"An Enchanting Sting"
An enchanting six months had already passed since you had come into the hands of Hibari Kyoya. You never spent a day away from him ever since the last argument you both had. Of course, Hibari didn't really have a choice; you were stuck to him like a tumor. There was no getting away from you.
Unfortunately for you, the events in the past few days have started to fill his head with doubts. For lack of a better word, he wanted to terminate you.
It has never a problem before, but lately your mere existence had seemed to be an attraction for trouble. The first time, you had almost set the kitchen on fire, the second time you were nearly ran over by a truck (Hibari had to save you, but with much hesitance), and the third time... Well, for mysterious reasons, which will never be known, you had somehow conjured up a mob of angry businessmen.
You were positive that if you made one more wrong move, you'd get a tonfa to the head. "Hibi! I want hat!" You pushed your nose up against the t.v. that was currently advertising some old fashioned hats. To get your attention away from the screen, he tossed a jellybean your direction. It worked.
You chewed on the delight, rushing over to his side in an instant. He tossed a glance at you, noticing that you were awfully close. "You're crowding me, Snow." You smiled, distancing yourself, but not too far. Your hair snaked around your shoulders and he cringed at how... white they were.
They were not suit for Nami High nor were they a pleasant sight, at least to him, it wasn't. "We'll have to dye-"
"Die!?" You were aghast! The color in your face faded as you frantically thought that Hibari had gone mad. Of course, the thought of dying together was romantic, but it didn't please you that you'd have to sleep forever and never see him again.
"Idiot. I meant, dye your hair to a more suitable color next time," he sighed. You frowned, unsure of what he meant. Hibari had gotten so used to your stupidity, things like this didn't bother him as much anymore.
"It means to change your hair color-"
You instantly gasped, grabbing your hair and holding the strands against your bosom. To you, this was worse than dying. "No Hibi!" He quirked a brow. That was the first time you went against his orders. You loved your hair, no matter how wacky it looked. Plus, did your name not come from your hair color?
"A haircut would also be a good idea-"
"No no no no no!" You were instantly set off. Hibari sighed, annoyed that you had learned that two-lettered word. Dying your hair was one thing, but cutting it? That was absolutely forbidden. You enjoyed rubbing your toes in between your long hair and smelling the sweet scent of burgers in them!
He waved you off, "I'll think about it."
Usually when he said that, it meant to leave him alone. You hesitated, hoping that he really would take into consideration your wishes. But, your hair had gotten quite lengthy... No! You absolutely did not want to lose a single strand.
You walked around Nami High, shaking your hips back and forth to watch your skirt move in every direction. You didn't make eye contact with any other humans, since for some reason, you always sensed a hint of hostility towards you.
Unaware, you'd never guess that it was because they thought you were a "special pet" to Hibari. He always gave you a little leeway, never seeming to mind your strange hair or the way you were so bizarre. Of course, you literally were his special pet, but it's not like anyone knew.
"Hey, outsider."
You kept walking, only interested in the way your skirt seemed to flow with your chi~ You'd been getting in touch with your inner chakra lately.
A harsh tug on your harm finally pulled you out of your dream state, "Keh?" You grinned, hoping to see what visitor came to see you today. You came face to face with a posse full of intimidating looks. You remembered that this was the part where you were supposed to greet. "Hi!" You raised your right hand.
They stared.
"Eugh, is this the girl that everyone is calling special? What a joke! That white hair is so fake; you're just a wannabe!" You stared at the one with the ponytails and long legs.
"Why you mad?" You asked, wondering what the fuss was about. Of course, your pacifist ways were surely going to get you into trouble again. The next thing you knew, a hand was clutching onto your collar and you were staring at the eyes of an angry bull.
She sneered, "I dislike ass kissers like you. How is it that the devil of Nami High doesn't lay a hand on you but when it's us, we're all just herbivores!" Apparently, this posse in front of you was once dealt with the tonfa.
You blinked, wondering if this was how girls befriended each other. She gave a loud sigh, "Ugh, never mind. Here's what, I'll be your friend," she held a sly smile, extending those pretty fingers of hers.
"And as evidence of that, you can light up this sparkler! It'll be like fireworks in February!" She handed you a red cylinder with a string at the end. Hm. It didn't look safe at all.
You shoved it back in her arms, "No. Hibi mad if Nami destroyed." Your grammar was pretty horrible, but it got the point across. The girl laughed, quite frustratingly, and lit it herself and placed it in your hand.
"He won't be mad! You're special remember? Well, we're going now. Have fun with that bomb- I mean, sparkler!" She grinned, furiously walking away with the others. You held an owl-like expression, mesmerized by this 'sparkler.'
"Snow." You recognized that voice immediately. You called that beloved name you adored and swished around, holding out the pretty light.
"Hibi! Look, sparkler-"
In a matter of seconds, Hibari had yanked that bomb out of your hands and threw it out the window, causing quite a loud explosion in the courtyard. Your eyes went ballistic at the sight, "Mushroom..." You admired the shape of the smoke.
"Herbivore."
You twitched at that degrading name. The only times he only called you that was when you really ticked him off. You shrunk when you saw his eyes darkening. Trouble really did attach itself to you. "If I hadn't gotten here on time, a portion of Nami would've been destroyed," he raised his voice.
He still kept his calm, but you were never used to being yelled at like this. Usually, he wouldn't let it get to him, but the fact that the past week had been hell for you and him, he wouldn't let it go this time. Plus, this time, it involved his precious school.
"But Snow no know that sparkler go boom!" You flailed your arms, but earned no forgiveness.
You'd like to believe he didn't mean it when he told you the words you'd never forget the burn of. "It's final, I'm getting rid of you."
He left you standing alone in the hallway to think about your actions. Maybe he just said it because he was frustrated, or maybe he really meant it. "Hibi..."
Your voice wouldn't reach him anymore.
