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Ari sighed and stretched out on the grass in the middle of the park. It was a really nice day, however it was also one of those very quiet days, where literally nothing interesting seemed to happen, and  she had nothing to do. And so she was bored. Which, if it were to be stated honestly, was a rather rare occurrence, since Ari was usually rather good at finding things to do. She pulled out her phone and tapped at the keys, texting the first person she could think of, which obviously was Ken.

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Ken had his hands stuffed in his pockets, brown eyes focused down on the ground as he cursed under his breath. “Stupid Kaka-pi…not buyin’ me any gum, byon” he grumbled, kicking at the ground, a scowl on his lips. The scowl soon turned into a frown as the scent of blood hit his nose. Blonde brows furrowing together as he followed the scent, nearly gagging as he came to the origin of the blood. Before him stood nearly ten bodies, all of them soaked in blonde, and a rather sadistic Cloud guardian standing over them, small blood spatters staining his cheeks. 

“What the hell are ya doin’? If you’re done with ‘em get the hell out! This place reeks someones gonna come soon, byon” Ken said, knowing that yelling at Hibari for injuring a few useless gang members would only make the man want to injure him, which Ken didn’t want. Sure, the blonde was rather strong, but he was no match for Hibari, the man was on par with Mukuro-san, which was a frightening thought. “I..I’m gonna get goin’, get out of here before the cops come, byon” he murmured, turning away from the alley and scurrying away, not liking the primal look glistening in Hibari’s eyes. 

Calloused hands wrapped around his gorilla cartridge, removing it from his pocket and placing it on his tongue, having it ready to pop in just in case the psychotic cloud decided to come after him. 

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Hibari slowly turned his head towards the one person that dared to come close to him. His cold eyes observed the blond's actions, as the other spoke. "No one will come. The police can't touch me either," he retorted, tone cold as ice.

Ah. That's right... Wasn't this blond called... Joshima Ken? A subordinate of that Illusionist Rokudo Mukuro. A very animalistic person, if he remembers correctly...

After a few seconds of staring at each other, the Prefect was going to open his mouth to order the other to leave immediately if he did not wish to be bitten to death. But before he could open his mouth, the other already left. His eyes followed the blond scurry into the alleyway, disappear behind the corner. "Hmm~...." he hummed, starting to wonder whether Joshima Ken will be able to satisfy his thirst for blood.

Maybe?

"Hehe. Of course, and only for you. Come here silly boy." 

I have friends coming up this weekend so I wont be on much I just wanted to let the people know that I'll have a reply for them soon.