Chapter 7: What Occured After School

"Do you like it here?" Yamamoto asked Miki as the two of them made their way to see Hibari in the guestroom.

Miki nodded. "I think it's mostly because you guys are around. I adapt quicker if there are people that I know around."

Yamamoto smiled. "Good to know that we can be of help." He thought for a moment before smiling again. "Even if we aren't around there's still Hibari right?"

"I guess so," Miki answered, but she wasn't really sure. She wondered if Hibari even cared about her well being. They guy seem to only think about himself...and the school, if that that counts.

Upon reaching the guestroom, Yamamoto slid the door open and beckoned for Miki to go in first. Inside the room, Hibari was still laying on the couch with his eyes closed.

"Guess he's still asleep," Miki stated, setting down her bag on a table. She went over to kneel in front of Hibari and laid a hand on his forehead. "His fever seemed to have gone down a little bit." Just as Miki was about to remove her hand, Hibari's eyes flickered opened. Surprised, Miki leaned backwards and fell on her bottom. "H-Hibari! You're awake!"

Hibari's grey eyes landed on Miki for a few seconds before shifing to the other figure in the room.

"Yo, Hibari. How are you feeling?" Yamamoto said with a friendly smile.

Hibari frowned. "I don't need two herbivores crowding in the same room"

Yamamoto's smile dried up a bit once he realized that Hibari was starting to get a bit irritated by his 'extra' presence, or maybe the both of them, but being Yamamoto, he kept his friendly composure and tried his best to lighten up the mood. "I guess that you are at least feeling a bit better now. That's good to see. We were all worried about you. Tsuna and Gokudera were too. They were going to also come, but it seemed like the kid had something for them to do."

Hibari felt relieved that the other two people didn't come. He was definitely not in the mood to be accepting guests. The last thing he wanted was for the room to be filled with stupid useless people. "I don't need people like you worrying about me."

"Don't say that. We're friends! Friends need to worry about and look after each other," Yamamoto stated cheerfully. "Right Miki?"

"Y-Yeah!" Miki agreed, going with the flow. She still wasn't very certain if Hibari was listed as her friend. Just knowing someone and living at their house doesn't mean that they were friend right? Truthfully, she had no idea what Hibari was to her. He was someone she knew, yes. Her enemy? He complicated her life, but she didn't actually hate him. No, enemy and hate are too strong of words. Rivals? She wasn't competing with him at anything. So, what was Hibari to her?

"Since when was I your friend? Don't place me in the same category as you," Hibari said, glaring at both Yamamoto and Miki.

Not knowing what else to say on the subject, Yamamoto laughed softly and rubbed the back of his neck with a smile. "By the way, have you eaten anything yet? Miki mentioned that you didn't eat breakfast this morning," Yamamoto said, deciding to change the subject.

Hibari frowned yet again. "What if I hadn't?"

"That's not very good. A sick person has to eat or else they won't have any strength," Yamamoto pointed out.

"I can take care of myself," Hibari snarled. He was starting to get even more annoyed. He was not used to having people pointing things out to him or worrying about his well being.

"I'll go outside and buy something warm," Miki spoke up, leaving the room. Hibari did need something to eat and furthermore, he was starting to get a bit edgy from having both her and Yamamoto around him and talking to him. The last thing she wanted was for Hibari to get angry. Even though he was sick, she knew that if he really wanted to, he could still manage to beat them both up. Yamamoto seemed to be able to take care of himself, but she definitely couldn't. Not that that was the reason she decided to be the one to go get Hibari something to eat...Okay, maybe that was one of the reasons. 'Sorry, Yamamoto.' But, the main reason was that Yamamoto knew Hibari better than she did and thought that it might be best if he was the one who stayed behind. Yamamoto should be able to talk Hibari into a better mood or handle things if he failed...'Wait...How is that any different than the first reason?'

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After Miki was gone, Yamamoto sat down on the floor and leaned on the couch Hibari was laying on.

"So, what have you been up to after the duel games?"

Hibari started at Yamamoto, thinking for a second before concluding that the duel games were the same as the Vongola Ring Battles that the baby and Bucking Horse talked about. Hibari didn't quite understand the person in front of him. What kind of person can keep smiling when they just went through a series of life or death situations and still talk about it as if it were all just a game? Either the person in front of him was extremely stupid or he was a natural born assassin like the baby said...or both…if that was even possible.

Thinking about it sparked an interest inside of Hibari. If this person possesses abilities beyond that of a fangless herbivore, then he would be interesting to fight with. If he could somehow draw out those hidden skills...

"Um...Hibari...I really don't mind, but...why are you staring at me?"

Hibari blinked. His grey eyes were staring directly into Yamamoto's honey brown ones.

"It's nothing," he said, turning away.

