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家庭教師ヒットマン REBORN! © 天野明
Chapter Three—A One Person Game
I extend my fingertips all the way to your throat.
Fran wasn't stupid, despite some individuals common belief. He knew when something was going on, what the answers were to most questions and, mostly, when something was bothering the only person he'd bothered to keep close for years. It was quite simple how he was able to tell; by Kyouya also allowing him to be there, his quirks were obvious.
And at that moment, as the male stiffened beside him, Fran's intuition flared. Only watching with muted interest out of the corner of his eye, it wasn't apparent upon the green-haired male's face that he was curious at all. If anything, it looked as though he was about to fall asleep at any given moment—though, he could usually leave that to Kyouya instead. Yet as he glanced at Kyouya beside him, that wasn't the case at that moment. Rather than the usual dazed expression that was across his face, his lips were pressed into a firm line, attention directed solely at the front of the class.
Another mystery from the master of indifference. Fran rolled his eyes to himself, not sure whether it had piqued his interest or not. Possibly, there was an animal that had been shown at the front of the class to catch the brunet's attention. Then remembering that the lesson hadn't even started yet, Fran slowly turned his head to peer at what could have been more interesting than the annoyance that he was in general. Riling up the other was one of his favourite activities, and he knew for sure that tapping with a pencil worked a treat. Also tapping his fingers loudly on the desk, too, worked. He continued to do so at that moment, with his fingernails barely scraping against the material of the desk. As the rhythm was set, there was no added amusement from the movement. Kyouya wasn't effected at all—he looked disgusted, more than anything, but it wasn't towards him.
"Senpai," Fran drawled, purposely tapping his pencil louder than before. The other's eyebrow didn't twitch, nor did his expression change. "Are you starstruck over the teacher?" That was all there was at the front, simply a blushing blond who happened to be staring right back at Kyouya. Though, his expression was something else than disgusted: surprised.
Suspicious, the green-haired male though to himself, the thought barely reflected within his irides. He simply stared at the new teacher for a moment, much like the rest of the class was, before regarding him as boring. At least that was until he slapped his hand over his mouth, turning his head so the blond strands covered his expression. He reached for the papers he had been clutching beforehand, wrinkling the pieces of paper within his one tense palm. Far more tense than he had been stepping into the room, originally. Someone else weird has appeared.
"Senpai," he repeated. "Blondie will be an easy target." One of the ways to pass time for them during school happened to not be a good one—it had caused them to visit the principal far too many times, but with him and Kyouya together, they somehow went away without anything happening.
Kyouya was still far too busy staring to respond to Fran's comment.
"Sorry—I, well," Dino stumbled over his words, awkwardly running his fingers through his hair to avoid looking around. A few of the students laughed to themselves while Fran looked on, bored, before choosing to turn slowly to his side.
Kyouya normally responded to fast movements, making it so the dinosaur approach was one of the most amusing. Within his own time, Fran reached to poke the other's cheek while saying, "Senpai," as he did so. He pressed harder from no reaction, the inside of Kyouya's cheek pressing against his teeth. Before he could blink the older male had pushed his hand to the side, loudly pushing his chair back as it scrapped across the floor. His eyes had been narrowed—briefly sending a glare Fran's way—before stalking out of the room. Fran blinked bemusedly before staring at his fingertip. "Oops."
He didn't get the chance to follow after him amused before someone else took the liberty to do so. It was a rare occurrence, for sure, as no one else usually tried to get involved between them. Though, the blonde hadn't been there long enough to know. Only the slightest twitch of Fran's eyebrow showed, but his curiosity was certainly piqued as Dino followed Kyouya out of the room, the classroom door slammed after them both. He could see the blonde visibly flinch from the noise for a moment before he was out of sight.
"Perfect new teacher," he murmured, being overheard by others within the class. They smirked at him as he casually strolled by, taking his dear time not wanting to interrupt what was happening outside the classroom door. It was obvious that the two of them knew each other, even if Kyouya wasn't willing to admit that. That, or his period had come halfway through class and he needed to run away to get a tampon. "Poor thing having a menstrual system."
