Chapter 9: Day number 9


I hope you like this one, it took me a while to compose it, because of all the little details that I decided to change.
Ergo, I present to you, this new chapter!
And if you are reading this, I would love to hear your opinion on this Fic, please, please, please tell me! Lucy Out ;)


The standard hotel calendar marked that it is Tuesday, making it two weeks since Kyouya Hibari and Tetsuya Kusakabe had gone missing, though Hibari never liked to socialize with the Vongola, every member was genuinely worried about him,
regardless of how cold and detached said family members are,
probably because the boss's warm and caring nature rubbed off on everyone and changed them in a different way.
Said boss walked into one of the hotels rooms his family had rented out for a special occasion to find a member gazing out of the rather large window that allowed you to look upon the entire city of Namimori from up high in the mountains.

"Chrome." He gently coerced after two times repeating himself.

Finally Chrome had snapped out of her thoughts and turned around to face the person that had spoken her name,

"Boss." she said, weakly smiling at Sawada Tsunayoshi.

He wore a suit like he had been doing for a couple years though the usual was mostly dark colors, but this one was a mandatory bone color, it looked expensive, which was, as Reborn insisted 'what suits the Tenth generation of Vongola'.
Tsuna was no longer a weak looking little kid, but he still had a kind heart and warming smile,
so it was only normal for him to worry about the troubled woman that stood before him.

"Hey, are you okay? You look really lost in thought." Tsuna said, his eyes reflecting most of his concern.
Chrome quickly straightened up in her white heels and forced a wider smile,

"Oh, uh...yeah...im just thinking about Hibari-san." With that said, that fake smile vanished, Tsuna nodded in agreement,
eyebrows furrowed, but not for too long.

Tsuna mostly worried about others and then himself, so he would have to brush away his own doubts,
and focus on making Chrome feel better, so he decided he would speak his hopes to her.

"Don't worry, im sure Hibari-san will be back whenever he is ready, it's like him to leave without contacting us."

"So...you don't think he's missing?" Tsuna shook his head at this,

"Definitely not, if Hibari was kidnapped or something of that sort, then pigs can fly."
he said, a smile forming on his lips as he used the little analogy.
"Hes too strong, remember? He can bite anyone to death." Tsuna laughed at his own joke,
hoping that his humor would spread over to the purple haired female that regarded him with an unsure stare,
fortunately, he had succeeded.
Chrome chuckled a little at first, but she was never one to laugh much,
so the sign of triumph was the true smile she provided Tsuna.

"Yeah, i think you're right, boss..." Tsuna nodded and put a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm sure he will be back in time for Oni-san's wedding." He replied, and with that,
Tsuna and Chrome left the hotel room they were in and joined the others in the loby.


"Alright, Hibari-san, i've got some good news for you!" Rotsa joyfully said as she put his shirt back down, l
eaning away from him, she took her usual seat next to the bed, the usual goofy smile in place when she was in a good mood.
"Want to hear the good news or the really good news?" she asked, holding two fingers out, opening and closing them, as if it demanded him to choose.

Hibari shrugged as he sat up on the bed, the effort making his muscles ache painfully.
"Ok...ill start with the good news, you are making a rapid recovery, so i think you could move around the house now.
I'm not saying you're free to go, you're still too weak, but i think your body could handle a few steps every day, it would do you good too." a corner of Hibari's lips lifted in what Rotsa had come to know as half a smile after she finished her sentence.

Rotsa smiled back at him, something automatic for her, although her smile was clearly wider than his

"The really good news is...i have decided you're not that bad after all!"

Rotsa said, as if anticipating any sort of reaction.
Hibari simply stared at Rotsa with the usual glare he reserved personally for her, something she should have expected,
but she was one to never learn.

"What? I mean, your not exactly talkative and you're usually an asshole,
but you have you're good side, i think it's safe to say that i consider you a tolerable person that i would bother getting to know better." She said, as if that would change his mind, however,
that was not the reality, and Hibari turned his gaze away from her to meet the window,
a sign that he wasn't really engaged in this conversation.

"I'm no really interested in friendship with you." Rotsa pouted, crossing her arms.

She didn't understand how he couldn't be interested, Rotsa was a very flamboyant girl,
and she was as nice to him as she could be, how was it that he would dismiss her offer so easily?
When she was a child, her parents would always force her to make friends, whether she liked that person or not,
she had to be nice to them and share her toys.
Rotsa assumed that all parents did that with their child, because they all have a phobia that he or she will grow up to be an anti-social creeper, which, she didn't blame them for, it would suck an epic amount if she was like that!
So she assumed that Hibari hadn't been forced to make friends like she did, which explained why he was always quiet and avoided conversation at all costs.

