Engage Me.

A/N: I'm starting to think that I only get inspiration for this story around 3AM-5AM but at least I'm on summer break LOL.

Thank you to xenocanaan and oceanruins for your second reviews. c:
Xenoncanaan, I'm glad that you enjoyed last chapter. It gave me a really warm feeling to write and I found it to be fun.. :') I hope you'll like this one as well!
Oceanruins, thank you for always reviewing my stories. c: Hibari does frown a lot or so I imagine him to, so when I write it just has to be put down. Thank you! I'm happy that you find them to be a cute couple and of course shaky since they're new to the whole thing. Hoping to improve their relationship. c:

Random things about my recent days:

A few months ago I got this wall scroll of Hibari. The other day I was looking at it and my mom asked me who that was.
I just laughed because well, I wasn't sure what to tell her. I was pretty sure she'd find it weird since all my posters were pretty art of anime girls.
Though I guess I was like obnoxiously giggling since she ended up asking me "is that your boyfriend?" Which is also weird, she doesn't joke about these things.
I nodded to humor her and said "yeah!" I mean Hibari, my boyfriend? I'd die. HAHA.
Also to my surprise, she was like "I approve! I like." HAHAHA my mother approved of Hibari- but he'd kill me. My poor actual boyfriend (who she acknowledges to just be a 'guy friend' of mine). :'c
Then the days after (of her making fun of me), she asked me what his name was.
I told her Hibari Kyoya.
...She only heard 'barbeque'.
Hibarbe Cueya. AHHAHAHA- okay.

I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF THAT WAS HUMOROUS TO ANYONE but.. okay. Well, enjoy the chapter LOL.
P.s. I went to this festival in my city and there would always be these weaboo stalls. Anyways. I was telling my friend "Ah, I doubt there'd be any KHR things" because there usually isn't and I do keep an eye out. Though from what she deemed 'a mile' away, I found a Hibari pin- so I bought that after yelling LOL. Then I also bought this keychain of him with eyes that reminds me of Fon's.

CHAPTER 5

First Person; Nanase Sakura

"Your birthday is tomorrow."

I sighed, having dreaded the fact for a week now. Never had I looked forward to my birthday though I'm not entirely too sure why. It just seemed like a pain. "Sadly."

"Why are you not happy? You're going to be showered in gifts."

"Oh? What are you getting me?" I teased as I knudged her.

"My unconditional love, best friend!"

"You're cheap, Emu." I joked with a grin. "I was thinking.. a diamond ring?"

"I'm not going to tell you my gift, and that ring is not my job~" M.M. paused to pick up a bread and placing it onto her tray. "Speaking of which.. What are you and lover boy doing?"

"EW," my tone was beyond incredulous. "You did not just call Hibari Kyoya 'lover boy'. That's just.. disturbing. Please don't do that again." Hibari. Lover boy. …...Ugh.

Her teasing smile remained, unshaken and empowered by the amusement the situation brought her. Perhaps even through a blizzard or a stroll through hell, it would persist upon her features. "So.. Does he have anything planned? Or perhaps.. it's a surprise?" Nothing, yay!

I highly doubted it anyway, unless Akane made him. "I don't know."

"So a surprise," M.M. concluded by herself.

"Mhmmm," I hummed as my fingers idly trailed the cases of bread.

"And of course at night.. You know. Birthday.." Oh- No. My eyes widened at the prediction of her next oncoming words, mischievous grin already proving enough.

"Don't-"

This threw her into a fit of childish, teenage rather, laughter. "Birthday se-" But the last of the word were muffled by my hand and cardigan sleeve. "Mmmphh-" This sent her into a small fury of prying my hand off in which she succeeded for it wasn't much of a fight anyway.

"Ew," she pawed at her tongue momentarily. "Your cardigan's lint."

I frowned, "then ew, your saliva on my cardigan."

"Well that's what you get for trying to reach for my stomach through my mouth."

