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Oh yeah~! Guess who hadn't update in a while~! This girl!
Yeah, sorry about that. I usually write any chapters for my stories when I have bursts of inspiration so I worked on this little by little over the months.
Despite that, I hope you can enjoy this chapter as things get rather crazy here~!
Disclaimer: I do not own KHR or its many forms! I'm only here to entertain~
Chapter 7: The Baby, The fight, The DC, The Fuck? (Part 2)
Have you ever been in a situation where you immediately knew you were screwed no matter what? Well that's how Daiki felt as the sinking feeling of dread he was experiencing grew larger the longer he stood in front of the scrutinizing glares of the Disciplinary Committee, all armed and ready to dish out any kind of punishment to the poor saps who were caught breaking the rules in front of them. Poor saps like Daiki and Hisao...
"You two!" Kusakabe Tetsuna demanded with a glare, no nonsense tone making it hard to ignore. "Explain yourselves! Why are you out of class? You wouldn't be trying to go to the fight in the gym, right?"
The two black haired boys both lifted their hands in the air like they were being questioned by the police. "Why of course not officer," Daiki coolly lied through his teeth, though he felt anything but on the inside. It'd be a miracle if they got out of the situation unscathed. "We were just comin' back from droppin' somethin' off at the office for a teacher."
It was obvious that the girl didn't really believe them as she switched her gaze over to Hisao. "What was it that you were dropping off?"
"We were just dropping off the running test results for Yasuhiro-Sensei." Hisao replied smoothly, going along with Daiki's lie almost as if he was telling the truth. Said boy mentally applauded the other's stroke of genius. Out of all the teachers in the school, Daiki and his friends were especially close to their P.E. Teacher, Iori Yasuhiro. They treated each other like friends rather than just teacher and student so if they ever needed a favor done, they could count on each other. All they had to do was ask Yasuhiro-sensei to lie his ass off for them and they'd be scott free! Thank God for social links!
Kusakabe continued to study the two Cousins intensely before lowering her pipe, seemingly satisfied. "Hurry and return to your classes immediately, and next time have a hall pass with you when you go out."
"Yes, ma'am" The two boys promised in sync, bowing low in respect. Kusakabe nodded in return before turning to address the girls behind her.
"Let's hurry to the gym before Kyo-san gets there! We must try to maintain as much order as possible. Take the short way from where we came from."
"Yes, Kusakabe nee-san!" The group declared before quickly turning around and leaving. Kusakabe spared the two boys with one last look before following her women.
Daiki and Hisao shared a relived glance, almost not believing that they got away with it. That was way too eas-
"SHINONOME! KUROKAWA!"
The two addressed boys felt their hearts stop at the call of their names and turned to look at the idiot who had the gall to-
"HEEEEY!" Morishita Saruto, the spiky hair brunet, monkey faced boy along with the twelve group of guys from earlier were quickly running towards them with determined looks on their faces. "WE'VE COME TO HELP YOU GUYS STOP THE DC FROM STOPPING SAWADA'S AND MOCHIDA'S FIGHT!"
"And it's not because we want to see a cat fight or anything!" The guy Daiki had picked up from his shirt, Yamada Taro, waved gleefully as the group behind them roared in agreement.
The cousins couldn't believe what they were hearing, and their faces were drawn in comical horror, pale and sweating buckets.
"Y-YOU IDIOTS!" Hisao and Daiki screamed in distress with the latter cracking his knuckles in a rare show of visible agitation. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU-?"
But his demanded inquiry was cut short by a swift and sharp wind to his cheek. The whole hall went silent at the oppressive intimidation of the force of death from behind them. Daiki didn't even dare to breath as his eyes carefully rolled to catch sight of a certain lead pipe that was ever so slightly touching his cheek.
"Would you care to repeat that?" Kusakabe politely inquired, but her dark tone made it seem like a demand more than anything.
The group of males in front of Daiki all had "Scream-esque" expressions on their faces as they seemed to realize the grievous error they had made.
"E-eh~?" The green-eyed male asked in higher pitched tone than usual, sweating buckets. "What do you mean K-Kusakabe-sempai...we were just talkin' about how we were goin' to meet up for a Study session after school...r-right guys?"
The males in the hall all nodded in growing panic, knowing that it was now impossible to survive this whole ordeal without pain. The best they could was keep these injuries to a minimum.
"Oh really...?"
