Tenth generation Twist Chapter 8: Target 8: God's Are Cursing Me!, a katekyo hitman reborn! fanfic

Stara-chi: "Hello minna~ Sorry for the long wait, hope you find this chapter exciting! Also as you know I'm behind with replying to comments, so I'll try to answer some during the next chapter but mainly the ones with questions that haven't been answered."

Tsuna: "HIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE! WHY?"

Stara-chi: "Oh shush little Tuna fish! Let them read! Happy Halloween everyone~!"

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Target Eight: God's are cursing me!

A standoff. A battle of dominance that what this was.

"No." inwardly growled a black haired teenager in his head. This was an interrupted battle, weak herbivores interrupting his long awaited chance to attack and draw out the glimpses of a carnivore he has be privileged to see before in the student known throughout his beloved Nami Mori middle school as Dame-Tsuna.

"The herbivore-omnivore is not DAME!" his mind proceeded to scream in relation to his thoughts, then proceeded to curse, "Stupid, weak, rule breaking herbivores interrupting and breaking rules!" For weeks now he's prowled and stalked the school during mornings in vain attempts to catch the herbivore-omnivore arrive late. For weeks all he has met is disappointment and anger. For weeks has the herbivore-omnivore avoided him! It irritated him to no end. Now finally when his much awaited prey/opponent has intercepted his path he has idiotic herbivores interrupting his precious battle.

Not one person of Nami Mori middle wouldn't cringe in fright at the sight of their school's disciplinary committee head prefect Hibari Kyoya absolutely frigging pissed. He was vicious, and he was proud, he didn't tolerate anyone breaking the rules and he didn't bestow mercy upon anyone.

Tightening his already taunt grip on his tonfa's the disciplinary committee head prefect clicked his tongue in absolute annoyance. He wore his school's uniform without fault, the school's jacket sat perfectly on his shoulders letting the faint wind blow it behind him. He didn't wear the sleeves of his jacket allow his red strip on his shirt's sleeve that signalled his position to show. Glancing left and right, then directly to his favourite prey the herbivore-omnivore.

His mood lightened slightly before darkening again at the sight of the herbivore-omnivores expression. It showed that the herbivore-omnivore was just annoyed at the situation as he was, but it reminded him of the odd behaviour that the herbivore-omnivore lately had adapted too and how lately he was no longer getting the fights he so loved that transpired between them. It was his duty as Nami Mori Middle school's disciplinary committee head prefect to dish out punishment to those that disobeyed the school's rules. However, it was his personal goal to draw out more of the carnivore he had seen in the herbivore faker.

That's right, he knew that the way the herbivore-omnivore acted wasn't the real Tsunayomi Sawada. He could still remember the thrilling excitement, the great surprize and the absolute delight he felt the day he discovered that the Dame act was fake. It was the day he finally met an opponent worthy of his attention, someone who could stand up to him and retaliate. In other words someone who could give him an entertaining and interesting fight.

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*Flashback*

It was a summer day. The breeze was light and warm, and the sunlight's rays wasn't too overbearing being covered by shade producing clouds. However for one Hibari Kyoya, Nami Mori Middle School's disciplinary committee head prefect the day had begun and continued to be awful.

Like most days he arrived to his beloved school's grounds early in the morning before any other students aside from very few members of the disciplinary committee should arrive, as it was against the rules, and everyone was to abide by the rules. Even the teachers were not yet due to arrive for the day's work.

Unlike most days however he had been woken up by a loud banging sound followed by a crash. A window had been broken by two fighting birds. Grumbling and growling he got up to see the mess of broken glass that littered his room. Sensing his dark mood the two birds responsible completely forgot about their fight and flew quickly away to escape any punishment that the rudely awoken dangerous teenager could force them to endure. Even birds, and cute little animals, despite his small affection for them could not go around breaking the rules. But he was still half asleep, there was a mess of broken glass laying on his bedrooms floor and they flew away. He would keep a watch out for the two trouble makers, the lovely garden in his backyard drew the attention and visits of many birds, so it was likely the two would come back to the Hibari Garden. He would catch them then, he never forgot a troublemaker, but he wouldn't waste time and energy chasing birds at god knows what hour of the morning when the mess of glass had to be cleaned up and his precious Nami Mori Middle school awaited his arrival and protection.

So even before he arrived to his beloved school's grounds his day started out poorly. As soon as he stepped foot on the schools grounds an unnerving feeling settled upon him, the chain and lock keeping intruders outside of school grounds during the night had been broken. He felt his anger rise as his eyes narrowed, analysing his surroundings he looked closely at every nick and cranny his eyes could see; his purpose, to catch the intruders and teach them a lesson.

Prowling the school grounds he finally found the intruders, each one he recognised as graduated student. They were laughing and hadn't noticed his arrival. Littered on the floor around them were spray paint cans and each held one can in a hand and was spraying. They were tarnishing school property! Purposely he made his footsteps loud, reflecting his massive anger, killer intent leaked. The three hooligans froze, each began sweating profoundly and forced their heads to turn so they could glance behind them. Seeing him, they instantly cried out and tried to hightail it. In the process though they forgot the spray cans that littered the ground and tumbled and tripped over them and each other in a desperate bid to escape with their lives intact.

He hated cowards that didn't accept their punishment. He hated destruction of school property. He absolutely hated rule breakers.

With their rapid flailing and tumbling, some stupid herbivore's limb happened to manage to kick a spray can. Do you know where the spray can was kicked? Well in was directly heading Hibari's direction. Tonfas already out and ready to teach these fools a lesson it was easy for the disciplinary committee head prefect to hit the oncoming can from hitting him. What he couldn't have predicted though that the can was still full and by hitting it the flimsy can got crushed and paint exploded everywhere. Including the disciplinary committee head prefect's body. Here he stood, veins pulsing and popping covered from head to toe with splats of bright florescent hot pink paint.

Once again the three hooligans froze, eyes widened in absolute fear, shock and disbelief. One even peed his pants. They all gulped hearing the predator's signature catchphrase, "I'll bite you to death!"

Let's just say that the paint covered disciplinary committee head prefect, aka the unhappy and pissed of camper taught the misbehaving children a large and painful lesson. Oh, and he kind of also got revenge during it too, can't forget that.

Later in the disciplinary committee's room after he had took a shower, managed to get all the godforsaken damn pink of him and out of his hair then changed, thankfully with no one seeing him in such a state he was able to sit down. Thankfully the disciplinary committee's room had a private bathroom. It was a good thing that he had a spare uniform stored in the disciplinary committee's room, but it was sad to say that his old uniform was gone for, being stained with such an abundant amount of florescent hot pink, a painful sight for his eyes. Also causing him annoyance was the fact that he had no spare jacket, and didn't have on him a key that would grant him access to the uniform shop. Grumbling he ran a hand through his still slightly damp hair, before pinching the bridge of his nose. Letting out a sigh he glanced at the clock. The disciplinary committee's second in charge prefect Tetsuya Kusakabe, followed by other prefects would arrive in ten minutes at most. When they did he would order them to clean the mess that was the destruction of school property up, dispose of his old uniform, before the school day started and to go sort out the trouble makers he had tied up and left close to the scene of their crime. In the meanwhile he would start filling out the paperwork that though really annoyed him, had to be done as it was his duty. Grinding his teeth in annoyance he started filling out the paperwork, resolving to take a nap latter.

Morning classes that day had not gone well. The teacher in charge had set a group working task, wisely leaving him out of having to actually complete the stupid task, before running out of the room to make a call. Groups worked together pretty well in the room, staying on task as his eyes observed for anyone causing trouble. The thing was though, that it was a collage task, with painting and crafting involved. The big thing was that he was located near a group of girls that occasionally giggled and glanced in his position – the emotion in their eyes creeped him out, but he never let it show – and since he was close enough to hear them quietly giggling he was also close enough to hear snippets of their conversation. A conversation that had him continuously twitching from the abundant mentioning of that horrid colour that starts with a p. When the teacher returned to the classroom he hightailed it out of there, his position allowing him the ability to do so without question or explanation.

