a/n: One important thing to keep in mind is that it has nothing to do with the current story. It's an AU one-shot in which Elena is reborn (falls from the sky) ten years into a parallel future where Byakuran wins.
This one-shot is dark and I hope it lives up to your expectations.
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The Devil Wears White
"You know, I kill people who walk into my parties uninvited," Byakuran gave me a wide smile. He had stopped me at the gate and pulled me aside.
Great job, Elena! You party-crashed the ball of the most psychotic villain in KHR. How are you so talented?
"You know, it's weird that you smile when you're threatening to kill someone," I pulled my gown up so that the nasty snake couldn't see my cleavage. "Listen, weirdo, I'm just here to catch me a rich husband and I heard that the men in this party are loaded so can you scoot over-"
I tried to push him away but he grabbed my wrist. "Where did you get that gown? From the trash-bin? We all are important people here and you are an eyesore."
"I could say the same about you," I crossed my hands. "What's with that outfit? Are you dressed as a white crayon, you asshole?"
Byakuran scoffed and looked like he was losing his calm composure. "You walk into my house, my ball uninvited and then you mock me? Do you know who I am?" He was behind me and I could feel his breathe on my skin.
"Ego-maniac who wants to dominate the world," I said.
He had already killed the Vongola and their allies. The man was the ruler of this new messed up world and I was certain that I was in Hell. My only hope was that Tsuna would kill him in some parallel universe and everything would fix up.
"Wrong, dear. This world is already mine and I'm already king," I could feel him smirk. "And if you know what is good for you, go back to whichever drain you crawled out of or I'll-" He ran his finger down my neck and over my collarbone. "Or I'll chop you into tiny pieces."
I turned around and looked him straight in the eye. "I am from the slums and yes, this dress belonged to some old maid who lent it to me but I will not have you speak to me that way. Kill me if you must. Anything to get that fake smile out of my sight." I died once, how bad the second time can be?
"Feisty, aren't we?" Byakuran was looking at me differently and now, I was scared. Terrified. "You do know how to make a first impression, love. What is your name? If you lie I'll know."
"Elena," I stiffened. I tried to move away from him but he firmly wrapped his arm around my waist.
"Well, Elena, how about we spend the night together and I tame that spirit of yours? I bet under all that spice you'll be pretty sweet when I lick and bite you-"
I pushed him away. "Uncool. That's sexual harassment, dude."
My entire skin was flushed. The problem was that Byakuran was so freaking attractive. I could make fun of him looking like a crayon all day but his tight white shirt left nothing for imagination and his arms were so muscular they almost looked sculpted and he had this sharp jawline… But the worst thing was that he promised of sin and there was this small part of me that was very curious about all that darkness.
"I didn't walk in here for a one-night stand with a lunatic. I'm a gold-digger and I'm searching for a rich husband. Clearly, I made a mistake coming here tonight. I won't be crashing any of your parties ever again," I quickly said and left.
"There's a package for you, Elena," the mailman handed me over an elegantly wrapped box. How the hell does someone wrap a box elegantly? I could feed all the kids in the slum with the money the gift-wrapper cost.
I walked into my dingy hut. Byakuran's rule almost had a dystopia kind of effect on the world (and yes, we're talking Hunger Games level dystopia) and a lot of the population was forced to live in the slums. For someone who wanted to live a rich and happy life this was a nightmare.
There was a letter attached to it. 'Hello, sweetheart. My thoughts keep going back to you and I keep thinking how I never punished you. You'll notice that all the kids in your slum have disappeared.' I stiffened. 'I'll let the kids go if you come to this address wearing exactly the clothes I gave you or else… you're not dumb as you look, right? Love, Byakuran.'
I opened the package and there was this unbelievably expensive red dress made of velvet and lace. It was completely modest and hid everything that anyone could want to hide. It's almost like he didn't want me to show any skin.
But then my eyes fell on the white lingerie he gave me and my face went red. It left nothing for imagination.
What the hell was he planning?
I knocked the hotel door, nervous as hell.
"It's open," Byakuran sang and I wanted to punch something. That guy needed to stop acting like he was as pure as the snow-y clothes he wore.
"Listen, you asshole, I'm not your whore-" I stopped when I saw Byakuran on his bed. Naked.
