Disclaimer: I don't own KHR, if I did I wouldn't be here. Probably at some rich tropical resort …maybe a hot guy harem…? YES PLEASE!
A/N: This Fic underwent a name change so yeah, I can't be bothered changing all the titles on previous chapters. Sorry D:!
O.V.E.R.T.I.M.E
Chapter 1: The boy with the mind of a 70 year old
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It all started on the day I fed the ducks.
I had just recently moved to Namimori. It was my choice to live alone after getting on bad terms with my father who likewise, thought the same. We did not get along at all; no day would be complete without an argument. He was like my kryptonite, exposure was deadly. And so, we agreed that he would rent me an apartment in the nearby town of Namimori and send me a few hundred dollars every week. My father, although a single parent, was quite well off. He owned a factory back where I used to live; the machines had never ceased to stop.
I decided to take a little tour around Namimori and bought some melon bread along the way. After a while I settled down at a peaceful park decorated by neatly trimmed bushes and a small, clean pond. Sitting on one of the benches, I chucked a piece of bread into the pond only to find a few ducks immediately flocking around the feed and struggling for a bite. Amused, I threw another chunk and watched as they pecked at the food. Who would have known there was a "no feeding the birds" sign right next to me? They should have at least put two, damn councils these days.
"Do you not read the sign?" A deep voice spoke from my behind, "I shall not allow you to violate the rules of Namimori."
It was probably just an old man who has nothing else better to do with his life, I thought to myself whilst turning around. Surprised by the handsome young face that looked down upon me, I blushed. He had jet black hair and eyes slanted in the most attractive manner. What put me off was the scowl portrayed on his face, it seemed like something permanent.
"Why hellooo there" I smiled and waved, wiggling my fingers.
"If I see you feeding the birds again, I'll bite you to death" He gave me a quick glare before he mumbled "herbivore "and walked away. I chose to believe I heard wrong because well, calling someone a herbivore was just plain retarded. Was that even supposed to be an insult?
Wanting to upset him some more, I spoke aloud, "AH, I THINK THESE DUCKS REALLY LIKE MELON BREAD!"
I expected some angry ranting but heard none. Instead, the feeling of a cold metal pole hammering across my head was enforced.
"Oow" I groaned in pain before sliding onto the floor.
A tall figure towered over me, "Do I need to repeat myself?"
I was shocked. This was an interesting case of: an old man trapped inside a handsome, young juvenile's body. Angry and not wanting to seem weak, I tried standing up without losing my balance. I clutched onto the wooden bench for support, "what the fuck was that for?" I said, looking directly into his cold black eyes.
"Feeding the ducks" He replied coolly.
"AND HOW THE HELL IS THAT A REASON FOR WHACKING SOMEONE ON THE HEAD WITH A STEEL TONFA?" I yelled into his face, waving an angry fist around.
With a nonchalant expression painted upon his face, he simply said "it's punishment."
"What? Are you some crazy Nazi? Should I recommend you to a professional psychiatrist?" I really think you should see one!" His response was another beating.
Unable to get back up, I held onto my stomach where he had aimed and felt quite sorry for myself, hearing his footsteps getting further and further away. I was irritated, hadn't he ever watched that violence against woman ad?
VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMAN. JAPAN SAYS NO
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The following day, I walked into my new classroom with bruises on my face. Bad impression.
"Ah class, today we have a new transfer student joining us, please welcome her." The teacher gestured for me to introduce myself. I could hear the class chattering on, the words delinquent and bruises were repeated a fair number of times.
I put on a smile, "Hello everybody, my name is Watanabe Yoko" I tried thinking of something that might erase the sudden bad rep I received, "I uhm, enjoy quiet strolls along the beach side…."A cold, non existent breeze swept by. "Uh..please take care of me…?"
I was then ordered to place myself on the seat in front of a brunette boy who seriously needed some grooming. He looked at me with mixed emotions, fear, shock and awe? The teacher then commenced to blab on about equations, a topic I had already completed in my previous school. After hours of complete bore, the bell that signaled the beginning of break finally rang. I embraced the warm light.
