Disclaimer: I have to get this out of the way. Ahem, ahem. I DO NOT OWN THIS!!!!!! All the rights to Katekyo Hitman Reborn belong to Akira Amano, blah, blah, blah, official shit.
Alright! Here's chapter 3! I bet you're all so happy I updated so fast. I'm happy with myself. I'm just having this writing spree. I don't know how long it's going to last, but I'm using it to the fullest right now! Is that weird? Whatever.
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-JenniClouds: I love you! Your reviews are always so long! Long reviews are definitely my favorites, and I'm so happy that you take the time to write them. I'm glad you liked this chapter. You really think they're in character? I was kind of not sure, but thanks! I'm trying my best. Please don't step on me! Oh my god, you're right. I actually have to think hard when I write Hibari. I don't know if I deserve your respect, but thanks for it, and thanks for your awesome review.
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Kajune: A long reviewer! Yes! You're great! Hibari doesn't have black eyes? I thought he did. My bad. But I think he'd look good with black eyes, and since I'm the authoress, I can make them black. So they now are! As for an M rated part...I'm thinking about it. Not sure, but I'll definitely keep it in mind. And as for a nickname, I thought about it, and I've got nothing! *hangs head* Sorry! But here's the next chapter, if it makes you feel better.
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Love's Many Risks
Chapter 3: Kyoya-kun
Love can be a scary thing. It makes us become something different from what we are. When you fall in love, it's like giving part of your heart away. It's offering that part of you to another, and hoping they don't break it. It gives someone power over you. Love makes people do crazy things. So, even knowing all this, why do humans still fall in love?
Simple: because despite all these things, love can also be the sweetest feeling in the world. It makes you feel euphoric, and light, and happy. It's about taking risks. Yes, that's what it is. Love is a risk.
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"Good morning, Kyoya-kun," Mukuro said in a sing-songy (don't know if that's a word, but it is now) voice.
Hibari looked up at him with a mix of surprise and disgust. "I don't remember giving you permission to call me by my given name," he replied coldly, glaring.
Had Mukuro been anyone other than himself, he may have backed away and apologized. But he was who he was, so he pressed onward. "But I like your given name better," he said, pouting slightly.
The other teen snorted. "You really think I care?"
"No."
"Then stop."
"No."
Hibari raised an eyebrow. Mukuro's smirk never wavered, but his eyes danced with amusement.
"You're teasing me?" the smaller boy asked in surprise.
"Correct."
Their eyes met, and the tension in the air was tangible, causing any student who happened to be near to back up. It was early, but quite a few students were already there. The two boys took no notice of this, though. It was Mukuro who looked away first, but not because he was intimidated. Shinji and his red headed friend, who's name Mukuro had found out was Kai, were calling to him from the doorway, and he didn't want to ignore his new "friends."
"It was nice meeting you, Kyoya-kun," He purposely added in the first name, and was rewarded with the others glare intensifying. "We should talk more often." And with that, he walked away, tossing a wave over his shoulder. Hibari stared after him for a minute, trying to decide if the boy was suicidal or just mentally unstable. Deciding that he was probably both, he shrugged, and turned back to the window, putting the navy haired teen out of his mind.
As soon as Mukuro reached them, Shinji and Kai pulled him out of the classroom, each grabbing a sleeve. They walked for a while, drawing curious glances, and, upon reaching the roof, which they decided was far enough away from the classroom, they exploded at him.
"Are you crazy?" Kai burst out. "Or do you just have a death wish?"
"Seriously, Rokudo-san," Shinji added worriedly. "Don't antagonize Hibari-san."
"Why not?" the demon asked, already anticipating the answer.
"Because," the two boys chorused. "The guy's scary!"
"He carries a pair of tonfa around!"
"And he knows how to use them!"
Oddly enough, this didn't surprise Mukuro in the least. The choice of weapon, maybe, but he'd already guessed that Hibari knew how to fight, and fight well. It was something about the way the teen carried himself, and how he moved. But a pair of tonfa, hm? Not that Mukuro could complain about the eccentricity of others fighting styles. His own choice of weapons wasn't exactly conventional either. Still, it was interesting to know.