"Oh yeah! Yep! Really, really." The brunet assured, carefully moving away from the pipe and over to his "companions". Hisao carefully followed after his relative making it so that the two genders stood on opposing sides from each other, similar to an old western standoff.
It seemed all sound was sucked from their little bubble of terror and not a soul moved for fear the lionesses in front of them would be provoked.
"All fourteen of you are in current violation of Namimori Middle School rules which included cutting class, crowding, lying to a DC member, and attempting to interfere in a DC member's duties. Your punishments will be promptly delivered in due time, but I will give you all one last chance to explain yourselves properly." Kusakabe intoned professionally, tone akin to someone giving a death sentence.
The guys began to frantically mumble together, asking each other what to do, how are they going to get out of this, and weeping about how they were going to be bitten to death and were going to die virgins!
"D-don't worry guys!" Taro whimpered but clenched his fist in reassurance. "We might be able to get out of here with all our bones intact!" The males looked at the black-haired boy as if he had gone insane. There was no way they were going to get out of this mess, and they all told him just so!
"But we will!" The average looking boy insisted, eyes shining with confidence. "As long as Shinonome and Kurokawa are here, we could stand a chance! They're always getting out of trouble so I'm sure they'll get us out of this bind! "
The others stared at the short, black-haired youth before coming to the same reassuring conclusion that Taro came to. He was right! The two Cousins were known around the school for always getting out of tight binds and situations! They got away with pretty much everything! With them here, they be out of this nightmare in no time!
Daiki and Hisao, meanwhile, were sharing a telepathic conversation with each other and were busy giving the other fool proof plans ideas to get them out alive, not noticing the admiring looks they were getting from behind.
'I say we run and leave theses idiots behind to get killed.' Daiki signaled with his eyes getting a subtle nod from the other. 'Agreed.'
"Oi!" A blond-haired girl with a face mask on growled, fixing a glower at them. "You heard Aneki! What's taking you so long to answer?!"
"Yeah, yeah! We heard her loud and clear you damn nag!" One of the braver (or incredibly stupid) guys, a blond hair delinquent with piercings named Sato Hikaru, shouted gaining some outraged cries from the DC side. Daiki whipped his head to look over at the dumb ass who had said that, almost snapping his neck at the high velocity.
"HAAAH?!"
"What the hell did you just call me?!" The blond girl from earlier snarled, cracking her knuckles.
"You heard him!" Another idiot from their side supported, arousing a cheer from his companions. "We don't have to listen to a thing you guys say! Not while Shinonome and Kurokawa are here!"
The poor boys couldn't have looked anymore flabbergasted at what was transpiring, thrown for a loop at the fact that they were so suddenly put in this dire situation.
Hisao's glare could piratically melt stone as he seethed at the group behind him. "Don't put our names in your mouths you damn idiots! Are you trying to get us killed?!"
"But Kurokawa!" Taro exclaimed, looking up at him with bright eyes. "You, Sasagawa, and Shinonome are the only ones who have never showed fear for the DC! If there's anyone who can stand up to them, it's you!"
"Just because we don't openly fear them, doesn't mean we want to fight them you dumb asses!" He countered back to no avail as the boys continued to cheer for the Cousins to defeat the demonesses and deliver them to freedom!
"You girls can't stop us from watching our first ever cat fight!" Hikaru declared challengingly. "The whole male student body is counting on us!"
"Kusakabe nee-san, let us deal with these idiots!" A black-haired girl asked her superior, earnest requests from the others following close behind. The girls looked ready to spit fire at all the taunts and insults thrown their way. "We can't let these perverts have their way!"
"Now, now! We don't want any trouble!" Daiki quickly cut in, holding his hands up to signal that he came in peace. "This is all just a huge misunderstandin'! You see, what had happend was-"
"Enough." Kusakabe interrupted, black eyes cold as ice. "I have heard enough. I was just going to send you boys to the office and have the principal deal with you, but It seems you insist on getting in our way." She brought down her lead pipe with a bone shattering CLANG! The impact bringing order immediately. She stared hard at Daiki who felt all the hairs on his neck stand at the ocular threat.
"You, Shinonome correct?" She asked to which he nodded slowly. "You appear to be the leader to these vulgar boys! Your acts against the Disciplinary Committee will not go unpunished, I'll assure you of that."
As the female took a step towards him, the tall boy took a step back. 'Damn!' He thought with gritted teeth. 'Looks like I'm not getting out of this one in one piece!'
