Just to be clear this will be a crossover later. It's just that she's fully embraced her new life as Hikari so it may be a chapter or two before it becomes obvious who she was in a past life.

Hikari Sawada was not looking forward to her father's arrival. She had a creeping premonition that the visit would only bring about pain and a rather long-standing headache. It didn't help that her most vivid memory of the man after she regained the memories of her past life, involved him tossing her in the air despite the clear shrieks of genuine fear coming from his child.

She had not liked it at all, and the idiot insisted on continuing it until she had enough and had the sense to grab a nearby branch rather than fall back into his arms. It had taken her mother collecting her from the tree before she came down.

Why her mother put up with such a complete idiot was a mystery to her.

Hikari decided to ignore the whole thing and went back to reading. Her mother hummed happily as she began preparing dinner, since her beloved husband would be home soon.

The second Hikari saw the old man, major alarm bells rang in her head.

It wasn't anything concrete that set her off really. The man had a 'nice, friendly' aura around him that made others relax around him. Almost like a kindly grandfather figure. It wasn't even the fact Iemitsu had made zero mention of the fact he was bringing a guest along.

No, most of her suspicion towards him had everything to do with her memories of her previous life...and the damage done by another 'grandfather figure' who others trusted.

Add in the fact that her instincts were screaming at her to avoid him at all costs, and to never let her guard down until she was damn sure he was nowhere near her, and she made a point of holing herself in her room for the majority of the visit. After all, her mother didn't really care what her daughter read so long as it wasn't explicit or 'adult' oriented. Classics like Lord of the Rings were considered just as acceptable in Nana's mind as the books most of her classmates were reading, which were usually along the lines of 'child-friendly' such as "See Spot Run" or some such nonsense.

Honestly, those books bored her to tears.

The old man, "Grandpa" as her idiotic father insisted she call him, radiated an odd aura that almost felt like magic. It seemed to make her want to trust him, let down her guard and listen to him.

She wasn't fooled for a minute, and played the 'shy recluse' for all it was worth. It didn't hurt that she had been playing up the whole 'monster in the bed/closet/guest room' routine for Nana for the past couple of months so her mother wouldn't think it was overly suspicious that her daughter opted to lock her door at night.

It was a child's lock, something Nana could easily undo from the outside with a bit of bent wire, but it provided a sense of 'security' for her daughter which was all Nana cared about.

The fact it made it much more difficult for an adult who didn't know the lock was there and within easy access to a five-year-old with a chair meant she was relatively safe from any late night intrusions from the old man.

Which was why, during the last night of their visit, she was immediately awake and alert the second her previously lockeddoor suddenly swung open. She knew for a fact her mother was asleep...Nana rarely woke up in the middle of the night and she would have absolutely no reason to be anywhere near her room at four in the morning.

The second she felt that familiar 'safe' aura from the old man, she summoned up her resolve on what she was about to do.

If that bastard came within biting distance, he was going to learn exactly what a bad idea it was to come in like this. Even if he wasn't a pedophile, there was absolutely no excuse for him to be in her room this late at night. At least, no innocent ones.

The old man's pained filled screams as she lunged forward and latched on to his hand filled the house. Her teeth dug into his hand, to the point she could taste the blood but she didn't care. As long as he was more focused on trying to get her off, he wouldn't be focused on whatever his original objective was. And he would have one hell of a time explaining his presence in her room this late at night or why he had been within biting distance in the first place.

It didn't take much for her mother and the idiot to show up. Nana was shocked, then her eyes firmed in rare resolve when she registered rather quickly what was happening before her.

Hikari timed her release, ran to her mother and spat out the blood in her mouth very quickly. Iemitsu, rather than comfort her went straight to the old man.

There was a look in his eye Hikari didn't like one bit. Almost like he was offended she had the common sense to defend herself from an intruder in her room! Like he cared more about the damage she had done to the old man more than the potential trauma the man had tried to inflict on her.

Nana was quite rightly furious.

"Get out."

Iemitsu looked to argue, but one look at his quite irate wife's eyes and he shut his mouth.

"I'm taking him to the hospital," said Iemitsu.

"He is not allowed back in this house," snarled Nana.

"But honey..."

"Don't honey me! What was he doing in our daughter's bedroom? Hikari wouldn't have bitten him so deeply without a good cause!" said Nana furious. "He is not to step foot near her again!"

Iemitsu looked rather unhappy, but took the old man with him to the hospital. Hikari hoped her bite scarred the bastard.

Nana threw out the man's things into the yard, and the next morning immediately took her daughter to the pediatrician to make sure nothing had actually happened.

Aside from loosing one of her baby teeth, she was perfectly healthy though somewhat traumatized. Nana left her daughter with a trusted friend, which meant Hikari missed out on the rather massive argument between her mother and the idiot.

