So what fuck everyone? I had thoughts of just leaving this story but you guys are like 'You gotta give me the next chapter or I kill you or something...' Okay, I'm over exaggerating but seriously, 45 favourites, 51 follows, 7 reviews and 560 views for one freaking chapter.
The view count has stuffed up somehow. So I don't know if said views are correct…
You know what, here. Here is your chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own KHR.
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"Why do I have a dreadful feeling?" said Tsunami to herself as she walked to school. Although she had managed to barely get out of bed, early too, and the make her own breakfast and lunch for the day, she feels like something was going to go horribly wrong. She was sure she had not forgotten anything and it wasn't like she had actually received homework from the previous day nor was there a test. Besides, the paper full of- THE PAPER FULL OF IDEAS!
She had to find that person who saw her the other day, but wouldn't that be, like, exposing who she was? She wanted a normal school life! Even if she goes to the most elite academy, still! She was making strange facial expressions and those around her on the train were smiling at her for her funny and cute looks or were wondering why she was taking the train because those from Namimori Academy don't take public transport… usually.
The moment she stepped off the train, she sped through the gates and walked briskly towards the school. Making sure no one had seen her, she draped her overcoat over her head, to hide her face and then sprinted through the gates. Once inside the school grounds, she felt a sigh escape her entire body as if all the tension that had built up that day had disappeared. But no, luck was never on her side, nor has it ever been.
"I will bite you to death for inappropriate usage for your uniform."
"Hie!" she shrieked. Then dread took over her, when she recognised the person as the one from the day before.
"Take off-"
And before he could say anything else, Tsuna had already sped past him, finding it quite easy and then escaping to the safety of the school campus. If she were to expose that she was RUN, would that person spread it around the school, use it for blackmail or for his entertainment? Various ideas of how all the people would react to the fact she was RUN went through her mind, making her dizzy.
Being an author, her imagination was rather vivid and said by her manager with extraordinary side burns, "Very sadistic but hidden by that innocent personality."
She looked back finding that no one had followed her. She sighed and went up the stairs. Though she was little, she had great amounts of stamina which had been trained (tortured) into her by a certain fedora wearing person. Easily getting to the top floor, she peeked through the window and went onto the roof.
Looking around, she spotted the piece of folded paper of ideas. Finding it very suspicious that it would remain there, she went towards it slowly. She bent down and reached under the table it was under. By the time she picked it up and turned around, she felt the presence of someone and was met by two long legs clothed in black tailored trousers.
"Are you going to RUN away?" asked the person maliciously, purposely putting emphasis on RUN.
She shuddered and tried to reply, but was far too afraid. And because of that, she tried to stand up, only to hit her head on the table, very hard.
"Ow…" she groaned as she clutched her head. The person who had found her was in fact the person from the entrance and the other day.
Oh dear…
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After meeting the Disciplinary Committee Leader, Tsunami had promptly fainted. Grunting at the fact the girl would dare faint in his presence, he still felt somewhat attached to the girl.
The books she wrote as this RUN person, ranged from all different categories. The only category that contained the least books was Romance and Love. Although, from reading the list of ideas on the piece of paper she left behind, it was likely she was trying to get better in that area and write some more Romance novels.
Picking up the girl, not in bridal style because that was not Hibari Kyoya, he let her have a piggy back ride to the Infirmary. As she was still unconscious, he merely laid her on the bed and began to write some note to excuse her from class if she was late. Finishing with his signature, to make sure the excuse would pass, he started to leave, only to be stopped by the strongest grip he had ever felt.
The once said weak and timid author had grabbed onto his jacket while sitting up.
"Ah… sorry, but what's your name?" asked the girl. Hibari, who had never been exposed to such ferocity of a female, merely replied.
"Hibari Kyoya."
"Good… good…" she started to mumble to herself and the dark look on her face grew as her smirk grew into a… great sparkling rainbow vomiting smile and her eyes became a dazzling golden brown colour. "Can you not spread that I'm RUN? Thank you!"
