Uuu~ it's just some little idea that I got when remembering a song that was once popular in my country, even if you don't know the song, I hope you'd like the story!
Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! And all its characters belong to Amano Akira. And the song, entitled "Seberapa Pantas" belongs to Sheila on 7.
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(Seberapa pantaskah kau untuk ku tunggu? Cukup indahkah dirimu untuk selalu ku nantikan?) [How much worthy are you for me to wait? Are you beautiful enough for me to expect?]
Hibari Kyoya glared at the glass door impatiently. Why's he, the person who hated crowds more that anyone else, sat on the corner of a popular café only to meet a messenger sent by the Vongola Decimo? Oh, right, because apparently the said messenger had some business around this place. The bell attached to the door jingled and he glared at the doorway once more, only to find a brunette woman rushed inside, hugging a bag with both her hands.
Their eyes met and Hibari could see the girl gulped in her fear, and started walking toward him. He drank the rest of his coffee and stared at her in annoyance. Cant she walk faster? Was what he thought. She arrived before him and quickly opened her bag, still panting.
"Haru's sorry she's late, this is the thing that Tsuna-san asked Haru to…." The envelope in her hand was snatched already, "..hahi?" and without saying anything (not even a "thank you"! Haru's mind screamed later on, after she got out of her paralyzed state), the man stood and walked out of the café.
"P-please wait! Haru is…!" she glanced at the table he had occupied, and sighed. She needed to pay for what he'd ordered first.
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(Mampukan kau hadir dalam setiap mimpi burukku? Mampukah kita bertahan di saat kita jauh?) [Will you be able to appear in my nightmares? Will we stand it when we're apart?]
Beads of sweats rolled down his temple, eyebrows knitted in furry. He was growling and groaning slightly. He felt hot, 'was the temperature that high?' he wondered. Whispers in panic could be heard. Cool fingers touched his cheeks slightly, and he could sense fears coming from them. His eyelids felt heavy, but he forced them to open, slowly. Strays of light came into his view, forming a blurred image. The owner of the fingers that were on his cheeks quickly drew them back.
"Hahi! Ha-haru's sorry, it seemed like Hibari-san was in pain, so…so…." The brunette started rambling about something, things that he didn't care about, so he ignored her. He? The strongest person in Namimori, was in pain? That got to be wrong. He thought as he leaned his head against the wall.
Realizing the man before her didn't even bother to, at the very least, pretend that he was listening, the woman stopped talking and reached for her bag. She rummaged through her belongings until she found the thing that she was looking for.
"Tsuna-san told Haru to give this to Hibari-san." She said, showing him an envelope. Another mission? Well, it's not like he's that weak to refuse. He snatched the envelope and looked inside. The thing said to take a rest for the day. What. The. Hell. Hibari's eyebrow twitched in annoyance.
"Th-then…Haru will take her leave…." Haru was going to stand when Hibari said, no, ordered to her to stay. "…Hahi?" she was confused, but quickly sat on her previous place on the tatami. Hibari reached out his hand toward the low table beside him, took a fan and threw it toward her. The woman's eyebrow rose. He nodded toward the fan, and said,
"I'm going to sleep, it's hot, fan me." He said with a straight face. Haru considered throwing the fan back to him when she remembered she promised Tsuna to help this man however she could, and started fanning Hibari until he closed his eyes again.
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A.N: I know this has no relation at all, but, seeing people insult my religion, I feel want to cry, uuu… and I was so cheerful when I started typing this story, too… ;-;