This is the beta-version, that my beta Expresso-Latte (Jill) did. Thanks!:D
Disclaimer: I don´t own KHR.
"OI, SEBASTIAN!"
The castle stayed silent.
"SEBASTIAN!"
Fast footsteps quickly followed and the double doors of the bedroom opened, revealing a harried and flustered young man of twenty five.
"Young master, how many times have I told you? If you need me, all you have to do is to just simply pick up the telephone and call!" he chided firmly, gesturing at the black phone that sat quietly on the side table of the boy's bed.
A soft chuckle echoed in the dimly-lit bedroom. "My dear Sebastian, despite having repeated the same thing twenty three times previously, I see that you have not committed that little fact into that brain of yours. If I must repeat myself for the twenty fourth time, the phone is too far away for me to reach without stretching out."
Sebastian forced himself to remain calm. Whatever had possessed him to work for such a demanding little brat in the first place? Oh wait, now I remember-it's the generous pay check. Pushing his thoughts to the back of his mind, he allowed a small smile to grace his tired face.
"Well, if you must know, young master, a little exercise would do you some good! Now, what is it that you want, sir?"
"Hmm…" He pondered for a moment looking straight into Sebastian's eyes coolly. "Now that I think of it, it's nothing really. You can go now," said the boy with some finality.
Sebastian gritted his teeth. Endure and tolerate, endure and tolerate… Tucking his master back into his bed, he switched off the bedside lamp.
"Sweet dreams and good night, sir," Sebastian spat out the last part, barely concealing his extreme dislike for his employer before making his way out.
A satisfied grin graced his face. It was fun annoying his servants. Turning over to the side, he found a pair mauve eyes staring intently at him. The boy let out a small sigh.
"Did Sebastian and I wake you up, Chrome?"
The said girl blinked in embarrassment from being caught staring. She shook her head slightly. There wasn't any need for him to know that she liked looking at her brother, Rokudo Mukuro-the prince of the Nordic parts. Chrome did love him very much-but she couldn't help but feel sorry for Sebastian who had to suffer under her wilful older brother.
"Nii-sama, you shouldn't have acted like that. Sebastian is actually a very nice person…"
"But I did need his help," the prince insisted. "It's just that I forgotten what I wanted him to do for me."
Taking a deep breath, Chrome gathered up her courage and began firmly. "Nii-sama, you should really stop acting like a child and stop h-hurting other people's feelings! This is the 9th servant we have to hire ever since Gokudera's mother-"She gasped and immediately covered her hand over the mouth in a terrified manner. What had she done?! It was an unspoken rule that nobody was to mention Gokudera's mother in front of Mukuro-she was their very first servant and had been Mukuro's nanny for a very long time. When she died, Mukuro was devastated and became what he was now.
A tense atmosphere had settled in, and for Chrome it felt like it was crushing her mind into small little pieces one after one. She began to hyperventilate and felt dizzy.
"Chrome.."
"I´m so sorry nii-sama, please forgive me!" the girl muffled cries as she ducked down under her blankets in mortification. "I-I will-!"
"-arrange a job interview for the servant position."
"...What?"
Chrome felt confused. Had she heard her brother right? Or was it the hyperventilation that was causing her to start hearing voices?
"Sebastian decided to hand in his resignation letter," the boy explained patiently, holding his mobile and looking at the messenger in a nearly proud manner."Kufufu, he obviously didn´t like the schedule I had arranged for him for tomorrow..."
The voice sounded malicious-like it had always been every time her brother had achieved yet another success in his evil plotting. Chrome could bet that it was his goal in the beginning to make Sebastian's life here as troublesome as possible, so that he would quit. She sighed. It was typical of her brother; he always puts unwanted staff through hell before they leave. She would never completely understand him.
"Nii-sama, why do you always take the hard way?"
Mukuro smirked. A good sign for the happiness the question brought.
"Why do you think that I see two ways?"
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The Hibari family was a highly respected noble family in the Nordic parts and was also well-known for their robust nature globally. In history books, you can find many mentions of the name "Hibari" together with the words "victory", "war" and "violence". The wars they fought in often had death tolls amounting over to thousands and just onemagnificent death of a Hibari family member. (A Hibari never dies a quiet death, it seems.)
That being said, the main objective of a noble is to help the royal family in time of need and protect it in every tricky situation. Hence, it was the reason why that Hibari Kyouya hasn´t killed the crown prince since the first time they met. Many wondered how long Hibari was going to last-and Mukuro was one of them who wanted to know the most.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
The black haired teenager eyebrow twitched every now and then at the irritating noise, but he tried his best to ignore it and concentrate on his studies.
Click. Click. Click.
Oh, how he wanted to leave the table, leave the library, leave the castle and most definitely, leave him.
Nevertheless, he knew how much his disappearance would delight the crown prince and Hibari was not about to give him that-so he decided to simply ignore him. Grasping the pencil harder, he continued to write.