"Enjoying what you see?" Byakuran asked coolly. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Release the kids. And give them each a packet of marshmallows. The poor things look malnourished."
"Put on some clothes-" I demanded.
"Why don't you take off yours?" He threw his phone away and just seemed to relax more. " I can clearly see that your Storm flames haven't been marked by any Sky so I'm claiming you as mine."
Without warning my entire body jolted as I felt my Storm flames eagerly submit to his Sky flames. No matter how much of a monster he was, Byakuran was the strongest Sky in the planet. Of course, my flames would jump at the thought of being his.
"I am not taking off my clothes, you pervert," I crossed my hands. But my flames nagged at me to do what our Sky wanted. Ugh. "This is the second time we met."
"At least I know your name," Byakuran said. "I barely give other women that courtesy. Now take off your clothes. I need to punish you, Elena." His voice was authoritative and my Storm flames hummed with contentment.
"Make me, you pasty crayon son of a-"
Byakuran looked at me heatedly. Why did he want to sleep with me? I wasn't as attractive as the original Elena. I mean was amazing but I was fat (no self-hate!) and my hair was still greasy because the shampoo I owned wasn't good enough and-
"I'm not going to make you do anything," he relaxed even more and looked at me like he had all the time in the world.
My eyes couldn't leave his body. This was my Sky now and though he had forced my Storm flames to submit to him, every nerve in my body was so happy to be his... it was disgusting.
"What's my punishment?" My voice was low.
"Well, the plan is to make you beg me to take your virginity," Byakuran said so casually that I knew this was a game to him. I was a challenge and he thought he was going to win.
"How did you know?" I swallowed. I mean I looked like I was twenty-two and rarely anyone at this age..
"Your flames whispered to me all the things they want their Sky to do to them-"
I walked over to him and punched him straight in the nose. I am pretty sure I broke it and he was totally off-guard. "I am not your doll, your fucked up majesty. Go to hell."
I left the room, furious. I wished I had never, ever met him.
Why had I ever crashed his party?
It was unbelievably painful to be away from my Sky. The stronger the Sky, the more the effect he has on you and mine was always on my thoughts.
I could feel my flames craving for Byakuran and it disgusted me.
"The rent is still due," the landlord said.
"Come on. This place is made of mud. Why the hell do you need rent?" I snapped.
This whole situation was so draining. I really wish I just didn't fell from the sky with nothing and no one of my own. I was in Hell.
"How about you use that tongue of yours for other reasons and maybe you'll make enough money to pay the rent? Hell, I know some guys who'd pay to have that mouth of yours around their-" There was a snap and the landlord dropped dead with his head rolling on the ground.
Byakuran smiled at me and his white clothes were dripping red.
"What the hell did you just do?" I was beyond shocked.
"This is my world. I get to do whatever I want," Byakuran said. "No one talks to one of mine like that and gets to live. Pack your stuff. I refuse to let one of my Storms live in a pigsty like this."
"I am not yours!" I screamed. "You just don't get to control me!"
Byakuran gave me an irritated look. "Fine, sweetheart. Let's make a deal. You live with me from now on in exchange of anything you want. How about that?"
"I am not having sex with you!"
"I don't need to buy women, sweetheart. I'm classier than that. I just need you to sleep in the same bed as me. That will be torture enough for you. Sooner or later, you'll beg for me."
I closed my eyes and exhaled. "Educate all the kids here and make sure that every person in this slum has enough food."
"My, my. Someone has protective instincts," Byakuran pulled me towards him and after weeks I relaxed. My Sky.
"Are you seriously sleeping naked?!" I snapped. I was fully covered in nightwear.
"So that you have more access to me," Byakuran smirked. "Plus, there's nothing you haven't seen before. You were ogling me the last time. You know, the only reason I'm keeping you around is to take your virginity. The quicker you give it to me, the quicker you get to leave."
"You white piece of crap-"
"How about we make a deal? A little game, my dear Elena. If you strip naked and let me eat marshmallows off you for the next one hour, I'll wear my clothes to bed for the next 5 days."
My body would throb with lust every time Byakuran would talk about… Taking my virginity was one of the most intimate things my Sky could do to me and the fact that he was naked and clearly aroused did not help the situation.
I was scared of what I'd do if Byakuran kept sleeping naked next to me. Every nerve in my body wanted to please my Sky and give him my virginity– My hands balled into fists.