Hibari nodded while cautiously staring at her. Something about her, he did not like. At all. Maybe it was that strange change of being a weak herbivore below the other herbivores into some carnivore on the same level as him and perhaps higher if the girl ever got pissed off.
With that, she let go of his jacket and he left at a speed in which would not be considered escaping or slowly getting away.
"And you forgot something. Oh well," she said as she twirled the red band around her finger.
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With the paper of her written ideas, Tsuna was able to resume her work. During class, she was asked about her relationship with Hibari as she was seen with him that morning.
She replied to the curious ones that she was simply trying to find something of hers and Hibari had found it and gave it back. Some of them were relieved that the blood thirsty person did not harm her in any way.
As soon as she found time in class, she would silently pull out the paper and expand on the ideas in a page in her work book which she could easily take out and hide.
"Some of you may have heard, but we are introducing a new teacher who will be helping you in your writing skills for grammatical tense, comprehension and so on," said the homeroom teacher. Peeking up from her desk, she faced the teacher at the front who seemed rather nervous for some reason. She frowned. Something felt like it was stabbing her stomach making her feel equally nervous.
The moment she saw the familiar feathered accessory her stomach literally flipped.
"Hey trash, I'm your new Literacy teacher." The visible but fading scars on his face and the menacing red glint in his eyes alarmed all the students. His hair was spikey and skin was tanned but overall, he was very… hot. The girls couldn't help but ogle at his sturdy build and his cold personality. He was young, so he must have been very smart to be a teacher at this current age.
"Uh… what is your name, sensei?" asked one of the girls rather bravely.
"Xanxus. Next time, ask for my permission to speak or I'll shoot you." They never knew whether he was being serious or not, but they obeyed him.
Class was extremely tense and Tsuna dared not to look up, in fear that the person at the front would recognise her. Knowing him, he would not hesitate to do something. And that something could cost her whole undercover thing of being a legendary author.
"Who's gonna translate this?"
"But Xanxus-sensei, you aren't our English teacher-" Something hot flew past the student's cheek. In terror, he clutched at his cheek feeling a numbing sensation. Something dropped onto his desk, which turned out to be a bit of burnt eraser. He promptly sat down, unable to finish his question.
"I'm your teacher, I do what the hell I want," said Xanxus. His eyes leered onto the male student who was shivering from the fact he got grazed by a flying burnt piece of rubber.
Scanning the room, Xanxus decided to call each of the student trash different trash names from their first impressions. His eyes fell onto a brown fluff ball that wore strange glasses and was continuously staring at her desk.
Frowning, and disappointed for someone to be ignoring him, he chucked a piece of rubber, expecting the student to get hit, only to fall off her chair, as if dodging it.
She slowly got back up.
"Whoops, I got a bit clumsy~" she said.
Some of the girls giggled and the boys said that it was fine.
"Oi trash, who told you to get out of your seat?" asked Xanxus focusing all of his attention on the girl. She seemed to freeze up as she felt his eyes lingering on her.
"Hie- I mean… uh… I just felt really uncomfortable and then I fell off my chair," she replied, ruffling her hair as she sat back in her seat.
"Don't think I'll let you get away with it. Translate this into English."
Cold sweat started forming at the edges of her forehead as she gulped, swallowing the stutters that would reach her voice. She glided over the words on the board, only to realise that it was an excerpt from one of her published essays on the seasons. It made her cringe so much about what she wrote back then.
"The season of the falling leaves is autumn. Although there is nothing that can disturb the seasons, nature can be deceiving. The season of snow and ice is winter. Sometimes it can gently rain while it can easily hail the following day. The season of blooming flowers is spring. As flowers start to make their appearances, rain often comes and goes. The season of blazing heat is summer. At this point, we do not care. Turn on the air condition and take out a hand fan and you're set for summer."
When she was writing that essay on the seasons, she had given up on the aspect of describing all the seasons. So when she finally got to summer, she decided to change the whole mood of the essay to something logical to something humorous. With this, she gained a lot of attention and won the first place prize earning some cash and publishing her work.
