〔Dawning Memories〕[Hibari Kyoya] (KHR)

Chapter 6

Author's Note: Text messages are in italics. Sometimes the words will be shorthanded since they're texts...but I despise text lingo to an extent.

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"So, as I said, the booth randomly exploded," you explained to the Principal and Vice Principal. Hibari was also in the background, hidden in the obscure corner of the room.

"It cannot just explode," the Principal scoffed at your statement.

You squirmed in your chair, worried that they would call in your friends. You didn't want them to get in trouble and being a good friend, you had to save their asses. "It did."

"Now, we have to pay for a new booth and get--"

The phone rang which interrupted his guilt trip of a speech. He angrily answered the phone, but his expression changed moments afterwards as he intently listened to the person on the other line. "Is that so? I'll be over there soon."

"What happened?" the Vice Principal hesitantly asked.

The Principal struggled with what to say, scratching the stubble on his chin as he though about it. "It seems that there was something wrong with the booth and the replacement has already been paid for," he answered as he stood from his chair, "I'll leave you to Hibari's care."

The both of them scurried away, leaving the punishment to the prefect. They didn't entirely believe the story that it supposedly just exploded, so they left that to Hibari Kyoya--- which was entirely ridiculous. He was a student, so why was he dishing out the punishment?

"Can I leave?" you quietly asked, not wanting to bother him. He just intensely stared at you with full concentration, probably thinking about some evil way to punish you. You didn't want to make eye contact, afraid that a blush might dust your cheeks.

"It was the baby," he thought out loud, not saying anything more.

"Baby?" you tilted your head to the side in confusion, "you have a baby?"

"Herbivore," he had a warning tone, "leave."

"Never pictured you to be a dad already," you muttered, not caring if he heard. You started to feel a stab in your heart though, something you've never felt before. Jealousy?

"I will never be a father," he stated before you left; however, you were so focused on what was in front of you that you didn't listen to him.

Closing the door, you smiled brightly at the sudden surprise, "Tsuna! Whatcha doing here?"

The boy was leaning on the wall, patiently waiting for you with a guilty face on, "[Name], I'm sorry we left you."

"Haha, I was just being stupid and forgot how to run!" you exclaimed, patting his back, "don't worry about it. Next time, I'll make sure to follow your lead."

"M-m-my lead?" he stuttered, his arms flailing around with disbelief.

"Yeah, you're the leader of the group," you shrugged as if it was obvious.

"I never said that," he laughed nervously.

"Or the boss of the group," you pondered on it, "I don't know why but you have this leader-y aura around us."

He continued to nervously laugh, not wanting to clue you in on the most dangerous fact of the group. He didn't want to include you into his mess of a life, since there was already enough people included.

'As long as she doesn't meet Reborn' was what he thought. He knew that Reborn did have a habit of pulling whoever he deemed suitable into the mix. "Everyone's waiting for you.."

"You guys waited?" Your surprised tone caught Tsuna off guard. 

"Yeah, we won't ever leave a friend behind," he answered, blinking owlishly, confused by your question.

Giggling, you attacked Tsuna with a hug, frightening him immensely. "THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU! I'M THE LUCKIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD TO HAVE THESE FRIENDS!!!"

"Gah! You're choking me!" he struggled.

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"How...was the dance?" Your grandpa paused his reading to look at your disheveled appearance. Your dress was shredded at the bottom and there were several burnt patches. Your hair was in disarray and all over the place while your make up was smeared here and there.

"Fun," you smiled, "chaotic but fun."

"... Should I worry?" he sighed as his eyes went back to the T.V. screen while his hands still held onto the book.

"Nope! I just discovered how loyal my friends are," you sat down across from him, "so I wanted to thank you grandpa."

"Hm?"

"You were so scared that I wouldn't be able to have a bright future when we moved... But if you didn't take that chance, I wouldn't have met those people."

His mouth slightly opened, not knowing what to say. "G-go to bed! It's already late!"

You chucked as you gave him a quick hug, "Alright, alright. Please wake me up early. My friends are I are going to the stores tomorrow!"

You jumped to your feet and ran down the hallway and into your room, already shoving your dress down your torso. As you changed furiously into your pajamas, you heard the soft ringtone of your phone. You dove into the plush comfort of your bed and snatched your phone from your table stand. You touched the screen to open your text messages and began reading your most recent one. You scrunched your eyebrows at the unknown number.

"Saturday Detention."

"What the hell?!" you shouted at the phone. "What do they mean Saturday detention? And who texted me?"

"Go to bed!" your grandpa ordered as he turned off the light in the hallway.

Staring at the phone, you debated on whether or not you should reply back. It could have been someone playing a joke on you, or maybe it was meant for somebody else. With a long sigh, you decided to reply in a joking manner.

"Make me ;)"

"Yeah, that should shut them up," you smirked, throwing your phone into the corner of your room as you turned off your lamp to sleep. You didn't realize that your phone received a reply as you drifted into sleep.

"Don't test me herbivore."