His footsteps were barely audible as the classroom door closed softly behind him. Fran had to assume where they were; it wasn't obvious at all, since he couldn't hear any talking at that moment. His first guess was the empty classroom next door to were they were, but all that greeted the green-haired male was a soft breeze from the opened window. He frowned slightly before moving on down the hall, hands within his pocket as he resisted yawning. It was his own fault that he was tired—waiting up for Kyouya to return was a stupid idea. Even more so was when he proposed it, expecting him to reject the idea before he had a chance to think. Fran had initially been surprised when Kyouya accepted it, even more so when he returned loudly that morning. Through the day he had a good sense of his noise level, but when the time became well past three o'clock in the morning, he seemed to be oblivious to how loud he was being. Though, it had always been like that. Kyouya was as oblivious as they came.
Fran snorted quietly to himself as he remembered an incident in the past. Of course, when they were younger there had been admirers for the older male. He hadn't been aware of them somehow, and one of the girls had approached Fran instead. They were from the room two doors down to where they had been staying, and Fran had barely known her name. A girl Kyouya had been close with, and still was, had ushered the stranger away before scoffing at the letter that had been dropped. Always rejected they were, and from as far as Kyouya knew, no one had ever looked at him in that way.
Stopping outside of the men's bathroom, Fran's interest deepened when he heard a noise from inside. It seemed to be just the splashing of water at first—either someone purposely urinating upon the floor, or washing their face—and before he knew it, he had taken a step forward to carry on searching.
That was when he heard the distinct growl within their voice. "Just get out."
"Can you just let me explain, please?" It was definitely the two of them; their voices were recognisable, especially from Kyouya's tone. Fran crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the wall beside the door. Their words were audible, but only snippets could be heard properly. "I know you don't—"
"You're right, I don't."
Tapping his index finger against his chin, Fran pondered what they could have been talking about. There was definitely a connection, though they didn't seem particularly close. Kyouya had said he was involved in a fight the night before—meaning he lost the bet of sorts—but Dino hadn't been injured at all.
"Kyouya—"
Suspicious, Fran repeated his previous thought. He thought he had known most of the people Kyouya chose to be around; there were a fair few, after all. The next part of their conversation couldn't be made out and the sound of water running had stopped.
"I'm the one in the wrong here?" Dino sounded incredulous. "I thought you were twenty! Imagine my surprise when I saw you sat in my class."
"I do not know you," Kyouya stressed to reply, obviously irked. The tone of his voice wasn't a good one—Fran knew from experience. Usually at that point in time, he'd inwardly grimace before remarking something sarcastically, waving his hand and walking away quickly.
"Are you going to pretend yesterday didn't happen?" ...Yesterday. Kyouya lost bad enough that he's ashamed to remember it? Fran thought wickedly, curious to find out what had happened fully. He wouldn't have put it past the brunet to reject anyone who excelled in whatever he was good at, he had far too much pride to acknowledge them. "Kyouya." Dino sighed. "I was drunk."
He lost to a drunkard? Even worse for his pride. If Fran had wanted to give away his position, he would've laughed to himself. He had never fought Kyouya seriously, but now he was starting to doubt him completely. All of his tales of disciplining others could have been greatly exaggerated.
"Were you not listening to me, herbivore?" Kyouya hissed loudly, Fran taking an unconscious step away from the door just in case they were moving. Eavesdropping on Kyouya wasn't a particularly smart idea, and paired with the fact he was annoying him in class, too, it couldn't have gone well. Frowning slightly, Fran leaned against the wall again, that time crossing his arms over his chest. All of the information he'd gathered at that point wasn't looking good—more than anything, It was just making him start to doubt to the brunet. But then again, he had been there during some of the fights, having caused them as well, meaning he'd seen it with his own eyes. Of course, the rumours were exaggerated sometimes. "I do not know you, nor do I know what happened."