Part of her own requirements needed her to be able to learn a few more languages other than Japanese. Mainly European languages such as English, Italian, Portuguese and French along with Asian languages such as Chinese and Korean then added with Russian, allowed her to pretty much communicate with the majority of the world. Although she did not usually do the translating of her books to other languages, she would often pick one or two books and give the reader a surprise that she had made the book by herself.
Her editors found it quite the pain, but they enjoyed seeing the young author trying to do the work herself so they did not mind the extra work.
"Oi Trash. Do you speak fluent English?"
"Uh… sort of? My tutor was very strict on learning other languages," said Tsuna as she shuddered, thinking of 'that man.'
The teacher remained silent until the bell abruptly cut their lesson short.
Just as Tsuna was about to sprint out the door like everyone else, she was quickly taken hold of by said teacher and was told to stay after class.
"You're really familiar, you that?"
"Ahaha, I don't know you…" she said, purposely avoiding eye contact, "… do i?"
Xanxus, displeased with no answers, promptly threatened her to make her look him straight in the eye. As she soon did, so she wouldn't get killed by him (figuratively), he recognised the eyes that were unable to lie. They were gentle and he slowly got lost in the pools of golden brown. Quickly regained consciousness, he sifted through his mind looking for people he had met outside of his group that he led.
"Ran? Ron? Yun? What was it…" he grumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Just as he got the name, she was already gone. RUN had lived up to her name of running… especially running away from those likely to expose her identity as an infamous author.
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OMAKE- How Xanxus and RUN met
Her tor-tutor had recently been making a fuss on her shabby looks, so she went to the hair salon and got a trim for her bangs and hair in general. She only just met Reborn for a month, after all.
As she was leaving the salon, she found herself immersed in walking pass various schools and education facilities. There would be students all about the place both her age or younger. Although she did not have that many friends, she was slowly gaining attention after Reborn despite still looking rather boy like.
Leaving one of the schools, she came across a much older student probably a senior in high school. He had rather visible scars that ran across his face and a scowl forever present. He was arguing with another person. What was interesting about the other person was that he had long silver hair that reached his waist.
Tsuna, afraid that she could get caught up in the argument, started to walk away, when both of them started to walk towards her.
"Oi trash, answer my question."
"Hie! Uh… o-okay!" squeaked Tsuna.
"We are debating on RUN's writing style, you heard of that guy right?" the scarred man asked. Tsuna nodded.
I mean, why would I not know RUN when I'm RUN…
"Long haired bastard here thinks it's a girl while I think it's a guy," he said.
"Fucking boss! I know you're sure he's a guy, but my gut's telling me it's a girl."
"It's a boy. How else can he write in such detail?"
"Oh please, since when was my gut ever wrong?" retorted the long haired person.
Just at the worst moment ever, Reborn appeared.
"What is the meaning of this?" he demanded. The two froze, recognising him.
"Reborn? What are you doing here?" asked the long haired person.
"What else? I am tutoring my useless author."
"Him?" said the two pointing at Tsuna.
"Geh! Me?" said Tsuna, feeling shocked that Reborn would just point out that she was RUN.
"Wait… so this pathetic girly trash is the legendary RUN?" asked the scarred man, "you've got to be kidding."
"Do I look like a person to kid, Xanxus?"
"…" Scarred man, Xanxus, glared at Tsuna, who instantly cowered and avoided him, but going to Reborn's side.
"Told you it's a guy," said Xanxus.
"Huh… are you sure it ain't some girl who looks like a guy?" asked the other man. Reborn smirked. Tsuna felt everything freeze for a moment. He was planning something, wasn't he?
"If you want to find out, catch RUN, and then you shall see," said Reborn. Making it a competition for the two meant that Tsuna would have to run. Like. Really fast before they could catch her. Before she even noticed the two divert their attention from Reborn to her, she was already off.
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The chase went well off into the night, but the two soon gave up as the night was already far too late and it was extremely possible the brat had already left. They were sure they would have found the kid, but it seems that they had underestimated RUN.
The only reason they never found out where was because Tsuna was hiding in the female toilets.
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