Disclaimer: KHR belongs to Amano Akira.

A.N: Please try to enjoy this chapter as well! I hope it's better than before :3

Simple Reminder: This story is a fiction, it is in no way related to the real world. Meaning it was a pure, arranged, sweetened lie. If there were similarities, it was pure coincidence. …Uuuhm…well, maybe I added a little this and that that happened in my place, but…please don't mind it. By continue reading, you are giving me your consent to continue being lied upon, and that I hold no responsibility for this. Lying is bad, so could you swear that you dont mind being lied upon by me, of all people? Is that ok?

(Dream)

Haru's dream was to be a teacher, just like her father was. Even so, the thing she wanted to be the most was, of course, being a wife of her love. And when she found out that Tsuna's going to be the head of Vongola, her dream changed. She wanted to be a part of his family, thus her dream was to join the mafia and support him. And of course, it'd be way better if she could do it as his wife.

But after she was saved by Hibari from some random guys (it just happened to be Hibari's patrolling time, those poor souls), and then being left behind after being commented as a weakling, her dream changed.

That night, Kyoko received a call from Haru, who asked her to join a martial arts' lesson together. Kyoko could only stare at the receiver in her hands unsurely, wondering exactly what was going on in her best friend's mind, but finally agreed.

Since then Haru's dream was to be stronger, to prove that she's not a weakling, so that she would be able to help Hibari one day. Simply because she didn't want to feel indebted toward him forever.

(Job)

Haru's legs were starting to sway, but she needed to keep going. Her eyes were begging her to just go home and sleep, but she needed to keep them open. She's sweating and the thing she wanted to do the most was to take a cool she's not going to give up.

No. Not yet.

She finally got his trust after she joined The Foundation for a year. It's easy to get in The Foundation, because her brain's surely needed. The hard part was to get Hibari's trust and prove that she's useful. Now that she (probably) had his trust she didn't want to lose it. She didn't want to lose her chance to be useful for Tsuna and the famiglia.

Hibari was the leader of The Foundation, that meant he's her boss. And her job was to do what was told by her boss.

She groaned softly.

'Still', she thought, 'is looking for Hibird part of her job? Haru's boss really hates her! He knew Hibird will come to him sooner or later, after all. So why did he purposely told her to go away in this heat to look for it? Hibari Kyouya sure was a mean person!'

She pouted and complained inside her head. All the while looking up and down for a hint of yellow that seemed to be hiding in purpose.

Sometimes Haru thought her job was to keep Hibari amused. She wouldn't protest openly, thought. The least thing she wanted was providing him more entertainment by her useless attempt to go against him.

Never.

(Hobby)

Babysitting children, baking cookies, eating cakes with her friends, and cosplaying were her hobbies. And people would be able to find out just by looking. Those were still her hobbies until now, but people wouldn't be able to tell by looking, especially those in the same mafia business who only knew her recently.

She sighed, playing with the grass as she crouched down under the tree' shades. Sounds of something being hit could be heard clearly, along with the sounds of liquids splattered on the ground, Haru ignored them easily. She kept her eyes focused on the grass, and her mind on what's her mother cook for dinner today

After a long while, she glanced at the sound's source and sighed heavily. If her acquaintances saw her there and then, they'd probably think she's a sadist. She's not a sadist, if anything, she's a masochist. She's used to pain, especially mentally. Since her loves were unrequited, and yet she still somehow yearned for that person.

The person whom she loved chose her best friend instead, and they stayed friend up till this day. There was no way she would hate Kyoko. They promised, after all, that whoever Tsuna chose, they'd still be friends. And breaking promises definitely was not on her list of favourite things to do.

See? The point was, she's in no way a sadist.

She let out a weak 'Hahi' as the wind played with her short hair, messing her hair and cutting off her train of thought. Great, and she spent quite a while to do her hair too. The wind brought along the strong scent of blood and she frowned. She's slowly getting used with this, but could people really call her a sadist?

"What are you doing," more of a statement than a question (judging from the tone used), Haru lifted her head when the person walked away. Haru quickly stood, and followed him.

