it for the good of the Vongola. XD
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