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Post by LovelessTuna on Jul 2, 2011 10:02:42 GMT -9
Two single hearts on fire... This is a 1x1 roleplay between LovelessTuna and SkylarkKyouya. Other members are barred from posting here. If you have a comment, please send it in a message.
This roleplay will be canon, with some AU elements. The characters participating are Yamamoto Takeshi and Hibari Kyouya.LovelessTuna~ Yamamoto TakeshiSkylarkKyouya~ Hibari KyouyaLet's make this moment worth the while... 8018/1880 |
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Post by Skylark on Jul 2, 2011 10:24:45 GMT -9
Emotions were uneeded....For Hibari Kyouya.They were seen as a burden and a waste of energy in his metalic grey eyes.They reflected the soul of an untamed,wild personality.Unrestrained from the start,the prefect couldn't hate anything more than whatever might bound him.
Emotions were,perhaps,his worst fear.
It was an unknown fear...since Hibari lacked the emotions to bind him from a young age,he didn't know what they felt like.Therefore,he didn't know how to be afraid of them.But,that feeling of dread and caution wells up whenever he feels a tinge in his heart...The teen visibly twitched as something stirred within him as he gazed down at the mess he made...of a group of what he calls 'herbivores'.
''....Come near my school again-'' his distant voice warned ''I really will bite you all to death.''he pointed a blood soaked tonfa at the crumpled form of a boy sat in a puddle of blood and maybe some other bodily fluid on the ground before him.The boy was beyond screaming,he merely clutched his broken arm and shuffled backwards clumsily,away from the metal weapon which gave off an eerie silver glint like the sharp eyes that stared over him mercilessly.
Hibari didn't know how many of the herbivore's 'friends' were alive,unconcious...or something less curable.He didn't care.Not one bit,as he turned away and began to walk down the dark street.His actions made him appear like a machine,the tiny wounds on his body barely felt.Sometimes,Hibari quietly wondered whether he was still....remotely human anymore.
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Post by LovelessTuna on Jul 2, 2011 12:22:40 GMT -9
A nameless man aimed his gun and cocked it with an audible "click." Yamamoto Takeshi stared down the muzzle, his head angled to the side.
This mafia game is sure exhilarating; Almost as much as baseball! Those guns sure looked real.
A tiny smile wormed its way onto his face at that thought. With a flick of his wrist, he brought the baseball bat between himself and the gun. The nameless man chuckled and waved off Yamamoto's weapon as a joke.
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That's when he swung that bat at a blindingly fast pace, not even noticing when it transformed into a slim katana. The sword knocked the gun onto the concrete. The sound of the gun going off as it touched down was deafening, but Yamamoto barely even flinched.
He had his game face on now. After all, he took his games very seriously.
The man had ran off before the gun had reached its destination, but he didn't make it far enough away. The bullet fired had bounced off the brick alley wall and tore through the man's shoulder, bringing the man to his knees a few yards away.
Yamamoto blinked and turned on his heel. He was going to be late for baseball practice at this rate.
Did he feel sorry for the man? Yes, he felt some sympathy- sympathy that the man had played the game in the first place. When you play the game, you take risks, Yamamoto reminded himself.
There can only be one winner. In order for there to be a winner, there must be a loser.
Yamamoto Takeshi didn't lose.
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Post by Skylark on Jul 2, 2011 12:43:35 GMT -9
''Tch...'' Hibari tutted in disgust as he dragged himself back to the school grounds.Somehow,the herbivores from earlier had overwhelmed him in shear numbers,managing to wound his left leg.It was a thin but long cut over the length of his thigh...The material of Hibari's school trousers were ripped wide open,exposing the cut to the cool evening air.Looking back,Hibari grimaced at the faint trail of blood behind him.Good thing it was the weekend and most of the students going for club practice are using the sportsgrounds on the other side of the school or indoors.No one should spot the trail of red coming from the Nami-chu's main gate...
