Hello I am going to start this story so be prepared!

Ultimately this is going to be one story with connected chapters or basic oneshots. The chapters will be connected but not always related, some times i might put real stories in their but right now this is just gonna be fun.

Don't expect regular updates (like really im horrible at that) and this is really writing for my pleasure.

I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn or any characters in this story

UNDERESTIMATED

a little 1896 but not really? hope you enjoy.

The grass swayed melodically as a breeze brushed by them in a soft hum, as if dancing to the songs of the bluebirds and canaries. A tall tree sat peacefully along the field practically glowing as the warm sunlight enveloped every branch, every leaf. The scene looked as if it was pulled from a fairy-tale, so bright, so calm, so…

Perfect.

The flowing grass melded into the ground until it looked brown and wood-like, sweeping itself into a pattern of rectangular planks that laid inanimate and firm as if its prior form was a sort of hallucination. The great tree wilted, curling itself in like a dying rose. The birds and sunshine soon faded away revealing a small room with aging white walls, slightly tainted floorboards, and few pieces of furniture placed neatly around the area, it was a quaint apartment.

A sigh escaped the lips of a petite girl who was seated on a maroon couch located in the middle of the room. It wasn't an exasperated sigh but a content, almost tired exclamation. The girl stretched herself out as if she was a cat waking up from a well-deserved nap. She gently lay down on her couch relishing in the memories of her living dream.

Chrome Dokuro enjoyed her illusions, when life became too real or when she found that the cooing and coddling of her new friends and familiga was a bit too suffocating, her imagination helped her escape for a little while. Though, it's not like Chrome didn't enjoy the attention the people gave her, she loved her companions with every inch of her being, but sometimes she just needs time to be alone; away from their quirky behavior and overwhelming personalities. Chrome smiled as she thought of all of her friends' quirks.

Chrome looked up at a clock on her wall. It was 4:23pm on a Tuesday; Chrome knew everyone was at home probably weary from today's school events - By events Chrome meant the Cloud guardian furiously tailing their boss like a wild beast, his tonfas gleaming like fangs. Though Chrome and the other guardians were able to temporarily cease the prefect's hunt, it was Reborn's swift negotiation that finally stopped the carnage.

Chrome steadily sat up as she remembered the words of the former Arcobaleno.

"Alright Hibari, you can continue to fight the equally as powerful Vongola guardians as you chase my No-Good Student around the halls causing massive destruction to the school…" Hibari relaxed himself from his fighting stance to eye the fedora wearing child, his ears perked for the soon to be announced proposition. Reborn twitched his lip as if he was hiding a smug smirk

"…or we can do you a favor."

The Storm guardian practically breathed fire as he complained about doing a favor for the 'aloof bastard' while the Rain guardian simply waved off his fury to tell him about the good side of the situation – not getting maimed was a good side right? – The Sun guardian simply just got fired up for the chance to fight with Hibari again while the Tenth Vongola Boss however, was just relieved he got to keep his head attached to his body, although he was still slightly nervous about the compromise Reborn pitched.

The Mist guardian, Chrome, simply nodded as to inform she was okay with the deal that has been made and quietly walked off from the scene to her silent classroom, empty as the former slaughter chased away the rest of her class.

Chrome walked into a familiar building slightly greeted by a few of the Disciplinary Committee prefects standing guard at the front doors. Chrome got to know some of the other prefects as the Cloud guardian used them frequently to call out some of the guardians and boss during class. It was either some warning or punishment at the treatment of his school, something mafia related, or –specifically for her, anything "Mukuro-related"

Chrome began to climb the school staircase to get to the designated room, as she stepped higher and higher through the stairs the girl could hear muffled voices of her familiga. Chrome checked her new watch she recently got as a present from Kyoko and Haru.

4:53pm, it's still a bit early, Chrome thought. Though, I guess some of them must have been excited to come back or are probably scared the Cloud guardian will break their legs if they're even a millisecond late. Chrome almost smiled at the thought of it.

Now don't get Chrome wrong, she was as terrified of Hibari Kyoya's wrath as the next herbivore. But her time with Ken's ferocious and loud way of caring or Chikusa's concerned but cold silence lead her to appreciate what people normally consider mean or scary as just a part of someone's personality. If she was anywhere near the tonfa wielding man she'd probably stare at the tiled floor until he left and she was in a safe distance to think freely again. Though, the Cloud guardian does give her a sort of strained tolerance whenever they do cross paths.

4:57pm. It was almost time to check in that favor, Chrome was already beside her fellow familiga all standing lazily against the wall opposite of the Disciplinary Committee Office where Hibari was carefully watching the clock so he isn't late to cash in his favor. The skylark grimaced at the memory of why he even accepted the offer.

