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! 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. I don't really have time to
re-read and edit things.
Chapter Twenty: Revenge
HappyFace1886
“Is
this Sawada Tsunayoshi?”
Tsuna’s
stomach dropped when he heard Haru’s father’s voice on the other end of the
phone line. “Y-Yes, it is! H-Hello Miura-san.”
“Where
is my daughter, Sawada?!”
“Eh?”
he yelped out in surprise, his eyes bulging out in surprise.
“Don’t
play games with me boy! I know you’re friendly with her!” the man yelled,
causing Tsuna to pull the phone away from his ears. Keeping it a foot away was
enough for him to hear everything clearly. “Give me that Hibari boy’s number!
If you don’t know where she is, then he should know!”
“Wait,
wait!” Tsuna said in a panic, pulling the phone against his ear before shoving
it away quickly when Miura-san’s rant became loud again. “Please Miura-san!
What happened with Haru?”
“She
never arrived home last night!” the man snapped, the irritation and exhaustion
in his voice making it clear that he had been up all night wondering about his
daughter. “And she’s not answering her phone either. I demand a clear answer
now, boy, or else I’m-!”
“Ah!
C-Calm down, Miura-san! I-ow!” Tsuna yelped when he felt something smack into
the back of his head. Leaning forward due to the weight, he glanced up and
could barely make out Reborn’s outline on top of him. “Reborn?”
The
phone, which Tsuna had tossed up after being hit, was neatly caught by Bianchi.
She placed it against her ear and casually leaned against the wall. “Miura-san?
Hello, I’m Bianchi, a friend of Haru-chan.”
The man
on the other line seemed to calm down, recognizing the name. The two began to
pleasantly chat and Tsuna watched in amazement at how Bianchi was able to turn
the situation around so easily. Either Bianchi was really experienced talking
to panicked people or it was because Miura-san didn’t feel threatened that
Bianchi would take his daughter away from him.
“Reborn,
what’s going on?” Tsuna hissed, crouching down so that he was face-to-face with
him. “Why’s Miura-san looking for Haru-chan?”
“Isn’t
it obvious, dame-Tsuna?” Reborn said, sounding slightly exasperated by the
question. “Haru-chan is gone.”
“What?
How?” Tsuna demanded before pausing as he recalled the events of the past few
days. He paled drastically. “D-Don’t tell me that it’s the guys from the
amusement park?”
The
phone was returned to its place and Tsuna turned his head, seeing Bianchi with
a grim frown on her face. “I’ve told Miura-san that Haru-chan is with
Kyoko-chan and I’ve already told Kyoko-chan to cover for us in case Miura-san
really does call her.”
“Wait,
someone explain to me what happened!”
“We
were going to tell you about it as soon as we gathered more information, but
those bastards are bolder than we thought.” Bianchi remarked, crossing her
arms. “You were partially right about the people who attacked you,
Gokudera-kun, and Haru-chan. They are affiliated with the mafia, but they
aren’t part of any formal organization. If anything, you can say that they’re
more along the lines of a mercenary group than mafia since they’re willing to
work for whoever hires them.”
“Still,”
Reborn said, with a slight smile on his face that was hidden under his tipped
fedora hat, “they are still mafia. And those of the mafia will likely follow
the laws of the mafia.”
“We
have to tell Gokudera-kun and Yamamot-kun about this!” Tsuna rushed to the
phone in order to tell the others.
“There’s
one more thing, Tsuna.” Reborn spoke and Tsuna paused in the midst of his
frantic dialing. “It’s about the man who kidnapped Haru-chan because of
Hibari.”
“What
about him?” Tsuna asked, feeling a strong pit forming in his stomach.
“Hideo
is most likely the one behind the kidnapping and according to some informants
of mine, he’s escaped from prison.”
There
was a pounding in Haru’s head as she felt her consciousness returning. A sense
of déjà vu reached and she felt a panic run through her. Oh god, not again. The
dread was enough motivation for her to remain on the cold hard floor, her eyes
kept tightly clenched as she tried her best to wake up from this nightmare. A
good twenty seconds passed before she gave up, her eyes slowly fluttering open
before she slowly sat up.
