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A KHR! Story - Chapter One - No-Good-Tsuna, The Odd One
Yet another day at Namimori Middle. Students happily fluttering about, worries buried in excitement to see their friends. It was quite peaceful at the beginning of the school day as students strolled into courtyard, chatting about drama, activities and other normal stuff kids would talk about these days.
"Oi! Shiyori-chan!"
Said girl turned around, her gray orbs turning to her friend through her red-trimmed glasses. Shiyori put up a small grin for her friend as he approached her. The tall male made a toothy grin at his best friend as he gave her a quick one-sided hug. She wasn't one to show a lot of affection, she was pretty reserved. As he let go, the girl gave a questioning look to his attire.
"You had early morning practice today?" Her voice was always so calm.
The baseball star was dressed from head to toe in his Namimori baseball uniform, while classes haven't even started yet. He grinned while throwing his fist into the air.
"Yosh! Our first game is coming up soon so we have to be ready! We're gonna win for sure!"
Shiyori nodded at her friend's enthusiasm. Walking in front of him, she made a swinging motion with her wrist, signaling him to follow her.
"I'll walk you to the lockers, then head to class from there."
After replying with a simple "okay", they went off. The giddy male talked up a storm about baseball while the quiet girl listened to his words. His bat was kept over his right shoulder.
"URAHHHHHHHH!"
"Eh?"
Shiyori turned her head away from her friend's chattering to see some boy with spiky brown hair, sporting nothing but blue boxers, falling from the sky. And no, she was sure she wasn't crazy as she took a double take on the commotion. As the boy landed, the girl recognized the boy to be Sawada Tsunayoshi, otherwise known as Namimori's "No-Good-Tsuna." His power landing caused one of the students to fly into the air, heading toward the pair's way.
"Takeshi." She pointed to the free falling student.
"Fly student." Lame.
That was her glorious pun for a "fly ball". Yeah, she wasn't much of a comedian.
The honey-brown eyed baseball star's quick reflexes came in. He threw his bat to the side and caught the student just in time before he could hit the concrete floor. Shiyori recognized him as Mochida-sempai, a petty upper-classmen whom she never took interest in. They were both in the kendo club, him as the captain. She had always felt he didn't deserve the title. He stood there awhile on the ground as Yamamoto put him down for Mochida to recover from shock.
"Nice Catch!"
"As expected from our baseball team!"
"Yamamoto-kun!"
"Takeshi-kun!"
Compliments were aimed to Yamamoto Takeshi, Shiyori only realized now how respected he was.
"Ne, Shiyori-chan."
Her attention quickly set to him. "Huh?"
Yamamoto looked over at the odd, strange looking, unfamiliar Tsunayoshi.
"That guy," he stared, "isn't he in our class?"
I nodded to him. Mochida looked enraged at the half-naked boy as he made a horrible attempt to ask out Sasagawa Kyoko. In the end, she was scared by his barely-clothed form and ran away through the gates of the school. The upperclassman who was once on the ground now got up to punch Sawada straight into the face.
"Teme! Don't be rediculous you pervert," he had yelled out.
Whispers of the commotion began to come about. Where there were commotions and ruckus about the school, it was only a matter of time before the disciplinary commitee would appear.
[Enter dark, creepy music here.] Hibari Kyouya had arrived.
Not wanting to be accused of being a part of the situation, Shiyori picked up Yamamoto's bat and pulled him toward the boys' locker room. He was still bewildered by Sawada's unfamiliar actions.
"Let's go, Takeshi. You're going to be late for class if you don't hurry and get changed."
After a few seconds he began walking with her to the locker room once more, chuckling to himself. Shiyori gave him an odd look. What was so funny about that whole situation? "No-Good-Tsuna" could have finally cracked and become crazy and forever be a maniac. An odd, creepy, underwear-clad maniac! Her eyes twitched a little at the thought of it.
They finally got to the locker room as Shiyori got curious as to what he was laughing at.
"Takeshi, what's so funny?"
He held in chuckled once more, louder this time. "N-Nothing Shiyori-chan."
The girl held a most annoyed glare at him. "Tell me."
He finally burst out laughing. After he stopped, he simply said,"Fly Student."
