Mukuro'd walk home one day, with Fujisaki's hand in hers. He'd gotten lost, so she'd offer to let him stay over while they figure out how to return him home.
Junko looked at the young boy and sighed, but then welcomed him in.
Later, Mukuro had to leave.
Junko lay on the couch, bored, until she decided to walk upstairs and asked Fujisaki what he liked.
Without even thinking, the young boy responds "Pokemon!"
Junko was somewhat happy to find another female Pokemon player, and that's when it hit her later.
"Fujisaki-san..." she said looking at him somewhat disturbed. "Aren't you...a boy?"
His heart almost stopped for a moment. Junko'd figure out what he wanted nobody to know. He sweated shaking his hands. "N-no! I'm a girl! What makes you th-"
Junko grabbed his shoulders. "Prove you're a girl."
At this moment, Fujisaki was broken. He'd walk over to the couch, staring at the floor with his heart racing, but Junko walked over and pat him on the shoulders. "It's okay, I won't tell."
He sighed with being somewhat comforted by what the young lady said.
Unfortunate for him, they found out Mukuro's intuition surpassed Junko's, and she pushed him onto the porch and slammed the door.
The whole night, the young boy lay there, crying.
Until the door creaked, as Junko walked out with a blanket, laying it onto him, and cuddled next to him. "It'll be okay", she reassured him.
The next day, Fujisaki had left. He was comforted by what Junko said and how she treated him, but thinking of Mukuro made him feel horrible.
Same went for Junko, who spent the whole day ignoring Mukuro.
She was sick of being ignored and broke out crying. "What the heck's your problem?!" she screams, crying.
Junko didn't even give her an answer.
Later that night, Mukuro found herself being beaten and pushed out of her own house.
"Maybe you'll figure out what you did wrong one day, you cruel excuse for a sister."
The door was slammed hard, and she lay crying in a tank top and pajama pants, nothing more.
She held her bruises and burns, cuts and rashes, and lay out there doing nothing but letting out loud depressed cries.
She heard the unlocked gate creak, and Fujisaki'd walk in with a teddy bear, a blanket, some candy and a few Hello Kitty bandaids.
Mukuro quickly looked away from him in shame of how she'd treated him, but unlike she'd expect, Fujisaki walked onto her porch and began to "bandage up" her injuries.
Mukuro looked down still ashamed, and then Fujisaki gave her a kiss on the cheek and then covered her with a soft fluffy blanket, handing her a teddy bear.
"...I..."
He looked up at her.
"..."
He looked back down and wrapped his arms around Mukuro from under the blanket.
"I'm...s..orry..."
He smiled, handing her the candies he'd brought.
"Y..you don't understand.. I don't deserve.."
"Ikusaba-chan?" he said blushing. "I...it's okay,"
"Why are you even.."
"We all deserve to be loved, don't we?" he said in a weak voice as he fell asleep behind Mukuro.
"B-" she broke out in tears, she'd never received this much love from anyone. She smiled weakly and said in a quiet broken voice. "I...love you.."