I actually still have exams, but Maya just won't shut up in my head so I figured I'll just let her out. About her parents...I don't really know what they were doing getting back in this story. It just happened okay? I'm totally winging this. No plans, no outlines... The chapters come out when I seat in front of the computer, type for about an hour then post. Bam. Just like that.

Chapter Twelve

Oh, so you're a Hibari...Huh?

"Kyoya said Maya will be at school tomorrow," casually said Tsuna.

His friends' reaction to the news was...well, varied and if he was honest, kind of hilarious.

Yamamoto laughed and said, "That's great."

Naturally, Gokudera was outraged. When wasn't he, really?

Mukuro was rather creepy. He just chuckled his signature 'kufufu' and sipped his drink as though he was completely expecting it. Maybe he was.

Chrome was quiet, but Tsuna noticed she was somehow pale. Tsuna asked if she was fine, and she said, "yes, yes, she was." It was just that she was very nervous. He asked why, and she glared at him with her single eye. Tsuna gulped and turned to Lambo instead, who was asking for a candy. He handed him one from his pocket, and slipped another to I pin behind him. The shy girl smiled and bowed.

Just then, a yell was heard from none other than Ryohei.

"WHO IS MAYA TO THE EXTREME?!"

Tsuna laughed.

"She's Kyoya's fiancee," answered Mukuro. "Kufufu."

"Thats's great!" said Ryohei. Then he added, "What's a fiancee?"

Tsuna thought Yamamoto would die laughing.

Really, he loved his family.

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This time, Maya was able to get to the classroom without incident. No fights broke out in the schoolyard, and no creepy eyepatches attacked her in the hallways. In fact, she didn't meet anyone at all. Bliss.

Kusakabe escorted her just to be safe and left her outside of the classroom. It was closed, and the inside was quiet. She knocked tentatively.

The teacher was a balding old man with round glasses. He said he was Okuda-sensei. Maya couldn't care less. She doubted very much he could teach her anything substantial. She bowed politely still, as Kusakabe told her teachers are to be respected no matter how bad they smelled. Even Kyoya apparently gave them respects to some degree.

"We have a new student with us today. She was registered along with the rest of you, but due to health reasons, she was unable to come in until today. Please treat her kindly." He motioned for her to join him in front of the students. "Hibari-san, please introduce yourself."

"My name is Hibari Maya, nice to meet you."

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"Huh? Did she say Hibari?"

"Hibari, like Hibari-Hibari?"

"I don't know."

"Is she-"

"Do you think-"

"Wow, she's really pretty."

"Don't you think she sort of reminds you of someone?"

"Hmm. Waah. I love her hair. So straight and long."

"Those hairclips are so cute."

"Someone saw her with Kusakabe-san just now. Do you think-"

"Maybe she's-"

"Hibari, huh? Scary."

"But she looks like an angel!"

"Hibari Kyoya is pretty too."

"Eh, now that you mention it, they do seem alike, don't they?"

"That aura..."

"Hibari Maya."

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"Don't you think it would be better if she used a different surname, Kyo-san? Right now she's probably-"

"She's a Hibari."

Kusakabe sighed. "Yes, but people will-"

"I don't give a shit what people think."

"...yeah, you definitely don't," Kusakabe mumbled. By the way Kyoya glared at him the whispered sarcasm didn't escape his hearing at all. Kusakabe decided it was time to change the topic. "By the way, Kyo-san, it seems Marianne-san and Jiro-san are planning to come back to Namimori."

Crash. Kusakabe looked sadly at the broken pieces of the vase on the floor. "They're not welcome here."

"I thought you would say that, but, Kyo-san," Kusakabe paused. Kyoya narrowed his gaze at him. "Our people won't be enough to stop them if they truly want to see her, you know."

Kyoya's grin was savage. "No, I don't know that. I do not want them anywhere within three miles of her. Make it happen." And then he was gone, jumping out of the fourth floor window with a swish of his gakuran.

Kusakabe scratched his pompadour. "Here he goes with the ridiculous orders again. How am I supposed to stop those monsters..."

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The moment Jiro and Marianne Hibari's car reached the Namimori limits, they knew getting near their daughter would be a fight. "We're surrounded," commented Marianne, her eyes cold and assessing.

Jiro leaned on his seat casually. He counted their opponents. "Twenty. Man, that little prince doesn't hold back at all. He must hate us very much."

"Yeah, well, he practically raised Maya." Marianne understood and acknowledged facts even if she didn't like them.

"Hmm, I wonder about that."

Marianne glared at her husband. He always loved confusing her with his cryptic remarks. "Just shut up and take care of them, will you? I'm hungry."

Jiro smiled serenely. "Just run them over."

Marianne rolled her eyes. "And they say I'm the cold-blooded one. They're kids."

"They're delinquents. Kyoya should choose better subordinates."

"What is up with you today? You're annoying." Marianne huffed, but she was moving out of the car.

"Running them over is easier. The car is bulletproof anyway."

"The cleaning and paint job would be costly."

"Hmm. Whatever you say."

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"Hibari-san, are you perhaps, related to Hibari Kyoya?"

Maya was expecting the question, though she still hadn't decided how to answer. Certainly she was related to him. They were from the same family. Their great-great-grandparents were the same. They were cousins. They were also engaged. And they used to live in the same house.

She decided to go with the truth. "I'm his fiancee."

"Okay...wait, what?"

She didn't know why that was so surprising. They had been engaged for years now after-all.

"We're engaged," she clarified, thinking maybe they didn't know what fiancee meant.

There was an absolute silence before they all started yelling in shock.

Maya thought they were very loud. Were high school students always this...energetic?

Well, whatever. They didn't matter.

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