"Oi!" He shouted, quickly turning to address the assembled group. "It looks like we have no other option! Everyone! Initiate Operation "Forest Gump" !"
The boys gasped, looking as if they couldn't believe what he had just said. "Y-you don't mean-?!" Saruto whispered, earning a grim nod from the tall boy.
The girl's looked at each other in confusion, not really understanding his words. "Operation "Forest Gump"?" "What's that?" "Sounds familiar..."
"Get into formation!" Daiki declared as he and all the guys turned, crouched, and placed their hands on the ground.
"Ready men?!" The tall boy roared as Kusakabe seemed to realize what was about to happen.
"Girls!" She cried, already beginning to rush towards them. "Stop them! Their planning to-"
"RUUUUNNN!"
But it was too late. At Daiki's signal, the males all began to sprint for their lives down the hall. You'd think they were being chased by Jason Voorhees himself with how fast they were sprinting away.
"Tch!" Kusakabe growled, before quickly rounding on the girls behind her. "Do not let them escape! Chase after them and apprehend them so they can be brought to the Disciplinary Office! Inform the others to guard or lock all and any entrances as to ensure they don't escape!"
"Yes, Kusakabe nee-san!" The delinquents affirmed and with a battle cry of their own, they went after the male fugitives.
Kusakabe stood, fixed to her spot as she stared hard at where the boys once stood. Her mind raced with heated malice at the fore mentioned group and her hand tightened around her pipe when her thoughts settled on a certain black haired, green eyed giant.
"Shinonome...that boy...will soon become a menace to the school..." At that thought, a cold realization began to make its presence known, making her heart shudder at the temperature. She slowly reached down her shirt and pulled out her phone, looking down on it with grim trepidation. Kusakabe had been instructed on what she had to do in case a large scale disruptive occurrence were to happen in the school. After a few moments of stillness, she slid her phone on and began to type in a familiar number...
If there were ever such a large scale disruptive occurrence in the school...she would have to call...Her
Her finger froze above the call button, and she grimaced deepened at the impending results of her actions...she was required to make the call...but should she? Those boys may have been seen as menaces in her eyes, but did they really deserve to be punished by...Her?
Kusakabe stood alone in the hall, deeply lost in her thoughts and weighing her options. After a few more moment of deliberation, the messy haired female sighed before switching her phone off and placing it back in her shirt. There was no need to call Her for such a mundane disruption. When it came to it, the girl's leader had no sense of mercy or collateral damage. Kusakabe could handle this situation herself...
With that thought, the young woman's black eyes opened, and she reaffirmed her grip on her pipe before quickly making her way down the hall.
She had to get this whole thing settled before her leader woke up from her nap.
Meanwhile, on the roof of Namichuu, all was peaceful. It's tranquil atmosphere unmarred by the chaotic happenings inside the building. All was quiet as the sounds of suburban life filled the air with ASMR like grace.
And laying there, like a modern sleeping beauty, was a young woman who dozed with her hands behind her head as makeshift pillows. She lay still as soft breaths left her lips in lulls.
The girl slept on, undisturbed and unbothered, and all that could be heard in the silence was her soft, almost wind like snores...
That was, until a certain song melodied along with nature's calm.
Midori tanabiku namimori no~!
Cheery and sung in a cute squeaky voice, the song continued. The young women's soft breaths cut off abruptly and her form stilled.
dai naku shou naku nami ga ii~!
The air surrounding the teen was no longer peaceable and a stagnant force of threat began to grow.
itsumo kawaranu sukoyaka kenage~!
The voice continued its song, sweet as sugar tone contrasting greatly with the silent intimidation of the other. In fact, it only seemed to enhance that overall danger that covered the whole roof like a thick blanket.
aa... tomo ni utaou namimori chuu~!
Pale lids slowly opened to reveal narrow, steely grey eyes. The femme fatale was now awakened from her slumber, and by the malice in response to this little tidbit, it was by far nota good thing.
God bless the poor souls who will be on the opposite end of said malevolence...
Why would people climb mountains and sky dive to get their kicks when they could run from a bunch of violent school girls who would chase you down with various weapons of terror and pain? I mean really now, just going to high school is daring enough! But alas, that isn't really of any importance at the moment for you see, I am quite literally acting out that one Johnny Depp meme where he's running away from those cannibals on the beach.
I can barely remember the last time I had run this much before. Usain Bolt didn't have shit on me at this moment! Honestly if I wasn't so overcome with fright and soul encompassing rage at the dumb FUCKSwho had gotten me in this situation, I'd be very impressed with myself.
