Thanks for the favorites and alerts guys! I happy that you guys enjoy my story and my characters! I will do my best to keep Natsuya from becoming a Mary-Sue. A random note, but when I was writing the previous chapter, Daichi kept reminding me of Enma and Irie. Sorry for the short chapter! I'm trying to keep my updates pretty consistent, but school's starting soon again, so this might be the last chapter until a while. Remember to review! - miika
When Natsuya threw open the doors to the Committee Room, she didn't really know what to expect. Just exactly what kind of person led the fearsome Disciplinary Committee at Namimori Junior High? She half expected their leader- be it male or female - to have his hair fashioned into an old-fashioned yankee hairdo like most of the members.
Instead, she was greeted by a very peculiar sight. Hibari Kyoya glanced up from the mountain of paperwork beside him, growling in irritation as the door suddenly slammed open. He specifically remembered telling Tetsuya to stop ripping the door from the hinges every time he had 'urgent news'. It seemed every time Tetsuya left the room, Hibari was left in a fowl mood - for Tetsuya would report about daring herbivores attempting to violate school code - and his door was always broken.
Hibari's lips stretched in a smirk when he saw the person who stood at the door was not the vice chairman, but the female herbivore from earlier. Had she come for a rematch? Well, it didn't really matter why she came. All that mattered was that he -Hibari Kyoya - was in a fowl mood and desperately needed to relieve his stress on an unsuspecting herbivore.
He was going to wait to find the pathetic Vongola Decimo and his flock of herbivores, but after seeing the female standing nearly ten feet away from him ready to be bitten to death made it useless to wait for school to end. However, before he could grab his tonfas, the door suddenly slammed shut.
'What the hell is that kid doing here?' Natsuya panicked, panting as she slammed the wooden doors and looked down the hallway for an escape route. She could jump out of the windows, but seeing that she was currently on the third floor made it seem like a heavy price for such a short journey.
She didn't mean to slap the poor kid in the face ( although he probably did deserve it after calling her and her brother a herbivore). It wasn't like Natsuya went around picking fights with random middle school students. She wasn't cruel! She just didn't like how some students treated her brother poorly.
As far as she was concern, Daichi wouldn't be bullied for a while after she took care of the problem that morning (too bad she was wrong, but she wouldn't know until it was too late). Why bother engaging in meaningless fights that didn't concern her brother's well being?
After collecting her thoughts, Natsuya blinked, recalling an armband that was attached to the kid's jacket when she was fighting him. What did it say again? "Oh. .God." She groaned, moving her hand to slap her forehead in frustration.
Fortunately - or unfortunately in Natsuya's point of view - she was saved the trouble of damaging her own body as the cool surface of a tonfa connected with her forehead. Natsuya groaned, slamming against the wall as the black haired boy from that morning advanced towards her with a murderous expression.
His jacket was gone - probably in the room - but the characters on the armband burned in her mind as Natsuya stared at the middle school student with wide eyes. "Chairman. ." She said quietly, scrambling to her feet as Hibari lunged towards her.
"Intruders will be punished," Was all the chairman said as he launched a series of attacks on the frantic girl. Maybe Natsuya should have took the chance and jumped out of the window after all. How could she be so stupid? She thought that the boy was just an ordinary student at Namimori, but it ended up that he was the freaking leader of the Disciplinary Committee.
'Great. .Just great. You're a freaking genius, Natsuya. ' Natsuya scolded herself as she dodged another fatal blow towards her ribs. 'You attacked the leader of the Disciplinary Committee.' She winced at the thought of her brother being subjected to various tortuous experiments conducted by the members.
What if they tried to burn his skin with their cigarettes? (1) Water torture? (2) "W-Wait!" Natsuya leaping away from the bloodthirsty prefect as she remembered her original purpose of seeking out the chairman. "I'm not here to fight you," She said evenly, staring at the boy who had luckily lowered his tonfas and looked at her with distain.
"I'm here to talk."
"I don't talk to herbivores." The prefect said, raising his tonfas again. Natsuya panicked, this wasn't how it was supposed to go! Usually leaders were supposed to be kind and understanding, the epitome of greatness! This kid was just blood thirsty.
"I'm going to bite you to death," He added curtly, taking slow strides towards Natsuya - who was raking her brains for a plausible explanation for her earlier - er, disrespectful actions - towards the chairman.
"Okay, you don't want to talk." Natsuya started off lamely, beginning to fear for her life as the prefect came closer. She couldn't die now. She was only seventeen! Plus, she still had to get her hands on the new limited edition MiuMiu bag that was just released in Japan. Natsuya drew a sharp breath, collecting her nerves as she chanted 'MiuMiu bag' in her mind like a mantra.
"Fine. I understand." This came out more collected then she had intended, and made the prefect raise an eyebrow. Was he giving her permission to bite her to death?
"While you might enjoy seeing my. .er. .blood. . spilled on the ground, I highly doubt you want to clean up the mess."
"I tend to bleed a lot once I'm cut." Natsuya supplemented with a grin, rejoicing in her mind as Hibari lowered his tonfa and focused his steely eyes on the ground. She was right, Hibari thought, slightly disappointed. His men were out patrolling until school was out and the thought of the blood staining the pristine halls of Namimori almost made him cringe (Plus, it wasn't as if he was going to clean up after he mess.).
