Target 35: Catch Me If You Can (Yuki POV)

Flashback:

Hope was a fragile thing with paper wings. It could easily soar upwards with the wind, and just as easily come crashing down in a crumpled broken heap. He retracted his hand and swallowed the bile of regret and unspoken words that his pride had prevented him from saying. Then he decided he would do something he hasn't done since she died.

He would hope.

I opened my eyes slowly and adjusted to my surroundings. Damn, this bed was hella comfy; I think that was the first time I slept without waking up randomly. I got up and swung my legs over the side, but cursed once I got up because the world was spinning. Once the dizzy spell passed, I headed for the door.

I froze once I got it open.

(Hibari POV)

He could hear the slight rustling in her room, but he made no move to get up. He stayed sitting on his knees, sipping his green tea at his table. He heard her curse, and all his doubt went away.

It was her. Kawahira Yuki.

The door creaked opened, yet he stayed absolutely still and unmoving.

Then he looked up.

My mouth popped open in a surprised 'o' once I took in who was sitting on the floor.

"Hibari?" I managed to squeak out, and he turned to look at me.

"What are you doing on my side of the base herbivore?" He asked me, picking his paint brush up and continuing to write whatever he was writing before.

"Well hello to you to," I replied cheekily. "If I'm not mistaken I'm pretty sure Giannini told me that my room was on this side of the base though. I didn't know it was your side of the base."

That seemed to make Hibari snap. He got up from the floor in a swift fluid movement, and soon he was looming over me, with a tonfa pressed to my throat.

"It's not your room, it's her room. Don't make that mistake again." He growled his voice calm and even, but steely and cold, and I could detect the death threat underneath it.

"Jeez, fine," I replied, holding my hands up in a placation gesture while trying to shove him away. "Wait…Her room? Who's her?" I asked him in confusion, cocking my head to the side and gazing at him intently. He didn't reply, and continued on with his calligraphy, but I could see he was pressing down on the paintbrush; gripping it so hard that his knuckles were turning white.

I knew it wasn't right to push him, and I seriously wanted to know. I actually didn't remember anything from my future, just everybody else's, and I think that was so I wouldn't screw up anything. Plus my memory was starting to fail me, and it became harder and harder to recall what happened anymore.

I continued standing there, determined to keep staring at him until he answered. But of course, I was dealing with Hibari ten years later, and a little of my staring wasn't going to bother him. But I kept on thinking about what happened in the future. I felt like I knew it once, but it was forgotten in time as my mind replaced that memory with something else. It was hard keeping two sets of memories in your head. I got terrible head splitting migraines all the time.

But I knew. I knew who this person he was speaking of was. I just couldn't get a name or a face. The more I thought about it, the more my head started to pound, and my knees started buckling. My vision was tunneling, and I tried to grab something to support me.

But there was nothing there and I just sat on the ground to let this dizzy spell pass. Somewhere in the back of my hazy mind, I could feel Hibari's eyes watching me, but he made no move to get up.

"Bastard," I mumbled under my breath, as I felt myself fall towards the ground. The last thought I had before I passed out was that Hibari was going to miraculously swoop in and catch me, like all the heroes do to their damsels in distress. (Not like I wanted to be or am a damsel in distress).

But it's Hibari we're talking about.

So he let me fall.

Back to Hibari POV

He watched using his peripheral vision as her eyes clouded over, and her face contorted. She reached for something to grab onto, but found nothing. He continued watching her sway back and forth, eyes getting hazy and knees shaking. This reminded him all too much of when she first got sick, but he reminded himself that this was not her.

This was not his Yuki.

She started falling and he let her fall, not catching her or even making the slightest shift in his movements that suggested he was going to do anything to help.

He remembered all those times he had to save her all those years ago.

Flashback:

Once upon a time, they were on a mission, and Yuki somehow managed to get stranded on a rooftop. The building was going up in flames and the rest of the team was already out. She was standing, balanced precariously on the edge looking down.

He was standing right under her with his arms spread out wide. (Granted the building was only three stories, but that would still hurt).

"Catch me if you can," She called down, and gave him a cocky smirk before she jumped. Half of him wanted to drop her just to teach her a lesson, but he caught her and they managed to get away without a single scratch.

That was the last mission they went on together, and that was the last mission she would ever go on.

So he got up and willed himself to walk away, leaving her there; vulnerable, alone.

He left her behind again and kept walking, back straight, shoulders squared, chin up, hands shaking ever so slightly, it could be dismissed as a twitch.

Just like when she died.

Yuki POV

I woke up with a groan. Jesus how many times am I gonna wake up with a groan instead of a blissful sigh? But I apparently passed out on a hard wood floor so that definitely cannot be comfortable. And it was cold too. I was freezing my ass off.

I picked myself off the floor and got up. Thank god this time I wasn't still woozy and delirious.

I looked around in confusion for a second before I remembered what happened.

Hibari that fucking bastard! He let me fall while he just watched. I mean…he could've me, not like he was going to, but it would have been nice if he did… What am I talking about? This is Hibari! I'm pretty sure he would kiss Mukuro then commit murder suicide before catching me and acting all romantic.

Screw him and his cold cool steely demeanor. One day I will crack him. One day I will find the girl who seemed to give him so much joy. Actually, I don't think that can even be said.

One day I will find the girl who he was able to tolerate because he seemed empty. (Not that he let it show, but I could tell after years of reading people's emotions).

Maybe she could also fill in some gaps I have in my memory. Well...she could fill in a lot of the information I'm missing. Maybe she could also give me some details about the future.

I need to figure out who she is...and find her fast.

A/N: OMG guys it hasn't been that long since I last updated YAY! I really like this chapter and think Yuki is so stupid for not realizing. I mean I know it's all cliché to have the girl not remember but Yuki does have to remember memories from two lives, and just memorizing stuff for a test is hard. Also, you can see my bias in this chapter! I do ship Mukuro and Hibari. Review and tell me who is your OTP in KHR and if you like Hibari and Mukuro together. Cause I do! ;) That reminds me…I haven't been able to write as much as I would like to because its finals week. Fuck my life. But at least I got something up right? I mean I just have one last final tomorrow so wish me luck! This is how much I love you guys to be writing this instead of studying LOL. So…please read and review and make my procrastination worth it? I love reading all your guy's reviews! ;) Love y'all so much! ~Until next time!