Completing a bit more paper work in the empty disciplinary committee room, he finally finished enough to deserve a rest. Taking a comfortable position on the couch in the room he closed his eyes, only for sleep not to welcome him. Irately he lied there for a few minutes, occasionally shifting his position in hopes of sleep arriving then. Sleep did not welcome him into the peaceful trance of darkness he wished to descend into. Rubbing the side of his face in annoyance he stood up and took to prowling the school, either to find a stupid rule breaking herbivore to take his anger out on or to find another comfortable place where he could actually obtain slumber.

Not too long after venturing out of the disciplinary committee's room he spotted a brown haired herbivore on the rooftop. Quietly and quickly rushing up to the rooftop, so that his newly found prey couldn't escape his punishment he opened the door to the rooftop being as silent as possible. When the door opened his eyes widened in surprize before narrowing in irritation. The herbivore was sleeping peacefully when he himself could not get slumber to welcome him! "He must be punished immediately!" was the thought that crossed his mind, a) the herbivore was not in class, b) he was in a prohibited area, and c) THE HERBIVORE WAS SLEEPING!

Readying his tonfa he crept closer to his prey. His prey upon closer expectation he realized was the schools famously known throughout the student as Dame-Tsuna, sleeping on his right side and using his bag as a substitute pillow. With his eye twitching Hibari remembered the rumours about the apparent gender identity issues the boy in front of him faced. From his position he could see how they began. Even asleep it was clearly obvious that the brunette's hair was long, the herbivore had it tied in a low pony tail. More out of curiosity than his intention to hunt, Hibari took a step forward. The sleeping herbivore's hair was what someone would call fluffy, the shorter strand ends of hair at the top half of the head somehow defied gravity slightly, poking upwards. The rest of the herbivore's brunette's hair that was tied in a low pony tail, flowed what someone could only really call gracefully, while also maintaining the fluffy appearance. It had various degrees of slight and small upwards spiked ends, and was slightly wavy. Glancing to the face of the herbivore, for some reason Hibari felt especially irked that the herbivore's face wasn't fully visible. Continuing his observation he noticed what visible skin there was of the herbivore looked smooth and clear. Much like the skin many females had to use numerous amounts of product to achieve, but the herbivore's in front of him, skin looked naturally so. It confused Hibari greatly. Further confusing and annoying Hibari was that the Herbivore's uniform was baggy, and that the arms the sleeping herbivore owned was smaller than a males. Much more like a females.

Whether or not the sleeping brunette in front of him was just a petite male, or not was none of Hibari's concern though. Well not unless the herbivore was really female, because then she would be breaking the rules by wearing the wrong uniform.

It wasn't the appearance of the herbivore that really entranced the black haired boy's attention, it was the aura the sleeping herbivore excluded. It was different to that of the other herbivores. Different in a way that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

Deciding that he had wasn't enough time observing the Herbivore that was still daring to sleep in his presence in a prohibited area of the school none the less, he raised his arm and darted forward intent to dish out the punishment he had first came up here to deliver. Most herbivores would be too slow to avoid his attack, so what happened next he clearly didn't expect.

Just as his attack was about to hit its target the target suddenly pushed itself out of the way, hastily rolling to the left while grabbing the bag it was resting on. Hibari froze, his eyes widening. Quickly regaining composer he glanced to where the previously sleeping, but now awake herbivore was crouching. The disciplinary committee head prefect's grey eyes met bright hazel eyes. For a second he could swear he saw the eyes glow but threw the thought aside as a figment of his imagination, instead watching as the alert emotion, which sent a sliver of excitement through his body, in the hazel eyes almost instantly being replaced by another emotion.

Together with the emotion in his prey's eyes, the body language of the herbivore became tense and changed from that of one Hibari could almost respect to one all herbivore's wore, panic and fear. Underlying that though, still in the herbivore's eyes he could see a small almost completely hidden sliver that he recognised as observation. Hibari's eyes narrowed, even though the herbivore before him was acting like any other herbivore something felt off, something was different, something was wrong.

Stuttering in front of him, the brunette spoke voice weak, but still seeming off to Hibari, "H-h-Hibari-san! I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean too- I mean I-" Hibari had, had enough of the confusion that plagued his mind, and lunged forward. Eyes focused on his prey.

Once again his prey managed to dodge, but since Hibari was focused on what he could see of the Herbivore's eyes, he managed to catch the widening look the herbivore had once he realised what he had done. The herbivore glanced up from looking at his feet to meet Hibari's eyes, and the tonfa wielding male once again went for the attack. This time though, even though he could see the odd herbivore's body tense, knew that the herbivore could dodge, he saw that the herbivore chose not to. Clenching his teeth, Hibari moved so his attack would only knock the herbivore backwards. The attack hit and the herbivore indeed was knocked backwards, falling on his bottom, a grunt escaping in the process. Hibari watched as the Herbivore rubbed the area impact was made, cursing at how the herbivores bangs shadowed and hid the hazel eyes he wanted to continue to observe for clues. Hibari could see how the herbivores fists clenched, how the herbivore was grinding his teeth. An idea popped up into his head, the herbivore was obviously annoyed and angry at being hit, so why not continuing attacking him until he retaliates? See if there is anything more to the herbivore?

Hibari did exactly that.

The one sided battle grew from the carnivore attacking, and herbivore allowing the hits to impact only in such a way that the damage was dramatically reduced. Something that the carnivore noticed with growing excitement. Then transformed into the herbivore fully dodging the carnivore's attacks, with fast precision. The herbivore attempted to run to the door a few times but the carnivore blocked the path and knocked away the herbivores bag. In the rush of attacks and dodges, the herbivore pushed a part of his bangs to the side behind his ear, for vision. This only caused the carnivores blood to boil with even more thrill, now able to see the defiant and strong emotion laying in the hazel pools.

The wayward and one sided battle continued. Hibari's patience however got the better of him. He hated waiting, and the herbivore was only dodging his attacks along with a couple of times grabbing the redirecting the Tonfas path. Not retaliating the way Hibari wanted at all. Gritting his teeth in annoyance, he growled, "Herbivore fight me!"

The odd herbivores eyes widened, understanding that Hibari knew that he wasn't performing to full performance. Bitting his lip for a minute or two while continuously avoiding the carnivore's attacks, the herbivore finally responded, "Promise then."

Hibari blinked and stared, the herbivore's lips quirked upwards and continued moving, "Promise that you won't tell, indirectly or directly?"

"Why?" Hibari ground out. What was the purpose of hiding power if you had it? The herbivores lips quirked again, then he smiled.

"Because expectations is a hassle. I don't feel like bothering with hassles." Hibari stared, the brunette sighed, "It's like you dislike crowding herbivores Hibari-san. I dislike unwanted expectations."

Pursing his lips together in thought, his mind reeled through the cons and pros. The herbivore would fight back if he didn't tell. That would mean no one else was to see or know about the herbivore's fighting power, which meant if he found the Herbivore challenging he couldn't just go up and attack without first observing the situation.

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Cons:

-He couldn't fight the herbivore whenever or wherever he wanted.

-He couldn't tell anyone, directly or indirectly.

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Pros:

-He could fight someone different, more challenging than the weak and common herbivores.

-The herbivore would show him more of his fighting potential.

-He could have a regular sparring partner that gave him challenge.

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The pursing of his lips morphed into a smirk, and he readied his body for another attack. Seeing this the odd herbivore grinned. Hibari charged.

The herbivore turned out to be more of a challenge than he thought at first. The odd herbivore could despite not having a weapon dodged and retaliated attacks of his own. Hibari dodged some but found the herbivore would hit him more often than he would land a hit himself. Furthermore, the herbivore would knock him off balance, manoeuvre close then steal either one or both of his Tonfas and proceed to dance around him. The herbivore could utilise his Tonfas to some degree but it was obvious to Hibari that unlike he, the odd herbivore had no training with his preferred weapon.

