A/N: WOW how long ago did I write this? Jesus sorry for the late update; I got distracted with my other books! Thank you so much for reviewing/favouriting/following! (Lmao it is sad that there isn't much KHR fics but lately people have been gaining interest in the Anime so I'm like peeps plz write something...)
This is kinda AU and features a more verbal? Talkative? Whatever. He speaks more; Hibari Kyouya.
Enjoy.
"No, Becky~!" I shouted at the TV, voice echoing snd bouncing off of the walls of the spacious living room.
"Becky~! You knew Anthony was no good~!" I whined at a soap opera, tempted to throw the remote at the screen as the credits rolled in. "Damn it, Anthony! What did Becky ever do to you?!" I cried, turning over on the sofa so I lay face down.
"What are you doing, Carnivore? I can hear your whining all the way upstairs."
"Oi, Kyo-nii!" I shouted, body stretching over the back of the couch to look at him, shocked by his sudden appearance. 'Wait, why is he still wearing the uniform..?' I furrowed my eyebrows in thought. "Where are you going? It's like eleven at night!" I spluttered.
He glared at me (tbh, what's new?) and bent down to put his shoes on. "Since when do you need to know my business? I do not have time for your foolishness."
I rolled my eyes at him and tut. "Geez. What got your panties in such a twist..?" I slurred, eyes blinking as I wondered where he was going. 'Namimori middle school, most likely... God, that's a mouthful.. Why didn't I just say Nami-chuu?!'
I didn't get a reply and huffed as he instead chose to sling his jacket over his shoulders, annoyingly not putting his arms through the allotted holes.
I groaned and ran a hand down my face at the lack of conversation and dug to try and get a reaction and answer out of him. "Is your girlfriend hurt?" I let out a shit-eating grin when I saw the way his shoulders tensed as he opened the door.
He glanced at me from the corner of his eyes and his grip on the door handle tightened. "I do not know what you are tal-"
"Yeah, ya' do!" I howled, grinning at his peeved off expression.
"Rei..." He warned, lip curling in boiling anger.
I rolled my eyes at him and threw my arms up in exasperation. "Oh, come on, Kyo-nii! Ya' know, the chick with the ember skin; rough to touch, but nice to look at! No?"
His eyes hardened at my words and I shivered as they gained the look of a predator.
I internally groaned at the look and swept a hand down my face in distaste. 'Bloody fantastic. A good ol' bite before bed.'
Obviously today was a bad day, because he was not taking any of my shit.
He took a big threatening step towards me and I nervously held my hands up in 'surrender'. "Now, now, Kyouya!" I nervously chuckled. "No need to be so hasty-!" I let out a choked shout and braced my arms over my head as he lept towards me, and I tripped and fell back onto the sofa space, burying myself deeper into it as he seemingly loomed over me
"How can you forget your own girlfriend?!" I whined with a hand on my cheek. "The one with the glassy orbs and metal crown atop her head!" I shouted, eyes going wide as they caught a glint of metal. 'Shit, shit, shit!'
A flash of understanding shone in his steely orbs as I cringed back and slowly made to get up off of the sofa.
"... Why is it," He slowly spoke, door gently shutting as he turned around to face me. "-that what you are describing-" He paused to deepen his glare and swiftly brought out his Tonfas.
I flinched as the back of my knees touched a coffee table and yelped as I nearly fell over.
"-is eerily familiar to a building, Herbivore?" He finished, standing next to the arm of the sofa and, coinci-bloody-dently, my only exit.
"So you've finally noticed she's a building..? Good. Very good, Kyo-nii," I hummed, slowly making my way around the back of the couch to try and avoid him. "I was worried for your mental health, ya' know."
"You are not making sense, Herbivore."
I shook my head in disappointment at him and tut. "Having such a relationship with a building is disturbing, to say the least. I mean-"
"Run."
I sweatdropped at his sentence and my eyebrow twitched at his gruff tone of voice. "Right. No, thanks." I stood in front of him, back facing the doorway.
He took a step towards me and pressed his lips into a thin line. "Then die."
I pursed my lips and tapped my chin with my forefinger and loosely shook my head as I gave his 'suggestion' some thought. "Yeaaah, I'm not feeling that one, either."
