Katekyou Hitman Reborn! - Vivid Light {Hibari Kyouya X OC} INCOMPLETE

When have I become so weak?

The entire school body of Namimori middle school were completely terrified of their disciplinary committee leader; for good reason, he was rather violent with his ideals and didn't hold back on beating people up for the slightest little thing.

So it's needless to say that they didn't bother getting close to him - as he liked - and didn't know a thing about the boy. His favourite food, his birthday, his favourite colour, favourite place, the person he likes - his type, and many other things.

They all thought about it though. What would Hibari Kyouya's type be? The violent type? Dominant and strong. Or the weak type? Submissive and quiet. Usually the image that came along was a beautiful looking girl, someone that suited standing next to him.

There were your fair share of envious boys, however the reality of the situation caught up to them. Hibari was way too violent and hated crowding too much to ever get a girlfriend. He's never been sighted with a beautiful girl either, only covered in blood and beating up thugs.

This did settle the hearts of the boys as they didn't want to see someone as warped as Hibari achieving real human emotion. As much as they should wish he did carry compassion.

However they were wrong. True, Hibari did not have a girlfriend - ugly or beautiful - but he did carry affection for a little animal in the second year.

When he first saw her, it was the picture of her back. She was sat by the window in the library studying and completely unaware to his presence. Humming a tune to herself as she took down notes, Hibari's heart unknowingly leapt at the sound.

He had free time, and so leant against the closest bookshelf - still watching the curve of her shoulders. Hibari had actually yet to see her face, and even just the sight of her from behind had his heart in a loop. Her silk black hair slipped over her shoulders as she looked down, focused on the reference book. It grazed her neck, teasing him with the sight of pure white skin.

It was strange, he had never felt such interest for another person before. It wasn't as if he hated it, he wasn't stupefied before the feeling either. Obviously it was more than just curiosity. His heart didn't lurch when he thought about Sawada Tsunayoshi, it did when he thought about the baby though - but in a different way. Excitement. He was well aware of his burning desire to fight, and the sensation that rolled over his body when he thought about a powerful opponent.

This, however was much different. Mere attraction, a humanly charm. It wasn't like anything he'd experienced before.

The problem was how to act upon this feeling. He knew well of his reputation and so getting her attention was going to be rather difficult. He can just hope she isn't as skittish as the others, hopefully less terrified too. She did seem like the model student.

He didn't know how long he was just stood there; at the very least he recalled the sun still being up when he came in. Rather, this girl should have gone home by now. The sports clubs were leaving already - Hibari could hear the clatter and loud chatter from his position. Apparently someone wasn't doing their job disciplining them.

It seems the girl noticed too.

She sat up straight with a startled exclamation - seeming to have only just realised how late it had gotten. The girl gathered her books with haste and stood up quickly, making sure not to make too much noise as she did so. With this, Hibari was granted the sight of her lower half. She was a girl, as he thought.

Thin legs, anxious body language, and a skirt within regulations... A true schoolgirl.

Till finally he was graced with the sight of her side profile. She peered out the window - still completely unknowing of him watching her. The remnants of the sun glowed against her pale skin as the first signs of twilight reflected in her deep blue eyes. Alas, they were hidden slightly by the thin framed round glasses she wore.