FALL: First And Last Love

Summary: It wasn't as though he loved that herbivore, no nothing like that. So why? Why did his chest feel as though it was in pain, whenever he saw her with him? 1886 with hints of 2786 and 27fem51

Disclaimer: FAN!fiction, see that word in front of fiction? So there, I don't own KHR!!

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Chapter 1: FIRST LOVE FOR ALL US

"The heart is the place where we live our passions. It is frail and easily broken, but wonderfully resilient. There is no point in trying to deceive the heart. It depends upon our honesty for its survival."

—Leo Buscaglia

First love? He scoffs at such a thought, yes such a foolish thought to have enter his mind. Why was he even thinking of such a topic? Oh, yes, it was that herbivore. Oh, how he despises that girl, speaking of such things that do not exist in this cruel and dangerous reality we humans live in.

She would always declare love as the most powerful thing known to man, perhaps she got that rubbish idea stuck in that hollow head of hers from that Gokudera Hayato's elder sister, what was her name again? Oh what does it matter, Hibari would still call them in his view as herbivores even if he knew their names…But why? Why did he feel different with that woman around? Her bright brown hues glowing with both innocence and ignorance but yet an all-knowing glint in those endless eyes, it had lured Hibari in at first glance.

Her bright smile that could bring the sun to shame, it had created a heat of warmth decorate his face. That locks of chocolate brown always done in a ponytail, oh, how he wished he could rake his fingers through that delicate silk-like hair. Snorting at such thoughts, Hibari glared down at the girl that had caused him to be like this.

From the bird's-eye-view on the rooftop of Namimori middle school, he could see that herbivore known as Sawada Tsunayoshi grunt in embarrassment when that girl locked her arms around his neck and leaned against his back, laughing sweetly while that Gokudera Hayato was sputtering nonsense of being a stupid woman at the female brunette and Yamamoto Takeshi simply laughing good-naturedly earning a stern glare from the grey-haired boy.

Hibari could feel his blood boil at the sight, how much he wanted to go down there and tear her away from the soon-to-be Vongola Decimo. It wasn't as though he loved that herbivore, no nothing like that. So why? Why did his chest feel as though it was in pain, whenever he saw her with him?

"Stupid herbivore…" He growled out, his fingers clenching around the wires of the metal fence. He will not believe in such thing as first love, because first love was never returned that much he knew. And Hibari Kyouya will continue to deny such feelings for that girl, that Haru Miura…

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Annie: I got this story for no apparent reason, been reading some 1886 stories a lot and this thought just popped up, well to be more precised Chibi-Chan Neko Ninja smacked me with a newspaper and told (ordered) me to put this story up. If any of you reviewers know of her, she is always a real late updater on chapters! That's why I'm taking the liberty of allowing to adopt to have one of her stories, she kind of got bored with it. Still not done with that chapter yet since I'm making it as long as i can, oh well I'm babbling too much, review please!

FALL, heh, i didn't realize that's what FIRST AND LAST LOVE spelled out until my lovely (brute) friend pointed it out to me. Now this just gave me an idea from just the saying, FALL, well anyway please review this is just a prologue after all!