A/N: Ciaossu! Hello all of you awesome people who bothered to click on this fanfic! I'm Shambles and I really hope you enjoy this series of 100 word oneshots.
I do not, own Katekyoshi Hitman Reborn. If I did I'd be living a utter dream.
6. Obsession: Rokudo Mukuro
To be noticed, to be wanted, to be remembered, that's all Rokudo Mukuro wanted. He was held in the basement of some mafia family that decided that he would never be any of those things. To them he was just a brat of the streets that no one would miss.
So, as he sat there in a dark and putrid corner of a test room he began to think about the world outside. Soon his mind was completely occupied by thoughts of freedom and then power. It didn't take long for something much more sinister to take root, obsession.
I genuinely like Mukuro, he just scares me sometimes.
7. Eternity: Reborn
Eternity, that's all they have left, stuck in childish forms of which they once were, to stand guard as the ageless protectors of sky, storm, cloud, lightning, rain, sun, and mist.
As he stared at chubby hands and then to his companions, all staring in shock at each other he resigned himself to this fate. They would head their separate ways, each to different corners of the globe, to try to piece back the life they once had. Tilting his fedora lower upon his brow he slowly began to stride down that accursed mountain, to exist until eternity itself ended.
In the manga all of the Arcobaleno seemed really bitter about becoming what they did, I thought this would be fitting.
8. Gateway: Dokuro Chrome
She was alone, always alone. It didn't matter that there were dozens of maids and staff, she was alone and no one seemed to care. The only thing that could make her smile, was the little would kittens she would spot from her room. All day she just stared out her bedroom window, to her, her entire existence was a locked gateway.
It wasn't until the fateful day when she got into an accident, did the locked gate begin to rust. It wasn't until he appeared before her that the gateway crashed to the ground, that she was free.
To Chrome, Mukuro is her savior from Death as well as a life of looking out a window, but never opening a door.
9. Death: Vongola Nono
He could feel it's cold whisper from the moment he woke up until the last seconds until he slipped into sleep. Death is a fickle mistress and will hover at your side until you succumb to her silent embrace. And soon, Vongola Nono would welcome her embrace, his sons already taken before their time; his wife passed on many years before.
He couldn't though, not yet. Not when the heir to the Vongola family was still unaware of his great burden, not when there were still tasks set before him. Sighing, he resigned himself to the knowledge that he couldn't accept Death's embrace just quite yet.
I think Vongola Nono is sort of like a grandfather in a way, so I don't really think he could rest easy unless he knew that the future of the famiglia was secure.
10. Opportunities: Gokudera Hayato
He loved playing the piano, for him it was an escape from the life of a Mafioso. The way the music steadily flowed from the piano, it took him to a place where he wasn't the son of Don Gokudera (A/N: His father is a mafia Don, however not really sure if the name is correct.), where he was just himself.
Right now he was in the little piano room playing for his older sister. Right now, at this moment ho didn't care who was listening; he would play to his hearts content on this tiny little golden opportunity presented to him. These chances, opportunities were what the son of a Don, a miniature Mafioso looked forwards to the most.
A/N: Hmmm, I don't really think the last one came out just right. I really love Gokudera though, so I had to write something about him, ne? Please review and hope you like my little drabble series!
Ciao~
