"Strange, I was just doing my patrols when I heard noises. Why are you here instead being in your classes?" said the prefect while his dark bluish grey eyes narrowed at the sight of them.
"H-Hibari-san!" panicked Tsuna as he began to frantically look for their hall passes.
Hmph! Talk about bad timing. Scowled the teen, as he looked at the person standing before him considering how he interrupted the two just when they were finally settling down to a comfortable ground.
"So the bird has finally decided to leave the nest." He couldn't help but say as his frown deepened when no emotion flashed against those gray blue depths.
"And the dog had finally decided to return to its master." Replied the prefect with a sigh as he ignored how the brunette's face exhibited a look almost close to chocking as he held his breath for the chaos that was about to erupt.
Silence filled the air.
It was almost deafening as the howl of a lone breeze the swept across them.
It was like the calm before the storm, the tension between the two fighters grew so thick one could almost slice it with a knife.
"Hmph! Let's go Tenth." Sighed the bomber as he turned his back and proceeded to leave earning him a raised brow from Hibari while Tsuna could only gape at him.
"As expected of a pathetic stray… You turn away with your tail between your legs." Taunted the raven-haired teen a bit curious to see how much had this special training had morphed the bomber since he could clearly see the defined form of muscles hiding beneath the uniform.
"Whatever, Tweety!" he said with a smirk as he saw Hibari's eye twitch at the reference.
Sorry, boss. Couldn't resist. He glanced at his boss and felt a bit of chagrin when the hues of shock and dismay flooded those brown orbs.
What came next of course was expected.
Hibari charged at him in full intent of killing him. After all, Hibari Kyoya may like cute and fluffy things but that doesn't mean he likes to be referred to as such.
Man, he's fast! He observed as he dodge the incoming blow only to block another one in return pushing the attacker back as he steadied himself. As predicted, the Cloud didn't hesitate to attack him once more.
The dodge was expected.
But the non-explosive counterattack wasn't.
It went too fast.
In fact, the prefect barely felt it and hadn't had the time to acknowledge the swift strike to his back that came from his opponent. He only noticed its effects when he tried to launch from his fallen position and failed.
"It would be awhile before the feeling in your legs comes back. I suggest you sit and wait till it does. Come on Tenth, Honda sensei must be expecting us by now." Said the bomber ignoring the ominous aura coming from the Skylark as he left with the slightly petrified Decimo in tow.
"I will not let this pass." He threatened through clenched teeth but it seems that his words had fallen on deaf ears.
Or so he thought, enraging him even more.
"I will bite you to death, Gokudera Hayato." He seethed not knowing that the sharpened ears of a right-hand could still hear him.
I'll be waiting then. He anticipated as he couldn't help but be amused to have a new sparring partner while vaguely remembering how slower Hibari's moves were compared to his tutor that move with such speed and grace.
"Whatever, Tweety!"
He recalled in sheer disbelief and unmasked horror while the remark was lodged in his head.
TWEETY? HE CALLED HIM TWEETY! DOES HE HAVE A DEATH WISH! He was going to explode, the unexpected revelations he had undergone on the course of the day were nothing compared to THIS. He looked to see his friend staring at him almost worriedly as he continued to hyperventilate inside the boy's CR.
"Tenth. May be we should – " said the right-hand as he was about to suggest going to the clinic for what seems to the third time today.
"HAVE YOU GONE MAD!" he shouted not caring of how much attention they'd be getting if they were to be heard while Gokudera flinched slightly as his outburst.
"WHY THE HELL DID YOU CALL HIBARI THAT?" he continued to rant as his frustrations all came out as he continued his onslaught.
"DO YOU WANT TO DIE?"
"I KNOW HE PISSES YOU OFF BUT COULDN'T YOU JUST STICK WITH 'BASTARD' or 'TRASH'? "
"YOU'VE JUST BEEN HERE FOR A FEW HOURS! AND YOU'RE ALREADY HAVE TROUBLE WITH HIBARI! I WON'T HAVE YOU SPEND YOUR REMAINING TIME WITH US ON A HOSPITAL BED, YOU HEAR ME?"
He shouted.
He raved.
He ranted.
He continued to exclaim his worries and frustrations on the strangely silent man before him, and he was just on the brink of emptying it all out when he finally noticed the other's silence.
"SAY SOMETHING!" he ordered furiously only for his last traces of aggression to finally fade.
"Okay. I'm not mad or crazy. I called him Tweety because I wanted to. That's all. And no, I don't want to die nor do I plan of spending my days on the hospital bed. And as for the 'bastard' and 'trash' thing. I think Xanxus has that in the bag." He answered the boy methodically as he continued to observe the rise and fall of Tsuna's panicked state.
"Now that we have that cleared out, why don't we go back to class. I'm already oriented with the place and I don't think the school rules aren't as different as those of Nami-Middle." Said the teen with a sigh as he turned his back but stopping at the door's entrance as he turned back awaiting his boss.
"You really have changed Gokudera." Concluded he boy rather solemnly, not noticing how those stormy tempests flinched at the comment.
"I know. But if you're expecting me to not to… then you're in for a surprise." He whispered not bothering to hide the hint of sadness that colored his tone.
… to be continued…
A/N:*hides behind a wall * Yes… it was Hibari… the winner for the 'guess who' contest is Yamamoto Takeshi 2980…just pm your request you have one and I'll do my best to get too it. =) I gave Gokudera some fighting skills besides middle and long range ones… is it okay? Once again thank you for reading and pls review…I want to know your reactions. Suggestions are much appreciated btw…who knows I might add a few extra chapters rather than what was originally planned…I'm already editing some chapters… *grins*
*the note that what follows can be ignored since it might feature my slowly crumbling sanity… unless it actually interests you*
Author's Current Mental Status: My mind went haywire… HOW THE HELL COULD I POSSIBLY BE THAT STUPID! *briefly wallows in self pity* *little voice tries to comfort* So you only got FIVE HOURS of sleep in the span of 48 HOURS, and flunked the thing… the week's finally up. *sleep deprived eyes shine in joy* I'M FREEEEEEE! *imagines oneself dancing and jumping like a complete fool only to stop* SLEEEEEP! I NEED TO SLEEP! *runs off to hibernate for a week*