Without realising the school had ended over an hour ago, the two continuing to fight not hearing the schools bell.

"I think that's enough now sempai." The herbivore said after knocking him to the ground once again. Turning his opponent crouched down with the intent to grab his bag. Peeved at the odd herbivores guts and not wanting the thrilling fight to end just yet Hibari launched himself forward, raising his Tonfa and swinging them downwards. Instead of moving, instantly the odd herbivore skilfully manoeuvred his bag to block the attack without having to look backwards. His Tonfa's met the bag, and the odd herbivore somehow managed to send him flying backwards and knock his Tonfa's out of his hands all in a quick second with just a bag, one that despite showing slight damage from the blow looked fine.

His opponent laughed aloud, Hibari grumbled, a slight hue of pink dusting his face. It was embarrassing, he was supposed to be the top predator of Nami Mori Middle School, so how had this odd herbivore managed beat him? How had this strong opponent managed to keep under his radar? How long had he been missing such exciting and thrilling battles?

It was in that instant that realization dawned on him. Standing before him was not an herbivore. An herbivore could never manage to entertain him by being his opponent rather than punch bag. No herbivore could never make him feel so thrilled and excited, could never make his blood boil, and could never make him exert a sweat. An herbivore could certainly never push him back. Standing before him, this person known throughout his beloved school's student population known as Dame-Tsuna, was not Dame, and was certainly no sheep that followed the crowd. The brunette's act allowed him to perfectly blend into the crowd, but the person before him didn't belong to the crowd like the herbivores. So what was he then? He had the strength of a carnivore, but allowed his strength to go unnoticed and allowed himself to blend in with the weak population. He was not an herbivore but he was also not a carnivore. Hibari frowned, "What do I classify you as then?"

By now the odd being before him had turned to face him and was just watching him with a curious gaze.

"Something the matter sempai?" the brunettes voice drawled out, Hibari could swear he caught an amused undertone.

"I don't get you." He growled out, never had he liked not understanding something, especially when it concerned predators and prey, "What are you? Herbivore or Carnivore?"

The brunette brought up a finger to his chin, his opposite hand holding his bag. A tongue darted out to wet lips quickly and the brunette closed his eyes, "Mmm… Well…" The brunettes eyes flashed open and a smile adored his face, "Why can't I be both? An omnivore. Does that settle your question Hibari-san? I have heard others say how you must like to call them crowding herbivores."

Hibari blinked and slowly nodded. An omnivore was this brunette? No more like an herbivore-omnivore because he choose not to let others know his power. Like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Standing around in silence doing nothing and waiting must have gotten annoying for the herbivore-omnivore, as it was the sound of footsteps and the herbivore-omnivores voice that broke him from his thoughts, "Well see you Hibari-san. You might want to work on your balance a little bit more though."

"I didn't say you could leave." Hibari raised his voice, the herbivore-omnivore stopped and twisted his head.

The one eye of hazel that Hibari could see bored into his, gracing the herbivore-omnivores face was something akin to an amused small but not quite a smirk, well really it depended on how expressive the herbivore-omnivore was, a thing that Hibari did not yet know. He wasn't going to let the one person he found in the town that could challenge him on equal standing and thrill him never fight him again. If the herbivore-omnivore thought that, then he was making a huge miscalculation. Hibari let the smirk of a predator grace his face as he stood. His body was numb, and bruised but his blood was still boiling with a dangerous pleasure. The herbivore-omnivore silently watching him rise spoke, "You don't control me Hibari-san."

Hibari's smirk grew, a backbone! Defiance! Power! That's what he wanted this brunette to show him, he wanted the brunette to show him exactly how powerful he really was, and he wanted to be the one to draw out that side of the brunette. "Fight me again!" he ordered.

The herbivore-omnivores eyebrow rose, and his lips pressed tightly together, "I only agreed to give you one fight. Nothing was said about more than one."

"Wao." Hibari was feeling even more thrilled now, and picked up his Tonfa, examining them for any damage or stains, he persisted, "Fight me again, more."

A vein popped on the brunette's head, Hibari's eyes gleamed at the obvious anger and the words that the brunette then ground out, "No. Sorry but I frankly don't want to. Hopefully I won't see you around."

Instead of chasing after the herbivore-omnivore, Hibari let the brunette go. For now at least. He would most certainly find him later, demand and extract fights despite what the brunette wanted. Hibari wasn't going to let a worthy opponent go. Leaning against the nearest wall and not the shitty rooftop fencing that was in the process of getting replaced but not quite at the top of the to do list as the area was well, prohibited, his grey eyes searched the school yard and he waited. Waited until he saw the being known as Dame-Tsuna exit the school building and walk out of the school's grounds.

Hibari didn't bestow mercy on anyone. But Tsunayomi Sawada had just managed to garner his respect and beat him in a fight.

Seeing the last glimpse of the interesting brunette that had just walked out of his sight, Hibari turned. His destination was the Disciplinary Committee's room. His goal, was to research whatever information the Disciplinary Committee had access to on the interesting brunette. He would find out everything he could about the herbivore-omnivore and grow strong enough to beat him. He would draw out the carnivore in the brunette. Smirking at his thoughts, "Just you wait herbivore-omnivore.", he stalked to his destination with no hesitation. If anyone saw his rumpled uniform, and bruises that decorated his body, instantly knowing that he was fighting then he would just teach them there place.

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*Flashback end*

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After the events of that day, whenever he could Hibari would intercept the brunette. He took immense joy in the fact that the herbivore-omnivore often broke the rules to go home early. He could understand how acting such a stupid way and having to deal with the annoyance that was an herbivorous crowd. But that didn't mean he was going to let the brunette get off without punishment. Oh, no, he took immense joy in prowling in the mornings close to the bell, the brunette was often late, which delighted Hibari greatly. He could punish the brunette for breaking the rules, and try to get her to show him more of her carnivorous side. To top it off normally by that stage the student body was already in class, and liked he had requested (aka. Ordered) the classrooms were not to open the curtains during the first lesson, guaranteeing him the chance to fight the omnivore in accord to his conditions.

So when so suddenly the brunette stopped being late, and magically stopped running into him completely, avoiding the times and normal spots he would frequent and where the black haired teen would find him. Apparently the brunette was now even staying in classes the whole day! Hibari didn't like that his opponent's attention was taken. He didn't like that he missed out on his fights, he didn't like it at all.

He tolerated it and continued trying to catch the herbivore-omnivore breaking the rules without others around but his dedicated actions was met with no luck. All the training he did to face the brunette was going to waste, and his anger was continuously increasing to the point where he was actually called out upon it by his second in command. Hibari gritted his teeth, he did not like whatever was the cause of his lack of good fights. He had thought he would get a good chance to fight this morning, with great thrill and excitement bounding in his chest did he rush to attack when it was reported the brunette was spotted. So to instead go through this, instead of a decent fight? We'll let's just say he was not happy. Glancing around his anger rose.

To one side of him stood the opponent worthy of his attention. Like always was the brunette's hair tied into a low pony tail – something that despite not quite being disallowed Hibari liked to use as an excuse to attack – with shorter strands sticking out, and their ends curling upwards. Bangs had been pulled to the side at some stage, so the brunette's hazel eyes were on clear display, and they were clearing showing annoyance. To the other side was the new transfer student Gokudera Hayato, carrying something that appeared to be dynamite sticks, something that was definitely not allowed on school grounds under his watch. Behind Gokudera, he could spot the school's sports star Yamamoto Takeshi running towards them, a concerned expression painted on his face seeing the situation. Behind him, was the unconscious but relatively unharmed body of the school's boxing Captain Sasagawa Ryohei.