At least,Hibari hoped so.The least he wanted was herbivores disturbing the peace by worrying their petty little heads over a bit of spilt blood,or starting rumours.It's not like Namimori hasn't seen enough incidents already.
''Stupid mafia herbivores....'' Hibari muttered,almost snarling at the ridiculous amount of trouble he had to deal with ever since Sawada Tsunayoshi and his brigade of foolish friends got involved in the mafia.Hibari wanted to kick them all out of the school for a while now.
His homicidal phase began to die down a bit as he trudged his way along the fencing around the baseball field.The tiny space between the fence and the building was a shortcut to a backdoor only teachers use,which of course,Hibari uses also despite him being a student.But the teachers are not dumb enough to oppose the Head of the Disciplinary committee if they wanted to keep their jobs...and amongst other things.
Hibari stuck to the shadows,still half in a daze,unable to hear the sound of metal bats connecting with their targets.The herbivores should be too busy concentrating to see the prefect,blood stained and injured,stalking along the fence to a backdoor off-limits to students.
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Post by LovelessTuna on Jul 2, 2011 12:53:48 GMT -9
Yamamoto knew better than this, but if he didn't cut through the school and use the teachers' back door, he would be late. If caught, he would land himself a spot in detention.
...The team would be awfully disappointed if their star player had to sit out during the next game due to tardiness, though.
With that in mind, he attempted to sneak out that door. He was doing a pretty good job at being quiet, really. He might actually get away with it!
With a happy-go-lucky smile, he tugged open the door.
...And let it shut again.
Even the idiot he is knew he needed to disappear. He had just come almost face-to-face with Hibari, after all. Sitting out a game suddenly didn't seem to bad; Certainly better than the alternative of never being able to use that arm again, which might happen if Hibari caught him.
Shit tacos, he was in a bind.
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Post by Skylark on Jul 2, 2011 13:09:57 GMT -9
The tonfa,still crusted with blood,were drawn out of pure instinct.Hibari jumped back,bumping into the fence and hissed when the door opened.A glimpse was enough.He knew who it was.His grey eyes narrowed at the door and glared so hard that he was the fool behind it can feel it.With his uninjured leg,he swung it and aimed his foot at the door.The leather shoes clashed with the door and it flew open violently,the poor hinges almost serving their purpose for the last time.
''....What...do you think you were doing...?'' Hibari stepped inside,wavering slightly on his injury and glared at the taller teen with venom ''Yamamoto Takeshi...'' his fringe hung messily over his metalic eyes,soaked with sweat from fighting and freckled with red.
Not sure ,or even caring for that matter,whether the door had hit the baseball team's ace or not,Hibari shoved passed the other boy with as much force he could muster.He was fully aware of his awful physical state and as much as he'd normally chew any rule-breakers up over this type of thing,his body and mind still had limits.
''Get lost,herbivore...If I catch you trying to use this door again,the baseball team will have to find a replacement.'' he threatened,hoping to drive Yamamoto away with his words ''Don't you dare walk out through that door.Walk around the building like you should have.'' he added before stumbling towards the staircase,his thin frame about to lose balance at any moment.
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Post by LovelessTuna on Jul 2, 2011 13:18:08 GMT -9
He should have said, "Yes, Hibari! Anything you say, Hibari!" and scrambled out to baseball practice; He probably would have made it just in the nick of time.
But, being the lovable idiot that he is, he just stared straight at the Disciplinary Committee leader and said almost with stupid obviousness, "Hibari, you're bleeding."
Derp.
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Post by Skylark on Jul 2, 2011 13:27:24 GMT -9
The...pure...idiodicy of that obvious statement made Hibari lose his balance.
Not the actual injury.
But the words of a stupid herbivore made Hibari tilt forwards right when he was about to ascend the stairs.The prefect braced himself as his knees buckled and crashed down on the stairs.He grunted at the momentary sting he felt in the cut on his leg and his aching muscles.Normally,under better conditions,Hibari would've ignored such a comment.But that was....just stupid.
