I set two alarms so I got up nice and early. Katerina was already cooking, so I had a nice breakfast of eggs and bacon. Then I got dressed into my favourite clothes; a short sleeved light blue and white hoodie, khaki shorts and my Nike sneakers.
To prevent my allowance from getting stolen I'd taken to hiding most of it in a locker box, found in the attic, under my bed. It had a combination lock so Masamune couldn't get in even if he did manage to find it. I brought enough money with me to get into the aquarium and some extra cash for lunch.
Slowing to a walk as the aquarium came into view I felt excitement bubble in my stomach. I'd never actually been to an aquarium before so I didn't know what we were supposed to do there. I figure I'd just follow Hibari around and then we'd get some lunch or something. I checked my watch, 7:42; I'll get there in plenty of time. Then I heard his voice behind me.
"Why are you so happy, baka Sora." Oh sterco, why today, why now? Why, oh, why isn't Honda Daichi in the basketball club like Masamune? I don't have the will nor the time to deal with him or his troops right now. Not bothering to acknowledge him I dash down the street.
I run as fast as I can, but soccer makes him a fast runner, not to mention there was like twenty of them and they were taller than me. Why must I be so damn short! It would only be a matter of time when they catch me, but if I could just make it to the aquarium then maybe...
Yes! There it is! Just a little bit farther. Hope flared as I run out of the streets and into the aquarium's car park. The victory was short lived when I was grabbed by my long ponytail. Merda, I should have just cut it off…
"How dare you run from me!" Baldy (though he now has full head of dark brown hair) growls as he punches me in the gut. "Don't get cocky just because Masamune-sama isn't around!"
"Looks like dame Sora needs to be taught a lesson." Eyebrow girl sneers evilly.
They toss me to the ground and form a circle as they start beating the living daylights out of me. I curl up into a ball to reduce the damage. Hurry up and finish already! I have plans today! Suddenly, a boy cries out as he's flung into the wall by an oh-so-familiar metal whip.
"Stop crowding herbivores, disappear or I'll bite you to death." Everyone freezes at the sound of Hibari's monotone voice. Dio, I never thought I'd be happy to hear that phrase.
"Boy, am I glad to see him. Wow that felt weird." You can say that again. Seriously I'm being saved by the guy that tried to kill me on my first day of school! The whole becoming friends with him thing hasn't really sunk in yet.
"Yo, Hibari-san," Baldy started arrogantly, taking a step towards him. Bam! Hibari's whip smacks him clean in the face. He'll be getting a black eye from that, and his nose is bleeding. He should totally keep that look; it was definitely an improvement.
"Crowding is not allowed." His eyes flashed dangerously as he raised his weapon to strike at the already fleeing kids.
Before he could bite anyone else to death I lunged forward and catch the whip, gasping for breath and clutching my stomach. Having already faced him a couple of times I knew how to block it without getting my hand sliced open by its sharp edges, while keeping a firm enough grip so he can't attack again. "Don't, per favore."
He stared at me shock and confusion evident on his face, before he composed himself and glared at the backs of the escaping bullies. Since they don't stand a chance against Hibari they'll definitely take their revenge out on me… Fantastico…
With a sigh I drop Hibari's whip, which he then stores away Dio-knows-where, and brush the dirt off my clothes. Even when he's not wearing his uniform he still looks neat and tidy. He's got on a simple black hooded jacket, a plain white shirt, denim shorts and purple and black sneakers. How the heck can someone look so formal in such informal clothing?
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FanfictionCielo "Sora" Sawada is different. He was walking and talking fluently at two. He has mismatched eye colours. He's downright clumsy. Between the bad grades, having next to no friends, no athletic ability and his twin's bullying you can say life reall...
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