Hello, everyone! I'm soooo sorry about the delay, and I know this story is on hold, but that's only because I didn't have access to a computer, but I'm going to have access all this week, and in correspondence to my last update, which was yesterday, I'm going to be writing like crazy!
I just finished this chapter and have the next chapter completely mapped out! : D Yaaayyy! So hopefully in a day or two I can get that chapter out, but I'm definitely going to get this chapter out, like.. now!
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To say that over the next month things had settled into a despondent pattern would be lying.
Namimori, that had once been alive with chatter between students while they went to their next class, was silent.
In the beginning, no one could have foreseen what was to come. Hibari Kyouya's wrath was surely something to be frightened of, especially if that wrath was directed toward you.
Any and all that crossed his path were fiercely 'bitten to death' by the Skylark. Almost all the students had quickly learned to stay far away from him, keep their heads down and their lips clamped together in silence as they briskly walked in the halls, or even on school grounds for that matter. Chaos had truly erupted as the merciless Cloud realized that not even the bullies had dared to go against the rules any longer, providing him with no outlet for the magnificent anger that still coursed through his veins.
Clenching his fists and gritting his teeth, the raven-haired male glared at the school's principal as they spoke to him.
"S-So you see K-Kyouya... We j-just can't have you t-terrorizing the st-students..." Clearing his throat and coughing into his hand, the principal, who was clearly extremely uncomfortable in his current situation, continued "T-The Board and I have d-decided that maybe you should t-tone it... Down..?"
Shrinking in his seat from the massive aura that rolled off the figure standing before his desk like ferocious waves, he hoped that soon the boy would leave the room, and surely enough, his wish was granted.
Hibari Kyouya stared blankly at the male, only giving him an impassive "Hmph" as he turned on his heel and left the room. The principal let out all the air from his lungs and slumped over his desk. 'Someone really needs to tame that damn kid.. Terrorizing the school... Feel sorry for the poor sap he runs into next.'
Kyouya walked swiftly through the halls, sharp eyes scanning for any sign of any student when he heard quick footsteps coming from the stairwell. Smirking, he set off in that general direction, entering the stairwell and closing the door behind him with a silent 'click.'
He stood in front of the door, listening intently when he heard some papers ruffle and a quiet whispered "o-ow!"
He knew that voice. He knew that timid, low, gentle voice. It was the herbivore... Out in the halls after the bell had rung? Oh, this was good. This was perfect. Who better to take his anger out on than the person who had caused it all? And over a lowly knife herbivore, as well.
The Skylark descended the stairs, about to make his presence known before he heard another voice.
"Shishi.. You didn't think what? That after what you did to me, and then had that fucker do to me... That I would let you off easy? That I would, what? Disappear?"
"N-No! I never..." The herbivore's voice faded to an inaudible level and Hibari, instead of trying to better hear the conversation, turned and exited the stairwell. If that herbivore had even a sliver of hope that he would come to rescue him, it would never happen. If he was going to chose the knife wielder over him, then so be it. He would let him have him. He would no longer get involved, it wasn't his problem.
After the incident with Hibari, Tsuna had become even more inverted than he was before.
He only spoke to those he absolutely needed to, meaning most of his guardians that pestered him endlessly until he finally spoke up to tell them he was fine.
School had become even more unbearable than it was before. In the beginning, Hibari's lack of presence around the young brunette caused bullies to harass him endlessly. He had hoped that perhaps the Skylark would show up every time, but he never did. He was always pummeled into the ground, his lunch money taken, or his books knocked down and scattered over the school yard.
The students, who had settled into a comfortable routine of only teasing him when he messed up, began to tease him relentlessly. If he was walking in the hall, someone was there to say something. If he was sitting in his desk, someone was there to say something. If he was walking home, someone was sure to drive by and say something.
After about two weeks of Hell, his rain and storm guardians returned from their training in Italy. Though they didn't know what was going on, they could definitely feel the difference in the atmosphere of the school. Hayato and Yamamoto had become even more overprotective of him since they returned, at least one of them always staying by his side to fend off anyone who dared to insult their friend.
At first, he was glad to have them back, but soon enough Reborn had them go away for training again. Oh, how his sadistic tutor loved to torture him, which lead him to where he was now.
"What do you mean you had them leave again! What am I supposed to do, Reborn? I can't handle that school by myself.." He glanced downward, his hands curling into light fists.
"Oi, Dame-Tsuna! Grow up and be a man. You shouldn't need to hide behind your guardians, you're supposed to become the boss of one of the most powerful families the mafia world has ever known. Learn how to deal with it yourself." The infant crossed his arms and stared apathetically at his student. "By the way, unless you'd rather provoke the wrath of a certain cloud, I'd suggest you get going to school. You're going to be late."
Tsuna visibly flinched at Reborn's warning and grabbed his bag, slinging it over his shoulder before trudging out of the room. He walked down his stairs, bid his mom goodbye, and started on his way to school.
He learned the back roads a while ago, and was taking only them to school so he wouldn't run into any other students. He had just enough time to walk to school and make it by the bell, but he knew who always waited by the school gates for the last few minutes before the bell, so he decided to run to make it there before the Skylark took up his position.
