Hello Baby!

Hello! This would be my very first KHR fan fiction and I hope I did not do any much damage to the canon characters' personalities. I hope the story suits your liking and I do not own Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, if I did then it wouldn't have ended so soon and we would have all seen *smexy*TYL!Tsuna's face. ^_^

D-day has arrived. Kyoya stood silently still watching the platinum-blonde bride marching down the aisle until she was standing beside his father. She was smiling brightly at his father, which he returned with his own. This caught him off-guard. It's not that his father couldn't smile, but he was a stern and serious man, and smiling is a luxury that he can only gain once in a blue moon. The closest expression he does to smiling is smirking. He was also a very conservative and traditional man — which also surprised him that his father was willing to marry that woman in a westernized wedding.

He didn't understand every bit of it, but hey, whatever suits his fancy, as long as it is not some themed wedding that makes them look like idiots — including himself — he can tolerate it.

After the marriage ceremony, everyone attended the reception. It was simple, modest, and again, not that crowded. At the farthest corner of the room was Kyoya – casually leaning against the wall with arms crossed in front — observing the people interact with the newly wed couple. They have been at it for hours, talking, laughing, dancing and singing and it was getting on his nerves. Kyoya was not one to be mingling around people, but it was his father's big day and it would be heartless of him if he didn't show his support but he was at his point. He decided to step out of the party to seclusion. This was going to be a long day.

The very next day, Kyoya was walking home from school. He was downright irritated and on the verge of biting the heads off the second another herbivore pesters him about having a foreigner as a mother, a step-mother to be exact. Truly, it was nothing special. She was just like any other female herbivores out there, only that she managed to weaken his father's knees, so he's got some amount of respect for the lady - as long as she stays out of his business of course.

He was now nearing his residence when an elderly neighbor greeted him and informed him that a visitor arrived earlier in his house. He simply nodded and continued his way. Upon reaching their doorstep, the door suddenly opened, revealing a somewhat albino boy. He was all clad in white. He looked like he was his age or a year younger even.

"Hi! You must be Kyo-chan." the boy chirped. Kyoya's eyes narrowed at what he just heard. This albino just dug up his own grave. "Who are you?" Kyoya demanded, but before the other boy could reply, his father was in sight and joined the them. "I see you're home. Inside, now. I want to speak to you privately."

Kyoya followed his father's order, he took off his shoes and followed his father to his study. As they seated, Kyoya demanded some answers. He waited for a couple of seconds before his father spoke.

"The boy you met earlier is Byakuran," his father started, "and he is your step-brother. He will be living with us from now on." Nine years of his life he had been an only child, he had foreseen that since his father re-married he'd have a half-sibling, but a step-brother was the last thing on his mind.

"Father, how come I was not informed of this beforehand?" he says.

"I know you don't wish to be bothered by petty matters. And, you need not to worry about sharing rooms, I know you want as much personal space," his father commented.

There was a sudden deafening silence in the room. Images began flowing in his mind, images that may be his hereafter. He abruptly stood up and said in a huffy voice, "Do as you please," and started walking out of the room. Great just what he needed: more company.

Two months after his father's wedding, Kyoya returned to his usual routine - sort of. He would make his usual rounds, 'discipline' law offenders and — and — avoid Byakuran at all cost. He has every reason to because ever since Byakuran moved in with them, he had become his object of loathing. The younger boy keeps invading his room without permission — even with his consent, he still wouldn't let him in — and randomly talks about his undying love for marshmallows and other crap that Kyoya doesn't care about. Also, he incessantly calls him 'Kyo-chan' to the point he'll throw his tonfa's at him every time he utters that forbidden word. But instead of backing off, Byakuran seem to enjoy tormenting Kyoya with his antics. It's not his fault that he was bored. Besides, Kyoya makes the perfect guinea pig for silly little games. He's predictable, temperamental and responsive. Byakuran simply find him assertive and dominating. He's someone who refuses to be restrained despite being a prefect himself. A way to sum it up, he's a hypocrite using rules as an excuse to harass people and (bite them to death) beat them up if his ideals are not met — and this sparks Byakuran's interest. He wanted to know how long it would take to break him in every means. This would be the best game he'd ever play.

A/N: So how was it? Hateful, right? I know my prologue is kinda rushed but I am planning on revising it when I finish writing the later chapters. And I promise you that with every chapter you read, I will keep improving. Thou shall see improvement! *gets thrown with cabbages*

…Oh! And don't be afraid to give me constructive criticisms. I won't bite. ^_^