"Since when the hell has smoke been pink? Was that some lame science experiment?" I grumbled, waving my hands to get rid of the smoke.
"Did she get shot by the bazooka or something?" A voice I didn't recognize asked.
"Probably, who else has pink smoke except for that trouble cow?"
"What the hell is with this god forsaken pink smoke?" I growled. It finally started to fade away and I was looking into the face of so many unfamiliar people. "The hell?"
"She's tiny," A blonde commented.
"No shit," A silver headed boy, that reminded me of some kid in my class snorted.
"What the frack?" I said with a raised eyebrow. "Where am I?"
"Ten years in the future," Some spikey haired man said.
"Riiight," I said.
"Um… Should we say anything about that yet?" The blonde asked.
"Nah, better to let everything unfold in the past," Some man with a hat said. I frowned.
"Seriously, who the hell are you people?"
"You'll find out in the past," Mr. Spikey laughed. I scowled.
"Five minutes is almost up," A man that resembled the annoying prefect in my school said.
"Ah, well," Blondie said. Random nicknames for strangers. Yay.
"Bye!"
POOF!
"Well that was anticlimactic," I mutter as I was surrounded by pink smoke once again. Dude, what the hell was with the pink smoke!?
"Asakura-san! Are you okay!?" Some scrawny kid I recall to be No-good Tsuna asked.
"The fuck just happened?" I half growled, half asked.
"Uh…," Tsuna seemed to have trouble answering that.
"You were shot by the ten year bazooka," Some baby said. He looked awfully familiar to that man with the hat from earlier.
"Uh huh…," I muttered. "Well, if you'll excuse me, I need to go grocery shopping." I stood up and dusted myself off.
"Asakura Dante," The little infant said. I frowned and looked at him. "Would you like to join the family?" Tsuna looked panicked at that statement.
"Family?" I asked. I snorted. "I'll pass; I have enough of a family already." I walked away.
--
"What kind of poison are you making anyways?" I asked, setting the groceries on the kitchen counter.
"It's not poison!" Maria said, hitting me on the head with a spatula. That evil spatula….
"Suuure it isn't." I rolled my eyes. "Just to tell you, I have work tonight, so I won't be eating dinner with you three."
"Again!?" Maria asked. I nodded. "Fine, I'll save you leftovers."
"Thanks." She smiled at me.
--
"Sensei?" I asked I walked into the classroom. Sitting at his desk was a man in his thirties or something. I had the urge to vomit but pushed it aside.
"Dan-chan," He said, trying to sound seductive. I had to put on an act if I wanted to get a lot of money. Damn it. I bit my finger.
"Sensei… I need some help in a subject…" I was getting paid for role-playing his fantasies and it was sickening.
"Oh? And what subject may that be?" He asked with a smirk. I walked over and straddled him.
"Sex-ed."
--
"Uhhnn!" I cried. "Sensei…"
"Ha-h," He panted as he was thrusting mercilessly. I thought I heard footsteps but assumed I was hallucinating.
"Exactly what do you two think you're doing?"
The teacher paused mid-thrust and looked nervously at the speaker. It was Hibari Kyouya, head prefect. Shit. I tried to catch my breath as I watched sensei pull out and try to muster a response to the student. Unsuccessful, he immediately disposed of the condom, zipped up his pants and got the shit out of there. I sat there, taking my damn time because I'm cool like that.
"Asakura Dante," Hibari spoke calmly. I glanced at him bored.
"That's me," I muttered. "You can exp-" I couldn't finish my sentence as a pair of lips crashed against mine. "Huh?" His hand reached down and played with me. I panted and grabbed his shoulders and moaned. "S-senpai?"
"I'll pay you," He muttered as his lips met mine once again. Our tongues danced. Meh, as long as I got paid. I pulled away from the kiss for air.
"I would've thought that you'd have more morals," I managed to say. Hibari grunted and then took off his belt. "You'd better have a condom."
He paused and reached into his pocket. I raised an eyebrow. Had he been gettin' some or was he expecting this? He pulled down his pants and slipped the condom on. He looked at me for a moment. I raised an eyebrow at him. Was he asking for permission? Since when does the almighty Hibari Kyouya ask for permission? To respond to him, I pulled him into another wet kiss and with that, he fluently thrusted into me.
"Uhn!" I ripped away from the kiss and cried out. I heard him grunt a few times as he picked up the pace. Who knew he'd be so good at this sort of thing. I threw my head back and moaned. "Ahh!" I'd always thought he was some inexperienced virgin! How the hell did he get so-
"Ah! H-Hibari!"
He grunted and came.