Reactions to the news varied. Yamamoto, being the carefree baseball freak he is, cheered and exclaimed that he couldn't wait. Hibari "hn"ed and Mukuro smirked. Gokudera then asked what everyone, but him and Tsuna, didn't question. "How the hell is that fucking Byakuran even alive?"
Reborn pondered over whether to answer or not. He opted for a third choice. "Why don't we ask our resident expert on Hell? Mukuro?"
Everyone turned to look towards Mukuro. They were all at least a bit curious even if they refused to admit it. As they turned to look at Mukuro, they noticed that he now wore a lab coat and glasses. "Well in all seriousness, I'd say that the Devil found Byakuran so annoying that he gave him another chance at life to get the hell away from his obnoxious ass," answered the illusionist.
Everyone, but Tsuna and Gokudera, nodded excepting the answer easily. Though Tsuna didn't believe it, through numerous experiences, he learned to keep his mouth shut. "There's your answer," Reborn stated.
"That's not a fucking answer, Reborn! Mukuro just came up with some piece if shit as always!"Gokudera yelled. Reborn decided that it would a good chance to take a nappy time (1). HE sat on a chair, put his feet on top of the desk and instantly fell asleep.
"But isn't that what I do, Bomb Boy?"Mukuro asked.
"Shut up you half-assed fucker!" Mukuro, along with Yamamoto, began laugh. "What the hell are you dumbasses laughing at?" yelled an extremely peeved Bomb Boy.
"Well this wonderful illusionist best be heading to his next class~" Mukuro sang before leaving in a cloud of mist. Tsuna and his other guardians went back to their classes, excluding Hibari, while Reborn continued his nappy time.
While Mukuro had said that he was going to his class, he truly skipped it. It was history and he hadn't felt like listening to a boring old teacher. He just sat an illusion of himself in one of the chairs and walked right out the school gates, heading towards a quaint little café in the middle of town.
He sat down inside at a booth in the back and looked over the menu. He ordered fairly quickly and two minutes later something sat in front of him. It wasn't food; it was Byakuran in all his white glory.
Meanwhile Reborn had kicked Yamamoto and Tsuna out a third story window. Then he convinced, or maybe seduced would be more appropriate, a defenseless female teacher into letting him teach her class. Gokudera had made a teacher deaf with his yelling and Hibari put twenty students in the hospital. All this occurred and only two minutes had past.
Going back to Byakuran and Mukuro, the two talked, throwing death threats in here or there. "What the hell is your problem, Marshmallow Freak?"
"My problem would be…" Byakuran trailed off.
"Could you just spit it out already? Your voice is annoying," Mukuro said, irritated, as he ate his chicken noodle soup.
"Byakuran leaned close to Mukuro and said, "I have an erection~" Mukuro proceeded to spit out the soup he'd been eating in Byakuran's face.
"That's not going to be your only problem," Mukuro said through clenched teeth. He admitted enough killing intent to knock out the people sitting near them. Mukuro reached across the table, grabbed Byakuran's collar, and pulled him foreword. "If I have to spend a weekend with, I suggest you keep your dick down and don't touch me," was all that Mukuro said before he proceeded to render Byakuran unconscious.
A/N: I'm really sorry! I know it's short, but I wanted to update this month and school hasn't been helping. I hope your enjoyed it though!