I jumped around from three different scenarios in the chapter, and that's all I really have to say. Ghost's scenario only happens once, but he appears a lot more in this chapter than you might think. Ooops, seems I had more to say than I originally thought. I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn in the slightest, all rights belong to Akira Amano-san. :3
The guards threw Mukuro into the room after their boss strode in. The wall alone was not enough to support him. The blue haired man's legs folded underneath of him, forcing all of his weight onto his wounded legs.
'Son of a...!' Mukuro cursed in his head while his fingers dug into the carpeted floor.
He had to shift himself into a more comfortable position. The blue haired man stretched his legs out in front of him so that he could sit on his butt.
"We'll have to remove your pants because not all of the bullets made it cleanly through." Orcus said.
Of course, that was exactly what Mukuro wanted to hear. He was pretty sure that at least two bullets were still lodged in him. The Illusionist would rather roll up his pant legs, but that would apply uncomfortable pressure to the bullet wounds. He pulled his belts off in a few fluid motions.
Mukuro undid the button, and zipper on his pants. He started to slip the fabric down his hips. The brown haired man grabbed the bottom of each pant leg to completely pull the article of clothing free from the blue haired man. Orcus had a look on his face like he was mocking the blue haired man. Mukuro followed Orcus' gaze, and a dark blush crept on to his face.
"I love your choice of undergarments. Seems you are ready to entertain."
"I had no idea the Millefiore would be under attack when I put them on this morning."
The Illusionist was wearing lacy, and very showy underwear. In his defense he only wore stuff like that because Byakuran would buy it for him. Whenever he actually decided to wear it his lover would instantly get turned on. He had not intention of wearing it for people like Orcus. Mukuro was even more uncomfortable because the material was so thin, and tight that it practically outlined his member.
"How am I supposed to tend to your legs when you are wearing something so enticing?"
"You're the reason I'm in such a situation." Came the bitter reply from the Vongola Mist Guardian.
"You shouldn't have run." Orcus grabbed a small switch blade from his back pocket.
He used the blade to work out the two bullets before the wound could close. The brown haired man was cautious when poking the bullets out of Mukuro's legs. His men brought in a roll of gauze. He wrapped the bandages tight against the open wounds. Orcus was satisfied with his work, and tossed the remaining gauze on top of his desk.
"Where do we go from here my little captive?" The Bloody Syndicate boss asked.
"It would be wonderful if I could have my pants back."
"Not going to happen." Orcus moved closer to Mukuro.
The blue haired man tried to flinch away from him even though his back was pressed flat against a wall. The movement caused his jacket to slide down his shoulders. Orcus could feel the desire rising within him the longer he spent with the Illusionist. It would be easy to take him as he was right then and there.
Byakuran's dragons combined themselves into one attack to blast their way through the front of the Bloody Syndicate base. The Millefiore boss and his Cloud Guardian stepped through the crumbling wall. The syndicate henchmen surrounded the two of them from the inside, and outside. Byakuran joked about not being the one to pay for repairs on the building. The henchmen held up their weapons aiming to kill. The bullets from the guns went flying. The white haired man simply negated the affect the bullets would have had on them, which meant he matched the power of thousands of firearms.
"Is this the extent of what Bloody Syndicate can do? If so, I'm not impressed in the slightest."
"Watch your mouth!" One of the men snapped at Byakuran.
He sent a chilling glare at the man to silence him. There were sounds coming from up ahead. Some of the henchmen looked like they were shuffling around to make room for more people to come through. There were three men with a commanding air surrounding them. The trio received high praise from their underlings.
'Three on two isn't a bad match up, but Kikyo needs to be careful otherwise he will just become a liability. I can probably take the three of them on by myself. First, I need to observe what they can do before making my own move.', Byakuran tried to lay out a clear plan in his head.
Ghost heard a crescendo of bullets from up above him. While he was by his lonesome the Millefiore Lightning Guardian was getting the hang of his lightning attributed Flame. He couldn't tell if he was able to drain other's Flames again. He would have to trick a guard into entering his cell for that, and none of the guards returned since they took Mukuro. He assumed there wouldn't be any around for sometime based on the noises from up above him. Unless he could come up with a technique to break the metal door open, he was still held as a captive with no way out.