"Go ahead. Sleep naked. Yes, it'll give me more access to you. Wait till I cut your family jewels off," I made a slicing sound with my mouth. I took my pillows and blanket, laying them on the floor.
"The deal was sleeping on the same bed as me," Byakuran said, amused, "or do you not care about the children in that pigsty?"
I stiffened. I begrudgingly put the pillows and blankets back on the bed. I tried not to look at the very naked, very sexy asshole. I could feel his gaze on me but I tried to fall asleep. It was going to be a long night….
I woke up when I felt an arm tightly wound around my waist. I opened my eyes and my heart sped up. My lips were latched onto Byakuran's mouth and I was hungrily kissing him. My hands were exploring his white hair and I was desperately grinding against him. I was still full-on clothed and he was still very naked.
I stiffened and for a few brief seconds we exchanged heated glances.
I pushed away from him so quickly that I fell from the bed. Byakuran laughed.
"I told you that you couldn't resist me. You're an extremely weak Storm and I'm the strongest Sky alive. You subconsciously crave me. I didn't even have to initiate anything," Byakuran said.
"You know what? Maybe I'm physically attracted to you," I said, "but, honestly, you're a douchebag and nothing really is going to happen between us."
"I've killed people for less," Byakuran stretched and my eyes couldn't leave his sculpted abs. Every inch of him radiated power and strength. "So you need to be careful with that mouth of yours but of course, I'll forgive you if you–"
"I think I've had enough sexual suggestions for the day," I snapped. "I don't really care if you kill me. Been there, done that. Death isn't all that scary. What's worse is nearly having sex with you. You are Hell."
I was about to storm out of the room but he stopped me.
"You're going nowhere looking like that," Byakuran said heatedly and I knew that this wasn't debatable. I glanced at the mirror. The first three buttons of my nightdress were torn and my lacey bra peaked a bit. I looked completely disheveled and my hair was all messy.
"Fine, I'll get changed," I said. I was confused as to why he was acting like that. "Put some pants on. Seeing you naked will scar your subordinates."
"He's so frustrating!" I said, motioning my hands angrily. "This has been going on for months, Shoichi! We argue every waking moment and then the next morning we're acting like.."
I remembered how he was biting my nipple through the fabric this morning and how he had his arms around me possessively and how I had subconsciously wrapped my legs around his waist… My entire face flushed.
"Elena," Shoichi sighed, massaging his temples, "how about you just give Byakuran what the both of you want?"
"I'm not going to have sex with him!" No matter, how much I desperately wanted to do exactly that. "I.. This is all a game to him and I'm not going to let him win."
I had developed an odd camaraderie with Shoichi. He was the only guy Byakuran wouldn't whisk me away from and I was pretty sure we kept each other sane.
"It's not a game to him," Shoichi said, surprised at what I just said. "He's infatuated with you. He's usually good at keeping himself calm and in check but when it comes to you–"
"That's all very flattering, Shoichi, but let's not forget he's a mass-murdering, power-hungry, world-domination-obsessed psychopath," I said, gritting my teeth. I couldn't believe I was so damn attracted to a monster like him.
"You know, how you demanded for food and education for the kids in the slums?" Shoichi asked.
"Don't tell me he didn't keep his part of the deal because I swear–"
"He kept his end of the deal. In fact, he's making efforts to make education mandatory for all kids in his world and he's already made sure that all kids below the age of 18 get proper nutrition. That all happened after you came in," Shoichi said. "He still kills anyone who gets in his way and he's every bit of the monster he was before you came in but you bring out a human side to him. You are extremely protective of children and that seems to have rubbed off on him."
I remembered the times I kept ranting and complaining about the state of children in his stupid world. He always ignored me, turning every situation unnecessarily sexual.
"What?" I tried to laugh. "Byakuran, of all people, made food and education compulsory for children in his trashy kingdom? What's today? April Fool's?"
"If it's any consolation, he hates the effect you have on him," Shoichi said dryly. "You have no idea how much he wants to get rid of you."
"Well, that makes the two of us.." An idea popped into my head.
"What are you planning, Elena?" Shoichi gave me a wary look.
"A way we can both get what we want," I said.
"You're in bed early," Byakuran smirked at the sight of me under so many blankets before taking off his white jacket.
