Two boys in Namimori middle school uniforms were on their hands and knees, coughing up blood, pain on their face as though the cuts and bruises weren't enough to show they weren't winning the fight they were in.

Before them, standing tall and proudly on his own two feet stood the Namimori 'carnivore', the only blood that stained his clothes was his opponents'.

"What weak herbivores…." The raven haired teen muttered to himself. Why did they all seem to insist on crowding around this school and him? Lowering his hands that held his signature tonfas, a smaller prey came into view out of the corner of his eye, her orange hair catching the light.

"Wha…" Candy colored hues now glanced down at his prey, as she rushed to their side, helping one sit up. A worry look is seen on her face, almost how a mother would look at her wounded child.

Her gaze now turned on him. The Skylark expected anger from her, or something of the sort, but instead the same worry she had cast on the two weak herbivores was the look she gave to him as well. His silver eyes sparked with interest although his expression remained the same.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Sasagawa Kyoko?" He questioned her. "Those weak herbivores you insist on helping are the ones who need your attention."

A shocked expression now crossed her face, but soon melted into one of uncertainty. It seemed as though she had attempted to smile and nod at him, but it came out more like a grimace.

Turning his back to the girl, he quickly left.

"Hibari-san." One of the members of the Disciplinary commitee said after coming through the door. The Cloud Guardian glanced at him, indicating him to speak or get out.

"There's someone here who wishes to speak to you. She says her name is Sasagawa Kyoko….and that she's a friend's of yours." He seemed almost hesitant to add the last part, like it was a secret he had been waiting to tell someone, anyone, but wasn't sure just who.

"Send her in." Hibari ordered, a bit annoyed that the herbivore had associated herself with him in such a friendly manner. The other male nodded, disappearing through the door as a more petite, female figured replaced his.

"Hibari-san!" Kyoko said, an effortless smile on her face, the same one she shared with every other herbivore at this school. "I..I came to check up on you. Are you okay?"

Kyoya glared at her, his expression shifting when she asked about his well-being. It was the first time anyone had really showed any fear of him being hurt. Why did this herbivore care anyway?

"I'm fine." He replied after a few moments, still not sure whether or not to even bother with this conversation.

"But, you were bleeding your shirt had blood on it and I-"

"What you saw was some careless herbivore's blood that had stained my shirt." He raised his tonfas, assuming his usual stance. "I'm not afraid to soil it some more if you don't drop this, herbivore."

He expected her to get scared, to stop talking and to run away, but instead, she looked at him with a blank expression before a smile crossed her face. It was bright, and seemed to carry an innocent aura. His eyes widen slightly. No one had smiled at him like that, not with such purity or light-heartiness.

"I'm glad you're okay." Was all the ginger said, before turning and leaving him behind. Hibari Kyoya did nothing but stare at her until her figure was no longer in view, leaving him only with thoughts and memories of her.

"Hibari-san." The same disciplinary member said, coming in once more. "Is there anything we should do?"

"….." The raven haired male shook his head. "No. It's fine." He replied, and then turned his gaze away from the other male, his silver hues now gazing out the window.

The bell for signalling the end of school rang, all of the herbivores scurrying to get back to their dens. He scanned the crowd of the weak before spotting another flash of orange, the color reflecting the light cast by the sun beautifully. Besides her was a taller female who had dark brown hair. Running up behind them was the 'extreme' boxing captain, a baseball star, a delinquent, and a good for nothing student. A few people would call out her name, and she would greet them with a smile, waving out to them. A social butterfly, really. That innocent aura that people seemed to be attracted to so much helped her gain friends quickly in this school.

Still, that smile that she graced the others with seemed to differ from the one she had given to him.

"Sasagawa Kyoko." Hibari said, speaking the name to himself.

Just what are you?

A/N: I really like this pairing due to some external influences! It's sad to see so little of them.

Anyway reviews are welcome as well as tips!

This is gonna be a longer fanfic, I'm not sure how many chapters and whether or not it will get to M-Rated, but for now I'm keeping it rated T. I will change the rating if needed.