Standard disclaimer applied
AN: Remember the small Namehage mascot that Haru won from the amusement park?
((Mascot))
Since she was nothing but a young, young, girl, Haru liked to collect cute things, like dolls and key chains, even diaries with cute cover would do, for her own amusement. It doesn't matter whether those things ended up useful or not, she's just happy with seeing them all lined up on their places in her room.
"Ta-raaa! Everyone, this is your new friend, Namehage-chan! Say hello!" she said in a whisper as she took out the little plushie from her pocket.
She tried to put the small thing amongst the other dolls, but it just didn't fit. Then, she decided, if she couldnt leave it in her room, then she'd just take it wherever she went, ah, she's going to put it in her bag later. After all, that could be a reminder, a reminder of that dreadful date. A reminder that she spent a day together with Hibari Kyouya and managed to came back home as a whole.
She kept holding the small plushie as she sat on her bed, thinking about how the date…no, about how the day had been. She twirled the doll as she lay on the mattress.
"…What will happen…to Haru starting from now on?" she whispered to the empty room. The doll fell from her grasp as sleep claimed her.
(*_*_*_*)
Just like how she was so dedicated at being Tsuna's wife in the past, she dedicated her life to do her best at works. And that's why she stayed late for works. Since she lives a double live, both her "work" and the "mafia-related-work" had been neglected.
"Ah, Miura-san, you're still here?" Kusakabe called out her name, making her turned her head. "It's already dark, do you want a ride home?" he offered with a smile, Haru smiled back and shook her head.
"No, Haru is alright, Haru can get home alone," she replied, smiling politely. The man nodded in understanding and walked away. Haru resumed gathering her belongings.
She heard footsteps coming closer.
'Oh, Kusakabe-san is checking on Haru,' she thought.
A knock on the wall and she turned around.
"You're going home with me, Miura." Said the man, staring straight at her eyes, making the woman shivered. "it'd be troublesome if you were to be kidnapped by some random people," he stated doredly, yawning. Haru frowned, why didn't she take Kusakabe's offer earlier, huh?
"You have ten seconds to get ready." He said, turning away, leaving the woman fumbled with her things furiously.
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"hahi.…it really is dark outside…" she said, looking at the night scenery.
"Haru wondered if that cat is sleeping…" she thought out loud as Hibari walked toward that cat. The poor cat immediately ran. "Oh, so it's awake…" she said, nodding to herself.
"Cant you walk in silence?" growled the man before her without turning his head.
"W-well…Haru can go home on her own, there's no need for Hibari-san to escort her." she replied rather smartly, and was replied by silence.
"Shut up. I just want to." He said, sparing a glance toward the brunette. Haru blinked once, twice. She stopped walking, wondering about what the man said. Unfortunately, the man before her noticed this and growled, she yelped.
Home at last.
"Ha…hahi…thanks for accompanying Haru, Hibari-san." She said with a bow. He grunted in response. Now what? It's already late, inviting him in was not a choice. When she was at a loss for words something fled toward her, and she caught it by reflex. "…Hahi?" she questioned, not believing what she saw, and lifted her head.
"That's yours." Said the man simply, referring toward the small cat plushie that was nestled on her hand.
"But Haru gave it to Hibari-san." She replied. She was still surprised he didn't throw it away.
"I don't want it." Ugh, that hurt a little. Why? Haru thought the little thing was cute, even thought it's also scary, because the thing resembled Hibari so much, so why he didn't want it? "Because I don't like it, and I absolutely don't look like that" said the man with a glare. Oops, she spoke as she thought, it seemed. "I'll trade that with this," he showed another plushie in his hand, and began to toss it into the air only to catch it again as it fell, that plushie looked so familiar…
"Namehage-chan!" Haru shrieked in horror. She checked her bag, it's gone, it's gone, it's gone! Haru lifted her head, looking at the man, who (dared she say) looked amused. "Sin..since when? Why?" she asked, amazed at both how her boss was an expert at being stealthy and how rude he was.
"Quickly get inside," he ordered, not bothering to answer her question. "Or do you need me to break the door open for you or something?" he said, obviously irritated by the fact he had to stand on the road at night, waiting for the woman to get inside her house. Haru immediately ran inside.
Hibari turned to leave when he heard the door creaked open.
"Hahi…Does…does Hibari-san like Namehage?" she asked, curious. He raised an eyebrow and brought the thing closer to inspect it.
"…it's weird." He said, squeezing it in his palm roughly, making the woman's jaw dropped. How dare he mock Namehage-chan? "it's just like you." He stated flatly, somehow making the brunette froze, and when she finally came to her sense, she slammed the door shut.
Her knees felt weak and she slide down to the floor, confused. She somehow could feel the man smiling as he walked. Footsteps coming closer toward her, and she lifted her head, only to see her mother looking at her with a concerned expression.
"Haru-chan, your face is red, are you cold?" Haru blushed at that.
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AN: ….the pace changed so abruptly, uuu… ;-; was it too fast? I hope not..but… ah, please forgive the mistakes, uuu! m(_ _)m