A/N: Hello there! Welcome to my KHR! fic! I hope you enjoy your stay!
Disclaimer: I own nothing apart from my hazardous OC and any changes to the KHR! plotline that your see occurring.
Unpredictable and hard-hitting. Cold and unforgiving. Frozen to the core, an unmovable force. A companion to rain. The other side of its Tranquil state; chaotic, turbulent, wild.
So, can someone tell Sawada Tsunayoshi why she is a Guardian? Did Reborn lie to him? No, impossible. Then, why?
Blunt and sarcastic. Humble and caring. An idiot to the core, with a dash of clumsiness. A companion to suggestive language. Sibling to one Hibari Kyouya. Meet Hibari Reiji. Younger sister to a certain Head-Prefect. A Senpai to few. Tonfas? What Tonfas? Her skill lay in her legs, well, mostly. She grew up learning Capoeira; She loved the way she could hurt others while being so relaxed. Weapons were not her style. She dealt more damage to herself than her opponent.
Surely such a unreliable and brash person couldn't be the one Reborn was talking about, right?... Wrong. She was exactly who Reborn was talking about. She fit the description perfectly, he just didn't know it yet.
You can't bite me to death, I'm your Sister!
KHR!
"You have three seconds to move, before I bite you to death."
Ah, yes. A normal day in Namimori. Where biting is the norm and crowding is not. Why, you say? Well, that my dear reader is because of a certain someone.
"One."
Any second now- well, two, before you witness a heart warming scene, not shown to many due to its loving content.
"Two."
Get ready for the show, though, I must warn you, its actors, are a little strange.
"Nooo! Five more minutes!"
"Three."
"Ok, OK! I'm moving, asshole."
"Too late, Carnivo-"
"Reiji. Say it with me, Kyouya. Rei-ji. How hard was that?"
"... Carnivore."
"Rrgh! Wrong! We're getting nowhere, Kyouya. Work with me here."
"I will not repeat myself."
"Ok, but let me ask you this; did I ask you to?"
"Die."
"No, than- shit!"
A certain and very familiar glint of silver- metal, drew our protagonists' attention to a specific object on our well loved and adored, Hibari Kyouya'sforearms.
"Get dressed, Carnivore. No sister of mine will be late to the very school I discipline."
A swift hit to a certain someone's stomach and all was well-
"Ow! You bitch!"
-for Kyouya, that is.
"Be dressed and downstairs in five minutes, Herbivore."
"I-I thought I was a Carnivor- What am I saying?! MY NAME IS REIJI! REI-JI!"
The Hibari Siblings. A perfect example of contrasting personalities.
It was 7:15AM in the Hibari household, a time where both siblings were- should be, awake and getting ready for another school day.
The reason for Kyouya's feisty temperament this morning, was due to a certain protagonist of this story, refusing to get out of bed.
"Tch. Bloody asshole interrupting my sleep."
She dashed about her room, quickly doing the buttons of her shirt, not noticing how some of them didn't match up with the right holes and shoved her legs into a pair of pants.
Yes, you heard right, pants. She was a girl, was she not? So, why would she be wearing pants?
Much like Reiji would say; "They are easier to run away from Kyouya in than a skirt." Now, one would question why Kyouya would allow her to wear pants- it wasn't necessarily against the rules, but more of a loophole-, would they not? The answer was; He didn't.
She yawned as she sluggishly walked down the stairs, shirt askew and crumpled, edges not tucked into her pants that she insisted on wearing as she was met with an icy glare.
"What are you wearing?"
She blinked, just as her foot touched the base of the stairs and lifted a hand to rub the sleep out of her eye. (Hey, with the five minutes he gave her, she didn't have time to use the bathroom, let alone wash. Of course she's going to have sleep in her eyes.)
She lazily dragged her eyes down her body and slanted her eyes in confusion at him. "Uhm, clothes..?"
"Herbivore,"He growled, clicking his tongue in annoyance at her idiocy. "You are wearing trousers."