Inwardly Hibari growled, not hissing outwards to allow the herbivores interrupting his chance of a good fight to see the full extent of how much rage he was feeling. It just had to be these annoyances. Reports from his underlings who were tasked to observe the behavioural change of the omnivore of late – they weren't specifically tasked just told to report what they saw when they did see the brunette, not go out of their way to stalk the brunette, because the odd omnivore was his prey – had informed him that these two trouble makers now hung around the brunette known as Sawada Tsunayomi. At first he was in disbelief of the information, then once he caught the three of them walking home out of the corner of his eye one afternoon did his anger soar. The two weak herbivores must be influencing his prey! They were stealing and redirecting his prey's attention. They were limiting his own interaction with the brunette. They were destroying all his efforts of researching the brunette's favoured locations on school grounds, all his training, all his prowling in the mornings that amounted to unsatisfactory one sided fights. He would not forgive them!

Charging forward to the trouble making, omnivore stealing delinquent he moved in to swipe but jumped back to avoid a miniature explosion created by a dynamite stick. Hibari could feel his eyebrows twitching, his anger rising by the second extinguishing whatever excitement could arise from another opponent because quite frankly a mock battle involving exploding toys could not amount to any spar the omnivore could give him. It was almost insulting to think that the silver haired herbivore could stand up to him, the towns" renowned carnivore on his beloved school grounds. Charging forward again before the offensive herbivore could light another match stick he lunged. Narrowly did the silver haired herbivore manage to dodge his assault, by stepping to the side and falling backwards onto his behind rather loudly but Hibari didn't care about that. Giving no time to the herbivore to recover he swiped again. This time the pathetic herbivore was knocked a good distance backwards. Proud, but annoyed that the herbivore wasn't yet knocked out so he could move on and fight his real opponent he once again charged. This time though his tonfa was met with a baseball bat, which although held for a second for Hibari to glimpse at the school's sports star struggling to hold it and avoiding to put pressure on his left hand. He smirked as the baseball bat went flying and the baseball star fell back onto the ground like the other herbivore, "Oh? You're injured."

The panic in the baseball playing herbivore's eyes amused him. It was only fair, that he get some amusement out of this affair due to them stealing his omnivore's attention away for all this time. Personally Hibari didn't care how it went, but he did have a sadistic side, many people had either said it and he overheard or some of the braver ones such as his favourite prey had said it to his face. "Time for these pathetic herbivore's to go to sleep and let the carnivore's play." His blood curling grin caused the baseball herbivore and the delinquent herbivore to hurriedly move into a defensive stances on the ground. Hibari could see it in the body language of the two that they knew he was dangerous and that they were in a bad predicament.

Swinging his tonfa's down his smirk grew as he thought about the rightful vengeance he would achieve, "This is for breaking my law and stealing the Omnivore's attention!" So deep in thought he didn't notice his true prey move in from behind. The brunette's right foot had caught his right side unprotected, and with tremendous force behind the attack he felt the wind as his body was sent flying. He felt the impact as his back crashed into a school building wall, only effectively being able to minimize the impact before his body and the wall clashed.

The pain was good, the pain was real and the force behind that kick was amazing, "More! Show me more of that carnivore in you Tsunayomi!" his mind cried out in delight as his gaze met the pissed off gaze of the brunette. Unable to quell it he felt his own shoulders shaking in delight and a brief fit of laughter escaped his lips. "Fantastic but I want more!"

"Omnivore…" His voice echoed as he stood, first on shaking feet before he steadied himself. He observed the shocked gaze of the two pathetic herbivore's whose eyes were rushing to and fro from the Omnivore and him, the baseball herbivores especially were wide in amazement. "See?! This is why you shouldn't hid in the crowd Omnivore!" His mind yelled, as his eyes trailed the length of the brunette's body. Watching as the leg that caught him off guard joined the other again on the ground. Watching as the brunette continued to stare and pinched the bridge of his nose. He loved the anger in the brunette's gaze, the power it held, a grin crossed his lips, "Finally. I was getting bored of the herbivores. Fight me!"

The brunette bit his lip in annoyance, and glanced to the side at the pathetic herbivores and Hibari could feel his anger once again spike as his mind screamed, "Who cares about the pathetic herbivores! Focus on me! Fight me, fight ME!" He was a Hibari and he wouldn't let his anger get the best of him, especially when he had agreed to the Omnivore's conditions. He growled verbally, if only he knocked out the two before they would no longer be an issue in the current situation.

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Tsuna's POV:

She could feel Hibari's anger radiating off of him, and she knew the two trouble makers besides her was the cause. "Maybe I should have let him knock them out…" She had jumped into the fray almost on instinct, not caring that Reborn was watching, only trying to ensure that the angered sempai didn't tear her two friends apart. "He was going to break Taka-kun's arm!" her mind fretted and tried to console her. Closing her eyes and sighing to calm herself she tried to think. She couldn't let Hibari break Akashi's arm, it would break her friend's heart if he had to wait to play his treasured game again, after waiting so long. Even though Reborn would see more of her true ability she didn't care if it was to protect her friends. But she cursed her luck that now four pairs of eyes were trained on her, one seizing her up itching to fight, two in amazement and wonder and the last critically analysing her.

Sighing again she opened her eyes and glanced to a close but far off bush, "I don't care anymore, I'm just pissed off!" Calling out loud, "Reborn… I would appreciate it if you stop spying on me. It's rather annoying." She smirked and her voice adjusted to a gentler tone after she saw the bush unnaturally move, "Come on out you lunatic baby. Maybe you will distract Hibari from me."

Her senses were true, and not a second later did Reborn, her freaking devil of a home tutor emerged from the bush. The baby was biting his lip, surely his mind was shocked and annoyed but instead of letting panic control her mind the fake male let amusement rein. While the baby was glaring at Hibari, and Hibari analysing the baby back no doubt surprized that he missed the baby's presence Tsuna signalled to her two friends to get up and be quiet, her perfect timing and the distraction of blood thirsty, battle hungry Hibari allowed her signal to go undetected by Reborn.

"Now!" her mind announced as she nodded. Simultaneously Gokudera and Yamamoto jumped to their feet, Yamamoto tossing her his bat once he grabbed it and then joining Gokudera in running towards the still unconscious Ryohei. Just like she expected Hibari noticed the action and decisively launched at her, while Reborn being the bastard who interrupted her life was stayed still to observe instead of getting involved. Just in time for the on collision clash did she gather a firm grip on the bat and got into a position she was comfortable. The baseball bat and Tonfa's clashed. However unlike how before the Tonfa's came out the victor, the baseball bat within her hand stood firm. Smirking with glee shinning in his eyes the disciplinary committee's head prefect kept one Tonfa against the bat while his other lashed out. Bringing up her school bag which yes admittedly she did alter so in the bag was a thin but sturdy metal plating for defence she blocked the incoming blow, "Ha! Take that!" her mind chanted.

Gritting her teeth in her misery did she fight the urge to sigh, of course by blocking her attack Hibari would take that as permission to fight, this was definitely all Reborn's fault. Instead of letting her annoyance blind her mind though she continued to utilize both her bag and Yamamoto's baseball bat to block the continuous unrelenting blows Hibari deemed fit to grant upon her. "I'm not showing the Reborn what I'm really capable of! No sir-re!" Tsuna thought as she felt the calculating gaze of the hitman roaming the fight. Simply put she was only doing what needed to be done to block Hibari's blows, not fighting back. Which A) pissed Hibari off and only made him fight harder, and B) made Reborn seemingly restless. "Damn you Reborn! Why couldn't you be more stupid?" her mind cried in aggravation. She could tell that the baby while surprized had already summarised that she was not taking the fight seriously, "HIIIEEEEEE! He's going to attempt to interrogate me repeatedly after this!" her mind cried wallowing in misery while on the outside multiple veins on her forehead pulsed and she somehow by the miracle of God managed to retain her killing intent.