"You're lying," he said, feigning surprise.
"No, I'm serious," Kai exclaimed. "I've seen them. He just pulls them out of nowhere!"
"Alright, whatever you say," Mukuro continued dismissively.
Shinji looked like he wanted to put his own opinion in too, but the first bell rang before he could, calling them back down to the classroom. They left in a rush, and arrived back just in time. The teacher wasn't in the classroom yet, but a crowd had gathered in the classroom, centering around a spot just below the far windows. Right where Hibari sat. The three boys pushed through the crowd, eager to see what was going on.
The crowd stopped a few meters away from Hibari's desk, and when they arrived at the front, they saw why. A hulking student stood in front of it, glaring down at the smaller boy. He easily cleared six feet, with wild blond hair and three earrings in one ear. He was tensed for a fight, and yelling at Hibari.
"What did you just say?" he cried. Hibari regarded him with boredom. He was seated languidly in his chair, with his elbows propped up against the window sill. A book dangled carelessly from one hand, suggesting that he'd been reading before this.
"Was I speaking too fast for you to comprehend, herbivore?" was the lazy response. "I simply told you to move out of the way. You were blocking my sunlight."
The giant lunged at Hibari, but his advance was stopped by a hard smack to the head by the teen's book. He staggered slightly, glaring daggers at the black-haired boy, who was now standing with his free hand on his hip, the other resting at his side. Hibari sighed, then replaced the book on his desk.
"I'm going to kill you, you bastard," the blonde roared. A small smirk graced Hibari's features, making him seem even scarier than usual. He held out one of his hands, beckoning the other forward with his fingers in the age old gesture for 'Bring it on.' The giant charged, fists raised. He punched at Hibari, but the other dodged easily.
"Is that all?" he asked.
The blonde threw a few more punches, but Hibari evaded them all with ease. They'd moved to the back of the classroom sometime during the fight. The crowd watched with morbid, yet avid, interest. The thug was panting, but the smaller boy wasn't even sweating.
"I guess it's my turn now," Hibari smirked. The giant threw his fist at him again, but was stopped this time by a thin metal pipe. The black haired teen had brought out his tonfa. Mukuro was impressed at his speed. Shinji hadn't been lying; it did look like the other boy had pulled them out from thin air. After that, the fight ended quickly. The hulking teen didn't even have time to react before the other tonfa was slammed into his face, knocking him to the side with such force that he literally went flying. He crashed through the window, breaking it. The class watched in complete silence as he landed on the ground outside, tried to sit up, and collapsed from the effort.
The crowd backed up and began to dissipate, but Hibari took no notice. He walked back to his desk, sat down, and calmly began reading, acting for all the world as if nothing had happened.
"Those don't seem like the actions of someone who loves their school as much as you say," Mukuro commented to Kai, who was looking decidedly paler than he had been only moments ago. The red head nodded his head mutely.
The teacher arrived moments later, spouting excuses about why he was late. He stopped short upon seeing the broken window and the unconscious boy outside. A student near him pointed to Hibari.
"Hibari-san," he said wearily, as if this was a normal occurrence. Which, in all actuality, it was. In the two years he'd taught the teen's class, not a month could go by without someone picking a fight with, and losing to, Hibari, and the older man was getting used to it. "Would you please explain to me what happened?"
"He was blocking my sunlight," Hibari replied without looking up. "And then he attacked me."
"You can go explain that to the headmaster. I'm sure he almost thought he might not see you this month." The first month of the school year was drawing to a close, and the teacher had honestly been hoping that maybe Hibari was done fighting. He was wrong.
The boy stood wordlessly, and walked to the door. As he passed by Mukuro, the demon whispered to him, so softly that only he could hear it.
"Very impressive, Kyoya-kun."
Hibari glared at him out of the corner of his eye, but didn't slow down or reply.
Mukuro followed the teen with his eyes, his gaze resting on the door long after Hibari had left. Very impressive indeed.