Under a Clouded Blue

Summary:

"My ambition in life? To conquer the world because destroying the mafia is so last season and I never got around with it the last time anyway…kufufu."

In which Rokudo Mukuro is reborn into a parallel world and finds himself in the position of every other SI/OC. Did he mention Hibari Kyoya being his younger brother?
To hell with what Sepira's spirit has to say about him making sure everyone —even bloody Byakuran— plays the role they did in his previous life. But if that dead woman promises those imported chocolate bonbons from Kawahira's store— "Sure. Why not?"

Featuring the evil mastermind and guardian angel of the canon!character's fates (the hell?): Rokudo Mukuro/Hibari Kuroo.

DISCLAIMER: Let's put this real simple- I am NOT Amano Akira hence I own nothing! Except the plot and a few characters of course.

WARNING: Mind the language AND the grammar!

8. His ambition.

It was a stare down.

A match he was clearly losing this time around too because this was his mother he was having the "stare down" with, and she also happened to be a very formidable competitor when it came to stare downs— meaning he never won against her even once.

He narrowed his eyes. "No."

"Yes."

"I'm seven! I can make my own decisions!"

"No, Kuroo. You will do exactly what I want you to do."

"But I don't want to!"

"You will. Don't make me call your father—"

"Why can't I keep my hair long!?" Kuroo exclaimed in exasperation. Honestly, what was so bad with having long hair? Girls had it and even guys did, hell, a certain commander of the Varia had the longest (and silkiest) hair he had ever known any person to ever have in his previous lifetime! This was unfair!

"Even Uncle Fon has long hair!"

The raven haired woman just raised a brow at his statement.

He frowned. "What?"

"Tell me then, why do you want to keep your hair long?"

Kuroo rolled his eyes. Because the "me" in the life before this had long hair (until death) which made him look so badass and I can't envision myself without long hair in this life too.

"Kufufu, because I want to."

Yup, splendid bratty response. What? Don't judge. He was supposed to be a kid; he was simply playing his role.

His mother now had an expression that appeared to say "really?" as she stared impassively at him. Thankfully, the two were interrupted by a maid who announced that there was a guest waiting to meet the woman. Izanami sighed. "We will continue this later, Kuroo."

However, the topic of his hair was never touched again.

Well, until a certain day when the Hibari were seated together for dinner…

And it was all because of that response, an entirely innocent one that threw them off-guard.

Dinner was a quiet affair as usual with a few comments about people his parents knew being thrown about the table as the family of four, along with Alison DeLauro dined together.

Kuroo paused mid-chew. "Kyo-chan, please pass me the salt."

The three-year old, however, seemed to ignore him in favour of carefully pushing the greens to the side of his plate.

"Kyo-chan." The older of the two siblings felt his patience slowly wearing thin.

"Kyoya." His tante lightly tapped on the little raven head's arm. When he looked up and met her eyes with a questioning look, she gestured over to the salt. "Pass the salt over to your brother. He wants it."

Baby Kyoya simply blinked.

"But I don't have a brother."

"Don't be ridiculous, Kuroo is your brother!" Alison exclaimed with her eyes wide in surprise at the sudden declaration from the youngest.

And here Kuroo had thought the two of them were getting along just fine, seeing that they'd only pick fights with each other about a few times a week compared to the "every- single-day" routine they usually followed in the past two years.

"Kyo-chan, what have I done to you to make you forget about my existence?"

The three-year old furrowed his brows as he turned to face him.

Even their parents were now staring with interest at the two of them.

"But…Kuroo is a girl." Baby Kyoya innocently replied. "So, isn't Kuroo my sister?"

…

Ah, the hair.

It was always his hair.

But he blamed it more on the touch of femininity he unmistakeably inherited from his mother, the whole lovely dark and long eyelashes, small lips and eyes that were not as sharp and slanted in the true "only-for-the-Hibari-males" fashion.

And he had only gotten his hair's length to his shoulders! Also, he had always had it tied at all times and it was in no circumstance, the slightest bit girly, no, it was manly! Fuck you, Kyoya!

Hibari Kuroo placed down his chopsticks with an unimpressed expression etched out on his delicate features. "Alright, I'm getting the haircut."

Today was an important day.

The day when all the students announced their ambitions in life to their classmates along with a re-introduction of themselves, seeing that they were now all third graders—

…was what every other eight year old kid had in their minds. All except for a certain stormy greyish-blue eyed boy who despite having an excited demeanour on as well was internally bored out of his wits. Why was everyone making such a big deal out of it?

Admittedly, he didn't know much of school life seeing that when he was eight in his other life he was busy being cut up, stabbed with needles and shifted from various laboratories— but still. Just what was so great about going up infront of the whole class just to read out your ambitions?