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Normal POV:

By now Gokudera and Yamamoto had made it to Ryohei and were staring at the fight in amazement. Gokudera was staring with stars in his eyes, shouting something along the lines of "how cool his Juudaime was" in other words fanboying. While Yamamoto was staring in awe and shock, he knew Tsuna was something else and a great friend but to hold his own up to Hibari who was possibly the most vicious and powerful individual in the whole town of Nami Mori? Well that was just incredible. Under his breath he whispered amazed "A-Amazing Tsuna…"

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Reborn's POV:

Reborn on the other hand just like his student had predicted was critically analysing the battle. On the outside that was all he was doing but on the inside he was honestly shocked. Cursing in his head he bad mouthed Tsuna's Father, "Lemitsu! You stupid pathetic drunk! How incompetent were your reports?! This is not a regular kid." At the same time though did another thought cross his mind, "How good are you Tsuna? And how are you even this good?" Reborn the world's first class hitman hated nothing more than not having the information he was supposed to have. By this stage, he was sure that all the reports on his student would have to be personally re-written by him. It was pathetic how little true information was on the files.

The battle continued and a smirk took over his blank face, eyes faintly blazing with mirth to those who could manage to decipher their depths. Although he hadn't know this before, it was quite interesting. Curiosity rose within his small body, announcing that he knew where his tutor was before was basically announcing he was hiding something. His student had no escape now, he would manage to find out every detail of how and why his supposed to be dame student was not in fact dame. "Just you wait Tsuna… I won't let you escape." He promised.

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Tsuna's POV:

She continued to block and not return Hibari's blows. Tsuna could plainly see how irritated the black haired teen was getting. He was amused for sure, but even that was beginning to diminish. In his eyes she could easily see him urging her to attack, to fight back; to defy him. She rolled her eyes, she wasn't going to give him or Reborn that satisfaction, "Both you sadists can go unsatisfied! See how you like it!"

Blocking another blow, a high pitched squeal could be heard. Instantly shivers went down her back and she froze. Glancing out of the corner of her eye while gazing worriedly from the direction the voice sounded from did she thank whatever God there was up above that Hibari had not taken too much offense and instead was curious of what could upset her so much. Although he might try to use it later against her, Hibari had thankfully stoped his assault.

Sweat drops formed all over her body, her heart started to beat radically.

"HIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Please, please, please, please, please don't tell me- HIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE! No!" her mind and intuition were both combining together to scream at her to get the fuck away now! Tsuna however just managing to force her body to move froze again once the second high pitched squeal was heard and a large dust cloud became visible.

Sweat drops were now pouring down her body and she cursed at the amusement her sadistic tutor must be feeling at the sight.

Finally appearing in the side of her vision was the person she did not want to see. The girl's dark brown hair tied up in a high pony tail behind her dancing in the wind combined with the overly happy expression present on her face just scared Tsuna. Sure she could see that the girl had good looks, but Tsuna even though she was pretending to be a male did not swing that way. She had no bad feelings towards people who liked the same gender, she even encouraged it if the emotions were true but she did not swing that way herself.

The girl stepped closer swooning at the sight of her, Tsuna could feel her teeth starting to chatter, she dreaded the half squealing tone the girl's voice was laced with, "Tsuna-kun! Haru was so sad when you had to run off, so she… KYAA!" Tsuna gulped, the girl continued her swooning, "Haru's so embarrassed but she backtracked and went to Tsuna-kun's house and Tsuna-kun's Mother is so lovely!"

"Oh, dear fucking lord no!" Tsuna's mind cried as she groaned, frozen trance partially broken at the mere idea of her lovely but cheeky Mother meeting Haru. "Mama probably thinks this is funny!" she honestly felt a little betrayed.

Not taking notice of the object of her affect's reclusive despair Haru continued to swoon, "And Tsuna-kun's Mother said that Tsuna-kun forgot his lunch so Haru offered to bring it." The girl swayed love hearts surrounding her and her face deeply stained red, Tsuna wanted to cry. "I don't mind being late at all if it's for Tsuna-kun, but Haru wants a hug as a reward!"

Crack. Tsuna could feel her soul ebbing to leave her body as she turned deathly white. Luckily for her though her loyal kitty cat started hissing up fuss, "WOMAN YOU STAY AWAY FROM JUUDAIME!"

The next thing the female in disguise knew was that there was a cloud of dirt in the form of dirt and smoke that was caused by Smoking Bomb's dynamites. Ringing in her ears were squeals and hisses, her loyal kitty cat and the OODOC fangirl that she was the unfortunate victim of, were shouting insults and things that Tsuna would rather not haunt her for the rest of her life – this was manly coming from the fangirl's side. Soon annoyed from probably being ignored and having rules broken right in front of him Hibari jumped into the fray, followed none other by Yamamoto who had picked up the bat Tsuna dropped a while ago – how he managed that in this dust and smoke storm she could only guess he had some kind of baseball related instinct. Tonfa's hit dynamites knocking them in all directions, a baseball bat hit dynamites away in a home run manner, no one could see in the smoke and Tsuna was still shocked and couldn't convince her body to move from the despair she was feeling, luckily by miracle none hit Tsuna. To add to her long list of things that shouldn't be happening in her life, Ryohei had woke up and shouting his signature catchphrase also jumped into the fray. The only good luck she was having now was that the OODOC fangirl had chosen to be quiet after throwing Tsuna's lunch in the direction she thought Tsuna was in and blowing a kiss – just another sound that would haunt Tsuna – like her streak of bad luck though the lunch box containing her lunch was likely blown to smithereens. Tsuna couldn't tell in this havoc whether or not Miura Haru had ran away or was just hiding behind the school gate. Surely she wasn't that dumb as to stick around?

With shoulders sagged Tsuna stood still somewhere in the storm of havoc around her, "Now I really don't want to go to school…" No longer did she have the energy level of sanity required for her to get through the school day, to top it off she would be so late if she went now, "Another case of my bad luck and misfortune."

Boom!

In an instant it happened. Tsuna cursed herself, "HIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE NO!" she should have been more careful but how was she to prepare for this? What was the one to millionth chance that this would happen? "Of course fate has it out for me!" her mind cried.

You remember how around her there was a storm of havoc? Also remember how there was that lunchbox of Tsuna's that got thrown? Finally remember how Tsuna isn't having any luck today? Well that's good, because all three of these things coming together had a big effect.

Tsuna's body was still appalled by the misfortune befalling her, so when she noticed her intuition it was too late for her to do anything except feel the shock coursing through her entire body and veins. You see somewhere in the mess and havoc did the lunchbox get blown apart into pieces with the contents falling out. Now these pieces had sharp edges that could cut things. One piece fell closer to Tsuna than the others and that one piece then shot upwards by the force of an explosion that exploded near it. Soaring through the air that piece hurdled at Tsuna like slow motion in her eyes, but it was too late by the time she had regained movement and began to step back the shard of sharp but sturdy plastic had missed the skin of the fake male's belly by mere inches, but it hadn't missed her shirt or undershirt that was flying outwards. In her ears Tsuna could hear the haunting sound of both her shirt and undershirt ripping. Another explosion sounded near her and the force only furthered the shard's course of action, tearing both items of clothing that hid the bandages that bound her chest from view. In the course of this Tsuna had no choice but to react out of instinct and ring her arms up to protect her face.

Now she once again was standing frozen in disbelief at her misfortune, starring down at her bindings. The shard had shot over her head and fell somewhere behind her. Her mind was too shocked. She had taken every precaution to ensure Reborn did not find out her secret, only for it once again to be let out by her shirt ripping apart? Why did life have to hate her so? First her best friend encased in ice and now this? Attempting to hold the halves of the shirt together she glanced around desperate for an escape route that wouldn't involve Reborn catching sight of her. Even an idiot seeing her bindings would know what they were for. Pared with her long locks well it was an instant give away.

That's when she noticed two pairs of shocked eyes staring at her.

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Takeshi's POV:

He couldn't believe his eyes. He was close enough when it had happened to see the obvious white that lay underneath the brunette's shirts. Close enough to see the shock and panic that reined in his first real friend's eyes as he- no she tried to cover up the obvious. He could still feel the words he was going to ask before to see if his friend was alright stuck in his throat.

This was unexpected. Gears and cogs churned in his mind, working overtime, "Tsuna why? Why did you hide this?"

