All the freshmen finally made it to their respectable homerooms by the time the late bell rang, signaling the start of homeroom.
Except the 11 year old genius and the boxing jock.
"This is my first time treating a student who got into a fight with another student within the first hour of school. On the first day too!" The nurse giggled, dabbing a cotton swab onto Chie's nose with tweezers to get rid of the blood. Chie averted her eyes and shuffled slightly, since the stool she was sitting on was making her uncomfortable.
"Just hurry up and treat me so I won't miss much of class. I'm the top student so I have to maintain a good attendance." Chie huffed. The school nurse rolled her eyes with a smile and placed a patch on her nose to cover the wound to prevent infections. It's been a while since I met a kid who doesn't want to miss class while they're in my office. The nurse thought.The older woman quickly scribbled Chie's name and the excuse along with the date and her name and passed it to Chie.
"Give this to your home room teacher, okay? Skedaddle now." The nurse chortled, shooing Chie away. Chie speed walked out of the nurses and office and down the hall. Just as she was about to turn the corner, she was tackled by a whit blur.
"GAH!" Chie immediately smacked the attackers head repeatedly in a weak attempt to dislodge them from her waist.
"Chie!"
"AHHH! It's you! Get away from me!" To say that Chie had learned her lesson to stay away from jocks were an understatement. She managed to untangle herself from the boy and scuttled away from Ryohei like a beetle, wrapping her arms around her body in a way of defense. Those hands punched your beautiful face, Chie! Don't let it touch you! Ever! Again! EVER!
"I'm not going to hurt you anymore!" Ryohei quickly said, trying to coax the frightened girl back towards him. "I forgot that that rule only goes for guys! So I got you flowers!" He exclaimed. He pulled out a bouquet from behind his back with a grin. Chie was touched. Just a little bit. Until she saw the flowers.
"Are those the tulips that were planted in front of the school yard?"
"Huh? Yeah, I think so." Chie slapped her forehead in exasperation.
"Why are you here anyway? Aren't you supposed to be in detention?"
"I skipped! Oh, and I learned your name when the teacher asked me why I hit you. I'm smart, huh?"
Chie slammed her head against the wall.
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A short raven-haired boy stood in front of the courtyard garden. It was a beauty, with a variety of flowers that were well in bloom since it was still late spring (Remember, school starts in spring for students in Japan.)The boy's eyebrow twitched.
There was an ugly bald spot in the middle of the garden, where there should have been tulips. The boy slowly extracted a pair of tonfas from his jacket and brought them up, letting the sun reflect off it, blinding a random student who was also in the courtyard.
"Whoever destroys school property . . . shall pay." A teacher turned the corner.
"Hey, you! No weapons on school grounds—tonfas? Hey, it's you! The Hibari kid! Get back here!"
Hibari fled the scene.
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"Chie! Lets eat lunch together!"
"GO. AWAY." Chie seethed, glaring. Her grip on her lunchbox tightened as she tried to control her anger. The boxer just wouldn't leave her alone. After Ryohei gave her the flowers, she shoved them in the trashcan right in front of him so he would get the point that she didn't appreciate freshly picked flowers that were from the school courtyard. With roots and dirt still attached.
They were on the rooftop, with a few other students who were eating lunch. Some of them glanced at the duo in annoyance since Ryohei's voice tends to travel far distances and ring eardrums. A shadow suddenly covered both Ryohei and Chie. Chie looked up from the corner of her eye and Ryohei simply continued to pester her.
"Sasagawa Ryohei, you shall be punished for damaging school property." Ryohei finally turned around and Chie craned her neck to look behind the tall boy to see who was talking. They saw a shorter than average boy wearing the Namimori uniform along with a gakuran instead of their normal school blazer. In his hands were a pair of tonfas. Chie raised an eyebrow at the article of clothing on his shoulder.
"That's not part of our uniform." The boy glared.
"So? I'll make it." Chie narrowed her eyes. Who does he think he is? She hasn't seen his face before, and she went over the school directory. He's a freshman, she decided. She decided to taunt him. He's just a Chihuahua, all bark and no bite.
"With what power?" The boy clenched his teeth.