"That's not very nice, considering I've been taking care of your loser ass for an entire two weeks!"
Hibari turned a sharp glare back at her, warning her to never call him that, of course she was rather oblivious to it,
so he decided to let it go, take a deep breath and count to ten before replying.
There really is no point in threatening her when im immobile…

was his first thought as he stared at the pink headed girl in front of him,
he could tell she hadn't slept just by noticing the giant bags under her eyes

"And I am in debt to you for that, but that doesn't mean i want to befriend you.
You are annoying, immature, manipulative and unladylike. One of the few people I would go out of my way to avoid.
What makes you think I would like to be your acquaintance, much less, talk to you?"

He finally replied, showing her with eye contact how much he didn't want anything to do with her,
it was a stronger message than the words themselves, which were in themselves, powerful.

The first one to break the silence was the pink haired girl, whose smile had been long gone and was replaced with a fierce glare.

"I would normally take this time to beat the shit out of you,
but I have spent too much time repairing you to ruin it, so im just going to leave."

Rotsa said in a monotone as she stood up from her chair and stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

"Asshole!" He heard her yell; maybe he had been too harsh on her?
No, he said exactly what he thinks of her, now she knows, maybe now she will leave him alone.


"God, i offer friendship and this is what i get..." Rotsa muttered as she walked through the streets of Tokyo, on her way to work.

"I mean, that was really hurtful, unladylike? Im very much a lady!" she seethed through gritted teeth, feeling like hulk on a rampage.
Rotsa was so angry she knew that everyone she walked by could feel it, because they avoided her and watched her pass by,
also, she did punch a guy in the face when he bumped into her, she didn't mean to, it was just automatic.
On a better note, she did feel better afterwards.

Aside from punching a random guy in the face, she had also left the house without leaving any food for Hibari to eat,
which meant he would starve for about seven hours until she got back.
She knew it wasn't good for him, especially in the delicate state he was in, regardless,
she listened to the voice in her head that said he deserved it.

"Fucktard..." the young woman muttered under her breath taking an angry drag from the cigarette in her hands, while her long legs mechanically dragged her feet toward her destination.


"Tadaimas..." Rotsa lazily muttered as she closed the door behind her, with a sigh she dragged her tired feet towards her room.
The restaurant had been quite busy; she even attended a food critic!
It was usually anonymous when a critic would come to the restaurant,
for they just called ahead of time to say that someone would go over in a certain period of time,
never enough details to actually know who it was and exactly which day they would be there.
Somehow, the food critic, whom was an old bohemian lady from Europe,
just fell in love with Rotsa and had showered her with compliments at first, and then very playfully told her what she was there for.

Rotsa swore on her life that she wouldn't say a word to anyone working in the restaurant,
but she knew that if she told everyone in the kitchen, they would work extra hard to make things just that much better,
it was important what a critic said of the restaurant, because many people went to certain places based exclusively on an article,
so, the boss would give everyone a little extra whenever they got good feedback from the media,
so it was a win win situation for everyone.
Anyway…after having a long conversation with the critic, the pink haired waitress slipped into the kitchen and let the rest of the staff know so that they doubled the effort on making this a pleasant evening for the customers.

Now that is why Rotsa lazily does everything when she gets home,
why it took her a whole unnecessary five seconds to locate the light switch she had been acquainted with for more than a year.
Tired couldn't even begin to describe the way Rotsa felt after a busy day at work.
Hibari still lay under the sheets, his good arm resting beneath his head while the other still in the cast.
Cold silvery blue eyes nonchalantly averted toward the new presence in the room,
the room was warm and cozy, yet Hibari made it feel so chilly.
Rotsa bit her lip as she walked further into her room, shrugging her jacket off after setting her things down on the desk,
was he mad at her?
No! She was the one that was mad at him; he had no right or motive to be anything but grateful to her!
Then again, that was just as real as Michael Jackson's innocence (bless his soul) and Hibari was a very moody person,
so she just decided to hell with it and all should be forgotten…for now.

"Hey...i brought you some food from the restaurant..."
she gently approached, sitting on her chair and placing a plastic bag on the desk,

"Some teriyaki chicken and rice, its not much...but i hope you like it..."
she added, retrieving the take out box from the bag and placing it on Hibari's lap.

In silence, he studied the box for a little while and then moved his free arm to open the box, luckily he was lefty.

