Title: Kyouya, The Gamer (we're all fu*ked now)

Summary: Kyouya finds a cheat code and the future abruptly takes two steps to the left and trips over. Gamer AU.

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The herbivore snarls and raises his fists, decked out in steel knuckles. The park is silent around him – proclaiming that help was too far away.

Kyouya stands in a small pile of herbivores, and watches for the moment the last one breaks. He taps out a fluttering heartbeat on his tonfa to match the prey in front of him, and breathes in the fear that permeates the air.

It's the scent of blood mixed with something like the air just before a storm rolls in. There's an expectation, and Kyouya is more than willing to provide, but he's always liked jump scares.

The herbivore is trembling even though he tries so hard to stop. His fists waver and spasm as he focuses on the Chairman of the Disciplinary Committee.

"What have I done?" the herbivore asks quietly, voice admirably strong and even.

Kyouya's fingers pause their beats and come to rest on his tonfa as the herbivore straightens in courage and his fear turns to determination. Kyouya watches as the teen's stance solidifies, and he wonders if he'll get a challenge.

"What rule did I break to gain your attention?" the herbivore questions again.

Kyouya deigns to answer this time, to reward the herbivores bravery. "You did not break a rule."

"Then what did I do?" the teen grits out in anger.

Kyouya smirks, amused at the wrath the herbivore is showing.

"Are you not going to tell me?" hisses the herbivore. Frustration mixes with the anger and fear to make the herbivore more likely to lash out than run.

"Your fear," Kyouya answers.

The herbivore blinks.

"It called me to you," Kyouya elaborates. "The smell of blood, and the electricity of lighting turning into fire when it strikes. It's like you were waiting for me, just me, and I liked that."

"You…" the teen breathes out, frozen. "You're insane."

"I'm hungry," Kyouya corrects. He takes a step forward and raises his tonfa. "You'll let me bite you to death, won't you?"


Kyouya presses his tonfa to his back and lets go, the weapons vanishing from existence. The herbivore at his feet groans and curls tighter into a ball. The teen was bloody and bruised but Kyouya pulled back when he remembered that the leader of his little legion had a brother.

"Seven exactly," Kyouya orders.

The herbivore opens his eyes hesitantly and peers up at Kyouya. "What do you mean?"

"A pompadour will meet you at the front gate," Kyouya calls over his shoulder as he turns to walk away. "Oh, and loose the knuckles, they're not your strength."

Ren blinks at the Chairman's back and briefly contemplates moving to America, but his sister's excited expression when she spoke about 'Kyouya-sama' stopped that fantasy. He presses his face harder against the grass of the park and lets out a world-weary sigh.

Ren is so fucked.


Kyouya continues on his normal patrol meandering, feeling quite pleased at the new addition to his ranks. That fear really is heady.

Kyouya lets his eyes slip shut as he walks, remembering the phantom feeling of rain on his skin when he first noticed the fear. He eyes snap open and he reminds himself to indulge in the herbivore with moderation, because that feeling of fear might dissipate if the teen is exposed to Kyouya too often.

Kyouya can still remember the fear of Kusakabe Tetsuya. The smell was like a thick, choking smoke but the taste was of the ocean – of drowning. If that contrast wasn't odd enough, the feeling was akin to being watched.

Usually Kyouya can get an idea of how the herbivore feels in front of him – what they compare him to. Kusakabe Tetsuya apparently compares him to the moment before death. It would be flattering if the pompadour was still scared of him.

Kyouya can't help the small frown of annoyance.

"Hey!" an energetic voice roars as footsteps pound against the concrete of the footpath.

Kyouya ignores the call and keeps walking. Or at least he tries to, but when the herbivore has the audacity to try and rest an arm on his shoulders, he spins on his heel and plants the other foot in the annoying pest's stomach.

A lung full is forced out of Ryohei and he doubles over at the reprimand. "Still so extreme," he coughs out but recovers quickly.

Kyouya rolls his eyes and starts walking again, holding in a sigh when the noisy herbivore keeps pace at his side.

"So…" Ryohei begins. "What is your name?" He ducks a tonfa and jumps over a kicks to the calf but runs head first into a bus stop sign because he wasn't looking.

Kyouya bites down on a smile as the herbivore groans and rubs his forehead.

"Rude," Ryohei mumbles. He glances up but fins that Kyouya has already moved a block away. "Such extreme speed!" he cries and dashes to catch up.