The
last thing she remembered was griping about Hibari being a jerk when she
smelled something noxious and blacked out. No doubt someone had snuck into her
room and knocked her out. And judging by the taste in her mouth, she had been
unconscious for several hours.
“Finally
awake?” she stiffened at the familiar voice and slowly turned her head, her
eyes narrowing at the sight of the man who had haunted her dreams.
“You!”
Hideo
laughed. “Me.”
“What
do you want with Haru? Haven’t you caused enough damage last time?” she
demanded.
“Ah,
but I haven’t had my revenge just yet.” Hideo said with a chuckle. “The so
called ‘damages’ I’ve done is nothing compare to what I plan to do next.”
Haru
felt the shiver go down her spine and she eyed him warily, her hands clenched
into fists in case he tried anything. “What are you planning?”
Hideo
was quiet before he let loose a low chuckle, one that erupted into a booming
laughter that struck Haru with fear. “Man oh man, I really have to thank you
here, girl. I never would have imagined that my plan would have gone as
deliciously well as it has so far. And it’s all thanks to you.”
“What
are you talking about?” she demanded.
“My
vendetta is against the Prefect,” Hideo spat out venomously. “I want to hurt
him, grind him into tiny little pieces for being the cocky piece of shit that
he is. A child like him running around with his little toys, messing and
destroying with something he doesn’t need to stick his fucking nose in, all
because he wants to ‘bite things dead’. I will destroy him, I will break him!”
The
tone of his voice held an obsessive quality and Haru was grateful as to how he
remained seated against the wall, remaining far away from her. She wasn’t sure
how she’d react if he was closer to her while performing such a rant.
So her
initial assumption had been right.
This
was a mad man in front of her.
“For
years I wondered how I’d end him. A child of that ferocity and bloodthirst
wouldn’t be so easy to hurt. Destroying that fucking junior high wouldn’t be
enough.” Hideo continued, biting his thumb as he spoke while a foot tapped
insistently against the ground. “A building can be rebuilt. No, that wasn’t
good enough. I needed to hurt that brat where it hurts, but he had no
weaknesses, no one he cared enough to actually affected him if something were
to happen to them... until you came strolling along.”
Haru
flinched when he turned his attention back to her. “What are you talking
about?”
“I’m
talking about you being that Prefect’s little lover bitch.” The man sneered and
Haru’s face flushed at his vulgar words. “I really must thank you. That look on
his face was so delicious when he realized that the school was burning all
thanks to you.”
“That
was not Haru’s fault,” she snapped. “It was all because of-.”
“But if
you hadn’t been such a wonderful distraction, the school would have never been
attacked like that.” Hideo disproved easily. “All of the fucking Prefect’s
attention would have been on the school, as always. But no, he’s been
constantly distracted. He still continued his fucking patrols and beating the
shit of others, but even in the midst of all that, he would still be watching
you. How else did he find you when you were getting that fucking balloon for
that kid?”
Haru’s
jaw dropped slightly. “Y-You saw that?”
“Then
there were your little dates.” Hideo snickered when he saw Haru’s face flush.
“Could the poor Prefect get any more pathetic? He’s lost so much of himself
after getting himself involved with you.”
“Hahi?
That’s not true!”
“Oh,
isn’t it?” Hideo continued, enjoying the conflict in her eyes. “He changed his
patrol routes because of that time you got sick and even willingly held your
hand after one of your pitiable dates. He slowly started to become fond of you
and before he could even realize it, he’s fallen in love with you.”
Haru
almost choked on her non-existent spit, her eyes bugged out as she stared at
Hideo in wonderment. What did he just say right now?
“What
makes this even better is that the stupid Prefect doesn’t even seem to realize
his true feelings for you,” Hideo spat. “But that’s just perfect for me. This
just gives me the opportunity to take advantage of that and finally get my
revenge. I’ll lend him a hand. I’ll help him open his eyes so that he’ll
realize just how important you are to him... and once he does, I’ll crush him.
I’ll destroy his spirit completely. And so, little one,” he gave Haru a
chilling smile, “I must really thank you. Without you, my revenge would have
been impossible to complete.”
