So, I fell asleep waaaay early last night, and in turn I woke up two hours early for work, so I wrote this up in about 45 minutes. Short I know but considering I had originally intended this to be a one shot, meh. Thank Lady Lily Anne, she's the one who decided this would be a rather hilarious Hibari X Fem!Tsuna story that must be continued, please review!


When he had received word that the loud herbivore had been lured into a trap by coward herbivores via kidnapping said loud herbivore's weak herbivore sister Kyoya Hibari had done what any carnivore shepard must do when his herd strayed.

He prepared to bite them all to death.

What was unforeseen was a small female herbivore whose existence he had only been vaguely aware of to wander on the scene first, then...well things became very interesting.

The small herbivore observed the attack on the loud herbivore and in a very none herbivorous action sighed in annoyance, and much to Kyoya's surprise she didn't hesitate to rush forward and bite both attackers to death.

How interesting.

Was she a carnivore in disguise? Perhaps, perhaps not, he was further confused by the fact that rather than finishing off her prey she shucked off her disgustingly cheerful backpack and pulled out a medical kit.

No she couldn't be a carnivore, no carnivore would do something as inane as patching up an herbivore when their prey was still moving, but as she cracked it open he couldn't help letting his brows raise.

She pulled a pistol out of the kit and stared at it fondly, something illegal and thus against the laws of Namimori for sure, but it spoke greatly of her thought processes.

Execute the weak, or patch them up and herd them to become stronger? She stared at the loud herbivore for a few moments before shaking her head and placing the pistol back in her bag and began bandaging him.

The small herbivore had decided he was worth saving, interesting, after a time the loud herbivore's incredibly herbivore sister rushed over and sprayed a verbal deluge that screamed of crowding at the small herbivore.

The small herbivore's previously unassuming brown eyes began glowing orange.

His interest now grew.

She finished patching the loud herbivore and left him with the weak sister herbivore as she pulled her pistol from her bag and soon she approached the still inert herbivores that started this entire situation.

She than proceeded to bite them to death until they finally acknowledged her position over them, she than continued to quite casually threaten them with ignoble death which, much to Kyoya's amusement and disgust, caused one of the herbivores to urinate himself.

What irritated him and made him wish to bite the small herbivore to death though was her proclamation that Namimori was her territory.

Silly herbivore, you can't claim the territory of a carnivore like that, it simply would not work, no carnivore would bow to prey. Still observing he couldn't help but nod in approval though as she announced the reason for helping the loud herbivore being that she wished to simply keep Namimori a safe place.

Herbivore she may be, but she had her priorities in the right place at least.

She proceeded to help the loud herbivore and his weak herbivore sister home, after an incredibly boring half hour she left the house and much to his approval she took in her surroundings before moving on her way.

Kyoya followed her for a time before she seemed to tense a moment and dove into an alley, odd, but herbivores were odd regardless so he asked no questions when she exited said alley and continued on her way.

As he followed her he couldn't mesh her actions with his designation of her; she was an herbivore, yet she hadn't hesitated to take down and threaten other herbivores into submission. She owed the loud herbivore nothing, yet she patched him and escorted his broken form and weak sister home.

She was tense and observant but it wasn't like a deer or the like who was fearing a carnivore was about, but he couldn't place exactly what she was waiting for. She was confusing, so so so confusing.

When Kyoya Hibari was confused, he did the only thing he could that made sense to stop said confusion.

He decided to bite her to death.

Though, as it turned out, he couldn't quite manage to do so.

The small herbivore didn't display eye spots or puff herself up to try and intimidate him, rather she extended her claws and bared her fangs knocking back his assault in a methodical and practiced manner.

This wasn't the panicked gestures of a cornered herbivore, these were strikes of someone quite use to being on the top of the food chain, these...these were the motions of a predator, a carnivore.

This further confused him, because she was obviously not a carnivore due to the fact that today was the first day he truly noticed her, but...but she was also obviously not an herbivore. She was not a grazer, she was not content to be flocked, she was a hunter, a killer, like him, yet not, not yet quite there.

Ah.

She was a carnivore in training, still having herbivorous tendencies leaving her caught in that uncomfortable middle ground his mother had warned him about. She wasn't a small herbivore, nor was she a carnivore she was...

Stopping his attack he paused and looked her over, burning oh so endless orange eyes, fluffy brown hair, the back half pulled into pigtails, standard school uniform along with a pink hooded sweatshirt and a Hello Kitty backpack.

A sparking taser burning ozone around them in one hand, a pistol with its safety off in the other, and she just stared back at him, meeting eye to eye without any fear evident.

For some reason he felt something in his chest clench, stupid weak biology.

He finally figured out what she was and what she was doing though. She had started out as an herbivore but a carnivore had decided to make her more, and while her attempts at claiming territory were clumsy, her efforts were not without merit.

In so long as she kept the safety of Namimori and its herd a priority, he would allow this...small animal to go through the growing pains of becoming a carnivore. Ruffling her hair with affectionate amusement he advised her to head home and than proceeded to do so himself.

His hunting grounds had suddenly become far more interesting than he had ever anticipated them to be.

The next day found him at his boring school waiting for his herd to arrive, perhaps when he entered middle school he'd start a committee to do such things in his place, he would handle the biting to death but leave this menial bit up to the rank and file. Leaving that thought to gestate he began composing a rather violent poem in his mind when the small animal approached him.

