DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Katekyo Hitman Reborn nor any of its characters. I do NOT gain any profit from this fan-fiction. It is strictly for my entertainment and any one who enjoys reading it!
CLAIMER: I OWN the craziness of my Self-Inserted Gary-Stue. Beware!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a SLASH/MALExMALE/YAOI fan-fiction. If you do NOT like same-sex relationships, then this story is NOT for you. The reborn/self-inserted character may be a Gary Stue. This story is also fast-paced and involves the relationship between a sixteen and fourteen year old. If this offends you, you know where to find the back button.
With that all said and done, I do hope you all enjoy this. This is my first KHR Self-Insert/Reborn story. Forgive any spelling/grammatical errors as I do NOT have a beta reader and there are only so many errors I can catch. Depending on how this chapter does, good/bad, will depend on how quickly I'll update. Also, the other notes will not be as long as this.
Chapter One:
"Some people wake up drowsy. Some people wake up energized. I wake up dead."—John Marsden
My head is pounding as if a tiny dwarf belonging to Snow White is inside my head hacking away at my skull in a frantic search for precious gems. His excavation is currently unsuccessful given the circumstances. Opening my eyes, I blink away the drowsiness left behind by another restless night's sleep. I stare up at my bedroom ceiling, taking in the strangeness of it. My pale lavender ceiling, painted to match the bedroom walls, is now the color of aged wood.
A kaleidoscope of images flash through my mind, increasing the pain and causing me to squeeze my eyes shut while cupping my face. Names and voices follow the images … Memories that did not belong to me, but at the same time are familiar. I grow nauseous, trying to keep up with the memories, but I lose myself and fall into unconsciousness. Two words flash in my mind right before I succumb to the pulling darkness; Hibari Kyoya.
-KHR-
For the life of me, I have no idea how I came to be stuck inside Hibari Kyoya's body, much less inside the world of Katekyo Hitman Reborn. If I thought about my life before waking up as the infamous future Cloud Guardian of the Vongola Mafia Family (I say future, because I have not seen any memories of Kyoya's pertaining to the baby hitman), I would draw a blank. I do not remember my name or how old I was. I find it strange that I can remember the color of my bedroom walls, but not the color of my eyes or hair. What I do know, without a doubt, is that I was not born in this world the normal way, but I possess every single one of Hibari Kyoya's memories; his first day of primary school, the time he received his tonfas, even the first time he got to use his tonfas to 'bite' someone to death. Everything.
It has been a whole day since I woke up as the infamous Disciplinary Committee Leader and I have decided on something. I was not going to mess with the plot in the sense of going out of my way to seek dangerous situations out, but if I happen to come across situations involving the known characters … Well that's a different story. I will not hide, but I will not go out seeking either. Now, concerning Hibari Kyoya's persona, I have no problem keeping that Skylark's sadistic side present. Besides, figuratively biting someone to death for disrupting Namimori's peace seems like fun and being Hibari Kyoya, I think I'll have a lot of fun; especially when it comes to a certain mousy haired brunette klutz.
-KHR-
Dressed in Kyoya's usual outfit of a white button-up long sleeve shirt, black slacks, black dress shoes, matching black belt and tie, and the symbolic long sleeve black coat with a red and gold band on the right sleeve, I ate the leftover onigiri that I had found in the refrigerator before leaving the house. Tucked safely away inside my coat was the pair of collapsible steel tonfas that made Hibari Kyoya legendary. The walk to Namimori High was short, my legs eating up the road with their long purposeful gait. Kyoya's slick black cell phone was tucked safely in the hidden inside pocket of the black coat.
The early morning was chilly and from what I can recall from Kyoya's memories, it was the beginning of December and everyone was still sporting their winter uniforms. I happened to check the weather on account of not wanting to be caught by another surprise and the man on the screen called for a light snow fall by mid-afternoon. Reaching the school gates, a few students were loitering around the closed steel that kept them from entering the grounds. My steel gray eyes narrowed automatically, but I forced my features to relax when I saw that it was only Kyoya's right hand man, Tetsuya Kusakabe and a few other members of the Disciplinary Committee.
"Hibari-san, is everything okay?" Kusakabe asked as I slipped a key ring from my side pocket, keys that I had barely remembered to grab on my way out of the Skylark's house. "You're not usually running behind in the mornings."
Doesn't Kusakabe address Kyoya by his given name and not his last name? Huh. Maybe that's only when they're alone or something. I wondered offhandedly, unlocking the gate and having the others slide the heavy steel out of the way. Shooting the taller, more muscular male a look, I made my way towards the school building to begin unlocking everything Kyoya does. Everyone else, minus Kusakabe, spread out to do their morning patrols around the school. Arriving at the Reception Room designated for the use of the Disciplinary Committee, I went over and took a seat behind the sole desk within the room and began to sort through the documents stacked on top of it.
