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Warning: Shounen-Ai, weird/OOC Chrome, multiple pairings

"Chrome," a young brunette called out. Said woman turned around in curiosity, her innocent left eye blinking as she did so.

"Umm, y-yes?" she stuttered, holding on to a calm posture. The teenage girl whose name was Kurokawa Hana gave a light smirk with a superior chuckle.

"Have you heard of 'yaoi', Chrome?" she held back her utmost evil laughter, managing to pant out those words one by one without looking like an idiot.

Pondering over what the fuck that weird 'y' word meant, Chrome looked away for a slight moment. "What's yaoi?" she asked softly towards Hana.

"Boys' love," she answered simply before turning around. "Google it, Chrome~"

She nodded obliviously, muttering a light "Okay," and worked on whatever she was doing.

Hana giggled, turning around the corner. "I'm a genius~ I'll turn the most innocent girl in Namimori Middle into a creepy, obsessed fangirl!" she mused to herself. "Kyoko! Classes are starting!"

That night Chrome did as she was told; she somehow got into the internet without her one and only savior Rokudo Mukuro knowing and quickly searched 'yaoi'.

She regretted every click she made. "W-what is this…" her face went pale but for some reasons she didn't have a damn clue, she kept scrolling down and reading. "Does that mean that Mukuro-sama and Boss is…?" she gasped. "A-and the Cloud Guardian and Mukuro-sama… are they together?"

"No wait, Mukuro-sama and Boss and the Cloud Guardian—they have a threesome? And—and the Rain Guardian with the Storm Guardian! Ah—w-why is the Cloud Guardian with Boss?" she exclaimed loudly in half excitement(?) and horror, shutting (or slamming for the lack of a better word) her laptop down.

The male illusionist who heard the commotion sighed, thinking that it was Ken. Angrily, he stormed inside Chrome's room and his eyes widened at the furiously blushing Chrome who was eagerly waiting for her laptop to shut off properly. "Chrome," he smirked. "What are you doing?"

"M-Mu—Mukuro-sama!" she looked up, face as red as a tomato. "P-please forgive me for playing the computer without your permission!" she screwed her eyes shut, ready to take any punishment that Mukuro wished to give.

When the so-called punishment she awaited for didn't arrive, she slowly opened her amethyst orbs and smiled. "Thank you, Mukuro-sama…"

"No problem," the blue haired illusionist patted his charge caringly. "Just make sure you inform me if you want to use that thing, I wouldn't say it's a good idea to break down Doctor Verde's laptop."

She nodded, still smiling happily. "Mukuro-sama, do you know what 'yaoi' is?" she spoke without noticing.

Mukuro looked at her in confusion.

She stared back in horror before gasping and zipping her lips. "Umph—I-I mean, s-s-sorry, Mukuro-sama!"

Said male nodded awkwardly before leaving the girl's room.

Yaoi, huh?

He'd search that later in the evening.

Chrome, having her face flushed, awkwardly shuffled around the room, thinking about what to say. Suddenly, she took a deep breath and exhaled, "M-Mukuro-sama and Boss…" she muttered before slamming her head inside her palms. "Ah! What am I thinking? Mukuro-sama wants the Boss' body!" her face flushed a darker shade once she realized what she said. "T-that sounds wrong! I mean Mukuro-sama hates the Boss! Y-yeah, that's right! They're not together!"

A sudden imagination popped in her head. "W-what about Mukuro-sama and the Cloud Guardian?" she shook her head violently. "NO! IMPOSSIBLE! They hate each other and they want to fuck each other—I mean they want to kill! They want to kill each other!" she thrashed around harshly, panting hard after she did so. "Eep! And why is the Cloud Guardian with the B-Bucking Horse? They have a huge age gap!"

And the life of a newborn yaoi fangirl starts right there, thanks to Kurokawa Hana.

So. FanFiction deleted this story. And here I am fucking things up by reuploading it, this time in the M-rated section. Hope you guys are still reading this. If not, thanks for the 20+ reviews and the 40+ favorite/alerted author.