He made it in time, just barely, for when he got to the school he had only enough time to dive behind some bushes against the wall before the disciplinarian stalked by him and took his place, arms crossed over his chest.
Caramel hues lowered to the ground, he inwardly cursed himself for being such an idiot before he crawled out of the bushes and raced toward the door to the building. He swiftly made his way to class, taking his seat and pulling out his books while ignoring the other students whispering lowly to one another.
When the teacher entered the room, the students grew silent and turned their attention toward the front of the room to the teacher who was taking his things out to begin the role call. Upon calling out Tsuna's name, the boy rose his hand and muttered meek "present" before glancing out the window.
Propping his elbow against the desk and resting his chin within the palm of his hand, the brunette stared idly at the trees, the sky, but most of all, the scattered clouds in the sky.
Thinking back, he didn't know why he got so upset with the cloud guardian. After all, the sadistic bastard did deserve it. He knew what would happen when Belphegor could sneak away from the Varia again, he knew that he would more than likely be by himself during the confrontation, and yet he could not bring himself to remember the reason why he had been so upset that day.
He supposed it had something to do with the history he and the Prince shared together. Belphegor had come into his romantic life while he was very vulnerable, when Hibari Kyouya either didn't recognize or just didn't reciprocate his feelings. He didn't know what to do at first, when the man he thought psychotic showed him how it felt to be loved by someone. He was very sweet, and very gentle when they had first gotten together, things didn't start to get violent until after the first month. The brunette had not one clue as to why things had gotten so bad while they were together.
Breaking it off with the psychopath was something he should have done after the first time things had gotten physical, not put off until the last possible minute. He and Belphegor had never gotten that violent before, but that's probably because Tsuna never fought back until then.
Having Hibari-san there, knowing that the unbelievably strong guardian had his back, it comforted him and gave him the courage he needed to make a stand for himself... And now look at what had happened. He ruined everything over his stupid, uncontrollable emotions!
Hibari hated his guts now and started attacking every single person in the school, save for the teachers and himself, but only himself because he tried everything in his power to avoid the raven-haired male. If Belphegor decided to come back, no one would be there to save him.
It would be him, and him alone against the psychotic assassin.
The school bell rang, signaling the end of their first period and ripping him out of his thoughts. He quickly gathered all his books, shoved them into his bag, and strode into the hallway, keeping a quick pace and walking with his head down.
When a rough shove from the right caused him to drop his bag and scatter his books across the hall for the other kids to step on, it was only then that he looked up to see several of the usual bullies standing around him.
"Hey there, Dame-Tsuna.~" The largest of the group spoke up in a sickeningly sweet voice. "We have something for you. From some real tough, pansy looking guy. Here."
A demented smile broke out on his face as he dropped one of Bel's knives on the ground in front of the brunette, whose face dropped and grew pale the instant he set eyes on it.
The entire group broke into loud, rambunctious laughter, the leader speaking up again.
"Oh! Oh man! That was priceless! Dude was right!" He chortled as he lead the group away.
Tsunayoshi, however, instead of continuing to pick up his papers and get out of there before Hibari came, only stared at the blade. His palms began to sweat, his whole body beginning to tremble while he suddenly felt too dizzy to even sit up properly anymore. 'This soon..? He's back so soon...?'
His mouth grew dry and he tried to swallow to no avail. He sloppily grabbed all his papers and books, literally throwing them into his backpack. He wouldn't allow the Prince to find him. He'd rather try to run to class. He couldn't get him while he was in class.
He ran toward the doors at the end opposite end of the hall, opening them and entering the stairwell quickly. He almost tripped while walking down the stairs toward the first floor of the building, but he collided with a toned chest and fell backwards, his papers once more scattering all over.
"O-ow!" He mumbled to himself, about to start gathering his papers when he noticed the oh-so-familiar shoes in front of him.
Once more his palms began to sweat and his mouth ran dry, his mind spun in quick circles trying to think of a decent reaction, but all he could do was stare wide-eyed at the blond male.
"Y-You're here? I... I didn't think that you would... " He whispered the words so quietly, he wasn't sure if the Prince had even heard him.
The blonde reached down to grip tightly onto the brunette's chin, yanking his face upward so he could glare menacingly into his eyes.
"Shishi.. You didn't think what? That after what you did to me, and then had that fucker do to me... That I would let you off easy? That I would, what? Disappear?"
"N-No! I never... I never meant for all that to happen.."
"Oh? But didn't you, Vongola? T'ch. You sure got a way of letting people know when you're done with them, don't you~?" The Prince's tone was low, threatening, and contained enough hostility for seven people. "But look at you now. You're doing so much better, aren't you? Your pathetic cloud won't even come to save you, will he?"
Burying his face in his free hand, Belphegor began to snicker wickedly before throwing his head back and laughing maniacally as he delivered a swift kick to Tsuna's gut, knocking him back against the wall beside the stairs. The Sky's breath had easily been knocked out of him, and he struggled to suck in enough oxygen before a hand came to grip harshly at his fluffy tresses and yank his head back.
"I'm going to show you, little peasant..." Belphegor leaned in close to the boy, his lips pulled back over his teeth as he snarled, one of his many knives in his other hand that was pressed into Tsuna's abdomen. "How it felt to be ripped open. Ushishishishi, this should be fun, no?"
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