Author Notes: Dialogue taken from KHR's chapters: 206, 209-10, 363
It's my first fic so enjoy and comment please ^ ^
For one thing, the prefect was pretty sure he was napping on the roof of Nami High. Yet, he was disrupted from his sleep and facing a… herbivore. Confused as he was, he quickly scanned the face of his opponent and said: "Hey you. In Nami High… those eyebrows are against the school rules."
He took in his surrounding and looked around, his eyes catching a glimpse of a crumpled figure. It wasn't just some crumpled figure… Hibari's frown deepened, it was the herbivore baseball player. He felt an instant surge of anger and annoyance, not really understanding the cause. But still… this boy was a student of Nami High and thus "Well, Never mind. But why is one of our missing students lying here unconscious?" The skylarks's anger flared even more when the eyebrow man answered that he was the one that defeated the swordsman. Focusing on the opponent, he smirked "Oh it was you… well, then that makes things easy. Your actions are an attack on Nami High. I will administer your punishment."
Beaten. Even worse, the eyebrow man was an illusionist. How dare Kukasabe speak to him like that? As if he needed help from half-dead people. But even so… remembering what that blonde herbivore said and with a last glance at the crumpled body, Hibari's annoyance reached its peak, and the ring flared with bright purple flames. Taking the box, weighing it in his had, he inserted the ring and watched to see what happened…
"They got you, Hibari Kyouya. Look up at the sky…" Hibari stared at red baby in shock, irritated that the swordsman could pull such a trick on him. Just a few months ago… he was that crumpled body on the ground, yet now… the prefect grit his teeth, there was another herbivore to add the to the list of people to bite to death now… a new one worth reckoning with.
With a swift click of his heels, the prefect turned and walked towards the reception room. How dare he… and with that silver haired bug as well. Fuming as he stormed in and flopped down in his chair, turning towards the window and glancing at the field below.