eheheh...I was originally going to make the main character Tsuna but that's not very original. There's already a lot of REALLY GOOD fanfiction about vampire stories with Tsuna as the main character...
(my story was originally going to be 6927...but oh well...) I got pretty lazy especially after I finished my previous story, Arrivedercci...If I get any more ideas or if I'm motivated enough, I might make a sequel to that...but with four other ongoing stories plus a possible new OC story, I'm not sure if I could.
So I decided to use my second favorite coupling:(Drumroll...)DunDunDun!! Gokudera and Haru!!
This story will also contain: TsunaxHaru, YamamotoxHaru, HibarixHaru(OoO I don't know how this is going to happen) and MukuroxHaru(...okay maybe not this...)
Disclaimer: The day I own Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn is the day Gokudera Hayato dresses up in an octopus costume made by Miura Haru.
The dark sky heavily forecasted grave danger as the equally dark gray clouds loomed over the deserted streets. It was silent...too silent; there was only wind blowing against the trees.
Miura Haru shivered. Namimori wasn't like this before... Where was the usual laughter of children having fun together...the angry barking of dogs fighting...where was everybody?
As if reading her mind, a lone wolf howled in hunger and loneliness.
She glanced at the seemingly empty houses. Maybe she should've thought to call Kyoko-chan before visiting her rather than surprise her close friend.
Namimori's...changed over the years...
She silently prayed that her memories of where Sasagawa Kyoko lived were accurate. It was rather scary being alone...and that smell...the metallic scent of blood...at least that's what she thought it smelled like... seemed to be lingering everywhere.
The door to one house was open wide. Inside, the rooms were pitch black. However, the part that disturbed her most was the blood lying in a puddle just inside the house. Something inside moved slightly and a barely audible moan was to be heard.
Haru stepped back in fear. Her five senses were telling her to run...run back to Tokyo...that it wasn't safe in Namimori...that something...really bad had happened while she was away.
She clenched her fists angrily. It wasn't right to be scared of the place where Kyoko-chan lived. Nothing bad had happened yet. Besides... Haru peeked at the house once more ...Someone could've been hurt...
"Ano, is everything alright in there?" Abandoning all her fears, the girl stepped hesitantly inside, carefully avoiding stepping on the blood. There was no reply and she opened her mouth to repeat her words. "Is everything-HAHI!!"
She tripped on something...landing on her knees. "Itai..." She moaned in pain. That something had managed to cut here ankles.
Reaching out, her hands touched wood. It had a sharpened point. "A...stake?"
A pair of hands extended and grabbed the girl roughly by the neck, apparently trying to choke her. "You're one of THEM aren't you?"
Haru knew that voice..."...Hana-chan?!" She rasped out.
Kurokawa Hana, even during her childhood years, acted as a mature woman. She was not fazed by the childish plays of hide-and-seek or tag. In many ways, the brunette was quite the opposite of the cheerful Kyoko. It wasn't that Haru disliked Hana...Hana was just...different.
And yet 7 years later, there was a crazy, almost fanatical, look in her eyes as Hana proceeded to cut off Haru's remaining air.
A burst of recognition showed on Hana's face as she vaguely remembered the girl she'd played with Kyoko back in her childhood years...no... Kurokawa Hana would survive. She would not be fooled by the...monster's petty attempts to win her favor. She would not die in the same pathetic manner her parents died.
She used her nails, drawing even more of the victim's blood. After all, the monster DID take the bait of the puddle of fresh animal blood in her house.
Hana did not notice the silent figure creeping inside.
Haru was losing her consciousness. The lack of air was making her dizzy. Blood trickled down her neck, forming a small puddle. Her grip on her childhood friend's hands weakened as she gasped for air. Escape seemed hopeless.
"Ha...-na...it's...me...Mi-ura...Ha-"
"Shut up! You're a liar. There's no way she would've come to this hellhole called Namimori. You're just a lying vampire! Vampires like you should go back to hell!" She raised a stake, the same one that had cut Haru's foot a moment ago.
Vampires? Had Haru heard correctly? Perhaps it was the effect from the lack of oxygen. Yes, perhaps that was it. There's no way she could be dying like this...over a stupid reason like that. After all, there were no such things as vam-
And Hana was roughly flung off.
Hana felt herself slammed into a wall. The first thing she thought to do was punch the asshole that prevented her from killing the female vampire but the attacker caught the flying fist. The strength he had was beyond imaginable.
Slowly, she began to feel numb in the arm and to her horror, she realized that the attacker had bit her on the arm and was withdrawing blood...her blood.
Her attacker was a vampire...
Hana let out a scream of terror and pain. Kicking and hitting was futile. In a matter of minutes, she would be dead, devoid of any blood.
The vampire growled in annoyance. His prey was alerting others. One or two humans, he may be able to handle but if there were more...With lightning speed, he punctured a hole in her stomach.
He grimaced in disgust. Killing like this was messy. It would take hours to remove the stains from his clothes.
Hana gasped out in sheer pain as she felt her blood soak her ripped clothes. Innards threatened to seep out. She calmed down. Escape was impossible...even she knew that. But still...Glancing sideways, she noticed the girl silently coughing, struggling to breathe properly.
So she really isn't one of them... And Kurokawa Hana closed her eyes once more, knowing that she would never open them again.
Haru clutched at her throat, regaining her breath. One minute, Hana was trying to choke her to death, screaming about vampires and such, and the next, she was gone...What was going on?
Someone screamed...it was Hana's voice.
"hana..." It was no use. Haru was still weak...
And then it was silent...
A little louder..."Hana?"
Something behind her fell to the ground. There was a sinking feeling in Haru's stomach as she turned around, already knowing what she would see. "Oh my god, please no, Hana!"
The victim's blood soaked Haru's newly bought clothes as she hugged the body in desperation.
"Oi, what's your business here?"
Haru's fear-filled brown eyes met a pair of angry green orbs.
To Be Continued...
(DBSG:...hm...RebornxHaru...okay that's probably NEVER going to happen...I think something's wrong with me...I'll hopefully right more after I become sober...)