"I will bite you to death."
I grinned at him and folded my hands behind my back as I took small precautions steps back. "Bloody cannibal, ain't cha?"
"Reiji.."
"Yes, ok. Look; my feet? They're moving," I snarked, twisting my feet to face outside the doorway and I took a step towards it to prove my words. "Are ya' happy now, bitch-boy?"
"What did you just call me?"
I stood in between the door frame and lay both of my hands on the wood to my right. "BITCH-BOY!" I howled, not missing the way his nostrils flared in anger and I took that as my cue to leave as I sharply propelled myself off of the wall and 'round the corner.
"REIJI!" He roared, further fuelling my laughter.
I cackled as I breezed through the corridor and slammed the back door open, leaping out of the gap, just as his hand snagged my shirt.
I quickly yanked my top off and leapt over the light wooden fence on my left that led into our neighbours garden and threw my middle finger up at him, grinning at his furious expression. "I REGRET NOTHING!"
{KHR!}
"Kyouya, the windows are broken." I nodded towards said windows and whistled as everyone turned their gazes to me. 'The hell are they all doing here?'
"What are you doing here?" He sneered, turning his burning gaze to me.
I looked at him from the corner of my eye and shrugged. "I dunno..." I drawled, suddenly looking everywhere but at him and I nervously whistled as the atmosphere grew heavier.
"Herbivore." He warningly ground out, eyes scanning my lazily placed figure.
'Oh, wow. Must be a new record for how quick he downgraded me.' My eyes flickered to his for a moment and a cold chill ran down my spine at his malicious intent. "Ok. So maybe I followed you...?" I guiltily squeaked out, slyly trying to step away from him.
He sourly glared at me and stomped forward, hand whipping out to pinch my ears and he yanked me down to his line of sight.
"Ow, ow, owie!" I winced, left eye squinting at the pain and I tilted my head down towards him to try and lessen the strain on my ear. 'God damn it!'
"Be quiet," he clipped, squeezing my ear to emphasise his point.
My face scrunched up at the added pressure and my eyes started to water from the pain. "I'm not a kid anymore!" I groaned, hands flailing around as I tried to escape. However, at his lack of a reply, physical or verbal, I looked up at him from the corner of my eyes, grin tugging at my lips as I noticed a pink dust across his cheeks. "Kyo-chan~?"
He grunted with a tut of his lips and narrowed his eyes at me, blush slowly receding. "Stop calling me by that wretched name." He let out an inaudible sigh before elbowing me in the side. "And just where is your top...?!" He seethed.
I fluttered my eyelashes at him and actually had the gal to pout and sadly looked down at my plain black bra. "Why, Kyo-chan," I giggled, making a kissy face at him. "You took it off~!"
His steel blue eyes fluttered closed before they shot open and his jaw snapped shut and painfully clenched his teeth together so hard you could see the muscles ripple.
I bit my lip to stop my growing grin and a choking noise instead left my mouth as he tightened his grip on my ear. "Ow!" I cried, hands flying up to his wrists. "Kyo-nii! Not so rough; I've still got bruises from yesterday~!"
He glared at me in reply, looking absolutely done with me. "Shut up."
I couldn't help but snort at his sour expression and waggled my eyebrows at him, devilishly grinning. "I didn't hear you complaining last night."
"Oh, my! What a scandal~!"
I froze at the sudden squeal, face going blank as my thoughts ran a hundred miles per second and I blinked at the sudden appearance of other people, eyebrows furrowing in confusion as I tried to figure out whether I knew them or not and let out a snort as I came up empty. "Who the hell are you guys...?" I almost laughed at them. I mean, just look at them.
They've got a mohawk, peacock looking... thing, a tall tanned dude who legit looks like he continuously gets electrocuted and enjoys it, a blonde prince wannabe (who currently looked like he could keel over and die from those bleeding wounds- and wtf did someone paper-cut his ass or what?!) if that tiara was anything to go by and a miserable shithead who constantly looked like he had a stick up his ass and- is that hair even real?!
"I'm not getting paid for this."
Oh, did I forget to mention the floating baby in an adorable purple trench coat, and matching hat, with upside down lilac-y triangles on their cheeks ? Ha, whoops.
