DISCLAIMER: KHR IS NOT MINE.
Edit: Changed format, and some typos I found.
Under a blossoming tree, a blue-haired man stood still, a black trident in his right hand. His forehead and left hand were touching the trunk and his eyes were closed, concealing the raging emotions he kept in his heart. Unconsciously, the hold on his trident tightened and he shakily breathed out. He angrily let out his flames, bursting and letting a loud boom and making the air surrounding the area turn into a whirlwind. The leaves on the tree strangely changed in color and was now glowing in pink.
"M-Mukuro-sama…" A soft and gentle voice of a woman slowly called, waking the man who was deep in his thoughts.
The stiffening air and the illusionary tree was quickly changed and the area reverted back to its normal condition. The silence that came after was long and deafening as if what happened before was only an imagination.
A soft chuckle then reverberated around the area. "Kufufufu… Why hello, my dear Chrome."
"Mukuro-sama." The woman called again, this time softer and raw, her raging emotions noticeable.
Mukuro once again chuckled, approaching his other half. He tapped his trident on the ground and disappeared within the indigo flames that he ignited. "Is there something wrong, my dear Chrome?" He asked slowly.
Chrome shook her and supported herself with her own trident, looking at the man with imploring eyes. "Mukuro-sama, I was called to alert you that there will be a meeting of guardians in today's breakfast."
Hearing what his charge told him, one of his brows twitched. "Oh?"
Chrome nodded. "Nono called for us and no absences are allowed."
"They know that I won't take part in this idiocy, right?"
The woman became and didn't speak.
Though before Mukuro could say anything further, Chrome beat him with it. The next words shocked Mukuro greatly. "I was told that Hibari-san agreed to take part in this said event."
"Oh?" Mukuro raised a brow in interest, a smirk making its way onto his lips. "How fascinating. The cloud who won't obey others but our Sky had gone to breakfast? Willingly?"
The blue-haired man chuckled and started walking. "Well, if that cloud will be there, something interesting will happen." He tilted his head and motioned Chrome to follow. "Let us go, dear Chrome."
"Yes, Mukuro-sama."
Two pairs of footsteps surrounded the silent corridor. They were neither fast nor slow, but when servants saw them walking, they bowed deeply in respect and took a few steps back to let them quietly pass.
"Chrome." Mukuro suddenly called the moment they arrived in their offices. Chrome looked at him in expectancy, waiting for him to continue. The man's eye twitched a bit when he saw the expectant expression of his other half, he chuckled softly and went towards the shelf, getting something out of it. He quietly gave it to the woman and said softly. "I think this will be the matter that Nono will be talking about."
"This…" Chrome widened her eyes in shock.
After Mukuro left to fix himself, Chrome looked around her silent office. Her gaze went back to the item Mukuro gave her, lips quivering. Tears involuntarily welled up in her eyes and tried her best to stifle her sobs, which she obviously failed to do so.
Her chest panged with an unbearable ache.
It's so unfair.
Here they were, living and living to not disappoint and forsake their precious sky's sacrifice. But why was it that instead of happily going on with their lives, they were so broken and apart?
Some of them buried their selves in work and didn't leave except for barely sustaining their daily needs. Some of them went and went and went to multiple missions to ignore the raging emotions rampaging in their hearts. Some of them were in so much grief that they just locked themselves in, not allowing people to care for them.
Have they forgotten that there were still people caring for them? Worried about them?
This was the very thing that she learned from their precious sky, that she totally kept in her heart. This was an unforgettable memory for her since this was the moment that she realized that she was never alone.
Why was it that the people that Tsuna cared for so much like this?
They took all the blame and told themselves that they were at fault for Tsuna being killed, that he won't ever come back. That they won't be able to see him again…
It's unfair!
It's so unfair!
Why were they so selfish?!
She blamed herself too you know!
She wished that during that time, she was stronger and was able to protect their sky from harm! She had hoped that she could do something to ease the burden eating up their sky! Hoping that there was something she could do—even a little bit!—so that the exhausted but resolved figure they admired from the back could somehow take a momentary break from all the deadly responsibilities he was forced upon!
But what did they do when Tsuna sacrificed himself for the greater good?
THEY WASTED HIS SACRIFICE.
Yes, the future was saved, but what happened after that?