I scoffed jokingly, a smile in conclusion. "You're exaggerating. Plus that's what you get for uttering embarrassing things."

"Embarrassing?" She arched a carefully done eyebrow. "Why are you such a blushing virgin?" Excuse her! …...What's wrong with that? I didn't reply, which was probably why she continued. "So you two haven't-"

"Can we not talk about this?" My eyes flitted around the room though no one bothered to listen, hopefully.

"Wow. And you know, girls drool over him. And guys practically throw themselves at your feet."

They.. do not. ...Literally. Well, maybe a bit of the drooling. "...And what is that supposed to mean?"

"Means two irresistible people should be.. irresisting! Of each other!" I was appalled by her logic. "Which means, it would only be natural if you guys already-" Instead, I shoved a red bean filled bun into her mouth.

One of the employees shot me a dark look. "I'll pay for it, she's just really hungry." I made sure to smile innocently.

M.M. pulled the bun out of her mouth after taking a bite. "Not bad." She put one of those onto her tray. "You know, next time maybe you can shove a couple of hundred dollar bills into my mouth instead. It'll shut me up." The girl shrugged casually.

My lips dipped into a distasteful frown. "That's dirty, Emu." Always thinking about money, isn't she? But think about all the germs. "Well, I supposed newly printed money wouldn't make you so sick."

The red haired female rolled her eyes before taking her tray to the counter and paying for her portion, I did the same at the other register.

"You're crazy."

"I'm not."

"Then, I think you need to redefine your term of 'crazy'," I retorted with a frown plastered on my face. How did I even let her drag me into this store? Then again, how does she get me to do anything, was the broader question.

She scoffed and her purple irises rotated only halfway, a rolling eyes feat yet to be mastered. "Just wear it. You'll make him happy. And me!" M.M. insisted as she shoved the lingerie at me once again. Only her!

I would only make her happy.. for some weird reason. "Absolutely not."

"Don't you know? It's outdated to be virtuous, Mary."

"Did you just- ...You know, there is nothing wrong with waiting until the wedding night." ...And way, way, way after that. Probably until, maybe if possible, there would be actual mutual love.

"There is. Don't tell me you don't want it."

"You're so..." I didn't even have the words to describe her. So instead my eyes flitted down to the really revealing.. and lacy black lingerie in her hands.

"I bet he's dying to.." She wiggled her eyebrows in a silly gesture. WHY IS SHE SO PERSISTENT? Where did I pick up such a best friend?

"He won't be the one dying," I grumbled under my breath. Oh my. I could imagine his reaction if that'd happen.. I don't even know what even. He'd scoff- grunt. Oh my, if he actually laughed I'm pretty sure he would… No. There was no way that would- Nope.

I dragged a hand down my face both in embarrassment at the thought and for dreading wearing something so uncomfortable looking. And if he would ever SEE, which he wouldn't but… ughhhhhhhh.

"You're blushing yet your face is a one of pure horror," M.M pointed out with a sigh. "Just wear it. Then you'll thank me."

I groaned before grabbing it from her hands. If it'll shut her up for now.

"I'm going over to your house before your date. Or whatever."

"What? No!"

"If I don't, you won't wear it." The red haired girl's eyebrow arched, waiting for a reply. Rather, waiting for an acceptance.

"...Fine." Well, doesn't mean he'll see it.

"And I'll be watching."

"You're such a creep!... I'm just going to go pay for this.." I mumbled solemnly as I trudged my way over to the counter.

Though Akane wasn't old, it still brought a smile to her face whenever she texted me. 'Dress semi-formal!' it read.

Now it made me wonder where we were going. Unfortunately, M.M was glancing over my shoulder.

"Hmmmm, well that gave me way better options." Her?

"Oh no."

"Oh yes," she nodded with a playful grin.

