A/N: Well, I was asked, so I obliged. Here is a Mukuro segment. Don't worry, I have quite a few stored up for later.
Disclaimer: ... I JUST DID THIS! Refer to previous chapter... or just read. Whatever works for you.
Chapter 9: What Mukuro does on his Free Time
By now, youtube was a thing to fear. However, for many this day, it was a source of near unending amusement. This day found the whole mansion laughing at a video entitled, 'So Mukuro, what do you do with your freetime?' It was a good thing Mukuro wasn't there, or many people would have lost their sanity irreversibly. So soon after Reborn and his laser... it would have been a sever blow to the Vongola's pride. As it was, when Mukuro returned and flipped his hair at the many 'well done's he received, many people could not keep the chuckles from leaking out, though some went to the infirmary to have their ribs checked for their efforts. Mukuro glared, which he was almost as good at as Hibari, and demanded to know why so many people were laughing. Tsuna, knowing the illusionist would likely 'shot' the messenger, had prepared for this. The sneaky little boss and his crazy good intuiontion. At a wave of the struggling brunette's hand, the timid girl came forward and led her 'Mukuro-sama' into the training room set aside for his use and played the video on the communication screen. Tsuna, in his 'great wisdom' had ordered all communication screens placed behind almost unbreakable glass. It had proved itself a very wise decision. Mukuro would have destroyed a five hundred dollar screen had the glass not been there. Chrome sighed and silently thanked her boss. She knew as well as Tsuna that she was the only one who might possibly be able to calm Mukuro when he was like this. Dodging something that looked suspiciously like a Sky Lion, Chrome sighed again. Mukuro was really upset and likely wouldn't be anywhere near civil for a couple of hours. The girl slid out of the room and got herself a hot coco and a bowl of popcorn, Marshmallow flavored, and sat down to watch her precious Mukuro's tantrum. It was rather amusing, but only Chrome could understand it. Even watching the tape wouldn't help, though the illusions were strong enough to fool the machines. Tsuna watched and shook his head before lifting his glass of root beer to the empty room. "To the creators of YouTube as well as the contributors to the ever growing archive of videos and hilarity: thank you and keep passing me the insane blackmail." Reborn felt a shiver go down his spine at Tsuna's words. Who knew the kid would take to passive aggression and blackmail so well?