HOPEFULLY WILL NOT GROSS YOU OUT OR MAKE YOU GLUE YOUR EYES TO THE SCREEN… OR IN ANYCASE MAKE YOU THROW UP OR MAKE YOU FEEL SICK…
I vowed to the sky that I would never let Hibari go. He was mine. Always… ever after.
I looked up at the clerk.
"Sir?" he repeated. I eyed him. I was the student representative. I took out my batons and narrowed my eyes. Then, as if he suddenly realized, his mouth dropped open.
"Oh. Oh, I'm sorry. You're from the Namimori Middle?" Idiot. Finally he realized? I tucked my batons away and nodded. He asked for my ID. I gave him my ID and he stamped the front. Then all the students started filing in. My jacket fluttered in the wind. The crystal balance was perfect. The red strip that represented me as the head of the Namimori Middle School prefect flapped in the wind. I stopped at the entrance and waited for the other.
"Huh…huh…huh…" Tsunayoshi Sawada gasped. Did that fool just run all the way here? I told him to hurry up, but by the time he showed up we were gone. A baby infant with a black hat and crisp black suit looked at me with interest. A baby with a chameleon on top of his hat…
The baby pulled out a gun. I looked on. Then I walked away with no interest in my eyes. A baby pulling out a gun…to that I have no interest at all. Then a bullet shot past my ear. Now that was interesting. I pulled out my batons and swished the air. I hit something. Tsuna doubled up and yelled in protest. My coat fell off. The lobby turned silent. I picked it up and dusted it. The red ribbon had a neat streak of a significant rip in it. I smiled. Finally I had someone to look up to. I grinned and headed to room 3004. So perhaps babies were a little more interesting than I thought.