Katekyo Hitman Reborn!/Ouran High School Host Club, Haruhi/Tsuna, hiding, they are all crazy.
I have no words to justify this. My apologies. ---
Tsuna could do nil but hold his breath as the door of the storage room opened, a lone figure looming in the hazy light that filtered in. It wasn't until a few moments passed that his eyes adjusted, and he noticed a thankfully unfamiliar face there - a coffee haired girl dressed in boys clothing. How odd.
"Hey! What are you doing in the janitor's closet?"
And asking questions... How suspicious.
With all haste the boy jumped to his feet, pulling the brunette inside and shutting the door behind them. "Shh! I'm hiding! Keep your voice down..."
"Oh, hiding? I'm hiding too actually. Fancy that." Haruhi ambled over to the other side of the small space, taking a seat on the floor.
"You don't look too worried about it."
The girl seemed to ponder this. "I am. But I'm about two minutes ahead of those in pursuit, so I have a little time up my sleeve before I need to get worried."
"I see." Tsuna refrained from scratching his head at the girl's confusing response. "Well, I just have to be really careful. I've got a crazed group of boys after me, and I never know what they'll do."
"Funny. I've got a crazed group of boys after me too."
Tsuna's mind boggled. "You don't say."
"I do. And you know what I think? One day someone's going to grope me by accident. Then it'll be all over. My life, that is."
"Yeah... Strangely, I know exactly what you mean."
"Really? You mean you're not really a boy either?"
"What? No!" Haruhi was looking at the him with a funny expression on her face, eyeing him up and down. "I am a boy and all my bits are firmly in place, thank you! They're just--! Uh, never mind."
"Right. Then why are these boys after you exactly?"
Tsuna sighed. "They want to get in my pants."
"...Oh."
"What about you?"
"They want to dress me up like an Ancient Egyptian, then have me serve outrageously expensive tea and wafers in porcelain that costs more than more than my house does, to a bunch of selfish female upper-class idiots with no sense of morality."
"I see... You know, I think I can hear them coming. I better split before I get cornered. Or shot at. Excuse me--" Backing away rapidly, the redhead flung himself from the janitor's closet and took off at great speed, hoping all the while that that crazy girl in boys clothing wasn't some diversion Reborn had instigated to keep him from running again. Because he would do that, oh yes, he was sure he would.