Universe In Flames

Surprise!

Nights in Namimori were relatively peaceful. Most shops there tend to close at around dinner time and there was barely any nightlife around.

It was a town meant for people to settle down and live out their retirement years in peace, and that was why the Hibari family chose this town as their territory to guard and defend.

They had sufficient influence in this part of the world and even though their numbers were small, their martial prowess was well-known to anyone acquainted with their name.

This is also why it was not strange for the populace of Namimori to see one of their members wandering about the street, late at night.

Kyouya was not sulking.

He was seated on the roof of a shop house, eyes absently scanning the streets below while his hands itched to grab onto his tonfa.

Unfortunately, it has been confiscated by his mother when he had attempted to challenge her authority over dinner.

It smarted to realise that not only had he lost the reach of his adult body, he had also lost the ability to call upon his flames.

He could still feel it lightly pulsing, but it felt like there was something blocking him from accessing the flames. He never had this much trouble calling upon it, not even on his first attempt a lifetime ago.

It is as if there was something preventing him from accessing it.

Narrowing his eyes, he tried tugging on it only for it to fail.

Before he could attempt it a second time, a commotion below caught his eye. Getting on his feet, he climbed over the ledge and jumped off, landing lightly on the window ledge before leaping towards the entrance of the alleyway.

From where he stood, he could see the backs of a couple of students in Namimori Middle's school uniform.

"You freak!"

"Who gave you the rights to come into our class!"

Dull thuds and the sound of shoe soles scraping against the gravel road came from the group of students.

"Look! The freak is turning silver!"

"Kic-"

"Herbivores, crowding and bullying are against the rules." Kyouya drawled, silently stalking over to the group.

"I'll bite you all to death," he pounced on the student closest to him. In the absence of his tonfa - not that he needed them for these weaklings - he used both his fists and knees, targeting the fleshy sides and chin to inflict the maximum amount of pain.

It took less than a minute for the three guys to join their victim on the ground, wheezing as they tried to breathe through the blood filling their mouth.

"Who the..." The supposed leader of the trio gasped, "...fuck are you!"

Not sparing a glance for the losers on the ground, he walked over to the last guy who laid silently huddled on the ground. Kyouya stared at the shine of silver reflecting off his skin where the clothes didn't cover.

He used his shoe to nudge the teen. "Herbivore, get up."

Shooting up with surprising speed from someone who was just getting bullied, he stuttered. "Y-yes sir!"

If it wasn't for the dirt on his clothes, one wouldn't be able to tell that he was just ganged-up and repeatedly kicked on by his classmates.

"Are you a mutant?"

This time the teen didn't verbally reply. Instead, he only gave the slightest nod after hesitating.

"Good. Report to Namimori Elementary tomorrow morning. Kusakabe will find you."