Well, here are the pairing poll results:

Hibari-13

Izaya-12

Shizuo-6

Mukuro-5

Yamamoto-4

Tsuna, Enma, Fran, and Xanxus-3

Kida and Gokudera-2

Mikado and Bel-1

I'm kinda surprised that Xanxus actually got that many votes…Haha, there's a pretty wide gap between Hibari&Izaya with the others… With these results, it's gonna be HibarixOC. Of course, the others will have their chance in the spotlight too…I think. But only the top 5 winners, meaning Izaya, Shizuo, Mukuro, and Yamamoto. That's besides Hibari since….well duh.

O~kay, so this wasn't exactly what Rukia expected… she expected a plain, normal day. Instead she found this mysterious person (a woman, she noted, noticing the person's chest -cough cough-) standing outside of her door. This person was dressed in pretty much all black. The only part of her that wasn't black was yellow on her motorbike helmet. Rukia couldn't see the person's eyes, her curiosity rising.

Looking at the person's ride behind them, a sudden thought struck Rukia's mind. Maybe this person was the rumored Black Rider? It seemed pretty likely after all she had heard about said person. If he/she was, however, then how was it possible for them to be wearing a helmet if they didn't have a head? Granted, Rukia has seen other weird things that were on par with this.

"Um…" Rukia started off uneasily, unlike herself, "May I help you?"

The supposed Black Rider typed on her phone, "You're Nakano Ruki, right?"

"Y-Yeah," Rukia confirmed. "Why?"

"Have you noticed anything about your friends? Mikado, Anri, and Kida?"

"They seem like there's some sort of tension between them…and they haven't really been hanging out with each other lately," Rukia murmured, rubbing her chin.

The Black Rider stood silently, patiently waiting for Rukia to understand.

"WAIT! Don't tell me," Celty (I'm tired of saying Black Rider) looked at Rukia's wide eyes in amusement, "Mikado's like the Dollars leader or something while Kida's the leader of the Yellow Scarves! It's kinda obvious with Kida…I mean, he dyed his hair blonde and all…"

Celty nodded, confirming that Rukia's assumptions were, indeed, correct. Her fingers swiftly moved around her phone's buttons, typing, "Do you know about Anri?"

Rukia quirked an eyebrow, "…No? What should I know? I can guess after my assumptions, but I don't know in detail or anything…"

"I see. Come with me then, please," Celty motioned towards her motorbike. Rukia's slate gray eyes sparkled at the sight of the gorgeous, in Rukia's opinion, ride. Her eyes widened as Celty conjured up a black motorbike helmet from what seemed to be black…smoke? For some reason, it seemed to remind Rukia of the Vongola's Dying Will Flames.

Deciding to shrug that off and think about it more later, Rukia took the helmet and wore it, jumping onto Celty's motorbike.

I cut it off really short, but this isn't the real chapter 8, I guess… The next update of this story will be the last chapter, and after that will be an epilogue, or rather, aftermath kinda thingie. Sooo~…yeah. I didn't want to update suddenly with the last chapter without any notice, so I cut it off short. –A- Lame idea, I know. I just can't keep on typing the story in this document for some reason. O.o *big sigh* Turns out that this story didn't really have romance~… (Just so you know, I –WILL- be doing that side-story…and maybe a Season 2/Sequel of this story will come out…)