Disclaimer: I, MusicallyWritten, do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

Enjoy, my loverlies~

English is bold. Japanese isn't. (And there'll be some Italian or French or Latin or something going on somewhere, who knows?)

I also do not own Cardcaptor Sakura. (I WISH, THOUGH.)

Calli's POV.

As I laid back onto the guest bed of the Sasagawa home, I held up a photograph and fingered it between my thumb and my index. I smiled to myself.

Good thing Hibari didn't ask what was behind my back.

I stuffed the photograph back under my pillow and lifted my phone up. I turned it on.

50 missed call(s) from Kady "Perf" Crisanté.

I blinked. Guess that's what I get for not having my phone on for the past two days.

I sat up and sent a quick, "I'm safe." text to my sister and placed the phone back to its original spot.

"CALLI-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!"

"Yes, Ryoheii-san?"

The white-haired boy burst through my door with a wide grin spread across his face as per usual. "KYOKO-CHAN SAYS FOR YOU TO GO OUT WITH HER."

I propped myself up onto my elbows. "Where?"

"Appreciation Day…?"

"Un!" Kyoko beamed, easily reminding me of a certain little Cardcaptor. "Haru-chan and I only eat cake once a month! And last month, we didn't because we gained too much weight."

I blinked. "Oh. Okay. That's actually really smart."

"How often do you eat cake?"

"Uh… I don't really like cake."

"You… you don't like cake."

I quickly put my hands up in defense. "I mean, I love sweets! Love chocoates, love cookies, pastries, pies. Anything really… Except not a lot of love for cakes."

"You… don't like cakes."

I rubbed the back of my neck. "No, well, I didn't say that. I just said I didn't really. I mean… I like white cake and cheesecake. But apparently cheesecake is a pie… And I love cupcakes. But… like, a slice of cake? No. Too spongey, not enough outer crust, do you know what I mean?"

Kyoko shook her head.

I sweatdropped. "Ehrm, well, I don't really like the texture of cakes. Unless it's a corner piece of a cake that's been cooked just a little bit longer than it should have been. Gives a nice… bite. Leaves less of that spongeyness in my mouth."

"You don't like the spongeyness of cakes?"

I shook my head slowly.

Kyoko stared forward, her brows furrowing in attempt to comprehend what I had just said. "Not even strawberry shortcake?"

I shook my head.

"Red velvet?"

"Nope."

"Bundt?"

"No."

"Red bean?"

"No, sorry."

As we neared the cake shop, I could see Haru already waiting in line, her back turned towards us. Kyoko's head turned to me slowly, and with a quiver in her voice, asked, "What about chocolate cake? You must like chocolate cake?"

I scowled. "That's the worst kind!"

Kyoko fainted.

"K-Kyoko-chan!"

As Kyoko smacked happily on her strawberry shortcake with a bandage concealing the small bump that formed once she collapsed on the ground, I merely picked at my white cake.

"What's wrong, Calli-chan? Do you not want your cake?" Haru asked, her voice full of concern.

I merely laughed it off. "No. Not exactly hungry."

"Ah, it's because you're in love, isn't it?"

"Wait. What?"

There was a sudden flame that blazed in the eyes of the Midori girl. "You're in love!"

I turned to Kyoko in hopes of finding help, what the heck was Haru on? But alas, my younger friend was too far gone with her cake. I sweatdropped. Haru continued speaking with an immeasurable passion, "That would be the only reason that a girl would not enjoy the cake! The butterflies in your stomach is too much, isn't it? ISN'T IT?"

"What are you talking about?" I replied, rather frantic.

"You're in love with Hibari-san, aren't you?!"

Silence swept over us. A few heads turned our way, and began whispering. Even Kyoko seemed interested now.

"W-what do you mean?"

"I was right!" Once she came to this conclusion, though, she stumbled back into her seat, a look of disbelief shrouding her face. "He's rather abusive, don't you think?"

I shook my head fervently, feeling heat rise to my cheeks. "No, no, no, no! I don't! I mean, I do think he's abusive, but I don't like him!"

"Ohh… so that's why Calli-chan always hangs out with Hibari-san instead of with us…" The orange-headed girl looked up, placing a slender finger on her chin.

"K-Kyoko-chan!"

"What were you two doing while you were at his house so late?"

"Hahi! You were at his house?!"

I nearly fell over from embarrassment. "I just worked on the English project for my class! That's it!"

Haru eyed me with suspicion, then they gleamed. "Well, since you can't eat cake because your love obviously burns as strong as my love for Tsuna—" I cringed. "—you should go spend time with Hibari-san instead of us."

I shook my head and laughed nervously. "R-really. I don't like him."

"Ne, Calli-chan, Haru-chan is right! You should go spend time with Hibari-san." Kyoko smiled. She closed the box that her cake arrived in and gestured at Haru for them to leave.

Before I could even tell them that they were dead wrong, they were already out the door, Haru yelled out, "Ganbatte, Calli-chan! Win his heart!"

As a few dozen eyes landed on me, I covered my face with my hands to conceal the redness of my cheeks.

This was not what I signed up for.

Third Person POV.

"Kyo-san."

"Hmm."

"Calli-chan is outside, sitting on the gate of the school."

He growled underneath his breath. "Tell the herbivore to get off school property before I bite her to death."