Tsuna was his first best friend. The first one to see through his façade. The first one not to care whether or not he did well in baseball. The first one that saw him for him and not some player that had to continuously be the best to be worthy enough to be liked. When the girl he had been fooled to believe was a boy relented and let Takeshi into his no her heart he was overjoyed. The joy from there only expanded, Tsuna didn't care about things others normally cared for. If something was bothering Takeshi Tsuna growled out at him to not ignore it and do something about it while also offering him to talk to her if that was what he wanted. She didn't force him to do anything, and she didn't expect great things of him that only put pressure onto his back. She saved his life and helped him overcome his fear of disappointing people. He could still remember the relief on his Father's face when he spilled out his worries and consoled in him, remember how the tears rolled down his Pops face and how he was pulled into a comforting hug only a parent could give to their child.

Basic summary Tsuna had improved and saved his life in a way no god of baseball could.

Honestly now knowing that his thought male friend was actually female made him realise and connect all of the dots. Tsuna's full first name was Tsunayomi, a female's name. Tsuna's hair was long and silky in a way he had heard girls gossip and discuss about how they longed to get it in such a way but none of their numerous products had been successful. Tsuna's body build and face was feminine, her skin was smooth and soft – he knew from the times he had touched the skin to throw an arm around his friends shoulder.

Now despite what previous test results display Takeshi was no idiot, he merely forgot to study being so involved in baseball as he was. So some of Tsuna's behaviour would make perfect sense. Tsuna did not change into PE clothes in the changing room, instead escaped elsewhere to change always before anyone noticed or started changing. Tsuna and Sasagawa Kyoko were strangely quite close and there was those times where the school's idol would call Tsuna with a female pronoun instead of the male pronoun. Tsuna obviously had no interest in females, which would both explain never blushing around Kyoko and avoiding fangirl's including his own like the plague. This fact was something that strangely always comforted Takeshi, to see Tsuna so clearly not interested. In fact thinking about his relation with the school's idol only further made Takeshi confused as to why Tsuna's hid her gender. She was cute and beautiful, her hazel eyes were stunning and when she smiled it was contagious.

"Huh? Why do I feel..?" his mind asked suddenly when his chest swelled with something similar to annoyance but somehow different. This was after the thought that if the boys in the school knew Tsuna was really a girl and how she really looked like, they would be swarming for her attention. "It must be because I want to hog Tsuna's friendship to myself!" he convinced himself, feeling a vein pulse on the side of his head remembering a particular conversation late one afternoon between a few of his teammates. They had somehow gotten onto the topic of girls and somehow Tsuna's name appeared in the conversation, one boy saying that he thought Tsuna was a chick at first, and the other two present stating the same thing and saying how much of a shame it was that such silky hair and smooth skin belonged to a boy, and then going further to say how hot Tsuna could be if he was a chick. Takeshi at the time didn't really know Tsuna, but remembering the event made his fists curl and ball, especially remembering the way afterwards they insulted his friend and a particular comment that suggested if Tsuna was a chick how easy she would be to get into bed. "I feel like using those guys as a baseball ball now…"

Snapping back into the situation at hand Takeshi took note of how his first friend's eyes seemed to be dashing in his direction, and to another direction. Realising his friend had noticed that he had saw what she was hiding, suddenly did the realisation that someone else must have also realised and be looking. He couldn't see who the person was but hell if he was going to let the person continue to ogle his best friend! "Don't worry Tsuna! I'll protect you!" his mind cried and he charged forward dropping his bat. Although he was slightly hurt at the fact Tsuna hadn't told him the truth, he realised that a) she had been hiding this fact for a long time and he couldn't expect her to so suddenly open up to him and b) it wouldn't change the fact that they were friends at all.

As he approached Tsuna he quickly unzipped his jacket and shrugged it off, so when he got close enough to Tsuna he threw the jacket over her shoulders. Tsuna's eyes widened in surprize, as did Takeshi's because at the exact moment another jacket was also thrown to her. Of course this left a sour feeling in Takeshi's chest.

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Hibari's POV:

"Wao…" he felt his voice whisper. His eyes analysing the sight in front of him through the blasted smoke and dirt storm. "So the Omnivore is a female." His mind stated as he felt amusement flicker and ebb away his anger from the interruption of his fight. Well this was interesting, so all along the Omnivore was a female? And she had managed not only to trick the whole school but also himself included? Well wasn't she cunning. A wolf in sheep's clothing indeed.

It didn't change the fact though that she was not wearing the correct uniform. Something that grated on Hibari's nerves but he pushed aside.

So the one person among all the weak herbivores in the school and town who he actually enjoyed and looked forward to fighting because she was the only one who could challenge him was a female? Well it didn't really matter. He was not some sexist pig that believed all males were stronger than females. If he was then long ago his strong carnivore Mother would have physically taught him that females could be strong too, strong enough to beat males into submission.

Plus the fact that by wearing the wrong uniform was going against school rules and regulations, simply meant that anywhere the Omnivore went, she was breaking the school's rules, which meant he had right to punish her accordingly at any time. He smirked, he was so going to be using that to get the Omnivore to fight him.

Thinking about the Omnivore fighting him, his mind remembered that it was those stupid herbivore's that surrounded her that started this mess, plus an overly annoying herbivore acting in a profoundly annoying manner and practically drooling over the Omnivore. Hibari could feel his eyebrows twitch and his eyes narrow, "Stupid weak, pathetic Herbivores." He did not like the fact that they hung around his prey, not one bit. His eyes glanced around now remembering the strange baby that reminded him too much of someone he knew, which he hoped was true because then the baby would be a worthy opponent indeed.

"Stupid obscuring smoke and dirt! Where's my prey? Where's the baby?" he gritted his teeth anger once again soaring. Another explosion caused the smoke and dirt to change again and once again could he see his prey was ahead of him. Which brought him to remember the current situation. The one in were a piece of plastic had torn open and exposed what the Omnivore was hiding. The one which was causing the Omnivore to be publically indecent.

Now Hibari was no merciful person. But he had standards. And his Mother had drilled into him the importance of letting girls keep their dignity intact, how if he ever saw something indecent happening to them that was not of their own choosing that he must at least be some manner of a gentleman.

Not one to ignore his Mother's lessons he began to stride over to the Omnivore knocking oncoming annoyances of dynamite sticks to the sides out of his way.

When he got close enough to the brunette Omnivore in the corner of his eye did he spot that an herbivore had also seen what the female was trying to hid and came over. Growling silently he placed one of his Tonfa's in its holder and tore his jacket off of his shoulders before chucking it at the female. He watched with annoyance as at the same time did the herbivore's jacket hit and curl around her shoulders. Hibari scowled he did not like this herbivore's jacket on his prey.

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Tsuna's POV:

Tsuna though everything she worked hard to hide would instantly be gone. Sure it wasn't Reborn that had spotted her yet but he soon would, wouldn't he? And then everything would be out and she would have a major headache trying to avoid telling him what he wanted to know without him using this as leverage against her.

Takeshi and Hibari both had already spotted her. She grew pale at the realisation and cursed her luck. Takeshi might hate her now, and Hibari might see this as another reason to attack or he might even try to force her to wear the correct uniform. Which would be hell! The female population of the school if they found out her secret would give her a hell of a hard time, not that she couldn't silence them. And the male population would be leering at her like a bunch of perverts. Everything would be annoying, and likely she would have to fill in paper similar to paperwork to sort the issue out with the school and then everything would go to hell, because paperwork the true spawn of the devil and idiots.

She really wished that jacket-chan didn't go and get himself frozen. When he got out of the ice she so would be giving him the lecture of his life. And cursing Reborn to hell, "I'm going to have to explain that their trying to force me to become the Decimo too!" that piece of information would surely ignite her friend's furry and anger. Tsuna knew how desperately he wanted the title, and she didn't want herself losing her first friend over it.