''....Well done,you're not blind.'' he muttered a sarcastic comment and reached for the railings to haul himself up.With a sharp intake of breath,Hibari straightened himself and prepared the agonizing journey towards his office on the second floor.
''....Why are you still standing there?I told you to get lost already!'' he hissed out of pure irritation and disbelief that Yamamoto Takeshi was still there,standing and staring.''Nnngh...''he flinched as the stinging is finally getting to him.
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Post by LovelessTuna on Jul 2, 2011 13:31:49 GMT -9
"Did you get hurt playing the mafia game?" Yamamoto cocked his head to the side like a confused puppy. He didn't actually expect Hibari to answer. "I'll walk with you." He flashed a smile. "Just in case, ya know? We can't have Hibari pass out in the hallway."
Game, start.
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Post by Skylark on Jul 3, 2011 2:09:07 GMT -9
''I'm not going to pass out,you foolish herbivore.'' Hibari muttered through gritted teeth.He was careful not to waste energy being pissed off,otherwise he really might pass out.
''What mafia game...'' he grumbled after and started walking,or rather,started to pull himself up the stairs via the railings.
''Don't follow me...I hate crowding.Get lost already.'' he gave the baseball club's ace an icy glare and continued on his way.That dumb grin on the other boy's face really annoyed him.More than his insistance and lack of ability to get a hint.
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Post by LovelessTuna on Jul 3, 2011 6:23:46 GMT -9
Yamamoto knew that Hibari had more self-preservation than to waste energy attacking him right now. 'Right now' being the key words, but Yamamoto was more concerned about making sure Hibari didn't pass out anywhere.
Maybe it was the fact that he wouldn't back down from a challenge; Maybe he was just plain stupid.
He kept following Hibari, at a distance, to ensure that he violent prefect would make it back safe. Heck, doing so would even be a favor to Tsuna.
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Post by Skylark on Jul 3, 2011 7:33:02 GMT -9
The routine trip to his office had never felt so long dreadful before...Hibari had to rest after every few yards,damn did he felt the need for his school to put in some escalators.His breaths were uneven and heaving at some point but,he dared not waver in his steps since he knows that Yamamoto Takeshi was still following like a carefree shadow.
Once in the quiet hallway,Hibari began to quicken his steps since the gound was flat now.His shuffling finally got him to his office and he let a sigh of relief.Sure that Yamamoto was going to continue his uneeded watchfulness,Hibari didn't bother locking the office door once he was inside.With haste and the need to distract himself from throwing the other boy out,litterally,Hibari rummaged under his desk to pull out a first aid box.
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Post by LovelessTuna on Jul 3, 2011 11:22:15 GMT -9
Yamamoto (stupidly) followed Hibari into his office and leaned against the door. He knew better than to offer to help again; He'd linger until he was sure nothing would happen to the Cloud Guardian.
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Post by Skylark on Jul 3, 2011 11:35:17 GMT -9
Hibari sat gingerly onto the sofa in his office,neatly putting the items he needed from the first aid box next to him.He ripped his left trouser leg which was beyond repair.His pale,slender leg was freed from the cloth and the extent of the cut was evident.It was thin and lengthly,stretching across Hibari's thigh painfully.
''Tch...'' he glowered,annoyed that some herbivore could manage this.He began to spray some disinfectant onto the wound,cleaning it with a cotton pad as well,the pinky mix of fluid trickling down his leg.
''.....Could go the hell away already?It's disturbing being watched.'' He hissed at the unwelcome guest at the door as he began to unravel some bandage....which he happens to lack the skills to wrap properly.
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Post by LovelessTuna on Jul 3, 2011 12:32:32 GMT -9
Yamamoto frowned a little, watching Hibari mess with the bandages clumsily. Odd.
"How about I wrap that up for you?" Yamamoto offered with an easy grin; He was pretty good at patching himself up. "I won't say anything to anyone."
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