Author's Note: I need someone like Hikari in my life. :OX I'm a mess. I've been there, too, Murasaki.
2/5: She is Smart, Responsible and Dependable
The alarm clock blared in his ear.
"School..." He slowly sat up and tried running a hand through his hair. Tried being the key word. His hand got stuck on knot of hair. Whatever, he thought. His bed creaked as he positioned himself against the headboard, arms crossed behind his head. The alarm was getting louder, but he ignored it. Suddenly, the door flew open to reveal a slightly-okay, really grumpy Hikari. Her hair was in a messy style and she had some thick glasses on her face.
"Turn it off."
" 'Kay." He shut it off. She sighed.
"What would you like for breakfast?"
"Cinnamon Toast Crunch-"
"-with chocolate syrup?"
"Add some Lucky Charms, too." It may have sounded gross to everyone else, but he loved having sweets, at ANY time of the day. He grabbed a scrunchie and held it out to her.
"Why do I have to fix your hair every time?"
"I won't do it and you know it bothers you when I'm 'unruly'." The short woman came over to him and he sat on the floor while she combed through his hair with her hands.
"How does it even get so tangled?" She pulled at the strands harshly.
"Ouch. Can't you put a bit more love into it, Chibi-chin?"
"You should brush it yourself if the way I do it bothers you."
This had become their early morning routine. She had been living with him for 2 months now. Slowly but surely, she added more and more rules. Such as him sleeping with a shirt on. It was safe to say that she didn't want anymore nosebleeds so that rule was implemented very quickly. He also couldn't play basketball with his trash. Even if he got it in every time, she thought it was lacking in manners. Another rule was no eating in his room. After finding a month's worth of trash in there, she couldn't bear it anymore. That wasn't even the start of how many rules she had.
"Done." She combed through the last strands and pat his back. "Get dressed. I'm driving you to school today" He blinked a few times.
"Why? I always walk with Muro-chin."
"I'm going on a field trip and the meeting spot is close to your school. Plus, your teacher wants to talk about your grades. Unfortunately, I'm responsible for that, too."
" 'Kay. Thanks, Chibi-chin."
"Just get going." She rolled her eyes.
Murasakibara shut the door and stepped out of the car. He shifted his bag and sucked on a strawberry lollipop.
"Chibi-chin."
"Yes?"
"Are you gonna walk me to class?"
"I suppose so. I do have to talk to your teacher and coach about your failing grades." She stood in front of Atsushi, looking different from how she did in the morning. Now she was wearing some professional-looking clothes and some cute Oxford's. They started walking as Murasakibara lead the way. She took a sip of her coffee. He made a face.
"Eww. You shouldn't eat bitter stuff. They make your teeth turn black."
"And sweets make your teeth fall out. Both are bad. You like sweets and I like bitter food."
"No wonder. They say you are what you eat."
"Since when were you sweet?" A few boys stare at the girl next to Atsushi. He looked down at her. What were they looking at? Murasaki reached his locker and put his basketball stuff in there. Himuro walked up to him.
"Hey, you two."
"Muro-chin."
"Himuro."
"What are you doing here, Hikari-senpai?"
"I have to check on my kohai's grades."
"You're failing again?"
"Yeah." He shook his head.
"Maybe you should get a tutor." The bell rung. "Anyway, I'll see you." He waved. Murasakibara munched on the lollipop. The two were just about to start walking again when a group of boys came up to him.
"Hey, Mura!" They were his classmates.
"Oh. Hey." The boys started eyeing her up.
"Who are you?" One of them asked Hikari.
"Why don't you go out with a cool Senpai like me?"
"You have sexy legs. Do you work them out?"
"I think we would make a good couple-" She suddenly growled, interrupting them.
"Be quiet, brats." They blinked. "Listen, I'm not here to speak with high school students. Now leave Atsushi and I alone."
"What are you gonna do?"
"What are you? 4 feet tall? Oh sorry 4'11". My bad." She ran a hand through her hair. Murasakibara placed his large hand on her head. It was strangely comforting.
"Don't worry, Chibi-chin." He glared at them. There was a very dark aura around him and his classmates backed off.
"I can't believe it. This is..." She stared at his grades, appalled.
"Sorry, Chibi-chin." He placed his hand on her head.
"You're lucky you have a scholarship because these grades are unacceptable. Would your parents be proud?" He shrugged.
"You act more like my parents than my parents." Murasaki scratched his head, confusing himself.
"I'll have to tutor you."
"Whut."
"I can't really afford to hire one. I ranked 13 in my class, so my tutelage should be good enough."
"13? Like, 13%? That's pretty high."
"No. 13 overall. I was in the 0.1 percent."
"Wao. Chibi-chin, you're amazing."