The damned screaming herbivore completely destroyed his lunch, leaving the carnivore starving and enraged. Though it wasn't just the lunch, it was the fact Hibari didn't sleep until 3:00am that morning as he had some 'outside buisness' to deal with- drug dealers were using his school as a meeting ground for their desperate customers and sleazy business partners. Well, not anymore of course as the devoted prefect beat them all senseless and broken. However it did take longer than expected as some of the more stoned victims started fighting in an almost unconscious stupor, it took some time to finally beat them into an unmoving pulp.

Hibari thought he could sleep during school but he remembered he needed to wake up early because some of the more bold staff members were getting pissy about some useless stack of paperwork for his committee. If it weren't for the fact that Hibari was sleep deprived and even more wary of the crowds the babbling adults could produce if he didn't complete the work, he would've sent those teachers to the infirmary in one flick of his wrist. The man twitched at his situation but did the responsible choice. Besides, if he didn't finish the work some of the more sly professors could find a way to bring in the authorities, and that may not be good for some of the more suspicious members of his system.

So, during lunch hour, when the prefect finally finished that paperwork, the weak herbivore scurried into his office like a mouse being chased by a lion. Hibari was on his last nerve because he knew once that small creature appeared his peace was to be ruined immediately. But due to his sleepiness and hunger the skylark merely gave Sawada Tsunayoshi a glare that could freeze a stampede of rhinos.

Get. Out.

Her. Bi. Vore.

Before the trembling Tsunayoshi could answer, a flurry of sharp objects pierced through the door, expertly outlining Sawada's frozen frame. Hibari could already feel his last nerve twisting as his left eye twitched. The door flew open and Sawada stepped back only to be faced by a girl in an overly frilly dress Hibari recognized as the entourage of the highly annoying Longchamp. The prefect sighed. He may have been a sleep deprived mess but at least he knew the gist of what happened:

The terrified herbivore was probably caught up in one of the baby's comical lessons and ended up getting this girl to start pursuing him like a mad assassin or someone with a vendetta. The skylark slowly gritted his teeth at the situation.

The herbivore was frantically sprinting around his office dodging fans with metal tips on them, and the girl was continuously assaulting him with said fans with no point of accuracy or ammunition usage. Hibari was about to get up and finally do something when the flailing teen hit his lunch and splattered it all over the paperwork the staff was so determined to have him do. So now he had to print whole new stacks of paper, get a new lunch, and lose more hours of sleep than what was acceptable to him.

It was obvious Sawada Tsunayoshi was going to die today, not at the hands of a girl in a lacy dress, but by the steel of a carnivorous man's tonfas. Hibari knew the two people in his office could now sense his killing intent like prey sensing an ambush of predators before they're devoured into bones. The woman already ran, a smart girl. Tsunayoshi was not as lucky, frozen from the overwhelming shock of the prefect's fury. It wasn't until the skylark's signature words, "I will bite you to death." signaled the beginning of the hunt.

The destruction was overwhelming as students practically jumped in classrooms or out windows to avoid the prefects' rage, the loud one called Gokudera Hayato, and the cheerful one called Yamamoto Takeshi, were already trying to defend their targeted friend. Then soon the boxer and Mukuro- No Chrome Dokuro joined the fray.

She should change her hair; I don't like mistaking her for that other pineapple illusionist Hibari thought as he expertly pushed away a sword and a fist from striking him.

Death and hell were decorating the halls of Namimori Middle, Hibari finally stopped when he saw Tsunayoshi right beside him but cursed when he fell for an illusion, He was then subdued by Yamamoto Takeshi and Sasagawa Ryohei, then threatened to stay still by Gokudera Hayato's famous choice of weaponry, and 'chained down' by Chrome Dokuro's illusions. He was about to tear through them all when the hatted baby appeared in front of him and made a proposition he did not refuse.

The herbivores must do all my work while I can nap peacefully with no disruption, and if they should fail at accomplishing my duties correctly I can bite them to death. Hibari almost sighed in his head, looking forward to his nap.

4:59pm. it was time to rally the useless herbivores. Hibari pushed himself up to stand guiding himself to the crowd of people outside his door.

"Listen up herbivores." The prefect said grimly eyeing the pack of idiots. Sawada froze and stood straight, sweating bullets as he tried to avoid the skylarks' leer. Gokudera glared at him back but didn't say a word as he furiously waited for an opportunity to use his dynamite against him. Yamamoto stood relaxed and smiling but a little shaky from the prefect's hard gaze and Ryohei was fired up, waiting for Hibari to snap and attack probably.

Like I'd waste my time Hibari grimaced.

He was going to make all of them clean his school from their lethal death race, probably placing the boxer and the bomb-obsessed-loudmouth at the ends of the school to avoid hearing their whining and complaining at close range.

