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!
9. Sepira's advice.
It was horrifying.
There were just so many of these...these small beings.
Squealing, laughing, pushing and playing, it all seemed like a nightmare come to life. No one had told him that there would have been this many of them. No one had, and therefore he didn't know what hit him the moment he had stepped into the kindergarten.
And it was just his first day too.
His mother and aunt bid him goodbyes, they told him to be good before they left him.
…left him on his own, to fend himself against all these herbivores.
Just what was this place?
He had thought kindergarten was a much calmer environment. Was this what his nii-san had to go through too? How did Kuroo manage to survive? Why didn't he warn him then? Why didn't he tell him beforehand that it was a place crowded with herbivores? Was this revenge for drawing over his homework?
Baby Kyoya shook his head, it was an accident. He hadn't known it was Kuroo's notebook. It looked just like his so he had gone on and drawn on it. But Kuroo had forgiven him; he'd said it was alright even though he seemed a little upset.
Surely, he wouldn't have had a hand in this, right?
"Alright children, gather around, this is your new friend, Hibari Kyoya." A woman (the mother herbivore?) who was definitely in charge of all the little herbivores said as she gestured for the raven to come forward.
At her announcement, all the herbivores turned to face him with their big, big eyes. It was unnerving, being stared at by so many of them.
Baby Kyoya shuffled nervously at his feet as he tucked on the hem of his little blue sweater. He cast his eyes downwards and allowed himself to be led into the circle of the little herbivores by the woman who wore a big smile.
He was starting classes late because he had had caught a flu which had rendered him to bed-rest for a week, making him miss the start of kindergarten by two days.
"You will all be nice with him, won't you?" The mother herbivore asked.
"Yes, sensei!" The little herbivores chirped in reply.
Then…they made their move.
They started tugging him in different directions, talking all at once, their hands on his sweater, on his arms, and on his face too.
They were too loud.
They were too touchy.
He loathed it.
Ihatethisihatethisihatethisihatethis…
He just wanted to be alone.
Ihatethisihatethisihatethisihatethis…
Oh, how he hated them.
Very soon, he started feeling funny, like he couldn't breathe. The air was too warm, it was just so stuffy. His head felt very dizzy and his stomach lurched in an awful manner.
That was when the red spots began appearing on his skin.
…
And then someone screamed.
Baby Kyoya threw himself unto his bed and refused to move the moment he'd reached home after a visit to the doctor's. He'd completely ignored everyone who tried to come and pacify him to take his medicine or eat something. No, he wasn't sulking. He had just decided to be in bed for the whole day.
And he was determined to stay that way for…forever.
That was until his older brother came along, of course.
"Hello, Kyo-chan."
The younger raven felt the bed dip as his brother sat on the edge of it. "Go away."
"Now, don't make this difficult." Kuroo huffed as he gently attempted to pry away the covers, only for it to be pulled back in an instant by Baby Kyoya.
"No. I don't want to talk to you…"
"Oya, so now you're throwing a tantrum at your beloved brother?" Kuroo frowned.
"…you didn't tell me there were so many herbivores."
The stormy greyish-blue eyed boy paused for a moment before chuckling. "Kufufu, is that why you're upset?"
"They…they made me turn into this…" Baby Kyoya replied in a muffled tone as he buried his face into his pillow. He growled low. "…I will bite them allto death."
"It's just a case of hives, and it'll disappear eventually. It's not a permanent thing, Kyo-chan." Kuroo said with amusement as he tried tugging on the blankets this time again. "So stop overreacting."
There was some hesitation on part of the younger Hibari sibling. "Really? It will go away?"
"Wait… didn't anyone tell you that?"
"…no."
Kuroo rolled his eyes. "Of course they didn't, those idiots. Did you apply your ointment yet?"
"…not yet."
"Alright, come here; let me put it on for you."
The younger of the two slowly sat up and turned to face his brother, the part of the blanket that covered his face falling onto his lap. He looked very vulnerable with all the rashes on his face and it took all Kuroo had in himself to not pull him into a sudden hug. Really, that incident had such an impact that neither of the two fought like cats and dogs anymore but rather, showed affection in their own unique way.
