A/N: Yay another chapter. Hehe. Oh and just so you know, this is in high school. All the KHR junk already happened.

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What?

Oh…oh no.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

Harry stared wide eyed at Hibari standing across from him, wearing a school uniform and a devious smirk. It was like his whole world had crashed down around him with HIbari standing at the center of it. How had this happened…he didn't…Hibari hadn't looked like student.

Oh god. I had sexual relations with a student.

"This here is Hibari-san. He's the head of the disciplinary committee. He'll consult you with related matters."

Harry was still frozen as Hibari drew his hand forward. His eyes drifted down to those slim fingers and images from that night a few days ago flashed through his head. He swallowed nervously before reaching out for the handshake.

He tried not to, but he couldn't help the blush that flew across his cheeks when Hibari squeezed his hand just a little too sensually. Of course with the straight face Hibari had going on, no one would expect anything, especially not the school's principal standing right next to Harry.

He felt like crying.

"It's nice to meet you."

Harry nodded his head meekly at the short greeting, eyes resolutely stuck to the floor.

"Y-Yes…nice to meet you too."

Hibari gave his hand one last squeeze before letting go, sliding his fingers along the inside of his wrist as he did so. Harry was ashamed to admit that it sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine. I am such a bad adult; getting turned on by a high school student…

"If you'll excuse me…"

The principle jumped before quickly responding to Hibari. If Harry wasn't mistaken, he was sure he saw a little fear in the principle.

"Ah, yes, yes. I'm sure you have a lot to do. Don't mind us!"

Hibari's eyes twinkled deviously before he turned abruptly on the spot. The jacket sitting on his shoulders swooshed gracefully as he walked off. Harry waited until Hibari was completely out of his site before asking the principle a question.

"Who exactly was that, Saito-san?"

The principle jumped in fright again. What was it about Hibari that rattled the principle so?

"Listen closely Potter-sensei. Hibari may only be a third year high school student, but he has the entire town under his thumb. Just…just don't make him mad. He has a habit of…of biting people to death."

Harry's eyes widened as he listened to the principle. Was Hibari a gang leader or something? Just what kind of person had he gotten mixed up with? Harry had thought he had left that kind of thing behind when he moved to Japan. Just who is Hibari Kyouya?

"Thanks…Saito-san. I'll be sure to heed your words."

Harry watched the principle walk away from him before turning his gaze down the direction Hibari had left in. He stood there for a few seconds before groaning and running a hand down his face. He so didn't need this.

Just ignore it…hopefully Hibari won't try bothering me too much.

"Sensei, do you need help with that?"

Harry looked in the direction of the voice and saw that is was Sawada Tsunayoshi, one of his students. He smiled as he juggled the weight of the boxes he was trying to carry to his office.

"Actually yes, that would be wonderful."

He handed Tsuna one of the boxes before continuing walking down the hall. His first day of classes had been pretty good so far and as far as Harry could tell, all of the students seemed to like him. He smiled to himself at that thought. It was nice having people look up to him and ask him for help.

He made small talk with Tsuna as the continued down the halls before a certain prefect ran across his mind. Maybe it was best to get a second opinion…the way everyone seemed to react to him just seemed strange to him. Was he really so bad?

"Tsuna-san…what do you know about Hibari-san?"

Tsuna jumped in fright at the mention of the name before laughing awkwardly.

"W-What do you want to know about H-Hibari-san?"

Harry hummed in thought.

"…everyone just seems so afraid of him, why is that?"

Harry noticed they were in front of his office and juggled the box he was carrying in one arm as he slid open the door. He let Tsuna walk in first before following him and setting the box down on his desk.

"Well…uh…how do I put this…Hibari-san is really violent. That's not to say he's bad! But…he has a habit of 'biting people to death'."

Harry looked up at Tsuna from where he had been unpacking books from the boxes in question.

"Biting people to death…?"

"Um…with his tonfas."

"Tonfas? You mean the batons police use?"

"…Un."

Harry furrowed his brows. Hibari was a high school student, yet no one questioned why he was allowed to carry weapons around?

"And the teachers allow this?"

Tsuna stared at him with wide eyes, as if he had never thought of the teachers allowing Hibari to do anything. Harry found it very confusing that a student seemed to have more power than the teachers.

"That is…I mean…yes?"

Harry watched how Tsuna seemed to be struggling to explain the situation to him and sighed before letting him go.

"It's alright, you can go now. I'm sure I can ask the other teachers about this."

Tsuna hesitated before nodding and walking to the door. He hesitated again at the threshold before turning around and saying one last thing.

"People may be scared of Hibari-san…but he's really a good person at heart. To Hibari-san…Namimori is something precious. That is to say…um…please don't judge him without getting to know him yourself."

Tsuna blushed at being so forward before bowing and running out of the room. Harry watched the empty doorway with an amused smile before laughing and turning back to set up his office.

'A good person', huh?

Harry thought back to the way Hibari had been so determined to repay him after Harry had nursed him back to health. A blush grew across his face at the memory.

Yeah…I guess I can see that…

Harry stretched before looking over his finished office space. His books were stacked neatly in the small bookcase, the filing cabinet was sorted and cleaned, and all his little plants and knickknacks were in their proper place.

Last but not least, Harry set down a picture frame containing his late parents on the corner of his desk. He smiled sadly at their happy faces.

Would you be proud of me?

He thought they would. At least he hoped so.

He shook off that train of thought before sitting down in his chair to try and tackle the papers he had to go over. He was about half-way through when the door to his office slid open. He looked up and he froze at the site of Hibari standing there. He watched warily as Hibari walked in and closed the door behind him, the sound of the lock clicking into place echoing in his ears.

"Um…Hibari-san…can I help you with something?"

Hibari made no comment as he walked closer to Harry's desk, setting down a stack of papers he had been holding in front of him. Harry blinked before picking the stack up and looking over them. His brow furrowed. There was a list of students to watch out for as well as a checklist for supplies he might need.

Harry was so focused on the papers in front of him and some of the absurd rules on the last page (no sakura tree's allowed within school property?) that he didn't noticed Hibari move behind his chair until it was too late. He froze when he noticed arms slide around his shoulders and settle on the desk, effectively trapping him between them. He gulped and tried to ignore the heat coming from the chest leaning on his back.

"Um…Hibari-san…I think I can handle the rest on my own now."

"Hm…?"

He felt Hibari's breath against his ear and shivered at the chill it sent down his spine.

"That is um…I'll send someone up with the packet when I'm done with it."

He felt a tongue slide against his ear and he froze before jumping in his chair.

"Stop!"

He had twisted around, jumping out of his chair and leaning back against the desk behind him. He felt a sense of dread when Hibari simply kicked the chair out of the way and closed the distance between them.

"And why should I?"

Harry's hands were on Hibari's chest now, trying to keep him from getting too close. It wasn't helping much. Harry had never really been too strong. He turned his head to the side when Hibari was close enough to kiss him, only to curse in his head when he latched onto his neck instead.

"You're….you're a student. I'm a teacher. This is wrong! I…I don't want to lose my first job."

His chin was grabbed by strong fingers and he couldn't fight the blush when he was forced to look into Hibari's eyes.

"I decide what's wrong or not, herbivore."

And then he was being kissed and he knew he was doomed.

A/N: Lol Harry, trouble just loves you.