Oh my god, has it really been like 3 months since I updated! I am so sorry everyone, I had no idea… It's just that a lot is going on, my cosplay group is getting a lot of stuff together for Otakon, (ya were already planning)!
I completely forgot about writing Fan fiction for a little while, I am so sorry! I am trying to get stuff ready, I'm starting my own book, and it's in the baby stages still! .
And now there's all this stuff about fan fiction derping and such!
Disclaimer- I no own KHR!
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"Mukuro, I have lunch." The brunette opened the door and stepped into the room.
"Oh, fiore d'inverno, I was wondering when you'd show up." Mukuro set his book on the night stand and sat up in his bed. Senna smiled and sat down on the bed and handed the other his bowl of ravioli and a fork.
The girl looked down at her bowl and nibbled at the food, looking back at Mukuro, and watching him eat every few minutes. The mist guardian looked up, "aren't you hungry?" The other blushed and stuck a piece of ravioli on her mouth and looked away.
Mukuro laughed and leaned over, resting his chin on her shoulder. "Something bothering you?" Senna swallowed her food and shook her head. "What? No, I'm fine." The male raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
She didn't respond, Mukuros cold fingers brushed over the scar on her other shoulder. "Does it involve him?"
Hibari kyoya?
"…No, why would it?" Senna paused and rubbed at her eyes before she sat back and buried her face in Mukuros chest, "I fucking hate him!" she sobbed. Mukuro fell back onto the bed and wrapped his arms around her petite form. "It's alright Senna" the Mist guardian murmured into her hair.
The brunette felt awful, why did she get to hurt and sad inside when she would think of Hibari, It hurt the most to think of him, when she woke up and couldn't find him after they had sex, it hurt the most to think about that.
Why does it hurt so much!
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Hibari walked down the school hallway on his way to the disciplinary committee room, he looked at the attendance list, a certain name appearing as absent yet again.
His cold eyes scowled in agitation, she had disappeared without a word a few weeks previous, and has shown head or tail since, and the group of herbivores had been giving him odd looks.
With his other hand he pulled the keys from his pocket and unlocked the door, walking in. He looked up at the tiny figure standing on the desk.
"Ciaossu, Hibari."
His eyed brows rose "Infant" He acknowledged, and walked forward over to the baby. Reborn looked up at him; "Want to know something?" the green lizard looked up at the prefect and stuck out its tongue.
"Not really" he drowned out as he walked to the window.
"You really messed up" the baby replied.
The cloud scowled at the baby and raised a tonfa. "Care to explain infant?" he growled
"Sennas an emotional mess because of you. If I were you I'd try to make amends with her as soon as possible" the baby walked over to the door and looked back at Hibari.
"Before someone else snatches her away from you" with that Reborn was gone.
Hibari stared at the doorway, and sat down at his desk, Hibird flew the window and he held out his finger for the bird to land on, the yellow puff ball nuzzled his hand. "Hibari Hibari!" it chirped.
He gave a small smile and rested his head in his other hand. "What do you this I should do?" he asked the bird, Hibird cocked its head and looked at him.
"Happy?"
He frowned and rubbed the yellow bird with his thumb. "No I'm not happy" the ebony haired male spun around in his chair and faced the window and looked out into the day, the leaves were off the trees and now lay on the ground, the chilly air blowing them up into the air.
He preferably didn't care about how she felt… but yet again a part of him did…
He scowled and his hands formed into fists, Hibird hoped out of his closing hand just in time and landed on the desk.
He didn't like this feeling he had… It wasn't normal…
"If I were you I'd try to make amends with her as soon as possible. Before someone else snatches her away from you"
He felt a dark rage fill him at the words. He doesn't like others touching his property, he sighed and his hands relaxed. Tomorrow, tomorrow after school, he will ask the herbivores for directions to her house, and he will try and work things out with her…
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"Fiore d'inverno?"
"What is it Mukuro" she whispered back.
He released his arms from around her and rolled onto his back and looked over at Senna, a smirk playing at his lips. "You know, back when… When someone made me angry" Mukuro sat up and held up his fist "I would get revenge. Make them pay."
Senna looked at his fist and her lips grinned but her eyes scowled, he held up her fist and bumped it against his. "How do you feel about causing some chaos at the high school?"
Mukuro gave a maniacal smile and set a hand one each of her shoulders, "I could wish for it any other way"
Then he leaned down and kisses her…
Senna though surprised wrapped her arms around Mukuros neck and kissed back willingly.
Getting back at Hibari felt good~
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