"Are you sure you don't want to do it?"

Hibari glared up at his right hand man. "Get. Her. Away."

Kusakabe sighed to himself as he was shutting the door to the Disciplinary Committee office.

That is, until he noticed a certain little carnivore jump out the window of said room.

The vice-president smiled.

"Herbivore."

Calli glanced over her shoulder, crimson eyes coming into contact with a deep cerulean. "Yes, Kyoya-san?"

He unsheathed his tonfas. Calli rolled her eyes and scoffed, pulling off a Kayde. "I'm not in the mood. Go ahead and bite me to death, or whatever."

Hibari scowled at the small figure as she turned back around, facing the quiet street. He'd much rather see her begging for mercy. With one leap, he landed on the stone gate and sat down next to her.

"I'm thinking about something."

Hibari stayed silent.

"Have you ever liked a girl, Kyoya-san?"

"Those kinds of emotions are for herbivores."

She sighed loudly. "Yeah. I figured." She twiddled her thumbs and swung her legs back and forth. She was wearing jeans and a short-sleeved t-shirt, so most of her arms were completely bare to the September winds. There were some goosebumps that covered her skin. She, probably subsconsiously, began rubbing her hands against her arms, creating some sort of friction.

Hibari hit himself mentally for noticing that.

"I've liked a lot of guys."

Her words broke the prefect's thoughts.

"A lot of them were bad people. Actually, all of them were bad people. They were all delinquents. Most of them are in juvie now. And then… there was this one guy. Oh, he was… entrancing—" Hibari cringed at her word choice. "—he was a sweet-talker, the kind of words that just made your spine tingle." She shuddered, adding effect to her story. "But… he was the worst one. I knew he was bad news. But… I was drawn into him. He sucked me into his chaotic world and I almost lost myself completely." She chuckled, darkly, remembering the past. "We weren't even together, y'know. Never officially. He just dragged me around and showed me off. And then he cheated on me once." She sighed.

"Hn."

"But that's not the worst part."

Hibari stared blankly at her.

"The worst part of it all… was that I was still addicted to him… He was my drug. My escape. But I never voiced my feelings to him. Because I knew he'd turn me away. And I didn't want that… So I stayed the silent girl he wanted me to be. And he filled my mind with his empty words."

Hibari couldn't help but feel as though the herbivore was stupider than he thought.

"After many restless nights, and Kayde knocking some sense into me, I finally got rid of him." She breathed in deeply. "It was the best decision I ever made. Err… well, second best decision."

A curiosity sprung up in Hibari's mind. His mind was telling him, 'no,' but his mouth formed the words before he could even notice, "What was the first?"

Calli blinked, startled slightly. But then that annoying smile just spread across her lips. Hibari cringed at her chirpiness.

"Coming to Namimori, of course!"

The herbivore was back to normal.

"Ne, ne, Kyoya-san!"

Hibari mentally cursed himself for letting the herbivore drag herself alongside him. She was bouncing as she walked, her heels hardly ever touching the concrete sidewalk. "What."

"Doesn't that cloud look like Hibird?"

Hibari's eyes lazily stared up at the sky, his bangs shifting slightly due to the breeze. He raked his fingers through them, so he could actually see what was above.

It was just a regular cloud.

"No."

He continued walking.

Calli pouted, rushing to be by his side. "You have no imagination, Kyoya-san."

That earned her a tonfa to the crown of her head. She winced and cried out softly. Hibari smirked, the demon within him pleased at the sight.

"If I told you someone liked you, Kyoya-san, what would you do?"
"Bite them to death."

Calli frowned at the response. "Don't you think that's a little harsh? I mean, they just like you…"

Once they turned the corner, they entered into a rather secluded street, with only a few stores here and there.

"Who is it?"

"Ahaha… N-nobody. Just a simple hypothetical question, is all."

Hibari picked up the nervousness in her voice, the shakiness of her legs, and the thin layer of sweat that formed at her brows.

"H-Hibari-san!" Calli squeaked when she felt the cool metal of the tonfa at her throat. She nearly stumbled back, until the felt the all-too familiarity of the same material behind her neck.

She was trapped.

Hibari smirked and licked his lips, causing Calli to shiver rather violently, the coolness of the winds not exactly helping. His eyes were full of blood-lust, the eyes of a predator.

And Calli was the prey.

"Is it you, herbivore?"

Calli gulped and avoided his eye contact. She shut her eyes tightly and mumbled the words she never thought she'd hear herself say aloud,

"Yeah. I like you."

A/N: Thanks again to Kanako Arichi for reviewing! You keep making my days with them! Thanks for your feedback on Kayde and Dino. Not exactly good at writing fight scenes, but I'll try my hardest, hey! (Copying Collonello like a bau5.)

Here you go. Calli's attempt to 'get with it'.

She buried her feelings deep inside her because of her past relationship (there are some people that want to watch the world burn, and all the guys that Calli has liked were those people) but then once Haru and Kyoko brought up her feelings in a conversation, she felt as though she might as well confess to them now, instead of hurting herself in the long run. Getting rejected right quick is easier than holding onto something that's not there.

The guy I wrote about for Calli's boyfriend symbolizes a person that I know in real life. And he's a total dickwad. Dassit.