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[FIC] Reborn!: Open Wound
I like writing hopeful D18. YES THIS IS HOPEFUL. =D
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Open Wounds
Characters/Pairings: Dino/Hibari
Rating: PG
Words: 548
Summary:
31_days prompt: October 21 - 'some assembly required'. "Hibari Kyouya is like a gaping wound, Dino thinks, something raw and painful; a gash of raw, broken red against white, white skin." Dino, Hibari, and fixing imperfections with smiles.
Hibari Kyouya is like a gaping wound, Dino thinks, something bloody and painful; a gash of raw, broken red against white, white skin. Something that is bleeding out, white bone showing beneath, baring teeth.
It is so absolutely fascinating. Dino is a doctor deep down; he wishes to fix things, to put them together and draw a smile on broken and split lips. Smile, Kyouya, smile, Dino encourages again and again because that's the first step to closing any wound, isn't it? To smile and let it heal over slowly, slowly.
Dino imagines the festering wound knitting over, closing off, blood clotting and bone mending with every smile that Kyouya gives him. He imagines this and it gives him strength to smile again, his feet light and flying from the ground at every swipe of a tonfa. His whip remains by his side, untouched.
When they have finally finished fighting and lie on the floor, side by side and gasping for breath, Dino closes his eyes and places a hand against Kyouya’s heart. He listens to the drums of war that is Kyouya's pulse, and looks at the shards all over the floor - nothing but collateral damage. He needs those pieces, needs that indecipherable litter - his raw materials - so he can reshape it all into something beautiful and wonderful. That is why he gropes blind, pricking his fingers on the edges. He sighs; Oh, Kyouya, he thinks fondly to himself.
He picks up each shard and cradles them like they are precious; they are priceless despite the disdain that curls Kyouya’s lip. He nearly laughs at that. But a flash of metal and they slip out of his hands like sand, like dreams, shattering into powder.
Perhaps Dino is tormented, lovesick Psyche, he smiles to himself, indulgent of whims. If so, then Kyouya’s beautiful Eros is a cruel one, armed with tonfas bringing death and not Eros’s famed arrows of love, and the only vengeful Aphrodite is his own pride. Every effort is almost futile. But Dino keeps on trying, keeps on smiling, scraping his hands and knees, picking up the pieces of Kyouya’s glass heart.
Still, he keeps smiling, because he knows that each of his smiles fills up the emptiness in Kyouya’s chest a little more; melding the shards together to form something like a coherent whole. The edges stop cutting in as deeply; bones no longer show and it makes his efforts bolder, stronger; his smiles brighten even further.
Kyouya’s own smiles are simple, delicate curves at the very edges of his lips, nearly imperceptible and rare and fleeting like waking dreams. But Dino has trained his eyes to spot them and when he does, his own heart warms a little more, fills up a little more. And Kyouya mends, the wound closing over, the edges drawn close by hands, large and warm.
Where there once was a gaping wound is now a scar, a stark white slash sharp as a surgeon’s scalpel. Kyouya’s smiles are not simply painted mockeries; they now carry true sincerity, whether it might be simple contentment, simply excitement or rare happiness. Dino leans in and kisses the smile, running his fingers over the white, white scar. When he pulls his hand away-
His fingers do not bleed.
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Open Wounds

Characters/Pairings: Dino/Hibari
Rating: PG
Words: 548
Summary:
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Hibari Kyouya is like a gaping wound, Dino thinks, something bloody and painful; a gash of raw, broken red against white, white skin. Something that is bleeding out, white bone showing beneath, baring teeth.
It is so absolutely fascinating. Dino is a doctor deep down; he wishes to fix things, to put them together and draw a smile on broken and split lips. Smile, Kyouya, smile, Dino encourages again and again because that's the first step to closing any wound, isn't it? To smile and let it heal over slowly, slowly.
Dino imagines the festering wound knitting over, closing off, blood clotting and bone mending with every smile that Kyouya gives him. He imagines this and it gives him strength to smile again, his feet light and flying from the ground at every swipe of a tonfa. His whip remains by his side, untouched.
When they have finally finished fighting and lie on the floor, side by side and gasping for breath, Dino closes his eyes and places a hand against Kyouya’s heart. He listens to the drums of war that is Kyouya's pulse, and looks at the shards all over the floor - nothing but collateral damage. He needs those pieces, needs that indecipherable litter - his raw materials - so he can reshape it all into something beautiful and wonderful. That is why he gropes blind, pricking his fingers on the edges. He sighs; Oh, Kyouya, he thinks fondly to himself.
He picks up each shard and cradles them like they are precious; they are priceless despite the disdain that curls Kyouya’s lip. He nearly laughs at that. But a flash of metal and they slip out of his hands like sand, like dreams, shattering into powder.
Perhaps Dino is tormented, lovesick Psyche, he smiles to himself, indulgent of whims. If so, then Kyouya’s beautiful Eros is a cruel one, armed with tonfas bringing death and not Eros’s famed arrows of love, and the only vengeful Aphrodite is his own pride. Every effort is almost futile. But Dino keeps on trying, keeps on smiling, scraping his hands and knees, picking up the pieces of Kyouya’s glass heart.
