Summary: "Show me this so-called greatness
of the power of love," Hibari ordered. "Fall in love with me."
Haru could only stupidly gawk at him. Just what the heck did she get herself
involved in? HaruxMultiple Pairings
My lack of KHR knowledge might make some things
untrue or some characters OOC and I guess I'll explain some stuff at the end of
the chapter, just so I won't spoil things! XD
I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn because if I
did, there would be a lot more Haru loving!
Please forgive any mistakes, both character-wise
and grammatically wise. lol, i still don't understand the beta system thing and
I don't really have time to re-read and edit things.
Chapter Four: Bento
HappyFace1886
"Are you sure you should be awake so early
in the morning?" Haru lifted her head up from the midst of cooking and
gave her father the brightest smile she could muster with the bruise on her
cheek.
"Haru is fine Otousan," she reassured,
scooping up some of the morning miso for him. "The swelling went down a
lot since Haru put on ice the moment she got home. Don't worry about
Haru!"
"Alright then," he reluctantly agreed
before sitting down on his seat, reaching up to accept the bowl of soup.
"I suppose we should be thankful that you were with that boy friend of
yours. Who knows what would have happened if he hadn't been there."
Her father yelped when the bowl was promptly
dropped on his lap. Haru appeared to be oblivious to her father's cries of pain
as her face flushed. Her first instinct was to deny that Kyoya was her
boyfriend, but remembered that technically he was her boyfriend as of this
moment. The flush on her face deepened at this realization.
"Y-Yeah... K-Kyoya is Haru's
b-boyfriend." She said out loud, almost as though she was trying to
convince herself. Her eyes then caught sight of the kitchen clock. Haru
squeaked in alarm and then returned her attention to the food she had been dicing.
"Oh no, I have to hurry!"
"What's wrong Haru?" her father asked
wearily, having recovered from the burning soup that had landed on him. He
leaned back on his seat to see what his daughter was doing. "Eh? Why are
there more than two bentos ready?"
"K-Kyoya is Haru's boyfriend," she
repeated, the gentle blush still staining her cheeks. "It only makes sense
that she makes lunch for her b-boyfriend... b-besides, this is to repay for his
help."
When Haru's father saw the flush of her face, he
frowned darkly. He may have approved of this Kyoya only because he had rescued
his daughter from those terrible thugs whereas many others would have run away,
but that didn't mean he would allow his precious Haru to continue going out
with that boy if they were going to be together in that romantic nature! When
he had said Kyoya was Haru's boy friend, he literally meant boy friend,
as in a guy-friend, not a... a... lover!
His face paled at that thought.
Lover...
Lover...
Lover...
The word echoed in his head.
No, no, no, no, no! That wasn't the case! This
Kyoya wasn't a lover! He was just a boyfriend. No, wait, a guy-friend! He was
just a friend of Harus' that was a guy!
"Yes! Boy and friend put together merely
mean a guy friend, not a boyfriend boyfriend!" her father said almost
proudly at his conclusion.
Haru tilted her head, looking at her father in
confusion after she had heard him laughing maniacally. "Are you okay
Otousan?"
"Haha, I'm fine Haru," he chuckled
deeply, appearing very smug. Yes, there was no way his daughter was actually
going out on those lovey-dovey dates with that boy. She probably also
understand that when he had called this Kyoya boy her 'boyfriend', he merely
meant 'guy friend'.
"If you say so."
Haru glanced at her watch. She would have to
hurry if she wanted to make it in time to deliver Kyoya's bento before running
to her own school. Speeding up, she was just about to turn the corner when she
bumped into someone. With a loud yelp, she was about to fall backwards when a
hand reached up and grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward. This time, her
yelp was muffled as her face collided against something... make that someone.
"Baka, watch where you're going," a familiar
gruff voice scolded. "If it wasn't for me, you probably would have fallen
on the floor."
"Go...Gokudera-san?" Haru looked up in
surprise, forgetting about the terrible bruise on her face.
Emerald eyes narrowed at the sight of the
band-aid. "Who did that to you?"
"Eh?" Haru eyes widened, her mind
finally catching up to what was happening. Oh no! All her hard work trying to
avoid anyone Tsuna-san often met with had been for nothing! She pulled away
from Gokudera's hold and then began to laugh nervously. "I-It's nothing!
H-Haru just bumped into something."
Gokudera continued to stare at her with
suspicion before scowling. "Should have known you would be so clumsy,
stupid woman."
"Hahi!" Haru gave Gokudera a sharp
poke on the chest. "Haru is not clumsy! She... She just had an
accident!"
"Whatever, but either way, you're in my
way." He grumbled, reaching into his pocket to pull out a pack of
cigarettes, but it was immediately taken from him before he could put it in his
mouth. "Woman-!"