He almost brought out his Tonfas at her reply.
She brought her hands up and together and slowly clapped. "Well done, Kyouya! Your skills in observation are astonishing! Teach me sometime, ne?"
"Go and change."
"Nah."
"That was not a question or suggestion for you to say no to; it was a demand."
She gracefully picked her nose and walked past him and into the kitchen, the door in which was conveniently placed a few metres beside the stairs on the left. "A demand I refused to follow. Did you finish the Cheerios?"
He sighed in frustration and pinched the bridge of his nose. "One day, you will die by my hands," He said, following after her into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and scanned its contents for his breakfast. Unlike his dear sister, he needed a more fulfilling meal.
"That day isn't today. Shut up and pass me the milk."
He wickedly grinned behind the fridge door and wrapped his hand around the handle of the milk. "Ok."
He threw it. He threw the milk. And let this be known. Kyouya never misses his target. At least, not when his target is a 5'9" female with a rebellious streak. Namely, his Sister.
"OW! YOU ASSHOLE!" She howled, clutching her head in pain and she accidentally dropped her bowl of Cocoa pops. "No!"
He cracked a smirk, face still hidden behind the fridge door and slammed it shut as he took out a sealed packed of raw fish and pre-cooked rice. (Must've been from the other day..)
"Noooo! My Cocoa pops~!"
He ignored her whining and swiftly wrapped an apron around his waist, whipping a pan out of a lower cupboard once he finished tying the strings of the apron. "Be quiet. As a Hibari, you should be having a Japanese breakfast. Not a Western one."
"Yet, you still buy it for me. Who's the true Hibari now, huh, punk?" She sassed, pouting as she cleared up her mess and sulked her way towards the table.
He took the fish out of the packet and put it onto the hot pan. He looked at her from the corner of his eyes as he simultaneously flipped the fish. "Still me."
She grumbled something under her breath and his eyebrow twitched when he couldn't make out what she was saying.
"Did you say something, Herbivore?" He threatened, scrapping the now cooked fish out of the pan and onto a plate.
He swiftly grabbed the plate from the side lay it on the table. Right in front of her. "Do not touch it." And turned back around the grab the steaming rice from the microwave.
She drooled at the food and watched as he set up the table for himself. Not once grabbing another plate.
She nearly cried at the realisation. "Awh! Come on, Kyouya! I'm starving over her- SHIT!" Her gaze had suddenly flickered towards the clock innocently hanging above the doorway.
"Just realised the time, Herbivore?" He smirked, eyes following her line of eyesight. "You better hurry. I can't be seen favouriting students now, can I?"
Our lovely little (figuratively) Protagonis- this almost sounds like a tv show, doesn't it? What we with the 'Protagonist' talk an' all. Anyways, she was seen sprinting down the very streets of Namimori at precisely 8:29AM.
Who would have thought at that specific time, a young boy by the name of Sawada Tsunayoshi, would also be sprinting?
"Onee-san!"
"Ha ha, Dame-Tsuna!" She cackled, slamming her hand onto his back in greeting. "Who would've thought I'd see you so early this fine morning~!"
He started huffing as he tried to keep up with her powerful sprints. "H-Ha, p-please don't c-call me t-that!" He gasped, trying not to choke on his breath.
"Dame-Tsuna, you're going to be late," A squeaky voice spoke up from its perch on his head.
"HIE! Reborn!" He spluttered, almost faltering in his steps.
"This baby yours, Tsuna? Look at you, all grown up! Who's the Mother, Kyoko-chan?" She teased, fully knowing what to say to make him a blushing mess.
"W-WHAT?! N-No.." He shouted, steam coming out of the top of his head. "As if Kyoko-chan would.." He mumbled to himself, the other half of his sentence going unheard by his female companion.
"Dame-Tsuna, who is this?"
Now, Reborn knew exactly who this was, he wanted to know whether Tsuna had the guts to tell him.
However, he never had the chance to as they finally arrived at the school gates.
