The next chapter, now beta.

Warning:Boyxboy moments

Disclaimer:Still don't own KHR.

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Rokudo Mukuro, the prince of the Nordic parts, also known as his Royal Highness (Hibari thought "His Royal pain in the ass" was much more fitting) thought he had almost seen and heard everything in his life--no matter how far-fetched it may be or sounded--but currently, this one took the cake.

Standing in front of him was a boy (or was he a female? Mukuro couldn't put his finger on that one), who was supposedly to be the servant number ten, looked extremely small for his age for a teen (Or at least what he claimed he was in his resumè). He had a slender figure, big brown eyes, a small nose and feminine-looking hands. His short, light brown hair looked soft and fine enough to belong to a female—but his clothes and his hairstyle pointed to otherwise.

Mukuro continued staring at the person standing in front of him. He had never seen such an odd creature in the whole of his teenage life. Mukuro could ask for his gender, but that would make him appear to be plain stupid—and as a member of a royalty, he didn't like that. Gokudera snorted at the prince dumbstruck face, and decided right there and then that he liked the 10th. Anyone that could wipe away the bastard's smirk was his friend!

Chrome seemed happy enough. She took her brother's silence as a positive sign.

"Brother, meet Sawada Tsunayoshi—our new servant!" Our tenth servant, Chrome added mentally as an afterthought. There wasn't any need to scare off the new recruit—it was already hard enough finding a replacement for Sebastian, and she didn't want to go through any more trouble to find another one again.

"Ah. I see," said Mukuro as he leaned back with an understanding face. Chrome's eyebrows knitted together in confusion as she shot a questioning look to her brother. What was he up to now?

"He's a boy."

Chrome didn´t understand, but someone else did.

"YOU IDIOT!" Gokudera screamed and balled up his hand into a tight fist. That was the last straw for him—Gokudera had enough of that dumb prince.

Noble's duties to be dammed!

In a few strides, the silver haired teen reached the sitting prince and punched him right in the face. The hit couldn't be compared with the slap Hibari gave him earlier--not the same power or coldness. But what Mukuro didn´t understand where why just everyone wanted to hurt him today.

Meanwhile, back to 'The 10th'—or Sawada Tsunayoshi as he was named—cocked his head slightly to the side as he watched on in uncertainty at the heated exchange of words and fists between the prince and the noble. They were a little scary with their weird conversation that Tsuna couldn't follow.

A sigh left his lips. To be honest, he felt out of place, being surrounded by so many finely clothed people. He had never worked in the whole of his life and now suddenly, he was the crown prince's personal servant! Until now, Tsuna still didn´t understand how it happened...

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"NEXT!"

Gokudera stood up so fast that the chair fell to the wood-floor with a loud bang, startling Chrome who sat beside him. The boy pointed to the door while waving his arm in annoyance. "OUT! We don´t need a boxer, not now, not ever!"

"But I can protect the prince to the EXTREME!" the white haired teen persisted, showing off a couple of boxing moves just to prove it.

A growled rumbled from his throat at the blatant disobedience from the peasant. His green eyes followed the idiot through the room. "We don´t need someone who can protect the prince, we need a person who actually can stand him!" screamed the noble, his eyes darkening in irritation.

"Or at least be around him without losing their minds...HEY! LOOK WHERE YOU'RE HITTING, YOU IDIOTIC PEASANT! If you as much as-!"

Bring.....Bring.....Bring.....

Chrome, who still sat calmly by the table, picked up the temperamental boy´s mobile.

"Gokudera, you phone is ringing," she said quickly before the boy could go into a tantrum. Gokudera's tantrums were often unpleasant, and Chrome would sink under the table in shame and as child, fear when she witnessed them. His notorious tantrums often made the headlines when he threw one in public because Gokudera had a tendency to make a mountain out of a molehill in a moment of fury. Mukuro had always thought that his tantrums were hilarious, and would at times of boredom, 'helped' to trigger them. Hence, this was one of the reasons why Chrome maintained her standing that Mukuro was never to be bored—a bored brother meant a dangerous one.

"Yeah, yeah," the boy grumbled. He snatched his mobile out of Chrome's hand and went out of the room. As soon as Gokudera was out of sight, Chrome felt herself relax. Now, back to-

CRASH!

Business...

"Sorry to the EXTREME!"

The princess sighed in resignation.

When the boxer had left and the broken vase had been removed, Chrome began tidying up the papers. Gokudera might have been raised up in a noble family—but he was still one very messy person. However, being messy was a naturally was one of Gokudera's traits—and Chrome couldn't deny that it was a part which made him Gokudera, Gokudera. Smiling a little, she went back focusing on her immediate task.

"Next please!"

The door remained closed. Chrome stared curiously at the shut door. Had they finished with all the applicants?

However, it opened up after a moment and a head popped out from behind.

"Hello," the person began in a small voice which Chrome thought it resembled her own. "May I come in?"

