Guten tag! Currently midnight in Switzerland, and I just got some time to myself to write whilst on the bus from Venice to here. I want to thank everyone who reviewed/followed/favourite this story! You're all fab!
Disclaimer: FANfiction. I only own the OC. Any changes to the original canon story is due to the fact that this is fanfiction.
Warning: May contain coarse language.
Stormy green eyes gleamed dangerously as they followed Squalo's movements. A sleeved hand held up a hanger, from which a white dress shirt with a navy-coloured blazer draped over and a cream skirt dangled.
"What the fuck is this?" Riko attempted to keep her tone light and saccharine, despite the fact that everyone could clearly tell and evaluate the level of her irritation by the way the nerve on her temple was pulsing, and how the corner of her mouth was twitching.
Lussuria sighed in a melancholy manner as he watched from a velvet armchair in the corner, resting a gloved hand against his cheek. "She gets to be just like her father with each passing day, doesn't she?" he asked Leviathan, who was standing stiffly beside him as they watched the youngest member of their squad confront their captain.
Levi blinked, narrowing his eyes to find physical similarities that the girl had with their vindictive boss. "Does she really resemble the boss that much?"
Belphegor snickered as he crouched on a chair nearby. He reached up to adjust the crooked crown resting on his golden locks as he grinned gleefully. "Temper-wise, yes. That Riko certainly knows how to throw a tantrum."
Squalo scoffed at the sight of the belligerent girl whom he towered a good foot over. He analyzed the scowl on her face, and then the clothes she held in her hand. "What the fuck does that have to do with me?! You think I'm a guy with a fucking cosplay fetish?!"
Riko brandished the uniform again, eyes flashing with an accusatory glare. "Why do I go into my room, only to find this lying on top of my fucking bed?"
"Do I look like I have a fucking clue?!"
"As a matter of fact, you do!"
"Ask that fucking boss then! He sure knows more about this fucking thing than I do!"
"What, he wants me to go to fucking school?!"
"Well, what does it fucking look like!?"
An eldritch snicker from Belphegor. "Ka-ching."
Disbelief washed away the annoyance on her face. Riko's eyes widened dramatically as she fell to her knees in an exaggerated slow motion. Was this what that damn boss had meant by wanting a champion? A bloody study bug that went to school and beat all the Vongola member's asses by getting top marks in class?!
Throwing the uniform aside, she clasped her hands together. "PLEASE DON'T LET ME GO TO SCHOOL!"
Ultimate. Groveling.
A horribly repulsed expression made its way to the swordsman's face as he watched the girl whine, while the others snickered quietly to themselves as they watched the scintillating scene unfolding in front of them. Mammon held up a camcorder, his money-laundering instincts coming into play as he pressed the button, Riko's form coming into focus on the display screen.
Belphegor looked up, peering over the Mist Arcobaleno's shoulder. "Recording it, Mammon?"
"It's not often Riko does this. I'll be able to sell it well. A fair number of the underlings happen to have a special interest in Riko's lowest moments," A malevolent chuckle left the illusionist's lips as he pressed another button, zooming into Riko's face as it captured the distraught expression on her face.
"VOI! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?"
"WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M DOING!? I'M BEGGING, YOU FUCK!"
"IF YOU WANNA FUCKING BEG, GO TO THE DAMN BOSS!"
xxxx
"And before we begin homeroom, I want to introduce a new classmate," a middle-aged man announced as he shut the attendance book, standing up from his seat. "Will you please enter?"
A honey-brown head looked up from his table, an ominous feeling clouding his senses. Tsuna drummed the tabletop with his fingers nervously. The party the night before had been nothing short of disastrous, despite the fact that one member that really mattered, had been absent - Xanxus hadn't shown up, so that was good.
Mostly. The party had ended in a massive food fight between the Varia and his family, which had started when Riko had unceremoniously flung rice balls in Gokudera's direction when he had rudely jeered at Lussuria and Ryohei's rendition of Hollaback Girls ("It's a classic song, okay!" had been her accompanying yell), and instead it had sailed out of an open window and landed on Hibari's head, as he had been standing a few feet away from the storm guardian had been, but instead of being in the building, he had been outside due to 'excessive crowding'.
The prefect had promptly exploded, and started another hunt for the girl, who had immediately ran for the hills as he proclaimed his intentions to bite her to death three times over. Gokudera, who was aware that Riko had been targeting him, had thrown another rice ball back in her direction, but because of her speedy exit, it had landed on Bel instead. And so, the legendary food fight, stuff of recorded legends, had occurred.
"Ah…" and Tsuna had been, as usual, the unfortunate soul who had been caught in the crosshairs of the fight, and ended up being the sole person on cleaning duty and had been slapped with the astronomical bill for the amount of food that had been consumed and wasted throughout the entire night.