"I'm going to become the head of Namimori's Disciplinary Committee." Ryohei scrunched his eyebrows together. Chie's fingers that were curled around her lunchbox loosened slightly in relief. So he didn't really have power. He's just a wanna-be. She just got into this school and got her new status, she doesn't want to do anything risky like making enemies unless she had stable ground and a plan B.
"But the school doesn't have one! Fat guy said so!" Ryohei exclaimed. She snorted and quickly looked away. Hibari narrowed his eyes at her. Principal already earned himself a nickname-
WHACK.
Chie's head violently jerked to the left, giving her a whiplash. Her hair flew in a full circle behind her. She dropped her bento box as she used her arms to shield her face and crumpled to the floor. This time she felt her gums bleed. She had also accidentally bitten the inside of her cheek. The bandage the nurse taped on Chie's nose had loosened and hung from her nostril, threatening to fall off with just a gust of wind. Chie spat out the blood that pooled in her mouth, as it was leaving a disgusting aftertaste. Ryohei stood between them, gaping like a stupid goldfish. Fuck . . .why is everybody hitting me in the face today? Ryohei finally came to his sense.
"Why did you do that?!" He roared at the other unnamed boy. The other roof occupants stared at the trio in horror, shock, and other emotions that weren't exactly positive. Those with good instinct and intuition had already evacuated off the roof.
"She laughed at me."
The hell was wrong with him? I was laughing at fat guy and Ryohei, not you! But damn, he hits hard. If everybody else also hits people at this school, I'd rather go to Midori. Only if I had more power to scare them! Unless . . .
"You . . ." Chie started. She looked up, using her bento handkerchief to wipe the blood off her chin, only to notice that Ryohei and the boy were in a full out brawl. She groaned.
Boys.
She shakily stood up, leaning against the railing. A few students were brave enough to crab walk by the fighting students to help Chie.
"Are you okay?" A brunette asked. She had long hair that was pulled into a high ponytail behind her and bright hazel eyes. Chie nodded. "I'm Yu Haruna. I'm the third year President. I saw you at the student council meeting, you're the first year President right? This is third year Vice President Ganehiro Kaname. We call him Megane though (Megane means glasses. They put his last and first name together and they get KanaME-GANEhiro. The fact that he wears outrageously ugly glasses are pure coincidence) Um, Takami-chan right? Come with me, let's get as far as we can from those violent boys." Chie couldn't help but smile at Haruna. This was the kind of person she gets along with. Not only was their relationship politically beneficial, she was also sane. The boy beside her also seemed very educated. Megane didn't have an extremely handsome face, but he wasn't ugly either. He has black hair that was cut in a bowl style and round spectacles to match. He looked very nervous, glancing at the boxer and unknown boy.
Haruna helped Chie stand up and Megane grabbed Chie's bag, since he already had his own along with Haruna's. Chie suddenly looked up, remembering something.
"Haruna-san please let go of me."
"W-what?"
"Let go of me." Haruna reluctantly slid the younger girl's arm off her shoulder and separated herself from Chie. The shorter girl smirked slightly. She walked towards the staircase that led down, but opened the sanitation closet next to it. She took out the mop and the bucket. Haruna and Megane watched her in curiosity. Chie filled the bucket with cold water from the tap that was connected to the wall and waltzed over the boys, though occasionally stumbling from the weight of the bucket. Haruna gasped in realization.
"Wait, don't do that—"
Splash!
The boys blinked. Water dripped from their hair, their clothes, and made a large puddle beneath them. The raven-haired one broke out of his stupor first.
"Mouse, what was that for?" Mouse? Where did that come from? Chie ignored his question.
"What's your name?" Ryohei finally blinked out of the shock of getting cold water dumped on him and lowered his fists and turned to Chie. He roared, water flying off him and onto her, along with some . . . saliva.
"What was that for? We were having a man to man fig—"
Whack.
"-!" The rest of Ryohei's explanation got lost in the mop. Chie shoved the mop into his face, successfully shutting him up. It also got his shirt more drenched. Haruna, Megane, and a few other spectators cringed. That's disgusting and unsanitary.
"Shut up. I wasn't talking to you." Chie replied calmly. She turned to the boy, who had a bemused expression on his face. She then pointed the mop at him, freeing Ryohei from mop suffocation. "I asked you a question. What is your name?"
