Mugotarashii Hakumei

My first instinct was to cry out for help, but judging by the room, I could tell that this place was probably on this naked man's payroll. I tried to take a deep breath, but the dress was too tight and I was too frightened, so it came out shaky and erratic. The man smiled at me, a smile I could tell was used to deceive too many people to count. I tried to crawl backwards, but I only bumped into the headboard, knocking sakura petals everywhere.

"You needn't fear me, not yet," He proceeded to partially close the bed-hangings between us and get dressed.

I could not see him, but I could see his shadow, and that was too much for me, so I turned around and closed my eyes. I was a virgin and planed to be until my honeymoon. I looked at the ring around my finger again, realizing that this was my honeymoon.

"So cute, blushing at shadows," He pushed the white curtain back and sat on the other side of the king-sized bed.

My breath caught in my chest as he reached out to touch me. He held back a smirk, as if he found my reaction riotously charming and was tyring to be polite about it. For just a moment, my fear was replaced with annoyance, but as he gripped my arm tight enough to crush a hippopotamus, my consternation returned ten-fold.

"Please," I begged, squeezing my eyes closed.

He was silent as the grave as he flipped me off my back to my stomach. I shivered with recoil as he started to unlace the back of my dress. I let out a terrorized squeak as he pulled the dress from my body, leaving me in a lacy under dress. As hysterical tears crept out from me, he started to laugh. He laughed, and laughed, and laughed. He laughed so hard, he let go of me to wipe away imaginary tears. I tried to scurry off the bed, but he caught my ankle as I hung off the edge of the bed, clawing at the carpet for dear life.

"If you want to die, run," He whispered suductively into my ear, pulling me back onto the bed by my shoulder with his supernatural strength.

I looked at him in confusion as he just laid there like a casual beach-goer with his arm draped across the top of the headboard as he watched me, "Aren't you going to rape me?"

He blinked at me before rolling into peels of laughter. I glared at him, my trepidation slightly less than when I first met this crazy man. Whoever he was, he was really starting to piss me off.

"Mugotarashii Hakumei, or should I say Rokudo Hakumei, you really are something else," He tittered loudly.

"Rokudo? Rokudo?" Why did that name ring a bell?

"Kufufu," I could tell that laugh was going to be one of his signatures if it wasn't already, "You truly are an amusing woman."

"Rokudo, isn't that the name of that mafiosi who single-handedly killed his entire family?" Even I had heard that much about the mafia world.

He did not know this inforamtion had spread so far, "You've heard heard of me then?"

"But you're just a kid!" I could not believe that he was a fearsome mafiosi.

However, a nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach told me he wasn't making it up. Sure, he may have been young, but he did seem very rich, and he was ridiculously strong. The bruises on my bruises proved that. Even if that was true, why would such a powerful man want me as his wife? He could have anyone, and besides, why would he even want to get married at such a young age? Unless it was a cover-up? But still, why go through all this trouble for something he could pay off?

Logical One/Loyal Grunt

It was quiet inside the waiting room, so nothing was happening, but if nothing was going to happen, then why was everybody free for the night? I didn't like it, I didn't like it one single bit.

"He knows what he's doing, unlike you," Ken told me as he paced anxiously around the room.

I ignored him and readjusted my yo-yo string for the millionth time. I needed to stop worrying about that woman, but I couldn't help myself. There was something captivating about her, something that made me want to protect her with my life. She was a complete stranger, but I wanted nothing more than to please her at any cost. I tried to tell myself that it was just loyalty to Master Rokudo, but I wasn't convinced it was something so simple.

"Hmph! Why would he want an ugly bitch like her when he could have someone like me?" The greediest woman I have ever met whined, pinning away in the open like a psychotic stalker.

I wanted to tell her that it was probably because of hussies like her trying to paw at him for his looks, or money, or whatever else the agenda may hold. It was disgusting and I wouldn't blame him in the slightest if he chose to act in such a manner as getting married. True, it didn't stop everyone, but it would stem the flow a bit. I wished it would stop everyone though. It gave those who are truly loyal a bad name.

Greedy Woman

I was stunned at how well that little bumpkin could clean up. When I first saw her, I admittedly saw potential, but nothing like this. She appeared to be the girl with a brain, a special kind of intellect that would quickly asses the situation and allow her to adapt enough for survival. That was one of the reasons I assume he chose her above the others. Having said that, that mind was hidden behind thin reading glasses and wispy frocks of black and petticoats of the rainbow. It was most discouraging at first, but thanks to my unparalleled efforts, she had became quite lovely indeed. Dammit, I shouldn't have helped out the competition. I could not pass up that chance to shop though!

"The tart better make use of her time, because soon enough he'll be leaving her for ME." I promised her that.

Rokudo Hakumei

I looked at him, attempting to surmise what he wanted out of me. He smirked at the strength of his wall and tucked away some of his hair from the side of his face. I gasped, knowing because of his right eye that he was really who he claimed to be. Rokudo Mukuro.

"Finally, you get it. Besides, I'm only fourteen," He said it as if he were a fifty-year old man dating a teenager and he saw no problem with it.

I gulped, even more frightened than when I had first woken up and seen his face. He was a wanted man, and not only in the eyes of the law. Now I was an involved party and had no way out. But the one thing that nagged at me the most was the question of how I wound up here in the first place.

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Edit: 12-22-09//: My first review pointed out the confusing POVs, so I changed the layout to help better understand the current POV.

Edit: 12-23-09//: Rewrite, attempt at bettering Mukuro's personality, in the sense of how it really is.

Edit: 12-29-09//: I am confused on the order of Mukuro's name, so if it changes throughout this fic, I am sorry, and I hope people will point it out to me so I can fix it. Please, I really need everyone's help with this one. Also, I want to remind every one that I am trying to keep the names surname (last name) first.