Why was his life so cruel!?
"Tenth! Are you alright?" his weak moan attracted the bomber's attention. Gokudera rose from his seat, and like a mother hen, rushed over to Tsuna's spot, crouching down by his side with a worried expression on his face. "Are you hurting anywhere?"
"My head…"
A rambunctious bunch of assassins was definitely on top of the list for the cause of Tsuna's headache. "Why did they have to come here!?'"
"Gokudera! Go back to your seat immediately!" the teacher reprimanded, "It's rude to behave like this in front of the new student!"
Gokudera shot a glare towards the teacher, who immediately froze at the Italian's hostile response. Coughing into his hand, he turned to the door, dismissing Gokudera's behaviour. After all, the boy was as scary as delinquents came, even if he wasn't like the head prefect of the Disciplinary Committee. "As I was saying, Yang Riko, although she originates from Japanese and Chinese origins, she has been living in Italy for quite some time now."
A scowling girl stepped inside, her arms folded across her chest, from which long white sleeves dangled. Apart from that and the white Ugg boots didn't quite cover up the bandage that was wrapped around her left leg, Tsuna could clearly see that the dark-haired girl, despite her change in appearance, was definitely Yang Riko.
Tsuna dropped his head onto the table, relentlessly banging it. "I knew it!"
xxxx
The classroom's atmosphere was eerily silent for the lunch hour. It wasn't to be unexpected though, what with the murderous aura emitting from a corner of the classroom. Tsuna, crowded by his usual group of friends, looked over to the Corner of Doom.
Occupied by none other than Yang Riko, the official mascot of Varia.
Presently, the revealed to be Chinese-Japanese girl was sulking moodily in her seat, evidently displeased by her current situation. Tsuna gave a yelp when he realized that her hands, concealed by the custom-elongated sleeves of the crisp dress shirt worn by the students of Namimori High, were holding a pair of scissors and a paper doll that had disturbing resemblance to Xanxus.
Snip. Snip snip snip.
The Vongola heir made a strangled squeak at the sight of a decapitated head floating onto the top of the desk.
"Curse you to fucking hell and beyond, stupid boss…" a half-crazed chuckle erupted from her lips, and her green eyes had a psychotic twinkle in them as she continued her assault on the paper dolls.
Definitely Xanxus.
The spectators laughed nervously at the vengeful aura emitting from the girl. Nearly everyone who usually sat in the classroom for lunch break had immediately left the classroom in favour of escaping the eldritch atmosphere that Riko had brought in with her. Even Gokudera, who had vehemently objected to the girl's entry into the school was rendered incapable of approaching the danger zone set up around the dark-haired girl's corner for fear of the unmentionable happening to him.
"'Oh! Because Riko's still at that stage where she's got the most potential to learn! And besides, she's supposed to be going to school anyway!' Screw it, Lussuria. What about Bel? He's eighteen! Only two goddamn years older than me! I don't want to go to this crappy school, and yet that son of a bitch boss merely snorts and looks away! I'm so going to get back at him for this!"
Stab. Stab stab stab.
Tsuna whimpered as Riko started stabbing the shredded remains of the Xanxus paper doll with the pointed ends of the scissors.
"So she does have a scary side too!" Yamamoto commented with a grin as he stood beside Tsuna. He didn't seem the least bit fazed by the girl's manic actions, which made Tsuna question whether or not his own friend's sanity.
"As scary as a Chihuahua, maybe," Gokudera scoffed, casting a dirty look in Riko's direction.
There was a loud bang, and all three boys looked up to see that the classroom's door had been opened forcefully. Standing there in his demonic glory was the president of the disciplinary committee, Hibari Kyoya.
"H-Hibari!" Tsuna squeaked in fear at the sight of the school's most powerful student. Said person narrowed his steely eyes, reaching into his jacket to pull out his trusty pair of tonfas, whipping them out for everyone present to see.
"I sense a disturbance in this classroom," his voice was deathly cold, as his eyes landed on Tsuna, who withered under his piercing gaze, "Who dares to disturb the peace in Namimori High? I'll bite them to death."
"N-Not me!" Tsuna denied vehemently, seemingly suspicious in Hibari's eyes. He stepped forward, leaning close to Tsuna until there was only a sliver of distance between their faces.
"You seem to be very suspicious to me, Sawada Tsunayoshi. Are you attempting to deceive me? If you are, I'll bite you to death."
"N-No! That's not it!"
"Hey! Stop threatening the tenth, you bastard!"
"Now, now! No fighting you guys!"
The sounds of the scissors snipping away only got louder, which irked Hibari even more. He drew away from Tsuna, who in turn sighed in relief at barely escaping from being beaten half to death by his cloud guardian.
