Disclaimer: KHR! does not in any way belong to me, it's the property of Amano, etc.

Author's Note: Takes place directly after An Older Brother's Prerogative. Daemon & Hibari are 18 as well. Also I have this sneaking suspicion that Hibari is OOC... Sigh.

Written for prompt 7 (go to hell) of the lj community 10_orders. :)

Illicit Extracurricular Activities

[ go to hell. ]

Mukuro was born with a slight... birth defect. It's his eyes. The left is blue, and perfectly normal, but the other is a rather frightening shade of red. The bluenet has coloured contacts to cover the anomaly – not that he's ashamed of it, but it's a trial going through one's day-to-day life with people staring – and doesn't often think about it.

Except, well, when he wants to turn heads.

Daemon Spade lives alone, from what Mukuro was able to gather in a quick internet search. Family lives out of town. Scholarship student; transferred to Namimori this year. Captain of the Namimori soccer team.

Mukuro waits on the edge of the field for the soccer practice to finish. The rest of the team disperses, leaving only Daemon Spade.

When the captain comes out of the changing room, Mukuro walks toward him but another person makes it there first. He's wearing the red armband of the Discipline Committee, though he looks like a total juvie.

Well, that's new, Mukuro thinks, not feeling confident about this new facet of the Discipline Committee.

"Daemon-san, a sophomore lodged a complaint with the Committee – she said you tried to... force her in the boy's washroom," the prefect states, sounding a little uneasy.

Daemon stares at the boy, one eyebrow raised. "Is that so? I have no memory of such a thing. Are you sure she's not just an overenthusiastic fan looking for attention?"

Mukuro narrows his eyes at the unjust accusation, but doesn't intervene.

"There have been other complaints, as well," the prefect responds nervously. "If you don't curb your attentions, the head prefect will intervene."

"Nufufu, are you threatening me?"

"N-no, Daemon-san. I'm just saying..."

The senior suddenly grabs the prefect's collar and hauls him up close. "If the head prefect has something he wants to say to me, he can come speak to me in person," Daemon says flatly, all traces of amusement gone from his voice and manner. His eyes are cold, but the promise of violence is there.

Interesting, Mukuro thinks, intrigued in spite of himself.

"Y-y-yes. I'll just go, th-then," the prefect stammers, trying to pry his shirt from the senior's grip. He's not having much luck.

"Tell him that," Daemon hisses, and shoves the boy away. He stumbles back, then runs off.

"Pathetic," Mukuro drawls, stepping out of the shadows. To Daemon's credit, he doesn't jump, but merely turns calmly.

"Most of the Discipline Committee is," Daemon responds.

"They must be, if they can be intimidated by one such as yourself~"

The senior tilts his head slightly. "I don't think we've met before, I'm-"

"I know who you are. I'm Mukuro Rokudo," the bluenet interrupts.

A slow, mocking smile spreads across Daemon's face. "Rokudo, hm? Related, I'm sure, to Chrome Rokudo. How exciting~" The senior stops speaking as he catches sight of Mukuro's eye. "...I suppose you've come to put me in my place, older brother?" His gaze seems to be drawn the unnatural seeming eye.

"Just so," Mukuro agrees.

"Nufufu-"

Mukuro cuts of the annoying laugh with a swift punch to Daemon's jaw, sending the senior reeling back. He supposes it isn't exactly fair to attack without warning like that. On the other hand, Mukuro has never had much respect for 'fairness' or 'decency' – not to mention this bastard laid a hand on his sister.

Chrome asked him not to do anything permanent to Daemon. Although he'd like nothing more than to knock the senior's teeth out – and worse – he settles for dislocating both his shoulders and leaving him with a badly bruised face, Daemon's consciousness wavering.

"Go to hell, Daemon Spade," Mukuro says calmly, then punches the senior in the temple. He drops to the ground, unconscious.

"Brawling is not permitted on school grounds," comes a cold, indifferent voice.

Mukuro glances at the speaker, unimpressed. A glance at the armband on the boy's arm reveals him to be the head prefect.

"We're not brawling," Mukuro responds, smirking. "He's just taking a little nap."

The prefect stares at him, his gaze drawn briefly to the bluenet's mismatched eyes, but he doesn't react beyond that. "There's blood on your knuckles, herbivore."

"Paper cut," Mukuro lies outrageously, his smirk never faltering.

The black-haired male's eyes narrow. "You don't attend Namimori. Get off the grounds, before I bite you to death." He turns briefly to Daemon, landing a none-too-gentle kick into the fallen senior's ribs. No reaction.

The prefect turns back to Mukuro. "You're still here?" he asks coldly, collapsible tonfa appearing in his hands a moment later.

"Kufufu, I'm gone, I'm gone~ Lighten up," the bluenet drawls, backing towards the edge of the school grounds.

"I'll bite you to death, for assaulting a student," the prefect states, narrowing his eyes.

"Duly noted. Would you mind telling me your name, so I can know who's biting me to death?" Mukuro asks, smirking.

The black-haired boy stalks forward with surprising speed and slams a tonfa into the side of Mukuro's head. "Kyoya Hibari. That's all you need to know, herbivore."

Gaze flickering, the bluenet staggers back. "Mukuro Rokudo. It's a pleasure to meet you~" he responds with a forced teasing tone, trying to ignoring the ringing in his ears.

"... Related to Chrome Rokudo?" Hibari questions, lowering his tonfa slightly.

"Correct."

"... I'll overlook your infraction this one time," the prefect says shortly, spinning around. "But if I catch you fighting my prey again, I won't hold back. I'm no scavenger."

"Kufufu, such generosity~ I'm in your debt, Kyoya-kun."

Hibari halts, his grip tightening on his tonfa. "It's Hibari," he states flatly. "Now leave before I change my mind, herbivore."

Mukuro beats a hasty retreat. Passing through the gate of the school, he turns back to see Hibari standing beside Daemon's prone form. "By the way, it's Mukuro, Kyoya-kun~"

A/N: A wild Hibari appeared! :O

So, any feedback about his characterization would be greatly appreciated. Same goes for general feedback as well ~ ;)