Third Person (Limited) ; Hibari Kyoya

[ Next Day ]

He glanced down at his silver watch, eyes flitting over the date of April 5th, minute hand already passed five. Their dinner reservations were in an hour, and there was still the drive.

Why was this herbivore taking so long-

"Sorry, my friend was still fixing me up. She's ...relentless."

...

She was still teetering over in unnecessary high heels, dressed in a short strapless silver dress that seemed to scrunch at the sides on purpose. It hugged her snap-able thin frame-

Ridiculous.

He caught his gaze staying a second too long, making it a mere two seconds.

"Just.. Get in the car, Nanase Sakura."

She blinked several unnecessary times before getting in quietly, no doubt wondering why he didn't offer to bite her to death. But there was no point. They were already late. And she… she was dumb regardless.

"Where to?"

He didn't answer.

"It's a surprise, Sakura-chan," his mother replied from behind.

"Hmmmm?" The girl hummed but didn't question any further as Kyoya started driving. She better. He enjoyed driving in peace. Well, he enjoyed everything in peace.

One arm was bent with a hand was lazily on the wheel, sliding as he turned. The other arm's elbow was leaned against the space in between the the front seats.

The rear view mirror showed his mother with her elbow against the window as her hand positioned near her forehead, looking out the window. The girl was doing the same but her hands laid folded in her lap.

His attention roamed to the little space in front of his gear shift before plucking up the object once the car broke in front of a red light.

"Here." His mind battled and weighed the thought of tossing it at her like a frisbee to see how she would react and if she would catch it. But his mother was in the car and that tipped the balance to her luck.

"A birthday present?" She reached out to accept the cased disc, flipping it around though there was nothing to see.

Kyoya didn't write anything or even printed a label. Why should he bother? Actually- He didn't think that through, now she was going to bother him about titles. "Piano songs," he stated simply, checking the front for the green light.

She gasped happily before visibly calming herself once he gave a short glance. "You...burned this for me?" The disbelief was clear in that idiot's voice.

Kyoya arched an eyebrow. Obviously. How else would it have been done? And who else would it be for if he was giving it to her. "Hn."

Plus, it was a cheaper alternative- until his mother made him go out and buy something anyways-

"As in.. You're giving it to me? Not just showing me and taking it away?"

...Now he felt like he wanted to. "Oy, what do you take me for?" But he didn't want her to answer the question, Hibari was sure he was going to bite her to death for any that she comes up with. Though there was none. Instead..

Why does she look so happy? It was just a CD. The girl was practically jumping for joy, staring at it with eyes that twinkled.

Did she like the music that much? Or was it because..

"Thank you so much!" She was also almost squealing as if the CD itself looked like the cutest thing in the world. "I'll listen to it everyday!"

..He didn't ask. Nor did he care. Though he supposed he would have killed her for wasting the few minutes he put into making it. And Hibari Kyoya wasn't dense, so he supposed that was what made this woman so ecstatic: the few minutes.

That, or she loved the music. Or the shiny way the CD reflected the sunlight.

But she had to be even more stupid than he thought if it was the latter. Kyoya didn't enjoy the idea of being married to a dunce- Vaguely, he caught the way his mind recognized the idea and situation casually. As if it was normal.

Now she was looking at him with those bothersome twinkling brown orbs instead of the CD. He much preferred it when she was staring down the disc.

"It's just a CD."

"Yeah but.."

"I bought it," he lied, hoping to shut her up and what he deemed to be her overspilling feelings of appreciation.

She blinked several times more than necessary before smiling. "Well then, thank you anyways." The woman didn't seem to have believed him.

It didn't seem like anything could ruin her mood. Perhaps even if the world cracked and crumbled her feet. Perhaps even if..

The more 'sadistic' side of his mind, though he believed himself to not be of such a trait that people claimed, was starting to want to challenge her indestructible happiness.

Kyoya couldn't decide if she'd be more annoying teased or happy, so he let her be.