"—and I want to become an astronaut when I grow up then I can always look at the stars—"

" —work in the zoo because animals are so cute—"

"—I want to be a the Prime Minister of Japan and when I do, there will be—"

And half of their ambitions were way too ambitious or they simply had no idea about the real content of their work.

It was fucking stupid.

"Alright. That was a great ambition Kentaro." Saya-sensei beamed as the wavy dark haired boy marched back to his seat with a rather smug look. "I'll be looking forward to that future of yours."

"Thank you, sensei."

"Now, next up we have— ah! Hibari Kuroo."

Only when the whole class turned to look at him with very eager looks did the raven head realise that it was actually his turn. Well, who could blame him for spacing out?

He smiled pleasantly as he picked up the sheet of paper where he had written his impromptu speech on. He had completely forgotten about it until this morning when Sepira had piped in a question regarding his ambition, making him to hurriedly grab the nearest pencil and book and scribble down some shit for namesake which was necessary for him to keep up with his appearance as a "model student".

"Good morning everyone, as you all know my name is Hibari Kuroo. My birthday falls on the ninth of June and I am eight years old. I like the colour blue and—" he paused rather dramatically as he took on a shy expression, complete with the blush that painted his ivory skin "—and I l-love my baby brother, Kyo-chan. I love my mommy and daddy too but, my little brother, I…umm…I think I love him most."

The girls swooned at how sweet it was while the teacher looked as though she could replace the sun in the morning sky with that beaming smile that was slapped onto her face. As for the guys, they simply exchanged nods with each other, seeming impressed with how the raven head still seemed so cool even after that confession.

Fools.

How they easily fell for such a deceiving lie.

But well…it wasn't so much of a lie now seeing as to how his relationship with the future Demon of Namimori seemed to have drastically improved after that incident. And Kyo-chan was now undeniably such a sweet and adorable child in his eyes during the moments when he wasn't intent on biting him.

Yes, Kuroo had actually thought of getting a check-up after he caught himself thinking such a "thought". Afteral, it was one thing he'd never expected himself to even think, not even in a million years.

But don't mistake him; the only person he loved most in this world was himself. And no one would ever come to snatch the position of number one in his heart but himself. Call him an egoist if you must.

"My ambition in life is…" Kuroo stopped as he stared down at the paper where his ambition ran somewhere along the lines of wanting to be a professional photographer when he grew up. He paused for a moment, then thought to himself, 'Why should I lie about what I want to become?'

He neatly folded his paper and tucked it into the pocket of his pants and lifted his head up with a smile to meet the curious faces of his classmates (except for Kentaro who wore a look of suspicion) and his teacher's as well.

If anyone later asked him why he even did it (Sepira, for example) his answer would be that he was bored of his mediocre life. He needed gunshots, screams, blood and gore…not being stuck in a classroom full of kids who would undeniably undergo a major change of ambition by the time they reached high-school.

"I think I just decided to change what I want to become in the future, sensei."

"Umm, alright." Saya-sensei nodded quite slowly, unsure of how to react to this since it was a first in her whole teaching career. No kid ever decided to suddenly change their ambition when they were already up in the front and beginning to read out their introduction. "Go on with it then."

"So what is your ambition in life?"

"My ambition in life?" Kuroo took a deep breath. "To conquer the world because you see, destroying the mafia is so last season and I never got around with it the last time anyway…kufufu."

…

Everyone stared at him, expressions like that of a deer caught in the headlights of a speeding car. Even Saya-sensei seemed blank as she slowly processed the words of her favourite student.

What? Conquer the world? Destroy mafia?

"Think about it, the world in your grasp, at the tip of your fingers like a new toy for your birthday; to marvel over, to be in awe, to be excited like you've never been before. To brag about, to show off, to display it like a golden trophy and to bask in everyone's envy." Kuroo paused to take a breath. "Until of course, your childish senses get bored, you deem it unworthy and it's just…'another toy'."

He smiled when he saw that he now had everyone's attention, even their class bully who had been busy throwing spit-balls at some unfortunate victims had actually stopped his activity and listened with rapt attention.

"But no. That's not what I would do, what you think I would do just because I'm still a child, because I'm just another eight year old. Call it ambitious but not impossible 'cause surely, it's a much easier task than gathering all stray dogs in the world to keep them "safe and happy" in a nice big shelter."

At this, the girl with big doe eyes in the front blushed furiously.

Kuroo faced her with a raised eyebrow. "Kufufu, did you even consider what might happen if you did that? Dogs being well, dogs are rather territorial. Ever thought they might maul each other to death for being unacquainted with each other? And we're talking about at least a millions strays here. I'm sorry but your vision for a "safe and happy" shelter would turn into an international news headline for becoming a scene with lots of blood, gore…and dead dogs."

