"An Enchanting Change"

The sun had managed to rise again, as usual. The cold air outside was accompanied with a light fog that made the morning all too nostalgic. The dim light slipped through the small gaps between the curtains and awoken Hibari Kyoya.

It was Monday and he was feeling quite delighted, even though it didn't show through his stoic face, about going to his favorite Namimori high school. That warm feeling he'd get when his tonfas would crack a students skull open; that crunching sound of it made him ecstatic. Yes, looking forward to this truly made him sadistic.

He stared at the foot of his bed to see Hibird nestling on him. Great. First, the white bird acted all strange, and now the yellow bird was completely out of character, not singing the anthem at all like he would. Hibird's beady black eyes were set on something else, too busy to sing.

It was safe to assume that apparently, Hibari never took in his surroundings especially after waking up. Why? Because next to him, which he realized quite slowly, was a nuded woman with white medium length hair. She was around the same age as he was and stared at him with a familiar pair of shy eyes.

"Snow, Snow!" Hibird chirped before flying out the window, sensing that something quite awful was about to happen. Unfortunately, you, the woman, couldn't see this foreshadow and held an impossibly bright pink blush on your cheeks.

Hibari stared, wide eyed. It was the first time you'd seen him so stunned. He wasn't shocked because a naked woman was underneath his bedsheets with him. He was just simply taken off guard. You didn't understand why he was reacting like this though, since you didn't even realize the sudden... 'Change.'

Feeling healthy again, you inhaled to say the name which you held so dearly. "Hibi!- *tonfa'd."

In a moment of panic, he whacked you cleanly with his weapons of justice, not even letting out a grunt. It was all he could think of at the moment. Anyone would react in the same way if a 'stranger' had snuck into their bed. Well, if he were some normal teenage boy, he might've done something a little more 'dirty,' but still.

The next thing you knew, you were standing outside his house with only the bedsheet you had clung desperately onto as he threw you outside, slamming the door in your face along the way.

Meanwhile, inside the house, Hibari had already forgotten the intense moment and had gone back to his own business. He was a tough man, never letting anything get to him, no matter how random it was. He didn't even ask himself why a pretty woman was in his bed. "People these days," he uttered, quickly getting dressed for school. He stopped briefly, speculating the room for a certain white bird. He wondered where you were. The thought of you being the woman never occurred to him. Of course, he didn't expect for you to really make a transformation overnight.

His thoughts came to a halt when he noticed a scrolled piece of paper at the top of his drawer. A groaned lumped at his throat; he was so annoyed with the constant messages.

Unfolding it, it read:

"Now that the curse has been lifted, your love will have taken a step further. But heed my warnings; do not get too carried away, for if you forget your promise to love her, she will disappear."

. . . "Curse?" He started recalling last nights events, he remembered telling you that false confession. His fingers twitched on the edges of the thin paper. It dawned on him; what if there really was a curse and he broke it last night because of his 'confession?'

He felt like a dumbass just thinking that such a ridiculous fib could be real. "Can't be," he set the paper down, staring at it long and hard like he was trying to translate it into logical words. But, the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

The naked woman [you] had white hair, was petite, called him by "Hibi," and held that innocent look. The possibility of it really being you was. . . Frightening.

It was already bad as it was that you were a failure at being a bird, now you'd be a disgrace to humankind? It was too much. You were far inferior than an herbivore, you were like a fish who thought it was a lion. Yes, that is what you are, someone who doesn't know their place.

He prepared to leave for school, but dare he open the door? His hand tightly grasped the doorknob, hoping that you weren't there anymore. Yes, he kept telling himself that that human was not you, the little bird who he raised. It was just a stalker who happened to resemble you, a lot. Right.

The moment he opened the door, his grey orbs were met with black ones.

"Hibi!- *re-tonfa'd."

Hibari watched in utter disgust as you fell unconscious. He refused to acknowledge the fact that you truly had become human.

Later

It couldn't be - that confession, he thought, was never supposed to result into you becoming human!

Your knees buckled as you shyly followed him with the sheet wrapped around you. He ignored your chants, "Hibi, Hibi, Hibi!" Apparently, that concussion he had graciously given you didn't impact you much.