Yamamoto blinked. "You're pretty lucky you know," he started, moving to a new subject.

"Why is that?"

"Cause you have Miki to take care of you."

Hibari frowned. "How is that considered lucky?"

"Don't boys always want a girl taking care of them?"

Hibari's eyebrows twitched. "I said to not put me in the same category as you."

Yamamoto laughed. "Some of my teammates were talking about stuff like that, so I just had the thought."

Hibari raised a questioning eyebrow. "You don't think so?"

Yamamoto shrugged. "I never really gave these kinds of things much thought." He paused a second before grinning. "Normally I just think about baseball."

Hibari resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "That is what makes you a baseball idiot."

Yamamoto laughed. "I guess so."

A silence fell between the two for a while before Yamamoto spoke up again.

"She was worried about you, you know. Miki I mean."

"That has nothing to do with me."

"Of course it does. She works for you and lives with you," Yamamoto stated. Suddenly, a playful smile crept onto his face. "Is there anything up with you two? You two do seem close after all," he said, leaning closer to Hibari's face.

Hibari reached out his arm to shove Yamamoto away so hard that the taller teen fell onto his back. "That girl means nothing to me," he said coldly.

Yamamoto sat back up and laughed softly. "I was only joking," he said, scooting back towards the couch, but was stopped by a deadly glare from Hibari.

"Get within a meter and I'll bite you to death."

Yamamoto rubbed the back of his neck uneasily. Even if Hibari was laying down on the couch sick with a flushed face from a fever, he was still scary. Yamamoto gave up the effort to start a conversation with Hibari. He sat down on the floor on the other side of the table that was seperating the two couches and laid his head on the table. He wondered how much longer until Miki got back. He let out a yawn. He was actually kind of tired…

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After buying some porridge from a restaurant down the street, Miki headed back to school. When she reentered the room she found both boys asleep.

Miki set the porridge on the table on the opposite side of Yamamoto before stepping over to the side of the sleeping teen. She wondered if she should wake him up. 'But, his sleeping face is so cute though!' Miki looked around the room to make sure that nobody else was around beside Hibari who had fallen asleep again. 'One poke wouldn't hurt right?' Miki slowly reached out a finger and poked Yamamoto's cheek with it. 'So soft! Is this really a guy's cheek?' Before she knew it, Miki ended up poking the baseball player's cheek several times. Suddenly, Yamamoto stirred. Miki jumped in surprise and ended up falling over.

"Clumsy."

A familiar voice was heard from behind her. Miki spun around and saw Hibari looking at her from the other couch.

Miki gulped. "When did you wake up?"

"…" No answer.

"D-Did you see anything?"

"If it was you trying to abuse the idiot over there, then no."

'That is so a yes!'

"Hm…Oh, Miki, you're back," Yamamoto who finally decided to wake up, said. "Haha, I must have fallen asleep."

"I brought some porridge. Let me pour it into a bowl," Miki said, grabbing a bowl from the cupboard. She then went over to where Hibari in order to hand the bowl over to him.

"If you have trouble eating, we can help feed you," Yamamoto suggested. He actually meant it, but what he received was another death glare from Hibari.

Miki felt like banging her head against the wall. "Yamamoto…"

"Don't let me hear one more word out of you," Hibari warned. A dangerous aura was pouring out from the prefect.

Yamamoto took the warning to heart and didn't say anything as Hibari helped himself to the warm bowl of porridge. After he was finished, Miki went to get him his medicine to take.

Yamamoto watched the two smiling. "You two look like a married couple!" he exclaimed, seeming to have forgotten Hibari's earlier threat.

Miki's mouth gaped at his comment while a light shade of red started to creep through her face.

Splash.

The cup of water in Hibari's hands went flying at Yamamoto, wetting the taller teen's clothes. Hibari began to try and stand up, but was pushed back down my Miki.

"Hibari, you're still not feeling well! Don't try and stand up!" 'If he gets his hands on Yamamoto, the guy's going to get butchered!'

Yamamoto got up on his feet and laughed nervously. He meant the comment to merely be a joke, but he completely forgot that no one ever jokes around with Hibari Kyouya. "She's right Hibari," he said, walking towards his bag that was on the table next to Miki's. "I have an extra shirt with me, so I'll go change first." He pulled a navy blue t-shirt out of his sports bag and left the room.

Miki let out a sigh of relief and sat back down on the floor. Suddenly, her phone started ringing. She got back up and went to her bag, got her cell out and looked at the caller ID. It read 'Aya'. Taking a glance at Hibari at the couch, she went outside. Leaning against the door, she flipped her phone open.

"Yes, Aya?"

"Miki!~ Ah, how refreshing it is to hear your lovely voice!"

"How I wish that I could say the same."

"Hey, what's that suppose to mean?"