The said girl turned white as sheet and so did a few other soft-hearted girls who looked like they were about to get sick from imagining what the raven head had just said. The class bully loudly sniggered, making the girl turn from white to beetroot red once again.

Kuroo rolled his eyes. They were so immature, one reason why he didn't like kids despite being one at the moment.

"But what's more ridiculous is the thought of building mobile suits or—" The Hibari pointed at the bully. "What did you call them again?"

"Umm…Gundam…?" The bully gulped at the sudden attention that had been shoved right at his face.

"Yes, building a Gundam for every single person in the world. Rather than doing everyone a favour by giving them the opportunity to go to space and battle aliens —who, mind you, don't exist— you'll drain the Mother Nature of her resources, the people of their money and achieve nothing. Now, that is something much more impossible than the notion of wanting to conquer the world.

"Well, don't take ill my words. I'm not calling you fools (seeing that you already are), I'm just helping you differentiate ambitions from dreams. Ambitions are goals which are attainable. Dreams? They're meant to entertain your sleeping self so please, just leave them in the hands of Morpheus, don't bring them out from the realm they belong in."

A few of his classmates slowly nodded, unsure of how to react while the rest stared at him like he'd just announced that he was actually an adult who had been reborn again. His sensei? She looked very, very clueless, not knowing whether to stop him or to let him go on and continue to crush the inevitably childish ambitions of his classmates.

"Right so, I'm pretty sure you're all curious, and wondering and trying to possibly fathom, 'Why conquer the world?'. My answer? Don't hurt yourself trying to, and don't even attempt to comprehend something your brains can't possibly compute seeing that you weren't born a genius like me." Kuroo flashed a pleasant smile to his audience. "So, please, let me elaborate it for you instead, my dear friends, on my ambition which I can assure you is far more realistic than most of your ambitions."

"To start off with, first let me pose this question— you." He pointed at a mousy looking boy who was seated infront of him. "What would you do if you managed to conquer the world?"

"Well, I'll…umm…I'll make food free for everyone?"

"Kufufu, and drive the food production units into poverty because of a drastic fall in their income which will in turn have an adverse effect on the national income and thus, lead to the collapse of the economy, not only that of a country's but that of the world's?"

The boy simply blinked, slowly processing all of what the raven head had just said. Kuroo, however, already had his attention to another one of his classmates, pointing at a brown haired boy with glasses who was seated in the back.

"And what about you? What would you do?"

"I'd make sure there's world peace!" The boy exclaimed with a rather smug look.

Kuroo just smiled. "Not bad, but there will always be a handful of people who will deviate from your cause, turn into rebels and raise revolutions against you, thus leading to your demise."

He then spread out his hands with a deep sigh just because he had a flair for dramatics that would even put Shakespeare's characters to shame, and because he could. "You see, when I say I will conquer the world, I don't mean placing myself on a throne of gold, a crown of jewels on my head and make everyone bow down to me— I'd rather have them grovel at my feet and kiss the ground I walk on— well, coming back to my whole point, I won't conquer the world just to have everyone view me as a king, or an emperor. Kufufu, no, I'll do it in such a way that they view me as a god.

"Now, conquering the world does not mean coming out of nowhere and suddenly establishing for myself a position at the top. No. First, you start slow and low, like poison slowly slipping into your system. Before you know it, it's inside of you and spreading so rapidly, you have no control over it, not without an antidote, of course. But unfortunately for the world, it will never attain its antidote, thus forcing them to view me as their only saviour.

"Everyone will acknowledge me and my power; I will have in my hands the strings of all major organisations that hold our world together. I will play them like puppets and they will do my bidding without even realising it."

Kuroo paused before turning around to view the wall clock that hung above the blackboard. Five minutes had already passed by, his time was up; he needed to wrap up. He turned back to his still speechless audience with a smirk.

"And as much as I would love to continue, I believe I have to follow the rules and stick to the time limit adjusted by Saya-sensei." He cleared his throat. "The main reason for my cause is simple, it's to make sure maniacs with foolish ambitions don't take over the world and ultimately lead to its destruction. It will be my toy, my trophy, my world. So, join me in my cause, support me and I assure you, you will all enjoy the fruits of my efforts. What say you?"

It only took a few seconds before the whole class was on their feet, clapping and cheering out loudly for him. Now, wasn't that music to his ears?

He smirked.

"I'm home." Kuroo announced as he entered the house after such an eventful day at school.

"Ah, jeune garçon. A package came in for you this morning…" Alison greeted him in the hallway, not before eyeing him suspiciously. "It came from Italy, saying you won a prize from some beauty products manufacturing company."

"Oh, the moisturizing oils are here. That's good. I was wondering how long it would take to arrive." The raven head brushed off as though it was nothing.

