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Hibari Kyoya. The most feared man in Namimori was standing in front of you, his piercing gaze making you tremble. You were pretty sure it was mostly due to the fact you had feelings for the head prefect but mostly because you were terrified. You hadn't meant too, but Tsuna had been looking so tired lately and you had offered to clean up after school in his place. You hadn't expected Hibird to suddenly appear on your shoulder, thus causing you to shriek as you fell off the chair you had been standing on. You'd watched helplessly as the chair leg smashed the bottom part of the window you'd been cleaning. You almost flinched as Hibari raised his hand, you didn't even bother explaining what happened. You were doomed anyway. Really, you didn't intend to smash the window, because the last person foolish enough to "Vandalize Namimori property" was hospitalized for three months.
Perhaps; you thought as you closed your eyes tightly, you should have been a more religious person or believed in reincar- Your eyes fluttered open in surprise as you felt your wrist being tugged forward. Your jaw dropped in shock as Hibari turned your hand over almost gently as he looked over the small cut you'd gotten accidentally while trying to pick up the shards of glass off the floor. He pulled you forward and placed his thumb over the shallow wound and then proceeded to turn and walk away briskly, his hand still placed around your wrist- tugging you along as Hibird chirped cheerfully behind you. "Hibari, Hibari" You were too shocked and confused to even say anything. What was Hibari up too? Maybe, you mused anxiously he was dragging you off to kill you then dispose of your corpse.
Suddenly he turned, jarring you from your stupor as your realised that he'd stopped in front of the Infirmary. "Hibari-san?" you questioned shakily, turning back to look at the prefect. Hibari had already started walking away "Pathetic herbivore, I expect you to be more aware of your surroundings. Next time the damage to Namimori will not be excused." You gaped blankly at his retreating back. Does… Does that mean he'd seen what happened and that meant… you were going to live! You smiled happily as you entered the Infirmary and padded quietly up to the medical kit and began to hum absently as you treated the small cut. He hadn't smiled or appeared worried about your wellbeing but the small fact that he'd made sure you took care of it, was enough to place a furious blush on your cheeks and a racing heart. As you finished applying the bandage you couldn't stop the goofy smile that painted your face. It was entirely stupid to look too much into his actions… But you still couldn't stop the small flare of hope in your chest.
Enjoooooooooooooy~!