Not once had the Skylark ever thought that this would happen.

He felt empty, injured, betrayed, and so, so terribly alone.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

But it WAS.

And that was what hurt the most. The simple fact that his Omnivore had given up and left it in the hands of his still Herbivorous younger self.

He sighed as he sat making his tea.

He knew that this was supposed to happen, that if all worked as it should have, then he would see his Omnivore again, hold him again, but that didn't help his mood. The younger was still Herbivorous.

It didn't help the fact that he knew about it, but still couldn't do anything. He wanted to stop his Omnivore, he wanted to protect his Sky. But he couldn't. He had to leave, he had to hold himself back.

He knew that this was likely the only way. And now that his Omnivore was dead, anger, pain, loneliness, betrayal, hopelessness, it was likely the only way.

That didn't help.

The nights alone, once so cherished, were now despised. The nights that he had spent with his Omnivore were some of the bests nights that he had had since his childhood.

The moments with his Omnivore were some of the best moments in his entire life. Including the times that he was fighting strong opponents.

Pain.

Nothing was right anymore. Nothing would be alright until one of two things happened:

1. His Omnivore returned after the plan had succeeded

2. He, Hibari Kyoya, had died

For all the world, he hoped that it was the first one that made things right once more. But if he died, then it wouldn't matter, because then he would be with his Omnivore.

But until something happened, he would keep his promise. He would hold to his part of the plan.

He would keep his Omnivore safe.

——Time Skip——

The training room was almost black with burns from their fight.

Pain. Hidden.

"Weak."

A trembling form, trying so desperately to stand and continue to fight.

Fear. Hidden.

"You wouldn't last five minutes against Millefiore."

A small brunet somehow manages to stand in a fighting stance once more.

Sadness. Hidden.

"You can't continue."

Somehow the younger, small form of his Omnivore speaks. "I c-c-can s-still f-fight."

Stuttering from exhaustion, not fear. The Herbivore was too tired to feel fear.

The Herbivore collapses without warning, and Hibari automatically reaches to catch him.

Looking down, the dark haired man sees that the brunet in his arms was fast asleep.

Love. Shown. He couldn't hold it back.

Moving quietly so as not to wake up the Herbivore, Hibari Kyoya carries Sawada Tsunayoshi to the Herbivore's room and lays him down on his bed, tucking him in. And turns to leave.

Pausing at the door, the self proclaimed Carnivore didn't turn around as he said in a quiet, tired voice.

"Baby, if you tell anyone. I will bite you to death."

He then exits the room, leaving the Herbivore and a small dark haired baby with curly sideburns in the dark room.

I wish it didn't go this way. I feel so tired. I can't wait to sleep.

E/N (Erri Note): Oh my Gods! I can't believe that I managed to write this. I nearly cried the entire time that I was writing this one-shot. Just so you know, depression isn't something you can just get over. The loss of a loved one is the exact same thing. If they were truly loved, the one who lost them will never feel the same again there will always be SOMETHING missing, and the only thing that can 'heal' that wound, is to regain that something back, or die. Believe me, I know this for a fact. As for OOCness, it was supposed to be that way. I think even Hibari Kyoya is aloud to be out of character after he lost the person that he gave his heart too. Don't you?