Right from the start, you stole my heart

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"Even if you are a new student, you shouldn't be picking fights, herbivore."

You stared in wonder and shock at the teenager who held a blood-drenched metal tonfa to your throat. Yes, you were a newly-transferred student at Namimori Middle, but in the two weeks you had attended class there, you had at least learned the name of your current saviour.

Hibari Kyoya, the demon of Namimori.

The carnivore surveyed the scene as you stuttered out an apology. A dozen or so boys were lying unconscious at their feet, some suffering from tonfa bludgeons but others seemed to have been taken out by your own quick fists.

You must have been overwhelmed in the end, however, or your uniform wouldn't be in its tattered condition. The rags of your shirt barely covered your cleavage and your skirt had a large rip in it. Blood trickled down from the corner of your mouth and Hibari subconsciously traced its path down your cheek and onto your neck.

For a herbivore, you were rather pretty (he did have hormones, after all).

You were aware of Hibari's stare, made more awkward by the fact that he still held you captive. Would he punish you for a fight the others had started?

A heap of black hitting you in the face was your answer. It was Hibari's jacket, minus the red committee armband.

"Wear that and follow me, or I'll bite you to death."

You hurriedly complied, accidentally messing some blood on the dark cloth and earning a tonfa to the head. Hibari didn't glance at you again and confidently walked away.

You have followed him ever since.

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And I your willing victim

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Things you never say to me

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That was two years ago, when you first came to Namimori. Things were slightly different now. For one thing, you were Hibari's girlfriend. For another, you were about to graduate… but Hibari wasn't.

You had learnt three things very early on in your relationship with the aforementioned delinquent. One: Hibari was very possessive. Two: Hibari liked sex – a lot. Three: You would never be the most important thing in Hibari's life.

So here you were, sitting in the Reception Room and staring despondently at the annoying yellow bird trilling your boyfriend's name like it was a mantra while he slept on obliviously. Why did Hibari have to love his school so much that he didn't want to leave it? Wasn't your relationship important to him too? Had you been the only fool of the two to have fallen in love?

You had been thinking thoughts like this for a while, but had never said anything. It wasn't his fault that you were ambitious and wanted to move forward with your life. Yet one can only hold in one's thoughts for so long...

As if sensing the downward spiral of your thoughts, Hibari's eyes snapped open.

"Herbivore… I want sex. Now."

You gulped as your caught sight of the burning lust in his eyes that you could never completely fulfill.

"C-Can we talk first?" you stuttered.

His eyebrow raised elegantly.

"Kyoya, I… I'm moving to France."

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Tell me you've had enough of our love

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Just give me a reason

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"No."

Your eyes furrowed. "What do you mean, 'no'?"

"Exactly that herbivore. You aren't going."

Fury surged through your body. "Excuse me, but since when can you decide on my life for me?"

Hibari glared at your outburst but didn't reply – as if the question was too silly to be worth his time. It only added fuel to the pyre burning inside you.

"Listen here, Kyoya, we may be going out but you do not decide my life for me! I want to go overseas and I've found a way. Why should I stay here?"

"No, herbivore. Now stop this nonsense before I bit—"

"I refuse to stay here and decompose into nothingness like you, Kyoya! Everyone we know has already moved on with their lives. Even 'No-Good Tsuna' has moved on to high school faster than you! Grow up, man! You can't cling to this stupid building for the rest of your fucking life!"

You knew you were pissing him off and that he had already begun pulling out his tonfas but for once you didn't care. This needed to be said. You might be acting a bit over-emotional at the moment, but these were sentiments that you wanted to share – just as you wanted him to make you stay.

But not by force. Not by demanding. You wanted to know that you held some significance to him, that there was something worth staying here in this insignificant little town in the backyard of Japan. Was a tiny bit of reassurance so much to ask for?

"You're staying here and that's final."

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Just a little bit is enough

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Why can't you see

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"Fuck you."

Hibari watched, tonfas still tightly gripped, as you stormed out of his office. How dare his herbivore speak to him like that? She had never argued with him in such a way before – she wouldn't risk it. What the hell was her problem?

He had liked her from the start. The day he had met her, he knew he had found a fighter (and an interesting one at that). It hadn't been long before he discovered her sharp tongue, her wit, her laughter and even some of her tears. A little while after that he learnt of the taste of her lips, the warm curves of her body and the soft cries she would use to break the silence of the night.

He had given her his virginity, just as he had taken hers. They basically shared her apartment and he had always made sure she was safe. His most prized possession… since when had she harboured thoughts like that? He had always thought they knew everything about each other.

He was obviously wrong.

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that you're a part of me?

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And I, too,

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"Did you come to say goodbye?"

Hibari glared at you from astride his bike as you placed the last box in your car. The two of you hadn't spoken since that day and now, three weeks later, he came home from school to find you packed and ready to leave.

Were you that desperate to leave him behind?

"I wasn't aware you were going anywhere," he replied nonchalantly.

"Nice joke," you shot back as you detached your house keys from your car's, "but we both know full well where I'm going."

"What makes you think I'll just let you leave?"

"What makes you think I'll let you make me stay?" You tossed a thin knife over your shoulder without sparing him a glance.

He didn't dodge. It sliced through his shirt and lacerated his chest deeply. Neither of you could be bothered to care.

"I've paid the rent for the rest of the semester out already. After that, it's up to you whether or not to stay," you spoke softly, not wanting to lose your temper again. The keys, engraved with 'Hibari and (Y/N)', fell to the floor. You stepped into your car.

"Any last words?"

Silence greeted you.

"I thought so."

You drove off, the abyss in your heart drowning out all else save the roar of the engine you controlled.

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am a part of you.

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