Author's Note: Hi, I have failed to keep up with my last two stories since I am particularly lazy and have a hard time updating...but since I am merely starting this story because I have no school tomorrow thanks to snow, I thought I'd give a try again. Mostly because it is hard to not keep the imagination running when you love Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn! This story is much different from what I've been trying to write in my last two stories so hopefully I'll be more faithful to this one.
Disclaimer: I don't own it. I hate disclaimers.
Six years ago...
A mute girl sat in the corner of a classroom, doing her best not to attract any attention.
The teacher had long since given up on trying to get her to participate in group activities and had allowed her to do what she pleased. Her classmates considered her an outcast, and even the popular girl, (that everybody asks to play with) stopped trying to get her jealous of her vast amount of expensive toys and "friends." She was always alone, but she learned to enjoy it. She kept to herself and doodled inside her drawing pad. Sometimes she'd write her thoughts and would chuckle mentally to herself about how clever she was. Days in class like these were precious as they weren't as peaceful everyday. Despite her trying not to attract any attention, there was always someone who couldn't stand her indifference to their classroom.
"Hey! Doesn't she look like a ghost? All hunched in a corner writing in her notebook?" a boy snickered to his friend."
"Ew, you mean Hisoka Haruka? Yeah she looks like a spirit writing down curses!"
Jokes like these were common, and each day it seemed as if someone thought of an awful thing to do to her. Her natural glare didn't help things either. It seemed to provoke people everywhere she went.
"Hey guys! Why are you so mean to Hisoka-chan? You should be nicer!" Mayumi Kodoka fumed.
Surprised, Haruka became happy.
Mayumi is standing up for me? She's so nice! I hope we can be friends!
The rest of the classroom felt sheepish and fell quiet.
Haruka exhaled slowly.
Even though she was nice, someone will still bully me today...
Unfortunately she was right. Pulling out her walking shoes from her cubby she found a small tack and a few worms in each shoe. At age eight, life was already unbearable. Her Hawaiian mother left with a foreigner to Canada, and her father that she rarely sees, left her to live in an apartment by herself so he can live close to work; whatever job he works for, she doesn't really know.
After going back inside from cleaning her shoes, she saw her backpack unzipped. Shocked, she desperately searched for her drawing pad.
"Ooh pretty pictures. You wouldn't mind me ripping one of them?" Mayumi evilly smiled holding up her drawing pad as if to rip it.
Mayumi... Why are you doing this?
She silently plead while tears streamed down her face. She quickly reached for her book only for the taller girl to lift it out of her reach.
"I wanna hear you ask for it! Say it! If you don't say anything, you obviously don't want it."
But I can't! You know I can't speak! She screamed in her head.
She lowered herself to her hands and knees to beg for her book. She only sneered.
"Well, since you didn't say anything, I guess I'll rip it!"
Mayumi started ripping the cover and throwing the pages in her face. Haruka watched in horror and even started to feel sick. Her most precious drawings and thoughts were being shredded in front of her eyes. Mayumi then threw the book on the ground and started grinding it with her shoe between the floor. She giggled and left leaving Haruka as torn as her book. She shakily collected every ripped piece of paper and placed them in her pocket. Slowly, she got the rest of her things and walked home. Hisoka Haruka was absent for weeks.
Six Years Later...
She had just finished unpacking. Haruka wiped her brow and stared at her new apartment. She may not know what her father does for a living, but it seems that he gets paid enough to give her a more than decent apartment. Actually, she chose this apartment herself. Her father leaves an envelope underneath her mat every month letting her choose what to do with it. She never spends other than the basic necessities so she gradually acquired a small fortune. So, with her small fortune, she decided to move into the Namimori District. She had heard it was a peaceful district; except for the weird things that have been happening recently, but she didn't eavesdrop long enough to get the full story. But just hearing the word "Peace," she instantly decided that she'd apply to Namimori Middle School. Her last school was as difficult like the others, because they would either pick on her or isolate her. She was even kicked and beaten but was unwilling to cry. She decided to keep her facial expressions to a minimum. Although, she still preferred isolation because she didn't particularly want to interact with people anyway. Haruka glanced at herself.
My hair is getting really long. But I can't cut it...I don't want to look directly into anyone's eyes. They'll think I'm glaring at them. I don't need that attention. So annoying.
Her bangs had become so long that her hair swept the bridge of her nose masking her. Slowly, she
swept her hair back revealing her forehead. Her honey brown eyes watered slightly as she had forgotten what her face looked like since it was constantly hidden behind her hair. Haruka quickly blinked to stop any further emotions. In her mirror, reflected her new uniform.
