KissyYou: I do not own D. Gray Man, Katekyo Hitman Reborn! and the characters.
Warning: The characters might be a little OOC and I'm going to change the ages of a few characters. Hope you like it!
(Allen's POV)
"I think the Akuma went in here!" I shouted as I broke down the wall of the underwater cell. "Huh? What is this?" I questioned as I walked closer to a tank filled with an unusual colored liquid. The tank is insanely large for some reason and tube-like. "Wait there is something inside!" I step back in shock as I find myself face-to-face with a body floating in the liquid. The person is tied up and chained to the pipes and tubes sticking out of the tank. This is too cruel; it looks like he's suffering in there! I find myself touching the thick glass and lightly tapping the container.
(Mukuro's POV)
I heard a loud crashing noise outside of my tank. I wonder what was that all about…but I guess it doesn't concern me…I should find a way to get out of this prison. Wait—I sense someone tapping on my glass…
...
"Hm…I wonder when he's going to wake up…?" a voice woke me from my slumber. I slowly open my eyes to a white room. "Oh! You're awake!" the voice got louder. I turn my head towards the voice to find a red haired boy sitting next to me. He stared at me surprised for a minute before a curious expression took over his face. "Wow! Your right eye is red!" I unconsciously brought my hand up to my right eye and all of the sudden there is a throbbing pain around my right eye. I flinched at the pain and wanted to take a look at what is going on with my eye. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy. "Oh, you shouldn't move right away!"
I still tried anyway. There is no way I'm going to keep myself bedridden for long… After sitting up successfully on the second try, I looked around confusedly with my other eye. Where am I? How did I get here? Did I escape Vendicare prison?
The door opened and a white haired boy stepped in with a bouquet of yellow and blue flowers and he smiled happily at the red haired boy. The white haired boy has an interesting scar on the left side of his face that includes a pentagram on his forehead and the line goes down to his chin. "Yo Beansprout!" the red haired boy greeted.
"Hey! I'm not a beansprout!" the white haired boy retorted…cutely. He went over to the table and the empty vase and placed the bouquet in it.
The red hair boy laughed heartily and smiled, "Anyway, your damsel in distress woke up! I need to go report to the Bookman, so I'll see you later!" He got up and walked out the door, but not without ruffling the smaller boy's hair, making it stick out in all directions.
"Thanks Lavi for watching him when I went to turn in the mission," the white hair boy said as he try to fix his now-messy hair.
"Don't mention it!" the other boy shouted in the hall.
The white haired boy smiled shyly and then closed the door softly behind him and turns around to give me his full attention.
(Allen's POV)
I went over to the chair and sat down next to the man. "How are you feeling?" I politely asked.
He looked at me closely before replying, "I'm well." Wow…his right eye is a bright red color and has a distinctive number six in Japanese kanji in the middle. While his other eye is a nice blue color that matches his hair…he has an interesting hair style…
"I see, that's good," I smiled. "Um, let me introduce myself. My name is Allen Walker. I'm an Exorcist in the Black Order." He looked at me puzzled with his eyebrows furrow together. Aw…his confused face is a bit…adorable. He looks so lost right now. Maybe I should tell him what happened…
"Um…I broke you out of the place you were trapped in."
"…You…broke me out?" he asked slowly as his voice comes out a soothing baritone. I like it.
"Yes."
"You?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because…you look like you were suffering…"
"…It is not any of your business—"
"Yes! But I still! …broke you out."
The man closed his eyes and sighed, "Do you even realize what you have done?"
"Huh?"
"You broke me out of a high-security prison."
"Yes."
"Don't you know what you gotten into?"
"What do you mean?"
"You might be hunted down as my subordinate, because you helped me break out of prison."
I smiled at him, "I highly doubt they will be finding me anytime soon. It is very difficult tracking me down in this organization, so don't worry!"
He looked at me dumbfounded but eventually gave in, "…Whatever. It's not like I care about what happens to you."
"Then would you mind introducing yourself?" I asked curiously. I want to know who this man is. For some reason he seems very interesting and…he has that eye.
He looks at me annoyingly and but gave in, "My name is Mukuro Rokudo and I'm a Mafia criminal."
(Mukuro's POV)
Right when I said I am a Mafia criminal, the boy looked at me with his eyes bugged out and his mouth gaping open. I gave him a smirk and asked, "What were you expecting? I was in jail for a reason. I hate the Mafia."
"But you don't look like a criminal! You look rather young to be in prison…How old are you?"
"I'm twenty…and you?" I replied.
"Fifteen...we're five years apart…"
"Really? I thought you were younger, because of your height."
"MY HEIGHT IS NATURAL FOR MY AGE!"
"Oh. Really? It doesn't seem like it."
"You—"
"Now would you care to explain to me where am I?"
"But! I want to ask you something…personal…" the boy looked up at me shyly.
I tilt my head to the side as I looked at the boy. "What is it?"
"Um…that eye of yours…"
"Oh, this?" I gestured at my right eye.
"Yes."
"What about it?"
"Um…how—wait no. I mean—um, what—no…I—"
"Don't strain yourself, it's a long boring story that you probably don't want to hear about—"
"But! I still want to know…"
"…" I stared silently at the kid. "…fine, kid. But in return you will tell me about your scar too.
"Okay!" the boy nodded.
"When I was little, I was experimented on. As a result I went through six paths to Hades. I use this eye usually in a battle."
"…" The boy stared blankly at me.
"What?" I asked.
"That wasn't a long story at all."
"Well, I gave you a shorten version."
The boy gave a small chuckle. "I see…so that eye is like an Innocence."
"A what?"
"Innocence. It's an Anti-Akuma weapon."
"Sure…" I answer hesitantly.
The boy smiles at me. "I guess it is my turn to give you a shorten version too. Let's see..." he contemplated. "This scar was given to me by Mana. He's my deceased father."
"Oya? Why would he do that?"
"Well…I turned him into an Akuma…"
"What's that?"
"Um…an Akuma created when a person makes a contract with the Earl—"
"Who's that?"
"Um…the Millennium Earl is a sorcerer who plans to lead the world to its death—"
"So, he has the same plans as I do."
"What?"
"To lead the world to its death."
"That's…your plan?"
"Yes, but instead of using Akuma, which I believe is quite silly, because humans are capable of destroying the world themselves without needing the help of demons, that's why I want to create a world war to cleanse the world with darkness by first targeting the Mafia."
"But why would you do that?!"
"Because I hate the Mafia and the world we are currently living in is worthless."
"But maybe if we save the world then people don't have to suffer—"
"People everywhere are suffering. You can't save them all."
"But if we try—"
"People like you pity people and try to help them only to make yourself feel good."
"No! That's not true!"
"You look down on others and offer to help them only for your benefit."
"No! I—"
"You are such a fool to think that the world could be saved in the first place. You must have turned your father into an Akuma so that you could save him—" and with that the boy slapped me hard on my left cheek with the back of his hand. I could have dodged his hit, but I was too into making fun of him.
"You don't know me, so you have no right to say all those things!" the boy turns and ran out the door.
The whole room was silent…and all I did was to slide back down onto the bed and take a nap. I will take a look at my eye some other time…
Hope you like it! I wanted to try something new!
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