[A/N] It's been a while.

No, it's been a long time since I ever updated anything. Seriously, I need more free time and more slacking off. School has tied me up and I've been dating with my beloved assignments. It's about time I make special time with my fanficts.

Thank you my generous subscribers, may God bless you.

Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn is owned by Amano Akira. I am owning the sexy Azusa Yumeragi and Kuroi Asa.

BloodLust

Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn

Reach

Kokuyo High

Who would have wondered that filthy building was once a school? The abandoned building was covered by moss and there were only a bit of light in the room. Huge trees surrounded the school; more likely, a jungle. There, the cause of the mischief stood and took over the school.

Small giggle echoed throughout the room. A sly smile was made on the blue-haired boy as he was informed by Kakimoto about his prey; Azusa Yumeragi. Seeing blood and bruises were all over Kakimoto's body, Mukuro was finally satisfied with her fighting ability. She is a perfect match. Then he glanced at the prefect whom was lying unconsciously on the concrete floor. He chuckled, he was too easy.

"However, she is not alone, Mukuro-sama," Kakimoto added. Mukuro turned his face to Kakimoto, interested to hear the information that might come beneficial to him.

"There was another girl, because of her I managed to escape. I assume she was Gokudera's lover," Kakimoto said while wrapping his wounded arm with bandage. Mukuro didn't say anything for a while. Kakimoto was curious about his respond, "Mukuro-sama? Is something the matter?"

Mukuro smiled, "Things are getting more interesting, eh? Why don't you and Ken distract the other weaklings, I'll take care of the rest."

Kakimoto nodded obediently and disappeared into the darkness. Mukuro sat on the sofa with his palm under his chin. Then he reached for his pocket and revealed a bullet. It was not an ordinary bullet. He played with it, tossing it from here to there. His face was unusually happy and satisfied.

"Kuroi Asa…"

"I knew this was a mistake working with you noisy woman!" The long-haired girl shouted as she rolled up her sleeves.

"Bitch! I was nice enough back then listening to your pathetic story!" The short-haired girl pointed with her daggers.

These two will never get along. Azusa had enough with Kuroi's whining as they continue their journey to Kokuyo Land. Kuroi blamed Azusa for hitting her jaw, thus she accidentally bit her tongue. Azusa managed to keep quiet for a while, and finally she met her limit.

As they foul-mouthing each other, they stopped when they felt a dark presence around them. Azusa loaded her guns and carefully watching the surroundings. Her eyes scanned throughout the neighborhood. They finally encountered a large abandoned building. Kuroi gripped her daggers between her fingers.

"Well I guess this is it," Kuroi sighed. They both entered the building anxiously. There were bodies everywhere covered by bloods. Bodies of high school students, to be precise. Not sure if they were still breathing, Azusa checked the pulse of one of the bodies in the room. She felt relieved when she found the pulse. Azusa examined the wound of each body, and noticed the pattern. The bruises were either around skulls or stomach. She could only think of one person who would attack such areas.

"These are Kyouya's," she muttered.

"What? How do you know?" Kuroi stared at Azusa, amazed on how she would examine such wounds.

"His main attack was either your head or your stomach, believe me, we've fought many times," she paused, "Well twice, but still. It is noticeable."

A frightening aura emerged into the room. Both Azusa and Kuroi stumbled back and their bodies shivered. Weird, but it was real. The dark aura got stronger as Mukuro entered the room. Azusa recalled the figure as the one she had seen on the reflection before. She pointed her guns toward him.

"I saw you before, who are you?" Her eyes narrowed, and her body was steady as ever. Recalling from how he swiftly has disappeared before, she was aware that he might be dangerous.

Mukuro gracefully walked nearer to both of them. He mischievously smiled, "Ah, finally, I've been eager to see you both," he paused, "I'm Rokudou Mukuro."

Azusa raised her eyebrows, "And…why is that?"

"I wanted to see your reaction," then a figure suddenly appear behind Mukuro; lying on the ground, "…after seeing this."

It was clear enough; the raven-haired guy who was badly wounded lying unconsciously on the ground. His hands were still gripped to the famous metal objects-a pair of tonfa. Kyouya? Azusa was shocked. How the hell someone as strong as him got screwed like this?

"I knew you'd be thinking how someone as strong as him would fall," Mukuro pulled his trident from God-knows-where-he-hid-it, "I will show you why."

In a swift move, he swung his trident to Azusa. Azusa blocked his attack with her guns, and didn't have the chance to fire any bullets. He's too fast.

Run out of stamina, she wasn't aware of Mukuro that was appeared suddenly behind her. Mukuro slashed his trident to Azusa's back, causing three slashes marked in her back. She fell to the ground and groaning. Blood dripped from her wounds. Kuroi was trembling all the time. She recognized this aura; it was very familiar to her. She tried to find the reason why, but she couldn't. She went to Azusa and helped her up.

"Can you walk?" Kuroi asked.

"Yeah, I think." Azusa let go of Kuroi's hand.

"You take Hibari out of here. I'll deal with him."

Azusa couldn't object. Looking at her wounds, it's impossible to engage into fight with this strong person. She walked wobbly to Hibari and carried him with all her remaining strength. While walking to the exit, she glanced back to Mukuro.

"I will beat the shit out of you," she muttered and continued to walk to the door then disappeared.

Silence. Mukuro and Kuroi were the only ones left. Mukuro began circling her while chuckling.

"Kufufu...What do we have here…Gokudera's lover, yes?"

"How did you know?" Kuroi's eyes glued to his. She stayed guarded as long as possible. She gripped her hand to her dagger, so strong that her hands were actually sweating.

"I know everything about Vongola. I'm interested with the so-called Vongola boss you see…"

"You know that sounds wrong."

"…It is actually. I was planning take down his right-handed man first. However, it wouldn't be interesting without you so..."

Mukuro paused and took Kuroi's chin. Immobilized by his gaze, Kuroi couldn't move an inch. Mukuro could feel her trembling from his touch.

"I will remind you, how both of your parents died."