"Just how old is this baby..?" I mused, tapping a finger to my chin. 'I think they might be like Reborn.' My mouth lay open in understanding and my eyes to and fro from the two infants. 'Do they know each other, I wonder?'
"VOI! Who is this brat?!"
I nearly jumped out of my skin at the sheer volume of his voice. 'Hot damn!' I whistled, eyes widening in appreciation. (... If you couldn't tell, I'm talking about the I'm-such-a-miserable-shit-and-also-angry-24/7-that-I-could-be-a-Uchiha dude with the unbelievably long white locks.)
I turned towards him and cracked a smirk. 'This guy looks so easy to tease.' I inwardly grinned at my thoughts but gave nothing away on my face as I replied, "Your Mum."
He took a threatening step towards me and furiously slashed the air a breath away from my face. "VOI! What did you say, brat?!" He growled.
I let out a resounding sigh and sympathetically stared at him, eyebrows scrunching upwards as a sad look crossed my face and I loosely shook my head. "It must hurt to use that hand, huh?" A wicked grin flickered across my face and I narrowed my eyes in amusement. "I bet that other arm must get quite the workout."
It was silent for a few seconds, as if nobody could believe what I had actually said.
I opened my mouth to say something and was pleasantly surprised as I was interrupted.
"VOIIIIIII!" The offended man screeched, face flushing as he launched himself at me. "FUCK OFF, BRAT!"
I burst out laughing when the mohawk guy grabbed his arms and detained him.
"Squa-chan, she's just a little girl!" He cried, arms wrapping around his waist as he dug his head into his back. "Be the bigger man!"
"THE FUCK I WILL!" The man howled in reply, slamming hi clenched fists down onto the arms wrapped around him. "LET ME GO, ASSHOLE!"
I smirked at him, teeth glinting as my lips curled upwards, "Yeah, Squa-chan," I mocked, taking pleasure as he screamed out another 'Voi'. "I'm just a little girl!" I gasped, hand innocently laying on my, still bare, chest.
"YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT; BOTH OF YOU!"
I promptly burst out laughing at his flustered face and bent over to slap my knee when it became too much for me to handle. "Oh, god!" I cried out. "T-This is comedy gold!" I spluttered, suddenly taking a deep breath and straightening back up. "I've found your back-up jo-!"
I screeched as I felt hands lay down on both of my shoulders and I jumped forward to escape their grasp. "The hell?" I blinked at them, lopsided grin donning my lips as I took note of their almost matching appearances. "Are you twins or clones?"
They blatantly ignored what I said and took a, what I suppose was meant to be but wasn't, threatening step towards me.
"We're afraid that if you are not part of the Vongola, you will have to leave the premises."
I flinched as It felt like someone whacked me over the head and pouted at the figure on my shoulder before my eyes widened in recognition. "Oh, Reborn-sama~!" I greeted, although he ignored it to answer the 'twins'. (I wasn't convinced that they were any bit related.)
"She is Sawada Tsunayoshi's Guardian of Hail," he stated, slighting turning his head towards me as if finally acknowledging me. "Reiji." He dipped his hat in greeting to me and continued to stroke his green pet. "Where's your ring?"
I stuck my tongue out at the side of my mouth and swiftly dug my left hand into the pocket of my sweatpants. "Ah, HA!" I gasped, feeling the cool metal. I yanked it out of my pocket and rolled it around in my palm. "Do you mean this?" I said, holding the ring in front of my face as I scrunched up my nose and pursed my lips.
"Yes, that's the one," he answered, amusedly regarding the ring. "I'm surprised you even remembered to bring it."
I snorted at his statement and I eyed him in suspicion before breaking out into hysterical laughter. "I almost didn't!" I laughed. "But it was in my underwear draw and how could I not forget it then?" I snickered, eyes glinting as I took in the jagged rock shapes on the silver shield on the middle band of the ring.
Reborn smirked at me. "Really? I don't remember placing it there..."
I grinned at his tone of voice and nonchalantly shrugged my shoulders. "Cool. Am I part of the Mafia now?" I asked with a tilt of my head. "Don't I get some sort of initiation...?" I mused, tapping a finger to my chin.
