A/N: So I decided to continue this - notice that these are supposed to be small drabbles, so nothing excruciatingly long is to be expected.

part II.

aggression

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She looks at him more often now, he notices, and sometimes he thinks he sees a hint of red in that eye — wrong eye, so he must be imagining it, not to mention that Mukuro had set this mutt free some weeks, months ago.

Perhaps she has noticed how he looks at her: with scorn marring his features, lips stiff and low, eyes narrow and black as the raven that keeps flying over the Namimori Middle oh so inconspicuously.

(He sneers at it every time he sees it — but he leaves the bird be, even if the condescending cawing makes his skin itch all over.)

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Sometimes, their eyes meet.

The contact is brief, and Hibari doesn't turn his gaze away — he has never been anything like a coward, after all — but he does curl his lips and furrow his brow in disapproval, and Dokuro flinches… with apprehension radiating off from her tiny frame.

He finds himself more and more annoyed by her as the day progresses.

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Sometimes he sees her when he patrols around Namimori — the small city, not just the school, because it's his duty to punish the evil-doers of this godforsaken place — and sometimes, he stops and stares from afar, with narrow eyes and the strange curiosity prickling at the nerves in his brain like some disease.

There she goes — steps light as feather and yet as clumsy as an impaired mutt he thinks of her as — and he glares in her wake, fingers twitching as his throat constricts with something he hates to think of as an emotion.

(Yet he's the most emotional of them all — when it comes to his school, his territory — and the fiercest.)

She turns just as he has disappeared again from the view, and there's a whisper on her lips that no one hears.

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"Chrome Dokuro," he says, and Chrome's companions freeze — the girl herself, however, does not.

She looks expectant. Hopeful, even.

He purses his lips as he silently beckons for her to follow him.

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And what Hibari wants, he gets.