There was silence for awhile, long enough that Fran swore he could hear their breathing as there was no footsteps present. He would've furrowed his eyebrows if he could have been bothered, but then Dino spoke again. "What?" he asked quite loudly, speaking fast.
"Is that enough to get you to leave me alone?" From the soft noise inside, it was obvious Kyouya was tapping his foot from impatience. Never one to wait, Fran mused. "You're going to lose your job if you stay here any longer." His tone contradicted his words, though, as there was no concern laced within.
"I think I'm going to lose my job, anyway." Dino was distressed as he said so, sighing afterwards. "Can we... talk about this after class, Kyouya?"
"What makes you think I'll be going back there?" Shuffling his feet, Fran sidestepped away from the entrance, biting softly on his lower lip while trying to decide what time was the best to walk away. The other option was to appear in front of them, quickly dodge Kyouya's tonfa before introducing himself to the one who was able to bring the brunet to his knees in defeat. At least, that was what he had gathered. "You do not know me well enough to call me my name."
As his hand brushed over his pocket, Fran gently raised his eyebrow before revealing his phone. Gripping it in his hands, surprise wasn't present on his expression as it started to vibrate. It was the normal time for them to call, but it provided an excuse.
"Nice timing, Master," he drawled, although it sounded more sarcastic than intended. Gently pushing the bathroom door open, he pulled the phone away before receiving the answer. "Senpai!" Fran called loudly. "B-Cup's on the phone for you!" The sentence was a lie, but it was worth it to hear the blonde become startled while Kyouya quickly hid it.
With fast steps the brunet strode forward, fury etched across his expression. "How long have you been there, Fran?" he hissed, fingers itching to reach for his weapons. Behind him, Dino's face was a shade of red again as he was unsure whether to advance. "How much did you hear?"
"I heard everything." Maybe not. "From butterbutt admitting he molested you, to you saying how wonderful it was and wanted it to happen again."
Kyouya blinked. "Enough." He pushed Fran's back by his head, palm connecting with his forehead as he frowned. "I don't need you, of all people, acting like a stalker."
"What if that leaves a bruise?" he complained, rubbing the spot Kyouya had touched while taking a step back. "I'll look like a neglected child, they'll slap my picture over posters and I'll be the new face of abuse!" The phone was still in his hand placed by his side, enough so that Mukuro could overhear what was being said.
"At least you'd be making money then, do you even realise how much the rent is?"
"Are you suggesting I should sell my body, Senpai?" Fran raised his eyebrow, pursing his lips as he did so. "That would cost too much, no one would buy."
"That, or your opinion of yourself is too high, idiot." Kyouya flicked his forehead, casually the green-haired male to whine softly before the brunet added, "You'd be an awful prostitute."
"Oh, you'd be much better." He rolled his eyes. "We could spend money on wonderful panties for you; would you prefer lace or frills?"
"I would not belittle myself and have sex with a stranger." Kyouya narrowed his eyes, both of them becoming aware they weren't alone when the blonde coughed from a few metres behind. Fran merely peeked over the brunet's shoulder, noting their height different annoyingly, while Kyouya glared at the blonde instead. "Is something funny?"
"No." Dino shook his head, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck while smiling sheepishly. "I'll talk to you later when you're alone, okay?"
Purposely speaking louder, so they could be clearly heard on the phone, Fran said, "Can I be included in the illegal conversation, too? I've always wanted a pedophile as a friend."
For a moment Dino looked shocked, stopping in his steps, before he shook his head again. He was good with being wound up from what it seemed, Fran's amusement deteriorating from the reaction. "I'm not a pedophile," he defended himself quietly. "You two need to get back to class, I can still flunk you, you know."