He grabbed the chopsticks that Rotsa offered him soon after and began to eat his food, all the while,
Rotsa sat there silently, chewing on her lip, a habit Hibari noticed she did whenever she was nervous, guilty, angry, or tense.
"Thank you." he said very quietly so she could barely catch it, and then he continued to eat his food, hoping she would just let it go,
but that seemed unlikely, since the annoying woman taking care of him always liked to blow things out of proportion.

Rotsa looked up, surprised, a few seconds passed and then she smiled.
Something was up, Hibari could smell it, feel it in the core of his spine, crawling its way up in a chilly breeze,
yes, he might have screwed up by being polite.

"Whats that? I didn't hear you all that well, could you repeat for me?"
she innocently asked, emphasizing her ignorance, which proved the contrary to the tone her voice was holding.

"I don't repeat myself." He replied swiftly.

"What?" a brief silence was given after this word was spoken out of the pink haired girl's mouth,

"Nice try, but i don't fall for stupid traps like that." This entire experience was really testing Hibari's patience, training him for the one day he will have to deal with children, which, to his preference, should never occur.

Rotsa pouted, once more looking away, she expected Hibari to get carried away like Aoi or Ressuri would, but, soon enough she would know him better than that, which was why this would be the last time she'd try this sly trick on him.
"Tch, your no fun..." she muttered, quite obviously with a pout.

Hibari chuckled, taking another bite oh his teriyaki chicken, which was surprisingly good,
except that it was a little below the temperature he normally liked his food to have.

Rotsa, on the other hand, had become extremely astonished with what had just occurred in fron of her,
she literally could not believe it, could not grasp the concept.
"Woah! this must be a miracle, because i just heard mister Kyoya chuckle and thank me, all in the same day!"
she exclaimed rather energetically, her eyes wider than usual as to express her astounding disposition.

"Dont rub it in, or i will bite you to death." Hibari stated, glaring at her.

He realized just now that it was quite amusing to carry out an action and see what Rotsa's reaction was,
which was never the same as the previous one.
Yesterday he had told her that she smelled bad, a comment to which she responded very strangely.
At first she only raised her chin proudly and straightened her back, all the while taking a deep breath, as if she was counting to ten.

"Good." She said with a strangely wide smile, and walked away.

Hibari would have never guessed, but ten minutes later, she came back with a small bowl,
its contents unknown; that is, until she poured them onto Hibari's hair.
It was minced garlic, mixed with raw fish.

"Now you smell bad too." She said with a bright smile and walked away,
not bothering to acknowledge the seething and unhappy Hibari she left behind.
That day, he had sworn to Bite her to the ultimate death of all.

"Your still too wounded to be saying that, dear." Rotsa cleverly replied to his
"I will bite you to death" comment, crossing her legs and giving him her apathetic stare.

it had taken her a while to get used to his strange phrasing of things, she now understood that Herbivore meant,
Rotsa, or Resurri, or Aoi, it pretty much applied to everyone,
and his famous "I will bite you to death." Meant you were on his "get rid of." List.
Quite easy, once you break it down.
Rotsa was doomed, not one day would pass before he reminded her of the biting of death he owed her.

"I dont forget things very easily." Hibari menacingly replied, taking another bite, not of Rotsa, of but his food.

The aforementioned female snorted, one of the very unladylike things she subconsciously did,
this time, she didn't reply, instead she rolled her chair towards the desk a few feet away from the bed and searched through a bunch of papers that were in a neat stack on the opposite side of the lamp that lie lit on the upper left corner of the desk,
once she found a blank page, she got a pencil from a drawer and began to draw something.

Hibari, as the stealthy person he was, took this opportunity to study the pink haired girl while she was distracted.
He, himself, did not understand why, but he could not help it.
Rotsa, he noticed, when not twisting her face into some ridiculous expression, looked sad, her eyes drooped like if she was thinking on a painful memory, while her lips were bent downward, like if she couldn't say anything to change something.
He also noticed other things about her features.
For example, she had high cheekbones, long eyelashes, beautiful full lips shaped exquisitely round,
yet her lower lip looked bruised -probably due to all the biting she did to it-,
not to mention an interesting nose that resembled a Roman's, yet the tip was a little too pointy,
softening the large septum she had and making her nose seem sharp, like his.
Quite flamboyant features, he decided she was probably of European descent, maybe Latin, like an Italian,
maybe one day he would ask her.