"Cigarettes are bad for you!" she
yelled and threw it on the ground, stomping on it as hard as she could. "I
don't understand how you can stand breathing that... that cancer stick!"
"It's none of your business," Gokudera
snapped.
"You're making it Haru's business!"
she argued. "It's bad for your health and I don't want you to get sick by
some disease when it's something you can easily avoid."
"Are... Are you worried about me?"
Gokudera couldn't help but ask in surprise. Haru's eyes widened at his words and
began to sputter out gibberish when she caught sight of the time on her watch.
"Hahi!" she practically screamed.
"You jerk, it's all your fault that Haru is going to be late for
school."
"What are you talking about, stupid
woman?" Gokudera yelled, a vein twitching in his head. "You're too
early to be late for school. Besides, I should be the one complaining. If it
wasn't for you, I'd already be at Decimo's house! He should be getting out any
minute now!"
Her heart clenched when she heard Gokudera's
title for Tsuna-san, but shoved the hurt away. Now wasn't the time to dwell on
things like this. "Haru has to go to Namimori before she can go to her
school. I'm going to be late to school because I'm here talking to you, you
jerk!"
"Humph, it's not my fault you want to walk
Decimo to school." He grumbled.
"Haru isn't going to Namimori because of
Tsuna-san!" Haru yelled and poked him hard on the chest again before
lifting the bento that she had cradled protectively when she had collided
against Gokudera. "She's going there because she needs to deliver this to
someone!"
He stared at the wrapped lunch and quirked an
eyebrow. "Are you trying to leave this in Decimo's shoebox because you
know he's not going to accept lunch from an annoying loud-mouth woman like
you?"
"You... you... you!" Haru would have
strangled him if it wasn't for the bento she was carrying. "It's not for
Tsuna-san! It's for someone else!"
This seemed to have caught his attention, but
Haru missed how his scowl darkened as she was too consumed in her rage. She
continued to steam in anger when he suddenly spoke in a low, dark tone of
voice. "Who?"
"Eh?" Haru looked at him confused.
"Who?"
"Who is the bento for?" he asked,
trying to hide his annoyance.
Haru's face flushed. "Th-That's none of
your business!"
"Of course it's my business!" Gokudera
yelled. "At least give the poor guy a warning before you feed him with
your poisonous cooking! I bet you've been taking lessons with my sister
again!"
Haru growled. "You jerk! Haru told you,
it's none of your business who Haru gives this bento to! If it makes you feel
better, it's not you so stop worrying about it!"
Gokudera continued to glare at the offending
bento box. Haru hadn't denied that it was a boy she was giving the bento to and
that meant that the person she was going to give to bento to was definitely a
guy. For some reason, he felt the urge to light up a dynamite stick to relieve
some stress.
"Hahi! Haru's really going to be late at
this rate! Bye Gokudera-san! Haru has to go now!" she yelled before
running past him.
"Wait!" he yelled, but she was already
running full-speed towards the direction of the school. Gokudera's scowl
darkened as he stuffed his hands into his pocket, muttering darkly to himself.
"Stupid woman... why should I care who she gives that bento to? I have to
hurry to Decimo's home before he gets out and that baseball idiot gets to him
first!"
Haru felt her heart pound as she walked through
the fields of Namimori Junior High. A part of it was due to how fast she had
run to the school and the other part had been because of her confrontation with
Gokudera.
That had been too close. Way too close.
She still wasn't ready.
She still wasn't ready to see Tsuna-san while
she was going out with Kyoya.
Haru quickly shook her head. No time for
negative thoughts. She had to find Kyoya and give him his bento before it was
time for school. The only problem was that she had no idea how to find him. The
logical place would be the Student Counselor room, but what if Kyoya was out
patrolling like he often likes to do?
She was in the midst of getting a headache
trying to figure out Kyoya's location when she heard a familiar velvety voice
speak behind her.
"What are you doing here?"
Haru jumped up in surprise, releasing a soft
squeak. Whirling around, she saw Kyoya in his usual school attire, a
disapproving frown on his face. "Kyoya!"
"What are you doing here?" he
repeated. "School will begin soon and though you do not attention Namimori
Junior High, you will be disturbing the order of this region if you were to
skip school."
"Haru is not skipping school!" Haru
yelled angrily. "She's at the top of her class! Of course she wouldn't
skip school!"
"Then what reason would you have to be
here?" he asked coolly, crossing his arms while tilting his head.
"Have I not already told you that you are not allowed to be here, especially
during school hours-?"
"School hasn't started yet!" Haru
protested, starting to grow more and more irritated by how frustrating this
round-headed jerk was being. "She just wanted to give you this, but you're
continuing to bully her with your... your... your accusations!"