"Haha! So, what is it?"

"Oh, nothing really, just thought I'd tell you that the bakery's having a special discount sale this Saturday. I'd thought that you probably want to know, so that you can ask your lovely master, if you can come."

"Really? I am so going! Wait, how exactly is Hibari lovely?"

"He looks lovely."

"Scary is more like it. -_-"

"Let's just hope that he'll let you come, cause I missy miss you!~"

"Miss you too!"

"Hey, hey, Miki, do you know this guy with silver hair who wears arm bands and goes to Namimori High?"

Miki thought for a moment. The description sounded familiar. "Oh, do you mean Gokudera?"

"Yeah! That's him. I heard one of his friends calling him that."

"By friends, do you mean a tall person with short spiky black hair and a short brunette boy?"

"That's right! He calls the tall guy 'baseball idiot' and the shorter guy 'Juudaime'! You know them?"

"They're in my class. I'm friends with them."

"Really!? Awesome! Hey, you got to introduce me to them sometime! Gokkun in particular."

"Gokkun…?"

"Isn't it such a cute nickname for a cute guy like him?"

"Aya…don't tell me…"

"I finally found my prince charming!"

"W-What about Yusuke?" Yusuke was one of her school, well, old school's popular guys who Aya had a crush on.

"Oh, he already has someone he likes, so forget about him."

"That was…easy…"

"Hey, there's no reason to sulk over a guy who doesn't see the goodness in you. There are many fishes in the sea. So promise me that you'll introduce me to him?"

"Err…okay…"

"Oh, Miki, I love you so much! What a good girl! Ah, sorry, duty calls again. Talk to you later! Hope to see you this weekend. Buh bye!"

Miki removed her cell phone from her ear after hearing the dialing tone from the other end. Right now only one word was in her mind. Chaos. Oh, yes there will be chaos. Once Aya found a target, she is not going to let go easily, unless…well, like in Yusuke's situation. She actually felt sorry for Gokudera. Aya is also going to have a hard time getting the hotheaded, short tempered, reckless guy.

Sighing, Miki went back inside the room. She was shocked to find that Hibari wasn't on the couch. She let out a sigh of relief however, when she saw him by the window. The same yellow bird she saw this morning was perched on his finger.

"Hibari! Hibari!" it chirped. It seemed to be looking at her.

Hibari turned around and met eyes with Miki for a second before turning back to the window. The yellow bird flew out the window, singing what Miki recognized to be Namimori High school anthem.

Miki couldn't believe that he actually went through the trouble of teaching the bird to sing the school's anthem. She didn't think that she has and will ever meet someone who was as proud of his school as Hibari Kyouya.

Hibari started to walk from the window, but after a few steps he started to stagger a bit. Miki rushed to his side to try and help balance him.

"Don't touch me," Hibari growled, pushing Miki away.

Miki was taken back for a moment, but then went ahead to help lead Hibari to the couch.

"I said, don't-"

At another failed attempt to support the sick and resisting male, the both of them ended up this time dragging one another onto the floor. Miki felt her back hit the hard floor. After a few seconds she opened her eyes. What she saw where two pairs of beautiful grey eyes, staring straight back at her. Hibari was right on top of her, their faces no more than an inch apart. His breathing tickled her. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest with every warm breath that touched her skin. Both of them didn't dare move.

Suddenly, the sound of the door sliding could be heard as someone stepped into the room.

"Uh…Did I find a bad time to come back in?" a familiar male voice said.

The new voice woke the two on the floor out of their trace and the both of them finally pushed away from each other.

"Yamamoto!" Miki exclaimed, finding out that it really was the baseball player at the door.

Yamamoto stared at his friends before giving an uneasy smile. "Well, I'll…just wait outside until you guys are done…?" he said before leaving the room again.

Hibari, who was beside her got up onto his feet and walked past Miki. She was surprised to notice how red his face was. Was it from his fever, or anger or possibly embarrassment? Miki shook her head. Hibari, embarrassed? There was just no way that was possible.

Hibari left the room and after a few seconds, yelling can be heard from outside.

"No, wait! Calm down Hibari! Okay, I was only joking. Does that make you feel better? No, hang on a second! Ah! Stop it! Don't do that!"

Author's Notes: I wonder what those two are really doing outside...LOL xD Slight 1880 for you fangirls out there or it can just be viewed as friendship.

I know the situation with Miki and Hibari was a bit cliche, but hope you guys liked it anyways.

I'm thinking about some AyaxGokudera off to the side.

80OC next chapter.

And another thing. Since last chapter gave the impression that Reborn will probably do something, just to let you know that he won't be executing any of his schemes until later on after some more relationship building between 80OC and 18OC. So, just wait for the little guy's plans. I can't wait to write them too actually.X3 LOL

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