Shiyori held a passive look at first. Her face then proceded to turn to the slightest shade of pink which was pretty hard to see. She flicked him on the forehead and walked the other way to class in a huff, all while Yamamoto still continued in his laughter as he rubbed the small red mark on his forehead.
"Bakamoto," she muttered as he retreated into the locker room, still chuckling to himself. She couldn't help but let out a small chuckle of her own.
Sigh.
Shiyori was getting tired of all the mumbled conversation that was being spoken out through the class about the situation from earlier this morning. Boys and girls surrounded the poor Kyoko, comforting her about the whole commotion while insulting the spiky-haired brunette who scared her in the first place.
Another sigh.
It was only a matter of time before he would finally crack from all those names, she thought as she stayed quiet. She looked out the window, getting lost in her own world. Not-so-muffled choruses of laughter quickly brought her out of her lala land. Looking at the classroom door, she saw the oh so famous topic that the class was talking about.
"Hey, it's underpants man," a guy yelled out while laughing.
"Nice confession to Sasagawa Kyoko!"
"Please go out with me!" A guy mocked.
"Ahhh she turned him down too!"
It's only a matter of time before he assassinated them all.
Idiots. Shiyori's gray irises wandered to the main victim of the situation. She wondered how the innocent, angel-like Sasagawa Kyoko was taking this all in. It was only bits and pieces of the conversation, but she made out Mochida-sempai challenging Tsuna to some kind of battle for "Kyoko's love" at lunch break behind the gym.
"Oi! Shiyori-chan~! Should we go too? Sounds exciting!"
She didn't notice that Yamamoto-with his signature bright, happy smile-was sitting next to her in his usual seat at all. She had almost forgotten about him.
Shiyori shrugged. Why not?
Everyone was gathered in the rather large vacant building behind the gym. It was mostly used for school festivals, club activities, and large ceremonies. Since there were none however, it was being used for the fight.
"Where's that Sawada?!" Mochida yelled out.
Shiyori stood on the side with Yamamoto, a pissed look on her face. As of now, she absolutely loathed the guy that was supposed to be her smart upperclassmen and captain of the honorable kendo team.
"Look it's Sawada!" Everyone's eyes looked to the entrance of the building. It was in fact Sawada Tsunayoshi, but he looked different somehow. Something was off about him from before. He was less odd. Shiyori could not make the difference on his appearance.
"Let's do this," said Mochida as he got his kendo sword ready. He had the whole kendo uniform on and was at a whole advantage against the poor weirdo.
"Tsunayoshi-san." Might as well make the chances more better. He looked to her. "Take this." Shiyori went to the side and threw a kendo stick to Tsuna who caught it with shaking hands.
"Good luck, Tsuna," cheered Yamamoto.
He nodded and looked to Mochida.
It wasn't much of a fight seeing as Mochida was basically chasing Tsuna around the whole room. All of a sudden, Shiyori saw Tsuna's body fly back by Mochida hitting him with the bamboo sword. He stayed down for awhile until he rose back up.
The odd Tsunayoshi was back. Dressed in boxers and nothing else.
"URAHHHH!" he yelled out as he jumped onto Mochida.
Hands gripped through the upperclassman's hair and pull them out one by one, leaving the poor guy bald. His "oddness" began to fade away to the eyes of Shiyori. His aura didn't seem so odd anymore.
"Huh? What's going on?" Tsuna looked down to the hairless head of the sempai under him. "D-Did I do this?!" he yelled out.
Yamamoto laughed as Shiyori looked away. Her eyes scrunched a bit as she looked at the window. Something just standing there. All she could make out from the figure was a big black fedora hat. It also had a small figure, like a baby. The sun shined behind the figure, fully showing off the rest of the features.
The baby's eyes lingered on Shiyori for a moment before nodding it's head at her. He then jumped off from the ledge of the window. The girl gasped and ran outside quickly, looking left and right.
'What could that have been,' she thought.
Walking back in, Yamamoto approached her," You okay Shiyori-chan? You ran out so suddenly."
She looked back before turning to Yamamoto again. "It's nothing, I just thought I saw something."
He put up the happy grin of his. "Okay!"
Tsuna walked up to the two. His hand rubbing the back of his head nervously. "T-Thanks for helping me out there."
Shiyori shrugged. She really didn't do much.