"Will it hurt?" Baby Kyoya asked as he suspiciously eyed the round container of ointment in his brother's hands.
"No." Kuroo smiled in return. "Here, turn your body towards me so that I can apply it properly."
"…okay."
Kuroo felt pleased with the fact that the future Demon of Namimori had so easily listened to him.
Such was his awesomeness that none could compare to.
"It's cold." Baby Kyoya commented as he watched his older brother apply the ointment onto his arms after being done with his face. "Why is it cold?"
"Because this is supposed to give off a soothing effect, it'll make you feel nicer." Kuroo replied as he gestured for his other arm. "Okay?"
"Hnn, okay."
The two lapsed into silence as the older concentrated on applying the balm on his brother's skin while the other simply watched.
"Alright, we're all done." Kuroo announced as he set the ointment away and helped Baby Kyoya lie down. "You can sleep now, and don't worry about the allergies, remember what I told you?"
The younger raven head nodded with a yawn. "Will you stay here till I fall asleep?"
Kuroo managed to hide his smirk. "I'll stay as long as you like, first let me change out of my uniform."
By the time Kuroo had returned, however, his younger brother was already fast asleep, tired from all the effort he had put into hiding himself from his tante and mother. The raven gently nudged the younger a little over to the side before getting into the covers himself, his homework on his lap along with his pencil box.
As he was halfway through with solving his math sums, an all too familiar woman chose to enter the room, and mind you not through the door like any other normal person, but the wall of course; in true ghost-like fashion.
"Hello, Kuroo." She greeted him, seeming a little tired. "How have you been doing?"
"Better than you have." He replied as he quirked an eyebrow at her dishevelled state. Was it even possible for ghosts to feel tired? No. He wasn't going to ask her, knowing she'd simply reply with her usual, 'I'm not exactly a ghost' theory.
"I had to…tend to a conflict that arose." She sighed.
"The Giglio Nero? Tending to it despite been dead?"
"Correct." She nodded with another sigh. "And despite being dead, there are always dreams for communication. Well, we are getting to a solution, but I came to warn you— oh, and that was quite a speech you gave today."
"I thought you were busy attending to some conflict?"
Sepira shrugged with a playful smile. "I have my own ways, but Kuroo, don't take conquering the world too seriously, people think you have a god complex or are suffering from a serious case of— ah, how do the Japanese call it? Oh, Chuunibyou."
At this, the boy stopped writing and looked up at her with a frown. "Excuse me?"
"Hmm? Oh it's nothing, just a moment of breaking the third wall." She hummed happily before abruptly cutting herself off as she remembered something, her orbs suddenly turning a bright blue, caught in a dreamy like trance. "Kuroo, you have to be careful…I…well, just don't kill anyone."
Kuroo blinked. "Why would I kill anyone?"
"I can't tell you the details, but as long as you don't kill anyone, it will be just fine. You will make a remarkable ally for your future out of the crisis. Don't stupidly throw away this chance." The Giglio Nero Primo spoke, her eyes still glazed over as she did before going back to its normal appearance when she ended her sentence. She offered him a smile. "Well then, I will be taking my leave now. I wish you all the luck the world can offer you for the next forty eight hours. And give Kyoya my love, dear."
Just as the raven opened his mouth to ask just what the fuck she meant by those words, Sepira disappeared with a bright flash. Something he had only witnessed her do a few times when she had to go to some other end of the world or when she was in a great hurry to get to him. He sighed.
Oh well, at least she won't be around for the next two days.
He would have some peace and privacy of his own.
"So, what do you think of him Kuroo?"
The raven who had been reading the latest issue of some manga he had lately taken an interest in, looked up from the pages to glance at the wild looking boy who sat on the desk next to his. "Pardon me, Tamaki, what were you talking about?"
A girl with an outrageous bow whose name he couldn't seem to remember at the moment giggled from her position by Tamaki's side. "Kuroo-kun, he's asking about your opinion on Sakaguchi Kentaro. Honestly, you should talk to your friends, instead of reading during lunch break."
