A/N Wow, I was seriously not expecting to get reviews for the first chapter, especially since I am using an OC. I guess adding 1827 really did the trick (Don't worry, it'll be there). However, instead of focusing on the pairing, just review my story as a whole, all right?
Chapter 2: Call me 'senpai'!
Warnings: Some swearing and violence. A hint of BL.
Pairings: Slight mentioning of 1827
Call Me 'Senpai'!
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Kyouya stared blankly at the older girl, not knowing how to respond to her statement. This sharp-tongued teenager suddenly barges into his affairs, knocks him unconscious, carries him to this weird room, and has the nerve to make him her lowly assistant? She even went so far as to threaten him with his own lines!
"Is this…some kind of joke?" Kyouya demanded in a dark tone. If she was playing a trick on him, he did not find it funny in the slightest.
Tsubasa smiled coyly in response, "Not at all. Starting tomorrow you're going to be assisting me in my disciplinary committee duties. After school, you are to come straight to my office. I'll be teaching you some special lessons about proper adequate, as a way to help build your character."
"Is that so?" The little boy sneered, "You really don't know your place, do you? In case you have no clue, my family practically owns this school. You don't honestly believe that they'll allow this treatment towards me?
The teenager shrugged off his words and placed the boy's tonfa at the edge of her desk, "On the contrary, I called your relatives while you were still out cold. They were pretty thrilled when I told them you were going to be my helper and said 'Thank you for taking care of our dear Kyouya-kun for us.' I think your aunt was crying tears of joy too."
Kyouya twitched in annoyance when he realized his own family deserted him. There was just…just…no way he will tail behind this girl like some obedient herbivore. He will not allow it!
"If I refuse your orders, what do you plan on doing about it?" It was evident that he was not in the mood for anymore jokes.
"Then I'll march over to your school, call you out in front of all your classmates, and drag your beaten body over to my office," The chairwoman tilted her head and smiled sweetly, "That'll leave a good mental scar, don't you think?"
The little boy narrowed his eyes and bared his teeth to let out a small growl. Along with his bristled black hair, he reminded Tsubasa of an agitated little kitten. She suppressed a rare girlish giggle, since the image almost made the kid look kind of cute. At the moment the perfect expected him to blow another fuse, yet he surprised her when he suddenly stilled. His angry snarl was now replaced with a challenging smirk.
"I think…I have a better idea…."
In an instant, Kyouya seemed to vanish from the teenager's line of vision. Before Tsubasa could say a word, the kid reappeared in front of her desk to grab the unguarded tonfa. He pounced onto the desk like a predatory feline and lashed his weapon out on the chairwoman. Grabbing the nearest object(another thick book), the girl managed to block the attack by clashing the two objects against each other. The two of them stayed in that position while giving an intense glare to one another.
"As I thought, you're pretty strong…" Kyouya stated with a wicked grin, "Unlike all the other weaklings I've come across, you're a bit different from them. It makes me want to bite you to death."
Tsubasa forced an uneasy grin as a bead of sweat ran down her face, "H-Hey Kyo-chan, didn't your folks ever teach you that it's not nice to hit a girl."
"…I see no girls here."
His response received was a swift kick to the gut, "GET YOUR EYES CHECKED THEN!"
Shifting his body, Kyouya managed to avoid a painful landing by cushioning himself against the sofa behind him. He once again readied himself into a fighting position; the kick from earlier barely seemed to have fazed him, or he was just good at concealing his discomfort.
"Old hag, if I kill you…then there will be no reason for me to partake in your childish hall monitoring duties, correct?" Dismissing the usual annoying nickname, Tsubasa merely stared him down with a challenging expression.
"Sure, but you still got a long way before you can beat me down," The chairwoman took out the other tonfa from her desk and tossed it to the boy. He caught it easily with one hand.
"Come at me anytime. I'll be ready."
The kid smiled devilishly and held up both of his weapons, "Then it's a deal."
Fully intended to inflict as much harm as possible, Kyouya got ready to charge at the girl. But before a fist was raised, a light rapping on the door froze the pair in their tracks.