When his tante raised a questioning eyebrow at him, he simply sighed and replied, "They were doing a promotion campaign for their company in our school, it was through a painting competition. Is it really a surprise that I bagged the first prize?"

"Promotion campaign? An Italian based company doing a promotional campaign in a Japanese school?"

"Oui." He rolled his eyes as he proceeded down the hallway to get to his room. "Have you ever heard of Multinational Corporations? They have a branch in Japan so why not?"

"Then couldn't the prize have come in from Japan itself?"

"Having a prize specially imported right from Italy is a much catchier way to promote their products tante."

There was a pause before she finally gave in. "Alright."

Kuroo internally sighed.

His tante wasn't some dumb person who could be easily manipulated; she was such a tough nut. Truth be told, there was no such competition involved for him to win the prize but rather some far distance possession of certain people in Italy to get the specially prepared olive body moisturizing oils he favoured using in his previous life to be shipped to him.

Who could blame him for being fed up of the moisturizing products available on this side of the globe?

Honestly speaking, he wouldn't have gone to such an extent if online shopping had already become a thing by now.

It would in maybe a year or two's time.

But it hadn't, so yeah.

"By the way, how was Kyo-chan's first day at kindergarten?"

Alison gave a deep sigh from behind him which made the raven head turn around with raised eyebrows. Okay, that wasn't an expression he had been expecting.

"Izanami picked him up after barely an hour." She replied.

"What did he do? Bite someone? I totally knew that was coming." Kuroo snorted.

"No. He—" His tante sighed again. "He came down with a serious case of hives. Apparently, he's allergic…to people."

The raven head remained silent for five whole seconds before collapsing unto the floor, his whole body shaking with laughter. He should have guessed that. Afteral, the Hibari Kyoya hated crowds. Oh god, this was so hilarious.

Alison pinched the bridge of her nose. "It's not funny, jeune garçon. He's refusing to even move from bed or even eat, and he's been under his blankets hiding himself from everyone, even your mother, ever since he returned from the doctor's."

Kuroo gasped for breath as he sat up and wiped the tears from his eyes. Could this day get any better?

"Aww, little Kyo-chan has such an ego for his appearance." The raven grinned as he got to his feet. "Kufufu, where is he? I'll talk to him."

"Don't even think of taunting him into staying into bed for the rest of the day." She warned.

Kuroo rolled his eyes. "We both know that stage has long past ever since last winter."

Right. She still remembered that time when she had accompanied the boy's parents for an emergency work late at night only to return early in the morning to discover the two siblings cuddled up next to each other and soundly sleeping, a sight she had never expected to witness even in a millennia's time.

"But old habits die hard."

"Or you're just paranoid, tante."

The woman huffed before leading him off to his little brother's room. She knocked on the door twice before sliding it open and entering, Kuroo behind her.

"Okay, you can leave now, tante. I'm sure Kyo-chan will only want to talk to me." The raven head waved her off before approaching the bed where Baby Kyoya immediately curled into a tight ball, pulling the blankets to cover him like a shield.

"Remember what I told you." She reminded before sliding the door shut and walking away to go on carrying whatever task she had been occupied with before Kuroo's arrival.

"Hello, Kyo-chan." Kuroo greeted as he sat on the edge of his younger brother's bed with a grin.

A/N: For those of you who thought this was such an abrupt ending, it continues on in the next chapter, no worries :'3

Surprised with the sudden drastic improvement in Kuroo and Kyoya's relationship? I did say I was speeding up with his life xD And my plan for the two was sweet affectionate love for each other right from the start so it's beginning as of now :'3

About "that incident", I'm planning to make an omake of it if anyone's interested to know. And I'm sorry if Kuroo's speech wasn't impressive, but I tried at least, it was so difficult, I agonised over it for at least two days =.=

Also about updates, I've shifted it to a weekly basis so here you go!

As for the reviews, special thanks to SakuraLuck, TheSilverHunt3r, fernandfeather, Blue16Talons, SugarAlien, almakarma18 and Wxin! Thank you so, so much! I love you guys! ^^

SakuraLuck: Thank you for your continued support! Well, the two brothers have a drastic improvement in their relationship here xD Also, next chapter is Kuroo and Kentaro centred, do look forward to that! :'3

fernandfeather: Kyoya was in the stage of childhood where children like to repeat newly learned words over and over again, so he just slapped the label of "herbivore" on Kuroo xD

SugarAlien: Well, his grandpa is a sort of big-shot yakuza boss, and so due to reasons, he doesn't just go about to family gatherings…is what I envisioned xD Grandpa Hibari will show up too though, somewhere along the way I guess, and thank you once again for you long review, I loved reading it!

Wxin: Yes he does. And I'm glad you love it, thank you ^^

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