A/N: Hallo, Pyon here~ I'm going to start a [ hopefully not too long ] series of Katekyo Hitman Reborn! reader-inserts. Now let us start with our favourite demon carnivore.

DISCLAIMER: Heck I wish I owned KHR and you but sadly, I don't. Oh and this chapter is un-beta'd until further notice or when I can find one ._.

Dear Omnivore

A slight breeze blew past, tangling its fingers into [y/n]'s [h/l], [h/c] hair as she wore a small smile on her face. School was finally back in session and that meant only one thing – she was now able to see her friends after a well deserved break. [y/n] had only moved to Namimori merely half a year ago, but she had instantly bonded with a strange brunette and his varied group of friends.

Hands behind her head in a casual manner, [y/n] made her way to the auditorium. First thing in the morning and a welcome ceremony was already underway when she stepped foot into said building. Sure, technically speaking she was still attending the event and in her mind, she wasn't late in the slightest.

Apparently, the world's scariest head prefect didn't think the same. [Y/n] could feel a death glare that sent shivers up her spine as she ducked down slightly and quickly scrambled to find an empty seat.

"[Y/n]-chan!" Said girl turned her head at the whispered sound of her name to see little Tsunayoshi Sawada. As usual, he had a somewhat concerned look on his face as he peered at her with large, curious eyes. Sure, she were late to school nearly every day but never during a welcoming ceremony.

"Tsu-kun!" [Y/n] replied in a bright tone, a smile matching her voice despite having to keep her voice hushed when annoyed looks were shot in her direction. Slouching down in her seat slightly, she continued grinning at the young teen beside her.

"L-lower your voice, [y/n]-chan! Otherwise Hibari-san might come over here." He whispered, the stammer in his voice present as usual. The [h/c] haired girl had more or less avoided the head prefect since starting school. How? After hearing rumors about the demon prefect from Tsuna and company, she'd learnt to start sprinting in the opposite direction once she saw that head of raven hair.

Smirking at the [younger/older] boy, [y/n] poked him in a playful manner. "As if I'd let myself get caught by that bully!" Obviously having forgotten about where she was, she suddenly became aware of a figure looming over her from behind.

Sensing that she was in danger, she instantly spun around – whiplash anyone? – to come face to face with Namimori Chu's own demon. "[l/n] [f/n]." Voice as cold as ice and with an evil glint in his eyes, Kyoya had is arms folded across one another, an expectant look on his face. "Get any louder and I'll bite you to death."

Since when were prefect supposed to be so scary? Trying to not jump in her seat from his coldness, she instantly smirked at the standing boy. "Kyo-kun is too mean to me! Aren't we supposed to be friends?" Of course, that was a lie. But [y/n]'s words had certainly caught said boy off guard completely.

"Detention. Two hours. One at lunch, the other after school." Was his cool reply, a menacing growl lining his voice. Man, if sound waves had blades on the edge of them, [y/n] would be on the ground dying in a pool of her own blood. First day back and she was already in trouble with probably the scariest she'd ever had the pleasure of meeting.

Groaning on the inside, the girl scrunched her nose at the prefect. "Fine." She muttered, huffing and turning around to face the brunette beside her once again, dismissing the prefect. Said male's eyebrow twitched at the sudden sight of nothing but [y/n]'s [h/c] hair in his way. He was a carnivore, the teen who was at the top of the Namimori food chain and she was a herbivore, so why did she turn her back turned toward him?

Rolling his steel grey eyes, Kyoya turned around and left. The crowd known as 'students' were starting to give him a headache and he wanted out, leaving his subordinates to do his job for him instead.

Detention usually meant spending a day in hell with the king demon himself. Not really something that young [y/n] particularly enjoyed in the least. Even if she had brought the situation on upon herself with her not-so-elegant personality and way of speech, she still didn't like the trek up to the reception room.

Slamming open the door, the girl was satisfied with the loud sound that echoed through both the reception room and the hall behind her. Of course, this also meant that she'd consequently woken up a certain ravenette from his beauty sleep. Kyoya, with a dark and menacing aura, approached the girl.

First thing [y/n] noticed was that the prefect had left his jacket where he was laying which more or less meant that he didn't have his tonfas with him, making the girl let out a sigh of relief. No tonfas meant no beating up. For the time being at least. "Kyo-kun! I'm here for my detention!"

A scowl appeared on the [older/younger] boy's face at the brightness in the girl's voice. Detention was supposed to be a form of punishment for destroying the special lines of discipline in his precious school. Sure he contradicted himself by using violence as his form of punishment the majority of the time but this is Kyoya Hibari we're talking about.

"You're late," He muttered, using the same monotone voice he used with all sorts of people. That didn't make it any less petrifying though. Even if he did look a little dishevelled with his couch-hair. "And you woke me up."

"It's not my fault you were sleeping." [y/n] responded, folding her arms at the male. She wasn't usually this defensive. But the guy in front of her was a threat of sorts so there was no stopping her automatic reaction. It's not like she needed to care about how the prefect treated her anyway. "What's my punishment supposed to be anyway, Kyo-kun?" Irritating him further by using such an intimate honorific was probably a bad idea.

"Come here."

A dictator. That's what he was. Besides, he was already halfway across the room so why on Earth couldn't he just take a few more steps? It'd sure save her the trouble.

"Fine." Puffing her cheeks, [y/n] reluctantly walked over to where the ravenette stood between her and the couch he'd been resting on. Stopping so that she was merely a few steps in front of the prefect, she folded her arms once again. "What now?"

Smirking at the girl, he pointed toward the large and every growing pile of paperwork on his desk. "[l/n], you've been getting on my nerves since day one so from now on, you're going to be my personal assistant."

A/N: Wow this took me way longer than I expected. Procrastinating is my best friend. And sorry if Kyoya or Tsunayoshi seemed ooc OTL

If you see any mistakes in the chapter please let me know and I'll get to it as soon as my lazy brain lets me!

Reviews or any sorts of comments are deeply appreciated. See you next chapter~