So go ahead and believe that you were right;

Keep away the dark to help you sleep tonight

The only thing holding them together was the loosely laced tips of their fingers, but the cold, masculine hand was slowly fading away, reverting back to the frail digits that belonged to the body of his host.

She noticed him slipping away gradually, like mud slipping through a child's fingers, but what could she do? He had made it painfully clear that he didn't value her above the others, even if they were a "couple." Was their relationship just a ploy to keep her happy and under his control?

Honestly, Kat couldn't bring herself to care.

He made her feel special for once, illusion or not. That was why she kept coming back to him, even though her head told her she could do better. Her heart only wanted to beat for him.

She could've let their relationship remain as such, the somewhat one-sided romance of a love-struck woman and a sly man, but no. She had to be difficult, didn't she. Mentally, she kicked herself.

I shouldn't have gotten so frustrated at Mukuro. But, it's just so stressful! He lets me talk to him about all my problems for hours upon hours, but when I ask him about anything personal, he clams up and fades away so Chrome is left in him place! Kat mentally ranted, gnawing on her lip anxiously as she thought.

"Mukuro…" She pressed one of her cheeks against the cool grass that was slowly fading away to the soft sheets of her bed.

"Hm?" The reply was quiet, but firm.

"I'm sorry."

"Kufufu, what for, pray tell?" He murmured, his eyes not leaving the illusionary clear blue sky.

"For making things…complicated." Kat frowned, tucking blonde hair behind her ear with one hand and smoothing out her uniform with the other.

The Vongola Mist didn't respond for a while; Kat thought for a moment that he had chosen to ignore her, before he spoke up.

"Kat, have I ever given you reason to doubt me?" The question was rhetorical. "I am plagued by things you will never understand, nor do I wish for you to attempt to understand. Do I make myself clear?"

The Varia Cloud winced at his implication of dropping the subject. "Yes, Mukuro. I understand."

"That's better." The illusion that was slipping away ceased its departure, and a cold hand cupped her chin. He had moved so fast she didn't even noticed, until he was directly next to her, almost on top of her. He dipped his head down and skimmed her jaw with his nose, drawing a line up to press a kiss to her supple lips. She complied easily, pressing her parted lips against his and rubbing their noses together.

I shouldn't be so picky, I'm lucky to have him. I'm lucky to have this. She thought before his hand tangled in her hair and she lost most of her coherency. But a trickle of doubt still lingered, planted in her mind like a weed among a rose garden.

And you could never understand the demons that I faced.

So, go ahead and bat your eyes and lie right to the world,

For everything you areis just a little girl.

Written for Varia_Kat on twitter.

I hope you enjoyed it, Kat. This is the second version, the first version just being so incredibly long and stupid and pointless that I felt the need to re-write it. I hope you like the depth I tried to add to it, I've always thought Mukuro is such a difficult character that it's hard to write him in anything but deep and/or dark situations. You are one of my closest friends on twitter, and I hope you know I am always here if you need me.

Love and Hugs,

The Tuna. 3