Don't Cry Girl
Chapter Two: Let Loose Babe
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Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman! Reborn. I also do not own the manga called, Don't Cry Girl. I was inspired by that hilarious, short story manga to write something similar to it. The author's name is Yamamshita Tomoko. It's so funny, I read it when I want to laugh.
Warning: OOC's, maybe some suggestive stuff, but all around crack? And slight AU. Un-beta'd.
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Summary: Due to certain circumstances, Haru's father sends her away to live with one of his friends for the time being. With no where else to go and no family to turn to, Haru is forced to live with...Shamal?
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(A/N: Am I shamelessly promoting someone's manga here? I don't think so (yes I am) but if you want to laugh and can take dirty jokes, that is the manga for you. Read lines: Please read and spread the joy, lol.)
"You son of a bitch." Hayato glared fiercely at his old mentor. Shamal sweat dropped as he sat sat across from them on a chair. The two had taken over his love seat, Haru sitting more on Hayato's lap because she didn't trust the furniture (how right she was). She was wrapped in a protective embrace and had her arms around the neck of his previous pupil. Shamal smiled at them lightly.
He always preferred Haru with someone who had more backbone than Tsuna.
"You two are so cute." He gushed with a blush adorning his face. Haru leaned more into Hayato as the glare on said boy's face sharpened.
"Put on some fucking pants, you moron."
Indeed, Shamal was still buck ass naked.
The doctor folded his legs (Haru eeped! at this) and placed his hands on his knees. "Clothes are so constricting when at home. And you know I don't like them much." Shamal said this in a matter-of-fact tone. Hayato glowered at his old mentor.
"That doesn't mean jack shit to me! Haru's living with you now, you can't just go around naked. She's not like us, she's a woman!" The seventeen year old scolded the older man while bringing Haru closer to him. Said girl pursed her lips and wanted to tell him that Shamal probably shouldn't be naked at all with other people in the house.
Her view on him was low from the beginning but it didn't stop her from thinking even lower of him.
Shamal suddenly snorted and folded his arms. "I'll just make sure that my little man is out of sight." He offered. Both of the teens faces flushed, one of embarrassment and the other of anger. "Haru will be perfectly fine with that, won't you?" Shamal flashed the brunette a huge smile. This didn't do anything other than make her shiver from disgust.
Having had enough of the old man, Hayato lifted Haru and himself off of the love seat and he grabbed her suitcase. "This is so stupid." Rolling his green eyes, Hayato grabbed Haru's hand and looked at her. She stared back at him and blushed at the sudden tenderness and affection he showed her. "I know you don't like the idea of us living together before marriage," he began ("Marriage!?" Shamal squeaked), "but please... Until your dad sorts things out, live with me?"
Haru's heart thudded loudly in her chest and it squeezed almost painfully. Is this a dream? She thought, pinching her arm a little. Hayato tilted his head at this, raising a brow. She grinned at him. Suddenly, the voices in her head which would usually whisper to her that she wasn't about that life disappeared.
"I..."
"Have to refuse." That was Shamal. Haru shook her head and looked at the old man. He was standing and holding a remote in front of him, shielding her from his manhood. Hayato's face scrunched up at this.
"Excuse me?"
"As Haru's temporary guardian, I cannot accept her living under the same roof with an unmarried man..."
"You're the last to talk." Interrupted Hayato.
"Let me finish." Shamal shushed him. The boy spared him an offended look. "With an unmarried man with intentions of marrying her."
Much to Haru's surprise, Hayato blushed fiercely at this. He started sputtering his words. The corner of her eyes crinkled as she smiled. He's so cute when he's shy. Giggling at the thought, she watched her boyfriend with admiration.
"I'm not marrying her!" He shouted with a red face.
That admiration flew out the window.
Haru snatched her hand from the silver haired teen and seethed. "Hahi? What do you mean?" She demanded and got close in his face. Hayato mentally cursed and tried to salvage the damage.
"Look, I mean... Of course I-I'm gonna spend my future with you. Just..." Hayato couldn't say anything more after Haru's face got redder. Smoke was literally coming out of her ears and he could see horns growing on her head. Try as he might no to show it, he gulped.
Haru was scary when angry.
"Just?" She inquired with a sneer. Hayato backed up slowly.
"Juuuust that..." He tried to think. Why isn't anything coming to me? He cursed himself again. "Umm..." Speechless, Hayato shook his head and offered a weak smile. "Can we not talk about this right now in front of this pervert?" He whispered to Haru and he motioned his hands to Shamal. Haru folded her arms across her chest, purposely pushing up her small B-cup sized breasts. The silver haired boy's left eye twitched at that. "Don't do that." His whisper was fierce and low at this.
"Are we having a lover's quarrel?" Asked Shamal from beside Haru. Said girl spun around and gasped at their close proximity. Roughly, she pushed him away from her. Having done so, this made Shamal flung his arms around and the remote he was holding onto hit Haru square in the face.
Oh fuck. Thought Hayato as he winced. He watched how Haru's brown eyes widened and her lips opened in a huge gasp. Her face muscles twitched in areas they shouldn't twitch and the disgust on her face was crystal clear. Shamal, who was to busy falling down, didn't notice this and didn't see how pale Haru's face got. "Haru." He called out to her hesitantly.
In a daze, she looked to Hayato and her face turned green. Oh no. He dreaded to himself.
She was going to puke. With this realization, he thought quickly. He glanced at his mentor on the ground, all free and open. Hayato smiled to himself. He turned Haru around and had her face Shamal. Let loose babe. With glee, Hayato watched closely at how the chunks traveled up her throat and spilled all over Shamal in a pungent smell. To the teen's entertainment, Shamal squealed like a little girl.
Hayato burst out laughing while rubbing Haru's back to soothe her breathing.
Haru rolled her eyes to herself but couldn't help the smile on her face as she saw Shamal's shocked expression.
At least he was covered now.
(A/N: I would... Totally turn someone around to puke on somebody else. Haha! Didn't turn out the way I thought it I laughed a bit writing this.)
