A/N: I always found the idea of these two having a friendship being entirely too cute .w. It's kinda short, but it's a semi-drabble series anyway.

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Hibari Kyoya was fairy busy as the self-instated ruler of Namimori middle. He had only entered the school a month prior, and he hadn't even finished memorising the names and faces of every student. Alas, the skylark couldn't help it if the student body were so unruly that they needed his constant intervention. Quite a few people had rebelled against his regime, and even a month later, a couple of those degenerates remained. Hibari would soon amend their attitude, however.

Although that is why, he told himself, that he barely paid attention to the herbivores that generally followed the rules. When the ones that fought, did drugs, drank alcohol, smoked and trounced were dealt with, Hibari promised himself to deal with the rest. So if he saw a few herbivores that loitered a little too much for his liking, or were slightly scruffy, he merely warned them with a glare and went on his merry way.

It was during one morning that he first caught sight of the brunet herbivore. It was almost time for the bell to ring and homeroom to start. A couple of herbivores were still on the field, rushing to their classrooms. It annoyed the prefect that there were still some persistent late-comers to his school, but it was far, far fewer than the amount when he first enrolled, so he was somewhat satisfied. One herbivore however, was not in a rush. The boy was standing halfway between the gate and the school. Occasionally he gave and hop or a twirl, but kept his back to the prefect. After a moment, Hibari registered that the brunet was whistling. Loitering around and whistling. Unacceptable.

"Herbivore." Hibari growled, prepared to make his way to his new-found prey, when loud, boisterous laughter met his ears. Twisting around, he spotted a group of three making their way towards the gates. Each had dyed their hair against the school rules, and was in possession of numerous uniform violations. They were all atrociously late, and the skylark spied a cigarette between the fingers of the one on the left. The prefect's eyes narrowed, even as his mouth twitched into a feral grin. He'd bite them to death.

After a vicious punishment towards the trio of rule-breakers, Hibari remembered the brunet herbivore he was about to bite before they came along. While scanning the field, he noted with satisfaction that there was nobody in sight, and promptly shoved the strange boy to the back of his mind. Looking at the three unconscious delinquents, Hibari decided he had bigger problems to take care of after all.

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Hibari, while being an extremely disciplined person, was also still relatively young and impulsive. He always had completed all work set out for him before the deadline, but on some occasions, he found himself unwilling to continue with the tiresome work, and so would engage his interest elsewhere for a while. In other words, he would procrastinate.

His main hobby would be climbing onto tall places. Trees, rooftops, poles... anywhere with a vantage point. Secretly, he loved the feeling of looking down upon the herbivore crowds, as if they were hoards of prey for him to simply choose from.

Scanning his eyes over the school grounds (his territory, he mentally reaffirmed), Hibari was pleased to see that everything was in order. There were no herbivores skipping school, trying to crowd around the buildings, littering or smoking. A small amount of pride made itself known to the prefect, having fixed what used to be a disreputable school – although Hibari would never admit that any task was too hard for him, he would allow himself to bask in his achievement. Much like a lion looking over his kingdom, the prefect mused.

After a moment the skylark furrowed his eyebrows in annoyance. The top a brunet herbivore was peeking out of the top of one of the many trees in the courtyard. While Hibari secretly agreed with the other boy's choice of location, napping in trees during class time was breaking the rules (if anyone other than he decided to do it, that is) and required a biting. He could not allow any rule to go unpunished, lest the other herbivores decided to disrespect his reign.

Vaulting over the fence upon the roof, Hibari took out his tonfa in mid-air, kicking off the side of the school building to break his fall. Vaguely he heard shouts from a classroom he passed by, and quirked his lips in amusement. Herbivores. Upon landing, the raven-haired boy stalked towards the tree (which, now that he thought about it, was highly audacious. The herbivore wasn't even bothering to hide from him), releasing his killing intent as he went. He heard what seemed to a mix between a squeak and a squeal from the tree, and grinned.

Rushing forwards, Hibari cut through the foliage with a tonfa, ready to bite the truanting herbivore to death. Yet when the branches gave way, grey eyes widened at the sight before him. Twigs and branches had been moved, piled together to form a nest. Small birds had been resting alongside the edges, contributing a series of feathers that made the nest seem all the more appealing. Hibari had to physically restrain himself from claiming it right away. He had a herbivore to bite.

It was then that he noticed that the nest and tree were both surprisingly empty. He hadn't heard the sounds of any retreating student, and the courtyard was entirely empty. Furrowing his brows, the prefect had to decide between pursuing his prey, and settling in the nest. Although looking at the beautiful creation, the returning birds and the heavenly sunlight streaming through... maybe he had imagined the herbivore after all. It might have been a real animal, and not a student. Nodding once to himself, the prefect decided that there was, for once, nobody to bite. With a pleased sound, Hibari quickly settled into the nest, removing his jacket to take his daily nap. Yes, he quite liked his new den.

Later, after a particularly brutal biting towards some herbivore who dared litter around the tree his nest was in, the entirety of Namimori middle knew not to venture anywhere near the prefect's nest.