A late KHR Halloween fic for everyone! Trick or Treat! :D
Fandom: Reborn!
Pairing: Hibari Kyoya (18) / Miura Haru (86)
"No."
"H-Hahi!" Haru blinked in surprise and stood above him, obscuring his form from the sun. "But why?"
"I said no." Hibari opened his eyes in irritation. "Stop pestering me or I'll bite you to death."
Haru glared at his sleeping form, unable to get what she wanted. It was a fairly good idea but when she asked the Administration Office whether she can pursue her plans or not, they directed her to him.
Hibari Kyoya, the President of the Disciplinary Committee, who, in her mind, practically owned Namimori High.
And Haru knew that he was a pain in the ass.
"Hibari-san!" She crouched down, her face now pleading. "Please let Haru use Nami-chuu! Haru won't litter and Haru won't provide alcohol--"
Hibari stood up and held her wrists, glaring at her in a ferocious way. Haru gulped, she knew she was taking her chances here. After all, interrupting Hibari in his sleep meant instant death.
"Why would I?" Haru searched for his tonfas--they weren't around. "You're not even a student here."
Hibari smirked, Haru huffed.
He was playing with her.
"That's beside the point." She retorted. "Haru just wanted to spend time with Tsuna-san and the others."
"Do it in the herbivore's house, then." Hibird suddenly came and landed on his head. "Don't do it in my school."
Haru huffed and sat down in front of him. Truth was, she wasn't just throwing the party for Tsuna, but for the other guardians, as well. And she knew that if she planned on doing the party on Tsuna's house, then only a selected few will show up.
Excluding Hibari Kyoya.
And Haru doesn't want that.
"No!" Haru glared at him and shouted, conviction dripping from her mouth. "If we do the party in Tsuna-san's house, Hibari-san won't come!"
Haru flushed scarlet right after, earning a frown from the man in front of her.
"And Tsuna-san's not a herbivore!"
Hibari scowled and Haru gulped. If there were any chances for him agreeing with her plans earlier, she was sure that they were already flushed down and stomped on. With a strong pull, Haru landed on his chest and the predatory look on Hibari's face was enough for her to keep her mouth shut.
"Then you're the herbivore--"
"No way! Haru's going to dress as a cat--"
"Are you now?" Hibari's eyebrow shot upwards in amusement and he gripped her tightly by the waist. "Too bad the herbivore's going to miss it."
Before Haru could even open her mouth to retort, Hibari closed her mouth with his.
"No." Hibari gently shoved her aside and stood up. "I won't allow you to do your party here."
"B-But," Haru was still blushing. "H-Haru already has the costume--"
"Save it for my birthday, then."
Hibari smirked and left--content that he had reduced Miura Haru into a blushing mute.