The princess nodded her head, a kindly smile gracing her face.

The person, who Chrome now identified as a boy when he stepped in, seemed to be a little overwhelmed and startled of how lavishly this room was decorated.

"What is your name?" Chrome asked in a gentle tone. There was no need to scare him away.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi," he replied, giving a deep, respectful bow.

Chrome blinked at the display of such formalities. Glancing quickly through her papers, she realized that the name 'Sawada Tsunayoshi' wasn't on the list. Disappointment quickly set in. Was there really no hope in finding a new servant to fill Sebastian's position after all? Was her brother really such a put off?

"Uh, I am sorry for disturbing you but," the boy began hesitantly again, snapping Chrome out of her thoughts. "Is this the Lost and Found department?"

Ah, that confirmed it. He was indeed not looking for a job after all. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck Chrome. There was a small chance that she might find a new servant for her brother—it would probably work, and there was no harm in trying...

"No, this is not the Lost and Found department. However, Tsunayoshi, would you like to apply for a job?"

"Ehh?"

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The rest was enough said. Tsuna couldn't get over on how he was so easily won over and got himself landed in a job as a servant out of all the things to do. The small boy got quite a shock when Chrome introduced herself as the princess and then persuaded him into working for the crown prince, Rokudo Mukuro—and thus here he was, standing in front of the said prince, feeling all small and insignificant. Tsuna had never wanted to crawl into a hole and hide this much in the whole of his life.

Mukuro tapped his index finger on his chin thoughtfully while he studied his new servant—no, to be honest, Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't fit the servant image. That boy was more suited to be called...a maid. Mukuro let out his signature laugh in amusement. This is going to be fun.

The rest of the occupants raised an eyebrow warily. Without a word, the prince put his hand on Tsuna's shoulder and pressed down. He stretched his back to the fullest, showing how serious he was and also, to state the obvious fact that he was taller. Taking a deep breath, he started his announcement.

"Savada-"

"It's Sawada, you idiotic prince," Gokudera interrupted with annoyance and slight glee at the fact that that Mukuro could get something wrong. The prince's face fell, his ego bruised. Suppressing his blush, he cleared his throat and ignored the silver haired noble's growing smirk.

"Yes, yes, his name is Sawada Tsunayoshi. Say, isn't it time for dinner?" he hastily said, changing the subject.

Chrome elbowed him gently in the ribs.

"Brother, don't change the subject. Please continue."

He sighed and closed his eyes for a second. Oh, the things he did for his sister.

"...Right. So as I was saying. Sawada-" he paused, looking caustically at Gokudera before continuing. "-Tsunayoshi, I now herby officially accept you as..."he trailed off dramatically. Gokudera rolled his eyes of the prince childishness, he just wanted to have this over with and done!

"Maid the Tenth!" Mukuro finished off, a playful smile gracing his face while everyone was thrown off momentarily.

Tsuna raised his eyebrow sceptically. "Maid?" he repeated, bewildered. As far as he knew, the title 'maid' only applied to a female-so what exactly was the prince playing at?

"YOU PERVERTIC BASTARD!"

Once again, Gokudera punched Mukuro on very same arm he had hit just now. A loud wince escaped from the prince's lips as he gingerly rubbed the swollen spot, now rapidly turning black and blue—however, despite the bruise,, Mukuro couldn't resist doing one last act.

"Oya, oya, is that jealousy I see?" Mukuro said in a teasing tone, throwing a daring arm around the noble's shoulder. "Ha~ya~to?"

BAM!

Chrome face palmed.

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"Isn't the bandage a little too much, brother?"

"Nope."

Mukuro had just returned back from a visit to his personal doctor. The doctor was okay, but his high pay and ethics to only treat females irritated the prince for some reason. It could be because the first time Mukuro met the doctor, he had pissed him off with his comment. Although that particular incident had happened years ago way back in his childhood, the memory stood as a clear as day in his mind...

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A brown haired man dressed in a white lab coat with his hair slicked back stood in front of Mukuro, observing the prince with interest. Mukuro stayed silent. From what he was informed of, that man was the new doctor. At first glance, the new doctor gave off an air of maturity and wisdom—or so Mukuro thought he did.

"You," the man suddenly said as he closed in the distance between the prince and him before carrying him up and held him in his arms. "-Are so cute!"

Mukuro didn't reply.

The man had a name- Shamal-and he was supposed to be the best doctor in the Nordic parts. Hence, this was the reason why the royal family offered him a permanent position in the castle as his personal doctor. There were many benefits in this deal—free residence, food, water-and that was just to name a few. Shamal agreed, but on one condition: to met his future patient a life time out, the next ruler over the Nordic parts. (See Beta reader report)

In other words, me,Mukuro thought smugly. All he had got to do was to play nice and everything would be alright.

Shamal chuckled when he noticed that the child in his arm was very relaxed. He began rocking the somewhat surprised prince slowly.