"Mou…look's like Captain's gonna be out for a while, what are we supposed to do now?"
"Who's gonna be the captain now?"
Shiyori averted her attention to the kendo club's members' conversation. She has always wanted that title. Kendo was of favorite activity to do after-school.
A boy from the club stepped up. He was okay, but he was always cocky about his skills.
"I'll be captain!"
"No! You don't deserve that! I do!"
And so more objections occured. Shiyori got annoyed as the aura around her began to darken. She slowly made her way towards the arguing bunch. They quieted down as she apporached, feeling tingles of fear going down their backs. Her eyes burned through their skulls.
The cocky boy from before walked up to her smugly.
"Ehh? So some girl wants to be Captain? Are you sure about that?" He walked over to her and held her chin lightly in one of his hands.
Putting up a charming look, he said,"I wouldn't want your pretty little face to get hurt."
The other members looked at him shockingly. A brave one stepped up trying to talk some sense to the cocky one.
"O-Oi, Hetsuno, you shouldn't do t-that. Seriously."
Hetsuno laughed loudly, as he looked at them. His irises went back to the girl before him. Her eyes were hidden under her bangs. He smirked.
"Hn. What's the worst she could do to me?"
He shouldn't have said that. A kendo stick was launched to the side of his face. He screamed in surprise as he fell to the ground, knocked out. Everyone gasped as they looked to Shiyori, a kendo stick gripped in her right hand, her whole body in a fighting stance. Her eyes showed pure confidence. It intimidated the members. Looking at them with a sinister look, they cowered back in fear.
Yamamoto walked up to them, oblivious to their fear. "Hey, you should let Shiyori-chan be Captain! She's really good!"
The members nodded frantically, beads of sweat protruding from their skin. Yamamoto put his hand on the dark haired girl's shoulder.
"Yosh! It's finally settled. You're finally Captain like you always wanted to be Shiyori-chan!"
Shiyori tore her lingering gaze from the kendo members and looked at Yamamoto's laughing figure. Her aura immediately became lighter as she stared at his joyous features. It gave her a calm feeling. She relaxed her stance and stood straight, lowering her kendo stick.
"I guess it is." She looked to her shinai and smiled very lightly.
The bell chimed, signaling for eveyone to go back to class.
"Let's go to class, Takeshi."
"Yosh!"
Everyone left the building and went back to class. Her eyes looked at her surroundings remembering the small baby like figure.
Yamamoto let out a long yawn. Him and Shiyori walked home almost everyday together considering they only lived a few houses down from eachother.
"Ahh, today was a good day! Ne?"
He rested his arms behind his head as they walked. Shiyori walked with her hands at her sides. Her school bag strapped over one shoulder. "Yeah."
The ebony haired male began to think aloud. "But I can't help but feel like we forgot something."
His friend held a smug look. "Ehh? Did you remember Shiyori-chan?"
Shiyori shook her head. "Nothing."
The boy laughed. "Haha! You're probably right. It probably is nothing."
Shiyori snickered to herself. What they forgot, was not really important anyway.
The bald Mochida lay unconcious still. His bald head shining with the sun's setting from the window. Hetsuno lay knocked out only a few feet away. After the bell chimed everyone had scurried off to class, not wanting to be punished by the disciplinary committee.
"H-Help." Hetsuno shakily lifted up his hand as he heard the sound of a door opening. His hand was pulled up and his body was lifted up. Hetsuo's eyes widened as he met the eyes with the chairman of the disciplinary committee.
[Enter scary music here.] "H-Hibari san!"
The most dangerous student in the school looked at Hetsuno and smirked as he brought out one of his tonfas in his free hand.
"I didn't authorize a fight to occur here. Now I'm going to bite you to death, herbivore."
A series of screams began to erupt from the building, unfortunately, no student or even teacher was around to hear it.
Poor Hetsuno.
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A/N: And that's it thus far! This was an old story I posted on Quizilla before the site got shut down haha. Hope you're enjoying it so far! I'll try to update more on Shiyori soon (: In the mean time, if you wanna look at a picture of how she looks, type in "Akibara Shiyori" in the search engine on the Deviantart website (: You'll find my name, HinaSoul, there.
And yes, I do plan to make Yamamoto a love interest for her. So watch out for that!
Best,
Nina (:
