A/N: Greetings dear readers, this is Loveless at your service and I'am here to present to you my drabble & oneshot collection of my top OTP 10051/ByakuShou. I'll post new chapters of whatever plot I can formulate in my lazy brain and would gladly share it with you all. And please let me know if I have any grammar or spelling mistakes and Enjoy!

Chapter Rating: T

Chapter Summary: A bored Byakuran is bad, really bad. Because it made him realize how dreadfully boring the world was — but of course it will never be boring if he just had that one thing he had always wanted.


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#1: Meeting

Byakuran was getting bored. Being the heir of one of the most powerful mafia families in Italy meant being educated to become the most outstanding boss the famiglia could have. But for the achromatic-haired teen it was too boring, doing the same thing every day was absolutely tiring and not entertaining at all.

Byakuran wanted something more entertaining than getting taught the ways of the Mafioso. He doesn't need to know anything about those kinds of worthless things. Because when he becomes the boss he can do whatever the hell he wants and nobody was going to say no to him. After all, he was kind of man who'd want can easily manipulate people to obey and follow him.

But everything was getting uninteresting. Byakuran was also the type of person who could easily capture people's hearts. Just one sparkling smile and a small wave he'd have lots of women and even men licking his feet. Everyone wanted to be with Byakuran, wanted him for his power, wanted him for his looks, wanted him for his fortune and even wanted him for sex.

At first everything was just for fun and entertainment; having everyone happily giving everything they have to him was just so amazing. People are so easy to manipulate into giving him whatever he wanted.

But somehow, Byakuran just couldn't help but feel bored lately. Nothing can't seem to fascinate him anymore and even playing around with women can't do anything about the boredom. It felt like there was something missing. It was like he wanted something else, something else that can satisfy him. Something that can make his dull, boring and uninteresting world becomes whole again. He wanted something but he couldn't just remember or know what.

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And then — he came along…

He then knew that their meeting was meant to be, he knew they were really meant to find each other. That they were going to meet again. Oh yes, remembered now, it was him! It was him all along. The one person he wanted, the person he had forgotten about, the person who had made him realize that he possessed the power to change the world.

Yes! How could he forget about his dearest friend? Why didn't he remember the time when his Shou-chan had accidently bumped into him as he was breathing heavily and was obviously panicking in fear of being caught by his pursuers. Maybe it was because he was so engrossed in entertaining himself that he had not recalled the way his heart had started to thump abnormally at the first sight of the redhead's bright emerald orbs.

The way his breath hitched at the sound of his voice, the way he felt so drawn to the redhead's petite form. The way his body trembled at the feeling of his body against him. How stupid of him. He had forgotten about his dear sweet Shou-chan. Byakuran couldn't do anything and just watched the redhead apologize to him and finally running further and further away from him.

And then the memories, of the other Byakuran's from the other worlds came to him that day, Byakuran had begun plotting. How was he going to turn this world upside down? How was he going to prepare for everything? A world where he wouldn't get bored of. A world where he has everything he wants in his palm.

How was he going to create the world where he was going to rule with his beloved Shou-chan?

But of course—

First things first...

He needs to meet with him again. He needs to see him again. He needs to feel him again. He needs him to be with him. He needs him, to be able to create the perfect world...

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And so—

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"...Umm, W—Who are you?" the softest voice he hadn't heard in a long time whispered warily. Byakuran chuckled softly as he plunged another marshmallow into his mouth, his perfect sculpted lips turning into an impish grin.

"I'm Byakuran Gesso, it's a pleasure to finally meet you Shou-chan." Byakuran purred, inwardly beaming at the sight of Irie Shouichi's flushed face.

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We finally meet again Shou-chan and this time—

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—I'll never forget about you ever again…

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And I'll never let you go—

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YOU'RE MINE.

—End

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A/N: Omg, I'm totally in love with a possessive Byakuran, I mean, who wouldn't right? A possessive Byakkun is as hot as hell...*drools*

But enough talking...please review and tell me what you all think. :D