As Hibari was contemplating his plan to gain complete silence his soulless glare stopped at a much shorter figure, almost pulling out his tonfas as his sleepy eyes thought it was a familiar enemy. Of course it was just Chrome Dokuro, the said enemy's former vessel and now student of his middle school.

Hibari thought about what the illusionist's role was going to be in this favor he was owed. The girl was namely small and fragile-looking, she couldn't possibly lift the heavy debris from the halls of massacre, she'd probably need to stand and wait until the bigger debris was carried away until she turned useful.

The skylark hated useless things. He then remembered that this particular female preferred to be silent and obedient, and that the paperwork Sawada Tsunayoshi soiled was now unfinished. Hibari decided what the herbivore girl was to do.

Hibari assigned the work areas to each of the guardians, Tsunayoshi and Yamamoto was to do clean-up in the halls on the West-side of the building while Ryohei and Gokudera would clear up in the East. Of course the Storm guardian was fuming that he was to be separated from his boss but obeyed as he didn't want Hibari to have any more favors from them.

As the boys dispersed, Chrome was left standing in the hall, a bit hurt that she was not called out but was soon dragged into the Disciplinary Committee's Office by the Vongola Cloud guardian. Chrome was confused until Hibari pointed at a stack of papers that lay cleanly on his desk. After closer observation the pineapple-haired girl recognized these as safety concerns and complaints for the Disciplinary Committee. Chrome didn't know the legendary committee received such papers. She looked up at the prefect as is to confirm this was her task.

"Hn." Was Hibari's gruff answer as he turned away from her and laid himself down drowsily on the couch of his office. Chrome blinked and merely sat herself upon the Cloud guardian's office chair and carefully read through the papers.

Not too long from when Chrome finished her first few papers, small explosions and frantic yelling could be heard muffled by the door of the room and the distance of the loud people. Chrome saw Hibari twitch as the small tremor and faint screaming caught his attention.

As much as it was nerve-wreaking to have the demonic prefect so close to her proximity, Chrome didn't want the events of today to repeat itself. Also she did feel sorry for Hibari; from the way he staggered to his couch Chrome could finally tell he was exhausted out of his mind.

So the female illusionist breathed in slowly and gently, concentrating her soft mist flames to layer itself around the room. It was a strong but light layer as to not alarm the cranky man of Chrome's illusion, because heaven knows what will happen once Hibari finds himself in the mind of Chrome Dokuro. The tremors and shouting slowly faded away as if they were distancing themselves from the room. The illusionist glanced at Hibari and saw he was a bit more relaxed now and she found herself glad for him.

The skylark sluggishly opened one eye as if to see what happened to the upcoming commotion when he realized he was in an illusion. As he was about to pounce at the only illusionist in the room the prefect found himself comfortable, not just a "this-bed-is-of-acceptable-material" way, but a sort of serene comfort like nothing was able to harm him. Curious, the dark-haired teen closed his eyes once more and found that the mist flames that were being currently used now felt a lot more tranquil and warm than the ones he found other illusionists use.

It was not like Mukuro Rokudo's sharp and deceiving flames that would crawl like snakes as they formed an illusion. Those ones were obvious lies that had a hit hard enough to make you think it was real, whether mentally or physically. It was not like his irritating apprentice's flames which were like pranks; you could feel the flames but not the illusion it was confusing, and when the illusion did affect you it was as annoying and suffocating as the illusionist himself. It was not like the floating Varia baby's illusions either. His was deceitful and powerful; like being transported away into a new reality where all of your free will was taken from you. Hibari was nearly exploding when he thought about the illusionists, so fake and weak, hiding from reality to make things easier for them.

The prefect then concentrated on the illusion he was experiencing now. Soft and delicate, it didn't feel real but something inside him wanted to believe it was. Hibari's slow pondering was ceased however as he smelt a warm spring air and his eyes shot open. He was in a meadow; the grass was as endless and bright as the sky where he saw Hibird fluttering with some illusionary bluebirds. He found his couch was still beneath him as he turned his head everywhere to find the woman responsible for this. He found her diligently working on the paperwork he had assigned, a few pages from being finished. The desk still placed where it was relative to his couch but far more illuminated by the false sun. The girl was serenely working as the sunlight gently highlighted her as if she was a deity of the heavens. The prefect caught himself and continued to act accordingly.

"Herbivore, how dare you." Hibari growled slowly standing up feeling reenergized as he realized he took a nap while thinking of illusions. Chrome bolted up as she heard the intimidating voice, scared she instinctively pulled her head down and quickly reformed Hibari's office.

Slowly looking up at the killer prefect wary of her every move, Chrome looked him straight in the eyes, softly uttering "I'm sorry."

