DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS BELOW, THEY BELONG TO KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN AND I DO NOT OWN KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN.
It was a normal day in the Millifiore Family, in the Real Six Funeral Wreaths department. Well, as normal as you can get, considering the members of the Real Six Funeral Wreaths. Daisy and Torikabuto were off on a mission, Bluebell and Zakuro were arguing and Kikyo was silently watching in a corner. Oh yeah, and Byakuran was pissed.
Apparently, his bag of marshmallows was stolen and boy did that piss him off. Instead of the cheerful face he usually has on, his face was like thunder. BANG! The doors were thrown open and he stormed inside, even Bluebell and Zakuro paused in between their bickering to watch the white haired man make his way into the middle of the room.
"I'm just going to ask this once and you people answer honestly, or else you will feel my wrath. WHO. STOLE. MY. MARSHMALLOWS?" Byakuran demanded, his Mare ring glinting ominously.
At the moment, Daisy and Torikabuto strolled in; they paused in astonishment when they saw the boss.
Seeing the rest of the Real Funeral Wreaths, Byakuran repeated the question and waited.
Silence fell over the room; no one dared move at all for fear of Byakuran's wrath. The clock on the wall ticked away the seconds softly, everyone's eyes were on Byakuran.
Kikyo swayed slightly in amusement; it had been awhile since he last saw his boss get this angry. His eyes roamed the room and those who were in it; he knew it couldn't be Daisy and Torikabuto; those two barely ate as it is. Kikyo's piercing green eyes fell on Bluebell and Zakuro. His eyes narrowed slightly when he caught sight of a little bit of white powder on the side of Bluebell's lips, looking back up, he could see that Byakuran had collected himself a bit and was smiling cheerfully, although anyone can feel the intense killing aura.
Byakuran opened his eyes sharply and those eyes traveled from one face to another, his eyes stopped on the only girl in the group.
"Bluebell…" Byakuran says, drawing out the word and leaving the end of the sentence dangling there. Kikyo watched as Bluebell gulped slightly and stared back. "Did you take my marshmallows?"
Bluebell gulped again, "Boo, no one likes marshmallows, Byakuran." She replied, trying to sound like her usual self.
Byakuran was by her side in an instant, eyes deadly and one hand wrapped around Bluebell's delicate throat. "Don't lie to me," he growled, "Did you take my marshmallows?"
Bluebell scrabbled on Byakuran's hand frantically and her eyes slipped towards Kikyo.
Kikyo quickly walked up to Byakuran. "I'm very sorry, Byakuran-sama, it is entirely my fault. Please release Bluebell." Byakuran glared at Kikyo for a second, before releasing his death hold and saying, "You owe me a bag, don't you dare do that again." before leaving the room.
Bluebell sunk to the floor, coughing and sputtering. Zakuro hovered nearby for a second before retreating to the couch, muttering along the way. Daisy and Torikabuto went to the far corner of the room as if nothing had happened.
Kikyo went down on one knee and put an arm around the blue-haired girl. "It's alright now." He told her in a soothing voice. Bluebell's fingers clutched Kikyo's jacket tightly and refused to let go.
One of her blue hair clips slid on to the ground and Kikyo took it and clipped it back on. "It's alright," he told her once again. Bluebell sniffed before falling asleep in Kikyo's arms.
My first fanfiction, thought Bluebell was a really cute character ^^ Reviews are loved!