First Person ; Nanase Sakura

I staggered out of the car carefully, the black heels thinner and taller than what I was used to.

The silver bodycon dress was bought last minute, one that M.M forced me to purchase because supposedly... 'it totally defines your hourglass figure' the devious woman said.

I had to admit that I liked the way I looked in it.. But it also made me feel overly self conscious. Not to mention I had to make sure the length was appropriate and not rising dangerously. And the lingerie- geez. I was pretty sure I was satisfying M.M more than what she thought would be for Hibari Kyoya.

I also allowed my unrelenting best friend the power to do my hair and makeup. My hair was loosely curled and my eyelids were delicately painted with brown hues of eyeshadow to accompany the usual black eyeliner and lightly pink gloss.

But the accessories was in my hands for they were my favorite part of an outfit even though I was fashion designer. There was a short gold necklace that was more like a collar, designs that swirled and the end that dipped almost like an upside down triangle. Gold leaf earrings, staggering in layers, draped down each side of my ears.

I waited as Hibari helped out Akane and I followed the both of them to wherever they were taking me.

"I'm sorry, I must be getting in the way of your date." Date?

"No! I really enjoy spending time with you and I'm glad you're here. Mother," I smiled gently as I hooked my arm around hers and placed a hand on the crook of her elbow.

Plus, if she weren't, my birthday was going to be the date of my death anniversary. Joy.

"You look especially stunning today," Akane whispered with a wink of her steel blue eye.

I stiffened up, hoping I wasn't blushing now that I was reminded of what I was wearing under- Damn Emu. "Thank you," I muttered. "You look beautiful as always," I complimented.

Akane was in a dark green maxi dress that flowed down her thin frame. Pearls were adorned on her ears and a matching bracelet hung on her wrist. She gave a pale smile before patting my arm. "Thank you."

Hibari on the other hand was wearing his usual suit though I guess today he opted for a gray dress shirt- which surprisingly almost matched mine. If people didn't know that'd be the last thing we did, they might have figured we had it planned.

A few minutes up the stony path and over the grassy green hill- I gasped.

"Namimori," I spoke breathlessly and I hoped my tone conveyed how stunned I was because I lost words.

It was…. beautiful.

The warming sight of our beautiful little humble town of Namimori was in the distance, the hill overlooking the vicinity. The shopping district, the small yet comfortable houses, and the parks. We could see the schools from here, mainly his favorites. The rooftop where he frequented, the school yard, the sports fields…

I had this uncomfortable feeling twisting inside of me and I realized I must have missed school more than I ever noticed. Or was it.. the memories?

Wordlessly he shuffled over to my side- kind of near, my side. I turned to find Akane leaning against a tree for shade and smiled over at her before my attention was back on the man beside me.

"Remember when we made a deal about when I could bother you about matters?" I laughed softly.

He only scoffed at the memory. "It wasn't a deal. It was a suggestion for you if you wanted to maintain your life."

I shrugged at his way of putting it. Right. That was how I survived high school without stepping on a landmine for interrupting Hibari Kyoya's naptime.

I had asked him to pick a time where I would only come to bother him at over school paperwork and what not. He said four. I said okay.

"Do you still come?"

"Hn?" I believed that was a questioning 'hn' though it took years to differentiate any form his speech.

"To school, do you still go?"

He watched her for a moment before stuffing in the other hand into his pocket as well. "Sometimes."

I giggled at this, imagining a full grown man like him towering over the students and extracting fear into their souls for littering. "Of course." I smiled at him thoughtfully. "By the way. You do know that you're 24, right?" Moods such as this never suited us.

"Do you take me for an idiot as yourself?" This, was better.

"Well. I thought you might not realized that you graduated a million years ago."

"Ho?" His smirk made him seem like he was ready to devour me.

"I don't know, you seemed rather confused for the last couple of high school years." It was too bad I had a habit of flirting with death- "O-Ow!"

