"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" The man roared in his phone. "IT'S ME! REINFORCEMENTS STILL HADN'T COME!"

"We're close, any minute….Gapuh! Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang…" The call ended abruptly and the man stared at his phone in utter disbelief. Then he stared at the window and to the outside, where beautiful mushroom-shaped clouds and screams were occurring.

No way… we tried to concentrate our forces, around two hundred men armed to the teeth… they were all killed!?

Mizutsuki dodged all the Mafia men's attacks all the while throwing annoying and smart mouth remarks. Even though she didn't have the advantage of strength, her light body was awfully convenient in battle. She jumped away onto a tree to avoid the bullets fired at her. She picked up a water bottle she had hid earlier on the branches. "My ears hurt; can't they use a quieter weapon? What time do they think it is anyway? Children needs a quiet environment to sleep!"

"Get down here you bitch!" One of the Mafia snarled. "What? Are you afraid now?"

"No!" She called back while taking a swing of water. "It's just that I'm taking a water break! Why don't you guys take a break as well and we can restart in five minutes?"

"DON'T FUCK AROUND WITH US!" They snapped and continued firing.

Mizutsuki threw the cap of the water bottle over her shoulder with an unamused expression. The water bottle she was holding was a simple yet large pet bottle she had bought at a convenience store thirty minutes ago before the fight."How about I melt down your shit?" She crawled to the top of the tree and jumped.

"She's over there!" One of them cried.

The contents of the pet bottle poured out as she soared through the air and landed on another branch. The water had been transmuted into acid and it rained down onto the weapons and into the eyes of the community members. "MY EYES!" They screeched as they rubbed their eyes, they were only making it worse.

Mizutsuki pulled out a batch of knives from under her shirt. Her eyes crinkled in sadistic amusement. The knives landed at a ninety-degree angle, penetrating through all their skulls perfectly. She picked up another water bottle she had hid before the battle and took a sip. "Tsk-tsk-tsk, they haven't improved at all even after six years! Humans are reaching a new level of pathetic." She sat on top of the tree waiting for a new batch of sacrificial lambs to come to their deaths until a voice called from down below.

"Mizutsuki!"

Mizutsuki looked down and saw Shalnark and Coltopi waving. "Oh hey guys." She jumped down the tree and nodded in greeting. "Are you guys done cleaning up the streets as well?" She asked.

Coltopi nodded. "Yep!"

She held out her water bottle with a shrug. "Thirsty?" She asked.

Shalnark took the water bottle. "Thanks!" He smiled. "I guess that we go meet up with the others now?"

"Apparently." Mizutsuki said. The three of them than proceeded to walk towards the Cemetery building.

"You know, Danchou just called."

Mizutsuki raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? I didn't hear my phone ring."

"You were busing melting out their eyes when Danchou called." Coltopi replied nonchalantly and took the water bottle from Shalnark.

"Oh; so what did Danchou say?" She took the water bottle back from Coltopi and took a sip.

"Danchou was fighting the Zoldyck family in Cemetery Building's basement."

Mizutsuki spewed out the water and choked. Shalnark immediately patted her back. "Are you alright?" He asked.

"HELL NO!" She cried as she wiped her chin. "Hurry up! We gotta go there quickly!" She started to run and Coltopi tripped her; she fell facedown into the ground. "What the hell are you doing Coltopi?" She cried.

Coltopi rolled his one visible blue eye. "What are you going to do if you meet them? Have a fight with two Zoldycks at once? Forget it. You have barely eighty percent of your physical strength of when you were healthy."

She scowled. "Tsk…"

"Whatever, let's hurry up anyways." Shalnark said with a smile.

When they arrived at the building's basement, Mizutsuki was shocked to see half of the room destroyed. Their honorable Danchou lied on the ground,as if he was too lazy to stand up.

"You did it too over, Danchou." Franklin mused.

Chrollo finally decided to sit up. "Yeah… I am feeling a bit tired."

Shalnark smiled. "Your opponent was the Zoldyck family after all! Even Mizu can't handle them."

The girl turned to Shalnark. "Shal, do you think that I could control the pH of the water you just drank without touching it?" Mizutsuki held up her fist covered in turquoise acid aura.

"Ermm, I'd rather you don't try…"

Mizutsuki sighed. "Whatever, but I would have liked to see, what kind of battle it was."

"I'd fight them myself rather than watching others fight." Feitan mused.

Chrollo stood up and pulled the bandages off his forehead, revealing the cross tattoo. "Coltopi, can you prepare what I asked you?"

Coltopi nodded. "Yeah, although living things aren't possible, but dead things…"

"Good enough, oh and another thing. Don't attack the ambulance of that girl." Chrollo looked around at the members of the Phantom Troupe around him. "So… other than myself; Machi, Feitan, Mizu, Shalnark, and Franklin. Copy those five."

Coltopi nodded. "Okay."

As the set down the copies of themselves onto the ground, they frowned upon seeing the spotless bodies.

"We should damage them a little bit." Machi said. "Otherwise it'd look too fake."