Kyouya swerves out of the way of the teen who skids to a stop a second later when he realises Kyouya isn't going to race him.

Ryohei falls silent and simply walks with the Chairman, struggling to think up how to actually talk with the half acquaintance without mentioning boxing.

Kyouya sees the herbivore open his mouth and cuts in first. "Be silent."

Ryohei closes his mouth, and when he sees the black haired teen glance at him, the boxing enthusiast comes to the conclusion that this was a test. He pumps a fist in the air and mentally declares that he will win the respect of the teen beside him.

Kyouya rolls his eyes at the screen.

[Mate: Sasagawa Ryohei – level 5]


Ryohei is shaking with badly contained energy by the time the teen leading him slows to a stop. He hears loud, braying laughter and locks onto a group of stereotypical delinquents loitering by an alleyway.

"Stay," Kyouya orders and tonfa appear in his hands.

Ryohei gapes in awe at how fast the teen takes down the others, the bodies dropping one by one in a blur of silver metal, the black jacket, and the blood red of the Disciplinary Committee armband.

Kyouya pauses only long enough to read through the quest screen.

[Quest: Delinquents and Herbivores and Pests, oh my!

Complete

Reward: unlock 'Hunt'

Hunt will allow you to share the Cheat ability and gain the advantage over opponents. To invite someone to the Hunt, say 'Activate Hunt', and then the person's name]

Kyouya flickers a glance to the herbivore bouncing on his heels and wonders if the new unlocked ability was too much of a coincidence. He gestures the loud annoyance over and points at the scattered money and items.

"What do you see?"

Ryohei blinks at the odd question, but answers. "Four unconscious teenagers," he replies succinctly.

Kyouya hums. So the illusion was only on Kyouya then. He briefly wonders what actually happened at the Patrol with the spider girl, and plans for that to be the next test.

A thought occurs to him then and he tenses at the idea that if he did use the Hunt ability and offers it to the herbivore, the ones who poisoned Kyouya would come out and he could finally bite them to death.

"Activate Hunt, the annoying herbivore," Kyouya tries in lieu of actually remembering the herbivore's name.

Ryohei gapes at the lightly blue translucent rectangle that suddenly comes into existence just to the left of his vision.

[Hibari Kyouya has invited you to a Hunt. Do you accept?

Yes/No]

Ryohei's head snaps over to the one called Hibari Kyouya. "So you're called Hibari too?"

Kyouya rolls his eyes and grabs the loud one's hair, smashing his head forward through the yes option, and into the alley's brick wall.

Ryohei springs back up with a now bloodied forehead. "That wasn't nice at all, Hibari!" he protests but gets side-tracked at the items scattered over the ground. "Hey, where did the other guys go?"

Kyouya, tonfa lifted in preparation, frowns when no one appeared to poison the herbivore. He scans the confused teenager but can't see any needles or holes where long distance projectiles could have hit him. Kyouya quickly glances to the ground as well but nothing incriminating is there.

[Sighting Prey: level 46]

It must be the mist herbivores the book was talking about. Kyouya growls low in his throat and makes a note to find more information on it. The one he 'learned' only detailed the effects and uses of 'mist' but not the mechanisms behind it.

Kyouya huffs and automatically dismisses the items screen that pops up. He focuses back on the herbivore to find him tense and staring at the Chairman, fists at his hips and ready to block.

Kyouya simply gestures for the herbivore to follow him and heads for the closest Patrol.


Kyouya has figured out that the Patrols have a very organised way of classification.

The power levels went up by the tens, so if he entered Patrol 17, its average monster strength would match his. In Patrol 27 it would double, and 37 would be triple.

The units simply detailed how large the Patrol would be. 1 meant one corridor with an average of five rooms. 2 meant two corridors and so on.

So when Kyouya took Ryohei to Patrol 7, the one he himself started at, the power level was half the combined average of whoever entered and there were seven corridors with an average of five rooms.

Unfortunately, there was a randomised factor regarding the Patrols, and that was the minimum amount of people entering.

When the two teens reached the front path of Patrol 7, the mail box proclaims the numbers 7(3). Kyouya huffs but this was the closest and he can't be bothered tracking down another. He only needs one other herbivore to make a group of three and he can test out his theory.

He looks around the street and spots a lone preteen walking towards him, with a baseball bat over one shoulder and a cheery bounce to his step.

Kyouya smiles.


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A/N: I have no idea what the first half is about – I just wanted to add the thing about fear. I like to think that's how he recruits people.