My hands flew up to my forehead where he strongly flicked it with his fingers. That hurt, actually. My lips formed into a pout without my consent as I glared at him.

"It was a joke."

"Your jokes lack humor."

"You don't have humor!" We all knew I was telling the truth here. If Hibari Kyoya laughed heartily and sincerely, the world would have ended.

"Wao. I think it'd be rather funny to bite you to death, don't you think?" The male whipped out his tonfas dangerously while his smirk grew with the same malicious intent.

"No! I don't think!"

"We don't have the same humor."

"I don't want your sadistic humor!"

"I can't tell if you're suicidal."

"I'm not," I stated casually before turning back to the wonderful scenery before me. I pulled out my phone to take a picture of the sight but.. It never fully captured the beauty. And especially, never the moment.

"Do you go here often?" I asked though not looking over. I did, however, when he didn't reply and shuffled with something instead.

His eyes flitted away, ruffling the back of his hair before holding out the little black box. My eyes must have grown larger than my head staring at the small object. Speechless and gaping. Entirely unsure what to say, unsure how to even talk at this point.

"For you.." Hibari muttered stubbornly, glancing away as he spoke. His lips were formed into frown but one that looked a little like a childish pout.

Oh….

"C-can you do that again?" I wasn't sure what overcame me but...

"...Do what?"

"How you just said that.. It was.. Actually k-kind of cute!" The rest was my squealing though I don't think it was in my power to have controlled that. It reminded me of those anime guys.. you know, the.. tsunderes.

His lips parted in surprise and confusion, his eyes twitched in irritation after the exclaim. I don't blame him. Hibari Kyoya and cute shouldn't exist in the same sentence.

"Herbivore..." He shakily grumbled with annoyance before shoving the box at me. "Take it." The guy looked like he was ready to throw it at me if I didn't accept it.

I don't think I could take anything at the moment, only capable of staring dumbfoundedly at him and the velvet black box in front of me. It was just.. unbelievable. I also lacked varied diction during such moments. I lacked everything during such moments, mostly my mind.

"A-Aren't you going to.. do it properly?" I mumbled with cheeks that felt heated beyond control. I mean if we were going to go this far then..

"Kyoya," Akane's voice was gentle but hung like a soft threaten from behind.

His eye twitched again, looking like he was ready to kill me the moment Akane turned around- ..?! Or.. I guess if she wasn't holding that camera.. But it was worth it-

I..

If I could have died at any time, I think now would have been okay, having no choice for I was in need of the knowledge to breathe.

Now when the Hibari Kyoya knelt down in front of me with his fingers softly touching the palm of mine. Serious steel blue eyes that watched me and in every flutter of his eyelashes sent a flutter through my heart.

"Marry me."

Kyoya spoke with a firm, smooth voice. It was never a question, never had to be.

My heart was over killed. His lips were in a small frown but as he slid the ring over my left ring finger, my heart skipped an uncomfortable beat as his mouth curved into a devilishly handsome smirk instead.

I….

Oh geez, this was..really suffocating. I…

Honestly the ring on my finger felt nicely cool but it was a minor detail, no matter how much it sparkled or how big and pricey it looked. The rock mattered little to me. What mattered more.. was him. Or well, the gesture.. The words- the.. I wasn't sure. I just knew this was a moment I'd fight to remember for the rest of my life.

I willed myself to memorize this exact moment, paint it in my memories. The darkening hue of a sunset sky, the grayish clouds, even the smell of freshly cut lawn tainted with the mouthwatering smell of meat that brushed by from an area under.

A moment of the unrelenting man in front of me that was now down on one knee, the short layers of his black hair ruffled lightly by the wind, steel blue orbs watching me as if he..

His lips parted in confusion and I supposed that might have been the only reason I finally noticed a warm tear rolling down my cheeks. Was I..that ...happy?

I press the knuckles of my hand against my mouth as I suppressed what would've been too happy of a smile, one that would undoubtedly hurt my lips for stretching so widely.

