Well, if there's any consolation...


I don't know what I have eaten... ok, so I did know what I ate that dinner... but I could have done something a little less sappier.


Message prevents the whole Vongola from being held hostage at gun-point by yours trully. *cough*



Regret


"I can never say that 'it's fine as long as you're happy',
I can't help but to hate this twisted heart.
I'm wishing that a day when you'll greatly regret will come,
I hate this mean and ugly heart more than yesterday..."


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He was locked in that horrid prison... while she just stood there, bearing the ever-so increasing pain that she felt from her heart.

It wasn't supposed to end like this, but it has to at some point. In retrospect, she's not even sure if what he is experiencing is far worse than death or otherwise, but it was stabbing her so hard, knowing that it was all her fault for this to happen.

Illusions.



Everything would be better if they are merely illusions, but what she have seen was no illusion, sadly.

It's the dreaded thing people called 'Reality'.


"It has to happen..."


"I'll get out soon...."


"Go! Don't mind about me, I'll live."


"They'll never dare kill me."


"Ku fu fu... I told you I would return."

For the rest, they trusted him, but she knew long than to trust those words.

"Mukuro-san..."

The people knew how dangerous this man is, and they also knew how dangerous she is not only to the society but to her own self. Somehow, they have agreed to let her enter... enter his cell under heavy surveillance and let her take a glimpse of him. She was not dangerous for as long as they keep her mentality in check; they may not knew how many experimentations she had received under the Estraneo Famiglia in her young years, but they knew that, if provoked, she tends to loose control and attack anyone in sight- friend or foe- without any discrimination, judgment completely dispersed within her morale.

Unfortunately, she does not know how dangerous she is to herself at that fact, but they best let it that way.

"Nyolon-chan?"

Snapping back out from her gaze, back from her recollection when she was at the facility called Venticare, the albino female looked up to see the familiar pineapple-haired female calling her attention, a worried look etched onto her face.

"Y-yes, C-C-Chrome-san?"

It was natural for her to act like that; Chrome thought slightly, she was afraid of being around people she does not familiarize. What makes the female illusionist wonder, however, is the reason behind her fear. Ken and Chikusa seem not to tell her anything about it, albeit they even pressed on that she was only 'paranoid', and it also seem that Mukuro Rokudo was also not telling anything about her condition; that leaves her wondering that maybe something happened to her that made the young female forever petrified with people or society; Anthropophobia, it is called.

"You seem distant... are you alright?" Blinking her wine-red optics, the thirteen-year-old teen merely nodded in reply as she fiddled with her long locks with her fingers, not saying anything in particular. Chrome knew what it meant; she was thinking about Mukuro as well. Respecting her thoughts, she merely acknowledges her silence and continue on with whatever she was doing. Ken and Chikusa seems to be busy as well with whatever they are doing, but unknown to the illusionist that they, too, are also wondering what made the finicky female seems out of it for the past days, as if it was unusual.

If none of this would have happen, the albino female, Nyolon, thought, if none of this had happened, then everyone would have not suffer.

Emitting a sigh, she had regretted ever being born in this world, let alone existed in the first place.

"But I gave you a reason to live," He said with his ever-so-conniving smile. "I gave you a reason to exist, why would you regret it now?"

It was normal for Mukuro to ask her that every time he 'invades' her personal bubble through his illusions, coaxing with his sweet-coated words to calm her down. It only works for a brief moment, though, but then she would start questioning once more about herself in particular.

"Everyone's suffering," Nyolon would answer back- as always. "Everyone would do anything because Mukuro-san saved them... but I haven't done anything beneficial."

"Ku fu fu fu... whatever makes you say that, my little star?"

She only pursed her lips. Silence is her always answer, the Mist Guardian thought with a slight smile.

"Nyolon Stellazio, I can't believe I am hearing such words from you, again!"

"..."

"You know too well that I won't throw you out and abandon you."

These words are mere illusions, right?

"If... if..." Fiddling with her hands, the white-haired female stuttered. "If you have just left Nyolon alone in the facility instead of saving Nyolon... you would have, at least, made your escape." He knew she was speaking in a third person, as always. "You tried to escape, and I lag behind, causing you to get caught and be in the situation you are in." Gulping down her own anxiety, she went on. "I haven't done anything productive, and unlike Chikusa-san and Ken-san, I'm not capable of fighting let alone defending myself."

Ah, yes, how could he forget that she had self-esteem of a dwindling dandelion for it, how unfortunate of her!

"But I took it upon myself to take care of you, remember?"

In reality, he still got a use for her, and he won't let her phobic state from ruining it... it's just a matter of when and how.

"..."

"Now, now, smile Nyo-chan, don't be sad." Hands placing on top of her white locks, Mukuro gave her a reassuring smile, as if telling her that things will be fine in the end. "I promise; once this is over, I'll help you find your own way, ok?"

She didn't have to say anything. For now, she'll innocently believe him and his words.

But that doesn't mean she'll be happy just because he told her to do so.

This is one of those days where I just need to randomly spurt something out to make it. Halfway, I wonder if I just messed the whole thing up.

Ehe... yeah, character here is thirteen for some reason. No, Mukuro is no Pedo, honest! But if you look it that way... I'd go with him being Pedo if I was in Nyo-chan's situation. *cough* Shame of me! Unfortunately, she's no Emo, she just questions her existence for some reason. *shrugs* How the heck should I know?

Song is 'Regret' by Hoshimura Mai from the anime 'D. Gray-Man'. I don't own Reborn, the characters, and the song; only the story, my own characters and my excuse for relief. Also, more information about the Anthropophobia(Fear of People/ Being Social) can be found in Wikipedia. Besides, if I own them, Chikusa will be Ishida Uryuu's long-lost brother. *cough*

(Way to ruin the moment, Hyakina-chan. *shakes head*)