Chapter 1: The Prince's Jacket

"Your Highness," the maid called frantically, "the Princess has been born."

The man smiled at the news and continued to make his way to his wife's side.

"How could this be...?" the King's mouth was agape in awe holding the girl tightly. "You, my daughter, are the most beautiful maiden on this whole planet. You are just as gorgeous as your mother," the man cried, hugging the baby proudly.

"King, give her to me!" a feminine voice demanded.

"She is my daughter!" the King said in defence, glaring at his wife. "Let me hold her just a bit longer."

The Queen stuck out her tongue at him. "I gave birth to her."

The couple sent death glares to each other, but then started to laugh heartily. Two maids had gathered to watch the child secretly. But, were entranced by the King and Queen even more. Even though they held such power, and could be the most serious about even the smallest things that could affect their kingdom, when they were alone together, they could act so childish and innocent. Like love at first sight, they repeatedly fell for eachother every time

The King, who still held the baby girl, whispered a few words to her that no one else seemed to hear.

"You, my little one, are like a precious gem, and yet, you are the most harmful toxin of all. It is your choice whether you choose the path of good or evil. But when the time comes, no matter what you choose will be right, Habibi."

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"Okay...so, what exactly does this story have to do with those guys that attacked Kyoko and Haru yesterday?" Tsuna asked.

"Dame-Tsuna. You never even let me finish," Reborn turned towards the girl beside him. "What else can you remember about those guys chasing you? Well, what did they look like?"

"Oh!" Haru bellowed. "One of them was bald...the other one had hair, though. Oh, and they kept saying something in a language I've never heard before! Oh, and they also had these really cool rings on, with a bunch of cursive patterns."

"You remembered such a tiny detail?" Gokudera questioned.

"Oh course I did!" Haru stated proudly, before Gokudera ruined her fun.

"Stupid woman." Gokudera turned over to Tsuna. "You can't believe what she said, Juudaime. She was being chased! How could she remember such a tiny detail, like a ring?"

Tsuna ignored Gokudera, going off into his own little world. Then, he quickly rushed over to Kyoko. "Kyoko-chan, are you alright?" he fretted, carefully observing her, trying to find any injuries.

"I'm fine Tsu-kun, thank you for worrying," Kyoko blushed. And for a while, the new couple just stayed that way. Gazing into each other's eyes.

Haru snapped her head away from the sight. They had just began dating about week ago, but she was still getting used to the pain. "Why is it that they have to be so lovey-dovey when I'm around?" but after realizing what she had just implied, she quickly shook her head in disapproval. "No. It shouldn't even matter to you anymore, Haru!" she internally scolded. "Your best friend is dating your second love...at least it isn't the first right? Besides, 'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger'!" she said, in half-hearted attempts to cheer herself up. But she could still feel that little ping in her chest, though not as overwhelming as the first time they had announced that they were dating, it still hurt.

"Oh yeah, Haru, shouldn't you be gettin' to school now?" Tsuna asked.

"Huh?" Haru twisted her head towards him. "Oh...about that..."

Reborn interrupted, "This is her school."

"Ehh?" Tsuna gaped.

"Tsk!" Gokudera grit his teeth irritatedly. Yamamoto smiled, giving her a nod, and Kyoko just grinned happily.

"Welcome, Haru-chan," she announced.

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They walked to their classroom, and Haru was instructed by her teacher to wait outside of class until she was called for.

Her mind kept running off to the incident the day before, where Kyoko and her were being chased by two strangers. The two weirdos kept uttering something about a 'Queen' and Haru felt the weirdest sensation of a feeling she'd never felt before. Belonging. What was happening to her? The memory kept repeating itself, and Haru seemed to completely miss the teacher's call.

"Miura!" he called again, and agitation could be heard in his voice. Haru finally heard him and leaped up from surprise, then scurried into the class, keeping her head down. The teacher seemed to calm down and straightened his tie.

"Our new transfer student..." the teacher pointed without even looking at her, reading his Pride and Prejudice book. "You may introduce yourself," he murmured. Haru lifted her head, and immediately some of the boys started cheering.

"We got a new hottie!" someone said a bit too loudly. Haru tilted her head awkwardly. What new hottie? And most importantly, what's a 'hottie'?

Her lips parted and she spoke. "My name is Haru Miura. Nice to meet you all!" she smiled sweetly, showing off her dimple, and again, some boys cheered. What in the world was wrong with this class and their constant cheering over a little smile?

"Alright, calm down," the teacher moved his hands in a calming motion. Haru chuckled at the fact that probably no one except her, who was standing beside him, had noticed the facts that he whispered "you little runts" after the calm motion. "Oh, back to you! So..." he eyed the whole place, then quickly nodded. "Tsuna, you won't be sitting alone anymore." Haru mentally cursed, but of course nothing too horrible. She would never use such foul language and dirty her tongue. It was against her morals! She walked over to the back of the room, receiving flirtatious smiles from boys, and disgusted scowls from girls. She wondered what that was all about. She walked by a couple of boys whispering to each other, and unknown to them, she heard their whole conversation.