Click. Click. Click.
Hibari could have sworn that the clicking was starting to become louder than before.
Click. Click. Click.
Hibari's jaw tightened as he felt a headache starting.
CLICK. CLICK. CLICK-
"Can you stop playing with your damn pen before I bite you to death?" he grounded out as he glared at the prince, who was standing behind him, holding an ink pen.
Mukuro blinked in mock surprise and tried to play innocent.
"No."
To emphasize his word, he dramatically slowly clicked on the pen again. Amusement was evident in his contrasting eyes.
Click.
Hibari looked down, his annoyance growing by the passing second. Memories of how much of trouble he got in when he was little because he was fooled by that pest of a crown prince's tricks started to surface in his mind. Pushing all them to the back of his mind, he rolled his grey eyes and turned around, facing a smirking Mukuro. Hibari was fed up of letting him play around with him.
"What do you want with me?"
The prince walked over and sat at the opposite of the pissed noble. Hibari saw from the corner of his eyes that the annoying pen was still in his hand. If that idiot starts playing with that again, I will break that damnable thing.
"So," started the other boy in an uninterested tone while he studied the pen."You write notes, right?"
Hibari shot a pointed look at Mukuro and said nothing. Wasn't it obvious enough? He had never wanted so much for that damn prince to go away.
Click. Click. Click.
Screw this.
"...Yes," Hibari managed to say, keeping all traces of anger from his tone.
The prince snickered, celebrating his victory. He guessed that the expression was true; 'The pen is stronger than the sword'.
"Well, can I have a look at what you wrote?"
Hibari quickly glanced through his notes.
NOTES OF THE WORLD WAR 2.
I hate the prince
I hate the prince
I hate the prince
I hate the prince
I hate the prince
HATE!!!!
"No," said Hibari flatly, his grey eyes flashing in anger. He couldn't decide which one made him pissed him off the most-the prince's presence or that he provoked him to write this unconsciously. Mukuro, quickly taking this chance, began clicking his pen again.
Click. Click. Click. Clic-SLAP!
Swoosh!
The pen flew into the air, over their heads and eventually landed several metres from the both of them. Mukuro looked astoundingly at his now empty hand. It was the first time the older boy had lost control to actually hit him. Mukuro gritted his teeth at the stabbing pain as he massaged his now red hand.
A small smirk worked its way up onto Hibari's face. Revenge was sweet, indeed. He felt better then he had done in days! That damn prince should get it by now.
"Do you want to play Nitendo now then?" asked Mukuro a minute later.
"No," Hibari growled. He should have known that this happiness would never last. "Where is Chrome?" He could perhaps lay over the prince in her care.
Mukuro chuckled. "She is organizing an interview for a new servant," answered Mukuro carelessly, leaning back in the chair, as he put his hands at the back of his head and crossed his feet on the table.
He eyed the feet on the table with distaste. "What did you do?" He asked suspiciously.
Mukuro laughed again. "Nothing!"
Hibari didn´t believe him. He knew how the prince treated his servants. The only one he truthfully and really liked was that grey haired brat's mother who was of peasant blood.
"Where is Gokudera Hayato?"
Mukuro frowned a little. "Hmm...I don't know. I will call him." He took his mobile phone out of his pocket, and dialled Gokudera's number.
"...What?"
"Hello, sweetheart!" began Mukuro in such a sweet tone that Hibari raised an eyebrow. Sweetheart? What is he planning now?
" Rokudo Mukuro?! Bastard, why is it that you always find out my number?!"
"Kufufu," laughed Mukuro amusingly. "That's not such a hard task. But I don´t understand why you always change as often as you-"
"That's because I don't want you to call me, you pervert!"
Hibari, who could hear the lower noble scream his head off, just shook his head. Really, how many years had the prince courted Gokudera Hayato?
"Now now Haya-chan, calm down~ "
"Don´t call me Haya-chan, you´re creep!"
The prince was forced to keep the phone at a distance when the noble started to yell again. He couldn't become deaf now could he?
"-And I heard what happened to the 9th," added Gokudera later in a much lower voice than before. Mukuro smiled when he heard it, thinking that his charm had in some kind of way gone through the phone line and calmed his love.
Yeah, it must be it...
"Oya, Oya, news goes fast in my castle it seem." He smirked, feeling sly. "Or is my little Haya-chan interested of my life in daily basis?"
"Who's interested?!" He roared once again. Mukuro could hear a more feminine and soft voice in the background. "Is it nii-sama you´re talking to?"
"Not anymore!"
Mukuro looked at the mobile phone in surprise. What exactly was Chrome doing over there?
"Err, nii-sama, are you still there?" asked a small, unsure voice at the other end."Mukuro nii-sama?"
"Yes, I´m here my sweet Chrome," replied Mukuro, something akin to a soft smile gracing his face. He loved how his little sister depended on him.
"Nii-sama, I am proud to say that we have now found the new 10th!"