So, here I go again. This was inspired from The Mafia Loves You! by FallenBleedingAngel over on Ao3, and my story, Rebellion, on FictionPress. Lucifer is my main protagonist over there, and I recommend heading over there and checking it out if you want t get the bigger picture. And you'll get a better grasp of Lucifer's true potential.
And just a heads up, I fully intend to turn Tsuna into a badass in bed who'll top them all. I'm a little tired of all the fics portraying him like an uke. I think that's all I wanted to say for now...oh right, 2751. We don't have enough of that around here.
It all started when Reborn had shot that first bullet at him. No, it all started when Lucifer had entered his office that fateful evening. She was all mystery, purple and pink hair falling into playful, glowing blue eyes, face marred with faded purple scars. That evening young, innocent Tsuna got replaced with a somebody more grown-up, often drived with the sexual need represented by the cat that seduced him.
He often sensed something wrong with his friends when he was around them and did something that brought them into close proximity. But he couldn't place his finger on what was wrong with them until he met her. A being made out of sin, pain and seduction, that fell into his lap because she wanted his protection for her newly obtained organization.
It was long past acceptable visiting hours, when the call came that someone strange was there to see him. He'd let her in, Gokudera mumbling something about his work being disturbed by nobodies. She was dressed like she'd just came from the battlefield, and still, her lips wee blood red. She had bowed when entering his office, introducing herself in English.
"I'm sorry, but my Italian and Japanese are a bit sub-par. I mainly use them to obtain information or to seduce." She winked at him, Gokudera starting to flail around, calling her harlot.
He'd had enough of him for the day, so he'd sent him outside, not caring about his protests. Reborn would have killed him for that decision.
"So, how can the Vongola help out Mirage, Miss..." He checked his files, the double-checked when he saw her name "Lucifer?"
"Please, no 'Miss'. And I'm asking for Vongola's help in case Mirage gets attacked." She sat down in front of him, face and voice becoming serious. "We've gone through so much bloodshed in order to rebuild it from the shitshow it degraded along the years, it would be a shame if Mirage were to fall in bad hands again."
"And what does Mirage exactly do?" He leaned forward, smirking at her. His boss act was strong today.
"Mirage is an organization that hand-picks teenagers that show potential, and through a series of experiments turns them into top-of-the-line killing machines. We're the best assassins out there money can buy. Those hitmans employed by the Mafia are good in their own right, but they are renown, while operate from the shadows, and no one knows our names. " She smirked at him, and fear gripped his very being. Not even Reborn had this effect on him, and he was the world's greatest hitman for God's sake.
"And what do those modifications entail?" He gulped when there was a flash of bright blue, and everything became silent. Her eyes were glowing, and she had both hands holding onto the couch she was sitting on. And he swore he could see cat-ears and a tail on her shadow.
"This is going to take a while." She muttered, and then launched into her explanation about a new side of the world he believed he'd known so far. It was horrifying to know that somewhere out there, innocent children were being turned into killing machines by rewriting their entire genetical core. Sure, the Estraneo family had done something similar, but not at this scale. And to think that she was one of those teens turned against their will... Tsuna could feel himself becoming paler and paler as she went on, explaining how she got possession of Mirage through the help of her teammates, all who suffered the same fate and became monsters in the eye of the public. All for some toys for those who had money and enemies, just to be killed of after they lost their usefulness.
"I wanted to destroy them. In order to have my revenge and to stop this circle of pain forced onto innocents." She looked up at him, and smiled. "I hope you understand me, Vongola. I had to do it, if I wanted to save children from having the same fate as us."
He nodded, letting her words sink in. He understood her reasoning all too well. After all, he almost sacrificed himself in order to save the former Arcobaleno from death.
"But why did you choose the Vongola?"
"Many reasons, Tenth. You are renown for accepting misshapen and broken people, who also happen to be the strongest out there in their respective fields. You are the leader of the underworld. And the fact that you are drop dead gorgeous is just the bonus." She winked at him, then started laughing at the face he had pulled.
That evening, he finds out why people around him often act strange. And he learns something new as she climbs into his lap, curly brown hair cascading down her back and purple eyes full of burning passion. She is beautiful, and not someone he sees as a sibling. And as she whispers everything she'd found out from the dimensions she sees about him, he finds himself falling. She is danger personified, his intuition screams at him, but he'd been surrounded by danger for so long, he's drawn to it.
"They all want you, Vongola. They'd jump at any chance you'd give them." Her skin is white agaist his tanned hands, and warm. She's all soft curves and rounded edges, and he can't help but drink her in as her hands move to undo his pants.
"What about you?" Stupid question, really, considering they are about to have sex in his office. But she still smiles at him, the hidden malice and death-threats from before nowhere to be seen.
"You intrigue me, Vongola. You asked to see my original form, not somebody else, although I informed you about my shape-shifting abilities. And like I told you before, you are a sight for sore eyes, even though my team-mate has you beat in the looks department." She let out a triumphant laugh as she managed to pull his pants down, and free his erection. "And I see you're clearly interested in me too. Tell me, Vongola, is this your first time?" She whispered into his ear, voice low and sensual. He could only nod, so focused on maintaining his composure. She let out a pleased sound. "Then Vongola, let me introduce you to something new." She sat down, and for a moment, he saw stars. "I'll show you something your dear little guardians would never dream of. Not even Reborn."