It would lead to a rather sizable rift between her mother and the man she had previously been in love with. One that would eventually lead to a divorce the day Nana found out the extent of how much she had been lied to from the start.

The first meeting of Hikari and Hibari Kyouya was somewhat anticlimactic.

Namely due to the fact the two clicked instantly and he never once threatened to try and "bite her to death" for crowding.

It happened like this...

Hikari, unlike most girls her age, made a beeline straight for the sounds of fighting. From the sound of things, someone was getting a major ass kicking.

She was rather surprised to see a boy roughly her age beating the living shit out of teenagers at least a decade older than he was and winning.

When the boy took notice of her...roughly a few minutes after finishing his self-imposed task... he leveled his tonfa at her.

"Crowd me and I will bite you to death."

Hikari rolled her eyes.

"Really? Do you have any idea how unsanitary that sort of comment is, or how many bacteria live in the average human mouth?" she shot back.

"...What?"

"I mean have you watched too many zombie movies, because the real thing doesn't work like that unless you have a prior medical condition or some sort of exterior influence, and even then I'm pretty sure the adults would have either locked you up for the safety of others to prevent the spread of any contagions or put you down," she continued.

"What?" said the boy, utterly confused. It took a few moments for it to dawn on him that she wasn't condemning him for his show of obvious violence, but rather making a rather well reasoned observation about the particular phrase he had chosen when dealing with herbivores. "I am teaching these pathetic herbivores their place. They falsely believed they deserved a higher position in the natural order."

Enlightenment came across her face.

"Oh, so you were referring to the sort of behavior that wolves or other predatory animals display when challenged by another party. That makes far more sense," she said cheerfully. "Though really, even wolves need a pack, if only to insure the sheep don't get a cheap shot in that can take you down."

The boy preened at the compliment. She wasn't calling him weak, merely making an observation that fell in line with his natural love of the animal kingdom. The fact she didn't dispute the fact he called them herbivores made it even better.

Hikari eyed them a bit.

"Actually I stand corrected. Idiots like this aren't sheep, but they do act like goats. Goats are just as placid, but when riled up at least have a set of horns and sharp hooves to defend them and are more inclined to fight back, however pathetic the attempt may be."

Hibari eyed his victims, then the girl. She wasn't like the other herbivores he had to deal with.

"Hibari Kyouya," he said, introducing himself at last.

"Sawada Hikari, at least until mama finally has enough and divorces the utter idiot she married," she replied back.

Hibari decided to spend a lot more time with the odd omnivore after that. He was rather pleased that her initial display was her standard behavior and not a fluke.

Yamamato Takeshi was rather confused and bewildered as the oddest girl in his class began to drag him to the roof. An area which by this point was known to be off-limits not because it was dangerous...but because of the demon who lived up there.

"Omnivore, what are you doing?" demanded Hibari.

"I think I found the perfect third member for our coven," said Hikari cheerfully.

"Coven?" said Takeshi, tilting his head.

"Weren't you complaining the other day about how boring you found the yakuza idiots we ran into?"

Hibari sat up, a look of interest.

"What makes you think he'd be interested in helping us?"

"Because he has something to lose and every reason to humor us if he gets something out of it too," said Hikari.

Takeshi was thoroughly confused at this point.

"Um...what am I supposedly signing up for?"

Hikari turned to him, and there was a strange expression in her eyes.

"Someone in your immediate family is sick. I'm fairly certain it's your mother, and the doctors have already made it clear the prognosis is terminal. Your father has likely kept it from you, but you're more observant than you let on and you know something is wrong," said Hikari.

Takeshi stiffened, and was more than alarmed that the oddball Sawada knew about his mother's condition.

She had late stage cancer, and at this point it was a matter of time before she died. He had been trying to keep a brave face, but it was getting harder and harder because none of his 'friends' understood something was going on with his family and didn't care to find out.

"Unlike the rest of the sheep in our class, you'll find I am far more observant. What I'm offering you is a simple deal... you help us with our summoning and in exchange we'll do what we can to heal your mother."

"How do I know I can trust you?"

"You don't," said Hikari simply. "Trust is not something to be earned lightly, which is why you'll have to rely on blind faith. After all, what do you have to lose? At worst your mother died faster and in a lot less pain than before, rather than drag it out. And if we succeed you'll get her back, healthy as before."

If there was one rule Hikari knew very well, it was that when times were hard humanity would often reach out to any available rope. Give a man enough of it and he'd hang himself without any input from others.

Unlike the rest of the idiots she was forced to call classmates, Hikari actually observed people. She could sense there was a lot of hidden potential in Takeshi, which was why she had reached out to him.

Takeshi was clearly conflicted.