"Sounds like things are about to get really good." Orcus was referring to the same gunshots Ghost had heard.
"Don't you need to go down there to take charge of your men?" The Vongola Mist Guardian hoped the answer was a yes.
"No, I have three trusted soldiers that can do that for me. I hope you're not trying to get rid of me so soon. We've barely begun, and I would be displeased to stop our fun here."
"You're the only one enjoying this...believe me." The blue haired man had been humiliated, but he was not reduced to begging.
As far as humiliation goes, both of his boots were removed by the brown haired man. That doesn't sound too bad, but the Bloody Syndicate boss did not stop there considering the blue haired man's shirt was wide open. Worst yet, the underwear he wasn't necessarily proud of was currently down around his ankles. Orcus' hungry gaze lingered on Mukuro's exposed body.
"Tell me, am I worse than Chiaro?"
"I'm not entirely sure. Maybe it's fair to you're equals."
"How so?"
"You don't have a group in here wanting to screw me all at once. On the other hand, Chiaro never had it out for Byakuran like you do."
"Equals with my deceased Right Hand Man? That's kind of upsetting." Orcus admitted.
"You can probably find time to cry about it on your own."
Orcus tugged on the messy blue locks, "You need to learn when to keep your mouth shut."
Kikyo could easily wipe this amount of people out with his Campanula di Nuvola. His own Flames might not agree with him using the technique or else he could run the risk of death. He could try to limit the number of Cloud Bellflowers he produced.
Byakuran looked back at the mint haired man, "I have a rough idea of what you're thinking. The bottom line is, don't do it. It's not worth taking that kind of risk."
The mint haired man caught a glimpse of something in one of the trio member's hand. The fluorescent lighting glared off the tip of the object. The man was moving his hand to throw the object at the white haired man.
Kikyo had no idea what it was, but warning his boss would be better than saying nothing at all, "Byakuran-sama, watch out!"
Byakuran ducked just in time. The new problem was, that now the same object was headed straight for Kikyo. He hadn't been standing very far apart from the white haired man. It wouldn't do him any good, but Kikyo squeezed his eyes shut waiting for the inevitable. He waited a few seconds before opening his eyes again, and the strange thing was it felt like nothing ever touched him.
Ghost stood in front of the Millefiore Cloud Guardian. From the looks of it the yellow haired man caught the object before it could reach Kikyo. Upon closer inspection the object turned out to be a syringe. Ghost dropped it on the floor, and crushed it underneath his foot. The trio started whispering amongst themselves. They were uneasy with the sudden appearance of one of the hostages. Kikyo was so relieved that he would have fallen to his knees if Ghost had not been there to catch him.
"I hate to say it, but you're happy reunion will have to wait. I need my happy ending too, but that hasn't happened yet." Byakuran told the two of his guardians.
"Our apologies Byakuran-sama.", Then he asked Ghost, "How did you manage to get here. I assumed you were trapped somewhere with the Vongola Mist Guardian."
"I was trapped with him at one point. However, the syndicate boss got his hands on Mukuro-san. I only escaped because my Lightning Flames were hot enough to melt the metal of the door. It took me some time to figure out how to do that though. I planned on helping Mukuro-san make a break for it, but I found the two of you first." Ghost explained.
"What was in that syringe?" Byakuran posed the question to the trio.
"We are not obligated to tell you." The one in the middle was the first to speak up.
"I feel like now that it's gone I'll have an even easier time beating the likes of you. Ghost, I'm leaving it up to you to keep an eye on Kikyo. He's your responsibility from here on out."
The Millefiore Lightning Guardian wrapped a protective arm around the mint haired man, "Understood."
Mukuro could tell that Orcus was dissatisfied. The brown haired man was tasting him all over, but it was difficult for Mukuro to put up a fight. His legs ached, and he could barely feel his Mist Flames returning. Not to mention Orcus' office was well armed. The brown haired man's tongue lingered on the blue haired man's member.
"I might have to start hurting you. That would be more exciting than what we have going now."
