The Future Holds…
Chapter 1
Pairing: 6996 (Mukuro x Chrome)
Warnings: None
Word Count: 892
I walked down the street past Namimori Middle School. I glanced up at the school, sighing slightly. Although it was not my school, it held so many memories for me. I continued walking down with my head down, hands in the pockets of my black capris. My tears started to form in the corners of my eyes, but I quickly brushed them away with my hand. I kept my breath and pace and just continued walking.
It has been three years, since Mukuro left me. Well, he didn't precisely leave me; I wasn't his to leave… But he left Kokuyo. Me, Ken, Chikusa, everyone… M.M didn't take it well; she blamed me, and left as well, saying that our group wasn't worth her time without Mukuro.
After awhile, I left Kokuyo as well. Ken and Chikusa already saw me as useless even with Mukuro, I could only imagine how much more useless I was without him. I had to quit the mafia and hurt everyone… The Vongola family was now without a mist guardian, which put them at a great disadvantage, and I knew Mukuro wasn't coming back just because of that. No, that wasn't true, Mukuro was never coming back. Not ever.
Mukuro did say good-bye first, before he left. I guess I should be grateful for that. He only said good-bye to me though. I noticed that his presence was getting further away, so I left my bedroom to go look for him. I found him walking outside, so I rushed to the front of the school, searching for him, when I noticed he was behind me, it was too late. He whipped me around to face him. I screamed at him not to leave, but he took away my illusionary organs. I gasped needing to breathe. I passed out on the concrete my eyes trying to follow him as much as they could before they closed. He must have given them back because I awoke alright and breathing steadily. Ken was raging and Chikusa was groaning at Ken's behaviour, but I could tell he was also upset at the fact that Mukuro left. I knew they all blamed me. I blamed myself too.
Although Mukuro is the only one I would ever love, I was currently dating Boss, er Tsuna-kun. He was the only other one who accepted me, for me. I do believe he's trying too hard to act like Mukuro in front of me. It hurts that he's trying so hard to make me love him as much as I loved Mukuro, but it's impossible. I've never loved anything more than Mukuro in my entire life.
I climbed up the stairs of my apartment. I was on the third floor, and I had neighbours around my age. Nori, a 27 year old boy, and Kai and Risa, both twin brother and sister aged 26. Both rooms were empty tonight, no music from Nori's room and there was no shouting from Risa and Kai's.
I breathed a sigh of relief, peace and quiet, finally at my grasp. I just wanted to go to bed and sleep the pain away. People tell me after they've lost someone, they just become numb. I wish I felt that way. Every second I think of Mukuro, there's this throbbing pain in my stomach. I wish I did become numb… That way losing him would be much less difficult.
I made it to my shower, stripped off my clothes, and stood there. Letting the warm water soak my now black hair, and let it pour down my face. I created an illusion that I had short black hair, I had both of my eyes, and they were green. I couldn't walk around with an eye-patch anymore. People would be suspicious. I decided instead if coming up with some story, an illusion would be better. I let go of it in the shower. My long purple hair cascaded down my pale back. Tears were dripping down my face, but no one would tell because of the water. Steam rose up. I inhaled it in, like a breath of fresh air. Once I shampooed, conditioned and drenched myself in soap, I decided it was time to get out. I turned, slipped and fell onto my back. Water was spraying me in the face, getting water in my eyes. I grabbed the shower curtain to help myself up and then turned off the water. I glanced at the wall which was covered with steam, and noticed something.
There was a hand-print. It didn't fit the shape of my hand, and I could've sworn that I only grabbed the shower curtain. I shook it off. It was probably nothing.
I slipped on my white tank top, and some underwear. I turned and switched the light-switch off to the bathroom and made my way over to my room. I turned on the light and put away my dirty clothes. I finally turned out the light to my bedroom, and rubbed my tired eyes and walked towards my bed. When I bumped into something I leapt back, in shock. I stuttered nonsense when I looked up and recognized the figure. He caressed my cheek, and looked into my shocked eyes.
"It's been awhile… My Chrome."