'Wao, Kyoya practically runs this school,' I thought, noticing that he even signs the teachers' paystubs.
"Kyo-san,"
Ah, there it is. Kusakabe does call Kyoya by his given name when they're alone. I figured my thoughts were mixing up with Kyoya's original memories or something. Maybe I should start writing everything down? No, no that baby would just find out about it.
"Hn?" I hummed, keeping to Kyoya's lack of words while reading through a form about the baseball club.
'Ah, Yamamoto's club. They need funds for new equipment. Would Kyoya approve or deny this?' I wondered, drawing a blank on what the prefect would do. 'Maybe I can have Kusakabe do some of this.'
"The students will be arriving soon. Are you going to monitor them entering the school or…"
I looked up at the black uniform clad male with insanely large hair. My face must to have been either blank or sporting some type of scary expression, because I spotted a bead of sweat trail down the side of Kusakabe's face and him swallowing a lump. Resting my elbows on the surface of the desk and placing my chin on my laced fingers, I continued to stare at the Vice-Commander of the Disciplinary Committee, actually taking joy in making the male sweat.
"Tetsuya,"
"Ye—Yes!" Kusakabe stuttered, fighting back the shocked look on his face when I said his given name.
Whoops, maybe Kyoya does not call Kusakabe by his first name. Oh well.
"I trust you to handle things with the morning rush," I spoke seriously, surprised at how easy it was to maintain a calm demeanor in front of the stunned male.
Kusakabe bowed low, like he pulled a 90 degree angle bow, and shot straight up seconds after with a determined look on his face.
"You can count on me and the other members to maintain order. If you'll excuse me, I'll see to the arriving students immediately," Kusakabe bowed once more before leaving the room in a hurry.
My lips twitched. Now that the only other person in the room was gone, I was finding it hard to hold back and ended up smirking. At least it was better than outright laughing. Yes, living as Hibari Kyoya was indeed going to be fun as long as I can continue making people make faces like that. Going back to the documents, I withheld a groan. How does Kyoya finish all of this work and why does he even do it. Oh, he loves Namimori and refuses to let any weak herbivore do the important things.
-KHR-
It was almost time for the lunch bell to ring and students will soon be filing out of classrooms to join their friends in their chosen spots to eat their lunch. Up on the school roof, I sat on the upraise that supported the water tower. I was leaning up against the water tower, taking in the peace and solitude while watching the gray and white puffy clouds drift by in the sky. The air was a little cooler and I was beginning to think that the man on the weather channel would be right about it snowing later on today. Beneath me, the door that lead up to the roof slammed open and a pair of feet smacked on the roof as whoever interrupted my quiet time ran behind the upraise. Two more pairs of feet soon followed, making the rooftop door slam open and shut once again. My eyebrow twitched at the loud unnecessary noise.
"Where did you go, Dame-Tsuna? We know you're up here! We saw you!" One voice, obviously male, yelled out for the first person.
"Yeah, Aho, we're hungry. How do you expect us to eat when you haven't given us your lunch money yet?" A second male's voice spoke up.
Hidden behind the upraise, I heard a muffled 'hie' and stood up. The cold breeze ruffled my ebony hair and black coat. Looking down, I saw the crouched form of a mousy haired brunette and the approaching male students searching for the boy. Spotting the hidden boy, the two male students stopped a few feet away and one thought it funny to crack his knuckles together.
"Oi, Dame-Tsuna, why are you hiding from us? It's rude, don't you think?" The first male, Yuriko Sanju from class 3 year 2, spoke up.
The other male, Rintaro Eri, laughed and gave an intimidating stomp of his foot. Sawada Tsunayoshi flinched. Both Yuriko and Rintaro moved forward and grabbed Tsunayoshi's arms, forcing the smaller male to his feet.
"Hiiieee! I'm sor—sorry! I don't … I don't have an—any money!" Tsunayoshi cried out, his whiskey brown eyes misting over.
Yuriko and Rintaro shared a frown before smirking at one another.
"Oh, well, if you can't pay for our lunch, then we'll have to punish you, Dame-Tsuna," Rintaro voiced, raising a fist.
Having seen enough, I drew my tonfas and leaped down. Just as Rintaro's fist went to punch Tsuna in the face, the boy's knuckles met the steel surface of my weapon. A resounding crack, most likely Rintaro's hand breaking, sounded right before he cried out in pain. The second year fell to his knees, clutching his injured hand to his chest.