"I volunteer to damage Mizutsuki's." Feitan piped up and kicked Mizutsuki's copy in the stomach.

Mizutsuki glared. "Oh yeah you Shorty? I'mma damage yours!" She ran over to Feitan's copy and stabbed a knife through the copy's shoulder.

Franklin sighed. "I guess that it's time for us to let out our pent up angers at each other on these copies… Shalnark I'll do yours."

"What did I do to anger you?" Shalnark wailed.

"You stole a shrimp dumpling from my plate the other day…"

"THAT'S ALL?" Shalnark cried.

Machi sighed. "Oh well, Shal, I'll give you permission to damage my copy and you can go damage Danchou's."

"Why do I always get the worse deal?" Shalnark looked about to cry. "First Coltopi steals the Shiogama Chicken from my plate, then I lost eleven times in a row while playing cards, and now Franklin is volunteering to damage my copy and I have to damage Danchou's?"

"Pffft, tough luck for you Shalnark." Mizutsuki snorted.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Thank you for your patient waiting; we are finally opening the Auction!" The host cried. There was a roaring applause from the audience. "Without furthermore, let us introduce the first item…"

One of the higher ranked Mafia members stood in the backstage and sighed. I was in a cold sweat, but now everything's back in order. I think it's safe to say that we did our jobs well… He held up a cigar and reached into his pocket for a lighter.

A magician with an extra twisted smile handed him a lighter.

"Oh, thanks…"

Hold on.

"Here is the next item!" The host exclaimed. "A solid gold sword from the Museum of National Treasures of Yulu!"

Another roar from the audience. Shalnark pressed a few buttons on his phone and mumbled. "Auto-Pilot on… Alright!" He grinned.

"Let us follow with the Blue Jar of Ambitions made during the Rai dynasty! This perfectly shaped jar is the last remaining one!"

Mizutsuki looked down at the list in her hands. "Anyone found a blue jar?" She called.

Phinks popped up from behind a wooden crate, holding a round blue jar with one hand. "This one!"

She took it from him and handed the jar to Coltopi. "A copy please."

"Okay." Coltopi nodded and worked his ability. Gallery Fake (Dive Left Hand, Demonic Right Hand). He handed the copy to Mizutsuki and she took it over to Pakunoda. "One Blue Jar of Ambition coming right up! Here you go Paku, be careful!"

Pakunoda smiled warily. "I know, I know…"

"Starting price, one million!" The host screamed. Almost immediately the sounds of numbers echoed from the crowd, each time the number grew bigger.

Hisoka tapped a finger against his chin. "How boring…" He mumbled. "Isn't there anything fun?"

"Three million sixty thousand! Thank you!"

"Why don't you come here and help us work?" Mizutsuki suggested bluntly. "That outta be fun. I mean hey! The next time we find a jar we can smash it on your fucking head! Doesn't that sound nice?"

"Hmm, we are earning more and more money though." Machi mused.

"And you're just ignoring me..."

Hisoka thought. "Money? Money huh… Ah!" He suddenly cried.

"What?" Machi deadpanned. "Did you see a cockroach or something?"

Mizutsuki shuddered. "Don't tell me that it was inside the Jar of Ambitions, if there are things Pakunoda is afraid of, its rats and cockroaches."

Hisoka shook his head. "No, no, no! Tsk-tsk-tsk, I have thought of a good idea!"

"What good idea?"

"I shall participate in the Auction as well!"

Machi raised an eyebrow. "Huh? Is there something you want?"

"No, no, I mean as the seller!"

The two girls exchanged a confused glance.

"Alright, what's next? Oh my! An item from Hisoka, member number four of the notorious Genei Ryodan! Peppermint-Scented-Poker-Cards!"

"What. The. Actual. Fuck." Mizutsuki deadpanned.

"What the fuck indeed…" Machi echoed. "Oy Shal! What the heck is going on?"

Shalnark looked up. "Eh? I don't know either! Hisoka just asked to borrow my phone."

"Seriously Shal?" Mizutsuki facepalmed."That phone is your life! It's your nen ability for goodness sake! What if someone broke it or something?"

Shalnark laughed dryly. "That's a nice joke Mizu…"

"Is this seriously alright though?" Machi's gaze turned back onto the stage.

"Starting price, fifty million!"

"Is a piece of trash really worth that much?" Machi muttered.

"Fifty-five million!"

"Fifty-eight million!"

"Eighty million!"

"Ninety million!"

"Ninety-two million!"

"Ninety-six million!"

The host clapped his hands. "Ninety-six million, sold!"

"How did that trash managed to get sold…" Machi stared at the audience in utter disbelief. "Are these guys feeling alright in the head? Hello! Look at it! It's a freaking piece of trash!"

Hisoka pouted. "I only put it out because I thought that it could have gotten a hundred million price!"

"Are you serious?"

Seeing Hisoka's success at selling his item, Phinks stood up. "Alright! Let me try selling something too!"

Shalnark sighed. "Fine." He tapped a few buttons on his phone to reset the autopilot.

"Alright, alright, the next item is also from Genei Ryodan! Phinks' jacket which he wore on September the first… wait what?"