"Come in." Tsubasa tucked her own hidden weapon back into her sleeve, before a female committee member entered the room. The killer intent from earlier dissipated at the sudden change of atmosphere. Clearing her throat to gain attention, the subordinate spoke up in her most professional voice.
"Chairwoman Fukami I hate to interrupt, but there's someone here to escort Hibari Kyouya home."
The girl stepped aside to reveal a boy around Kyouya's age, yet taller and more rugged looking. From the way the kid chewed on the piece of grass stalk in his mouth, anyone could tell he was nervous from being around so many intimidating figures.
"I-I-I'm here to walk K-Kyouya-san home." The boy nervously informed, clutching a black backpack to his chest.
The chairwoman smiled as she approached and leaned down to his height, "What's your name, kid?" The teenager asked politely.
"K-Kusakabe Tetsuya, ma'am."
"I see…Are you his classmate then?"
"Y-Yes, m-my dad also works for the Hibari family."
"Well then Tetsu-kun," Tsubasa patted the boy's thick hair affectionately, "I'm counting on you to take care of Kyo-chan for me when I'm not around, all right?"
Kusakabe flushed and nodded happily, "Y-Yes ma'am!"
While a new friendship was forming, a forgotten raven haired boy scoffed in disgust as he watched the sugary scene from afar. No longer in the mood for bloodshed, he grabbed the backpack from the grass chewing male's arms and tossed his weapons inside it. Swinging the sack onto his thin shoulders, he marched towards the door as if none of the earlier events ever occurred.
"Kusakabe Tetsuya…" Kyouya glared daggers at the other male, "If you continue to crowd around here, I'll bite you to death."
The kid nearly choked on his stalk and obediently trotted after the other boy like a servant, "C-Coming, Kyouya-san!"
"Hey Kyo-chan!" Kyouya paused in the middle of the doorway to listen to the head perfect's message.
"Remember, for the next eighteen weeks you are to come straight to my office after school." Tsubasa gave him a playful wink, "And if you still want to fight me, you should try attacking when I'm at my most vulnerable moment."
The young boy narrowed his eyes in response, before violently slamming the door behind him. Kusakabe made sure to keep a safe distance away as he walked beside the shorter male. The dark aura he was emitting was overwhelming.
The taller of the two mustered up enough courage to speak, "K-Kyouya-san, who was that?"
Kyouya replied without sparing a glance at the other boy.
"My prey."
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Exhausted and angry…
These were the things Tsubasa was feeling as she staggered her way home, wondering what in the world did her father get her into? Perhaps it was because she was young and strict with kids, but this wasn't your normal babysitting job. The kid she was put in charge of didn't have an ounce of respect for her, and he seemed positively serious about 'biting her to death' as well.
Not to mention the nerve of that brat, as he called her an old hag and unfeminine. She admits that she has a deep voice for her age(she's still going through puberty!). Her clothes were two sizes too big (she'll grow into them eventually), her eyebrows were thick and bushy (plucking hurts!), and she was a bit on the scrawny side (with an A-cup to boot).
The teenager repressed the urge to scream at the heavens, 'SO WHAT? I'M JUST A LATE BLOOMER! CAN YOU BLAME ME?'
"Tsubasa-neechan!"
Of course, there was at least someone out there who truly appreciated her every flaw. Feeling the heavy burdens being lifted off of her back, the chairwoman outstretched her arms to catch a tiny figure into an embrace.
He beamed up at her with a smile and eyes which resembled her own amber orbs, "W-Welcome home!"
'Oh, why couldn't kids grow up to be more like you?' The girl thought in bliss.
"Hey there Tsu-kun," Tsubasa ruffled the boy's spiky, yet soft brown hair, "I didn't make you wait too long, did I?"
This seven year old mass of innocence was none other than the teenager's adorable little cousin, Sawada Tsunayoshi (Tsuna for short). While the two weren't brother and sister, they shared a bond stronger than any other blood related siblings. Compared to Kyouya (or any child) Tsuna was simply an angel!