"Tell you what. I'll let you think on it for three days. If you're interested and want to give our offer a try, let me know within that time. If you're not, then say nothing and we'll pretend it never happened," said Hikari.

When he got home that night, he could tell immediately something was very wrong.

"Dad...is mom...?"

"She's still hanging on, but the doctors say it isn't good. She has less than week, if that," said Tsuyoshi.

He was so distraught over the idea of losing his wife that he missed the look in his son's eyes. There was nothing they could do at this point...at least, nothing he was aware of.

The next morning Takeshi made a beeline for Hikari and said "I'm in."

"Are the robes really necessary?" asked Hibari. He didn't like how constricting they were. Though they could be taken off quickly, he still didn't like it much.

"It's traditional. Besides, most of the forces we're going to be dealing with prefer that we at least attempt to keep to the old customs and formalities. You'll have your fun soon and we'll fulfill our agreement with Takeshi in the process. Just be patient."

Takeshi was quiet, as they were all following Hikari's lead in this anyway. He still didn't get what they were doing, but she was confident and seemed to have some idea of what she was doing at least.

"Remember, follow my lead," said Hikari.

She held her staff in front of her, and the boys followed suit. Each of them created one side of a rather unusual triangle.

"Preferably this is done with more members...seven being the best. But three is a perfectly acceptable one since it's often used for smaller rituals."

"What exactly are we doing anyway?" asked Takeshi.

The full moon crested over the trees.

"We're summoning a spirit. Depending on which one, Kyo-chan will be having a bit of fun and it should cure your mother. If not, well then we'll likely have enough time to try again. This sort of thing is best done between the three days of the full moon anyway."

Hikari began to chant, and the boys repeated her words exactly. She had worked with them on enunciation, since that could cause a negative result. It was a simple cantrip, one they could follow easily.

At first, nothing appeared to really happen.

Then a strange mist formed from the middle of their triangle.

Hikari had coached them well. Neither boy moved from their spot and kept chanting with her, though a hint of excitement and interest was heard in their voice.

What appeared was a small fox.

"Children? How unusual!" it said.

"Are you a spirit who belongs to Inari deity, or a general kitsune?" asked Hikari politely. None of them lowered their staffs.

"This close to a shrine?" scoffed the kitsune. "I'm a lower messenger of Inari who heard your summons. What exactly is it that you wish for?"

"My friend's mother over here is sick. We would like to politely request that Inari or any other relevant deity that would hear our petition heal her, as her time is very limited at this point. We would be willing to offer a minor sacrifice in spilled blood or other offerings within limits in exchange," said Hikari formally.

"None of the deities that my lord speaks will would honor human sacrifice," said the kitsune immediately.

"Actually I was referring to the fact that my other friend here would become a bit more...exuberant...in regards to beating up his opponents as an offering," she clarified. "He would be more than happy to offer up prayers or defeat any champion you wished to send if it means testing his limits properly, provided that the outcome desired isn't fatal."

"Ah, so your friend here would be willing to act as the gods paladin in exchange for a decent fight and the health of your other friend's mother. That is far more reasonable and likely to come to an arrangement," said the kitsune in realization.

"Do we have an accord? Please note that my friend's mother is quite sick and not likely to last a week if that," said Hikari.

"I will alert my lord and see what he has to say about the matter. I will be right back," the kitsune assured them.

It disappeared with a pop.

"What was that about?" asked Takeshi bewildered. His arms hurt a bit.

"Basically Kyo-chan would have to silently offer up his usual victims and break a few more bones than normal in exchange for your mother's life. It means the gods will send people his way that are stronger or more interesting than normal to test him, which means he gets a better fight and you get your mother back."

Kyouya perked up at that.

"Is that what that was?" he asked eagerly. Hikari nodded. "Wao, that sounds like fun."

Three hours passed, and the kitsune returned just shy of dawn's light.

"My lord is in agreement. It helps that he and his allies are rather bored and this sounds like it would be rather entertaining for all involved. One of his allies counterparts is becoming quite a hassle in his arrogance, so if you can defeat him without killing him and bring his ego back under control, then they will heal your mother," said the kitsune.

Takeshi perked up at that.

"How will we know who he is?" asked Hikari.

"We will alert you when he is in the vicinity. He should arrive in no less than two days if he knows what's good for him."

The arrogant blowhard arrived later that evening looking quite pompous indeed. Kyouya was rather gleeful in breaking half his bones and leaving him a bloodied mess, while silently offering up the pain he inflicted to the gods.

He was a more tricky opponent to deal with than the local idiots, which made him a very happy Kyouya for days.

Takeshi became a permanent member when his mother made a miraculous recovery almost overnight as promised. It didn't hurt that Hikari was the most interesting girl he had met, though he saw her more as potential sister than anything.