A/N: Hello! I have been having this idea for a while now, and it has been bugging me for a really long time. Basically, I wanted to give my POV on Hibari's past. There are other parts to the story but I shall not reveal them now. ;)

Summary: Hibari Kyoya was not born the way he is right now- cold, confident, and hates crowds. What has caused him to become this way? After Hibari joins Sawada Tsunayoshi's family, however, things changed.

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR.


Chapter 1- The aloof cloud

Hibari Kyoya was not the cold, confident person that he is known for right now by nature; unlike what all the herbivores that like to crowd around may like to think.

Hibari Kyoya was, as much as he would vehemently deny it, just a normal, shy child; albeit with a little more talent than most kids around his age. His extent of hating crowds had also not yet developed to such disproportional degrees as it is right now. No, not really.

Hibari Kyoya was a quiet child. Even when he was still a kid who barely knew what he was doing, he had just not found the urge to join the groups that naturally seems to form with other children his age.

In his childhood days, he could recall just watching by the sidelines as other children played silly little games together: whether it's jumping ropes, jan-ken-pon, thief and hero, or simply 'catch' games. He noted that the children all looked like they were happy and having immense fun out of the games.

He could remember being advised many times, either by his kindergarten teachers, or his grandparents, "if you want to play as well, why not join the other kids? It will be fun." He had considered the option- it had been quite a sound piece of advice, but no, he couldn't really find the confidence in himself to join the others.

He didn't understand how the other kids can do it- making friends, that is. Hibari was a smart kid, he thinks before he acts. To him, there had to be some kind of process for friend-making. He just could not figure out which was the first step to take. And hence, he is left being stuck with thinking of the proper way to approach people.

All in all, he was quite the socially awkward person.

He remember getting all frustrated over this, especially when the teacher calls for them to get into groups for work or games, he is always the left-over- the person that nobody wanted. In his opinion, group work was for stupid people- herbivores- who can't handle things by themselves and therefore seeks the assistance of others. Who needs groups when one person can handle the whole thing?

But no, that was obviously not what the teacher thought, not what the children thought, nor what the whole world thought.

Group work are essential, for building 'bonds', was what they say. Hibari did not comprehend the meaning for such actions if it didn't actually reach that goal. For what he sees, group work only helps to allow lazy people to push the job to each other; was not an efficient mean of getting work done at all, allowing those cliques to chit-chat during lesson time and most of all, build up a sense of inferiority in students that always gets left behind with no groups.

In short, Hibari did not think that group works were necessary at all. A person needs to fight for himself- he thinks- because no one, no one, can help you forever. He would have blamed his grooming and upbringing for this insistency on the need for independence.

The thing that he could not stand the most, however, was the idiocy of his classmates. Whenever he had plucked up the courage to finally speak, deciding to be helpful by providing some ideas, his voice would always go unheard amongst all the noisy arguments. Only until a long while later, someone will finally come up with the same idea that he had just tried to suggest, while the others would marvel at the intelligence of the idea. Really, if they were that stupid, they should have tried to listen to Hibari in the first place.

With his attempts at communicating with other people shot down like this, Hibari had learnt to keep his opinion to himself most of the time, becoming even less sociable as he grows up. If he did not talk because of his soft nature before, then now it was because he didn't even feel like talking.

However, it seemed as if his silence and brilliant academic results pissed a lot of his classmates off. Jealousy, perhaps.

Hibari ignored them. After all, there was no use in trying to get a bunch of idiots to like him. If they wanted what he has, they just had to strive for it. Otherwise, weak people deserved to remain at the bottom of the food chain. Only the strong survives in this world, after all.

By the age of 10, Hibari had come to the realization that he did not fit in with other people. They shunned him, and he now detests the idea of mingling with them.

It was fine with him, though. Or so he had thought…


A/N: LOL, this chapter was shorter than I thought it would be. But that may be because I wanted to leave some parts to the other chapters. :P

And I am really sorry- I had been in a bad mood when I decided to first write this out, so it may affect my judgement of Hibari's feelings. Although the reason for my bad mood has nothing to do with what's written, I just thought it would be better if I want to write an annoyed Hibari, lol. xD

Hibari may be bit OOC, but I think that he shouldn't really hate crowds for no reason. I like a confident Hibari too, so maybe a soft Hibari is no good? Or do you think that this was a logical reason?

Reviews please! So I can know what your opinions are! =)