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When Hinamori Natsuya woke up from her lovely nap, she noticed three things. One, she was definitely not in the confines of her room. Second, she definitely wasn't in the confines of her school's infirmary either and third, her accessories were strangely missing from her body.
'I'm in hell.' Natsuya thought, horrified that her precious accessories were gone and not anywhere in her sight. 'That black hair kid must have killed me and I'm in Chamber of Avici(1).' After pinching herself numerous times to reassure herself that she was definitely not in Avici and her accessories were placed somewhere safe ( and hopefully somewhere away from moisture. Those things were ridiculously expensive and hard to find). Her eyes flashed at the thought of her precious jewelry being mistreated and Natsuya pulled apart the curtains that surrounded her bed.
"You're awake!" A bright voice chirped, unfazed by her murderous expression. Natsuya narrowed her eyes, grabbing the nearest person towards her - which just so happened to be a man wearing a white lab coat - and pulled him to his feet.
"Oh~ Today must be my lucky day! First I get to treat a lovely high school student. ." Natsuya grip loosened on the man's shirt as she noticed that her hands neatly wrapped and she opened her mouth to apologize, but was interrupted as the man continued. "And now you want to repay me?"
Her nose wrinkled in distain upon smelling the cigarettes from his mouth. "Don't worry! My services are free to girls." She raised an eyebrow, as the man placed his hands on her cheeks. Her eyes then widened in horror as she saw his lips advance towards hers. "All I ask for is a kiss from the lovely-"
His words were cut short as Natsuya promptly kicked him in the stomach, taking a few steps back in case he decided to resume his perverted antics. Her ears burned with embarrassment. How dare he treat her as if she was some. .some. .FLOOZY!
A murderous look passed by her eyes again as she raised her leg to knock some sense into the proclaimed 'doctor', but was held back by a pair of strong arms. "Hey, hey now! We're all friends here~" The friendly voice chirped again, releasing her arms once he deemed she had calmed down. "There's no need for violence."
Natsuya disregarded the friendly tone in the boy's voice and turned towards him, her hand stretched out in a demanded pose. His grin faltered as the black haired boy stared at her with a confusion expression. "Give them to me." A brief pause. "Give me back my accessories."
There was a stunned silence in the room as the boy merely stared at her with a bemused expression. "Ac-ces-so-ries?" The boy sounded it out like it was a foreign word to him. Natsuya growled in irritation, three seconds away from showing the boy a piece of her mind before his short companion threw a bag into her hands.
"U-U-Uh. .H-Here's your accessories!" The short brown haired boy cried out, shrinking away from her when she turned her attention towards him. He seemed to shrink under her scrutinizing gaze. "Shamal had to take them off to bandage your injuries. ." He continued in a small voice, "B-But none of your stuff is damaged or anything. .!" He finished lamely, his face clearly reflecting his thoughts - 'PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!'.
Natsuya's murderous look quickly dispersed upon being reunited with her accessories and she quickly slipped them on. Once she finished stacking the bracelets on her arms, she turned her attention to the two middle school students. "What time is it?"
Tsuna blinked at her sudden change in personality, but said nothing to attract attention to the fact. "Um. .It's a little past twelve." He replied slowly, watching the girl gather her belongings. "Are you going to go back to your school. .?" Tsuna trailed off, realizing that he never got the girl's name.
"It's Hinamori Natsuya." The girl introduced herself, loosening her school uniform's necktie. "And I'm not going to go back to class. It's too much of a bother." She replied with a deep sigh. "School's almost over anyways."
Tsuna blinked once more, choosing not to remark that school ended at three. "I see. ."
"Well then, I'll be going! Thank the perverted doctor for me once he wakes up will you?" Natsuya grinned, replacing the school's guest shoes with her own loafers (2). Tsuna stared dumbstruck as the high school girl bounced out of the infirmary without a care that she was technically still injured.
After parting ways with the strange girl, Tsuna and Yamamoto headed up to the rooftop to savage the rest of their lunchtime. It was revealed that Gokudera was currently out of the country, attending a family meeting. Tsuna sweat dropped, recalling the phone call he had received from Gokudera - who was 'immensely remorseful for abandoning his duties as his right hand man and would make it up to Tsuna by doing a thousand kowtows (3)'.
"It seems a little less lively up here without Gokudera-kun. ." Tsuna said, voicing his thoughts. It was true though. Without Yamamoto and Gokudera squabbling over trivial things, the rooftop was much more peaceful. .yet Tsuna felt strange without his first friend and guardian by his side.
"Haha! It's okay, Tsuna! Gokudera will come back soon!" Yamamoto replied happily, munching on the sushi he had brought from his family business. As the two friends chatted about trivial matters, the door to the rooftop suddenly slammed open.
Tsuna stiffened, fearing that Hibari had come to take his daily nap on the rooftop. Technically, the rooftop was off limits to students, but that didn't stop Tsuna and his friends from eating lunch. As Yamamoto had plainly put it one day 'As long as he doesn't catch us, it shouldn't really matter~!'.
