Disclaimer: I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn. If I did, there would be a lot more coupling amongst the characters! I'm just borrowing Amano Akira's characters for the sake of this story because I love it! *shot*

Please... Read on =]

Azura awoke with her hand pressed firmly against her forehead. The room she was in was so quiet, so cold, as if no person had lived there in years.

A dim light shone through the unclosed curtains, silhouettes dancing around the room, whispering in each others ears. The dim light revealed torn, bloody rags on the floor, a beam of light shone on her showing her confused expression. Looking down at herself, to her surprise she was wearing her usual night dress, the brown silky one that reached just above her ivory knees.

She couldn't remember anything after being chased by that madman, so where was she now?

Standing up and looking around, she was in such an unfamiliar place. It was such a dark room and bare room. The only furniture which resided there was a small couch which she had been laying on, a miniature TV and a small table with pictures covering it.

Walking over to the table she picked up one of the pictures. Staring at it intently, she recognised no one. A gorgeous looking woman holding a young infant was behind the glass. Black glossy hair engrossed her cheeks and tumbled onto the sleeping child on her chest, firmly clinging onto her shoulders.

Both of them where such a cute sight she couldn't tare her eyes away and-

'What are you doing?' a stern yet calm voice called behind her.

Azura turned to see her hero. Light scattered gracefully across his porcelain features, black bangs semi-covering cobalt eyes. She stared at him in awe, how did she not remember him?

'Who are you?' she asked in a low, whispering tone. 'Where am I? What happened back there and why am I in these clothes?' she rushed though, counting each one off on her fingers, which by now where shaking. Yet she still clutched the picture in a firm grip, her knuckles going white.

'My name is Hibari Kyoya. You are at my home; you almost got yourself killed had I not been there to take care of the guy who's loitering in my streets. You fell asleep and I carried you here and changed you into the clothes you are in now. Oh and you should feel relieved that I haven't bitten you to death for touching my belongings.' He said in a rushed, blunt tone, his eyes never leaving hers.

She recognised him now. He was the head of the disciplinary committee, although she was never able to talk to him before now, Yoji had always pulled her away. The only words she could pull to understand from that sentence were that he changed her out of her clothes and something about being bitten. Was he trying to come on to her or something?

'Y-you changed my clothes?' she asked with wide eyes, a slight blush forming on her cheeks at that point. She mentally slapped herself for wearing those damn rabbit print underwear.

'Yes, although I don't see why you are so embarrassed. Your figure isn't anything special.' His drone voice replied.

Azura didn't know whether to be insulted or relieved about his blunt statement.

She stared at him for a moment before remembering everything that happened. Yes she did fall asleep in some ones arms, but it couldn't have been the boy in front of her. Hell no, he was far too insensitive. His personality didn't reflect this man one bit.

'O-oh, I see erm-' she was cut off by the sight of his back. This guy really was rude.

'Come downstairs now. I'll make you something to eat' he said in a plain hushed tone, as if talking to himself.

'Ah thank you' and with that she followed him in suit not saying anything. She took back the mental comment about him being rude. He was kind of charming, in his own sadistic kind of way.

It was strange for her, the rest of the house was still so quite and dark, each room looking near enough the same.

They entered the kitchen, small but yet modern. Like any other kitchen, cabinets clung to the walls, cooking utensils crowded the draws, making them near enough impossible to open. Rubbish littered the floors, and dirty plates where crammed in the sink.

Azura snapped her head back up to the prefect as he spoke.

'Sit there. Ill make ramen or something.' He said behind the clutter of pans.

By now she was in shock. She heard that Hibari was a cold hearted guy and if you went as much as a meter away you where 'bitten to death'. This guy really got around.

Despite her friend's warnings, she spoke to him while eating. To her surprise he was actually a really good cook. He listened to everything she rambled on about. He just sat there, occasionally nodding, staring carefully into her violet orbs.

Soon she had been quiet for a while, run out of things to say.

'What happened to your father?' he asked rather out of the blue.

'Huh?' his curiosity surprised her. No one asked her about her father. If someone did she would simply reply that she didn't have one.

'When I went to your home, your father wasn't there and your mother looked sad' he said, now avoiding her eyes at all costs and looking into the mug in front of him.

'You went to my hose? How did you even know where I live? You don't even know me' she said, trying to steal a glance from those cobalt eyes and changing the subject.

'Of course I did, how else would I get your things? And I work for the school. I know where everybody lives' he replied bluntly, obviously urging her to answer the question.

She remained silent for a while, thinking whether or not to tell him. The only person that knew about her father was Yoji and she knew him since first grade. But this man right in front of her, she had only known him for a few hours, however she felt that she could trust him.

'He died in a car accident just under a year ago. Ever since my mothers been over protective of me.' She said; her voice slightly trembling and her hands shaking. Now she was looking away, trying not to let her emotions show, trying not to break.

'You don't have to talk about it' he said, standing and putting her mug into already cluttered sink then sitting back down, now trying to catch her watering eyes.

She was obviously upset by this topic and she knew he knew that.

'No its okay, it's been almost a year now. I should talk about it sooner or later.' She replied after a while to his surprise.

'It was my fault anyway.'

I'm so, so sorry for the late update, but I made it a little bit longer to hopefully make up for it, and left it on a cliff hanger, dun dun duunn.

And thank you so much to all the people who are favouriting and watching ^^