Hibari's eagle-visioned eyes scanned the classroom diligently, and located his target. The aura radiating from the herbivore seated at the corner desk was intense, but not terrifying enough to bring out the bloodlust in him. He held no particular regard for this gloomy-looking herbivore, but there were two things that made him walk up to her.
One, overally improper uniform. Two, for disrupting Hibari Kyoya's nap.
The reason why Hibari even bothered to stop by in the first place was because he had been disturbed during his nap on the school's rooftop. A gaggle of girls had been having their lunch below the building, voices so loud they floated up to the roof, which disrupted his sleep. He had originally intended to bite all of them to death, but when one of them had squealed about some terrifying person in their classroom, which made them leave their usual lunch place and relocate to that particular place, Hibari had left the biting to another day in search of the person who had not only impede the peace in Namimori High, but also because that person had indirectly caused a disturbance in Hibari's nap.
Lesson to be learned: Never disturb Hibari Kyoya's nap times.
"You are the one impeding the peace in Namimori High, aren't you, herbivore?" Hibari's tone was clipped and deadly; hands itching to smack the herbivore with his weapons.
No response. The herbivore merely continued cutting sheets of cut-out paper into tiny pieces.
Eye twitch. He brandished one tonfa, only stopping in his attack when it was an inch from the herbivore's face. "Look at me, herbivore."
"Fuck off."
Another eye twitch. This herbivore was definitely not normal. She had dared to talk back to him, something which Hibari did not tolerate. "For inappropriate uniform and two counts of misconduct, I will now personally bite you to death."
Without hesitating, Hibari then lunged at her with his tonfas.
Tsuna shrieked hysterically. "Hibari! No-!"
Nothing happened. No cries of help, no 'ouch's, no swearing. Nothing.
Everyone traded confused looks, while the expression of Hibari's face remained unreadable. He had stopped his attack. Tsuna cautiously peered over to see Riko still stationary in her seat, still violently cutting off the heads of the Xanxus paper dolls. Hibari was rooted to the spot, which made the chocolate-haired teenager nervous.
"Say herbivore…"
"Buzz off. I'm busy. Make a fucking appointment or something."
The grip on his tonfas tightened considerably. "I'm going to bite you to death."
Hibari moved his head by an inch to look at the girl. Indeed, upon a closer inspection, the annoyingly long sleeves of the uniform, the goggles that were in stark defiance of school rules, and the shameless defiance… they added up to one particular herbivore that Hibari had already disciplined before.
"Yang Riko."
The scissors stopped moving. Suspicious green eyes looked up before fear clouded them. "Oh, shit. Shit shit shit," Riko inched her chair a fair distance away from her desk, a loud screech emitting as the legs scraped across the tiled surface noisily, "It's Kyoya! The leg-fracturing sunnuvabitch!"
Eye twitch. "That's Hibari to you, herbivore."
Riko wasn't spooked by many things, but if she were to choose one particular person as the scariest, Hibari Kyoya would be one of them. Even more so than a raging Xanxus. Granted that she managed to leave mostly unscathed the night before save for the fractured leg from when he had managed to slam that godforsaken tonfa into her shinbone. That had not needed much attention, but she'd immediately entered his name onto the top of the list of 'People to Avoid', which was entirely made up of… only Hibari.
Noticing the change in attitude from Riko, Hibari could only surmise the fact that Riko had judged him as someone to be feared, which made a sadistic smirk appear on his face. "Oh? Why the sudden change in attitude, herbivore?"
Riko chuckled uneasily, grabbing her schoolbag discreetly. "Um. I just remembered that I have a really important thing to do right now, so I can't entertain you at the moment…"
She stuck a foot out. Hibari missed this as he continued to pierce his steely gaze into Riko's eyes, striking icy fear deep within her heart. "Hm? And what would that be?"
"Run like hell!"
The Varia mascot pulled herself off the seat and immediately started running down the hallway - a feat that was thought to be impossible for her injured leg - as far as she could possibly get away from Hibari. Tsuna yelped in terror as he heard sounds of laughter from Hibari's direction.
"H-He's laughing!"
Ignoring the Vongola Decimo, Hibari stepped through the door conveniently left open by the girl who had hightailed herself out of the room. A smug smile stayed on his face as he watched her form disappear around a corner. A new animal had joined the ecosystem, and things were about to get interesting.
School days for the gang! To address some questions I couldn't answer due to disabled PM features, Poooooh wanted to know if Riko had any fighting capabilities, and if I would ever showcase them. The short answer is yes, she does and yes, I have planned some chapters to do just that! Obviously she wouldn't be in Varia unless she were at least an expert in something they need, but don't worry, it won't be some stupid Mary Sue shit like infinite fighting styles, etc... I promise it will definitely be something that suits someone like Riko! c:
Please do let me know how you liked this chapter, or if you have any questions! Auf Weidersehen for now!
Delphoxi