He nodded. "You already did," He hummed before lightly inclining his head behind him. "You're part of Tsuna's Famiglia now."
Said person made a choking noise. "O-ONEE-SAN, YOU KNOW?!" He screeched, grabbing at his hair as he pointed an accusing hand at Reborn. "REBORN-SAN! THIS IS YOUR FAULT!"
"Wait, wait." I interrupted Tsuna's mini breakdown with my own tone of disbelief. "This punk is the bossman...?" I blinked, gaze landing on the infant for an answer.
He dipped his head, a smirk tugging at his small lips. "Sì. (Yes.)"
I hummed at Reborn and held a hand up to my chin, sizing Tsuna up as I scanned him from head-to-toe. "È così? (Is that so?)"
"Huh..?" Was Tsuna's confused reply.
I outright laughed at his confusion and wolfishly grinned at our surprised 'Guests'. "Chi sei? (Who are you?)" I warily stared as the... eccentric (AKA, mohawk peacock thing) man took an excited step forward. (Why he did, I'll never know.)
"Tu parli Italiano?! (You speak Italian?!)" He gasped, slapping his hands onto his cheeks. "Che carino! (How cute!)"
"Ah, sì, sì. (Ah, yes, yes.)" I nodded at the weirdo's exclamation, and done a half-assed version of jazz-hands. "Sorpresa! (Surprise!)" I drawled, smirking at the slightly impressed frown of the pseudo-Uchiha.
"Monello. (Brat.)" He ground out, refusing to use my actual name and glared at me. "Levati dalle palle! (Piss off!)"
I pouted at him. "That wasn't very nice," I mused with a sigh. "It's ok, I still love you anywa- hey, where did that floating baby go?!"
He tut at me and took a step back, pushing his shoulders back as his jaw locked. "How should I know, Bitch."
I raised my eyebrows so far up my forehead I'm sure they just about disappeared into my hairline. 'Well, well, well. Looks like we have an A-class Asshole on our hands... And what do we do with those, Reiji?' A wolfish smirk grew on my lips and I raised both of my hands and showed him both of my middle fingers. "Woof." I inwardly laughed at his face. 'We shit 'em up, that's what.'
"Ushi-shi-shi-shi! The Prince is amused~"
I snickered at him and threw my head back as I outright laughed. "THE HELL KINDA' LAUGH IS THAT?!" I spluttered, holding onto my stomach as I tried to calm down. I sighed and wiped a stray tear from my eye. "You're a funny guy, Prince-boy!"
I blinked at the way his body tensed and scratched my cheek as he tapped his foot and crossed his arms. (Honestly? It just looks like he's sulking.)
"I'm a Prince, not a Prince-boy. Get it right, Peasant," he spat out, lips curling up into a sneer instead of his wide grin.
I ignored him and my eyes flickered towards Tsuna's distressed form and lightly laughed at his troubled expression, patting pat him on the back. "Anyways, good job on being Vongola Decimo, Tsuna!" I cackled, wickedly grinning as I bent down closer to him and waggled my eyebrows with a sly grin. "I bet you can use your underworld connections to get Kyoko-chan~!"
His face lit up in a blush as his spluttered incoherently. "O-ONEE-SAN!"
I cackled at his embarrassment and wholeheartedly patted him on the shoulder as he spluttered. "No need to be so shy, we all know you want too." I nonchalantly shrugged my shoulders and picked my ear regarding him with a blank expression as he nervously tugged at his shirt. "Besides, I doubt it's even that big of a thi-!"
"Oi! Teme!"
I regarded the darker silver head with raised eyebrows, slowly taking in his battered form. 'Shit. What happened to him?!' I internally freaked, hating that a... friend was hurt. "Gokudera...?" I slowly spoke, voice full of questioning as I scanned him from head to toe before I swiftly, in two big strides, stood in front of him. "What happened?" I frowned at his appearance and warily placing my hands on his shoulders.
"Tch," he scoffed, wincing at the way his voice sounded hoarse. "It's none of your business, Woman," He seethed, weakly glaring at me although it looked more like a 'Onee-san, please save my pride and avenge me!' Kind of look.