Despite being close, the 'Tsu-cousins' (a nickname the neighbors fondly call them) still contained contrasting personalities. Like some kids his age, Tsuna was weak, timid, and a klutz; on the other hand, Tsubasa was tough, laid back, and hot tempered. Unfortunately, Tsuna's cowardly nature has made him the victim of constant bullying. The other children would often mock the child for his incompetence and call him cruel nicknames, such as 'No-Good Tsuna'. However, his cousin will have none of that; therefore, she'll chase after anyone who dared try to harm her precious relative. Although the last time she taught a lesson to some punk, a rumor spread about her being an ex-delinquent. So for the sake of the disciplinary committee, she had to tone down her rage a little.
"Tsubasa-neechan, what took you so long?" The boy looked at her with concern.
"I had some extra work to do for the discipline committee. A bird was flying around the school grounds and pecked at anyone who was crowding around." The chairwoman answered without batting an eye.
Tsuna blinked at her in bewilderment, but seemed to be convinced by her story, "O-Okay…"
"Ah, Tsubasa-chan, you're home!" A young brunette haired woman greeted the pair, her features similar to that of Tsuna's, "You're a little late today, but I guess your duties at school were keeping you occupied. Tsu-kun waited for you on the doorstep like a loyal puppy."
Tsuna blushed in embarrassment as the lady giggled, "Mom!"
"Hey auntie Nana, sorry for making you wait…" Tsubasa lightly bowed her head in apology, "I had some things to take care of for my dad."
The mention of the chairwoman's father made the older woman beamed in delight, "Oh, my brother contacted you? How is he? Is he working hard in those oil fields? What about my husband? Will Tsu-kun see his father again soon?"
"A-Ah, d-dad's just…fine," The teenager was taken back by the sudden barrage of questions, "U-Uncle Iemitsu is doing all right as well. No word on when they're coming back though." She nearly squawked when her aunt's eyes sadden, "But-But, he said that they might be back sooner or later sometime this year!"
Nana's face brightened again, "Oh, how wonderful! It's been nearly three years since your father left you in our care. Still…it wouldn't hurt for him to come and visit his own daughter."
The chairwoman wanted to beat herself senseless for telling such lies to her oblivious aunt and cousin. These poor people had no clue what kind of "job" those men really did. How in the world was she supposed to tell her aunt that her older brother and her husband were top subordinates for the most elite family in the Italian mafia, the Vongola? Honestly, those two could be so irresponsible when it comes to family. Did they really expect her to take care of everything while they were away?
Four years ago at the Japanese Airport...
'Remember Tsubasa, my adorable sister and her son must never know about our other life. I wouldn't want to risk putting Na-chan and Tsu-kun into any worry or danger.'
A younger Tsubasa blanched in disgust as she witnessed her father gush with affection over the subject involving his little sister. Did everyone in her family have some sort of sibling complex? (Though that rule would apply to her soon, or so her father said.)
'Listen to your father on this, Tsu-chan,' The teenager's uncle gave her an encouraging thumbs up, 'We're counting on you to take care of them for us while we're away. From here on out, you're the man-er woman...of the house.'
The girl glared skeptically at the man, 'Oy, did you just call me a ma-'
'Oh! Sorry Tsubasa, plane is about to leave. Gotta run, ciao!'
'Don't forget to keep the mafia a secret from your aunt and cousin! If they ask any questions you know what to say, right?'
'...Uncle Iemitsu has been given a special promotion in the oil fields, so he's too busy to come home...and you're managing his work.'
'That's my girl! Be good now!'
'At least pick a more admirable sounding career next time...'
"Hey, Tsubasa-neechan…"
The teenager turned to acknowledge the little boy sitting next to her on the backyard porch. In the meantime, Tsuna's mother was in the kitchen fixing up today's dinner. For some time now the two just sat outside, engaged in pointless chatter and mindless cloud watching.
"Are daddy and uncle really coming back home?"
