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English is bold. Japanese isn't. (And there'll be some Italian or French or Latin or something going on somewhere, who knows?)

I'm having an absolutely horrible day today.

The new One Piece chapter still hasn't come out.

T_T

So, thus! I write!


Kayde's POV.

"What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing, dimwit?"

"Uh… listening to music?"

"Wrong."

Dino sighed in exasperation.

I grinned inwardly.

"I'm watching Sherlock."

"Sherlock?"

"Sherlock."

"What's that?"

That earned an eye roll. A show about skinning cows, what do you think, idiot? "What it sounds like."

"…Can I watch with you?"

"Don't you have Mafia business to do?"

"Romario said I need to spend more time with you."

I sighed as I thought about the moustached-man's face.

You owe me, Romario.

I placed the laptop on the table and scooted down the couch. I unplugged my earphones and patted the seat next to me. He sat down and mimicked my sitting positon, Indian style.

"Ah, how do you sit like this?" He shifted uncomfortably.

I shrugged. "It's comfortable."

"I like your pajamas, by the way."

I looked down at my matching pajamas. TARDISes covered nearly every inch of it. "Thanks. Birthday gift from Calli."

I leaned over and restarted the show from the very beginning. John Watson's face appeared on screen, and Dino grinned. "That's the guy from The Hobbit."

I scoffed. "Not a big Lord of the Rings fan."

His head shot towards me and his jaw dropped. He looked like he was going to have an asthma attack. Then his face scrunched up. "I'm guessing you're a Harry Potter fan."

I glared at him. "What's your point?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing."

A vein throbbed in my forehead.

(A/N: My friends and I actually had this conversation. I honestly do not really like LOTR, although my other friends are obsessed with it. Yes, I'm a huge Harry Potter fan. One of my friends believed that if you were obsessed with LOTR, you couldn't be obsessed with Harry Potter. And vice versa. Luckily, we shut him up once we had one of our friends be a part of both fandoms. Shout out to all of my Hobbit lovers.)

Minutes passed of all-around Sherlock goodness, and the god himself, Benedict Cumberbatch appeared on the screen. I sighed dreamily.

It might have been a trick in the light, but I could've sworn I saw Dino scowl just a little bit.

"That's the guy who's going to be playing the villain in the new upcoming Star Trek movie."

Dino 'tsk'ed. "Star Trek."

I glared. "Are you a Star Wars fan?"

"What of it?"
I rolled my eyes. To be honest, I wasn't actually a fan of either. But there were some pretty faces in the films. (The newer films of Star Trek, at least. Chris Pine~ –drools-)

"He's going to play that dragon thing in The Hobbit."

"You mean Smaug?"

I waved him off. "Yeah, whatever."

Episode one, which was an hour and thirty minutes, passed.

It seemed as though Dino and I finally found some common ground.

"The taxi driver! Brilliant."

I grinned excitedly. "Wasn't it?"

"Sherlock seems absolutely insufferable."

"Doesn't he?"

"IT'S AWESOME!" We both exclaimed to each other.

"Is there, like, a romance between Sherlock and John?"

My eyes twinkled. "That's for the fandom to decide."

"I'm sorry… fandom…?"

"Fangirls?"

"Fan…girls…?"

"Err. Tumblr?"

"Tum…bler?"

I blinked at the confused face of my fiance. I've never pitied a soul so much as I've pitied his. First, he was deprived of the majestic show known as Sherlock, secondly, he was deprived of Harry Potter, and thirdly, he was deprived of the amazing universe of Tumblrism.

"You've never experienced the wonderful world of Tumblr?"

"Why…? What's there?"

Grin. "Beauty. Everything is beautiful and nothing hurts."

"Uh…"


Third Person POV.

"It's just a blog."

"IT'S MORE THAN JUST A BLOG."

Dino shrank back in his seat and let Kayde take control of the computer. She sat back onto his lap, and Dino nearly jumped in surprise. His face turned a million shades of red.

"Sorry. I just didn't wanna be standing the whole time."

She certainly doesn't sound sorry, Dino thought.

Dino scanned the room for another chair, but his was the only one available in his office. He sighed and pressed his face against the back of his fiancee.

Her pajamas were soft.

And she smelt of freesia.

He breathed in deeply.

She was like a teddy bear that smelled good.

He, nonchalantly, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her a little bit closer to him. That was what married couples did, right?

That was his justification, at least.

He was surprised at the lack of response.

No bump on his head, no slap to the cheek.

Just a small grunt.

"Let go."

Dino looked up and noted that Kayde looked as though she was an empty shell. She bore no emotion on her face as she scrolled down the screen of this thing called Tumblr.

This is beautiful? She has no life.

Dino realized that this is the first ever intimate moment they've shared. And it's all because she was being lazy.

Dino almost pushed himself out of the chair to let his fiancee sit down, but Kayde stopped him from doing so.

"Wait. Stop."

"Uh, why?"

"You're soft and warm." Kayde's voice had no life in it, but her words definitely made Dino feel a lot better. It seemed as though she let her guard down completely.

She leaned back into him and Dino simply held her there, peering over her shoulder every once in a while to reblog GIFs of the randomest things.