“Argh,
I knew this was somehow going to involve that bastard again!” Gokudera growled
angrily as he and the others sat around Tsuna’s kitchen table. He would’ve lit
a cigarette as well, but knew Decimo’s mother didn’t like it when people smoked
inside the house. Instead he began to tap his fingers obsessively on top of the
table.
“So
where do we go from here?” Yamamoto’s voice was soft, a grim frown on his face.
“We
have to find Haru-chan,” Tsuna began and hesitated. “I... I think we should
call Hibari-san about this. He knows Hideo better than all of us so he should
have a higher chance of finding Hideo... and hopefully Haru-chan’s well.”
“It’s
that bastards fault from the beginning anyways.” Gokudera griped. “If it wasn’t
for him, that stupid woman wouldn’t have been kidnapped twice! Why the hell is
that crazy bastard kidnapping that woman for anyways if he’s targeting the
stupid Prefect?”
Yamamoto
casually leaned back on his seat, an unreadable smile on his face. “It’s
because Hibari cares for Haru-chan as well.”
There
was a pause of silence before a yelp from Gokudera and Tsuna. “What?”
Reborn
sighed. “You’re hopeless, Tsuna.”
“Am not!”
Tsuna yelled. “I-I mean, I knew something was going on, but to that level? This
is Hibari-san we’re talking about!”
“Exactly!
What exactly happened that he’d actually care about her? God, I’m getting
goosebumps just thinking about him care about her.” Gokudera began to run his
hands up and down his arms frantically. “Oh man, but that explains why he was
acting so weird while Haru was training with us.”
“As
amusing as it is to see you two have a meltdown over this revelation, Haru-chan
is in trouble.” Bianchi reminded.
“Well
I’m not going to be the one to tell the freaking Prefect if he actually does
care about her. If he goes crazy when Namimori Junior High gets damaged, who
knows how he’d react if he finds out that Haru was kidnapped for the second
time!” Gokudera proclaimed.
After
Hideo left, Haru was left alone in the storage room. Just as before, she was
surrounded in darkness and empty boxes. Her mind was blank other than the words
he had imparted her with.
Hibari
cared about her?
He...
he actually loved her?
She
found that fact hard to grasp, a hand reaching up to touch her head. She felt
the heat radiating from her face and realized how hard she was blushing.
No way!
No way, he didn’t think about her like that! He stole kisses and was
possessive, but that didn’t mean he loved her! Hibari Kyoya was different from
normal boys. He didn’t understand what it was like to actually love someone.
But...
that was exactly what Hideo had said as well. That Hibari was oblivious to the
truth.
Her
throat tightened as she remembered how Hideo proclaimed that he would use
Hibari’s feelings against him. That was just too cruel. One’s feelings were
precious, especially if it was in regards to love. To use that against someone,
as though it was some sort of weapon...
Haru
clenched her eyes shut. She couldn’t allow that to happen. Hibari had been hurt
enough the last time he met Hideo. She refused to allow him to meet that jerk
again!
With
that in mind, Haru stood up and walked towards the door. Hideo probably thought
she was an idiot and wouldn’t dare to dream that the door was unlocked again.
After all, what fool would try the same thing twice? And based on that
assumption, they would actually do the same trick again. But she could tell
what sort of person Hideo was and what type of tricks he would use.
He was
the cocky type and as he had said explicitly before, he wanted to destroy a
person’s spirit. She wouldn’t be surprised if he was trying to use his old plan
again, to have her appear at the grand stage when everything was too late.
Her
hand grasped the lock and slowly turned it, a small smile creeping over her
face when she realized it was indeed unlocked. However, she didn’t open it.
Faintly, she could hear Reborn-chan and Gokudera-kun’s voices in her head.
While she did ask Gokudera-kun for help on how to get stronger, he had mostly
taught her about strategies since his way of fighting would be too dangerous
for her to try and emulate. Not to mention, she refused to smoke no matter
what. Occasionally Reborn-chan would make an input of his own.
Carefully observe your surroundings. Find tools that would be
of use for you. Never act rashly. You must always be in control, both of your
surroundings and of yourself.