The older female gazed at the sky absentmindedly, "Who knows…"
'Sigh…lucky clouds…they can just drift on their own without a care in the world.' Tsubasa's thoughts shifted to a certain raven haired boy.
Metaphorically speaking, Hibari Kyouya himself was very much like a cloud. The kid moves freely whenever he wants to, yet when you least expect it he could turn into a raging menace and cause a downpour on the people below him.
The perfect took a moment to glance at her carefree cousin. Kyouya was only a year apart from Tsuna, yet their personalities contrasted greatly with each other. But for how long will it be for the mafia world to taint Tsuna's innocence as it did with Kyouya? Just the thought of that happening made Tsubasa tense with anxiety.
But wasn't Tsuna also attending the same school? Surely he knew about the other boy or at least seen him around, "Hey Tsu-kun, do you know a kid named Hibari Kyouya?"
The brunette blinked curiously at her, "Huh?"
"Hibari Kyouya," She repeated, "He should be a grade higher than you. Have you ever seen him around your school?"
Tsuna fidgeted anxiously, "I-I have."
Tsubasa sat up, now interested, "Really? Do you know anything about him then?"
"H-Hibari-san is…is…scary."
"…Is that all?"
The little boy scratched the back of his head nervously, the sleeve of his shirt rolled back loosely as he did so, "He-He use to be really quiet a-and didn't like to play with the other kids…b-but now he hits people. He's really, really scary."
"Was the kid always like that or…" Tsubasa trailed off when her eyes spotted a dark mark on Tsuna's arm, "…Tsu-kun, what happened to your arm?"
The boy gasped and hid his limb away from view, "N-N-Nothing!"
Tsuna flinched when his cousin roughly grabbed a hold of his arm and pulled back his sleeve to reveal even more bruises and a scrape, "How is this nothing? Who did this to you?" Tsubasa loomed over him as a murderous aura surrounded her.
"WAS IT A BULLY?" The girl practically roared, causing the little boy to cower in fear.
"I-I-It w-w-was a-a bunch of k-kids…" The boy trembled before adding, "F-F-Four older b-b-boys were p-pushing me around!"
Tsubasa abruptly stood up and stomped her way towards the front door. An evil glint twinkled in her eye as she tossed on her disciplinary committee jacket, "I'll go kick their asses..."
"HIIII!" Her cousin let out a tiny shriek and tugged on the hem of her coat. His efforts to hold her back were deemed useless, as she simply dragged him across the floor, "Wait! Wait! Tsubasa-neechan, you don't have to beat anyone! S-Someone already got them!"
The chairwoman's rage died down and she looked at the boy confusingly, "W-What?"
The boy released his death grip on her jacket and sighed in relief, "I-I heard from the other kids say that a boy my age…beat them up after school. Th-They said he goes to my s-school too."
Tsubasa's eyes widened in disbelief, "Someone from your school? H-How is that possible?"
Tsuna fidgeted once again, a troubled look crossed his features, "I-I don't h-have any friends, but the kids I know aren't very strong either. T-The only strong one I-I know is-is…Hibari-san."
The boy's cousin collapsed onto the floor in shock. A number of confused thoughts filled her head, all concerning a grumpy raven haired boy who might have some hope left for him.
Tsuna panicked over his cousin's state and flailed his arms around like a fish out of water, "But-But, I don't think it was him at all! H-Hibari-san is strong, but he wouldn't bother to defend someone like me!"
For a moment the teenager stared blankly at the fearful child, until the corners of her lips began to twitch and she let out an amused chuckle.
"Ahahaha...Tsu-kun, I'll be sure to thank your savior tomorrow."
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A/N Finally finished the second chapter! Thank you to the ones who have commented and watched my fanfic. For this chapter, I wanted to reveal some secrets about Tsubasa, so she could almost seem like a realistic Reborn character. I decided to stick with her being the cousin of Tsuna, since making her the older sister can confuse things and throw the original storyline out of order. Be on the look out for Hibari's adventures with the discipline committee!