A/N Is anyone particularly bothered by the changing POVs? I want to keep this mostly in Dino's POV as I'm finding the plot easier to write with him, but there are some scenes I feel would be better with Hibari's. What are your thoughts on this? I would prefer to try and keep with one main POV but if you guys are fine with them changing every now and then, then I can do that, too.
It wasn't unusual for Kyouya to be given detention due to his lack of regard towards his classes. Sometimes he would go, other times he wouldn't, but today he found himself seated in the detention hall, glaring to his far left at the chatter that should have been silenced twenty minutes ago.
"And then Squalo said that I should have gone to my bedroom and closed my door because I'm not allowed to do it on the couch, so he –" The blond in question who had been making all the noise squeaked as hands grabbed him and pulled him from his chair. A look of fright crossed his face as he was moved to the other side of the room away from the student he had been talking to, panicked breaths audible to Kyouya now that the other was sitting two seats away from him.
The skylark watched the vice principal lean down and whisper something into the blond's ear before straightening back up and briefly putting his hand on top of golden locks. He was quick to return to his desk, pulling a packet of popcorn out from the drawer and tearing it open as he surveyed the other students carefully, looking for anyone else doing the wrong thing.
Kyouya sighed, turning back to the homework he was trying to focus on. He could almost ignore the quiet sounds that filled the air whenever the long-haired man ate a handful of popcorn, but when the other instead started throwing the kernels at the blond student, his eye twitched. He gripped his pen tight, ready to snap when the blond began to make agitated sounds and rock in his chair; that damn vice principal should know better than to rile the kid up like this.
Just as Kyouya opened his mouth to tell them both to knock it off, he was startled by the student letting out a bloodcurdling scream and pushing his desk onto its side. The boy continued screaming as he went about demolishing the hall, kicking the chairs over and upturning the tables that surrounded him, as well as knocking things down from nearby shelves so that they shattered into tiny fragments.
"Stop it." Kyouya stood up, pushing the other onto the ground. "Don't think you can destroy my school's property like this."
The blond made a strangled sound before he got back up, lunging at the Prefect. Kyouya grabbed hold of him and pushed him against the wall, ready to beat the shit out of him, but the vice principal got in between them before the skylark could land a fifth blow to his fellow student's head with his fist.
"Get the fuck off him!" The man shoved Kyouya back, shouting a few more choice words at his trouble pupil, before turning to the blond and pulling the younger against him. "Bel, calm down! Belphegor!"
When the blond only continued to scream and bite and hit, the adult was quick to drag him from the room, the other thrashing as his demeanour changed from angry to frightened. Despite the door being slammed behind them, the boy's screams could still be heard as the vice principal dragged him away from the detention hall and to his office instead.
The small group within the detention hall looked amongst themselves, the tiny brunet Kyouya knew as Sawada Tsunayoshi the first to speak.
"Should someone go and make sure he's alright…? That was a bad episode…"
"Squalo's got it," Tsunayoshi's silver-haired companion said, his green eyes looking down at the homework he had been doing prior to the other's break down. He didn't sound very caring, almost as if he wasn't bothered in the least by the fact that the blond had snapped again.
The tallest of the trio, a dark-haired teenager named Yamamoto Takeshi, frowned as he looked back at the door, his usually-gentle eyes full of sadness. He was quiet as his two companions spoke, wishing he could go out and help the other.
Kyouya, who could feel his irritation quickly reaching its peak, squeezed his pen tightly; this was a detention session, and it should be respected as much, even after what had just happened; the group shouldn't be talking amongst themselves; their heads should be down and they should be writing.
"Kufufu~"
Kyouya bit down on his lip as the blue-haired teenager on the other side of the room laughed. He stood up once more, ready to finish the fight he had wanted the previous day; he had been in a sour mood after realising the other had only left in order to bait him again, and it had taken all his willpower to keep himself from attacking the younger all day; he had been intending on doing so when there were no teachers around to break it up. "I'll bite you to death, herbivore. There's nothing funny about this."
"Oh, I find everything about the situation funny." The taller teenager sneered, remaining where he was sitting. His heterochromatic eyes shone with malice, his very aura agitating the skylark more than anything else could. "Especially the fact that you will not bother going to your classes but will more often than not attend the punishments for your actions. I figured you would simply disregard detention as you do everything else that does not involve making everyone hate you."