Trying
to find a weapon in this place was pointless. Though there were storage boxes in
here, everything was mostly filled with random junk that wouldn’t be useful to
use as a weapon. All together they had some weight, but carrying and then
throwing boxes at people didn’t seem smart. Also, trying to force her way
through, especially when she didn’t even know how many enemies were out there,
would be stupid. She’d probably just get knocked out again and maybe in placed
in a locked room this time.
Haru
bit her lip before crouching down, looking underneath the door to see the feet
roaming around.
Three
people...
Could
she handle three people alone by herself? She had trained with Tsuna-san,
Yamamoto-san, and Gokudera-san, but she had never attempted to fight or defend
herself when she was alone, let alone against three people.
Haru
tightly clenched her hands into fists.
She
didn’t have a choice here.
A loud
feminine scream of pain filled the hallway and one of the thugs lifted his
head. “What was that?”
“Probably
the bitch boss brought in. She must’ve hurt herself while trying to walk around
in that room.” Another remarked, tossing down the cards he was playing with
another muscle-head. “Haha, bitch, got you.”
“Fuck
you!”
There
was a whimper of pain this time.
“...you
don’t think she really hurt herself, do you?”
“Nah,
she probably tripped over something and is whimpering over a small bruise. You
know how chicks are like, crying over everything.”
“Yeah,
but what if she’s really hurt? The boss isn’t going to be happy if she doesn’t
escape out again like last time.”
“Aw
man, can’t you see that I’m on a role here.”
“Shut
up and just come with me.”
The
first thug opened the door, light flitting into the darkness. Finding no one in
the middle of the room, he frowned and entered in, followed by the other two.
It was then he noticed the tower of boxes onto the side. Haru, who was on the
other side of it, leaned against the wall and pushed with her feet against the
boxes, causing the boxes to fall to the side.
“Oh
sh-!” the words were covered in yells and crashes as the boxes fell.
One of
the men was knocked out, buried under the boxes, but there were still two more
to go. Haru rushed towards them. The element of surprise was still with her. It
didn’t matter if she needed to fight dirty. She had to get out of here!
She
kicked the closest man between the legs, the force of it causing the man to
pale drastically before he let out a high pitched scream, falling forward with
his hands clutching the tender organ. From the corner of her eye, she saw the
last remaining thug throwing a punch at her. Haru side-stepped him, though his
fist still skimmed the side of her face. Bearing the pain, Haru threw herself
into the man, using her entire weight to shove him into the wall. All her
exercises with Tsuna-san were paying off since not only was she stronger, she
was a little faster.
There
was a groan of pain as she had shoved him headfirst into the wall. Haru pushed
against the man and stood up, breathing hard as she looked around wildly to
make sure there was no one else about to attack her. Finding none, she rushed
out of the door, locking it behind her.
Her cheek
burned with pain and her blood was pumping quickly throughout her body, but she
had done it. By herself, she had managed to find a way out!
The
triumph was short-lived as she set her priorities straight. She had to get out
of here before anyone else discovered that she was out. Haru looked around and
smiled when she found a long metal pole in the corner of her room.
It
looked heavy, but it would be the perfect sword for her.
Hideo
smiled as he sat on the black bench within one of the many parks of Namimori. A
tall tree was right behind the bench, often providing shade for those who
strolled into the park during the day. Oh how many memories he had of his
place. The scar on his face ached and a vicious smile appeared on his face.
Yes, a great deal of memories indeed.
“I’ll get you, you fucking brat!” Hideo howled with the blood
covering his face, one hand touching the wound while the other leaned against
black bench in front of a large tree. It was hard just trying to stand, several
broken bones and bruised muscles draining him of his strength. “Just watch me!
I’ll get my revenge!”
“Ah,”
Hideo purred softly to himself. “I’m almost there. After all these years...”
His
revenge was soon going to be complete.
::tsuzuku::
AN: Yo, I've finally updated! This fanfic will probably
end in like the next two chapters. I can't promise that you guys will like the
ending though... >__> But as soon as I'm done with this fanfic,
I'll be updating the others! Thank you for your patience!
