No one could ever claim to understand the way that Mukuro's mind worked. No one would ever try.
Afterall, who would want to understand the way that man thought anyway.
So it came as no surprise that Mukuro's actions, when Tsunyoshi came out of the forest, away from that horrible grave,alive, were not what one would call ordinary.
He was hugged all around, and smiles on everyone's faces, even a tiny one on Hibari's, that suggested that maybe just maybe, Sawada Tsunayoshi wasn't a complete herbivore. Perhaps he was a little more important han that.
The girls refused to let him go, even at the threat of all being bombed off for harassing the Tenth. Tears of joy were shed, from Stupid cows, to Lawnheads alike, and everyone else in between.
When things had finally calmed down, as much as they ever did around the Vongola family,Chrome just smiled fondly at the man, now much taller than herself, gave him a brief kiss on the cheek, and murmered a soft, "Welcome back Boss."
That's when Mukuro showed up, much to most of the people's chagrin. He didn't see them though. They were insginificant. That was one thing which he and Hibari Kyouya might agree on. Disregarding, everyone else around the smaller man, Mukuro walked straight up to the Vongola Decimo, taking him by the wrist harshly, vaguely noting the hiss of pain. The few Guardians left were all tense, wondering what this mad man would do next. All was quiet, and everyone waited on bated breath to see where this was heading, in a combination of terror, and sick curiosity.
A few more moments passed, before Mukuro slouched his head onto the shorter man's shoulder, releasing his vice grip, and with it all tension in the air. He just stood there, looking weaker than when he'd been first released from Vendice, a little over a week ago now. It seemed so much further away than that, after everything. Even more shocking was when the brunet held the taller man to him, and just smiled.
Because that's all anyone could ever really do to deal with Mukuro's strange and eccentric behaviour. Grin and bear it.
"You're alive."
Just a muse inspired by a much more fantastic Sherlock fanfiction. Everyone who has not seen BBC's new take on Sherlock should go watch it right now, then proceed to obsess with me :3
Still, I wrote this quickly last night, and thought I should share it with the world since it's been a while. Part of me wants to let all my muses take over. I'm a little scared of what horrors you'll all be forced to endure XD Not a ton to say, just thought that Mukuro as the one kept the most out of the loop, yet at the same time the one who usually knows all of what's going on would react. He's not one for hugs and kisses. He's just random action after random action after reveal his true intentions later without actually letting you know anything. Oh man, I love my little enigma. Way to go Muku-chan! Hope this story made some sense seeing as I didn't bother with a beta this time since it's so short. I'll write more eventually, till then
~Tangerine