Friends.
They were a group of five, two girls and three boys, him included. These people made up his friends circle. One he had created because what good would come if he remained a lone-wolf? People needed connections to use to their advantage. So rather than call them his "friends", he regarded them as mere acquaintances.
"Kentaro?" He raised a delicate brow. "What of him?"
"He's such a brat, don't you think?" The other girl who looked like a doll commented as she flipped her hair back with a scoff. "A show-off, and moreover, he's always messing around with you."
Ah, right.
Did he ever mention that half of the population of his class despised his self-proclaimed rival all because he was the only one who dared to stand against Kuroo? Everyone was such a sweetheart.
"Yeah, why don't you go give him a piece of your mind? That way he'll stop bothering you, Kuroo!" Ichigo, the one with an obnoxious nature, exclaimed.
"Ichigo, are you an idiot? Kuroo does not have time to waste with losers like Kentaro." Tamaki rolled his eyes, raising his voice just as he'd spotted the said amber eyed boy entering the classroom without his friends to back him by his side. "Right?"
This was all so childish and stupid.
But a part of him—
Kuroo smiled as his eyes met with startled wide amber orbs. "Of course."
—liked to see the way hope could be so easily crushed with just a few words. How the light immediately vanished from one's eyes as quickly as it formed in the first place, as simple as blowing off a candle's flame.
And there it was.
The look of disbelief that slowly morphed into hurt and then finally, anger.
The boy with wavy dark hair marched out of the room with fists clenched while slightly trembling.
Kuroo let out a soft sigh. Well, at least that would keep Kentaro from aggressively approaching him as usual for about a few months perhaps? As long as he stayed out of the Hibari's path, Kuroo didn't care what he had to do to have it that way, except for killing him off of course.
Was this what Sepira meant? Not to kill anyone?
But it was very hard not to resist the urge to do just that.
Especially since Kentaro always recovered and bounced back to his normal routine of getting under the raven's nerves. He frowned slightly; apparently, the scare of "a kiss" during kindergarten wasn't enough to permanently scare the amber eyed boy off from ever coming anywhere near the raven head again.
He'd have to think of something more…traumatic.
"Is something bothering you, Kuroo-kun?"
He smiled. "Kufufu, I was just…thinking."
A certain wavy haired boy was trying to keep his distance, and struggling to remain as invisible as he could. He wasn't stalking. No. He was just trying to make sure the other didn't notice him.
"Are you following me, Kentaro?"
And apparently, he was doing a great job at it too.
Kuroo had paused in his steps and turned around with a bright smile which was directed at the said boy who flinched and immediately decided that the ground was a much appeasing sight than meeting those stormy greyish-blue eyes.
"O-Of course not!" The boy quickly replied. "As you can see, I'm walking home as well."
"Oya, so it's a coincidence that we're walking down the same path?"
"Exactly." Kentaro huffed in annoyance.
His day had gone on well, right from the moment he woke up to his negotiation with the chauffer whom his parents sent on a daily basis to pick him up from school. Until the lunch break of course. And it was all that idiotic Tamaki's fault!
Things had been going on smoothly.
He had had Kuroo exactly where he wanted him to be and then thathappened.
Kentaro always found himself wondering why the raven hung out with those kids who were obviously just sticking around Kuroo for his popularity. It was something as clear as the fact that the sun rises in the east. The raven would be intelligent enough to guess that right? He was Hibari Kuroo, afteral.
But even if he did notice, the raven still hadn't done anything about it.
So Kentaro had come up with something utterly brilliant plan, well, now that he actually thought about it, he found himself rather stupid for even thinking his "plan" would work out.
Trying to befriend Kuroo was as difficult as trying to prove the fact that dragons existed.
The amber eyed boy shook his head to get rid of those thoughts.
It was over now. No chance of getting the raven to turn friendly with him. It would have been impossible; he knew it very well right from the start but sometimes, reality just needed to slap one in the face to make them accept the truth.