Wanting to make a few new friends, I quickly turned around to the boy behind me, my arm resting on the back of the chair. He looked up at me alarmingly.
"Hi, what's your name?"
"Uh..S-Sawada Tsunayoshi…" He replied, stuttering.
"Oh cool, I'm Watanabe Yoko"
"Ah..Watanabe san.."
"Yoko's fine." I reassured.
"But we just me –"
"Chillax, my woman's intuition tells me that we're gonna be good friends." I gave him a thumbs up.
Before I could ask Sawada if I could touch his hair, a loud masculine voice interrupted our chat.
"HOW DARE YOU TALK TO JUUDAIME BEHIND MY BACK!" The voice belonged to a silver haired boy with a cigarette sticking out of his mouth.
I raised an eyebrow. Juudaime? And what is with that hair? Perhaps its just white hair glistening in sunlight…
"STOP TALKING TO JUUDAIME LIKE YOU KNOW HIM! I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS HIS FEELINGS!" He proclaimed, "GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU UGLY WOMAN!"
Ouch. That hit me hard.
"Hey, HEY, HEY!" I shot up, causing my chair to fall abruptly upon the floor. No one had ever called me ugly before. "YOU SMOKE" I pointed my index finger at him, "AND THAT SAYS IT ALL."
Before the obnoxious silver haired boy could retort, another voice chimed in. "Hahahaha, Gokudera kun you sure are eager to meet the new girl!"
"SHUT UP IDIOT" He turned to face the tall tanned boy holding a baseball bat.
Ignoring the retard whom they call "Gokudera", the other boy walked towards me and reached out his hand "My name is Yamamoto Takeshi, nice to meet you Watanabe chan." At least this guy is okay, I thought to myself before taking his hand and shaking it.
I spent the rest of the day with the three boys – well mostly Tsuna and Yamamoto, Gokudera just hung around shooting me glares once in a while and worshipping Tsuna. I had a feeling he was gay.
Curious, I decided to ask him during the lunch break. "Gokudera kun, are you um, homosexual?" I placed my hands firmly on his shoulder, "Its O.K to be gay, don't worry about it." I jumped to conclusions.
He became agitated and pushed me away, "I- I'M NOT GAY YOU STUPID WOMAN!"
"Well you don't sound too sure yourself..." I placed my hands on my waists.
"Its respect! Alright? Don't get is muddled up with homosexuality!"
"If you say so…" I was still unsure.
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I looked into the girl's bathroom's mirror, whilst washing my hands. The reflection was of a pale girl with vaguely rosy cheeks, whose long coral-pink hair was tied into a bun high above her head. Her lips were cherry red and her eyes the lightest blue – they looked almost white and seemed to possess just the slightest tint of green. She had straight bangs that rested just above her thin eyebrows, adding volume to her oval face.
As I headed for the hand dryer, I heard footsteps coming in. Looking into the mirror, I saw that it was Kyoko and her friend Hana, girls from my class.
"Hello!" I greeted them.
"Ah Watanabe-san?" Kyoko was first to notice, "hello, I see you've settled in pretty nicely!" She smiled genuinely. I instantly felt a liking towards this girl.
"Yo" The other girl waved, "It's nice that you're friends with Tsuna, he's a cool kid."
"I know" I replied.
My second day at Namimori middle had commenced yet I still have not toured the whole school. Wanting to see the rooftop, I bugged Tsuna to take me there. I had never seen a school rooftop before; my previous school had prohibited entrance to the area.
"Tsunaaa" I tugged at his shirt, "can you take me to the roof? I wanna see how it looks like."
"Eh..the roofto-" He suddenly jolted, as if he had some sort of realization, "Yoko-chan…I think its best you don't go there."
"Why?" I pouted.
"Cause that's where Hibari-san hangs!" Yamamoto grinned stupidly.
"Who's Hibari?" More questions.
"The head of the discipline committee" Tsuna answered, he looked like he was scared shitless just thinking about it.
"Oh chill dude, it's not like I'm doing anything wrong" I chuckled, noticing how much of a pussy Tsuna was, "I'll go alone then Dame Tsuna." I overlooked his futile efforts to stop me.
