So, I made my own Hibari backstory...tell me what you think!
"We're awfully sorry…he doesn't usually act up this way… We'll make sure to discipline him accordingly at home," my mother spoke. The Head Master looked at me, eyes boring into the deepest crevices of my soul. He was scary. "His behavior better shape up, or we cannot accept him here as one of our students."
"We understand," my father said from his position on my other side. My face was smug, for I was going to be beaten at home for a very small reason.
The car ride home was silent, my parents obviously in contemplation on how to deal with my wrong doings. My father sighed. "Can you tell me son, why you thought it was a good idea to bite someone?"
"He was getting on my nerves, father…I only threatened him at first…but…when he messed with me again, I had to fallow through…"
He sighed again, in irritation.
We got home an hour later, after stopping to pick up groceries my mother needed. I helped her unpack, getting a forgiving smile from her as she held me in her arms. "You're a very honest boy, Kyo-kun. It doesn't take hurting people for them to know that."
"I-I know mom…b-but… the kid was being irritating…"
"I understand Kyo-kun. Just ignore it if it happens again, alright?"
"Yes mommy."
She ruffled my hair and stood. "Good…do you want to help me cook dinner?"
I nodded and smiled. I liked cooking with my mother, for what it was worth.
We cooked dinner, and sat at the table, waiting for my father to join us. "What's taking your father so long…." she sighed and stood. "I'll be right back Kyo-kun."
"Be careful mommy…"
She walked upstairs to look for my missing father.
About 15 minutes passed. Not a word from my mother, nor my father. I didn't suspect anything to be wrong, they usually would disappear together like that a lot. Only after an hour passed did I begin to worry. "Mommy? Dad!" I stood from my seat at the table. I walked to the stairs, and did not see them there. I made my way up the stairwell. "Mother! Father!" I heard a crash from the room at the end of the hall. Father's study…I ran down the hall. My father's study was dark. As I made my way into the dark corridor, I heard the tap of foot steps. "M-Mommy! I-Is that…you…" I leaned against the wall, my hands brushing up against it as I walked closer to the entrance of the library portion of the study.
I stepped inside. Laying there on the floor was my father, several lacerations on his neck. I squealed in terror and stumbled to the side. I fell and landed next to my mother, also laying murdered on the floor. I screamed, tears flowing freely down my face. I looked up when I heard the quick footsteps coming in my direction. I only got a glimpse before the world went black.
I woke up who knows how long after that day.
The moral is this. From that day forward I vowed to bite to death anyone who was in my way, because only the strong can survive.