"Hibari Kyouya." Hibari answered smoothly. He was finding this little mouse more and more interesting. Chie leaned the mop against her shoulder and contemplated. She smiled a bright and innocent smile that obviously had something sinister underneath. The perfect replica to the one she showed during her Presidential speech.
"Hibari Kyouya." She stated. She let the name roll off her tongue slowly. "Hibari Kyouya." Chie nodded. "Okay. Hibari-san. Let's make a deal." She added slyly.
"Oh?" Hibari raised an eyebrow. "What kind of deal?" Ryohei glared at Chie.
"Yeah! What kind of de-!" Ryohei cringed and let out a silent scream (along with anybody who was watching.) and let out a silent scream when Chie slammed the mop's handle end onto his foot rather harshly.
"I'll help create that disciplinary committee you want so badly." Hibari's hand twitched closer to the tonfas that rested inside his gakuran. Was she mocking him…?
"How would you do that?" Chie scoffed.
"I'm the freshman class president. I have power. I have connections." She stated, shrugging nonchalantly. Haruna shivered at the last word. She had a bad feeling she'll be part of the freshman's plans . . .
"Instead, I want you, along with your disciplinary committee, to be my . . . secret police."
"Secret police . . .?"
"You know, secret police. Stalin and Hitler had them. So did some other dictators. They're the guys who killed their opponents secretly. Basically hired assassins I guess. But they only kill people so it would benefit that specific person." Chie explained nonchalantly. "And to maintain my top student status, I need to beat my opponents. Oh, don't kill anyone though. That's bad for Namimori Middle's image." Haruna managed to speak up.
"But Takami-chan! That's cheating! That's unfair to the other freshmen!" Chie shrugged again.
"The world is unfair. And I'll work along with it." Ryohei grunted.
"I can beat up any the guys you don't like." Chie rolled her eyes.
"Right. Okay. Go punch yourself." Haruna and Megane sweat dropped.
Ryohei didn't get it.
"So? Hibari-san? Deal?"
"All I have to do is beat up people?" She nodded.
"Specific people."
"And I'll have my disciplinary committee?"
"And you'll have your disciplinary committee." There was a silence. Hibari finally made a small nod along with a smirk.
"Deal."
And the skylark and little mouse shook hands.
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Sorry if Chie starts out as an unlikable character. She's just like that. But don't judge a book by its cover, she's actually rather soft inside. You just have to bite through her harsh words.
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PREVIEW
"You sure you didn't call the wrong friend?"
"No. And he's not a friend. He's a business partner."
"Chie-chan . . . how old are you?"
"11."
"I see. Kids your age should call everybody you associate with friends."
"I have no friends."
"Who're they, then?"
"Tools."
FREE TALK
I HAVE THE KHR FANBOOK! OMG. It's in Japanese, but that's okay. I really wanted to know Hibari's age but guess what? It's not written in there. It's apparently unknown. That killed me. I thought it ruined the whole purpose of the book. But the rest of the pages made up for it.
They had an extra episode about Lambo, Tsuna, and 2 cyborgs. It was filler weird.
These are not mistakes. People may notice that:
1)Hibari isn't saying 'I'll bite you to death.'
He will, you just have to wait.
2)I mentioned that Hibari is short.
He didn't hit his growth spurt yet. Ryohei already hit his at an early age.
3)Ryohei doesn't say 'EXTREME'.
Same answer as one. (I already have a scene planned out for this.)
4)The Tsuna gang is nonexistent.
They are still in elementary school (But in Gokudera's case, he's still in Italy. Lambo is also in Italy.). People must remember that Namimori is a MIDDLE SCHOOL, not a high school. Ryohei and Hibari are seniors at Namimori. Actually, Hibari doesn't have a grade in the manga. He's just there. So I put him in the 'forever Senior' section.
I also have the KHR Visual Art Book, and in there, Amano-san drew pictures of all the character's rooms. Hibari lives in a fucking Japanese mansion. It's crazy. This enforces my theory that he's part of the yakuza(he also has control of politicians and such).
And guess what? Gokudera doesn't live under Tsuna's bed. Sorry to disappoint you. He lives in a nice condo. It has a grand piano and a king size bed. He has a pretty big closet too. ROAR! I'm jealous!
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