"Let's make a deal," I said and slid the covers off me. I was finally wearing the lacy lingerie that Byakuran had gotten me a long time ago. I'm pretty sure I would have felt less exposed if I were naked. My palms were sweaty and my heart hammered in my chest.
Byakuran froze. There were no smirks or snide comments. His eyes were fixed on me and I think he swallowed painfully but that was probably just my imagination.
"Let's do this whole.. Sex thing," I flushed and Byakuran stiffened more. "But this will be only a one time thing. In exchange, I want you to help me marry someone rich. Introduce me to all those rich guys you invite over to your fancy balls. You know I've always wanted to be a gold-digger–"
Byakuran was near me within seconds.
"I'll give you whatever you want," Byakuran's voice was low and dark. His finger traced my cheekbone. Something was telling me that he wasn't thinking straight and he hadn't realised what he had just promised. "Just let me touch you."
I nodded, surprised that Byakuran was asking, in his own way, for permission.
Byakuran kissed me hungrily and his hands roamed my body. He tore off the lingerie with few swift movements. His movements were rough and he pinned me against the bed with his strong arms. His flames engulfed my Storm flames and they were thrilled with the attention.
It didn't matter, right? We'd both get what we want and then I'd get rid off him. This night didn't matter. It was just finally a release of all that built-up tension.
I didn't hold back the moan when Byakuran possessively bit my thigh, slowly going up.
I had wanted this so bad.
"Where do you think you are going?" Byakuran said. He still had his eyes closed but he had a iron-grip on my waist. He pulled me closer and opened his eyes, giving me a satisfied look.
"I need to shower," I said, covering myself with blankets.
"How about I join you?" His breath fanned my neck and it took all my will-power to push him away.
I sat up and he frowned.
"Congratulation, Byakuran Gesso. You won. You took my virginity. Now, it's time you follow through your end of our new deal," I said.
"New deal?" Byakuran looked like he was trying to remember it. "What was it again?"
"You're going to help me get a rich husband. Time to play match-maker, you white crayon–" I froze when I saw Byakuran's expression.
"Find you a rich husband?" He hissed. His orange flames glowed around him and I'm pretty sure no one ever saw him this angry. I took a step back. "You think I'm just going to hand you over to another man."
"Well, that was the deal," I said. "You promised. Why does it matter to you? You won your stupid game."
"Game? Do you think last night was some game?" Byakuran's rage was cold and it startled me. Why was he getting so angry? Didn't he want to get rid off me? "I don't have to keep any promises."
He pulled me onto his lap. His vermilion eyes dug into mine. It was so weird that the composed mafia boss seemed to unravel whenever he was with me and I didn't know what to think of him. He was a monster. He brought the world down to its knees and cut its head off. He was doom and destruction and fake. But sometimes, underneath all that twisted darkness, I saw good in him.
I wasn't going to lie; that darkness was his most alluring trait. And did I really care if he was a monster? The Devil once was an angel.
"I am not going to be some side-whore, you bastard," I tried to pull away but all he did was flinch.
"I have no such intentions, Elena," Byakuran traced my cheekbones with his long digit. "I am already King. I have conquered this world. I have killed my enemies and my subjects are puppets to my whims. Might as well have a Queen now. You want power? Money? I can give it all to you." He whispered the last sentence into my ear.
"You're a monster," I said but I motioned closer to him. His breath fanned my neck.
I thought about what Shoichi said. If I could influence Byakuran.. if i could turn this Apocalypse into a better place for the future generation.. For the children in the slums. I didn't even know if Byakuran would wake up one morning, decide he was bored with me and then kill me but it was worth a shot.
"I am," Byakuran said unapologetically. "And I'm not giving you away to some man. You are mine–"
"You're angry, dark… You don't feel safe and you don't know what do about it. You're always trying to be a step ahead even if you've won. You don't trust anybody. You don't love anybody. Lost. Alone. You wish you could control your demons, instead of them controlling you," I said with realization and he just stared at me. We had quite a few things in common.
I was in a dark fairy tale. Byakuran was a dark, evil King and I was some slum woman who fell from the sky because she killed herself. No one was going to rescue me and I didn't know if I wanted to be rescued.
Byakuran kissed me with the hunger of a starving man. His fingers interlocked with my hair and I dug my nails into his skin.
He was fire and I decided that I wanted to burn.