Her in inner musings clouded her mind and blocked out her surroundings. Well they did until she felt a brush of material hit her shoulders and out of instinct grasped the material that touched her hand. Her surprize must have been obvious, her eyes were wide but she didn't care. "Jackets..? Two..?" her mind finally comprehended what had happened. The two boys that had spotted her instead of making a fuss had instead offered their jackets to her. Honestly the jackets served to remind her of Jacket-kun's beloved jacket.

Taking advantage of the situation and willing the embarrassment present on her face to go down, she slipped on the jacket on her shoulders because it was more convenient and she wanted to cover up as fast as she could before the smoke and dust obscuring the views of others disappeared and left her bare. She did not want to have that conversation with Reborn!

As she slipped on the jacket around her shoulders she kept hold of the jacket in her hands, grasping it to her chest for more protection. Above her head unnoticed by her the two males who had saved her at this stage were involved in a glaring war.

The smoke and dust storm surrounding the area was quickly being cleared now that the explosions had stop, Tsuna clutched tighter to the jacket in her hands as she heard Gokudera's voice urgently call out, "JUUDAIME? JUUDAIME? JUUDAIME WHERE ARE YOU? SPEAK TO ME?"

Besides her Takeshi stepped back and laughed aloud his tone of key, "Tsuna's over her!" Hibari grunted and stepped back crossing his arms.

Tsuna could see her loyal kitty cat swerve his head left and right trying to spot her, when he did, he hissed out, "BASTARDS GET AWAY FROM JUUDAIME! WHY'S YOUR JACKET ON JUUDAIME?!" Takeshi laughed again.

"Ma, ma~ Tsuna's shirt got ripped so I lent mine." Tsuna could tell he was avoiding gender pronouns. Her bangs covered her eyes and she was glad that they did.

"AND THE OTHER BASTARD'S?" Gokudera persisted, jealously and anger lacing his voice.

From his position Hibari scoffed, "The herbivore was indecently exposed for this part of the school's grounds." Tsuna sweat dropped, of course he would retort with that. "At least they haven't said anything… yet." Her mind reminded her, to which she gulped, "I'll have to explain… Joyful."

She could feel Reborn's curious gaze, but she really didn't want to deal with that bastard now. And she didn't want to deal with her fangirl who had a case of sever OODOC but fate just hated her today.

"TSUNA-KUN ARE YOU ALRIGHT? HARU IS SORRY ABOUT YOUR LUNCH!" the girl had obviously spotted the remains of the lunch box, "TSUNA-KUN CAN HAVE HARU'S IF HE WANTS."

Her veins popped but she kept a façade of calm, "No I'll just buy something later Miura-san."

The girl crept closer but backed back when Hibari spotted her, gulping she called out, "Is Tsuna-kun sure? What if you share half of mine? And Tsuna-kun should call Haru, Haru!" Tsuna definitely had a headache.

Then an idea struck her, "What if I..? Oh, yes, this will get the bastard away from me for a little bit." Tsuna calmly walked over to Reborn, glaring down at him she leaned over to pick the baby up and whispered as she leaked a little killing intent, "Reborn… Just go along with it and don't even try to bother or observe me today until I get home and then I'll answer some of your questions."

The baby hitman stared at her but consented to her picking him up, she held him at a distance so he wouldn't feel her chest, Hibari's jacket acting to further create distance. He whispered back, "Fine." an arrogant smirk present on his face. Tsuna's eye twitched. Oh how she hated Reborn sometimes.

Smiling she turned to fully face Haru. "Miura-san I would appreciate it though if you could take Reborn home for me, you see he followed me when he wasn't supposed to." She just did not care at the moment if that meant the girl would be late to her own school, she had already made herself late and Tsuna was sure she could talk her teacher's heads off about escorting a baby home, "A baby that's detrimental to anyone's health!" her mind supplied.

The dark brunette swooned and jumped to take Reborn of Tsuna's hands, as soon as she did she swirled Reborn around in her arms. Tsuna took great pleasure in the way Reborn's face scrunched up in irritation. Briefly did she allow a smirk to cover her own face for just long enough for her to lock eyes with Reborn, "Ha! Take that you world's greatest Hitman!" Reborn of course narrowed his eyes in a glare to glare at her.

"Roger Tsuna-kun! Haru will take this little angle back, she won't let anyone harm him! You can count on Haru." Tsuna rolled her eyes without anyone but Reborn seeing, Reborn an angle? "I never want to go to that universe!" she thought, because frankly a universe that thinks the devil that Reborn is an angle? How bad are their devil's then? Tsuna would rather not find out ever.

Smiling she waved at Reborn as the crazy girl ran off, Reborn in her arms.

"Tch! About time she left." Gokudera muttered behind her. Tsuna was just glad that Hibari didn't interfere just then. Turning around Tsuna couldn't help but sweat drop at the sight of Kyoko's big brother still punching outwards with his eyes closed in all directions. Sighing she thought it would be kind to inform him that the fray was over.

"Sasagawa Sempai open your eyes!"

The male in question did, blinking to adjust to the light he dramatically looked around then tilted his head in confusion, before smiling and opening his mouth, "EXTREME! JOIN THE BOXING CLUB SAWADA!"

Shaking her head Ryohei attempted to shout again but was interrupted by a Tonfa hitting his stomach. Tsuna cringed but didn't move knowing that the blow Hibari just made was light and would only knock out the boxer, not seriously harm him. Not a second later was Ryohei's head spinning, "D-Dizzy… Whoa…" was all he managed to say before slipping into unconsciousness. Tsuna could only sigh.

"Gokudera-kun could you please take Sempai to the nurses office?" Tsuna asked, Gokudera turned to her with stars in his eyes but then the stars were blinked out of existence once he realised that if he did that he would not be with his Juudaime. Before he could utter out an excuse or plea for her to make the baseball idiot do it instead so he could protect her Tsuna continued, "Please? And can you please go to class straight after and tell the teacher that Yamamoto and I are with Hibari. We'll be back in class later, but I'd hate to miss out on anything and you're really smart so I though you-"

"LEAVE IT TO ME JUUDAIME! I'LL MAKE SURE THAT YOU MISS OUT ON NOTHING!" Gokudera's excited voice broke her sentence and she watched amused as he sprinted off lugging the boxer. Hibari watched in silence and didn't resort to take any action and Takeshi laughed.

Both males turned to her, "Great here it comes."

"Tsuna-"

"Omnivore."

Both males realising that they spoke at the same time silenced themselves and Tsuna slapped her face for the second time that morning. Laughing awkwardly she turned to Hibari first, "You have spare uniforms in your committee's room don't you?" At his nod she turned to the baseball fanatic, "Then after I get a new uniform I shall answer questions to both of you. No arguments okay?"

Both males slowly nodded. Tsuna smiled still annoyed and nervous.

"And no punishments afterwards Hibari! I am not in the mood." Killing intent always came in handy when you wanted to make someone obey. Tsuna's smile widened and she walked ahead, pleased that the two males following gulped and reluctantly nodded.

Musing she wondered, "How shall I go about this?"

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Reborn's POV:

Reborn cursed his student and at the same time pitied and wish mercy on his student. This woman holding him was wretched! She kept babbling on and on about useless little things. But he was the world's first class hitman, so he would endure. By endure he meant to block out the girls pathetic love struck whining.

Hopefully this didn't break his eardrums.

"Actually… Fuck it." Before the girl could blink a Leon blindfold covered her eyes, acting quickly Reborn tactfully replaced himself with a fake him doll that was asleep. Where he got the doll? He'll never tell. But jumping away and behind a pole, with Leon following his lead did he sigh in relief. Once the girl had gotten over the strange occurrence and bounded forward now cooeeing and, actually he didn't want to know, did Reborn turn to look back in the direction that Nami Mori Middle school lay. Tilting his fedora down did he curse his student promising pain and payback, "Dame-Tsuna I won't forget this!"

He waited for a few seconds until the love struck girl was out of sight before taking to one of his many hidey holes and routes. He told his student he wouldn't so he would keep his word.