"You might want to hurry up, Tsuna! I think I see Kyo-chan!" She screamed, quickly slapping his shoulder in farewell as she sped off, leaving him to deal with the Head-Prefect.
"What are you doing, Herbivore? Get to class or I'll bite you to death."
"HIEEE! ONEE-SAN, HOW COULD YOU?!"
If one payed close attention, they could almost hear the cackling coming from a window on the second floor. Ok, scratch that, you didn't have to strain yourself, it was clear as day.
"GYAHAHAHAHA!"
Tsuna could've sworn he heard Lambo. But on a second observation, he noticed it came from a figure leaning out of a window.
"IT'S YOUR OWN FAULT FOR BEING LATE, TSUNA! I'M PART OF THE DISCIPLINE COMMITTEE TOO, YA' KNOW!"
Tsuna paled considerably at the information and slowly turned his head to face Hibari who, in turn gave him an icy glare which he couldn't help but feel wasn't meant for him; Hyper intuition or not.
"Get to class. I'll deal with you later." His glare seemed to turn on the very figure who conveniently slipped back inside a classroom. "Carnivore.." He growled under his breath, stalking off and into the building.
"Dame-Tsuna, you don't want to worsen your reputation, do you? No? Then get to class!" With a swift kick to his head, Tsuna scrambled into the building.
"Hie! I get it, Reborn!"
"YOU'RE EXTREMELY LATE, REI-SAN!"
Reiji sweat dropped and scratched her head. "I woke up late..."
A sigh left their Sensei's lips at the excuse. "Again? How can you be late with Hibari-san..?"
She just shrugged her shoulders in reply. "Dunno, it just happens." She took her seat beside a very, enthusiastic, let's say, neighbour.
"That's extremely like you, Rei-san!" He shouted, steam puffing out of his nostrils at his declaration.
Reiji cackled at him and held her fist out. "I know right," She chuckled, grinning as he met her fist with his own. "How many times have I told you to drop the san?! We've known each other for over six years, Ryohei."
He shook his head with a frown. "That would be extremely rude of me!"
"You two, at the back! Quiet!" Their Sensei snapped, slamming a textbook down on his desk to grab their attention. What he didn't succeed in doing, was hushing another pair of students who chose to start chatting.
"Ah, it's Ryorei again."
"It's always them, Shimizu."
"Maa, Wakana, don't say it like I'm stupid."
Reiji spluttered and stood up from her desk, hands smacking down onto it as she did so. "WHY DOES THAT SOUND LIKE A SHIPPING NAME, SHIMIZU, WAKANA?!"
He pinched the bridge of his nose and slumped in his chair in defeat. "I'm too old for this."
"It isn't! You two are always causing a ruckus and are always together! Besides, the 'Two R's' sounded stupid!" The light haired girl with glasses replied, quickly making up for her and her friends' mistake of having a discussion out loud. 'Does she not realise that is what everyone calls them...?'
Before Reiji could retort, a loud voice interrupted her.
"THAT'S AN EXTEMELY GOOD NICKNAME!" He roared, jumping up from his seat as he threw his clenched fists above his head. Turning his gaze to Reiji, he regarded her with confused grey eyes and cupped a hand over his mouth as he leant closer to her. "Hey, psst! Rei-san! What's a shipping? Can it sail?"
Cue multiple face palms.
"Ryohei," She sighed, breathing a laugh as she sat back down in her seat. "It's-"
"Carnivore."
"Gotta dash, Sensei. Give my work to Kyo-chan!" She nervously chuckled, jumping up and out of her seat and chucking herself out of the window she was conveniently placed next to.
"THAT WAS EXTREMELY DARING! JOIN THE BOXING CLUB, REI-SAN!" Ryohei shouted, instantly scrambling over his and her desk to get to the window.
She looked back up at him, just as she stood up from her crouch. Cupping her hands around her mouth, she took a deep breath. "I CAN'T! I'M ALREADY WITH THE DISCIPLINARY COMMITEE!"