Still, he keeps smiling, because he knows that each of his smiles fills up the emptiness in Kyouya’s chest a little more; melding the shards together to form something like a coherent whole. The edges stop cutting in as deeply; bones no longer show and it makes his efforts bolder, stronger; his smiles brighten even further.
Kyouya’s own smiles are simple, delicate curves at the very edges of his lips, nearly imperceptible and rare and fleeting like waking dreams. But Dino has trained his eyes to spot them and when he does, his own heart warms a little more, fills up a little more. And Kyouya mends, the wound closing over, the edges drawn close by hands, large and warm.
Where there once was a gaping wound is now a scar, a stark white slash sharp as a surgeon’s scalpel. Kyouya’s smiles are not simply painted mockeries; they now carry true sincerity, whether it might be simple contentment, simply excitement or rare happiness. Dino leans in and kisses the smile, running his fingers over the white, white scar. When he pulls his hand away-
His fingers do not bleed.
End
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Thenk you! ♥
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Very good metaphore used indeed. so fitting.
<33
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I really love your metaphors!!
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Thank you! ♥
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Okay, so. You know I like your writing. You know this. But your D18? It freaking shines. Maybe it's the way you identify with Hibari; I don't know. But this feels so real, so authentic, and your metaphors, your voice--it's all so complete. Normally, I can feel seams it writing. Here, it just feels true. Like you're recounting something that really happened, and you've included just the right amount of detail, just the right about of mystery.
Also, Dino is a romantic deep down as well as a doctor. And the way you write him makes me feel like he has a hard time reconciling his sentimental side with his mafia-boss side. Poor, confused boy. <3
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You know what’s really awesome? I think I have read this before. Did you cross-post it somewhere? I remember being absolutely blown away by it then, just as I am now. You really capture Dino’s affection in this one, and how patient he is. More, why he is so patient. I adore it. And the way you describe Hibari’s little smiles… I can see this entire thing so clearly in my head and it fills me with JOY.
I just came to a shockingly realization: D18 is totally my OTP, but somehow I have come to view it as a sort of doomed love. I mean yes, we all acknowledge Dino is Catholic and boss of a mafia family, ergo a homosexual relationship isn’t really feasible. Yet even my headcanon now sees them as a relationship ending painfully. THAT DIDN’T USED TO BE THE CASE. I think this may be the reason why this beautiful, sweet little clip still seems to have a bit of pervading melancholy D:
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Well I post nearly all my stuff on FFN? =D Thank you~ ♥♥♥ I'm glad you really like it, bb. And I'm sorry for this crappy answer to your comment because fdxgsfdh I'm flailing too badly to do it properly.
/snugs
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Maybe it was FF.net. lj communities are spoiling me now- I used to live on FF.net, but there are very few authors of your... hm, clout on there ;)
ANGSTY D18 still = teh sex! Come to think of it, miss Queen of all that is Hibari, do you have an OTP for him?
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ERR It's actually D18 and 8018, but I ship Hibari with everyone. I've done 6918, Ryo18/3318, 1859 and even 1827 in some form or another even though I don't ship the latter. I ship Hibari with everyone but Tsuna hahaha oh god. I even ship him with Reborn and I just need to write that fic. HIBARIFAG WHAT. xD
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I'm going to go check out your recs after I eat something, but I WILL probably pester you for more in the future. I'm going to have to switch fandoms here soon if I want to continue reading your writing :(
LOL. Hibari is the village bicycle who will scrape up your shin and give you tetanus XD
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I'm going to be vain and selfish here and say check out all of my fics first before you check out recs, damnit. xDDD (Just click the KHR tag.) And pester me, sure. I have a few fandoms in which my fics are CRINGEWORTHY (FFVII and GW comes to mind), so PLEASE DON'T TOUCH IT. xDD Do you have AIM, bb?
YES. Perfect description as always, bb.
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(Against my better judgement XD) I am setting up AIM again, with the same user name as my lj account. My computer is coming down with something (I really hope it's the flu and not SARS) so thus far running it has caused my bitter contraption to crash, but I will fix this once I have more than 10 minutes to myself.
DREEEAAAM, they are crowding. :C
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Chinese New Year is an entirely different nightmare- I mean, matter. GAAAAH.Heeee. Well, MSN is fine too. Anything really, bb. And you just made me laugh inappropriately at 1am in the morning from that witty comment. /still chuckling ilubb for your wit. ♥ And UHHH beat them off with a stick?
Or bite them to death. It works for Hibari. =D
(YES I know the irony of replying with thi account but shaddup I'm lazy.)
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I will give MSN a shot when I get back and see if that treats Grumpy 'Puter any better. I will be MIA until the 3rd, when I will have internet again (I am going to miss the windshear update DDDD:) but I will hopefully be up and running after that.
On teh witz: I believe there is some saying for this. It may involve pots and kettles. Also: the color black.