"I'm not cut out to be a homeless vagabond," the green-haired male mused, pursing his lips. "Hey, Senpai," he called, leaning against the brunet's back. Kyouya didn't stiffen as he did so, accustomed to the movement. "Buy me a bindle; a nice one, though, I can't have people mocking me."
"Why do I associate myself with you?" Kyouya asked, mostly to himself, before pushing Fran away by his forehead again. Making it so the smaller male was at an arms distance away, he scowled before turning to glare at the blonde again. "There's nothing to talk about later."
"Kyouya." Dino sighed again, unsure where to look. "Look. I didn't know that was normal for you, but I do need to speak to you, okay?"
"Butterbutt, what about me?" Fran whined monotonously, trying to get him to walk away quicker. As lovely as the conversation he'd overheard and then participated in, he was sure Mukuro was going to start speaking through the phone soon. Kyouya wouldn't have been able to miss that, and considering the last bit wasn't making much sense, there was barely any time. "It's not good to have a favourite student already."
"...I don't think you'll be my favourite." Dino blinked. "Watch your language, too, I don't want to get harassed by the principal because of it." He sidestepped around them, tugging onto the sleeves that had been rolled up to cover the tattoos quickly. "I'll give you both five minutes to return." When he walked away, Dino made sure to look over his shoulder, just enough to make eye contact with Kyouya while Fran whistled quietly.
"Young love, eh?" he risked saying, dodging the fist that came his way. He jumped back, holding his hands up in mock surrender before realising he was clutching the phone, placing it behind his back quickly.
"You said Nee-sama was on the phone, didn't you?" Kyouya pressed, taking a step forward. He looked more infuriated than before, only a hint of relief in his expression as his eyes quickly darted over Fran's head to make sure the blonde had walked away.
Oh dear. "B-Cup probably gave up and went to massage herself," he drawled, "you know what it's like for girls nowadays. A competition for breasts."
"Fran," he stressed with narrowed eyes. "Show some respect."
"That's not really for me, you know?" Fran shrugged his shoulders, taking another step backwards with the phone still behind him. "You can talk to her later, anyway, you're supposed to be in class." A dismissive wave of his hand was added, along with a noise, too. "Shoo, shoo, Senpai."
"So are you." He raised an eyebrow, though the tone was low. "I'm not playing this game with you, Fran."
"Game?" Fran blinked innocently, trying to give off the aura of doing nothing wrong. He was sure the older male could hear clearly through the phone what was being said, even worse about Kyouya's reactions. That was the point of the call, after all, but Mukuro never usually got to eavesdrop. "Did you hit your head while you were out here, or have you always been this confused?" he drawled, trying to distract him. "Has it leaked into your sexual orientation, too, Senpai? Are you confused completely?"
"...It's my turn to make dinner, and you're not getting any." And with that said, Kyouya stalked away after glaring at him briefly, his mood fouler than it had been that morning.
Just to rile him up, Fran shouted, "Do you need more tampons?"
-x-
"That was risky what you did there, Fran," Mukuro commented, obviously raising his eyebrow although the green-haired male couldn't see. Amusement had leaked into his tone as he said so, apparently having heard all that had been said. "I thought you didn't want young Kyouya to find out what you were doing?"
"He's going to find out at some point." He snorted. "Kyouya's not an idiot sometimes."
"Sometimes." Mukuro laughed lowly. "But he's certainly an idiot when it comes to you."
-x-
Making sure his hands were firmly pressed against the wall in front of him, Fran peeked out from the corner, just to make sure who he thought was there really was. Kyouya was situated on the floor, as per usual, and was taking one of his ever famous naps that he liked to. There had been some talk within the class, while he wasn't there, of course, that there might have been a competition to see who could disturb it and get away without any bruises. That was before Fran had before to socialise properly with them, if he was being honest. Throwing casual insults couldn't have been counted, much less when Kyouya had been at his side. He'd sarcastically scoffed at their comments, saying it was quite easy to do so, and that the idea itself was quite ridiculous before taking his leave. They had shut up since then, thankfully, but still eyed him oddly sometimes.