I would say that this whole situation was troublesome, but that would be a grievous understatement.
All of us were running like the wind, sprinting down halls, curving around corners. Various teachers and students would poke their heads out of the classroom to see what the hell was going on, but I guess the sight of a bunch of scared shitless students being chased by a horde of angry psychopaths made them nope right back in and continue with their day.
"DAIKI!" Hisao roared as he pumped his legs as fast as he could. "WHY DOES IT SEEM LIKE EVERY TIME I HANG OUT WITH YOU, YOU ALMOST GET US KILLED?!"
"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU YELLIN' AT ME?!" I screamed back, simply aghast at the fact that he thought this was my fault! "IT WAS THESE STUPID MOTHERFUCKERS WHO GOT US IN THIS SITUATION!"
Said stupid motherfuckers looked ready to piss themselves in fear as we turned yet another corner and narrowly avoided a group of DC members. I was starting to think that they were witches at this point as no matter where we went, they were there waiting for us to seal our doom.
"STOP RUNNING YOU BASTARDS!" Shouted one of them while her comrade raised a sign pole with a deadly glint in her eye. "I'M GOING TO SHOVE THIS PIPE SO FAR UP YOUR ASS, YOU'LL BE COUGHING OUT ALUMINUM FOR WEEKS!"
That monkey faced idiot Saruto screeched at that particular threat and put on an extra burst of speed. "UKIYA! I'M TO YOUNG TO DIE! I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SEE MOMOKO SEMPAI'S BOOBS YET!"
That blond delinquent Hikaru also cried out, mussing his hair up in frustration. "GRAAH! I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO EAT THAT HAMBURGER STEAK MY MOM MADE TODAY FOR LUNCH!"
"And I still haven't caught up with Steven Universe yet!" Taro cried as well while Hisao turned to glare at them with annoyance.
"IS THAT ALL YOU DUMB ASSES ARE WORRIED ABOUT AT THIS MOMENT?!"
"SHINONOME! CAN'T YOU DO SOMETHING TO GET US OUT OF THIS?!" Asked one of the boys in desperation while I gave him a glare of my own.
"NO WAY IN HELL! IF I'M GOIN' DOWN, YOU ASS HOLES ARE COMIN' WITH ME! NOW QUIT YOUR BITCHIN' AND START HALLIN' ASS!"
"EXTREAAAAAMMMMM!"
I felt myself start at the sudden familiar yell that was coming from behind us and I turned my head to see a silver blur come streaking towards us like lightning. The figure then took a giant running leap, soaring over the girls and us before it slammed to the ground in a roll, ending up right next to me. I soon realized who exactly this blur was, and it was at this point where literally nothing could surprise me anymore. Fore running besides me and grinning like a loon was my best friend's older sister.
"Ryoko?!" I cried, and she gave me an eager salute.
"GOOD MORNING SHINONOME! NICE DAY FOR A JOG EH?!"
Ryoko Sasagawa, the older sister of Kyohei and extreme boxing enthusiast. Ever since I met her that day she and Kyohei had the stuffing beaten out of them, she had always been this giant ball of cosmic energy, always bursting with the urge to fight, fight, and fight some more. I had no doubt in my mind that she was the strongest girl in the whole school, second to or maybe even on par with Hibari herself.
Hisao grimaced at the silver eyed girl, looking supremely done with all of this bull shit. "Oh great, now the boxer's here! All we need now is Satan himself and we can call it a night!"
"Ryoko, what the heck are you doin' here?! Don't you have classes on the other side of the school?!" I asked getting a fervent nod in reply.
"I DO, BUT I HAD HEARD THAT YOU AND A GROUP OF GUYS WERE TRYING TO OUTRUN THE DC AND SEE THE FIGHT BETWEEN SAWADA AND MOCHIDA AND I WANTED TO HELP YOU GUYS STOP IT AND DEFEND MY BROTHER'S HONOR!"
I grimaced at her word, already feeling stressed enough to make me a chronic alcoholic in the future. So troublesome rumors like that were already starting to spread huh? Great, just wait until my dad hears about this!
I was going to say something else, but the appearance of another group of DC girls shut that up real quick. I narrowly dodge a fucking 2x4 embedded with jagged, rusty NAILS (where were these girls getting these things?! Why was it that girls couldn't have their skirts above their fingertips, but they could bring shit that could snap a person's bones in two?!) and we all turned left to where a flight of stairs laid. I hopped on the rail and slid down while Hisao took two steps at a time and Ryoko just jumped down them with an energized cry.