How odd, she offered him food like an herbivore trying to placate an unruly carnivore, how...weak. His momentary disappointment was wiped away when she announced what it was, hamburger steak, his absolute favorite.

So...the small animal wasn't trying to bribe him into submission but rather offer his favored meal in order to keep her position of authority of the territory she had claimed. Admittedly, it was a small stretch of territory, only between her home and the school, and she was only a carnivore in training rather than the real thing.

Plus, her goal was a peaceful Namimori, which was something Kyoya desired as well, so once again ruffling the small animals oh so soft hair he accepted her bento and left her to her own devices.

Upon consuming said meal, he knew that she had struck a bloody blow against him.

He wanted more.

So begrudgingly he met her after school and returned the now empty box to her, after feeling her soft hair yet again he admitted he wished to have her meals once a week and than fled in embarrassment.

He shouldn't feel like this, he was a Hibari, he was an apex predator, a carnivore that would never be bound, yet...he found himself drawn to the small animal with smoldering orange eyes.

How...interestingly vexing...


When she arrived back home Tsunako just ran up to her bedroom, jumped on her bed, and proceeded to scream into her pillow.

NOTHING had gone the way she had planned, her Hyper Intuition that had always served her well had completely blanked itself out when dealing with the bloodthirsty Skylark and she didn't know what to DO about it! She couldn't call home, Aunt Lal and her brother would be asleep, god only knew where Uncle Colonnello was at the moment, Skull was perhaps an option but...ugh...this sucked.

This sucked so much...

Well...perhaps...they were all alcoholics so there was a chance they were awake, and they were so use to being thrashed that their advice couldn't be that bad despite being drunk...still...

He technically was her second favorite uncle after Master Fon, Colonnello while bearing the Uncle title was more of a father to her really, still... Oh why not.

Pulling out her CEDEF issued mobile she searched through her contacts a few moments before clicking on the one she was looking for, pulling it to her ear she waited for a time before it was picked up and winced at the returning cry.

"VOI! Who the fuck is calling at this hour!? I swear to fucking Christ my fucking sword is going to make sweet merciless love to your goddamn lungs!"

Snorting she rolled her eyes to the ceiling while shaking her head, "Hey Uncle Shark, I need some advice and was hoping you'd help."

The previously enraged voice on the other end of the line quieted down instantly as Squalo quickly replied, "Oh, Principessa, sorry about that, what do you need?"

Smiling widely she began kicking her feet in the air as she responded, "Well yesterday this boy I'd been trying to avoid finally caught wind of me and today I tried to bribe him away with food. Thing is, he just keeps ruffling my hair and calling me a small animal, and now he wants me to give him the same meal once a week from now on, and I'm super confused. I don't get boys, especially older boys, I was hoping you could explain what was going on?"

Squalo's blood boiled at the thought of older men taking advantage of his adoptive niece and he soon screamed his rage into his phone, "VOOOOOI! WHO THE FUCK IS THIS LITTLE SHIT BASTARD!? I'LL FUCKING KILL HIM!" Pulling her mobile away from her ear Tsunako couldn't help but sigh in relief, finally...finally things were at least returning to slight normality.

"Kyoya Hibari, he umm...I dunno how old he actually is? Eleven maybe? He's scary strong, like I think he could take on some of the weaker Varia as is, give him a few years and he'd probably be able to take on Xanxus-nii. He wouldn't win mind, but Xanxus-nii would have to get his lazy ass off his chair at least."

Squalo was still fuming, the alcohol in his system not helping in the slightest, "Voi...Ok...ok... How did he take notice of you?" So she explained everything that happened, how her Intuition had failed her, and how things were just becoming so blasted confusing, Squalo though, as manic as he could be in combat, listened with intent patience.

"And that's it, dunno what to do after this, not like I can talk to my mom about it after all, she's wonderful but oblivious and frankly too submissive to be of use so...yeah..."

Squalo pondered on the Intuition failure for a few moments before nodding to himself, taking a gulp from his bottle of tequila he swallowed it before responding, "All right, I have no idea with the Intuition thing. Shitty Boss doesn't have it and his brothers don't talk about it, I do have access to the Ottavia's journals though, I can send copies your way and you can see if Daniela had anything like that happen to her."

Tsunako smiled brightly at that, "Anything would help Uncle Shark! I really appreciate it, are you sure you're going to remember this in the morning?"

He snorted in amusement, "Yeah I wrote it on Levi's face with a marker, don't worry I won't forget."

With that she said her farewells and went downstairs for dinner, cheerfully munching through her meal as she exchanged a bit of inane chatter with mama, and the small Mafia Princess couldn't help but feel that she had the greatest family in the world.

She never noticed the blank faced boy with grey blue eyes staring at her through the living room window, which if truth were to be told was probably for the best. Hibari was after all not fire proof, and even Nana would take notice of the fact that her daughter was essentially a pyromancer.

Ignorance as they say, was bliss.


In case you hadn't guessed the Cradle Incident never happened, Xanxus still doesn't know he's actually adopted, this'll all come to a head later though. Uncle Squalo amuses me though, came up with that shit off the top of my head, please review.