They wallowed in their griefs, forgetting the people that were still around worried for them.
They thought that they were the only ones grieving the passing of Tsuna? They thought they were so important that they could take all the blame?
Chrome was astonished to see that most of the guardians became so self-conceited.
Tsuna was sure that if he was alive, they would beat them up with his X-Burner with a ferocious glare towards them. Then, he would scream at them to get the fuck out of their closed walls and look outside. Look at the people. Look at everything they ignored for the sake of their own selfishness.
When Chrome thought of that, she definitely did remove the walls. The walls she had unconsciously built in her grief. And she was shocked, aggrieved, and hurt. Surprisingly, she also felt warm. He also felt indescribable joy. And protected. Of course, she felt like she was an idiot.
A total idiot.
A total idiot that forgotten that she was never alone.
Chrome stifled a sob as she wiped off her tears.
She grasped the item tightly and hid it in her pocket. Her eyes blazed with determination and conviction.
If the reason why Nono called for them was about this, she would totally do her best for this work.
"Hey, Chrome…" Her precious Sky called her when she was about to leave the office.
"Yes, boss?"
Tsuna chuckled, albeit a little bit tiredly.
"I hope that you can beat up the other guardians for them to wake up to their senses while I am gone."
Chrome looked a bit confused and she asked why.
Tsuna only answered enigmatically. "The guardians would totally be a group of dead people eventually." He grinned widely. "Please wake them up for me."
She would totally will.
Chrome then whispered softly, but with obvious amusement and fondness. "Boss, you're such a bully."
When Mukuro arrived in his room, he let out a dry chuckle. He wasted no time to go to the inner room and took a seat.
He didn't speak and only eyed the room almost in a daze, his gaze not really focused on one thing. He leaned his back on the soft cushion and tilted his head up. He propped his leg on the other and continued being silent.
Suddenly, he let out a wry laugh. "Such an unfair man you are, Sawada Tsunayoshi."
Who was it that forced his way and broke his supposedly-impregnable walls?
Who was it that called him a friend and family and gave him warmth that he didn't have for most of his life—the warmth he had forgotten the feeling of?
Who was it that gave him something—a reason—that he could live for?
Who was it that gave all these things and died and left him here, losing all his reasons to continue living?
Who was it?
Who was it?
Realizing the rampaging emotions inside him, Mukuro furrowed his brows and stood up. He tightened his fists and his face became a bit strained. "I'm not someone weak." He said, more to console himself than to reassure himself of his strength.
It was only the recent years he had realized that he was really… not strong. His supposed strength was nothing compared to the hidden power inside Sawada Tsunayoshi. He could easily defeat and beat him up, but the will and determination of the brunet were far the best he had seen and could not compare to anyone else.
He was one of the people who admired the sky because of it.
Mukuro didn't tell it to anyone else and kept it inside his heart.
Of course, if Sawada Tsunayoshi heard of this fact, Mukuro would be immediately mocked for this and would be teased by the sky about this for a long time. This was the main reason that this fact wasn't told to anyone but himself.
Mukuro let out another chuckle.
He stood up, he slowly went to the table and reached for the item that was similar to the one he gave Chrome.
He had thought of tearing it apart and burn it so that he could just forget all about it, but when his hands were trying to do it, his hands just stopped. He couldn't move them, as if there was something that is restraining them not tear the damn item.
Noticing this small hardship, he just stopped. He slammed the item on the table and glared at it, hoping that it would just burn and disappear altogether.
Without his notice, he clicked his tongue.
Then he heard a knock.
"Mukuro-sama." Chrome called softly.
Mukuro started and woke up from his rage and frustrations. He glanced at the door, quickly putting the item inside his suit pocket.
What might happen, will happen.
He could just blast his way through and end it magnificently. If something went wrong, he would just use his flames and swing his trident.
"Kufufu…"
His eyes gleamed dangerously as he walked towards the door.
But…
"If Sawada Tsunayoshi miraculously came back from the dead, I will make sure that he will like to stay dead forever."
A predatory smirk made its way towards his lips.
"Having these feelings is not me at all." He chuckled softly.
A/N: Here's for Mukuro and Chrome! Thanks for reading! Thanks for the favorites and follows!
Shout-out for arisasonoda84! Thank you for your support! 3
POSTED ON: 04/27/2019