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DELUSIONS

Note: Hatsu's full name is Akashi Hatsuyuki. It's a mouthful to say so people either call him Hatsu or Yuki. Many prefer Hatsu since Yuki is more female-like. And before anyone asks- no, he is not related to Akashi Seijuro; though I wish he was lol- Extra long chapter due to the fact I worked on this yesterday =w=

And I apologize if this is sorta confusing x_x

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Waking up to a headache was definitely not on the boy's list of things to do. Hatsu rose up from his bed, taking in his surroundings slowly, before-

RIIIIIING

He practically fell out of the soft covers, before realizing that it was only the silly alarm. Seeing that it could do no harm, he got out of the bed and readied himself for another day in hell.

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Before he had even realized it, his 'parents' were already at the door, as if waiting for him. They smiled, and pat his head. Hatsu blinked, I don't remember using my flames.. And true to his thoughts, it wasn't the boy himself who had cast the illusion. Instead, a certain Pineapple took his place. The pineapple-head played with a stray cat who had wandered around and managed to locate the heterochromia male. Ah, did I mention he practically stalks the poor Hatsu every day? Shaking his head as if dismissing his thoughts, Hatsu put on his shoes. 

"I'm off."

Hatsu went out the door, hearing two 'Itterashai's behind him. Soon afterward, the feeling of flames disappeared. He shrugged it off and continued his way to Namimori Middle. Hatsu pouted, seeing people walking on the streets.

He would've played with his flames a bit more, but no, there just had to be students strolling their way to their designated school. Later, though, he cursed himself for waking up later than usual. If he had followed his usual routine, Hatsu would have arrived at his homeroom first, despite many people thinking that he slacks off. Just when he thought he had successfully made it without being caught- the bell rang. Hatsu froze on the spot; he was so close. A few more steps and he'd make it into the campus. But oh, doesn't the goddess of fate just love him?

Hibari Kyoya had appeared in front of him in a flash.

"Herbivore. For coming to school late, I'll bite you to death." As if on cue, the older teen had taken out his tonfas from who-knows-where, holding it up just before his face. Probably from his butt, Hatsu added. Where else could it come from?

"Aww... Kyoya, I was only late by a few seconds-" Hatsu took a swift step to the back, avoiding the frontal attack the aforementioned male. "K-Kyoya... Calm down, 'kay? This is my first time.. y'know. Let me off~ Pleeease?"

Hibari narrowed his eyes to two things; one, the weird boy had called him by his given name; two, the fact that he could dodge his attack. He swore that the little animal could not even hurt a fly... Or, at least, that's what his instincts told him while watching him from afar. Yes, Hatsu has now officially gained another stalker on his tail. The older one then retracted his metal weapons, putting them back where it had previously been. As he did this, his jacket almost went flying, in Hatsu's words.

"Um... Kyoya, do you have super glue or something to your jacket? It seems that it doesn't want to come o..." Hatsu drifted off, looking at the glare Hibari had given him. The former took another step back, "Okay okay, I'm sorry.. I think? Oops, gotta run! Bye~"

Ignoring the looks some people around campus threw towards him, Hatsu rushed towards his classroom, almost slamming the door open whilst he did so. He crouched down slightly, taking in the air around him. All the heads in the occupied room whipped around to Hatsu, who had just come in late.

"Oh, please come sit down, Akashi-kun. The class just started." His math teacher motioned him to go to his desk. Around the room, several students whispered to each other, in either jealousy or admiration.

"Nezu-sensei let him off! Do you figure he bribed the guy or something? Class started a few minutes ago-"

"Most likely... I mean, Nezu-sensei's the worst! He'd never allow a late student!"

"But... Isn't it kinda cool? It's like that 'The best is saved for the last'!"

Hatsu rolled his eyes at the comments, walking down a lane to his seat. The desk he occupied was dead in the center of the class, not allowing him to stare at people randomly or glance out the window every few moments due to boredom without the teacher noticing. A rather interesting spot to imprison me in for the rest of this year, he had thought.

He took a small hop, over the stretched out foot designated for him that he had spotted earlier. And so he plopped down onto his chair, sticking his tongue out in secret to the one who did that. Not so surprisingly, it was the bully who always took every chance he had in order to shame or humiliate the poor, defenseless Hatsu. Or so he thought. Inside the boy's head, Hatsu always thought of ways to possibly kill- no, torture the ones who mistreated him on a daily basis. Perhaps that's the reason why he 'spaced out' so much, as mentioned previously by some female classmates of his.

But in fact, he was simply crossing out the other things he felt. Unnecessary emotions, hurtful comments that stained his everyday life, and the memories that corrupted his very being. And so came the creation of the 'void.' He could do whatever he wanted in there, without anybody else invading his space. It was Hatsu's safe spot- casting up illusions to persuade himself that he was fine; making up his own lies to mask the ugly, unbearable truth...

Then it became the usual thing to do.

He'd escape into that tiny little domain of his, leaving behind the reality whenever he was broken, or just plain bored out of his mind. Soon enough, his delusions started. Because no matter how much you try, you can't escape the tight grasp of reality. It always finds a way to drag you back, to remind you of the terrible things you've done.

But no matter, even when a time comes where the god himself tells Hatsu to give up and accept the truth; he'll just laugh it off. Laugh it all off, with the filthy bloodstains and scars permanently marking his skin.

Yet, even though he thought he was safe from outsiders, a certain pineapple-head had wormed his way into the broken mind of Hatsu.

"Who.. are you? You're not supposed to be here."

"Kufufufu.. You'll know later on."

Hatsu snapped out of his trance, hearing his name called repeatedly by a certain brunette.

"H-Hatsu-san, are you alright?" Hatsu looked at the speaker, Sawada Tsunayoshi, his mind supplied.

He stretched his arms in the air, not caring about the others, "Yeah.. Just a little tired, that's all. Thanks for caring, though."

Tsuna flinched, Isn't Nezu-sensei going to scold him? But to his surprise, Nezu only looked at the two once before returning to his lesson. The tuna-fish sweatdropped at this but replied.

"You're w-welcome.."