AN: Thank you very much for your continuous support! Uuuhm…well, enjoy? :Da

Disclaimer: KHR belongs to Amano Akira, and the lyric used here was a translated version of a song called Bunga di Tepi Jalan, performed by Sheila on 7 and is definitely not my possession.

Simple Reminder: This is a fiction, that meant this is an obvious, arranged, sweetened pieces of lies. By continue reading, you agreed to be lied to. Please keep that in mind as I don't want you to call me a liar.

Warning: As we all know that I'm not Amano Akira, there's no way I'd be able to make the characters completely IC, however, I'll try to not make them too OOC as well. Your comments about their behavior here would help to improve things.

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Rokudo Mukuro was bored.

Chrome was gone with her husband, away for their long awaited honeymoon abroad. Gone was his chance to prank them, away to some so called "romantic places" somewhere in the world. M.M was off, dragging both Ken and Chikusa with her, doing something that obviously had something to do with earning money. Even that bratty apprentice of his blocked all of his call and left him a voice message, saying nonsensical things about not wanting to be stalked by an older man. He'd be sure to punish him later on.

To put it in simpler way, he was left alone.

And while it did him good by providing some time for himself. It was, without a doubt, boring.

His feet brought him to places. To a park full of loud children who played and generally annoyed anyone else, to secluded places full of annoying lovers who pretend like they're the only ones living in the world, and to a bustling street where various shops lined up and people walked by. None of those places could entertain him, thought. He lazily walked ahead, paying little attention toward the scenery as the path he chose took him to those roads which had colourful flowers lining their side.

Oya, oya…

That reminded him of his withered flower. The white rose didn't last for more than three days, and even before that, it was left forgotten on the desk in his room.

Truthfully he didn't understand why flowers existed. They're pretty, sure, but they're pretty much useless. You couldn't eat most of them, and even if you gathered a bunch of them and throw them toward someone, nothing would happen, unless that person got some kind of allergies against those pretty little thing (now, that reminded him of something amusing). They multiplied, blossomed, and withered, soon to die and forgotten by the world. You only got to watch them, and forgot all about them the next day.

Aaah…right, that reminded him of something else. He chuckled at his own thought.

That flower-like woman. Now, Sasagawa Kyoko, was it? Someday, she'd surely wither, right? He might as well enjoy looking at her for now.

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Sasagawa Kyoko's private time was interrupted by a ring of her doorbell. She hurriedly put down the novel she was reading and walked out of her room. She almost slipped on the floor but quickly regained her balance, huffing angrily at her own carelessness (and to whomever was ringing the bell beyond her door).

"Yes?" she immediately asked as she opened the door.

Ever since she was nothing but a little girl, her family always reminded her to not open the door without checking who it was on the other side of the door. She would nod and smile, and then somehow managed to forget about that when the time came.

And now she regretted not checking first.

"Oya, oya, are you not happy seeing me, Sasagawa Kyoko?"

She was tempted to close the door and pretended no one was there, remaining as a blissfully ignorant person she was. Maybe, just maybe, that if she concentrated hard enough, he'd disappear somewhere.

Manner, Kyoko, manner, where's yours? She silently chided herself as she forced a smile toward the man standing before her.

"Hello, Rokudo Mukuro-san." She greeted him, purposely avoiding his question and let it vanished into air. The man chuckled and she was reminded about how pissed she had been at that way of chuckling. Oh, wait, it still pissed her up till this day. "To what do I owe this meeting?" she questioned, not moving from her place on the doorway, hand still on the doorknob, just in case.

"Kufufufu…straight to business, are we? Am I not allowed to visit an…ah, acquaintance?" he walked toward her, smiling, holding the door with one hand. Kyoko let her hand drop to her side, there would be no use holding onto it now.

She smiled back at him, carefully predicting what was in his mind, and thinking up a way to anticipate his next move.

"No need to be so scared, I'm simply in the mood to be with you, Sasagawa Kyoko." He stated simply, and it actually irritated her how she had to look up and hurting her neck just to be able to talk with him. She was not that short, he was just that tall, she reasoned.

"….that, and I think you're in a mood where you need some cheering up." He added, laughing mockingly at her. "What's with being left alone while the others were away in some place, together." He finished with a lopsided grin.

Kyoko's eyebrows twitched in annoyance. This person was here to make fun of her, she knew that. But he helped her that day, in a way. Her mind kindly supplied. And so she smiled wider.

"Thank you for your concern, Mukuro-san. However, I'm perfectly fine." She replied, and then carefully added. "I was going to spend some time with Haru-chan, thought…." She paused and saw his eyebrow rose up slightly. "You're welcome to join us if you have nothing planned…" she continued, making sure to smile even sweeter.

'And if you have no one to spend your time with, of course.' Those words were left unsaid. Oh, was that a frown she saw on his face? She let the meaning hanging heavily on the atmosphere as she giggled cheerfully at the lack of response.

"Really? Because the last time I checked, that friend of yours was together with her man." He replied, smirking. "Are you sure you won't only be the third wheel? Better yet, are you sure you're supposed to be with her?" he striked back, smiling, looking almost like a happy child.

"Huh?" she was taken aback by his answer. It was when he started laughing in that annoying way that she realized he was bluffing. However what was done was done. A single unintelligent syllable from her confirmed that she was lying, and that he saw through her.

"A bluff, Mukuro-san?"

"A lie, Kyoko-san?" he replied mockingly, and she laughed at his attempt of copying her, albeit still quite annoyed. "So, if you're done with that, how about we take a walk?" he asked, looking all high and mighty all the while. "Unless, of course, you wanted us to continue with the meaningless talk?" he continued with a shrug of his shoulders, signaling that he didn't really care about what her answer might be.

Kyoko was silent as she pondered her answer.

She didn't know what prompted her to nod. Or what kind of mysterious force was telling her to agreed to the sudden invitation (she really needed to think up a solid reason, when Haru asked her later, thought). But she did anyway, regardless of the reasoning, and she found herself to not care as much as she should.

"Let me get my jacket first," she finally said, smiling a more sincere smile at him.

"You might want to fix that pretty face while you're on it."

Kyoko turned around and closed the door right before his face, and walked to her room in a furious stride. She'd save regretting for later, she decided.

On the other side of the closed door, Mukuro smiled.

Yes, it's only right that she would agree to what he said. He thought.

He was the one who found her, after all. And it's only right for him to be the one to pick her up. A withering flower on the verge of being thrown away had no right to choose who would get to pick it, anyway.

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AN: I'm sorry for being lazy, I'm sorry for the lack of update, I really am. Ah, and , sorry for the grammatical error, I tried to check it, really. ;A;
Auuh….please look forward for the next chapter as well~

To Andrea chan08: I'm so sorry for not replying your review! Uuuhm…if you don't mind, can you give me your email address? I would like to reply directly. B-but, it's okay like this, too….Thank you for reading and reviewing, also, I'm happy that you like MukuroxKyoko pairing~ X3