The rest came off as small laughter that bubbled up, couldn't have been contained. If it wasn't noticeable, then I was struggling on why I was so happy to begin with?

This hadn't been the man I had been dating for years or even someone I had loved consecutively for so long. Not a person who had saved my life or had stole my heart away romantically, or even demanded it in the slightest.

Then why? Why was he standing in front of me, stealing my every breath and commanding such a fast paced rhythm of heartbeats without even trying? Was it the ring, the words, the way he knelt or the way his eyes watched me? Was it the moment, the concept?

Was I a hopeless romantic through and through? Would I have been the same with anyone? Or anyone with a personality that would have been astonishing to see kneel down in front of me like that?

But. That didn't change who it was. It was him.

And the moment I regained my speech and my breath, there was only way I know how to deal with Hibari Kyoya.

"Um… Actually I don't know," I mused in a sing song tone. "Let me think about it-"

"Die."

Oh his reaction was priceless. His eyes gleamed darkly, smirk present on his features as his hand slowly reached up in a way that looked like he was going to strangle my neck.

Laughter bubbled in me and I allowed it to escape freely this time, running away as I laughed uncontrollably and took off my heels. I paced over behind Akane for a moment in which she joined in on the laughter.

"Get over here, herbivore."

"No," I stuck my tongue out at him before quickly running off into the other direction, down the stony path towards the parking lot. "Be right back, Akane-san!" I yelped as he neared. He was so going to kill me-

Oh my, he ran awfully fast. Death was close, really close. I dodged around the cars a few times, still in a fit of laughter and tears from such a feeling. In fact, my stomach was starting to hurt.

He neared the left so I ran to the right- letting out a shrill noise as he lunged for me. Oh no-

I gasped as his grip caught my wrist and slammed onto the passenger door of… his own car, thank goodness. How embarrassing would it be to be caught in this position and setting off someone else's alarm- though that should not be my concern.

"Did that give you time to think, Nanase Sakura?"

"Yeah," I complied breathlessly. "I think you're the devil, reincarnated."

"Wao," his tone grew dangerously. The short black bangs of his face drew near his eyes as he straightened up, staring down at me with taunting steel blue orbs.

"But if you want my soul, you're going to have to make a contract," I whispered though volume and strength of voice was not of my choice.

"I think that's already been arranged," he muttered as the hand that gripped my wrist slid over my hand, index finger and thumb circling the ring on my finger.

"Oh," was the only dumb thing that escaped my mouth. I had run out- and I was caught.

"How shall I take your soul?" His finger tilted up my chin and I had no choice but to comply. "By biting you to death?"

His breath was now warm against my neck and I held mine, unsure what to do and unsure if my legs could even hold my weight right now. My heart was telling me this was unhealthy and my mind was reminding me that this was ridiculous- and this, was Hibari Kyoya.

"A-Akane-san! Sorry for making you wait!" I called out- though that was enough for him to glance over his shoulder. And enough time for me to have ducked under his arm and ran- though I don't think he bothered to catch me or he would've easily.

I was a wimp, I reminded myself as I jogged up the path. I.. was not prepared. For.. For whatever that was supposed to be.

"Sakura-chan, you're as red as a tomato."

"I.. I hadn't exercised in awhile," I lied as I panted in front of her. "He chased me for a mile."

Akane hummed but didn't say anything. "Now, let's follow up with the rest of his plans before he gets cranky when off schedule."

Plans? My eyes flitted to the restaurant I didn't notice, and no wonder there were cars parked around here even though no one was on the hill. He planned...all of this?

Dinner. Dinner had been.. nice. Pleasant though as always, lacking of conversation from Hibari. Though that was normal and if it were otherwise, something would have been strange. But no. Dinner was frequented by small conversations between me and Akane.

