KHR: Broken lives

Chapter 4: Skylark

Hibari huffed a breath, he's running, running away. Though, not his style, he had to.

He gripped his bleeding shoulder, his brow furrowed. If only he didn't let his guard down!

He gritted his teeth, he heard gunshots behind him.

He can't die yet. No. No. No. He still haven't found him. The one who understood him. He still haven't expressed his gratitude!

Hibari saw a civilian's house near by, deeming it safe for the moment, he jumped towards the roof, and barge in the window of the second floor.

He sucked a breath as he heard the voices of the mafiosis, shouting his name, slowly disappearing in the distance.

"Who are you, mister?" He turned around to see a child, clutching the hem of his shirt. He looked like he just finished his bath.

Hibari remained silent. "Why are you bleeding?" The boy asked again, walking towards his closet, slowly.

"Hn. I'll be going." Hibari flew to the window, giving the child a slight smile.

"I'm the demon who will hunt you if you ever utter my presence in your room." Hibari then jumped away.

The child stood dumbfounded, he sniffed a cry and silently went to sleep. He definitely doesn't want a demon under his bed! No, not ever!

Hibari ran in the dark streets of Namimori, he closed his eyes.

"I will definitely get my revenge." He muttered and opened his eyes, showing hardened resolve, clenching his tonfa in hand, he disappeared in the darkness.

...

Giotto laughs awkwardly, it was silent, too silent for his liking, in the dining room.

Of course, with him being a family man, since he never had a family as a child, forced his guardian to eat with him. If ever not present, well it will be personally dealt by him.

"Hayato..." Giotto called out, said child looked at him, "Umm... how old are you?" He smiled.

"8." Hayato mumbled, munching on the steak he was eating.

Giotto nodded, he turned to Takeshi, "How about you, Takeshi?" He asked in Japanese.

Takeshi beamed, he held out his hands, "I'm 8 yrs old! Ahaha!"

Giotto's gaze turned towards Ryohei, "10." Came Ryohei's short reply.

Lambo took the honor and said, "I recently just turned 5!"

G and Asari was silently chatting, though, more like Asari forcing a conversation.

Daemon and Alaude had a heated glare with each other, hands twitching towards their weapons.

Lampo yawned lazily, leaving out the beans and pepper in his plate.

"Lampo, eat the pepper and beans." Knuckle scolded the younger guardian.

"No. I hate it. Why would I eat something I hate?" Lampo questioned. He crossed his arms in disobedience, flicking his head towards in another direction.

Knuckle raised a brow in. He raised his fist, cracking it.

Lampo shuddered and quickly stuffed the food in his mouth.