With another glance, his eyes then traveled downward, she was currently wearing a tank top and jeans with holes in them.
The tank top was so short that he noticed a shiny little bead in her belly, it must be a navel piercing. Hibari would never say it,
but he found that attractive for some reason.
The piercings you can see seem very vulgar, yet one in your belly would not be shown that often,
it held a sort of mysterious charm to it, something like a pleasant surprise.

Catching himself having this thought, he decided that that was enough of observing and looked away,
a little ashamed of himself.

Twenty minutes passed in silence as Rotsa continued to draw, completely oblivious of a pair of observant eyes,
finally Hibari decided to say something since the silence was unsettling.

"I guess it won't kill me to accept you as well." he dismissively said, looking away.

He didn't like when he changed my mind, which was never often,
but he knew it was because he felt somewhat bad for what he had said earlier, besides,
he has to live with this woman for a while, so he might as well have the best relationship between them as to avoid any further confrontation, which was all annoying and unnecessary.

Rotsa lifted the tip of her pencil from the paper and looked over at Hibari, who was staring out the window.
"Wait...does that mean you will be my friend?" she blurted out, a hopeful expression intact.

Hibari shrugged, still not looking away from the window, it was still raining and you could see the view of the city,
lights from different sources blurring together, making a lovely composition of bright light, and always,
in the background there was the sound of busy traffic, buzzing on and on and on, until the city people were completely oblivious to it.

"Call it however you want." he said, following a certain civilian down the street,
unaware of what this person looked like since it just looked like a floating umbrella from his point of view.
Rotsa raised an eyebrow while a smile grew on her lips.

She began to laugh, at first it was a shy laughter, and then it grew for a few seconds and she was quiet once more.

"Seriously, Hibari-san, you are acting completely weird today, its starting to scare me."

Hibari didn't fully understand why he was being so friendly either, but being cooped up and lying in a bed for two weeks was probably the reason why he was beginning to let his guard down around the only person he ever really saw everyday,
Rezurii came and kept him company every now and them, usually just said hi and asked how he was doing,
and Aoi stopped by maybe three times, during which they always had a short conversation,
the last time Aoi had offered him a beer, but Hibari declined, since he didn't drink.

"Too bad." Aoi had told him and shook his head sadly; this reminded him of Ryohei,
who always bought expensive sake or wine and tried to talk him into drinking with him, but Hibari was always one to decline.

Once this afterthought left his mind, he proceeded to glance away from the window so that he could lock eyes with Rotsa's dark pools, and gave her a half smile, which was quickly replaced with his normal glare.

"To be honest, im bored, and you serve as entertainment, just try not to get on my nerves that much."

Rotsa glared back at him, and then she turned back to her drawing,

"Tch, asshole." she smiled.

All of a sudden, to the astonishment of both inhabitants of the small bedroom, a muffled sound began to play,
including that certain tone you hear when a phone vibrates,
Rotsa was the only one aware of what was happening and acted upon that,
she turned around in her desk chair and stood up, picking up her back pack from the floor and began to search its contents, f
inally she found her cell phone and flipped it open,
placing it on her left ear before whoever was on the other side of this call hung up.

"Moshi moshi?" Hibari watched her cheerful expression change, slowly but surely, it turned into shock,

"Ya veo..." she muttered as her facial expression once more changed into that of pain and sadness.

"Cuando va a ser?" it seemed she was speaking in Spanish, this alarmed Hibari,
because his attackers spoke Spanish too, could they have some sort of tie? No, it was too unlikely...

but then again, Rotsa claimed to be part of a family, no, two families...

"Esta bien, te llamare para darte los detalles..." she spoke in a harsh tone and quietly hung up,
letting the phone fall from her hands as if they no longer had the strength to hold the device,
she looked down at the floor in silence, Hibari thought she could cry,
her eyebrows were knitted together while her body was shaking a little,
and she was biting her lip so hard that a little trail of blood trickled down her chin.


Ya veo:i see

cuando va a ser:when is it going to be

esta bien, llamare para darte los detalles:alright, ill call to give you all the details

I know your probably wondering who Ryohei is getting married to, right?

Well, let me give you a little hint, remember when Kyoko goes to Hana's house in the future and they show you a picture of her with a guy, but the guy's face is unknown?

Oh and then Ryohei goes to his room and freaks the fuck out when he sees a picture of himself with a girl, who is also unknown?

Well, just think about it from there ;O

Collonelo:And review, maggots!

-Lucy smiles-

Yes, please do!

-turns to Collonelo-

Ohh my god! You are so much cuter up and personal!

-she cries out like a fan girl-

Collonelo:yeah i know, maggot.

Haha...ha...