Instead, Hinamori Daichi rushed in looking like he just made a roundtrip from hell. The said boy panted, leaning on the side of the roof as he wiped off a trail of blood from his lip. Cringing in disgust, Daichi tended to his new wounds to the best of his abilities. He sighed, wiping his bloody nose with the already soiled handkerchief.
His sister would definitely not be happy when he returned home. Daichi sighed, imaging his sister going rampant in Namimori looking for the offenders who dared to lay their hands on her 'precious baby brother'. He cringed at the thought; sometimes his sister went a little too overboard in protecting him.
Because she was so blinded into protecting him, she never realized that sometimes exposed him to new dangers. Usually, the people who bullied him stopped after being confronted by Natsuya, but this time, the bullies attacked him every chance they got.
Of course, Daichi thought bitterly, gingerly patting his head wound, his bullies weren't about to stop even if Natsuya confronted them again. It was because he was now the new target of the Disciplinary Committee and after slapping their leader, the member released their anger on him.
Daichi sighed once more, lifting his head only to stare into a pair of brown orbs. Yelping in fear, Daichi leaped on his feet about to make another quick escape. "Relax." A comforting voice said, "We're not going to hurt you. .Er. ."
"Daichi." Another voice supplemented, catching onto his friends hesitation. Daichi lowered his hands from his face, recognizing the brown haired boy from that morning. The boy offered a clean handkerchief, which Daichi reluctantly accepted.
"You're the boy from this morning. ." Daichi said carefully, in fear that Tsuna would rip off his clothes again and attack him. "The boy with the boxers."
Tsuna blushed furiously, after all, who would want to be remembered running around in their underwear? "Er. .It's Tsuna." He said awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. "And this is Yamamoto." The said boy grinned cheerfully at Daichi.
Daichi offered a tiny smile in return, his nerves slowly easing up as he relaxed around the two boys. "I'm Hinamori Daichi, but I guess you already know that. ." He paused for a second, focusing his tawny eyes on Tsuna. "If you don't mind. .Can I stay with you two until lunch is over?"
Yamamoto laughed and for a second, Daichi thought he was about to refuse. Instead, Yamamoto placed a warm hand on Daichi's shoulder, "Of course! We're all friends here!"
"Friends. ." Daichi murmured lowly as he followed the two boys back to the area they left their belongings. He never really had friends before. Usually the people he called their friends were only mere acquaintances and his small frame made him an easy target for bullies.
'Friends. .' He thought again. The word sounded so foreign and strange to him - a boy who had been bullied from day one. Daichi almost expected for the two boys to dash off, leaving him alone on the roof top, but they did nothing of the sort. 'Maybe. . . I should give them a chance? Nee-chan always said I should make new friends. .'
Meanwhile, instead of leaving the school like she had originally intended, Natsuya marched towards the Committee Room with only one goal in mind. Just when she was about to leave the school grounds, an infant wearing a suit had stopped her, proposing a very interesting idea.
"If you want people to stop bullying your brother, perhaps you should make a proposal with the Disciplinary Committee." A small voice suggested, breaking through her thoughts of slaughtering Hibari Kyoya the next time she saw him.
Natsuya raised a bleached eyebrow, stopping in her tracks as she considered the infant's suggestion. She disregarded the fact that the baby was holding a small green gun - which was positioned at her - and pondered over the baby's words. "What exactly do you have in mind?"
The infant smirked, the fedora covering his eyes as he spoke. "Maybe you should offer to do paperwork for the chairman," He suggested with a shrug of his shoulders. Natsuya wrinkled her nose in distain; she couldn't imagine spending her free days doing paperwork for some twerp. "It's really up to you."
"Thanks for the suggestion, but I'm not one for paperwork." Natsuya said, picking up her pace as the creepy infant began to follow her down the street. "Or manual labor for that matter, it's bad for your nails you know."
"Fair enough." The infant remarked, "Although I would think that sacrificing a little bit of my time in the day would be worth it if I knew someone I loved would be protected at all cost."
Natsuya paused in her strides. "Are you suggesting that I do paperwork for the chairman in exchange for the Disciplinary Committee protection?"
"They meet in the Committee Room - third floor." Was all the infant said before disappearing.
'It's not like I hate paperwork or anything,' Natsuya thought to herself as she prowled on the third floor, looking for the room. 'Just the fact working under a kid makes my skin crawl.' But, if she could sleep soundly at night knowing that her brother was safe from bullies made it seem worth it.
She highly doubted that the chairman would decline her request either. If anything, Hinamori Natsuya excelled in three things. First, she had an immaculate sense of style. Second, she could protect her brother from bullies without much trouble. And third, she was very good in the art of persuasion.
Finally locating the room, Natsuya threw open the door and sealed her faith.
(1) - Hell in Japan is called jigoku. According to the Buddhist belief, there are certain levels of hell that corresponds with the severity of your sins. The Chamber of Avici is the lowest level of hell in which people who have committed grave sins are reborn into. Suffering the Avici is usually the longest in all realms of hell.
(2) - Upon arriving to school in Japan, you're supposed to switch your outdoor shoes for indoor shoes. The school usually provides them for you.
(3) - You kneel on the ground and bow your head to touch the ground. It is supposed to show reverence towards a figure.