Can people really call her a sadist for following her boss and accidentally witnessing him beating down some assassins sent by the other famiglia?

She didn't enjoy watching the fights, it's not a hobby, really. She's not a sadist, her boss was. And if someone didn't believe it, she'd say her boss' name: Hibari Kyoya.

(Prince)

Every girl actually dreamed to be a princess, no matter how hard they deny it. Every girl wanted a prince for themselves, no matter how selfish that made them sounded. Haru envied Kyoko, who's cute and elegant just like a princess in those faerie tales she read and loved. Haru envied Chrome, who found herself a prince to protect her no matter when and where. And it definitely was not hatred that she felt when Haru's heart thudded painfully as she saw Kyoko walk beside her prince, who swore to protect the red haired one forever.

Haru shook her head violently, erasing the image. She's not going to destroy their friendship. She huffed, angry to herself. She threw a pebble toward a tree not so far, trying to get rid of the feeling inside her by doing so. Praying so that whatever ill thoughts that passed her mind would go away quietly.

"Hahii!" she jumped in surprise when something flew past her. She turned to find Hibird fluttering its wings just a few inches away from her face, she sighed in relief.

She reached out her hand and Hibird flew to her, resting on her finger. She recalled a scene from her old faerie tales' books which pictured a princess talk and sing to the bird perched on her hand, and giggled.

Just like this, in her working place, she could feel like a princess. That was if she could slack off unnoticed by her boss.

'Maybe' she thought, humming to herself and Hibird (Namimori anthem, of course), 'Just maybe,' she added as she passed colorful flowers planted carefully (the best for Vongola, even more, it's Hibari's territory, the best was a must), 'Haru's prince is someone around." She finished her thought, a smile formed on her face. Hibird flew, and she ran after it.

Haru immediately turned away and ran to the opposite direction when she spotted Hibari. There, in the direction where Hibird flew to, stood its owner, waiting for his pet to come to him.

'Please not that one, Kami-sama….' Was her pray.

(Princess)

When Hibari Kyoya was five, his mother once said,

"Hey, Kyoya, when you're a grown up, you must be a person who can treat a lady well." He didn't replied, automatically making his mother thought that he didn't understand what she meant.

"I mean," she smiled, "Make sure to protect the one important to you, your very own princess." She pinched his cheeks and he frowned, "Be the most charming prince," she added, smiling widely.

"Are princes great?" he asked, trying to make his mother let go of his cheeks. She nodded eagerly. Not too far, his father only sipped his tea calmly while reading the newspaper, clearly unwilling to participate in that kind of talk.

"Then I'll bite those princes to death, and be the only one on the top of world." He stated simply, his father reached out his hand and pat his head, smirking. His mother only frowned.

HIbari Kyoya opened his eyes to find himself in an adult's body, seeing a familiar ceiling in his work place. His eyes darted around his surrounding, and he then looked at the time. At times like this, Hibird's probably outside with that Hahi-ing herbivore. He stood, yawning, then proceeding to walk outside.

When he's outside, he spotted the herbivore and Hibird. He leaned his back against a tree, not bothering to go to pick up the bird, knowing that Hibird would surely come to him in no time.

They looked happy, that woman's dancing with Hibird flying around her. Hibari recalled a page in the book of faerie tales that his mother gave him (the book had been torn five seconds after he flipped through the pages). Where the schizophrenic and disillusioned princess sang and dance with birds, butterflies, and other animals.

Hibird flew toward him, with the herbivore following. But a few seconds after she stopped and ran to the opposite direction. Hibari raised an eyebrow. As a sign of acknowledgement and something akin to 'what the heck are you doing?' instead of normal greetings.

'I don't need princess.' Was his thought. 'Much less one like that.' He added, nodding in agreement to himself and walked away with Hibird perched on his head.

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A.N: Uuuhm…because I'm rewriting each chapters, please expect the update to come really late, okay? I could only hope you will be able to enjoy this story more. :D

Please forgive the errors?