Kryptonite - chapter thirteen ^^

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*

The cold air pierced her lungs as Azura lent on the lamppost, gasping for her breath. The fog that she'd created made mesmerising patterns, swirling while rising in the brisk night air.

Slowly she collapsed to her knees as the tears streamed mercilessly and uncontrollably down her cheeks. 'Idiot.' She muttered clutching her head as brunette hair clung to her wet face. This drumming sensation in her chest wasn't going away.

'Azura?' she was broken out of her trance by a warm and familiar voice. Gradually she turned her head up to see an auburn haired boy in front of her.

'Yoji,' she breathed, bowing her head in shame. She bit her lip, repulsed by her own abhorrent behaviour.

He sped towards her, kneeling down and holding her hands in his own. Gently he pushed strands of wet hair out of her face, making her look at him once again.

Her eyes where swollen with the tears recently cried still lingering, making her cheeks glow with a slight hue of red.

'What happened?' he asked with a wounded expression. Azura only shook her head, refusing to reply. Sudden realization hit him hard, 'What did he do?'

'Stop.' Her voice never going above a whisper.

'Azura!' He raised his voice. She had never seen him like this before, 'What did he do?'

'Please' she replied, tears once again threatening her eyes, 'Please stop. Can we just no talk about him?'

Sighing, he wrapped his coat around her and helped her up. She clutched to him as if she could fall over at any moment.

They slowly walked back to his house, the mist still rising in the midnight blue sky.

The morning sun stung her eyes as violet orbs flickered open. Pulling the thin cover off her and standing up, Azura looked back at her so called 'bed' and saw that it was nothing more than a hard couch with a pillow attached; if she didn't feel like crap before, she did now.

Her footsteps led into the bathroom. Peering at the unfamiliar face that stood before her in the mirror, she sighed and washed the puffy dark circles away.

After getting ready, she left the house as if no one had been there before her and slowly walked towards the school gates. Yoji stood in front of her, looking annoyed once again. 'I though you'd stay at my house.' His brown knitted further.

She couldn't look into his eyes. She knew the feeling she would get if she did; the disappointed aura almost chocked her. 'Mum would have wanted me to go to school.' She mumbled.

The atmosphere changed. The new yet familiar feeling held almost no heartbeat. But she recognised it.

Pivoting on one foot, Azura was now staring up into those lifeless orbs. The black bangs waved silently in the breeze, razor sharp jaw line cut deep making the thumping feeling return.

'Yoji' she whispered back to him, 'Run.'

He didn't listen. In fact he did the opposite. Standing in front of her, arms outstretched like an eagle, he closed his eyes, drawing one final deep breath. 'It's wrong to hit girls!' he screamed, the scarily high pitch voice completely breaking the killing atmosphere, while the tears pouring from his eyes held him no justice.

She saw a glint of silver coming from the prefect's hand. She knew what was coming. Yanking Yoji by the collar, making him fall to the ground, Azura detached the metal rod from her thigh and held it up, successfully blocking the attack.

Her hair masked her emotionless face while the prefect just stared at her.

'Don't you dare hurt hi?' She breathed, concentrating all her remaining strength to her arms. She didn't realise how strong he really was.

There was no way she could win against him in a fight; she had to end this now. Sliding the two iron rods against each other and pushing whilst doing so, she lowered her weapon while making the ebony haired boy back away a little. She knew that he couldn't attack.

Turning on one foot again, she faced the school and walked in through the glass doors. Unbeknownst to her, hundreds of orbs peeked though the window, mouths gasping and whispering at the sight they had just witnessed.

Walking down the hallway, her foot bit something. Obviously metal so her eyes searched for the mystery object. There is was, winking at her by the lockers. Bending down and picking it up, she dusted off the small ring which she had found.

The small cylinder shaped object fascinated her, the shield that hung itself on the front boldly caught attention from any passers by. Although know that it was wrong, she slid it onto her finger, twisting it to make it fit and admiring it from afar.

She noticed something unusual again. A head peaked around a corner at her. Big green eyes of a baby looked at her sheepishly then disappeared behind a wall, followed by a small childlike chuckle.

Like Alice went after the white rabbit, Azura ran after the little boy, yet all she caught of him was a little afro disappearing behind each corner. That was until she followed him up the stairs to the roof. Now there was no where to run.

Azura burst though the doors, making it slam with a loud 'Bang' as it hit the other wall.

Taking a few steps forward, she looked around. He was nowhere in sight.

A large tube fell on her, feeling another explosion erupt above her, as pink smoke filled her lungs. This defiantly wasn't good for her asthma.

Air pelted her back; she was falling, and fast. Bracing for an impact, she felt nothing. After several minutes she opened one eye, followed by the other.

The world around her was nothing but green, earthly, lush shrubs that crept over the entire land.

Where on earth was she?

A/N: Nyaaa, It's very very late here, so I am very tired :( However here is another chapter of Kryptonite for all of my beloved readers whom I love muchly ^^

Mwahahahahaa, But I do love to torture my little characters =D

And now... Full steam ahead to the thank yous! Reading through them, I've noticed a little mysterious group of 'Hi' people starting, very interesting, *strokes chin*

Sayonara Yasashii Akumu: Ahh, I'm so sorry that I can't write more, my little computer starts to hate me if i write mega loads on here and also I have like this rough draft thing which tells me what to write in each chapter, so that helps a little in planning. Because I'm a wee bit of a perfectionist I hate going over to the dark side and putting more in than i originally planned ¬_¬ it's like a disease i swear :( But I enjoyed writing this chapter so hopefully it'll keep up with the standards of the last one because it was a heart breaker to write ='D

hi: Nawh, Thank you so much for the comments, I also think I rushed though those scenes quite a lot, so I'm mentally slapping myself for that, but hopefully I've jammed packed this chapter with enough detail that'll make up for the lack of it in previous chapters^^

Aya~Chan: Look's like it, but Hibari is sooooo damn hard to write about T_T He shows such little emotion yet has like a massive impact on the audience so it's mega mega hard to keep him in character =D But Mentioning anyone but Hibari's name whilst being with him should be a crime, therefore he has more than a right to be jealous, especially of a smexy man like Mukuro himself ^^

Hi:] : Nyaaaa, your comment made me smile alot. Thank you so much for the support dear and I'll update as much as I possibly can =D

Thank you again for the reviews guys and keep them coming in, you really don't know how much it means to me that your reading and sharing your thoughts =]

And now I think that I need sleep T_T