"You're a syndicate full of perverts and sadists? Who would have guessed." Flashbacks of Chiaro were resurfacing.
"Can't fight back physically, but your comments are as snarky as ever."
He got off of the Illusionist to search through his closets. There was a multitude of weapons hanging on the inside. Orcus selected a shock collar from one of the hooks. Mukuro's heart dropped at the sight of the collar. His disdain for captivity was becoming greater than ever.
"Is there a need for that? It's not like I'm being unruly. Unless you view giving up as unruly."
"It's true, you're not being unruly. This is an item that I thought would get a rise out of you. I couldn't have been more correct."
"You can put it away now. The joke's over."
"I may have wanted a rise out of you, but this here isn't a joke." Orcus held the collar up to emphasize his point.
He moved to hover above Mukuro again. The blue haired man's heart began to race. The collar was inches away from being clasped onto his neck. Mukuro braced himself for the oncoming pain because he needed to move at least one of his legs to shake Orcus off of him. The brown haired man was thrilled with the struggle he was putting up. When his office door came open he was losing the thrill, and took no time at all to become angered by the interruption.
"Idiotic worthless guards..." The Bloody Syndicate boss muttered to himself. He turned around just to shout, "Go away! I'm busy here!"
"I'm busy too asshole. Let's get this done and over with."
"Millefiore...? And the useless captive is free!?" Orcus was in complete shock.
"I was responsible for my own escape thank you very much." Ghost stated.
Byakuran turned his attention to his lover, "Mukuro, are you okay?" He tried to remain calm about the blue haired man's appearance considering how under dressed he was right now.
"Fine for the most part. You managed to stop him from putting a shock collar around my neck." As an afterthought he add, "My legs aren't in the best shape."
The white haired man walked towards his lover in order to protect him from the syndicate boss. Orcus was quicker than Millefiore boss when he reached for his gun. He pointed the firearms at Byakuran, and ordered him to stop moving. The white haired man complied with the order.
"That must mean my men were able to inject you with the liquid that suppresses Flames." Orcus couldn't hide his enjoyment in knowing that information. He looked at the Millefiore Guardians, "I assume you wasted your Flames breaking out of the underground cell, and then you had to fight through my men to make it up here." He turned his full attention to Kikyo, "Good to see you again, oath breaker. Once I dispose of your boss you are definitely next on my list. I'm still unsure what to do about your friend though."
Mukuro sadly knew what his fate would be if the situation did not go down well. He would stay at the Bloody Syndicate base being trapped by Orcus. The brown haired man was itching to pull the trigger on the Millefiore boss.
"Dammit...Why didn't your bring the rest of your guardians with you!?" The Vongola Mist Guardian was unable to shout very loudly because he was becoming choked up with many different emotions.
"I needed them to stay behind to watch our base. Turns out that was a foolish mistake on my part...I'm sorry it turned out this way. If I would have known what I was in for sooner...Forget about it, I'm not here to make excuses." Byakuran said.
"You put on such a brave front earlier. You probably thought you could trick me into believing you still had a decent amount of your Flames. That is until I pointed a weapon at you. Now all your bravado is gone." Orcus sneered.
"We can still make it through this Byakuran-sama. If the three of us take him on together." Kikyo said.
"He won't be satisfied unless I'm dead. Maybe Ghost can pull off a miracle when I'm gone. At least try to. That's all I ask."
"Enough of this sappy bullshit." Orcus pulled the trigger.
Mukuro closed his eyes, but the sound from the gun echoed around the whole room. The deed was done, and there was nothing he could do about it. The blue haired man couldn't even attempt to stop his tears from falling. Kikyo buried his face in Ghost's chest. Even if he had given up on his love for his boss it still hurt him to know that he was gone, completely removed from their lives.
Orcus turned the gun on the mint haired man, "And finally, it's your turn."
If things happen the way I'm currently predicted them to, then this fanfic should have one more chapter, and maybe a small Epilogue. We'll just have to see when it happens (For all I know the Epilogue could end up another full chapter) . Let me know what you thought of this chapter if you feel like it. Please and thank you.