Hibari was taken aback by her sincere gaze and absolutely apologetic response, though never showing it. He decided to give her a chance to explain, because looking at her sad eyes he knew she was just going to accept her judgment from him without vouching for her innocence.

"What do you think you were doing?" Hibari snarled, warning her that her lies will mean her death. Chrome sat up in Hibari's office chair her eyes still apologetic but… grateful?

Grateful Hibari didn't bite her to death right away? Hibari Kyoya knew this herbivore was shy and quiet but did that hide how naïve and generally kind she is.

Hibari threw that thought back as he was having difficulty swallowing the growing realization that this girl was so innocent.

"You looked like you were having troubles sleeping so… I thought you needed help calming yourself down." Chrome slightly blushed as she just admitted her act of kindness, the aloof cloud held his breath at the tinge of pink forming on her skin. "The place you just saw is an illusion I use when everything gets too stressful for me I…" a pause, Hibari used it to stand up properly from his battle form "I thought you needed it." Chrome shrugged but blushed trying to hide her face by looking down at the paperwork she was doing.

Her words weren't much, obviously this girl didn't do a lot of talking, but it affected Hibari to quite an extent. The skylark glared incredulously at the illusionist, her words weren't lies - the prefect could smell liars.

So she was sincere?

This girl just wanted Hibari to have a good rest?

He saw that this small creature was afraid of him as any other small creature was, but regardless of her fear she just tried to make him comfortable. Was she stupid?

No.

As much as this girl should have known that illusions were a taboo for the Cloud guardian illusionists were smart, they could create images from their mind and suck people into their endless imaginations without letting themselves be caught inside. And after feeling her illusions personally, after feeling the way a part of him wanted this herbivore's illusion to be real…

She was not stupid. Nor any type of weak he would previously compare her to.

The skylark decided to mentally note this down for future investigation.

Hibari realized he was thinking too long in his thoughts when he heard a firm clack of a pen, it seems Chrome Dokuro finished the paperwork while he was in his stupor.

Irritated Chrome ignored him but glad the stupid paperwork was finished, Hibari simply turned and sat back on the couch. The girl noticed the movement and stared at the prefect. While Hibari was staring blankly at her a few moments ago she felt awkward, so she slowly began to do the paperwork again wanting it finished as soon as possible.

Chrome knew she was the only one left in the building as her boss informed her they were all done their tasks and heading home, oddly her boss was in his underwear as he quickly told her this. So she was left with the prefect to finish her task as instructed. She checked her watch - 6:53pm. She was about to get up and leave until-

"Wait." Hibari's dark voice echoed in his office. Chrome obeyed and stood curiously where she was, looking at Vongola's Cloud guardian seated lazily on the couch.

"Yes, Cloud man?" Chrome politely responded as she waited for Hibari's own response.

"Why did you want to help me herbivore? What do you want?" Hibari didn't like being around the bush and he felt like if he knew this girls reasons now questions would stop floating around his head like ocean mines waiting to explode.

He was looking at the herbivore who was now carrying a nervous and blushing face, he glared at her replacing what he thought would be a blush himself. Chrome breathed a long soft breath before she answered.

"I don't want anything, it's just…" she was turning red "You work hard for what you want to protect, and I admire your strength to do so, even when you are tired and drowsy. The way I always see you put Namimori Middle first…is inspiring." A smile crept onto her face Chrome felt a sort of happiness and anxiousness letting her feelings out.

Hibari though twitched at her blunt sweetness, her smile was one too guiltless for the mafia they associated with, her answer too honest and kind for any type of mist user. Hibari looked her straight in the eye confused and a little irritated. He glared at her until he looked defeated, not the type of defeated where Hibari was humiliated and beaten – he promised himself he would never be defeated like that again - but a type of defeat where he was exasperated but understood.

The 16-year old boy straightened up with a new look in his eyes that were still trained on the Vongola Mist guardian. Hibari was going to say something important, Chrome could feel it and it made her shiver at the honor. What he was going to say would change the outlook of the herbivore and him entirely. With what he knew from just today and maybe a few instances in the past he supposed - and cursed himself for not catching on sooner, he spoke with a cold tone making his words sound almost like a threat.

"I underestimated you."

Chrome's eye widened, blinked a few times, and then she smiled gently, understanding Hibari's double meaning. The female bowed to the male while he grunted something she couldn't understand.

She exited his office and school, and walked back to her apartment, content that maybe she made a new friend all by herself this time.

Though it's probably safer to not tell Mukuro-sama about this yet… Chrome inwardly thought as she strolled into her building.

Meanwhile the skylark stayed present in his school, thinking about the pineapple-haired girl he recently got to know, not as Mukuro Rokudo's follower but as Chrome Dokuro.

Underestimating people like that is dangerous.