I'm only updating one chapter of this story for now because I'm way too busy for my own good with stories. I decided to do a romance for no reason. It seems that comedy and friendship/hurt/comfort aren't that popular. I hope you enjoy this story. This is kind of based off of a TV show I once saw, but then again not really. Remember it will be two weeks before I update or maybe 3 weeks. Anyways, hope you enjoy! Hibari x OC and Mukuro x OC


Torn curtains and broken wood boards lined the room. A dark figure rested on a velvet armchair, leaning back and forth and clasping his hands together.

"Hm, Luna… you've grown quite old now, is it?" the man asked with a dark look.

"Yes sir, I'm 15 years old." the girl replied with a tight smile.

'Well then. I need you to find somebody by the name of Rokudo Mukuro. He was one of my… you could say, test subjects." he answered her.

"Rokudo Mukuro?" she asked. Images flashing through her head, she thought the name sounded very familiar.

The two of them just waited there in complete silence, until the man stood up and smiled, pacing back and forth across the empty room.

"Yes…" he frowned. "Rokudo Mukuro. An escapee from Vendicare Prison." the man held up a newspaper labeled FREED FROM JAIL, only published one week ago.

The picture showed a young man with dark blue hair, dressed in a black and white jumpsuit, holding up a sign. He was standing behind jail bars, and a light shined down on his forehead.

"Is he of importance to you?" Luna asked with a smirk.

"Yes. If he becomes an ally of our civilization, then we shall easily be able to gain power. Track him down, and convince him to follow with us. World domination is easier when there are more people for our cause. Also time is of essenc-"

"Of course. Of course. Time is of essence, people are to be used, the world is a pawn in your plan. Blah blah. I've heard it enough haven't I?" she answered, interrupting him.

He held up his hand, preparing to slap her. They stood there, him ready to hit her, and Luna not even batting an eye.

"Anyways," the man continued, continuing his walk around the room. "Mukuro's in Japan, that's all I know. You'll be transferring to Namimori High School, and will be starting your investigation there." He handed her a black backpack, covered with red marks, and full of items.

"Your plane tickets, money, Ramen noodles you requested, illegal passport, and your file to apply to Namimori High, also…" he paused, gaining the dramatic effect. "Your new upgraded weapon." the man said, chuckling.

"All righty then. Hand them over boss." she responded, holding out her hand in impatience.

"So unpatient as usual. Take them." the man said.

Luna took her time in snatching the backpack from his hand, and walking out the door, not giving a second glance.

"Sayonara Luna, and good luck…" the man laughed quietly.


"Mom! Stop with all this stuff! I don't need-" the girl held up her items in disgust. "Perfume, make-up, jewelry, have you gotten out of your mind?"

The lady held up her hand and smiled, closing her eyes.

"Sorry, Sole-chan. It's your first day in school tomorrow, remember, and also you're going to be going to Nami high!" the woman explained, giggling in excitement.

"What does that have to with all these things?" Sole asked, picking up new dresses, shoes, foods, and accessories. "How did you even put all these things in my backpack?"

"I have my ways," her mother responded secretively.

The sound of footsteps could be heard as the daughter and mother sat on the wooden oak floor. A young boy with dirty blonde hair ran up the stairs and collapsed in Sola's arms, crying loudly.

"Sissy! Why do you have to go? Stay here with us! Play with me! Please?" the little boy gave puppy eyes, and looked at her, holding up his miniature robot.

Sola bit her lip and turned the other way. She really had a thing with kids.

Shrugging, but still avoiding eye contact, she responded. "Peter, I'll only be an hour away. I'll just be staying in another apartment because it's closer there. I'm coming back every 2 or so weeks!"

The little brother nodded a bit in comfort, and tugged on her shirt.

"All right then Sola-chan. It's time for you to leave now…" the lady said, dapping at the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Sola stood up, and brushed off the dirt from her knees. She breathed everything in. The scent of her old home. The old green couch with the dust bunnies underneath it, the medium-sized TV that broke every few times you used it, the queen bed she had bought after saving up her allowance. Everything.

It was a long time before Sola left the house, waving to her mother and brother.

"Goody-bye sissy!" Peter called out, trying to refrain from crying.

"Sayonara Sola-chan! Have fun!" her mom called out.

The brown-blonde walked down the sidewalk, trying to call a taxi. Around her birds sang in melody, and crickets chirped a pleasant tune. The emerald green grass fit perfectly with the blue sky, littered with clouds. Sola's mood was quite the complete opposite of this cheerful place. A driver stopped and Sola opened the door.

"Where to, miss?" the man asked.

"Namimori High School please." she replied.

Looking out the window, Sola frowned.

She was going to start a new life. Make new friends. Everything was different.

Walking out of the car, and paying the driver, Sola looked up at the giant sign above her.

Namimori High School


Okay so you're probably thinking. Nami High? Isn't it supposed to be Nami Middle. In that you are correct, but I needed to make the ages fit. All will be explained in due time. Next chapter. Please review.

I'm going to accept a few minor OC's. Maybe a boy who likes Sola or Luna. Or a girl who befriends them. Thank you so much for taking your time to read the story and reviewing.

Thanks,

xDarkTempest