Cacophony

Heed this Warning

"When you take something you are to give an equal gift in return. Otherwise your life helps to atone and fill up the remaining pieces."

It's bitter, the aftertaste, although mixed with a sweet dilute the flavor is still terrible at the end. Forcing him to place his mug down on the warm surface of the inn's oak table. Only they sit in the dimly lit room by the comfort of the dimming fire.

Impatience drags at the edge of his words. He is not here to learn of legends or made up tales that force children to behave at night lest they risk being gobbled up in the dead of night.

Hibari Kyoya is only here to learn of the way to obtain a worthy opponent. Following the lead of rumor.

He does not care for a bedtime story even if this boy has bet his entire life on it.

"Your point? Hurry it up."

Tsunayoshi clicks his tongue, hand tracing the wooden designs of the table. "You're terribly impatient, Hibari-san." His eyes narrowing at the glare he gets for the comment.

"I do not care for childish folklore."

At this Tsuna laughs, damaging to his ears. It was taunting and he wished to beat the arrogant herbivore into the ground. If not for the remaining expression, which kept him slightly interested in the topic. Only by a thread.

"Then consider it a warning. Even you know witches and practitioners of dark arts exist, you should know more than anyone that there are corrupt ways in which people take things. So I suggest you listen well when I say this advice."

Kyoya's eyes narrowed but nevertheless he would humor it.

"If you travel up that mountain, and I hope to god you are not so utterly foolish to do so anyhow. You will run into that entity. His hair is long and dirty, the color of the deep sea. His eye is redder than blood and then there's the unmistakable wooden mask."

He paused to see if the man was still listening and he was, barely.

"With the kanji of death heavily carved into it. He will then ask you if you have come to form a contract. You must then look to his right eye and say the words,I have no such desires. Failure to do exactly this and the only way to identify you when we next meet will be by your severed limbs."

It was silent for a moment. A chill settling in the room despite the warmth of the fire which had suddenly blazed higher as if in response to his warning, Tsuna's warning. That of a local who has seen those crawl back barely living only to die hours later due to various missing parts.

Pride ran strong in Hibari. Whoever this supposed entity if even real sounded like a thrill. A momentary opponent while he searches for his real challenge. Tsuna feels himself being sized up along with the weight of his words.

"I doubt, Sawada, that a simple entity could scatter my limbs around so easily."

This irked a laugh, once again grinding, ridiculing. "Fine. Go find out, find out what the witch of the North mountain is like. And then you can tell me whether it was a simple task or not. If we ever meet again."

Kyoya wasted no time skillfully smacking the other across the cheek with such impact he toppled from his chair and onto the firm floor. "Don't mock me, herbivore."

Tsuna rose with a withering look. His cheek swelling as it formed red blotches.

"I will always, always, mock fools such as you."

Kyoya stood abruptly, with the intention of biting this boy until he cut his own tongue in two. He was stopped by a bullet in the far wall.

"I do believe it's Tsuna's bedtime, you see he has been up far too late many many nights and becomes a bit pissy when he lacks rest." Reborn, the broker from earlier, stands in the entryway with his pistol raised. Of course the strong man would be protective of one so much weaker. Disgusting.

"Who's pissy, Reborn. I'm trying to-"

"Once a strong willed individual has made up their mind, it is nearly impossible to persuade otherwise. You would know that well, Tsuna."

Tsuna's face contorts to one of hurt. "As much as I'd love to combat your unnecessary comment, Reborn. You're right, it is past my bedtime so if you'll excuse me. Make sure you lock the inn when your asses are done."

Tsuna brushes past the man, headed for his villa no doubt.

"What a charming herbivore." Kyoya bit out with disgust. Reborn rolled his eyes, putting his gun back where he'd hidden it on his body.

"A word of advice. Don't ever hit Tsunayoshi again if you don't want a bullet to the skull."

"Wao. A threat is it?"

Reborn ignored him. "And if you're going up that mountain. Bring a damn warm coat, you're gonna need it kid."

He grinned. " 'cause I doubt that witch will be so kind as to offer you one."