Chuckles rose from the crowd.

"How much is it worth? How much is it worth?" Phinks hummed.

"Two point five million! Thank you very much!"

"Is it really that cheap?" Phinks whined.

Mizutsuki threw her shoe at him. "Of course it is you dumbass. Is that so hard to tell?"

"It is trash after all." Feitan added quietly.

"Why don't you try to sell something too Franklin?" Mizutsuki asked. "Let's try to break that clown's record."

Franklin looked troubled. "Me…? How about… fingers?"

Shalnark laughed. "It's okay to bring it out onto the stage, but is it really okay if you sold it?"

Suddenly a light bulb appeared on Machi's head. "I know!" She exclaimed with an evil grin.

Mizutsuki glanced at her friend with a raised eyebrow. "What do you mean?" She asked. "Do you have something better than Hisoka's trash?"

Machi nodded with a roll of her blue eyes. "Of course, Mizutsuki can you help me on this?"

The brown haired girl shrugged. "Sure."

"Well then, one of the best items we have achieved in this year's Auction!"

Excited murmurs and whispers rose in the crowd.

"What is it?" Phinks asked.

The two girls smirked. "You'll see…"

"Genei Ryodan, the notorious Thieves that wander around this heaven of money, from killing to stealing to cleaning up houses, they have done countless bloody deeds! BUT! Although they are a gathering such coldblooded people, it doesn't mean that there aren't any members that were given the blessing of Aphrodite! The proof is…!"

The crowd gasped in absolute delight.

"THIS! The most extraordinary treasure! Ryodan member Machi's and Mizutsuki's youthful photos of skirts, swim suits, and more!"

The crowed erupted into screams of joy.

"WHAT!?" The male members of the Ryodan cried.

Machi nodded to herself. "This is more appropriate of an Auction item than Peppermint-Poker-Cards or a worn jacket." With that she shot a glance at Hisoka and Phinks.

Mizutsuki laughed. "Ahaha! My, I looked so young back then! And I actually had meat on my chest… It doesn't matter anymore if I hid my face or not because they'll tell from the copies of corpses we threw outside anyways."

"Machi is a fine girl that was given the pure blessing by the goddess of beauty; she is what we call the elegant ice queen! And Mizutsuki, once the most famous Crystal Star Assassin of the Mafia world; now how often do you see this legendary assassin wear skirts? Starting price, one hundred million!"

"One hundred and fifty million!" One of the audiences cried.

Another stood up. "Two hundred million!"

"Eight hundred million!" The crowd continued screaming.

"One point eight billion!" Shalnark hollered.

Machi stared at Shalnark in disbelief. "Shal?" She cried. Before she could ask what he was doing, other members screamed out prices as well.

"Two billion!" Franklin called.

"Two point three billion…" Feitan said shakily.

"Two point seven billion!" Phinks exclaimed.

Hisoka smirked. "Hmph, I'll kill off all of you here, five billion!"

A dark black cloud covered Mizutsuki's face and she cracked her knuckles. "You guys..."

Machi's eye twitched. "What do you think you're doing you guys?" She snapped.

"What are we doing?" Phinks echoed. "Such good treasures, it would be better if we had it instead of those Mafia toads…"

A bobble of nodding heads.

"I think that I'd rather let those Mafia toads have it than you guys." Mizutsuki muttered. "One of you guys owning a picture of me or Machi wearing a skirt or a bikini? It just feels weird."

"Ditto." Machi shuddered. "Men."

"Anyone else?" The host asked. "If no, than congratulations to Hiso –!"

"Ten billion." A guy in the crowd said calmly. His voice wasn't loud, but everyone heard it clearly.

"WHAT?" The male members cried. Everyone stared at the man; Mizutsuki and Machi's jaws popped open. The whole room was covered in silence.

After a few minutes, the host came back to his senses. "No other prices?" He called out. "Then CONGRATULATIONS NUMBER 219!"

Later on, the Ryodan members found Coltopi holding the pictures of Machi from the Auction and were surprised.

"Where did you get that?" Phinks asked.

"I was helping to wrap up the items the people purchased. And the guy that bought the pictures said that he was only interested in Mizutsuki's – she's more popular in the Mafia World than I thought – so I asked if I can buy Machi's with five billion and he said yes! Isn't it wonderful?"

"Wonderful my ass." All the male members who had participated in the Auction hissed.

Machi leaned in to whisper. "Don't tell me, Coltopi…"

"I-I can't believe it either…"

This chapter was from the drama CD, pure crack, absolutely no plots. Wait, hold on *checks memo*, nope, there's still one scheduled crack plot. You ask me how the hell does this chapter have to do with a plot? HA! Like I'd ever tell you! Read on yourself and find out! *dances away gleefully*

Oh and the 10 Facts You Should Know About Omake series, I can proudly say that I have absolutely no idea what I was writing. Like the Yaoi for Mizutsuki or the Lolita thing for Hannah. I just wrote whatever came to mind at that point. But I was actually quite serious about Kagami's lol. I'll have to think of new omakes to write.

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