Kyoya stared at the wrapped bento that she had
thrust in front of his face and looked at her quizzically. "What is
this?"
"I-It's a bento," she stammered.
"H-Haru wanted to thank you for your help on our d-date and..."
"There is no need for thanks." Kyoya
said. "Those herbivores were disrupting the peace and needed to be taught
a lesson. I was only doing my-."
"Just take it!" Haru yelled, her face
flushing darkly as since the moment they had started to talk to one another,
incoming students had turned to stare at them curiously. They only avoided
crowding around them because they knew what would happen if the infamous
Prefect were to detect their presence around him and the mysterious girl.
"B-Besides... y-you're my b-b-boyfriend. G-G-Girlfriends are supposed to
make bentos for their b-boyfriends."
"So this is another lesson," he asked.
Haru sighed. If that was what it would take for
him to take the bento... "Yes, this is another lesson. So... So please
take the bento."
She closed her eyes, unable to look at him
anymore. This was so humiliating. Here she was, offering a homemade bento to
this jerk with everyone staring at her, but despite the passing minutes, he has
yet to take the bento from her! Maybe it was a bad idea making him a bento.
Maybe it would have been better if she had just pretended that night had never
happened?
But...
Deep down, Haru knew she had wanted to do
something for Kyoya since he had saved her. What was a little embarrassment if
she was able to repay Kyoya in some way in the end?
The breath Haru hadn't even remembered holding
in was released when she felt the bento being taken from her.
Hibari stared at the bento, still feeling a bit
bemused though his face did not show it. He held the bento in his hand, staring
at Haru's flushed face, unsure as to what to do next. Thus, he turned to his
'sensei'. "What am I supposed to do now?"
"Hahi?" she looked at him in
confusion.
"I have accepted the bento as that is what
the boyfriend is supposed to do. Now what am I supposed to do? Do I merely
verbally thank you or is there some sort of other ritual that couples do?"
Hibari inquired.
Haru was speechless. She noticed she was often
in such a state when she was around this guy. After gapping like a fish for a
few seconds, Haru stammered out an answer. "Y-You don't need to do
anything. There isn't a requirement or anything. Just... Just do what you think
is right."
Hibari seemed to consider her words. She wanted
him to do what he thought was right? Properly taught etiquette told him to
thank her and end it right there. Instinct told him to move closer to her, to
see if her cheeks would redden even more if he were to move closer. Ever since
the night before when the thugs had attacked, he had been contemplating about
the mysterious urges that had erupted within him when he had seen Haru in
danger. The strange urge to protect her when she had been in danger and how angry
he had been when he had seen that they had hurt her. Then again, he did claim
her as his when he had deemed her as his girlfriend so that she would teach him
the mysterious power of love.
Perhaps that was why he had been so angry. The
stupid herbivores had dared to touch what belonged to him and they had to pay
the price. Questions still welled up in his head, leaving him with only the
choice of nodding and replying to her words with, "very well then."
He would need to think more on this before
making a decision.
Haru laughed nervously. "O-Okay then, I'll
be going now. See you later Kyoya!"
Before he could utter another word, Haru rushed
past him, apparently very determined to leave the premises before anything else
could go wrong. Hibari allowed her to leave and merely watched her slowly
fading form, unable to contain his smirk when he realized just how comfortable
she was saying his name now.
Haru was starting to wonder if her face was
going to be permanently red for the rest of her life. Ever since she had been
deemed as Kyoya's 'girlfriend', she had been blushing a lot more than she could
count! "Hahi, this is so embarrassing."
She shook her head.
Right now, it would be better if she didn't
think at all right now.
"Yeah, no thinking for today!" Haru
ordered herself. "Just... just be a robot! Yeah, that's right! Pretend
you're just a robot and let the day pass by!"
"So that's the girl?" hooded eyes
peered from the shadows of the tree, watching as the teen rushed passed him.
Beside him was a familiar bandaged thug who was finding it difficult to speak
with his broken jaw. He merely nodded and pointed at the girl, grunting and
making obscene noises. The hooded figure smirked. "So that girl is the
weakness of that stupid Prefect. I must admit, he had good taste. She's pretty
cute."
"So what's the plan niisama?" another
shadowed voice inquired eagerly.
"We need to show that fucking Prefect that
this town is ours and we won't put up with his shit anymore." The hooded
figure replied. "Tell one of the guys to take the girl. We'll leave a note
for the fucking Prefect. Haha, too bad we can't see the look on his face when
he realizes that we've got his girl."
"You're the man niisama!" the shadowed
voice cheered.
The hooded figure merely cackled.
::tsuzuku::
:D
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