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Apr. 1st, 2010 02:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaAdelheid spat blood out on the rough concrete of the Namimori school roof.
"What…" Roughly she swiped the sleeve of her uniform across the blood dripping down her forehead before it could reach her eye. She stood on unsteady legs, one garter had snapped and now that thigh-high was starting to droop down her leg. It's a brief battle with her OCD to keep from pulling the sock back up. Adelheid cannot stand to be disheveled; she absolutely DESPISES not looking her best. "Who are you."
The flame wrapped around the ring on Adelhaid's finger sputters and begins to die before roaring back to life. She swings at the 'Disciplinary Committee' prefect.
Purple tonfa block her way, and a leg sweeps her feet out from under her. Then a light teenage male is straddling her hips and a chilly metal tonfa (no ring flames) is pressed against her throat.
"Hibari Kyouya." Blood drops down from a cut above Hibari's eye and his teeth flash white between crimson lips. A purple bruise disappears under the slightly undone collar of his shirt. "And I am going to bite you to death."
Firm teeth catch on her bottom lip, and they stare into each other's eyes.
Not romantically, not sappily. They stare like two hunters waiting for their prey to make the wrong move.
Hibari bites down before thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
And all they can taste is blood and each other.
"What…" Roughly she swiped the sleeve of her uniform across the blood dripping down her forehead before it could reach her eye. She stood on unsteady legs, one garter had snapped and now that thigh-high was starting to droop down her leg. It's a brief battle with her OCD to keep from pulling the sock back up. Adelheid cannot stand to be disheveled; she absolutely DESPISES not looking her best. "Who are you."
The flame wrapped around the ring on Adelhaid's finger sputters and begins to die before roaring back to life. She swings at the 'Disciplinary Committee' prefect.
Purple tonfa block her way, and a leg sweeps her feet out from under her. Then a light teenage male is straddling her hips and a chilly metal tonfa (no ring flames) is pressed against her throat.
"Hibari Kyouya." Blood drops down from a cut above Hibari's eye and his teeth flash white between crimson lips. A purple bruise disappears under the slightly undone collar of his shirt. "And I am going to bite you to death."
Firm teeth catch on her bottom lip, and they stare into each other's eyes.
Not romantically, not sappily. They stare like two hunters waiting for their prey to make the wrong move.
Hibari bites down before thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
And all they can taste is blood and each other.
