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Title:Indoor Plumbing

Character:Mukuro Rokudo, brief appearances by others. No pairings

Summary:Mukuro Rokudo always had a strange fixation on something and when he got stuck into the past, everything went haywire and the mist almost lost the little bit of sanity he's got left!

Genre:Humor

Warning:May not be humor-ish enough but I did my best. Excuse the errors, I am lazy.

Disclaimer:I can't even draw descent stick people.

~Indoor Plumbing~

Mukuro Rokudo, Tsuna's male mist is likely the most complicated to be understood amongst all of the guardians. Like his element, he's deceitful, mysterious and sometimes complex. Really, no matter how aloof he is, Hibari is more likely to be understood.

You'll never really know what's going on in the illusionists mind, unless you pay attention to every detail no matter how intricate (and sometimes childish) it may be.

Say for example his seemingly over obsessiveness when it comes to personal hygiene. Okay, personal hygiene is a must and who would want to smell and look like a drunk caveman anyway, but Mukuro's is a whole new level even surpasing that of Kyoko and Haru's and considering how the two are when it comes to taking care of their physical body, that's saying something.

One more thing, as freaky and as horrifying it may sound; Mukuro Rokudo had a strange fixation with…

Bathrooms. Yes, you've read right, Bathrooms.

No, he's not romantically involved with the inanimate object; he's just attached in a way other people may never understand. His fixation, if ever can be considered being way over the top. Like Giotto's with cakes, Lambo with grape candy and Kyoya with Namimori. When a Bathroom is concerned, everything should be utterly perfect. A single mistake may be considered a crime. His obsessiveness had even gone as far as heading the design team for every single Bathroom in every Vongola owned Mansions, in exception with the main HQ in Italy (only because no matter how much he begged, Tsuna won't let him. He even made an effort with a puppy dog eyes, dammit)

So when Mukuro Rokudo was faced with a rather horrifying situation, the male Mist had almost lost what had been left of his sanity.

It all started with an unplanned and 'It-was-Gianini's-fault' trip to the past.

So this is what happened.

Yesterday…

"Shoichi-kun!"

"Male Mist guardian-sama, Shoichi's currently helping the Millefiorre with their security system and won't be back for a couple more days." Gianini, holding a screw driver informed the man.

"Kufufu~ too bad. I was gonna ask him about adding 3D effects on my personal bathroom in Namimori."

"I can do it for you, Mukuro-sama"

"No, thank you." The male mist dropped the offer instantly, being warned of the mechanics tendency to fail with 'helping' He wouldn't want anything bad happening to his safe haven, does he?

"What are you doing with the cow-brat's bazooka? I assume you haven't gotten permission from Tsunayoshi-kun. Kufufu~" the guardian laughed eerily, noticing the mechsanic's current 'project'

"I was hoping to impress Decimo with a new upgrade on the bazooka."

"Did he give you permission?" Mukuro stared rather creepily as his heterochromatic eyes shone mischievously. Maybe if Tsunayoshi-kun found out about the mechanic's schemes, the Vongola Sky will let him have a little fun tortur- lecturing said man…yep, he's currently one bored pineapple. Hey, he wouldn't be if Tsuna gave him a mission, but the boss did not. So it's not the illusionist's fault.

"No" Guilty as charged- no, not really, it was Mukuro's gaze that made him shiver. Gianini handed the purple bazooka towards the mist guardian.

…only to have tripped over a piece of metal, round gear lying abandoned on the floor. Hitting an unsuspecting mist guardian with the device.

"Oya" Mukuro chuckled having registered what's to happen, thinking a little trip to time could do him some entertainment. If only he knew what lies ahead, he would have dodged.

Then he vanished.

Gianini's eyes turned wary and cold sweat dripped down his body.

He had no idea what his 'upgrades' had done with the Bazooka! If more, he's not even done with it yet.

Meanwhile….

Mukuro Rokudo expected to see the future, with at least one of the guardians or in one case or another, he expected his future self to be on some kind of a mission. The one where he got to terrorize his victims, If he may add, in a very 'artistic' way.

However where he found himself gave him the ultimate shock of the day.

There where chickens running around everywhere, a cow or two mooing, half-naked kids all over, men and women wearing old era clothes and acres by acres of corn fields.

Plus a language he only managed to recognize due to a certain CEDEF member.

"who arth thou?"Why arth thou in thy humble village?"

Mukuro blinked at the child who sensed his presence. "Kufufu, I'm a traveller. Do you know a place I can stay?"

"Follow thee"

The child led him to an inn.

"Ah, welcome sire."The innkeeper, a bulky man with large muscles, greeted.

"A room, please" Mukuro had some illusionary payment ready. Yes, it's wrong but he's got no other choice. It's not like they got free access to convenience every time they time travel. Besides, not to mention he's a mafioso.

He got a room.

The place was actually quite refreshing. It was like a breath of brand new environment for the young man. Things are going okay and seems like nothing will ever go wrong.

Apparently, not.

"Excuse me, I need to use the bathroom" Mukuro asked, being polite for the first time in his life. Just how far in the past is he anyway? That the rooms, no actually the inn itself had no single toilet for the people to use and not even a single indoor shower was present.

Looks like indoor plumbing and etiquette is yet to be invented. It won't be that hard right?

"Ah, bathroom. To bury treasure, I presume" the innkeeper paused before going inside a room and returning with a shovel and a pail

"Sir, thee is a shovel and a pail. Fill thy pail with water from the well outside." The innkeeper then pointed at the forest "I recommend you to not use the eastern area, people don't bury their treasures properly there."

oh holy sh*t! does these freaking people are so unethical! Gross! So they just 'dump and go' on a random area and not care if unsuspecting victims step on their 'discarded cargo' and, and what about the goddamn freaking smell!?

And he thought he's creepy. This moment is a lot freakier! Does the man suggest that he's suppose to dump his 'baggage' in the forest and bury it with the shovel then wash using the pail of water? Oh god, the horror! the horror! It's like hell all over again, only this time it's way worst! What about proper bathroom etiquette and not to mention sanitation? and worst, how is he going to sanitize his hands without alcohol?

"Kufufu~ I don't feel so needing it now" With a fear-stricken face, he walked away as fast as he can (probably to find a random corner and weep his heart out, in secret)

At least it won't get any worst.

He jinxed himself.

"Where's the shower room?"

"Sir, it's a tuesday" The innkeeper laughed at him as if he's some insane idiot. "Sir, today is Tuesday, no shower today! Thy shower is on Monday, Wednesday, Friday and occassionaly on sunday"

What? No indoor toilet and now scheduled shower?

Mukuro feared this very day. Where he would end up having a fowler smell than Ken, whom most of the time had been forced to take a bath.

He wanted to get out of there! Forget breathe of fresh air!

Unfortunately, there's no way of saying how long he'd be staying.

And so to think that the time frequency had been different for both time zones. The guardian had been stuck into the past for almost a month. Even if in the current time, he's only been gone for barely twenty minutes.

So when the Vongola mechanics managed to get him back, the first thing he did is to run towards his room, open his bathroom door and plunged himself into his bathtub with all of his clothing still on.

The next days, the rest of the Familgia would often see the male mist guardian invading someone else's bathroom... either taking a shower and or using the others private toiletries for his own free consumption.

Needless to say, no one took it so easily.

End. Till the next random one-shot.

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