"Ohhh, I think you are the cutest little baby-girl I have ever seen~"

Mukuro froze, his eyes wide. Did he say...girl...?

The doctor face's inched closer to Mukuro's and pulled the young prince into a cuddle "Yes, you definitely are! Hmm? What's this?"

A grave expression was immediately evident on Shamal's face as he began to examine the Mukuro's left eye. From what he had read in the report given to him, the small child born with a red right eye, but Mukuro had not shown any signs of having trouble with his eyesight.

"I guess I´ll start with checking your eyes, beauty haha!" He patted the prince's midnight coloured hair fondly. "Don´t worry, it won´t hurt."

"...Do`s that mean you will be my d`ctor?" Mukuro blurted out the question before he could stop himself. Damn.

"So she does talk! Shamal exclaimed, beaming. "You had me worried for a while, little beauty." He scratched the back of his head sheepishly, holding Mukuro in one arm alone. "My name is Shamal. Can you say Shamal? Sh-a-mal."

"Haha, guess my little princess is shy! You don´t have to be afraid of me." He lowered his arm and begin to rock him again, talking in a more soft tone."So, will you tell me your name?"

"My name is Rokudo Mukuro," the prince began, trying to keep calm. "´nd I´m not a bweauty, or a princwss or a-a gurl!"

Let's just say, he failed.

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Nevertheless, the royal family got Shamal in the end. A promise was a promise, and there was no backing on that. Back to the current situation, Mukuro was now spending his time 'recuperating' in the bedroom 24/7—sleeping, reading, listening to music or playing computer games (bit of a challenge with one arm). Food was served up directly to his room regularly and at times, his sister would drop by to converse with him. Chrome mostly talked about things that have occurred in his absence and also tried to convince Mukuro to stop pretending his injury was that bad and resume his royal duties.

Mukuro ignored the latter.

Time quickly passed like that and three days later, Mukuro was extremely bored out of his mind. Acting seriously injured wasn't as fun as he thought it would be—he needed to move around. Just then, an idea struck him. A grin found its way up onto his face. Yes, he could be a (insert idea here) person-that way, the prince could keep his status as a "wounded person" and still move around a little. He wasn't going to let this golden opportunity to exploit his injury go to waste.

Even a minor injury inflicted on the prince was bad enough through the eyes of the government. It was now their responsibility to assure that Mukuro was fine and nothing serious had happened. Until Mukuro was of age, the government held the most power in the country, therefore, so as to not get a bad reputation for failing to take care of the prince's safety, they sent an urgent order to Dr. Shamal to take off the bandage as soon as the injury had healed.

In the beginning, Shamal knew that Mukuro never needed any bandage at all as his injury was not serious—but Shamal gave in because he just wanted to shut the whiny prince up. When he received pressing orders to remove the bandage from Mukuro's arm, Shamal had no choice but to call the prince back. However the problem was that although Mukuro knew that his bandage was to be taken off, he didn't know why, and therefore refused to reply any of Dr. Shamal's calls or messages.

"HIIIIIIII!"

CRASH!

A small chuckle escaped from Mukuro's mouth. How could he stay locked up inside this stuffy old room and not go out and experience the hilarious happenings?

"I-I'm sorry!" Tsuna cried, clutching his head as he looked despairingly at mess he made on the floor—the beautiful, white marble floor.

Chrome placed her goblet down onto the dinner table and stood up. Walking over to the teary teen, she laid a comforting arm onto Tsuna's shoulder.

"It's alright, Tsuna," she said kindly, smiling. "You are not used to this castle yet, so it's understandable that you tripped."

The brunette blushed in embarrassment. "Okay...I'm still very sorry about this," he replied in a small voice.

The prince tried to stifle his laugh. He didn't want to ruin this entertaining moment between his sister and that 'maid'. He bit his tongue hard with his teeth—Mukuro had read from the books that pain worked well against laughing, but he had never tested it himself-until now.

"Why don't you go get us some tea instead," Chrome suggested. "You can clean up the mess later." Tsuna nodded and went out of the room.

When he came back, Tsuna was holding one tray with both of his hands. Mukuro smirked when he saw how the tray and its contents trembled—the tenth 'maid' was a bunch of nerves.

Tsuna stepped carefully over the sharp, dangerous china parts scattered around the floor, he was lucky that he was wearing a pair of shoes. Mukuro looked at his own feet, no shoes there just socks, how was he going walk on the floor later?

While he was pondering over his dilemma, his eyes had wandered to Tsuna's feet and notice that Tsuna was about to step right onto a pie. Hmm, should I warn maid the 10th or not? Decisions, decisions.

Chrome gasped. "Tsuna, lo-"

Boom! CRASH!

The prince started to laugh, higher this time. His arm (the other was still unusable, remember?) went around his stomach when he felt the cramp by his sides. He laughed so much that it actually hurt! Oh, Sawada Tsunayoshi was really hilarious!