Dinner swept me breathless with its view near the water and enchanting peaceful music. Dinner was outside in the cool fresh air under a darkening sky, adorned by little twinkling stars that decided to greet them early.

Dinner was one of the fancier ones, going down courses and served with fine food, foreign and names that were hard to pronounce. Lit by the candles and strung lights, a centerpiece of roses in a vase decorating the middle of the fabric draped tables. It further backed up my conclusion that the Hibari's enjoyed fancy restaurants. And I had yet to disagree with their tastes.

Dinner..was also Akane encouraging me to drink wine. 'For a special occasion' she said, and so I did. Just a little.

"Excuse me," I muttered as I got up to go to the ladies' room inside the restaurant.

I had to carefully dodge waiters and waitresses, people in general. I managed to make it alive without crashing into anyone thankfully.

There were several people when I was walking there but on the way back, the numbers thinned and there wasn't many nearby-

..! I stilled for a moment, feeling my shoulders and back tense as I felt a cold look wash over me. A chill hauntingly ran down my spine. Someone was looking- no, darkly glaring at me.

I whirled around quickly but I saw no one- Or what was supposed to be no one. A few strands of dark hair barely made it behind the wall but I had caught it nonetheless.

Was I.. Maybe it was nothing..

It didn't change the fact that I was creeped out and now paranoid. But there were a lot of people around over the corner. So surely nothing would happen?
I quickened my pace and almost jumped-

Damnit. Then I realized it was just a vibration in my purse. I dug my hand in almost hastily to pick up the phone, frowning at the name once I found it.

"Hello?"

"Fio- Sakura."

"Father," I muttered while giving a quick glance over my shoulder. "What is it?"

"What is it? I remembered so.. Happy Birthday!" Father's tone was meant to be one of joy and congratulations though it sounded more tired than anything.

I was genuinely surprised. What time was it over there anyways? "..Thank you." He almost never remembered. If anything, he didn't even call me. Only sent a card and a present, late. But at least that was something..

"I wanted to tell you I'll visiting at the end of the month." So Hibari would be back by then. Good, good. I partly wondered if he was trying to get his work done so that he could make it..but I knew better than to put false hopes into father.

"Okay, sounds great. Glad you can make it."

"Mhm," he hummed for a moment. "One more thing, Sakura."

"What is it?" He was not one for conversations or dragging one out. Perhaps he wasn't as busy today, I found myself thinking bitterly.

"Your fiancee.. You ought to be careful."

What does he know? Why does everyone tell me that? He's pretty violent- but not to me. And.. "...Well, if that's all then I'm hanging up." I was surprisingly hit by a feeling I deemed to be offense.

"No, Sakura. You really ought to-"

"Bye, father. Thanks for calling." I pulled the phone away-

"The Italians seem to be quite restless! You-"

And I hung up.

..Italians? What does that got to do with anything? Did he want to ruin my mood on my birthday too?

I knew I was being childish and immature above bitter but.. He still had a way of making me annoyed even though not intentionally. I should be grateful that he seemed like he cared..about something and that he called, promised to come too. But..

I frowned and shook my head before placing my cellphone back into my purse.

Sure, Hibari could be.. an ass. But me implying that he was and someone else, seemed different and unwelcoming to me. I wasn't like his best friend, nor even knew him well technically, but if anyone was going to imply negatives about him, it was going to be me-

What was I even thinking in general? I sighed. The man murdered anyone for even leaving a strand of hair in the streets or hallways of Namimori. It was a given to almost everyone to hold some kind of negative feeling regarding him… Whatever.

Back to the table-

..Great. Just one thing after another.

My eyes focused on the pair in front of me, the woman standing in front of him. I wasn't jealous- well, wouldn't call it jealousy. She was just… Too close for my comfort- to my fiancee...I guess. Rather, who the hell?

The glare? Italians? The woman?
Wonder who, all of these people..
Any guesses on the next few chapters?

P.s. Hibarbe Cueya - jk.