"Oi, Mukuro, shut the fuck up." The silver-haired male, Gokudera Hayato, turned to glare at the other student, his own annoyance building. "No one likes you, either."
"Oya, you are wrong, Hayato," the other promised. "Tsunayoshi likes me very much; maybe more so than he does you."
Tsuna squeaked at his accusation, reaching out to grab his best friend's arm. He shook his head, his eyes wide. "That's not true, Gokudera-kun; Mukuro is just trying to start fights again."
"Well, it's working," Hayato growled, his hands clenched by their sides.
"What's going on?"
All eyes turned to the door, finding Dino stepping into the room. He looked puzzled, as if he didn't quite understand what he was doing here, but in his arms he held his laptop which showed he knew he would be here for a while.
"Kyouya, please sit back down." Moving to the front of the room, the blond placed his laptop down on the desk before he moved to the mess the other trouble student had made. He picked up property belonging to said pupil, bringing them over to the trio's desk. "Takeshi, please return these to Belphegor; he is in Squalo's office at the moment."
Takeshi didn't need to be told twice; he grabbed what was being passed to him and left the room. Dino sighed as he went back to the clutter, putting tables the right way up and sliding the chairs beneath them before doing his best to push the shattered glass into one area where it would be cleaned up soon. When he had done that, he moved to his own desk, turning his laptop on.
"So what happened?" Dino was much more lenient in supervising detentions than the vice principal was; while the other was strict in his rules, the blond didn't mind a bit of slack in order to talk to his students for a little while. "I haven't seen Belphegor so distraught in class since school started back."
"He was talking to Yamamoto, so Squalo moved him." Tsuna sighed, not entirely sure if that was what had caused it; he had been paying attention to his work, not seeing anything else that could have elicited such a reaction.
From the other side of the room, Mukuro Rokudo rolled his eyes. "He threw another tantrum because Squalo threw popcorn at him. So childish… Perhaps he should be put in a special school where they will treat him like the two-year-old he thinks he is."
"Oi, that's my boyfriend!" Hayato pointed an accusing finger at the other, his green orbs flaring with anger. "Only I can talk about him like that!"
"Yes, because you already take such good care of him." The sardonic tone was thick in the blue-haired male's voice. From across the room, Kyouya twitched, ready to rip his arch nemesis to shreds; the more Mukuro spoke, the angrier he became. "You are always pushing him away and making him feel bad about himself. Did you not try to dump him four times in one week, only for him to not understand what you wanted? If I did not know better, I would say there is only sex between you two."
"We don't even have sex! I try to fuck him and he throws tantrums! Why do you think I'm trying to dump him?! Not my fault he's not getting the hints!"
"Mukuro, stop." Dino held a firm tone in his voice now, knowing he had to stop the conversation before it caused more disarray amongst the teenagers. "Bel doesn't like the texture of popcorn; he can't help the way he reacted."
"There is a lot of texture he doesn't like; his behaviour towards things he does not like is an embarrassment towards this school and the other students in it."
Kyouya stood back up at these words, stomping towards Mukuro. "What gives you the right to decide this about my school? You transferred from Kokuyo a month ago; you have no say in my school or the students in it."
"Are you standing up for him, Kyouya?" Mukuro sneered, his eyes shining with malice. "I seem to recall you hating Belphegor. It would certainly explain why you have sent him to the hospital more than once."
"I am not standing up for him, but you are still an outsider, and harassing a Namimori student like this can be considered a personal attack on my school. I'll bite you to death for that one."
"Kyouya!" Dino almost didn't know what to do, always feeling at a loss whenever these two students conflicted; there was such a strong mutual loathing between them, what would stop them fighting with other students wouldn't work when they were fighting with each other – it was almost as if they wanted nothing more than to kill each other. "Kyouya, stop! You, too, Mukuro! There's no need to be fighting like this! Mukuro, you do not talk about Belphegor the way you have been; I won't tolerate that kind of discrimination against him. Kyouya, I know you're upset, but you need to stop, too! I will handle this; there's no reason for you to stress yourself."
"If you cared so much for your school, you would actually follow the rules yourself instead of thinking you are above them." Mukuro's sneer grew, his eyes full of loathing. "You are spoiled and selfish, more-so than the blond brat you just defended."
Kyouya looked over his shoulder as their teacher came to his side. He knew that if he had his tonfa on him he'd have hit both the blond and the blue-haired male by now, but instead they were in his locker with his other belongings.
