Mitsukuni (Hunny)

I've read a few on here but they're all about some really short chick with a stuffed animal just like hunny-senpai's but different, and they're alot older then they look, and they love sweets. That's lame and unoriginal, can't they think of characters with less dull personalities. You know how the saying goes. "Opposites attract." Besides I read on the manga that the author made Hunny to like older woman, not teenage girls that look like pedo-bait. Though he shouldn't be talking. (Neither should I. Lulz.)

You dash down the street, running at full speed, barely avoiding crashing into people. Your interview for a new job was in 10 minutes and they told you to get there early.

"Damn it , damn it, damn IT!" You thought while jumping over another hedge.

Your legs started to give way from the difficult course your grandfather made you take the previous evening. He was a retired martial arts instructor but started training you after you were beat up in grade 6. Being a natural lazy teenage, you're not very good at it though you still practice every week.

"Stupid old man," You bitched at him in your mind. " you're so old, how can you yell so loudly?"

You slowed to a jog, trying to catch your breathe, and to get a look at the surroundings. The bakery was still a few blocks away.

"It's pretty crazy out here right now, must be rush hour." The cars flashed by while you stood at the sidewalk, waiting for the light to turn green. You watched as a blonde-haired boy was preoccupied with his pink stuffed-bunny, laughing and tossing it up in the air. He didn't notice the light was red and started to walk across the dangerous intersection.

"HEY!" You called out hoping he could hear you in time. But he didn't and still walked farther out to his doom. You sprinted towards the boy trying to get there in time.

"Watch out!" You yelled as speeding car came barelling down the highway, just a few yards away. You didn't think, just acted. Following a running-jump you kick-slammed the side of the vehicle just before it hit the boy. Everything felt like it was in slow motion, the people around you screaming, the screeching of wheels and metal. You face inchs away from the almost dead boys. Your eyes meet his, a mask of shock was written well across his visage, right before the pain erupted through your leg and up your spine. That's all you remember before you black out.