Lol, sorry for the late gift ><;;  Now, on to the summary and stuff! 

Title: Jealousy. 
Rating: K+
Pairing: YamamotoHibari, aka 8018.
Warning(s): Lots and lots of blushing.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own KHR. If I did, Yamamoto and Dino would've more screen time, haha.
Beta: Non. T_T
Summary: Yamamoto experiments on something called jealousy. As quoted by St. Augustine, ‘He that is not jealous is not in love’. And, this is a fic for Katsumeragi, since it's her birthday a few days ago : )

  

Kyouya Hibari had already accepted one fact most people thought he wasn’t capable of. He was in love with a herbivore; Yamamoto Takeshi. Unfortunately for him, this particular herbivore had to be flirty. Yamamoto, wearing his normal baseball uniform, was talking with a girl who’d ran up to him just as he finished practicing. He smiled charmingly at the girl, who was blushing the entire conversation. Hibari felt something clawing his insides, but decided to ignore it as he walked away.

Yamamoto took a glance up, he was watching Hibari in the corner of his eyes. He grinned. His plan seemed to work perfectly; Hibari was definitely jealous. He quickly excused himself from the girl, who looked confused when he dashed upstairs. Yamamoto went to Hibari’s office – he always sits there whenever he was upset, Yamamoto noted.

He knocked on the door, not really expecting an answer. Opening it slowly, he noticed that Hibari was sitting (sulking?) on the couch, hand on his forehead. Closing the door, he chuckled lowly, trying to get the prefect’s attention.

Hibari looked at Yamamoto, surprised. The look was quickly discarded and was replaced by a frown as he looked away.

“Hibari,” Yamamoto said, adding a seductive tone into the name. He knew that alone was enough to bring a blush on Hibari’s face. It did, but Hibari didn’t turn his head to meet Yamamoto’s eyes.

Yamamoto walked closer, and tried again, this time whispering directly into his right ear. “Hibari,” he tried again, grinning. Hibari jumped a little, and then stood up, face still red.

“What,” he said, not really asking as his eyes narrowed at Yamamoto, who was still grinning. Doesn’t it hurt him to smile that much? “Why’re you so angry?” he asked innocently. “I don’t know,” Hibari spat, “Why don’t you ask that girl you were talking to?” Yamamoto laughed.

“You are jealous!” Yamamoto stated, grinning.

With a ‘hmph’, Hibari started to walk towards his desk.

Yamamoto grabbed Hibari’s wrist, then brought it up so that it would’ve been in the same level as his face. Lightly, he hissed Hibari’s palm. Hibari’s blush – which was almost gone – deepened.

Yamamoto looked at Hibari, smiling his smile with a special sparkle reserved for Hibari and him alone. Yamamoto leaned forwards, wanting to kiss the perfect lips.

When he was a hair breadth away, however, a metal tonfa hit his stomach, then another on his cheek, which sent him flying backwards.

“Ouch,” he said, rubbing the offended cheek.

“Consider that as a punishment,” Hibari replied.

Yamamoto looked up at the prefect, “Haha, so I’m forgiven?” he asked.

Hibari sat down on his chair, and nodded slightly. Yamamoto smiled at Hibari’s still-pink face. He really liked making the shorter boy blush. Yamamoto quietly crept behind Hibari, watching him doing whatever he was doing. For a few minutes, neither made a sound.

“…So, can I kiss you now?” Yamamoto asked, grinning.

The End!~

Haha, I was tempted to write, “Can I haz kiss nao?”

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATSUMERAGI-CHAN :DD