"Finally! Another hottie in this class~" one sang.

The other laughed, then turned a bit serious. "The girls seem to hate her..."

"They're just jealous."

"I bet they are. I mean, they already had Kyoko to compete with, now they got her too!" he laughed.

"True. Hey, she on par with Kyoko!" he whooped, a bit too loudly. Then, they glanced up and saw Haru eyeing them curiously.

"Shit!" they both cursed simultaneously. Haru felt rude for eavesdropping and quickly replied a sorry before walking away. She looked to her other side and saw a few girls laughing and scowling at her. She shrugged it off- it was nothing new- and walked to the very back, sitting in the empty desk beside the window. Beside her was another empty seat, and Tsuna beside that one, with Gokudera. They sat side by side. Yamamoto was in the seat in front of Gokudera.

"Hello Tsuna-san," Haru whispered. He gave an awkward smile and gave a tiny wave. The rest of the class, Haru avoided speaking to anyone. It was her first day! She didn't wanna get in trouble yet!

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Haru loved a certain subject to the very core: gym, and luckily, she was to have it the next period. They were starting a new unit; gymnastics. Haru was delighted when she heard the news. She was very good at gymnastics. She was as graceful as a cat and she could memorize moves like a dancer. Haru could do the splits, cartwheels with or without using her hands, flips in the air and much much more. That's what you get for taking extra lessons to try and fit in.

She could also do stunts with the equipment, which a lot of people seemed to have trouble doing. She did each step with elegance, and effort. Even though she didn't seem like she was working hard, she was. But her form was beautiful, and only a few beads of sweat gathered on her forehead after the workout, while others were wheezing and panting tiredly. A girl came up to Haru and glared at her.

"Just because you can do a few cartwheels doesn't make you better than us!" she stated. Haru eyed her curiously.

"I never thought I was better than you." Haru frowned, her eyebrows slightly scrunching together.

"Oh please, stop lying. We all know that you think you're better than us. Just 'cause a few guys think you're cute doesn't mean zilch. You're still a loser to us!" she yelled. Haru took a deep breath to calm herself. Of course she was used to people flinging insults at her, but something about the girl's voice was just so...irritating. It was so high-pitched and squeaky. Not attractive in the slightest way. Haru shook her head a bit in disapproval. She had just met this chick! How could someone just go around accusing you of something, when they just met you? The girl herself was adorable though. Her soft golden hair reached till her waist, and despite her small stature, the Namimori High School uniform fit her curves graciously. The High School uniforms were a bit different than the Junior High ones, much more form fitting. They gave off a bit of a sexy vibe, but the skirts were a bit too short for Haru's liking. Haru eyed her for a while. The girl seemed to back off because of the weird expression Haru had on her face.

The girl reminded Haru of something, but she just couldn't seem to remember it, even though it was at the tip of her tongue. Then Haru finally realized, and thumped fist into her other hand, on her palm.

"A hamster!" Haru blurted out, pointing at the girl. Yes, that was it! Her vulnerable physique reminded her of a hamster! But then, Haru realized the words she had said, and suddenly felt embarrassed, accidentally insulting the girl. She blushed a bit as she realized everyone was now staring at her. The girl accused of being a hamster opened her mouth. She was definitely shocked. Then suddenly two girls- much taller than her- appeared being her.

"Probably her friends," Haru inspected.

"How dare you? Do you know who I am? Ai Hanamori!" she stated. "My shoes are worth more than your whole existence!"

"I'm sorry if I insulted you in anyway, but you don't even know me; we just met! I never thought that I was better than any of you. I didn't even know anyone thought I was cute," Haru puffed her cheeks a bit. She did that when she was angry. She had tried to get rid of the habit a long time ago, when she was in Junior High. Heck, she even thought she had gotten over it! But as the saying goes: "old habits die hard".

"Ugh," the girl scowled. "I just hate girls like you. So full of themselves. Flaunting around everything they have, just to impress some guys. It's quite sickening, actually."

Haru couldn't help but laugh this time, no matter how hard she tried to stop herself, so she just did as her gut told her and laughed out boldly.

Ai shrieked. "You dirty slut! How could you just laugh like that. You think it's funny?" she questioned.

"N..no. Of course not! B..but you just described yourself!" she said in between laughs. Of course, she barely knew the girl, but she had dealt with a few girls exactly like Ai when she was in Midori, except they were worse.

"Excuse me? You don't even know me! We just met, and you're already saying such rude things to me as if you know who I am?" Ai gasped, a tear streaking down her cheek. Haru stopped laughing and gave the girl a look. Hadn't she just said that? Everyone looked at Haru and Ai with mixed feelings. Well, Haru with disgust, and Ai with sorrow. A few rushed to her and hugged her tightly.

"How could you?" a girl asked. "Ai is so sweet, and your being such a...a...bitch to her!" she finished.