"Hi—Hibari-san!" Yuriko shouted, releasing his grip on Tsuna who fell to the ground in fear.
I stepped in front of the trembling mousy haired brunette, smirking dangerously at Yuriko and Rintaro.
"Crowding is against the rules, Herbivores, so is bullying. As a member of the Disciplinary Committee, I'll bite you to death," I hissed, rushing at a scared Yuriko and slamming my tonfa into the boy's stomach.
Yuriko gasped in pain, the wind being knocked out of him to be replaced by him throwing up. I swung my other tonfa up and smacked the second year in the head, efficiently knocking him out before turning to his friend. Rintaro held up his good hand as if it would protect him.
"Hi—Hibari-san, please have mercy," Rintaro pleaded.
"Mercy, what's that?" I asked, before giving Rintaro the same treatment as Yuriko.
Turning away from the bruised, battered and unconscious second years, I glanced down at a shaking Tsunayoshi whose eyes were wide with fright and face pale. The mousy haired brunette's cheeks were damp and his eyes moist.
'Cute,' I thought, staring down at him.
Putting my tonfas away, I toss a folded up piece of cloth on the boy's lap before leaving. I could hear the confused statement 'a handkerchief' just as the door shut behind me.
-KHR-
Tsunayoshi was scared. Two of his regular bullies had chased him onto the rooftop and were about to give him his daily beating when the leader of the Discipline Committee, Hibari Kyoya, interfered and proceeded to bite the two second years to death. For a moment, Tsuna thought he was going to receive the same treatment as the other two students on account of Hibari not liking others to crowd, but his wide whiskey colored eyes grew even more when all the prefect did to him was drop something on his trembling lap and walk away. Shaky hands picked up a soft square cloth and stared at it with surprise.
"A handkerchief?" Tsuna said, confused.
The mousy haired brunette glanced at the corner of the white handkerchief and spotted the intricate letters K.H. in black thread. Hibari Kyoya actually gave him his handkerchief. Was it because he was crying? Heat rushed Tsuna's face and the brunette automatically hid his face in his hands, the hands that were clutching onto the soft white fabric. It smelled nice.
"Cherry blossoms," Tsuna whispered, finding the soft floral scent of Hibari's handkerchief calming.
A groan had Tsuna's head whip up and he saw his two bullies beginning to regain consciousness. Quickly standing on shaking legs, Tsuna backed away from the two and rushed off of the rooftop to get to class before lunch ends. Classes continued the same aside from Tsuna staring down at the wrinkled handkerchief on his lap.
'Hibari-san saved me,' Tsuna thought, biting his bottom lip as his thumb brushed over the K.H. stitched in the corner of the white cloth. 'No one has ever saved me from my bullies before … Not even the teachers. I have to thank him.'
After the end of class bell rang and students left to go home or to their appointed clubs, Tsuna stood outside the door leading into the Reception Room. Everyone knew that this particular room housed the Disciplinary Committee. Would Hibari be inside? What about the other members? Tsuna could feel his fear trying to overpower his reason for being here. All of the members of the Disciplinary Committee were dangerous and scary and Tsuna wanted more than anything to bolt home. But he also wanted to thank the one who helped him. Raising a trembling hand, Tsuna knocked his knuckles gently against the door, almost too soft to be heard.
-KHR-
Inside the Reception Room, I lay stretched out across the olive green couch. It was surprisingly comfortable and I could see why Kyoya liked napping, especially after having to do so much paperwork. I swear … If I have to continue doing so much paperwork, I will go crazy. Next time, I'll definitely have Kusakabe take half of the stack. He is Kyoya's…my Second-in-Command. With one hand resting on my stomach and my other arm draped over my eyes, I could feel myself falling into a blissful nap. School had let out moments ago, so I knew I had the time to nap for an hour before Kusakabe would come in to report his patrol.
A small, barely noticeable knock sounded against the door, pulling me away from my nap. Damn, Kyoya was a light sleeper if that small noise woke me. Remaining where I was, I waited for whoever was on the other side of the door to go away. The door slowly slid open and my brows furrowed. No wonder Kyoya bit people to death for waking him up. It was annoying and they were interrupting his quiet time.
"Hi—Hibari-san?" A soft voice stuttered as someone quietly shuffled into the room, shutting the door behind them.
'Tsunayoshi? What does that herbivore want?' I thought, the word involuntarily filling my thoughts.
"Did he go home?" Tsuna spoke softly, his lack of stutter catching my attention more than the fact that the mousy haired brunette had woken me.
