Chapter 7: Detention

Dear, readers… If you remember, Lala was wearing clothes next to nothing and moody while Xerion kept on saying that she's just tired. Well, actually, she was just mad. Why? She got detention the other week. Getting detention wasn't much of a problem, but what happened during detention is the problem. This is just a short chapter.

Namimori Reception Room
11 am

There she was… Sitting behind the desk of the chairman of the Discipline Committee of Namimori Middle School… actually processing, reading, and going through paperwork of teachers. Doing paperwork wasn't a hassle for her; it was the amount of papers actually stacked on the desk right now. I mean, it was enough to make two thick novels! Who knew Hibari actually finishes all of this with ease?

On the other side of the school, Xerion was cleaning up the school facilities, including the bridge, and hallways. He's a butler, so there are no problems with that. Lala's room after going through rampage was worst… Way worse than cleaning out the school. A shiver went down his spine when he remembers that traumatizing experience.

One by one, the two students were able to finish their errands, unfortunately, but obviously, it took them after lunch break. Sadly, Hibari didn't give them permission to have break times… Or even time to drink coffee. It made Lala stressed. The stressed type whose hair goes all messy, whose eye bags look like black eyes, pale complexion and the such if there isn't coffee around. Yes, coffee is the only thing that keeps her up, pretty and sane. Dear readers, please note the way you read this. Pretty Insane.

2 pm

The prefect made his way to his sanctuary, the Reception Room. "Are you done wi—" He found the young blonde asleep on the couch, completely vulnerable. She was wearing a long-sleeved blouse and a dark blue pleated skirt. Her long blonde hair covered most of her face. She slept in a fetal position. "Oy, herbivore." He called as he trotted towards the green couch. "I didn't give you permission to sleep." She used her left hand to move her hair away from her face and slowly, she sat up.

"Kyo-san?" she questioned in a low voice. "I'm done with the paperwork."

"Who gave you permission to call me Kyo-san, herbivore?"

"I told you. When we were childr—"

"Do you think I'd believe that story?" he asked in an eerie tone, raising up his tonfa. "I'll bite you to death."

Then he attacked her swiftly and intensely with his tonfas. She let out an 'eep' before putting her arms out in a defensive position. "I'm not lying! Ask me any questions!" she begged as she looked at him. Nothing stopped Hibari from attacking her. And also, Lala didn't stop from dodging and running away. "Xerion!" she shouted. She prayed that he'd come to save her just before she gets bitten to death.

"You're noisy, herbivore. More detention for you." He swung his tonfas again. And out of nowhere Xerion appeared in front of Lala and got hit. "Why didn't you fight against him?" Xerion questioned angrily as he took grip of Hibari's tonfas. Hibari couldn't be less stunned and pissed off to what he did. "I won't fight Kyoya! I l—"

"Stop spouting nonsense. You're engaged to Mukuro Rokudo!" Xerion shouted. Hibari pulled away from Xerion and glared at them with the worst possible death glare he has.

"I won't have herbivores like you associated with Mukuro Rokudo stay in Namimori Middle. The both of you are expelled. Leave immediately before I bite you to death."

"W-what?" Lala stammered.

"If I see you again here, I'll bite you to death. Regardless of our relationship before, I will not tolerate anyone who is affiliated with Mukuro Rokudo."

"Tsundere!" Lala shouted before running of in tears. Xerion did a 90 degrees bow to Hibari before running out the reception room to follow her. Hibari froze in his place. Not because of anger but in shock. In his heart, he felt an unfamiliar feeling… Better yet, a feeling he has not felt for a long time.

3 pm
In An Apartment

She's angry. Oh god. Please don't go flipping tables and throwing plates at me. If I only have a tranquilizer or something. ANYTHING! Please don't let her throw a tantrum. Not now. Kamisama, I won't make poisoned tea and coffee anymore, please—Xerion let those thoughts around when he suddenly heard his mistress call.

"Xerion." She called her voice breaking. "I want the old Hibari…"

"I cannot do that. Forgive me…"

A/N: Short chapter. Warned ya!

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