"SHINONOME! KUROKAWA! I'M GOING TO TAKE AN EXTREME SHORT CUT! I'LL SEE YOU GUYS AT THE GYM!" She cried before barrel rolling into a classroom and causing a panicked ruckus. I couldn't help but wonder how the hell she expected to take a short cut in a one door classroom but was too preoccupied to think about it extensively.
I was panting like a damn dog at this point, not sure if I could keep this up. This fast-paced chase was too much for my junk food clogged arteries and my weak lungs. At this rate we'll be caught and hung up like livestock before 3rd period!
"I'm so glad I'm listening to "Guren No Yumiya" as my last song before I die, because it's seriously pumping me up right now!" A random guy commented, sounding amused in a soulless, broken way while Saruto seemed to notice something and started to point at it wildly.
"Don't lose hope yet guys!" He cried as tears of joy and relief began to run down his tanned cheeks. "Look!" He began, still wildly pointing at something far in front of us and all of our eyes followed his indication before we broke out into uproarious cheers.
A window, plain and ordinary on a regular day, graced our terrified forms with its symbolic beauty. Bare and open to accept our leaps of faith, it seemed to beckon us to its frame with a siren's song of birds chirping and wind blowing. Liberation~! It seemed to serenade to the us, I myself feeling deliriously giddy at the easy on the eyes sight.
"It's a window!" Taro cried, just as happy at the portal to the outside world as the rest.
"It's a way out!" Hikaru salivated in glee, spiky blond locks swishing in wild abandon at his haste to get the ever-living fuck out of doge.
Hisao's grim face was nowhere to be found, replaced with a pleasantly surprised smirk. "Well I'll be damned!" He called out. "Seems those blood thirsty amazons forgot to block this one!"
"Shit!" One of the DC girl cried as they began to speed up to stop us. "STOP THEM BEFORE THEY GET TO THAT WINDOW!" Desperation began to fill each of their faces as they realized how close we were to getting away.
'We're almost there!' I thought, hope making my heart light and flighty akin to a bird. The window to freedom and mere few feet away from me!
six feet, five feet, four feet, three! We were so close that I could feel the cool breeze on my gross, sweaty face. I reached out my hand and my fingers tips had just graced the seal to the window when suddenly, without warning, out of nowhere, death had arrived.
I noticed at the very last minute, from the corner of my eye, and I just managed to dodge the lightning fast projectile as it gently scratched my cheek, leaving another faint sting. A loud clanging sound echoed through the now dead silent room and I slowly turned to see what had almost killed me.
I felt my eyes widen behind my glasses as a metal TONFA had embedded into the metal of the window, effectively shutting and warping it to the point where not even a crow bar could get it open.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from the foreign sight, but the loud and defined taps of footsteps compelled me to do so.
It may have been the result of my mentally broken-down mind, but I could suddenly hear a dramatic piano and orchestra playing out the sound track to my demise as those foots steps made their way down the stairs. Then, to accompany that, was the sweet little chirps of a bird which began to fly above our heads in elegant circles and curves.
"Hibari! Hibari!" It cried, sounding proud and joyful. "I found the Herbivores!"
The DC members looked shocked at the figure who was descending the stairs and they quickly part to make way for her like the red sea, taking a knee and bowing in reverence. Kusakabe was there as well, looking grim faced and nervous. The guys around me all seemed to shrivel up and die at the sight that presented itself to us. We were all pale and sweating buckets, eyes blown wide in fear.
Waist length, raven black hair swished with every step she took with long legs, grey hawk eyes pierced through my very soul, a porcelain pale hand gripped one metal tonfa while the other was vacant of its twin. She was what many people would call beautiful, but at this moment she looked like my worst nightmare.
She had finally made it to our floor while the little bird had landed on her shoulder with a happy chirp.
"Herbivores." Hibari Kyoko spoke in a tone that could cut through cement, my imaginary orchestra vamping up in intensity. "For crowding and disturbing the peace, you will all be bitten to death."
More than half of the guys began to cry, a few cried for their moms or prayed and one of them fainted. Hisao and I, on the other hand, had a much more elegant response to this and we both spoke it at the same time without having to look at each other.
"Fuck"
Tsunayomi Sawada had always been a sensitive and emotional soul. It was a character trait that she couldn't help, something you can only gain from it being passed down by your parents. She was the type to wear her emotions on her sleeves, so if one were to look at her face at this very moment, you would clearly see the look of absolute terror on her face.
