Chapter 2: The Appearance of an Antagonist
From a distance, a figure watched the Mist Guardian through a pair of binoculars. After one of her minions had reported to her that the illusionist went on a trip to Mafia Land with his Famiglia, she instantly flew to Mafia Land and stalked the pineapple head.
Putting her binoculars down, a grin escaped her lips, "Oh my, oh my~! Mukuro-kun has been a very bad pineapple, hasn't he?"
In amusement, she cupped her chin, maintaining the evil grin on her lips. 'All I have to do is to lock Rokudo Mukuro with Hibari Kyoya, by doing that, I'll finally get rid of him and at last… he will be mine, my beloved Byakuran.'
A giggle slipped her mouth as she pulled out her phone from her pocket. Playfully, she flipped open her phone and dialed a number. Upon hearing the dial tone, she waited, waited and waited until finally, someone answered, "Hello? Mafia Land Complain Center, is there anything we can help you with?"
The female opened her mouth and in a serious tone, she spoke, "Good morning. I hope it's not so much of a trouble having to say something like this so early in the morning but… I have a crime to report. Last night, two drunken boys just got married. Apparently, they only got married because they were under the influence of alcohol. I have already sent one of my people to send you some evidences for my accusations. The photos are in a small pink expanding envelope with a marshmallow sticker at the back. Have you received them already?"
"Ahh, apparently, we have received a small pink expanding envelope that follows the description you have given approximately an hour ago. We have seen the pictures and are trying to track the two of them. I beg your pardon but do you have any idea who they are and where they are staying?" asked the employee.
A playful smile crossed her face, "Mafia Land Hotel, 18th floor, Room 69."
"And their names?" again, the employee asked.
"Rokudo Mukuro and Hibari Kyoya… of Vongola Famiglia"
Just when Mukuro thought things couldn't get any worse, Hibari awoke.
Upon gaining consciousness, Hibari felt his head throb, "Nghnn… my head hurts." he bitterly groaned as an eye closed by instinct due to the pain. Lazily, he placed his hand on his head thus gently massaged it. As he did so, he felt something cold and metallic touch his ear. Eventually, he realized, 'What th– Why am I wearing a wedding ring?'
But something bigger caught his attention as he tried to remember why, '…why am I naked? W-what the… are these bite marks?'
With the will to have his questions answered, Hibari sat up only to gain a new discovery, 'My hips are sore… why in the name of Namimori are my hips sore?'
As he tried to gain access to his memories, he laid eyes on something even more disturbing. It was Mukuro, sulking on the carpet, naked.
Starting to get the picture, his eye twitched, "Rokudo Mukuro…" he muttered darkly, loud enough for Mukuro to hear.
Upon hearing Hibari's voice, Mukuro flinched. So this is the end of him huh… well at least he wouldn't need to face Byakuran once he's dead. But then again, this story isn't tragedy, so, for plot development's sake, Hibari wouldn't be able to kill Mukuro. Instead, he rose from the bed, walked towards Mukuro and grabbed him by the collar. "Explain or I'll fucking kill–" Hibari, however, was cut off by his own reflection in the mirror behind Mukuro.
In the name of coconut milk and Salisbury steak, did he just get piercings on his right ear last night? Oh and look at this, he and Mukuro are wearing matching earrings! If Hibari was one of Mukuro's admirers, he had probably died out of happiness. But the thing is, no. He is not Mukuro's admirer. So rather than dying out of happiness… screw explanation, Mukuro was going to die, body torn in pieces.
Pissed, the skylark pinned the pineapple on the wall, ready to smash his face. Suddenly, when he was about to make the illusionist's body a decoration on the wall, some random men in black holding an envelope broke in their room, "Rokudo Mukuro and Rokudo Kyoya –formerly Hibari Kyoya. You two are under arrest for the accusation with evidences of the crime 'Reckless Marriage'. You have the right to remain silent until your lawyer comes."
"Wha–" they were about to protest when suddenly, they were shot with tranquilizers.
"For now… shut up and come with us."
With that, the two lost consciousness and was brought to the station.
Oh for the love of mafia, can things get any worse?
~ To be continued…
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