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"I hate you."
八十 Oh. Well that was kind of blunt. A joke maybe? But... Hibari wasn’t really the sort... Ahh-
“M-maa... Hibari... Was it something I did recently?”
He couldn’t even recall the last time he’d broken a window, although arriving late for class... that had happened a few times.
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“ Hi..bari-san..? W-Why do you ask? ….Um… He’s…? He’s…
Rude- I mean.. He’s.. uh.. hard to miss? Captivating. Walks with this air of confidence. Has an intimidating aura, steel-blue gaze that should snare your attention and render you frozen. A step into his vicinity and you should know your place– or… learn the hard way.
He’s.. capable, of many things. I admire him for knowing what he wants, going after it, or keeping it under a firm grasp at all times. An individual that is fit to rule. To discipline, to keep under control– his control.
He has this stubborn dedication that is hard to budge that I think.. at the same time, is beautiful and frustrating.. to be honest. But it’s incredible to put so much into a school, a town, and to protect it at all costs– And to succeed ..even if I don’t always agree with his methods.
He’s uh.. definitely strong…physically and mentally. I find it amazing how he looks to challenge himself, as if even his strength isn’t enough yet.. Like.. Working to continue and improve himself in any way. ..And despite being somewhat ( bloodthirsty ).. violent, he somehow moves with grace too–
A-Ah… Um. I…! …I aspire to be more like him in one way or another. ”
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He grinned at the excitement in Hibari’s eyes. The lack of action around was enough to even drive Takeshi to boredom. He followed suit, idly rubbing his thumb on the hilt of his sword. He knew enough of the atrocities the world has plunged into after it went to hell to recognize the vulgarity and darkness has infected these strangers.
There was probably no use trying to negotiate with them, not that Hibari was even interested. He always felt that the other man would have flourished in this world even alone. But they had met Hibari, and the latter was a formidable ally in times like this.
He easily knocked down a few men that tried to overwhelm him with the strength of numbers. While Takeshi was outnumbered, he was definitely not weak. He squatted down next to one of the fallen men, absently digging through his pockets. Nothing but a pack of empty cigarette and a lighter, a few coins and a tattered-looking wallet with no money and a few old cards. He tossed the wallet aside and kept the lighter. It might come in useful.
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3. Our muses are looking for supplies together when they run into some not-so-friendly humans.
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“Oh, look at them!” He cried out suddenly, although he was careful to make sure his voice stayed below speaking level. He has been out with Hibari on enough supply runs that he understood how annoyed the man get if he talked too loudly. “Humans!”
He hopped on his feet nimbly and excitedly as he peered over the pile of abandoned, empty boxes. Can’t blame him for being thrilled. He hasn’t seen any other living humans other than his own group of friends for a long time. He glanced back at Hibari momentarily, before looking back at the group of men up ahead.
“Hmm, nasty-looking humans.” He concluded after a few seconds of contemplating silence and observation. It doesn’t seemed they have a choice but to go through the other group if they wished to head back to their base.
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It wasn’t rare for her to seek out his company on lonely nights when she needed company due to those ever reoccurring night terrors of hers. It became habit to settle down beside him.wrapping her coat around her shoulders to keep warm as she’d sought out the warmth of his company. Sitting in silence for sometime before her glance turned towards him. Slender cold fingers wound between the gaps in his own callused hands as she’d pulled his hands into the sleeves of her sweater to keep them warm.
Still not uttering a sound but it was clear that she wished for his affection.
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“Well, isn’t it obvious? You’re my cute student!” Who asks extremely bad questions at extremely bad times.
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Scary strong- Intimidating? Bossy- Authoritative?
“ You are.. Uh.. You’re.. very..? ..Hands---” STOP. And now she has an extremely difficult time looking into the eyes she kind of..? Admired..?
“ Hands...? You have very nice hands..!! ” NO. That wasn’t exactly right either. Well, it’s true TOO.. Maybe, but..
“ I mean. You... You run a very good school. ”
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The corners of her lips are barely dipped in a small fraction of a frown while a thin slip of paper is clutched tightly in her hand as she marches down the empty hall. Slightly peeved at the response she had received, she is not at all looking forward to the meeting with this guy.·
Who gives a sentence to a paragraph? The nerves! And the point of her telling him where she would be, is so that he comes to her-- What manners- Or rather NO manners. Who. Does. He. Think. He. IS?!
She was only being polite and·reasonable, sending him that letter. Shouldn’t the student council sit on top of everything else? Is the disciplinary committee not a branch of that? The only thing above her position, the president, should be the school staff.·
The female puts a halt to her train of irritated thoughts once she reaches the reception room ( one too spacious and unfitting for a committee like this ). A deep breath, not because she is afraid ( regardless of all the whispered, frightened rumors she had heard ) but because she needs to calm down. And the weather isn’t making it any easier.
Two soft knocks on the door, and she firmly announces her arrival,·“ Nanase Sakura, student council president. ”
