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Chapter 1: Rokudo Mukuro and Akashi Seijuro.

Quote of the day-" Important encounters are planned by the souls long before the bodies see each other."- Paulo Coelho

Rokudo Mukuro was a man nobody could figure out, he was simply that good. Until, Sawada Tsunayoshi came into his life and forced him to abandon his dream, burning/destroying the mafia world. Regardless, mukuro still acted the same and did not give up his dream, but he did not attempt to make it come true either, he was just too attached to the people he dare call...famiglia.

"I wonder what Seijuro would do right now?"He muttered twirling a strand of dark blue hair that fell out of his low pony tail."He would probably bring out his scissors and cut anyone who opposes him."Mukuro chuckled in amusement. Rokudo Mukuro, was a man who was tortured as a child and has been through six hell's, or so that's what he told everyone."I suppose it is time to take a visit to the past." With a wave of his hand, his trident appeared, which he lightly tapped on the floor and immediately he was sent to a memory he could never forget.

Time skip-Estrano Family Lab

Mukuro was sitting in a familiar cell, nursing his wounds, when the guards opened the doors and dragged him out to another destination.

"Oya oya this is surprising, but where am I going?!"He said looking calm but you could hear a twinge of panic in his voice.."I've just done a experiment, I don't have to do one for two weeks."He attempted to reason with the guards, but the guards ignored his words and dragged him to a room he was all too familiar with during his days at the Estrano lab,a place where people experiment on children. He was strapped down to a chair and started struggling to free himself.

He isn't doing these things willingly after all.

"Don't bother child, it won't work."A cold voice stopped him and he shivered,fear encasing him. Horror grew in his chest as the figure came closer with a syringe in his hand. Before mukuro could even utter a sound, the syringe was being pierced through his eye and he let a heart-wrenching scream tear from his throat. He took deep breaths and he screamed his throat hoarse as blood fell down his face in waterfalls. Suddenly, the pain disappeared and was in a very crowded was aware he still had the same clothes which may scare others because of how bloody and dirty they were but, nobody even gave him a glance and carried on with their lives. He then realized, he could fly without anything supporting him and started gliding in a random direction.

"Kufufu this is...interesting?"Mukuro muttered trying to sound brave for himself but was failing badly. He then blinked and found himself in another place with was just all black, until memories of a red haired child who seemed to be struggling with everything he did came.

"I can't look weak, for father, for teiko for...myself." A voice muttered and mukuro saw the very person who's memories he was looking through.

"Oya oya, who might you be?"Mukuro asked despite knowing exactly who this person was, due to the memories.

"I believe you should state your own name before asking others."The person retorted. It seems he has a lot of spunk despite all that pain in his eyes.

"Oya oya, I wouldn't normally do this but, things change. I'm Rokudo Mukuro, pleased to meet you." Mukuro greeted with a smirk on his face.

"Hm Akashi Seijuro, I am absolute." Akashi said his chin up."Now why are you here?" He asked even though his tone did not suggested it.

"Kufufu you shouldn't say that to your guest."Mukuro said wagging his fingers."Your losing aren't you?" The simple question alone released killer intent from akashi and his eyes narrowed in anger.

"Give me one reason not hurt you right now, right here."Akashi snarled." I am absolute and I am always right, do not underestimate me."

"Oya oya"Mukuro smirked. wanting to rile him up."Obsessed aren't we and it's not good to deny reality." Mukuro turned his head slightly to avoid a punch that would, no doubt, knock his head off- if said person had dying will flames.

"I am Akashi Seijuro, I can't lose!"Akashi cried."I refuse to lose!"For a moment, mukuro caught a glimpse of yellow in his eye before it disappeared. Before mukuro even knew what happening, he found himself staring at a very tall purple haired boy who seemed shocked to see him. Unconsciously, he was running with a basket ball in his hands and dunked it into the hoop. He started at his hands and looked the people staring at him like he was a monster. Waves of memories filled his head and mukuro smirked. So I will be living as this 'Seijuro' for now. He looked at the floor and at his reflection.

"It seems that even in another body, I cannot escape having two eye colors." He gave a crazed grin and started bouncing the ball that was rolling to him."Kufufu I am Akashi Seijuro and I am absolute."

Time skip

Mukuro looked at the blue haired boy who, seijuro, was fond of.

"Y-your not akashi-kun."Tetsuya said stumbling with his words."Who are you?!" Mukuro frowned at the reaction but then gave a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Akashi Seijuro, of course."Mukuro put a hand on his heart."Te...tsu...ya."