Pairings: 1869, 6996, D18. And more I guess…

Sorry for the absolutely horrible grammar and stuff…

This is my first time writing and reviews are appreciated!

OOC-ness and Romance. I guess?

Anyway… Please Enjoy! "

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR!

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Hibari Kyoya.

The name that was engraved into the illusionist's mind. He didn't know why and when was he being so… attracted to him for.

Was it the raven hair? The pale skin? The blood shot eyes? Or the thrill he has when he raised his tonfa in position, saying the words, "I'll bite you to death."?

He just could not understand why.

As he paced around the room, he continued to ponder. Mismatched eyes soon rest on the pale moonlight.

"Mukuro-sama? Have you fallen asleep?"

The gentle and soothing voice came soon after a few knocks; snapping his train of thoughts and causes him to divert his attention to the wooden door.

"Ah… No yet, Chrome… Come in."

The door swung open and revealed the purple hair teenager, holding onto a tray of water. The Vongola's Mist ring, placed on her delicate finger.

"Mukuro-sama… What seems to be the matter? You skipped dinner and you were always lost in thoughts…." Her voice tint with concern.

She had an idea of what was keeping Mukuro's mind but she dare not ask. Afraid of making his…. Condition… worst.

"Ah… It's fine Chrome… You need not worry…"

He replied, with a hint of hesitation and confusion, eyes looking down as he took the cup of water with his gloved hands.

It was the first time that Chrome had seen Rokudou Mukuro, the one she so heavily admired, so lost in thoughts. Unconsciously, she reached out for his hands, only to stop mid-way and mentally smack herself awake as the mismatched eyes look at her with much curiosity.

"Ah… This.. Erm…"

Chrome look away immediately, blushing red as she mentally curse herself for the embarrassing action she just made, hands covering her face. A hand soon rest on her soft purple hair and stroke it with much gentleness. She look up with innocent eyes.

"Mukuro….sama?"

"No.. It's nothing… Just…"

The words trailed off and Mukuro had a painful smile on. Eyes looking away and looking dark. It did nothing but extend Chrome's concern.

"…pfft…"

"….?"

"..ku…"

"???"

"…Ku…hahaha!!"

Mukuro's sudden laughter echoed through Chrome's mind. Shocked.

"…fufu.. Sorry… Chrome... For worrying you… It's just that I had a lot of things in mind… Vongola.. Mafia… Memories of the past usually floods in around this point of time.. I'm sorry for worrying you.."

His usual, playful smile hung across his face as he ruffled Chrome's purple hair. Glancing at the complete shocked face of Chrome once more.

"I'm really fine…" He put on a fake smile. She didn't noticed.

"Anyway… I'm getting tired.. So…" His eyes slid across to the door, signaling the time to resign.

"Understood… Sweet dreams, Mukuro-sama." Chrome smiled sweetly as she picked up the cups and went off with her tray.

As the door shut off with a click, Mukuro cast aside his mask and collapsed onto the double sized bed. His right eye, in the moonlight, hands reaching for something invisible before resting his arm across his eyes, blocking out the moonlight.

"Just how long must I wait for this feeling to stop…??"

He sighed quietly as he rolled to the side. Pulling the blanket over him, he shut his eyes before drifting off to sleep.