"And may I ask, since when did you start walking back home on your own?" The raven tilted his head to the side, his tone sounding almost…curious?
"Is it a crime to do so?" He snapped back immediately before internally groaning.
Old habits die hard.
Well, he wasn't technically going to walk all the way back home…
"No. Of course not." Kuroo replied with another one of his charming smiles. "I presume your ride is parked a block away from the school to ensure you enjoy your apparent 'short walk back home' before escorting you back?"
Drat! The raven had just read his mind! Was he a psychic!?
He spluttered, unable to think or even come up with a reply except for a choked "So what?" which was, admittedly, not the most eloquent answer to snap back with.
Kuroo hummed to himself, his expression one that clearly said he was mocking the amber eyed boy. "Poor little prince, so pampered, it's a shame really that you can't even take on decisions for yourself."
"I'm still a child, so that's perfectly normal!"
"So, you mean to say you'll wait until you're eighteen to actually grow a spine and take on the role of being mature?" The raven simply smirked and watched in delight as Kentaro's face slowly turned into a foul expression. "Now that is why you'll always be seen as only a spoiled brat in the eyes of everyone around you, and never as who you want them to see in you."
Kentaro decided he had enough of this.
He shoved past the raven head, ignoring how his heart painfully clenched when Kuroo's laughter rang loud and clear in his ears. It was true…but…
He tightened his fist over the strap of his bag and marched forward, hoping to get to his car as quickly as possible and escape from all of this.
SCREECH!
And then it happened.
There was a sudden screech of tires.
Kuroo raised an eyebrow, pausing in his step to watch as four men jumped out of a black van and grabbed his self-proclaimed rival by the arm before hauling him into the vehicle—
Oh. This was a kidnapping.
He frowned. "So…cliché."
And so, like every other sensible eight year old to have existed in the world…
He turned around, pretending not to see anything and prepared to just walk away. The universe had afteral, seemed to have responded to his lifelong plea and finally came to a decision to rid the world of Sakaguchi Kentaro. So why would he interfere?
And plus, his kidnappers screamed yakuza. Another reason why he shouldn't go telling on them, and no he wasn't being a coward. Rather, just a smart person because nothing good came from getting involved with the yakuza— ignoring the fact that he had technically been born into a family of them.
Unfortunately, fate had other plans for him.
This he realised when he bumped into someone who happened to be right behind him. How he hadn't noticed was beyond him. He was ready to snap at the said person to "watch where they were going" when his throat went dry. This guy seemed to emit a similar aura to the others who had just abducted his self-proclaimed nemesis.
"Well, well, what do we have here?"
A meaty hand clamped down over his mouth from behind with a cloth which was sweetly scented, definitely chloroform, faster than he could say, "Fuck off!"
His last thought before blacking out was about how he would personally kill Kentaro for dragging him into this shit-storm when he regained consciousness.
And screw Sepira's fucking advice!
A/N: Alright. I'm not so satisfied with this chapter, but oh well, I already said that I would update every week, so here you go!
To Neko1290, this chapter had a slight Kyoya's p.o.v, but I'll take up your request and make a full chapter solely from Kyoya's point of view in the upcoming future chapters :')
A big thanks to my dearest reviewers, G4rd3n, TheSilverHunt3r, SugarAlien, Neko1290, Guest (Mar 9 c8) and Guest (Mar 12 c8), I can't thank you enough for your support ^^
SugarAlien: I'm thinking that too :'3 In a future chapter, woot, woot! As for the omake, after this whole kidnapping arc (as I dub it xD) is over, it'll be out ^^
TheSilverHunt3r: I do hope your family didn't wake up, and yes, Kuroo lost his appetite after been called a girl, and thank you for reviewing xD
Also, my gratitude goes out to all who put this piece of work in your favourites and follows list! And to the ones who spare time to just give this a read too!
For the next chapter, it will probably be delayed by a few days time since I'm leaving for a short trip tomorrow. Or maybe it might just be updated on time. I can't predict so just a small warning :'D
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