Maybe I was imagining it.
"That's Senpai, to you." I blanched at his behaviour and swiftly let go of his shoulders, ignoring his indignant cry as I pushed him into Yamamoto. "Alright," I spoke, turning back around to face the misfitted group. "Which one of you did this to him?" I all but growled out.
A well aimed, scarily so, knife whipped past my head- well, only because I dodged it.
I tut and grabbed onto the glinting stri-wire? And yanked it. "So, I'm guessing it was you?" I slurred, eyes lazily narrowing at the blonde haired 'Prince'. 'How is he not in dreamland yet?' I surprisedly blinked at his stumbling form and mentally applauded him for hanging on for so long despite his tattered clothes.
"Ushi-shi-shi-shi~ of course~" He giggled. "Did you like my handiwork~?"
I deeply sighed and slumped my shoulders, grip all together letting go of the knife as I let it drop to the floor. "Why are you picking another fight for? You look like shit, Princess."
That may or may not have earned me another knife.
"JESUS!" I shrieked, hand wiping away the thin line of blood on my cheek. "You don't play fair, do ya'- ah, this is the Mafia, I suppose this kinda shit is normal.." I wickedly grinned at him and slowly took a step towards him. "Ya' know, that was one hell of a way to get my attention." I pushed my hair out of my face and popped my hip out as I came to a stop about two feet away from him. "If all you wanted was a date, you could've just aske-!"
"VOIIIII! SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
I flinched at his loud volume and switched my gaze to him. "You, too. You're not really my type, but I could make an excepti-"
"Reiji."
I let out a loose raspberry at the serious tone and waved them off. "Ok, ok. I get it, Reborn," I huffed. "No fraternising with the enemy, right?" I scratched my stomach and yawned. "Ah, sorry about this, Tsuna!"
"W-What?!"
{KHR!}
At first, he didn't know what the hell she was talking about. But now? After seeing a certain Varia Officer crumbled against a broken wall, unconscious, everything finally cleared up.
He frantically blinked his eyes and looked between the collapsed figure that suddenly went flying, and to his supposed Hail Guardian that was just lowering her leg.
"Ah, I haven't done that in a while," she wistfully sighed, dramatically dusting off her hands- even though she never used them.
He let out a strangled moan and tightly clutched his hair.
She'd done this before?!
"VOIII!"
"Ah, is that your name?"
"What the hell did yo-"
"Is he always this loud?"
"Squa-chan is very... Vocal."
"Oho~? Does that extend to the bedroom?"
"V-VOIIII!"
"Your voice broke a bit there, Squa-cha-"
"DON'T FUCKING CALL ME THAT, WOMAN!"
"One Gokudera is enough, you copyshark."
"Oi, Teme! What's that supposed to mea- ACK!"
"Ah, ha ha! Careful, Gokudera!"
"Boss isn't going to be happy about this."
"... You speak?"
Tsuna suddenly couldn't tell left from right.
"A-Ano..." He whimpered, eyes widening at their shouts and roars. "O-Onee-san... Gokudera-kun... Yamamoto-kun..."
Just how could her presence cause so much chaos?!... And where the hell did Hibari go-
"Herbivore."
Oh, right. There he is.
He gulped and turned around.
"Shut them up before I do."
What did he ever do to deserve this?
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.
Oh, right. He was Vongola Decimo.
EXTRA SCENE:
"Of course I do."
She pursed her lips at the kinky lightening guy. "I thought you didn't know how to speak, Sparky."
"Our Levi-chan doesn't speak up much, but he'll shout praises for our Boss."
"Right. Sounds like he just wants to get in his pants."
"He does."
"I-It would be an H-Honour."
"So, is your boss an Uke or Seme?"
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"VOIIIIIIII!"
"Ah, I was waiting for you to speak up... I'm taking it he's an Uke then?"
"B-Boss is whatever he wants to be."
"Seke, then."
"Ushi-shi~ I say we take her with us~! The little Peasant is amusing~"
"Present? Oh, boy! You didn't have to, Tiara-guy!"
"I take it back. Kill it."
A/N: I'm not too sure when I'll next update, but this story is most definitely not dead.