Sitting up, I glanced over the back of the couch in time to see Tsuna jump in surprise.
"Hiieee! Hi—Hibari-san, you're here," Tsuna said quickly, his voice high-pitched.
Sighing, I scratched the back of my neck. Losing the battle with a yawn, I covered my mouth with my other hand before looking back at the first year.
"Herbivore, do you know what happens to those who wake me up?" I asked, standing up and slowly walking around the couch to the visibly trembling brunette.
Tsuna's mouth opened and closed as he tried to say something, but not a word came out. I saw the fear filling the widening whiskey colored orbs and the pink hue fading away as Tsuna's face began to pale with every step that brought me closer to him.
"What are you doing here, Herbivore?" I asked, my face blank as my steely gaze remained locked on his.
A shaky hand rose and I spotted my white handkerchief being clutched.
"Th—than—thank yo—you, Hib—Hibari-san," Tsuna stuttered, so badly that it took me a moment to figure out what he had just said. "Sor—Sorry for wak—waking you!"
Tsuna bowed quickly and went to run out of the room, but I reached out with one hand and grabbed hold of the back of his collar, effectively stopping the boy from leaving. Pulling him close enough to where his back bumped into my chest, I whispered.
"For waking me up, I'll bite you to death."
"Eh?!" Tsuna cried out in fear as I proceeded to drag the boy around the couch before tossing him onto the end cushion.
Before he could get up and think about escaping, I lay down and stretched out along the couch with my head using his lap as a pillow. Tsuna froze, his body tensed like a coiled spring. Closing my eyes, I shifted into a comfortable position and began to nod off.
"Hi—Hibari-san?" Tsuna practically squeaked.
Opening one eye, I glared up at him with a steely orb. He flinched back as a response. Feeling that he understood to be quiet, I closed my eye.
-KHR-
Tsuna gapped down at the sleeping prefect who was currently using the mousy haired brunette's lap as a pillow. Was Hibari not going to bite him to death? Tsuna thought he was. He had even feared so when he entered the room. Instead, the Skylark was asleep and Tsuna had no choice but to be still and quiet least he wake the older male up again. Staring down at the sleeping male, Tsuna took in the relaxed and soft features that appeared.
'He doesn't look scary when he sleeps. Why hasn't Hibari-san bitten me to death? Everyone has only ever said scary things about you, but you're not as bad as people say … Right?' Tsuna thought, his hand reaching out on its own to brush a few stands of ebony hair off of the Skylark's brow.
Hibari's nose twitched and Tsuna smiled before freezing again.
'What am I doing?! As soon as Hibari wakes up, he is going to beat me up just like he did Yuriko and Rintaro. I have to get out of here—,' Tsuna was pulled out of his thoughts when Hibari rolled onto his side, nuzzling his cheek against the brunette's thigh.
Blushing furiously, Tsuna attempted to distract himself from his predicament, but his eyes always trailed back to the sleeping Skylark. Losing track of time, Tsuna must to have fallen asleep as well, because the next thing he knows is someone walking into the reception room and waking him up along with a certain prefect.
-KHR-
"Uh, who are you and what are you doing in this room?" It was one of the Disciplinary Committee members who spoke.
Eyebrow twitching in annoyance, I sat up and immediately threw one of my tonfas at the one who woke me up. The tonfa smacked the male right in the face, him having no time to get over his shock of seeing me aside from Tsuna to move.
"Hiiee!" Tsuna squeaked at my sudden action while Kusakabe rushed into the room.
"Hibari-san, what happened?" Kusakabe asked, seeing the unconscious male on the floor and one of my tonfas nearby. "Ah, he woke you up," He stated, finally looking up at me.
"Kusakabe, remove the trash from this room. It's beginning to feel crowded," I ordered, going back to lying down.
I frowned as my make-shift pillow vibrated and I opened my eyes to stare up at Tsuna as Kusakabe dragged the unconscious male out of the room.
"I hav—have to go ho—home," Tsuna struggled to speak.
Sighing, knowing that going back to sleep would be useless, I stood up and retrieved my tonfa. Tsuna flinched at the sight of my weapon, but I tucked it out of sight.
"Hamburger steak," I said, going to the door to head out for Kyoya's regular after school patrol.
"Eh?" Tsuna voiced with confusion.
"You will bring me hamburger steak for lunch tomorrow. If not, I will bite you to death," With that, I left the mousy haired brunette in the reception room, a smirk tugging at the corner of my lips as I walked down the hallway.
Like I said, I was not going to seek out anything nor was I going to hide. So what if I decided to meet Sawada Tsunayoshi way ahead of schedule.