Chapter 3

Who the hell was she. With such attitude, she had the nerve to glare at him. To ignore him. She was stupid enough to actually challenge the prefect. Appearing from nothing, with that powerful aura around her as she fell from the clouds. He had no idea why he saved her. It happened without him thinking. His body moving without permission to intercept this strangers fall. Perhaps he was just temporarily inticed by that quick flash of power he sensed in her. There was nothing now, only a normal herbivore, that pissed him off.

He couldn't deny she was easy on the eyes. Almost getting a plain view of her breasts was a little shocking though. That shoulder length black hair which held light red highlights, was resting against her two lumps. Ridiculous. Clearly violating Namimori middle standards. In fact the longer he looked at her the more angry he became. The way she was dressed, was that some kind of absurd joke? That expression on her face, blank and dark like she was giving in. It infuriated him. He wanted to see it again, that defiance. The fierceness of her eyes caused something inside him to burn. No one ever looked at him like that. Those light blood red eyes were strange enough. Though pale in comparison to that idiot Rokudo Mukuro's eye.

Something about this pathetic girl made his blood boil. He slowly stalked toward her like a lion hunting its prey. Carefully watching her every move, her face never changed. It stayed dull and numb. He had enough. He would make her regret challenging him. The cloud gaurdian no longer cared what happened after this. Using force to make her talk, would be much more fun anyway. "This is your last chance." he spat at the girl with venom. Raising a tonfa and pressing it hard against her chest. She made no sound at the gesture. Still refusing to talk. He felt a smile curve his lips. In a flash she was on the ground again, leaning over her, his tonfa against her throat blocking her airway.

A small gasp escaped her, yet she made no move to get away or fight back. She held his eyes with her own. Never looking away as he pushed harder against her. causing her breathing to grow ragged. Her lungs struggling to draw in air. And still her expression never changing. He released her throat, using his second tonfa to slam her against the closest wall. He stood in front of her, leaving her several openings in case she wanted to try anything that might excite him.

"Quiet until the end hm?" he purred at her. Internly he was reasoning through all the ways he might make her elicit some reaction. Anything at all but this dullness. He could tell she was restraining herself. Fighting against her own body to not make a move. He quickly stepped back and slammed his tonfa against her arm. She winced slightly but made no sound.

He hit her again and again, with no reaction. His blow to the side of her face had sent her tumbling to the floor. A small stream of blood poured down the side of her mouth.

His hand reached out to lift her from the ground and continue their little game. The moment his fingers touched her, she slapped his hand away with blinding speed. Surprising both of them. There it was! That look in her eyes. The one he longed to see. Now that he thought about it, he hadn't actually been making skin contact. And when he had touched her head to check for a fever she reacted the same way. So that was it. "Oh, so I just need to touch you hm?" He was amused again. Smirking in victory.

He was behind her before she could blink. Securing both of her wrists in his hands he pressed her against the floor stomach first. His knee dug into her lower back as she was stuggling beneath him. He lowered his head to her and whispered sweetly at the base of her neck. "Feel like talking now?" suddenly the girl flared to life and caught him off gaurd with a headbutt. Taking advantage of his balance being shifted she pushed him off with a shocking strength he didnt think possible for such a small person. He landed on his butt, she was rolling away from him. He was still much faster, On top of her again. pinning her down face up this time. he used his legs to keep hers from flailing. Using one hand to secure both of hers above her head. His free hand grasped around her throat roughly. "Wow, that was exiting, what now?" he smirked.

She blushed a deep crimson. Did she actually enjoy this? He tightened his grip and her face turned bright red. A strangled moan parted her lips. It sent a strange fluttering into his stomach. Before he could act on anything more. The door to the comittee room flew open. An annoying idiot came rushing inside. "Kyo are you alright? what's going..." Tetsuya stopped midsentence when he took a good look around the place. It must have been a sight. Couch toppled, cracks in the wall. His leader Hibari Kyoya seemingly strangling a girl wearing a towel with blood dripping from her nose and mouth.

His vice chairman was too stunned to move. His hands were full with a spare Diciplinary uniform. He intended for the herbivore to wear his precious uniform? Oh well, He had become bored upon tetsuya's appearance anyway. He released the girl and sat behind his desk as though nothing had happened. "Well? Give her the clothes." his tone uninterested he motioned for the man to aid the girl. "Uh... Yeah."the delinquent obeyed without question.

From his peripherals he thought he saw the stange girl look as disappointed as he was. No time to dwell on the matters, the infant passed through the doors, along with.. "Sawada Tsunayoshi."