SkyGem: Kudos to shirsong for giving me the new title! I love it los!
Hibari Kyoya walked down the streets of Namimori, keeping his eyes out for trouble.
School had only just let out, and there were junior high and high school students swarming out, some heading home, some preparing for club activities, and others heading out to hang out with friends.
Kyoya was about to head out on his usual patrol route when he caught sight of something that made him freeze in his tracks.
Sawada Tsuanyoshi.
Third-year student at Namimori-chuu.
Nicknamed Dame-Tsuna due to his lack of talent in everything.
He was a weak herbivore that Kyoya usually stayed away from - he may be stupid, but he seemed to take extra care to not break any rules.
Some days, he came dangerously close to being tardy for school, but the few times he had committed the offense (only twice in this past year), Kyoya had let him off the hook.
Not because he secretly cared for the idiot or anything of the like.
But secretly, he did appreciate that one part of the useless student, the part that tried harder than anyone else to follow the rules. He was, possibly, one of the very few people whom Kyoya had never had to bite to death.
There was one more reason, however, that Kyoya was...soft on the younger male.
And it had everything to do with the strings that were tied around his pinky finger.
One of which connected the two of them.
The Strings of Fate.
Kyoya didn't know much about them.
But not for lack of trying.
He had been searching for information about them for years, but what little he could find always said the same thing.
There was the popular story about the Red Strings of Fate, which was complete bullshit.
And then there were those articles hidden deep in the dredges of the internet, where they were lucky to get even one view in a year.
These always said that the strings connected the Sky to their elements, whatever the hell that meant.
They never expanded, which always frustrated Kyoya to no end.
Apparently, being able to see the strings was exceedingly rare, and therefore not many people knew about them.
And those that did were mostly smart enough to kep the knowledge off the interent.
Now, the reason that the sight of Sawada Tsunayoshi stopped Kyoya in his tracks was that the younger boy was walking in a different direction than his home.
Kyoya's eyes narrowed as he looked down to the boy's finger.
The purple string was, as usual, connected to him.
The yellow string led back into Namimori high, as per usual - Sasagawa was probably still at club activities.
The blue string was leading off towards TakeSushi.
One of the indigo strings headed in the vague direction of Kokuyo.
The green string and the other indigo string seemed to stretch in the same direction, far far away.
But the red string, which was also usually pointing in the same direction, was different today however.
It seemed somewhat...tighter.
As if its owner was closer.
Kyoya stared for a few moments more, and a startling thought popped into his mind.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was following his red string.
This realization brought with it another one: Sawada Tsunayoshi could see the strings.
Up until now, Kyoya had always assumed he was oblivious to them.
But apparently he wasn't.
Kyoya was quite torn about what to do now.
A part of him wanted to follow the little animal and see what was at the end of the string.
But he couldn't.
He had to go back to patrolling.
Nami High needed his discipline.
Gokudera Hayato was trying to focus on unpacking his apartment.
He had only just arrived in this little town, and he was determined to have his apartment look a little more like a home before night fell.
But no matter how hard he tried, he could absolutely not pay any attention.
Because ever since he had arrived here, the string tied to his pinky kept tugging and twitching every once in a while.
Which meant that his sky was close.
Or rather, closer.
He had no guarentee that he or she would be in Naimori.
He kept telling himself that, in order to stop himself from going out on what could turn out to be a wild-goose chase.
In the end, however, it didn't really matter.
Because he was halfway through putting away all his books when there was a knock on his door.
Hayato frowned, wonering who it could be.
He didn't have any family in Namimori.
Getting up, he opened the door to see a kid his age, simply standing there.
He had light brown hair stuck up every which way , almost like a porcupine, and his eyes were smiling, even though his mouth wasn't at the moment.
But rather than his hair or his eyes or his school uniform, the thing that really caught Hayato's eye was his pinky finger.
Which happened to have six strings tied to it.
SkyGem: That's it for this chapter! Please do leave a review and let me know what you thought! Ciao!