Tomorrow's a big day.
Morning...
Sawada Tsunayoshi was late. Again. You'd think he'd get out of bed on time living with Reborn and all.
"Hieeeeee~!"
A spikey haired boy was seen rushing out of his house with burnt toast in his mouth.
"Dame-Tsuna, I'll kill you if you fail that test."
An array of bullets were shot towards him.
Shiiiit! I can't fail!
Tsuna rounded the corner spotting his lovely Kiyoko.
Ah Kiyoko-chan~She's as cute as yesterday!
He was about to "bump" into her when he spotted something that frightened him.
Hiee! What's that?! Ju..JU-ON?! Author's Note: Japanese version of the Grudge.
Tsuna froze in his tracks unsure what to do.
Avoid or stay? Stay or avoid? Hide? Crap it's looking my way!
Kiyoko turned around and saw Tsuna trembling in fear towards another girl in her same uniform. She seemed to have an interesting aura emitting from her.
Hmm..she doesn't look familiar. Could she be the new transfer student sensei was talking about?
Kiyoko walked over and bowed to introduce herself.
"Ohaiyou gozaimasu! I'm Sasagawa Kiyoko! What is your name?"
The girl turned her head only to reveal a curtain of hair blocking her eyes. On her chest hung a whiteboard necklace. There was a short awkward silence until the girl pulled an erasable marker out of her pocket and wrote her name.
Hisoka Haruka. Author's Note: Hisoka means reserved and Haruka means distance. Fitting name.
"Well it's nice to meet you Hisoka-chan!" Kiyoko replied. Tsuna, you should introduce yourself too!"
"EH?!" Tsuna exclaimed.
He meekly stared at Haruka recognizing her as a human being for the first time.
"He-hello I am Sawada Tsunayoshi. Nice to meet you.."
Hieeee! She's so scary looking!
She was about to lift her marker when she was interrupted.
"Tsunaaa! Ohaiyo!"
"Jyuudaime!"
Tsuna turned around to see Yamamoto waving his hands with Gokudera.
Haruka didn't like this many people near her. She could only handle talking to a couple people before
she started to sweat. She quickly resumed walking.
Yamamoto and Gokudera noticed her leaving.
"Tsuna, who was that girl?"
"She's the new transfer student!" Kiyoko smiled.
"Hmph, looks like that bitch thinks too highly of herself to associate with us" Gokudera remarked.
"I think Hisoka-san was just a little shy" said Kiyoko.
While everybody was talking, Tsuna glanced at his watch.
"Hieee! There's only five minutes until school starts!"
"EHHH?!" (Everyone)
Tsuna and the gang quickly hurried to the gates of Namimori Middle School. Hibari stood there looking fierce as ever.
They ran past the gate with a minute to spare heading towards their class.
Hibari "hmphed," slightly disappointed that he couldn't discipline them.
Oh? What's this?
Hibari spotted a girl with longbangs that covered her face latefor school heading towards the entrance gates.
This herbivore...ignores school policy on hair length and dares to be late?
-Haruka P.O.V.
Crap I'm late for my first day of school. Oh, that boy at the gates has an armband pinned on him, he must be important! I can't really read what it says but I bet he could direct me to my class.
Haruka started walking towards him. Hibari was surprised that this herbivore dared to face him head on knowing that they were late.
"Herbivore, you are late and have hair that violates school policy. Do you have a death wish?"
The Head of the Disciplinary committee noticed the mini whiteboard that swayed on her neck. He could make out the erased but visible name that was written.
Hisoka Haruka.
Haruka was taken aback to be blatantly scrutinized and threatened so quickly before she even reached the classroom. She clutched her pen and wasn't sure how to answer his statement and question.
Hibari started to get annoyed that she didn't answer him and wasn't cowering in fear. She noticed his irritation so she started writing on her board.
"I am Hisoka Haruka, a transfer student. I deeply apologize for violating the school policy for I am not familiar with them yet. Please help me find my class. "
After she was done writing, she bowed formally.
Hmph. Disregarding her hair, she has the manners that every female Namimori Middle School student should have.
"Follow me herbivore."
She followed him and thought that he was very kind to be taking time out of his class to escort her to her room.
Wow this guy is amazing..how did he know I was vegetarian?
Hibari opened the classroom's door startling the teacher and all the students inside.