"I am leaving, herbivore," Kyouya muttered, turning around to snatch his things off his desk. "I'm going home. If you wish to deal with the pineapple herbivore yourself, I insist on you dealing with him properly. I will fix him tomorrow myself if you don't."
"Kyouya!" Dino knew he was powerless to stop his student; Kyouya was obviously upset, and it was a miracle he hadn't taken matters into his own hands and tried to thrash every person in the room; the skylark should have became so irritated, he took it out on anyone and everyone.
While the skylark was quick to leave, Mukuro couldn't help but laugh, a mischievous look in his eyes as he said, "Kyouya can be as sooky as Belphegor; it is hard to tell which one of them is more of a baby."
Dino took a deep breath before he replied, angered by these words; he knew that the two aforementioned students both needed work done with them, but there was no reason to treat them like this; they each had their own issues, but Dino would be damned if he let that define them instead of who they truly were.
"Close your mouth and finish your work; I will have extra for you to do before you leave here tonight." Standing up, Dino glared down at his blue-haired student. "You will be staying back an hour extra tonight, and I will expect you tomorrow morning, for both of your breaks and again after school in my office for the rest of the week."
Mukuro's smile faltered slightly, his annoyance well-hidden. He did as he was told, knowing the blond would not hesitate to make the sentence lengthier.
Dino himself returned to his desk, speaking only to help his students with their work. His mind was too focused on Kyouya, knowing that he really had no choice but to go and talk to the teenager's uncle; the vice principal would be only too happy to kick the other out here and now for trying to fight the blond student when he was as vulnerable as he had been; though the man tried his hardest not to treat the boy any differently to the other students, the vice principal was known for favouring his adoptive kid over the others and having it out for whoever tried to bully said kid.
Kyouya would be lucky if he didn't find himself expelled tomorrow, and that would be getting off lightly.
~~XX~~
"Come on, Squalo, don't do this." Dino couldn't help but frown at his best friend, the two walking side-by-side as they left the school grounds in order to go home.
The long-haired man beside Dino growled, his hands clenching. "I said he's fucking gone, Bucking Horse! He's done nothing but give me trouble since he's been here! And look at this! Look at it!"
Dino frowned as his fellow Italian leant down next to the boy clinging to his sleeve like a lifeline. The man who went by the name of Squalo Superbia brushed long blond bangs away, revealing a bruise just beneath the boy's eye. The youngest of the trio, Squalo's adoptive kid Belphegor, drew in a startled breath as he hid his face in the other's chest; he never had been able to make eye contact with anyone, one of the two reasons he had grown his bangs so long.
"I am sorry that Belphegor has been injured, but Kyouya has done far worse and you never tried to kick him out for those things." Dino tore his gaze away from the spot of blood in golden locks, knowing that Squalo would be on the way to a doctor to have his kid's head wound checked; it must have been a nasty blow to have drawn as much blood as the English teacher could see.
"That brat pissed me off at those times, too, but he didn't start shit!" Pointing at the smaller blond who was now peeking up at the two adults, Squalo snarled. "He started all the previous fights by being a fucking shithead! But I won't have anyone doing what that little fuck did to him when he was already so stressed! Bel started the other fights but Kyouya had no fucking reason to do what he did that time!"
"Squalo, I'm going to go and talk to his uncle today; I'm going to fix this." Dino sighed, threading his fingers through his hair. "Please, give him another chance; I'm sure there's something I can do. I am sorry things were taken out on Bel, but surely you know the other students don't understand his tantrums; it must be frightening to them to see him behave the way he does."
"It's none of their fucking business; they can butt the fuck out of things that don't concern them." Putting his hand on top of Belphegor's head, Squalo growled. "He's my fucking kid and I'm trying my best with him! They can fuck off with their judgemental shit!"
Remaining as calm as he could, Dino put his hand on his friend's shoulder. "No one's judging you, Squalo; you're doing a great job."
"No, I'm talking about them judging my kid!" Pulling his car keys from his pocket, Squalo pressed the button on his remote. His car beeped as it unlocked, and it was then that Belphegor broke away from his guardian in order to get in the car. "And your fucking student is one of the worst ones for it!"
"I'm going to fix it, Squalo; I promise."
Squalo opened the door to his car, his dark eyes fixing on hazel ones. "You've got one chance, Bucking Horse; if he fucks up again, he's gone."