"What do you want?" Hibari asked, glaring venomously at the girl before him. If he couldn't bite her to death, the least he could do is give her nightmares. He grimaced, thinking of all the paperwork he had left behind on his desk. This better be worth his time, otherwise, Sawada and this crew would be feeling the blunt end of his tonfa soon.
Natsuya smirked, crossing her arms across her chest. "I have a proposal for you, Mr. Chairman, which I think you will find very interesting."
Minutes later, Natsuya found herself sitting in front of the most feared person in Namimori. She shifted into the chair, glancing around the room. It was rather nice, with the expensive furniture, but the stacks of paperwork and other miscellaneous things took away from the coziness of the room.
'The infant was right. .He does have a lot of paperwork,' Natsuya thought, eying the stack of papers on the prefect's desk. 'But, I don't really want to do them either. .' She thought flatly, directing her attention to Hibari, who was scrawling what seemed to be his signature on some papers.
The said boy looked up, "Tea?" He inquired, staring at her blankly.
Natsuya blinked. Strange. That was the first time he didn't insult and threaten her. Maybe the boy was secretly a softie, but had to keep his stoic appearance for the sake of his position. Natsuya chuckled at the thought - a closet softie. "Yes please, that would be nice."
"Make it yourself." The boy replied uninterested, diving into another stack of paperwork as he gestured towards the cupboard. "And while you at it, make it one too."
Natsuya smile fell flat. Never mind. This boy was rotten to the core. Once she finished making the tea, Natsuya sat back down and watched as the chairman took a sip of the tea. "Speak, what is it that you want?"
'This kid really has no manners, does he?' Natsuya thought as she forced a smile, holding her own cup of tea. The warmth of the porcelain seemed calmed her frazzled nerves, "You seem to have a lot of paperwork," She started off in attempt to grab the chairman's attention.
"What of it?"
"Well, I'm proposing to do some of your paperwork." Natsuya watched as the chairman's eyebrow raised a fraction. Good, she got his attention. Placing the cup on the table, she continued. "For a price, of course."
Hibari's lips turned down, "Not interested." He replied flatly.
She tried again. "The price isn't too much. I'm sure you can spare some of your men for the cause." Natsuya wasn't about to tell him exactly what he would be sacrificing his men for. At least not now. She had to garner enough interest until she could seal the deal.
"What exactly do you need my men for?" Then, "You don't go to this school."
Natsuya scoffed, pretending to be insulted by his remark. "I never said that I was going to use your men," A cool eyebrow raised once again. Heh, she had him wrapped around her fingers. It was almost too easy. "What I'm saying is, Mr. Chairman. I'll do some of your paperwork, hell, I'll even clean this room for you."
Lacing her fingers together, she rested her chin on her hand as she leaned forward, locking eyes with the chairman. Hibari watched with unwavering eyes as a smirk tugged on Natsuya's lips. "All you have to do is protect my brother from bullies."
The high school student watched as the boy seemed to consider her offer. It was an offer he couldn't refuse! What healthy middle school student would want to be stuck indoors all day doing paperwork? Of course, she wasn't about to sacrifice much of her time after school to do trivial manners.
Her afternoons were reserved for shopping in Namimori's town center. That was why she offered only to do a fraction of the paperwork. The boy would still have to do some of it - after all, it was his paperwork -, but not enough to make his brain implode.
Natsuya felt proud of herself. This was one of the finest proposal she had ever offered - and if Daichi could be protected from bullies, it was like two birds with one stone!
"No."
She froze.
"What?" No one ever refused her offers before - even the storekeepers in Ginza (3) never declined her offers. The sadistic bastard - as Natsuya dubbed him now - smirked, as if he took pleasure in her horrified expression.
"No," He repeated again. "Now get out of my sight, herbivore."
'Asshole.' Natsuya thought bitterly as she blurted out another offer. "I'll join your Disciplinary Committee."
"You don't go to this school."
"I'll join your school," He stared at her like she had just formed another head.
Great. Now she was becoming unreasonable. Natsuya tapped her finger against her arm as she tried to think rationally. What would a middle student want that he didn't already have?
He had a limitless amount of men by his side, so manpower wasn't the issue.
He also already had a reputation in Namimori, so whatever rumors she would try to spread would immediately be disregarded due to his violent nature.
The only thing he didn't really have was. .Natsuya swallowed a lump that had formed in her throat.
"I'll do all of your paperwork, clean the room and. ." Natsuya cringed at her next proposal. "And I'll help you extend your influence to neighboring high schools. ."
Hibari smirked, sending shivers down the poor girl's spine. Why did it feel like she had just walked into his trap and made a deal with the devil?
"Wao. Interesting," He said finally, breaking the tension that had begun to form in the room. He took another sip of the tea as he pointed towards the door. "Fine, report back here Monday."
(1) - A long time ago, old school Yankees used to take the end of a still burning cigarette and press it on a person.
(2) - Chinese water torture.
(3) - Ginza is a ritzy district in Tokyo. They have a lot of luxury brands here.