The day had started off bad and had degraded into an absolute nightmare. It seemed her life was on a runaway train to hell and it was a one-way trip!
First, she was woken up by the crack of dawn by her hell spawn self-imposed tutor and was told to run around Namimori TWICE before school began. Then when she did make it to school after being ran ragged and shot at enough times to put a police training dummy to shame, she was suddenly ambushed by her female sempais who started taunting her about jumping Kyohei the other day and how Mochida wanted to fight her to defend his honor! She had been so terrified that she had simply ran off while being chased by the girls!
'How could this have happend?!' She thought, huddled in a ball in a corner of an empty classroom.
"It's because you're Dame-Tsuna!"
She wasn't expecting someone to answer, but when a small, cherubic face suddenly popped in front of her own, she almost had a heart attack.
"HIEEEE!" She shrieked in terror, quickly scooting away from the toddler and pointing a shaky finger at him. "I-I-IT'S YOU! REBORN!"
"Ciaossu!" Reborn replied, letting go of the rope that led to an opening in the ceiling and landing on the floor.
Tsunayomi whined in dismay, covering her face with her hands. "Mou! What the heck are you doing here?! You've already ruined what was left of my social life, what more do you want?!
The fedora wearing child seemed uncaring of her tears and answered her with a cheery tone. "I'm watching to see if you're acting like a mafia boss!"
The honey eyed girl looked at the child with misty eyes and began to wildly shake her hands in dismay. "I told you already! I'M NOT GONNA BE A MAFIA BO-?" Her impending tirade, though, was stopped when she felt a tugging on her foot. She looked down curiously to see a rope was connected to her right ankle and she stared at the foreign sight for a few moments before shrieking in terror when she was suddenly lifted in to the air. She flailed wildly at the momental shift before flushing and reaching down to keep her skirt from flipping down.
"R-R-Reborn! What are you doing?! Please put me down!" She pleaded, only for her words to fall on death ears by the infant.
"Rule #3 of Mafia training: Expect the unexpected!"
"What on Earth are you talking about?! This isn't training! This is torture!"
"Now I know this may seem cruel and inhuman and illegal in most countries, but don't worry about it." Explained the boy in a half assed soothing tone. "Just know that you and I have a relationship."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN RELATIONSHIP?!" Tsuna cried, eyes welling up with large tears. "I'M JUST A..."
Reborn was prepared for a flood gate of whining and self-loathing, so he raised a curious brow at his student when all he got was sudden silence. The small girl had gone unnaturally still and was looking in some random direction, eyes wide and eerily focused. The baby studied the expressionless look on the girls face and wondered what on earth was going on with her. There wasn't anything mentioned about spontaneous episodes of any kind in her file and this was the first time he'd seen her this...docile during the time he'd been observing her.
The Baby's trained ears twitched when he heard a hushed whisper leaving the girl's lips.
"...Daiki-kun..." She mumbled, still stuck in her trance. Reborn quickly matched the name to the face of the tall boy he had seen and heard about in Tsunayomi's files. From what it stated, he was the girl's closet friend and oblivious crush. Nothing stood out about the boy in particular other than his unusual height and crass, uncaring attitude.
'Interesting...' Thought the hitman with a small smirk before he let go of the rope that was holding Tsuna up, leading her to crash to the ground with a pained yelp.
"AH! OW! REBORN THAT HURT!" She whined, effectively knocked out of her trance and rubbing her throbbing head.
"Do not be mistaken Dame-Tsuna," The baby stated, rubbing the barrel of his Leon gun. "While we do have a relationship, it is one of a Hitman and his target."
Tsuna gave the boy a confused stare and flinched when the other raised his gun and pointed it to the ceiling, pulling the trigger and making a loud "BANG!" sound.
"What was that for?" She asked in annoyance, uncovering her ringing ears.
"To get their attention." He replied simply and just as she was about to ask who "they" was, the door to the empty classroom was slammed open and the girl stared in horror at the sight of her pursuers who were sneering triumphantly at her.
"There you are Dame-Tsuna! Thought you can get away from Mochida huh?!" One of them accused while she and the other girls rushed in and carried the terrified brunette from her haven.
"HIEEE! REBORN HELP ME!"
Said boy on looked on, unsympathetic to his student's plight. "Rule #3 Dame-Tsuna, Expect the unexpected."
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