"Yeah. Ai didn't do anything to you. She was just being nice, and you accuse her of such rude things, and even laugh at her and call her a hamster?" the other sounded exasperated. Haru took a step back, her eyebrows a bit furrowed.

"Ai, it's okay! If that disgusting little slut tries to do anything to you next time," she glared at Haru, "we'll make sure she doesn't get away with it!"

"Get away with wha-" Haru was about to ask, but was interrupted by almost being run over by the girls. "What in the world?" she called as she ran away, exiting the girls change room. Haru couldn't help but think that maybe she shouldn't listen to her gut next time. Taking long strides with her long legs, she dodged many people, and they all stared at her in shock. Haru glanced curiously at them. Why were they all making those expressions? Then, that was when she realized. Her shirt was gone. It had been left in the girls change room. She definitely wasn't going to listen to her gut next time! Haru gulped at nothing. Her throat felt extremely dry all of a sudden. She covered her well developed chest with her hands. Luckily, her bra was still intact. She swiftly turned, and saw a glimpse of herself in a mirror. The rest of her uniform was perfectly on, just like every school girl would dress. Only her shirt had been misplaced. She had to admit, though, she had pretty hot curves. Haru shook away the thought and jumped out of the back door of the school. She looked around, to see if anyone was there, and sighed in relief when she saw nobody. Slowing her pace, Haru walked out of the school building, but suddenly heard a group of people come.

"Hehe. That new chick? What was her name again?" a deep voice asked. Haru panicked quickly looking around somewhere to hide. Then someone abruptly grabbed her and pulled her back. She was about to scream, but her mouth was quickly clamped over by someone's hand.

"Ushi shi shi. Now who do we have here?" Haru's eyes widened. The voice was so nastolgic. No, it couldn't be! No way he was here. No way such a psychotic-assassinating-tiara-wearing-prince could see her in this situation out of all things! Haru realized where he had dragged her to. A narrow slit in the wall, like a mini alleyway. And then, she realized, no one would be able to see her. If he were to try to kill her right now, no one would notice until it was too late...except those boys! What was more important? Her dignity, womanhood, innocence, and pride, or her life? She sniffled silently, cursing herself at what she was going to do next.

She tried to scream to notify the horny teens, but of course he was still covering her mouth.

"Shut up!" he whispered. "They'll find us."

Haru quickly froze and then noticed that he was still holding onto her, his hands embracing her protectively. She felt her face heat up drastically.

"Omg. Omg. Omg. Omg," she thought. She tried to shoo the thoughts away and listened to the boys talking to get her mind off of her current situation.

"I could get her," one said. Another laughed at him.

He continued laughing. "Get her? Dude, you know it's impossible for a kid like you to get with a chick like that."

"Bitch," the other boy mumbled.

"Guys, guys," a new voice interrupted. "you're both too ugly to get with her, but I would be perfect!" He grinned.

"Tch," both the other voices said.

"Get with her? Get with who?" Haru wondered.

She heard the voices smaller and smaller, until they eventually faded away. Everything went quiet, and she suddenly felt deaf, but Belphegor's relaxed breaths resonating in her ear assured her that she was fine.

"Um...Belphegor-san?" she started. "They're gone..."

He stared at her for a few seconds, expressionless. Then, his lips curved into a smile, as if he realized what had been happening just now. "Ushi shi shi. Now what do we have here?" He eyed her up and down- she knew he was checking her out, even though his eyes were covered. Haru's face turned crimson as she remembered her current situation.

"I. Have. No. Shirt. On." She thought.

"Ushi shi shi. Didn't think you'd go down that road..." he trailed off. She blushed even harder.

"No! This is a misunderstanding! Haru is not a prostitute!" Damnit. It came back! Her 'speaking in third person' phase was came back!

"Well, it sure seems like it," he said. Haru sighed, decidding that this was getting them nowhere. She pulled away from Belphegor's embrace and covered herself the best she could with her arms.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, her eyes staring daggers at him. She was relieved to find that she wasn't speaking in third person.

A devious grin worked onto his face, "Just planning the Decimo's death." Haru's eyes widened, and now her gaze seemed to be trying to pierce daggers into him. "Ushi shi shi. Just kidding. No matter how much he annoys me, if I were to kill him, I'd have to go through the baby and all his little followers."

Haru stuck out her tongue at him and crouched down, getting a bit chilly.

"Stupid, put on a shirt," Belphegor scoffed.

"You think I did this on purpose?" Haru muttered. She heard footsteps behind her and stiffened.

Was this the end? She felt something gently fall on top of her, and noticed the faintest smell of cologne and morning dew. She quickly snapped her head back, but only felt a rush of air pass by. He was gone, and all that he left behind was his jacket.

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Oh! Something kinda important I forgot to mention: I don't actually read or watch KHR...just kinda liked the idea, so researched a bit about it, and went along with what I had in mind. Sorry for the grammar issues, and please R&R!