A bad dream. She was having another bad dream, but this was one she didn't think he'd be able to save her from. This assumption was wrong though, as a familiar laugh and lakeside scene replaced the horrid darkness and taunting voices. Her attire changed to the familiar short white sundress and her hair covered her bad eye.

"Mukuro-sama." she murmured, a small smile touching petal soft lips. She always felt so cared for when he showed he was there. She turned from the water to see his smirking face and two toned eyes. She held her hands to her chest, more from shyness than fear, and smiled at him. A single sweet action that she always held just for him.

"Kufufu. My dear Chrome, what brought upon the nightmare this time?" He asked, jumping to the point as he walked over and looked down to meet her eye. She blushed and looked away. It had been her insecurity, but she never wanted him to know that. She was trying to be better and stronger just for him.

"I-I…" she stuttered, looking up to him. He knew the answer that she was hiding though. He had access to all her thoughts and feelings. He knew what she was hiding, though she did not know that he knew. He kept this one of his many secrets, knowing that it would break her heart if she learned what he knew.

"Ah. It does not matter. What matters is that you're alright." He said, smiling sweetly at Chrome. She returned his sweet smile with a grateful and caring one. She would do anything for him, and this was something they both knew. Mukuro turned toward the water, shimmering and gleaming in the light of the world he had created in the girl's mind. His calm look turned to a frown after a moment or so.

"M-Mukuro-sama….something wrong?" Chrome asked, her hands gripping at each other and her smile turning to a worried frown. Mukuro looked at her, a smile returning to his face. He could tell her this, though it would hurt them both.

"It seems that our meeting tonight is going to be cut short. I will return again, my dear Chrome. Kufufufu." He said, a chuckle working out of his now fading form. Chrome felt heartbroken, but knew that he meant what he said. No sooner had he left than did she feel a shake to her body.

"Girl! Che, I don't see why Mukuro-san chose this girl to use." The rough voice of Ken was heard. Chrome stirred and her eye opened, noting that Chiksua was across the room and Ken was turned to the Yo-yo weilder. She sat up, and both boys looked at her when they noticed the movement.

"About time!" Ken growled. "You're on my couch girl." He added, tounge sticking out and the slightest bit of drool sliding from his mouth. Chrome stood with a small sound and bowed her head to the fairly canine like boy that was meant to watch her. Chiksua looked a bit bored, as always, with his companion's antics.

"Ken. Don't forget the food." He said, moving to sit in his favorite spot in the run down park that was their hide out. The boy spoken to frowned and held out a plastic bag to Chrome, who took it and looked in. It was her share of the food that they had for the week.

"Th-thank you…" She stuttered out, bowing slightly. To her chest she clutched the weapon that she used that tied her to the temporarily confined leader of the lone trio. She never left it behind or away from her sight, it meant too much for her to do that. After she got some kind of recognition from Ken, she hurried off to the room that she was in so often, heading straight for the corner to sit and try to keep silent so as to keep the other two that lived there happy.

The minutes ticked by, turning from mintes to hours. It seemed like nothing was changing, nothing at all, though the odd silence that filled the wrecked theater was beginning to unsettle the violet eyed girl. She grew curious and got up, hoping that she'd find out what was cauing the unusual silence. What she found surprised her.

The two who were meant to be guardians were asleep outside the door that led to her room. It looked like they'd been watching her, like dysfunctional guardian angels or something. The gesture caused her to smile, and a small, yet familiar chuckle, sounded in the deep recesses of her mind. Soon, the chuckled turned to a voice, the same voice that she cared so much for.

"My my, it seems that Ken and Chiksua have begun to care for you." Mukuro's silk-like voice was heard. He seemed amused at this turn of events, causing Chrome to feel confused. His voice snapped her back to reality once again though. "Let's take a walk Chrome, they won't mind." He said, knowing that she would need more fresh air than the dust filled supply in the room she confined herself to.

She agreed, and little did she know of the chaos that one decision would make.

Author's Notes: OMG MY FIRST UPLOADED STORY~ HUZZ RAH Rate and Review for continuation~

I DO NOT OWN KATEKYOU HITMAN REBORN! If I did, It would be warped to the twisted delight of my 16 year old mind thnx~