Ryohei frowned at her answer and opened his mouth to reply when a hand pushed him out of the way. "THAT WAS EXTREM-"
"Be quiet, Herbivore," Hibari snarled and leant dangerously out of the window, somehow managing to stay upright. "Carnivore, get back up herethis instant." His voice managed to carry itself all the way down to her ears, he didn't even have to shout. But maybe it was because of how quiet everything was. He was Hibari Kyouya, after all.
"What are you gonna do if I don't, bite me to death?" She snorted. "News flash, Kyo-chan. Onii-chans don't bite Imouto's. Well, unless they're into inces-"
"Get your head out of the gutter and get up here. Now."
"No can do! Last time you bit me, you left a mark! You know not to do that, Kyo-chan~! What would people say about us?!" She cooed, resting a hand on her flushed cheeks. "Kyo-chan~!" She sung, walking closer to the wall below the window. "If I come back up, do promise me you'll be gentle~!"
"You disgust me."
"IT'S YOUR OWN FAULT FOR HAVING SUCH A SHADY CATCHPHRASE!"
"I heard you lead a group of delinquents."
She slumped down on the sofa, slinging her arms over the back of it as she crossed her legs. "Well, you heard right," She slurred, head leaning back onto the sofa and tilted it in his direction. "It was fun."
He spared her a withering glare and shuffled a few papers in his grasp, eyes scanning over their contents at lightening speed. "Vandalism, littering and arso-"
She suddenly lifted her head up, eyes widening as if she came across a thought. "Oh, man. I wonder how Kochiko is doing. You didn't hurt him too bad, did ya'?"
He gently lay the papers in his hands down onto his desk and folded his hands on top of them. "Do not interrupt me again," He seethed, eyes glinting as he narrowed them at her blasé attitude.
She tut at him and waved a nonchalant hand at him. "Yeah, whatever. How is Kochiko? You would know, right? You are the one who beat the shit out of him, ya' know."
"They are delinquents, Reiji. I would prefer it if you didn't undo my work and encourage them," He scolded, suddenly appreciating the fact that he was the older sibling.
She rolled her eyes at him and sighed exasperatedly as if the answer were obvious. "Not everyone is as basicand boring as you, Kyo-chan."
He was suddenly standing up and leaning over the desk, Tonfa in his hand. "Do not call me that again or I will bite you to death."
She waggled her eyebrows at him, once again brushing his threat off. "Kinky. Incestuously so. In fact, don't ever say that to me again, it's gross." She scrunched her nose up as she thought about her words and made a gagging sound to voice her protest.
"Reiji."
Noticing his tense form, she sighed and shot him a thumbs up. "Got it. No more playing with the 'bad guys' and messing your shit up, yeah? Cool, I can do that."
He gently sat back down in his chair and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Why are you on the committee if you insist on messing everything up and not following the rules?"
She wickedly grinned at him and stood up from her place on the sofa. "These delinquents need an inside ma-" She paused, eyes widening to the size of saucers as she realised her mistake. "I-I mean-"
"Are you saying," Kyouya growled, hands resting on his desk as he stood up. "That it had been you all this time tipping them off..?"
She nervously laughed and scratched the back of her head as she took a step back and towards the door. "... Maybe..."
She quickly shuffled back, knowing to keep her eyes on his form so he couldn't do anything without her noticing.
When he jumped over the desk, she froze.
"Well, that's new. Who are you, Spiderma- SHIT!"
"I'll bite you to death."
She ducked as he swung his Tonfa at her head and she gaped at the chunk of the door he made. "W-What the hell?! That could've been my head!" She cried, dodging to the left as he aimed at her again. "Ok, OK! You don't like Spiderman, I GET IT!"
"This isn't about Spiderman, you imbecilic Herbivore."
She pursed her lips in disdain and tilted her head to the left as he once again aimed for her head. "Why do I feel offended that I'm not a Carnivore anymore...?"
He grunted as she continued to dodge his attacks and raised his knee in an attempt to catch her stomach.