Before Dino had a chance to reply, Squalo closed the door and started the ignition, a sign that their conversation was over. Waving farewell to the younger two, the blond turned around to go to his own vehicle. He unlocked it and sat in the driver's seat before pulling out a small piece of paper from his pocket, double-checking the address that would lead him to Kyouya.
When the teacher was satisfied he had memorised the address, he put the paper down and started the car, reversing out of the park and making his way back out onto the roads. He hoped Kyouya and his uncle would be home, knowing he had to talk to them today at the latest.
Hopefully Kyouya's uncle would be able to do something to help, because the last thing he wanted was for his student to be kicked out of the school.
~~XX~~
It didn't take long for the door to Kyouya's home to be answered, and when it was, Dino found himself looking down into said teenager's grey orbs. He blinked in surprise, having hoped he would find his student's uncle first; he had a feeling the younger wouldn't talk to him, let alone allow him inside the house.
"Is your uncle home?" Dino held a hopeful smile on his face, surprised the door had been held open for this long; any second now it would be slammed in his face, he was sure of it.
"He is at his girlfriend's home. He will not be back until tonight."
"Well…" The teacher sighed, wishing Kyouya wasn't so complicated. "Would you mind if I came in for a bit?"
In response, Kyouya went to close the door, only to have the blond jam his foot in order to keep it open a little.
"Please, Kyouya, I really need to talk to you; it's urgent."
"Leave, or I will bite you to death."
"Kyouya… Will you let me talk to you if I promise to fight you one day?" As if these were the magic words, Kyouya froze in his task of trying to take his teacher's foot off with the door. There was silence on the inside of the house which told the blond Kyouya was most likely thinking it over, and when the door opened again, Dino knew he had won.
"Fight me now." Kyouya gave the older male an expectant look, his usually-stoic eyes staring into Dino's.
"I can't fight you right now, Kyouya; what if your uncle comes home and things get blown out of proportion?"
Without another word, the skylark went to close the door again. He stopped when Dino almost begged him to hold on, curious as to what the other had to say; was he about to get his fight after all?
"Kyouya, just because we can't do it now doesn't mean we won't…" Dino sighed, almost not sure how to explain things. "If we… organise it for some time in the future, we can make sure no one bothers us and that way we can have our fight without worrying about anything falling back on either of us. I'm sure you would find it annoying if someone were to break it up and fire me; you wouldn't be able to finish out fight otherwise."
"..." Cocking his head, Kyouya thought this over; it certainly would be a frustration if something were to interrupt their fight; he had heard rumours about Dino's strength around his school, hearing that the blond was gifted in using bullwhips. Teachers often muttered about the English teacher having grown up with Squalo and the two constantly using each other as training buddies - apparently they were both a force to be reckoned with, and the principal of the school was said to be stronger than them both.
Maybe, if things went alright, Kyouya would be able to fight the other two as well at some point.
"Alright." Stepping away from the door, Kyouya remained tense. "Organise our fight and I will listen to what you have to say. But not a minute sooner."
Dino nodded. "I need you to stop fighting with Bel and to come to all of your classes if I am able to fix this, Kyouya; Squalo was about to kick you out but I convinced him not to. He's given you one last chance so please, I need you to do this for me."
"The blond herbivore irritated me."
"I know he did, but he didn't mean to do that; he was upset. He doesn't realise his behaviour is wrong."
"I will hit him again if he dares destroy my school's property like he tried."
"Please don't; Squalo will kick you out and we'll never get to fight, Kyouya."
"..."
"Please... Let me go home and I'll organise everything. I will be back to talk to your uncle so I'll let you know then. Alright?"
Kyouya nodded, taking that as a sign that the conversation had ended. Closing the door in his teacher's face, the skylark turned around and headed back to his room.
Outside the house, Dino sighed. He would do whatever it took to help Kyouya, but would things really be that easy? At least his student had somewhat listened to him, more than he had honestly expected when realising he would still be dealing directly with the teenager.
Leaving the veranda to go back to his car, Dino reminded himself to text Squalo later and inform him that he may have found a way to deal with his trouble student.
Hopefully Dino was doing the right thing, knowing that fighting seemed to be the only thing that could get through to his pupil. As much as he didn't want to have to raise his fists to his pupil, he felt as if he truly had no other choice but to do so.
