Hello Everyone! It's the usually dormant writer again, Rii-chan/Black-chan!
I have awaken from my "supposed-to-be" ETERNAL slumber until one inerasable dream came again and woke me up. Well, this one is KHR. It's miraculously KHR now, so to start everything, I would like to tell you who's the protagonist here, and it'll be Hibari Kyoya!
Hibari: What is this, Herbivore?
Rii: A fanfiction.
Hibari: About?
Rii: You?
Hibari: I'll make sure, you'll be bitten to death after this.
Rii: HIIII! Anyways, KHR belongs to Amano Akira, not me! If I owned it 4 years ago, then Hibari won't be as scary as he is now...JA! ENJOY!...while I'm being chased by !
"The Carnivore's Real Self"
October 14, 2XXX
"Only Herbivores crowd themselves...", a certain raven-head with a bird nesting on his head said and walked away.
"Wait," a spiky-haired brunette ran after him, "can you at least eat some of my mom's food? She prepared more than enough. I beg you, please stay for a while and please blend with others!" The raven-head saw his followers inside, with puppy eyes, pleading him to be with them once in a while. The "human terror" had no choice except accepting the offer...for now.
"I'll blend in...only for now. The next time you'll push me in such events, then I'll bite you to death.", the black-haired man warned and entered the residence with a scowl. The brunette followed him and hurriedly prepared food for him. Sadly, due to his tenseness he served him the following: a steak, fish fillet, sushi, pork chop, and fried fish. He handed the plate with small samples of each and the thing that surprised the brunette was his reaction: barfing.
"Hibari-san? Are you alright? Hibar-"
"I'd rather stay at home," he barfed again, " than to eat those!"
Seeing the reaction, Yamamoto murmured out from his ideas, "Is he...pregnant?" Then, everyone shrieked.
After spitting out his saliva to remove the foul flavor off from his mouth, Hibari glared at the baseball-addict. He started, "What the hell gave you that idea, huh?", then he showed his tonfas. "Tell me, or I'll bite you to death", he continued. The baseball-addict just grinned childishly and replied in a very nonchalant manner, "Well, you barfed...isn't that what pregnant people do?"
You've dug your own grave, Yamamoto Takeshi.
"Hibari-san! Hibari-san! It was just a joke...Please drop your tonfas..." the brunette Boss exclaimed, making a barrier between the baseball-guy and the angered disciplinarian, "PLEASE! I BEG YOU! We're here to celebrate my birthday...not to fight!"
The disciplinarian dropped his tonfas and forgave the celebrant's wish. He freely entered the house and grabbed a bowl and a pair of chopsticks. He went to the table and picked the foods suited for his stomach then he sat down near the door.
"To make clear, I don't eat meat."
Then everyone just stared at the disciplinarian who usually calls them "herbivores" who in turn, is a herbivore.
~fin~
Rii: -covered in wounds- That was pretty...short...like me...and I...have a-nother...work...and...I'm just about to finish one 2796 oneshot...and this...idea came out so I typed it first...and yeah, I was able to have this story...I'M VERY SORRY IF THERE ARE GRAMMAR AND WORD USAGE PROBLEMS BECAUSE I HARDLY LEARN ENGLISH IN CLASS! ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE. AND I'M GETTING PROFICIENT IN JAPANESE, SO IT'S INEVITABLE! _ -sees Hibari- Oh, yeah...farewell and see you soon!
Hibari: Shouri Kurimaaaaaa!