"YOU DID NOT JUST CALL JUUDAIME –" Gokudera was at it again.
"Shut up, no one was talking to you" I threw him an insult before walking out the classroom door, hearing his loud cusses as I ambled forward.
Finally reaching my desired destination, I found a shady spot beside the wall and began to unpack my bento. Sometimes I enjoyed peace and quiet, being with Tsuna and Co. involved a lot of noise.
As I sat there eating, I noticed a tall slender figure walking out onto the rooftops. Oooh this must be the Hibari guy. I kept my eyes on him, realizing he looks strangely familiar. Without thinking, I put down my food and crept up towards him.
"HIBARIII SAN~!" I called out in a whiny voice.
The figure turned around and made me stop in my tracks. I recognize this guy! The one from the park who bashed the fucking daylights outta me.
"WHAAT" I reacted loudly, "WHY ARE YOU HERE?"
His black blazer that hung across his back danced in the wind, a red armband with the words prefect written over it in gold was situated around the left sleeve, "Who are you?" was his response.
"You don't remember me? The one you beat up for feeding ducks you dumbshit." I was short tempered.
"Oh" He pulled out a familiar pair of tonfas from the pockets of his blazer, "Don't push it."
Feeling a little intimidated, I quickly blurted out "fighting's against the rules ain't it? And anyway, how do you plan on getting yourself a girlfriend if you keep beating the shit out of girls? You're definitely gonna be an abusive husband."
"I don't need a girlfriend." The word "pissed" was scribbled over his face.
"Yerh, but you WANT one… Don't tell me your goal in life is to be a monk." That did it, he charged at me with those tonfas in his hands and pinned me against a wall, weapon at my throat.
"You're amusing" Did I just see a little curve in his mouth? "But you piss me off." He dug the tonfa in further, choking me.
"Hnn" I tried pushing him back but he wouldn't budge. After what seemed like eternity, he let go, leaving me on the floor gasping for air.
"…The 40 year old virgin" I muttered under my breath after regaining the oxygen in my lungs.
"What did you say?" His shadow blocked out the sunlight from behind, forcing the light to shine around him instead.
"Nothing!" I quickly grabbed my bento and ran off, mentally slapping myself for not listening to what Tsuna had to say
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My new apartment was modern, stylish and something that made me feel like I was in a Korean drama (although I do occasionally suffer from the over-shadowing thanks to the other nearby buildings). It got a little lonely from time to time but school took up most of my life anyway. It was a one bedroom apartment (I only needed one), and so far consisted of few furniture. Most of the ones ordered had not arrived yet. Upon getting my new fridge, I decided to buy some groceries to fill up its currently empty compartments. Putting on a yellow bumble bee tank top and black denim shorts, I walked out the door with just a pair of thongs.
Being not so experienced with cooking, I purchased some recipe books as well. Soon the sun had begun to set and I decided to head back before the town transformed into some sort of rapist valley. Unfortunately for me, the route I took consisted of passing a local W'c Donalds. My cravings kicked in, forcing me to enter the fast food restaurant. A small line awaited me and I joined in. Looking up at the menu boards, I had a little mental conversation with myself on what to order. A Big Wac? No – I'll get fat. What about some Wac nuggets? OH WHO CARES, I'll just treat myself once in a while.
I moved forward as the man in front finished his order, "Uhmm, A Large Big wac meal with a Wapple pie please" Eyes still concentrating on the menu above.
"Fatass" I heard a voice that I had sadly become quite well acquainted with say. The notorious prefect stood before me, this time in a red and yellow Wac Donalds uniform.
"HIBARI KYOYA?" I shouted out loud, attracting a few unfriendly whispers. I couldn't help but muffle out a little giggle, he looked quite absurd.
"If you tell anyone about this…I'll bite you to death." He threatened.
SO DID YOU LIKE IT? *anticipation* W'c Donalds is a parody or M'c Donalds by the way. :D
Speaking of M'c donalds, have you guys watched that Super size me video? I swear ever since I watched it,my intake of M'c donalds has decreased quite significantly.. but man those maccas fries are nice..mmmmh.