"I know you're there, Fran," came Kyouya's voice while he was absorbed in his thoughts. Fran blinked, mildly surprised that his position had been given away immediately before shaking his head. Trust him, he mused, to know that anyone was trying to disturb his sleep. Fran was sure he'd only peeked around the corner one or twice, but certainly not long enough to gain attention. Then again, it could have been his teal shade of hair.
"Go back to sleep, tofuhead," he commanded, ducking behind the wall again.
"I can't sleep while I can hear you breathing." Kyouya was most likely scowling. From the rustling of clothing, he was most likely pushing himself up from the floor or the wall, too. Never one to let his guard down, even though he was familiar with the trespasser. He had always been like that—even if there was some form of trust between them, the brunet was always cautious. He constantly locked his door at night, too, and back when they were situated within the orphanage—and considerably younger—he'd barricaded himself inside until he was allowed to have a room to himself. "Stop it."
"Command is invalid," Fran teased monotonously. One of the things he had been teased about before was his voice, but speaking in the way he did made him stand out less than originally. With a different accent altogether, he would have definitely been mocked more.
"You have a heart, you're not a robot." Footsteps mingled in with the sound of his voice. "Why is it you're here now? We don't have anything to talk about." He soon appeared from around the corner, Fran inwardly grimacing as he was stared down. Definitely, there was something to talk about. "Or perhaps you'd like to talk about your lie?"
"I admit, I'm a female really," Fran sighed dramatically, shaking his head for effect as he leaned against the wall. It was better to avoid eye contact while he was using dramatics for the subject to change; there was more than enough things that he could have been caught out on, but Kyouya only became aware of the most obvious. And from what the teal-haired male could conclude, it wasn't anything serious at that moment. There was still a slight teasing tone to his voice, rather than the low and cold tone he had become accustomed to while they were out of their comfort zone. "My breasts just won't hide themselves sometimes."
"You've either gained weight, or simply turned crazy. You have no breasts whatsoever, Fran, stop being idiotic." With another flick against Fran's forehead, he stumbled back for dramatics, a mocking horrified expression across his face. "Nee-sama wasn't on the phone to you earlier." For evidence, Kyouya withdrew his own from his pocket, lighting up the screen as he searched for something.
Fran mentally cursed before deciding to keep his lie going. "B-Cup could have forgotten, you know how hopeless she is."
"Without her you wouldn't be here," Kyouya reminded him with a stern gaze.
"She tripped!" Fran explained for the umpteenth time, breaking eye contact as he crossed his arms. There were some lines that he couldn't cross, and he'd already tested them earlier that day. One of the people that Kyouya didn't want to be taunted right in front of his face had to have been his "sister" of sorts. She was six years older than them and barely appeared, but always tried to keep in touch. Though, it didn't work well when Fran answered the phone, insulted her than hung up. He wasn't too keen on her attitude, especially the attacks—or, rather, hugs—that she sent his way whenever they met. His view on her was completely different to Kyouya's, and he never allowed himself to be corrected. Forever wrong, he was.
"She gave us her apartment." Fran could feel Kyouya's glare on his face, not ceasing as the seconds ticked by. If he was looking for some sort of apology for doubting the female—one that had almost scarred him from the stupid antics she pulled—he was definitely barking up the wrong tree. "And you do nothing but annoy her."
"I do nothing but annoy you, Senpai." Fran took his turn to annoy the brunet right back, arching an eyebrow as they made eye contact again. Classes were still in session at that moment, making it so their breaths were audible from the lack of noise. If too much noise was created, no one would've bothered to tell them to do anything. Kyouya had some sort of a strange power from his complex of being in control. Although it had caused them to be alone as they were at that time—isolated where they had been for years—it still ceased to amaze him. Sometimes, though, Fran had to doubt him. "It's one of my most charming points, didn't you know?"
