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#9: Favorite

— A person regarded with special preference, pleasure or approval, one that is trusted, indulged and preferred above all others.

Everyone wanted to be his favorite. Be it his Funeral Wreaths, or even the lower ranked members of the Millefiore Famiglia wanted him to call them his favorites. They wanted to show off to him, do anything to gain his attention or approval. Do anything, even staining their hands with the blood of innocent people and sacrificing their lives to him.

Their Lord, Byakuran Gesso rarely gives anyone praises and everybody was desperate to please their Lord. But there was someone, someone their lord seemed to be so fond of. They envied him, that person whom their boss poured all his affections to, only to be stabbed in the back. He was their boss' favorite, the only person he seemed to be so fond of and what they would grudgingly call his favorite.

They had expected Byakuran to lash out on him, to punish the traitor that dared to defy and betray him, for choosing to aid the Vongola Famiglia than remain loyal to their boss. But it surprised them that he still favored him, and is held captive in his private chambers.

They didn't understand—especially Bluebell who had shouted—why he would want to keep the traitor and they had tried to protest about it but ended up getting lectured and punished, and to never say anything bad about his favorite 'Shou-chan~' again or there would be hell to pay.

He was meant to be with him he had said, to be beside him as he rules the world. If he was the King then Irie Shouichi would surely be his queen. No one had the right to complain or even badmouth his favorite. Even Kikyo, Byakuran's right-hand man was not allowed to even threaten or glare hatefully at the redhead in his Lord's presence. No one was to hurt his favorite even after he had left him. No one.

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