Up ahead he heard an ear piercing scream sounding suspiciously like, "KYAA!" Frowning Reborn decided that he was glad most of his admirers that chased after him were grown up woman and not school girls.

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Stara-chi: "So did everyone enjoy this chapter? It's pretty long isn't it?"

Reborn: "No. You stuck me with an irritation."

Stara-chi: "So? You're point? I had to compensate Tsuna somehow, can't have the Tuna fish suffering all alone."

Tsuna: "You could have just made me you know, not suffer."

Stara-chi: "Naah~ Now for drum roll! Replies!"

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Stara-chi: "Just kidding~ But seriously I shall try getting back to all your lovely replies~"

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-GETTING TIRED OF THE SPACES! FAN FICTION WHY WON'T YOU LET ME HAVE A BLANK SPACE?-

Omake 2: A boxer's approval! EXTREME!

It was the early morning and his precious little sister had woken up extra early he noticed to make lunch. Strangely though Ryohei thought that his sister was using too many ingredients and too big quantities. He was suspicious he couldn't help it, so instead of training he spied on his little sister humming about in the kitchen.

"It's done!" Kyoko cried out in delight, and moved to grab the lunch box wrapping clothes. Blinking Ryohei stared hard and counted with his fingers.

"One… Two…" He pointed to each finger as he went, "Three… Huh? Three?!" he exclaimed and drastically began counting over and over again. Each time over and over again he counted the same exact amount. Three lunch boxes sat freshly made and neatly tied, one with his normal energetic cloth, one with his sister's normal light yellow and pink striped cloth and one with an unfamiliar orange cloth. Blinking rapidly he tried to convince himself that what he was seeing was wrong, but even rubbing his eyes until they went fuzzing and obscured his vision for a short period of time could not make the strange out of place lunch box disappear.

He was crouched down with his half of his body visible from the arch way, his little sister of course caught him trying to make sense of the situation, and she asked, "Onii-chan? What's wrong? Why are you hiding behind the door frame?"

Rubbing the back of his head sheepishly he faced his adorable little sister, "Kyoko EXTREMELY good morning!"

Kyoko smiled at him, "Good morning Onii-chan, but that doesn't answer my question." Drats! He thought she would forget.

"W-Well…" He was hesitant to approach this, he honestly hopped that this situation would never in a million years happen, suddenly he had the perfect words to say, "As your big brother Kyoko it's my duty to ensure your safety."

"Yes, but how does that answer the question silly Onii-chan?"

He gulped but continued answering her, "That means I have to protect you from all the possible dangers you could face. Including the EXTREMELY BAD PERVERTS that lurk out there." He nodded as he spoke. Kyoko stared at him, her smile morphing into a pout as she lightly blushed.

"Onii-chan!" she exclaimed, "I know that there are perverts! You do not need to have this talk with me."

"No as your big brother, it is my responsibility to make sure you are safe." He insisted, crossing his arms and standing, "Therefore…" Kyoko stared in half curiosity, half embarrassment as fire lit in his eyes and he rose both hands to clench into fists, "Therefore…" he said again and continued swiftly bringing down his hand to point at the mysterious and potentially dangerous third lunch box, "WHAT EXTREMELY IS THAT?"

"That?" Kyoko asked blinking and turned to peer at where he was pointing. A surprized gasp passed her lips and she clasped her hands back together to turn and face her brother, a bright smile crossed her face and Ryohei didn't know whether to bask in how adorable his sister was or to let dread overtake him.

"That's for Tsuna-chan!" He blinked, a girl? His sister gasped again, "Ah! I forgot Tsuna prefers me to use kun."

Ryohei froze. A boy? His sweet, innocent little sister had made a bento for a boy?! Not only that but she liked this boy enough to use the suffix chan and to not add a suffix at all? How intermit was there relationship? How had he failed to notice? "How could I fail so EXTREMELY bad at being a good big brother!" his mind screamed in despair.

His little sister not sensing her brother's panic continued to prattle on about how she preferred calling this boy chan. As he continued to listen, further into despair did the boxer fall, how long had this affair been going on? Why had this boy yet to come to him for approval? Why had Kyoko not told him about the boy before? "C-Could it be she doesn't extremely trust me enough?" he was about to cry.

Gathering his courage he asked, holding back the tears, "H-How long has this EXTREMELY BEEN HAPPENING KYOKO?"

His sister was confused, that was apparent by the way she tilted her head and brought up a finger to hold it to her chin. Ryohei could also see the confusion present in her eyes. Had she already thought he knew?

The sound of humming met his ears, his sister had closed her eyes and her head was swaying left and right like both siblings often did when thinking. Ryohei gulped, what would be her answer?

Her answer was not what he expected, "Well since Tsuna-chan rescued me one night of course! Remember I told you about how those nasty men cornered me that one night some time ago?" Yes he remembered those men clearly, he had ran straight out the door upon hearing Kyoko mention them, intent to beat some manners into them and teach them not to victimise innocent little sisters. Only when he got there did he see the extremely wrong men all beat up very badly and moaning in pain.

Something clicked, "WAIT YOU EXTREMELY MEAN THIS GUY SAVED YOU? AND I HAVEN'T THANKED HIM YET?" Ryohei knew he sometimes jumped the gun and therefore miss things but if this guy saved his sister and he hasn't personally extremely thanked him yet? Well that just extremely did not sit well with the boxing captain. This extreme guy EXTREMELY deserved a medal! Ryohei decided, "I HAVE TO EXTREMELY THANK HIM!"

Laughing at the way her brother was Kyoko continued nodding, "Tsuna-chan did save me. S- I mean he was so strong! The men didn't have a chance. I kind of feel bad for them…" Ryohei privately thought that those perverts deserved ever last injury on their body for attempting to harm his sister, "Who extremely knows how many others they've harmed! Or would have harmed!" he thought, proud at how extremely well the guy dealt with the guys.

Ryohei had decided, he would scope out this guy and extremely thank him then observe him to see if he was fit for his sister's attention. He wouldn't extremely mind a guy that could protect Kyoko from harm getting together with her, but first the guy would extremely have to get his permission, "HE HAS TO EXTREMELY PROVE HIS WORTH!"

"WHO EXTREMELY IS THIS GUY KYOKO? DO I KNOW HIM?" he asked itching to find out the full identity of his sister's savoir.

Kyoko smiled sadly, "Tsunayomi Sawada is Tsuna-chan's full name. I extremely don't like it but at school Tsuna-chan is nicknamed Dame-Tsuna."

Ah, the kid that was apparently in his sister's class, the one most of the school extremely wrongly taunted because of his poor grades. Ryohei pitied the boy. Although he wasn't the wisest person around, he knew that the boy must be extremely sad at how he was treated. Ryohei had attempted to help one day but the boy had walked off after the bullies mysteriously ran away. Ryohei had lost sight of him and his long hair after that.

"Ah! Onii-chan is it alright if Tsuna-chan comes over one night for dinner? She doesn't have many friends and I don't think a bento meal alone is enough to thank her." Kyoko's speed of talking picked up the pace, "Ah, there's also the fact that she doesn't want me to show my gratitude outwardly at school… Tsuna-chan thinks it will be bad for my reputation and doesn't want anyone getting annoyed with me. I think its sweet she cares like that but I really want to be her friend!"

Ryohei nodded at his sisters every word, intently listening to his sister's babble. Kyoko had gone into a trance thinking over little things and planning what she would make and how she would ask Tsuna-chan. As Kyoko continued to zone out and speak more to herself them him, Ryohei's head swayed in thought like his sister's had previously. The guy sounded good, but there was something… A light bulb continuously flashed over Ryohei's head before staying bright. His eyes widened as his jaw dropped in realisation at exactly what his sister had extremely said. He stared at his sister without her acknowledging what he was really doing too far off in her own head. His cute sister couldn't lie when she started to babble on and on, and he had always found it cute and handy, but now it shocked him, "W-WAIT? F-FEMALE?"

He was EXTREMELY confused.

-I hate spaces now-

-... really hate...-

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