"Ah, ah, ah~!" She tut, easily stopping his knee in its tracks and pushing it back down, causing him to stumble. "I didn't know you knew anything other than how to use your Tonfas." She furrowed her eyebrows as if she were struck with a sudden thought. "No, hang on. There was that one time you punched me in the face."
He almost cracked a smile.
"Yes. Those were happy days. When you were smaller than me and didn't know how to fight back," He smirked, spikes emerging on his Tonfas as he held them in front of his torso. "Shrink and die, Herbivore," He growled.
She cackled and ducked into a roll somehow ending up behind the sofa. She quickly stood up and brushed off her trousers, glancing at the window and calculating whether she would make the drop.
A grin appeared on her face as she took in his words. "You? Happy days? Since when were you ever happy, ya' miserable shit..?"
"How can you say that about your own brother, Rei-chan..?"
She glanced at the door and her eyes widened as she saw who stood in the doorway. "Tetsuya-senpai, ma' man!" She chirped, forgetting about her little scuffle with Kyouya as she bounced towards 'Tetsuya-senpai'. "How are you? Kyo-chan isn't too rough on ya', is he? What with his biting fetish an' all."
"Reiji..."
"Ah, ha ha. I'm fine, Rei-chan. I'm more worried about you," Kusakabe smiled at her. "What did you do to Kyo-san this time?"
She innocently blinked at him and pouted. "I called him Spiderman..."
"That's it?" He asked, surprised at how such a thing could annoy Kyouya. "Really, Kyo-san? Over something so-"
"You should know by now not to trust this Herbivores words," He tut, relaxing his stance once he realised he couldn't attack her. "She has a silver tongue, after all."
Fixing his steely eyes straight into Kusakabe's he spoke, "Did you need something before you interrupted us?"
"Ah, yes," he coughed. "The recently hospitalised Sogoku Kochiko keeps asking for his 'Boss'."
Hibari regarded him with a heavy glare and tucked his Tonfas away as he turned his back on Kusakabe to return to his desk. "And what, pray tell, does this have to do with me?" He linked his hands underneath his chin and rested his elbow on the desk.
"Wait, what?" Reiji spoke up, voice taking on a nervous tone as she gulped, suddenly feeling hot. "What did you say?" She whimpered, slowly creeping back as to get closer to the door.
Unfortunately, a heavy hand on her shoulder prevented her from doing so.
"Stay where you are, Hibari Reiji."
She nearly burst out into tears then and there from the dark undertone in which Kusakabe spoke.
Kyouya's eyes sharpened as he noticed the change in his Sisters behaviour. "Carry on, Kusakabe," He ordered, curiosity nibbling at his insides.
Kusakabe nodded and opened his mouth to continue. "When asked about who his 'Boss' was," he started, grip on Reiji tightening. "All he said was Hibari," he finished.
By now, Reiji was sweating bullets, thinking how she get out of this situation.
"I see," Kyouya spoke up, after what seemed like years. "I have not got a subordinate called Sogoku Kochiko. Would you happen to know anything, Herbivore?" He all but growled out at the only female in the room.
Kusakabe didn't give her a chance to answer him as he made his case known. "That's what I thought, Kyo-san. But then, I realised there was another Hibari, by the name of Reiji."
The woman in question slumped her shoulders in defeat and raised a single forefinger before looking her beloved brother in the eye. "Can I just say, not the face..?"
Ryohei had just finished locking up the gym in which his club uses to box when he heard laboured footsteps behind him.
"Ryohei, I think I can join your club now..."
His eyebrows raised in pleasant surprise and a grin broke out on his face as he recognised the voice. "That is extreme-" he froze, eyes wide in shock as he saw the figure before him. "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE?! THAT LOOKS EXTREMELY PAINFUL!"
A/N: How was it? I do hope it was sufficient enough for a first chapter!
Right! Thanks for reading and I hope to see you when I next update- OH! You should check out my HxH fic if you like HxH! Don't force yourself,though. Bye!