"A-ah Hibari-san! I see that you have brought our new student, ve-very kind," stuttered the teacher.
"She will not be late again."
And with that, Hibari turned to leave and received another formal bow from Haruka.
The class was in awe that she managed to remain unscathed for being late to class and was escorted by Hibari himself.
"Ah, Hisoka-san will you please introduce yourself?"
I wish teacher's read the notes that I especially write for them so that I wouldn't have to go through with this every time.
She's been to several schools that say they are, friendly, accepting, and tolerant, only to find them to not be true. In the past six years, she has enrolled herself in five different schools. So instead of writing on her whiteboard, she decided to write on the chalkboard so the whole class wouldn't have to focus directly on her.
"My name is Hisoka Haruka. I am mute."
The teacher looked flustered and the class stared at the board expecting her to write more.
She set down the chalk and faced the teacher expectantly as if inquiring him where her seat was.
"Ah, Hisoka-san please sit next to...Yamamoto-san please."
"Hai!" said Yamamoto.
He raised his hand to indicate that he was in fact Yamamoto. Haruka quickly scanned the room and realized that the back seemed to consist of idiots..which is where she was unfortunately heading since that was the only open seat. She also noticed the people she bumped into earlier. Sasagawa Kiyoko was smiling towards her while Sawada Tsunayoshi gave an awkward smile. She also received an aloof snort from the boy with grey hair. She sat down and reached in her bag to grab her notebook. When she set her notebook on her desk, she noticed out of the corner of her eye that Yamamoto was grinning at her.
Usually I don't trust smiles like these...but somehow I can really feel that his smile is sincere.
She bowed her head to acknowledge that she noticed him.
"Ahem, class, I will now be passing out the test papers. Hisoka-san you don't have to do this because you haven't been preparing like we have this week."
She quickly scribbled on her whiteboard.
"Sensei I would like to take the test to see how well I will be accustomed to your class."
"Really? Well I'm glad to hear that you are serious with school!"
Rather than serious for school, more like I have nothing else to do.
In the end, the whole class did the test. She finished quickly since she had studied this in her spare time long ago. She watched Yamamoto struggle for a while and then shifted her attention to Kiyoko who seemed to be doing moderately well. She saw that the grey haired boy was finished at around the same time she was and saw that he was trying to send codes to Tsunayoshi. Tsuna, not understanding what the hell Gokudera was doing, eventually ignored him and started relying on himself.
An hour later...
Everybody finished the test and Tsuna was surprisingly not the last person to turn his test in. He was glad that he formed a study party with his friends. It was lunch time and everyone started eating. Haruka brought out her well made lunch that she had made herself. Since there was no one to cook for her, she took cooking lessons so that she wouldn't have to suffer.
"Haruka-chan~ You should eat with us!" Kiyoko invited her to eat with her friends.
I can't handle being around with more than two people though. Even two people make me nervous.
She wrote, "thank you for the offer but I will have to decline."
Haruka left the classroom carrying her lunch and started walking through the halls. She looked for a place where she could eat in peace. While she was walking she heard chirping and stopped. She looked around and spotted a fluffy yellow bird flying towards her.
Kawaii~
It landed in her hair and started singing. It was interesting that the bird could even sing, but what was more interesting was that she recognized the song since she heard it from the school website. This song was another reason why she decided to transfer. The song sounded strong, warm, and honest.
She lips-ynced as the bird sang.
Midori tanabiku namimori no~
Dai naku shou naku nami ga ii~
Itsumo, kawaranu
Sukoyaka kenage
Aah, tomo ni utaou
Namimorii chuu~
Asa tsuyu kagayaku namimori no
Heihei bonbon nami de ii
Itsumo kiowanu
Sukoyaka kenage
Hahaa, tomo ni waraou
Namimori chuu~
Kimi to boku to de namimori no~
Atarimae taru nami de ii~
Itsumo issho ni
Sukoyaka kenage
Aah, tomo ni ayumou
Namimori chuu~
The bird finished singing as did she stopped lips-yncing. She remembered that she needed to find a place to eat and spotted a bench in the hall. She started eating and shared bits and pieces with the bird.
Little did she know, Hibari had witnessed the whole scene from the window of the Disciplinary Room.
-End of Chapter 1
Me: Wow that was a lot longer than I thought it was going to be! My character is supposed to be like this girl from a Japanese drama called, Nobuta wo Produce. In a way, she will be "produced," but I'm gonna keep the "how," a secret!