You frowned, wanting to sit at the top of his head. "Hibi!" You stomped your bare foot, demanding him to stop. He rolled his eyes, also paying no attention to the eyes of many, who were already starting rumors about the demon of Namimori being a 'ladies man.'

When he reached the school gates, he whipped around with his tonfas in hand, though you just stared in eagerness. "From here on, follow me any more and I will bite you to death." He no longer saw you as the sweet, irritable bird. He now saw you as a stalker who had escaped from a sanitarium.

He watched you batter your lashes at him. You grinned widely, showing your white teeth. His eyes narrowed into detesting scowl.

"You're annoying." You didn't budge. Words couldn't hurt you, no way. Last nights confession was the only thing that kept replaying in your head like a love song.

"Hibari, Snow Snow!" Hibird sang, fluttering his tiny wings and perching onto your shoulder. You gave a light pout at the bird, daring to headbutt him. Hibari's brow wrinkled a little.

He ordered his posse of delinquents in the Disciplinary Committee to 'keep watch' on you and to make sure you didn't get into Nami High.

With that, he left you questioning what you had done wrong. "Hibi. . ."

Later

A cocky smirk was glued onto the prefects face, thinking he'd gotten rid of you. It was about five in the afternoon and already the sun was setting down. Stalkers couldn't stalk for too long, right?

He exited Nami school grounds with his hands in his pocket and a making a strut down the pavement. "Hibi! Hibi!" That voice. . .

Hibari wondered how persistent you were. It was early in autumn, surely you must've been freezing outside. He watched you gallop over, the hope in your eyes still held strong.

He noticed you restraining from chattering your teeth and your pale skin shivering lightly. You were waiting for him the entire time. Was he moved? "Desperate," he marked, leaving you confused.

Few Days Later

The following days were followed with your constant 'stalking,' each attempt to get close to Hibari resulted in violence and thus a large swelling bruise. You were positive that you hadn't taken another dump on his oak table, nor did you disturb his sleep.

You just couldn't find any logical reason as to why he'd put you outside the house. Grasping onto your large sweater [which Hibari had thrown at you with inhuman strength that nearly knocked the lights out of you], you held a tiny leaf over your head to stop the rain from getting onto you, with much failure.

You haven't grasped the concept yet that you were no longer the size of a tomato. "Mi... dori," you shivered, gasping out songs of the Nami anthem to escape your inevitable boredom.

"Hibi!" You leaped to your feet to see Hibari coming back from school. By now, he realized that his attempts to shatter your cheerfulness were in vain. He wanted to snatch it from under your feet and make you cry, but you were stubborn. Little did he know that the origin for your happiness was he himself.

The boy held an umbrella over him, showing no concerns to you. You followed behind with no complaints, happy to be close to him. The rain pattered off of you, yet you didn't mind being treated like dirt. "Hibi-"

"Shut up," he harshly enforced, the sudden anger in his voice surprising you a little. He'd usually be able to maintain a strong composure, but having been constantly called 'Hibi' made him agitated. Another reason could've been that he had felt so stupid and deceived by a bird that had in truth was a human. You'd been sleeping in his bed, eating his food, and had exasperated him so many times; yet he had put up with all of it. In the end, he saw you as a liar who took his generosity for granted.

He burrowed his hate through his eyes and into you, hoping that intimidation would get you to leave him alone for good. You just didn't get it - did he not tell you that he liked you a few nights ago?

You changed for the man, you became human for him, hoping he'd like you back in the same way you did to him. Yet, for some reason, he detested you and pushed you even farther away, not daring to get close to you. This effect was not what you had expected.

Your bottom lip curved into a slight pout. "Snow like Hibi. . ." He raised his tonfas to you, in effect you cowered away, already feeling the stinging pain it would inflict upon you.

Had he been the one who lied to you? He gave you a name, let you feel love, and in the end, snatched it all away. Who was the liar here; you or him?

His walls were put up and you could see that he liked you better as a bird. Hibari watched you sulk, "Snow sorry, Snow no bother Hibi."

He hadn't realized that you were extremely lost in the abyss of rejection until you were already out of sight. Hibari was a demon, yes, but he was still human. There was that annoying voice in the back of his mind that told him he did wrong - actually, that 'voice' was just Hibird, as he was chirping, "Snow sad~"

Though he heard it, he turned around and headed straight home anyway.