"One of them certainly isn't calling me that," Kyouya proclaimed, frowning before he turned around and slumped against the wall, in his previous position. That time Fran joined him, his back sliding against the wall before he was settled down, arms by his sides with his knees drawn to his chest.
"This is like sitting on a fat cat."
"You've never sat on a fat cat, Fran," he pointed out, closing his eyes. The smaller male simply shrugged to himself, agreeing in his mind that it was how he imagined it would have felt—uncomfortable, and easy to feel any of the lumps below. "Go to class."
"Not while you're limping, tofuhead." Just because the taller male acted indifferent, and Fran tried to mask what was going on in his head most of the time didn't mean their relationship was strained. There was a small bit of concern, Fran having mentioned nothing to Mukuro out of it. "I know what happened."
Surprisingly, Kyouya froze. Fran blinked in surprise, turning his head slowly to see whether the reaction was true. Almost teasing Kyouya clenched the hand nearest to the teal-haired male into a fist, though not moving it from beside him. "You do?" he asked through his teeth, voice practically a growl.
"Your poor pride was shattered to pieces," Fran drawled, placing a hand over his heart for effect. It didn't have the light-hearted effect he had hoped for—if he was any weaker, he might have flinched from the intensity of the glare that came his way. "Your secret isn't safe with me," he continued, nodding his head. "I'll sell it to the press, you know I would."
That might have actually been a good idea; many had wanted to know what Kyouya Hibari's weakness was—if he possibly had one—and interviewing the new teacher seemed the best option to know how. Fran told himself to remember to ask, or, rather, demand to know the details. He could have easily planned to eavesdrop on the two again, but then again he had been caught the first time.
"To—" Fran had started before a breath of surprise escaped his lips. He was pressed against the cold cement of the floor before he could have so much as blinked, shock onto reflected in his irides for a moment or two. The harsh metal of a tonfa was against his throat, restricting some of his airflow but not enough to have been harmful. It was a threat, that was all, just like the temperature of the steel.
"If you're threatening me," Kyouya growled, pressing the tonfa closer, "I won't hesitate to eliminate you."
"You don't have the guts," the teal-haired male mocked monotonously, not convinced at all that the damage he'd receive would be fatal. Of course he'd been on the receiving end of cuts, scratches and scrapes galore, but it had never been enough to send him to the hospital. "All you tell are lies, right, Kyouya?"
"You..." A sick thrill ran through him as he watched the brunet glare at him. There were reasons they had been both abandoned, of course, and only at times like them did the they become apparent. The tonfa was pressed harder against his throat—enough to leave a bruise at a later time, surely a dark one, too—as Kyouya narrowed his eyes.
"I knew you both couldn't stay off each other for long," a voice cut them off, a bored drawl one that they both could recognise instantly. The weapon wasn't removed as they slowly turned their heads, though, kept firmly in place while determining whether the interruption was worth it. "Hand over the money, Haru."
Along with the loud footsteps, a hybrid between a squawk and a shriek escaped a woman's mouth. "F-Fran!" she gasped.
AN: Due to personal problems this chapter is extremely late, so sorry for that. I've been drawing a lot more, too, that's taken up a lot of time. Kuro and I weren't on speaking terms after the last update, so she will no longer be helping with Fran's speech. This chapter and from now on will solely just be my attempt; in advance, I'm sorry for my loose interpretation of him. Fran will not be paired up with Belphegor in this story, and I don't think Belphegor will be involved at all. Sorry to those of you who were expecting as such, but I did clearly write in the summary which were the main pairings.
So! Two new characters introduced, but only Haru will be a main. It should be obvious who Kyouya's big sister is, right? If not... oh dear. The idea came from a joke between my good friend and I, and it seemed to fit so well with this fanfic that I wanted to include it. I know this update is short, and it's a bad attempt at Fran, but it should do for now while I get myself accustomed to writing again. I'm so tempted to include Bluebell in this, but I know I'll shove Dino and Fran out of the way for her. I can't do that~
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