He sneaked a peek at Kayde's face and saw, not a death face, but a face of content. Every so often if something funny were to appear on her dashboard, she would smile softly.

Dino breathed in her scent again.

Maybe he could use this Tumblr to his advantage.

(A/N: This might be totally random, and it might just be me and a few other people, but whenever I'm on tumblr, or my friends are on tumblr, they look like they're dead or dying. It's a little unnerving. It got to the point where a few of them had to delete their tumblrs to remind themselves that they have lives.)


Back in Japan.

"Sort everything into alphabetical order."
"Hummkay."

Hibari stared at the herbivore in front of him. Was she not terrified to be around him? The idea of some herbivore not being scared irked him.

"Scrub the floors when you're done."

Her ruby-red eyes stared up at him. She was about open her mouth, but then she remembered how violent he was. She sighed and went back to sorting the papers.

Hibari frowned. (What else does he do?) He was a little, well, disappointed, at the lack of response he was getting.

He shook his head to rid him of this ridiculous idea of emotion and head over to his desk and started on his pile of homework he had received earlier this morning.

After an hour or so, the herbivore placed two piles of papers onto Hibari's desk. He raised an eyebrow at her.

"Uhm, I noticed that within the cabinets, there was one for people with twenty or less crimes, and one with twenty one or more." She forced a smile. Although, there was a lot more people with twenty-one or more.

Hibari didn't respond and returned back to his homework.

She huffed. She made things easier on him, didn't she?

She shook her head and walked out of the Disciplinary Room. A boy stood outside and held a sponge with a bucket. She took note of his hair.

It was, like, a duck's butt to the extreme.

She giggled. "I like your hair."

He half-smiled. "Thanks."

"What's your name?"

"Kusakabe Tetsuya."

"Ah, that's a mouthful."

Kusakabe stared down at the smiling face of the girl. It was only her first day here, and she already caught the attention of the prefect. He felt bad for her. It seemed as though she was a nice enough girl.

"Can I call you Kusa-kun?"

Kusakabe cringed at the name, but was reminded of the fact that this girl was a slave for Hibari for the next four hours.

He'd caught her some slack.

"Sure."


"I'm done, Kusa-kun!"

He looked at the floor and noticed that there were still some cracks and crevices that needed some cleaning, and that there were multiple specks still left on the floor, probably from her shoes. He sighed. She'd been working for two hours, might as well let her have it.

"Good job, Crisanté-san."

"Thanks."

He kept his eyes on the girl whose knees seemed a little bit battered from scrubbing the floor. But she still managed to keep that smile on her face. That would irritate Hibari.

"Hey, why are you so happy?"

Calli looked up at Kusakabe and her expression faltered a little bit. "I'm actually not. This is cruel and unusual punishment. But one of my friends told me that there's nothing that irritates Hibari-san more than someone who smiles all the time."

And with that, she grinned.

Kusakabe chuckled. He's gotta hand it to her.

She's definitely going to piss off Hibari.


Calli cherished her moment of break as she waited for Hibari to tell her what else to do. She stared at his face, with his brows furrowed a bit.

She cocked her head to the side.

That was cute. She thought.

As if hearing her thoughts, his steely blue eyes glared directly into her red ones. She 'meep'ed and looked away immediately.

"I have nothing else for you to do."

He reverted his attention back onto his homework.

She shrugged. She had nothing against that. She grabbed her school bag and was making her way out the door until she caught sight of his homework out of the corner of her eye.

"Oh, you're in my class, aren't you?"

Hibari scowled. Had she not left yet?

"The reason you're never in class is because… you're the head of the Disciplinary Committee…" She nodded in understanding. "So, you're the reason why sensei gulps every time he calls role and looks at the desk next to me…"

Hibari smirked. The teachers had reason to fear him.

Wait.

Hibari's desk is next to this herbivore?

"Well, I hope to one day see you in class, Hibari-san."

"If you don't leave in ten seconds, herbivore, I will bite you to death."

She scrunched up her nose. She turned on her heel and nearly ran out the door. Being bitten to death wasn't one of the scenarios she had in mind.

Being burned in a vat of acid? Yes.

Being tortured to death by another Famiglia? Yes.

Death by cop? Yes.

Hanging herself? Yes.

Death by mastication? Nope.

She skipped down the hallway, with thoughts of death clouding her mind. She thought the best way to die would be fighting a grizzly bear. She paused. But she didn't want to fight a grizzly bear. Maybe fall of a cliff? No. Too cliché.

She sighed.

Maybe being bitten to death wouldn't be so bad.


A/N: Aaaaaaand scene.

Okay. This chapter was written pretty fast.

Actually, all my chapters have. LOL.

Please keep favoriting, reviewing, and alerting thyselves of my story.

It keeps me in the writing mood. :P

It's shorter. Tell me if you guys like shorter or longer chapters.

There was more KayDino in this.

AND DINO WAS OOC, I KNOWWW.

I feel like I can't capture his sessyness correctly.

Btw, the reason Dino hasn't shown any sort of clumsiness is because, in every single room, there's a camera. Except for Kayde's and his rooms and the bathrooms. Because that'd be weird.

Oh, and if you ever catch me on tumblr, you could probably throw a banana at me as hard as you can, and I probably wouldn't respond, tbh.