A/N: Man oh man this is late to the point where I don't even deserve to ask for review and the such. However, thank you for clicking into this chapter. Second part of this chapter is in your POV instead of third person. I won't dwell for too long, happy reading!

DISCLAIMER: I still don't plan to join the slave trade and I haven't started on negotiations for owning KHR either.

Dear Omnivore

Groggy [e/c] orbs glanced around as the young girl was pulled out of her sleep. The night before had probably been some sort of nightmare. She thought to herself, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes as a yawn forced its way out into the open. Strange. Did I fall asleep in my uniform? That damn prefect and his—[y/n]'s thoughts were cut off when she realised that:

One, she wasn't in her own warm bed.

Two, there was a small, fluffy, yellow bird hovering a mere few inches away from her face.

Three, that tiny bird was singing the Namimori Chu anthem at the top of its lungs.

And lastly, four, Kyoya Hibari – aka the demon prefect of the scary-guy-that-you-should-stay-away-from - huddled in a futon that was obviously too small for his body to fit him on the ground beside her.

If it weren't for the fact that she was now fully awake, the teen probably would've fainted from pure shock. Again. Pushing the upper half of her body off of the bed, [y/n] peered closer at the sleeping Kyoya as quietly as she could, the teen couldn't help but wonder how the prefect was still so intimidating. In an angelic way, of course. Weird.

"Herbivore," steel grey orbs bored into [e/y] orbs, scaring the living daylight out of the girl and causing her to consequently fall flat on her stomach – talk about ungraceful – in front of the ravenette and earning an amused smirk while she was at it. Completely lost for words due to embarrassment and confusion, she quickly scrambled to stand and leaped over the still laying skylark.

"S-sorry, Kyo-kun!" She exclaimed, immediately falling into her somewhat more energetic character when she caught sight of her bag near the door. Her one and only exit – unless you counted the window, then again, [y/n] didn't really need a sprained ankle right before school began. Especially not when the room and window alike belonged to the infamous head of the disciplinary committee.

Letting out a surprised squeak when her frantic attempt to get away was stopped by a sudden vice-like grip on her calf, the [h/c] haired girl immediately jumped backwards to escape the warm hand. Why did he have to do that? His presence alone was intimidating enough on its own without him making sudden movements that would be able to stop a lion from moving.

"Where do you think you're going, herbivore?" Kyoya mumbled, not really wanting an answer. It was more like he wanted to be able to hear someone's voice. More specifically, hers. Wait a second, what? The herbivore's voice is annoying and is something I definitely don't want to hear it. "Leaving without permission will not be tolerated."

"This isn't Namimori Chu!" [y/n] exclaimed in protest, much louder than she would've preferred. "Besides, if you keep me here, I'll be late to school." She added pointedly, folding her arms across her chest. Sure, it wasn't the type of excuse she'd usually go for but hey, if there was some way to get out as fast as her legs could take her, she'd use it without hesitation.

"Hn." Apparently, the guy was now trying to come up with some sort of a rebuttal. Slowly. As in really, really slowly. Trying to take up as much time as he could whilst thinking of what to say, the prefect sat up. Slowly. Maybe mornings were just slow things for Kyoya Hibari. "And if you had an excuse to not go?"

That was unexpected. Tilting her head upwards, the girl scrunched her nose up slightly in thought. "I wouldn't have an excuse," She replied bluntly, turning her head back to look at the seated teen once again. "So you can't keep me here."

And cue the knowing smirk that would grace the tonfa-wielder's lips. "Why are you so sure about that?" He asked, arching a brow at her. "I am the one who handles the attendance and all those other annoying things."

"…" Sure, he had a point there but that didn't mean she was going to back down any time soon. "Sure. Later, Kyo-kun." She said with a bright grin, grabbing her bag and sprinting out the exit. She wanted to make it out alive without having to look back after all.

School this afternoon was tiring. Then again, when was it not? It was bad enough that I couldn't actually shower the night before, but now I had a demon hot on my heels too. Fantastic. Slinging the uniformed bag over my shoulder, I quickly ducked out of the room before anyone would be able to get my name out for a farewell.

Didn't need Kyo-kun overhearing during one of his patrols after all.

Changing shoes in a record time, I almost let out a groan of relief when I saw no sight of the sole person I was trying to avoid today. Most of the time, it was either one group of horrendously arrogant girls or snide comments that'd get thrown my way. They were more like pests that took up more breathing space than they needed for their big heads.

"[y/n]-chan!" I couldn't stop the cringe that appeared when I heard the sound of my name echoing through the dense air. Not something I really liked.

Spinning around on my heels – while trying to not pull a face at whoever had called my name – I came face to face with a familiar brunette. "Tsu-chan!" At least he wouldn't be reporting me in to the Disciplinary Committee. If anything, he'd probably be running away from it as fast as his scrawny body could handle.

"Ne, [y/n]-chan, do you—" Dame-Tsuna was suddenly cut off by a large metallic weapon flying straight past his face, earning a high-pitched, "HIEEEEE!" and almost a cut straight across his cheek.

"Herbivores. Loitering on school grounds is not permitted." A deep voice growled with annoyance as the owner went to pick up the other half of his tonfas.

Well, shit.

A/N: I need to stop with these weird cliff hangers. Anyway, I'm getting worse with these. This chapter was exactly a thousand words. Before I get to the review, I have questions:

Do you guys think I should continue writing in first person?

Should I switch to Kyoya's point of view?

How do I jazz this u—I mean, any suggestions as to what happens next?

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