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!
10. You don't mess with a Hibari.
He woke up disoriented.
And with a really, really dry throat.
Before realisation hit him like a ton of bricks.
Kentaro.
A van.
Yakuza.
Kidnapping.
And now, he was really, really pissed.
"Ugh." Hibari Kuroo groaned as he tried to sit up.
There was a blindfold over his eyes, of the rough material which did not allow any light through its fabric, complete with his hands bound behind his back, the rope which was used seeming to dig into his delicate skin. Now that was definitely going to leave a bruising, much to his annoyance.
At least there was no duct tape involved.
He concentrated to get a better feel of his surroundings. The room seemed small, presumably with no windows too due to the musty air that was somewhat suffocating in a way. The floor was cold and judging by the warmth that seemed to radiate from his side, he was not alone—
"K-Kuroo?" A hesitant voice next to him spoke up as the owner of the voice shuffled closer to him.
"Kufufu, why, hello there, Kentaro." The raven spat as he turned his head to the right where his self-proclaimed rival appeared to be. "Isn't it such a pleasant afternoon?"
"I…" The other paused before choking out a sob.
Oh god. Kuroo rolled his eyes. This was one reason why he hated children, his baby brother being the sole exception, of course. The rest of the population of children were just snotty brats who would never be able to―
Shit!
Kuroo just remembered where he had been heading over to before he was pulled into this whole kidnapping mess since he had been unfortunate enough to witness it.
Kyoya's kindergarten was on the way back home from school and he had made a promise to his baby brother to pick him up after classes today since the four year old had kicked up such a racket on being told he had to go back to kindergarten after his case of hives subsided. The older of the two had to come up with some sort of compromise because of the look his mother had shot him.
The "you're gonna work this out or else…" one.
She was one terrifying woman.
And his unintended detour was going to cost him time.
A lot of time.
Okay.
Now he was fucking pissed.
"Don't you dare start crying or I promise you, you'll be regretting it." He gave a low growl as his fingers ran nimbly across the knot of the rope that bound his wrists together.
It seemed to be quite a simple knot which he would have had no problem untying if not for the sudden pain that shot up his right wrist. Did he sprain it or injure it somehow? Or did his captors have something to do with it while they were tying him up?
If that was possibly the reason, he made a mental note to snap all their wrists when he managed to get himself out of these restraints.
Or perhaps wrench out their hands from the sockets?
"S-Sorry." Kentaro hiccupped, his voice shaky from crying ever since he woke.
"Is this a usual occurrence?" Kuroo casually asked as he summoned a knife out of the indigo flames that danced round the palm of his right hand.
"I-It's happened on-…once."
"Don't stutter." The raven snapped as he cut off the ropes with one swift swipe of his knife. "It's annoying."
With his hands now free, he ripped the blindfold off his eyes and threw it off to some corner before turning his attention over to his self-proclaimed rival. Ugh. The boy was such a sight with tear tracks trailing down his cheeks and the snot that he was failing terribly to sniff back―
Kuroo shook his head.
Enough of observing such…details.
He had a baby brother he needed to pick.
As much as he wanted to leave the boy here and make his grand escape, the consequences that would follow were something he clearly did not want to handle. And all those questions that would come along with it. Nope. Definitely not worth the headache.
The raven head reached out and cut off the boy's restrains in a swift motion, ignoring the way Kentaro exclaimed in surprise as he harshly tugged off the boy's blindfold too. Widened amber eyes met his, filled with extreme shock.
It was almost insulting.
"H-How?"
"I'm Hibari Kuroo." He replied as though it answered everything.
Kentaro just nodded, still dumbfounded by the happenings.
The raven head meanwhile was already up on his feet and turning the knob of the door in the crammed room where the two of them had been held in. He snorted on discovering it unlocked. Of course, who were they to expect that two eight-year old children would have even been able to escape? They were just eight-year olds after all.
"Wha-!?" A bulky man exclaimed in surprise.
Well, at least they had some common sense to have someone on guard outside their door.
The boy with ivory skin smiled as his right eye immediately flashed red with the kanji of the number "four" on it, to the guard's surprise. Suddenly there seemed to be some sort of indigo flame that surrounded the raven's eye but before the poor man could even react to the monstrosity infront of him, he was knocked off his feet and sent flying into the wall by a mere punch to the solar plexus which had him writhing in excruciating pain before he passed out.
The raven stared at his fist appreciatively.
Mixing martial arts with his illusions proved to be very handy.
He would have to give his thanks to his Uncle dearest when the man came the next month for their lessons.
Kuroo turned around to Kentaro (who was busy gaping like some stupid fish out of the water) and pointed a finger to the fallen man. "Search him; he should have a cell phone at least. Use it to call your parents or anyone who can get you out of this place, and be quick about it."
Thankfully, the amber eyed boy managed to sideline the urge to get all the answers to the questions which were currently wrecking havoc inside his brain and got to his knees to start searching the man's pockets.
He looked up when he heard the sound of Kuroo's footsteps heading away. "Wait! Where are you going?"
Hibari Kuroo turned around with a raised brow, the look on his face saying that his question was very stupid because the answer was glaringly obvious.
"I need to pick my baby brother, of course. Where else would I be going?"
They were simply following orders and waiting for their oyabun's return.
"Guard the kids."
The two that had been kidnapped were just eight-year olds.
Honestly, what did their oyabun think the children were capable of? But they nodded and did just that. They thought maybe the security was to do with who one of the kids was. The only son of Sakaguchi Mitsuhide, the CEO of the Sakaguchi Co. Ltd., a private machinery company that even saw to the production of weaponry; a reason why they had kidnapped the man's child in the first place.
The other kid?
Just some extra who had been unfortunate enough to witness the kidnapping.
The boss said he would set the two free once the negotiation with the CEO went well. But if things did not go according to plan then they would "kill the spare". To show Mr. Sakaguchi how they were very capable of harming his son if the man did not agree with their terms and conditions for supply of weaponry.
So they had been relaxing in the front room of their base, laughing and cursing over a game of cards because who would take guarding two kids seriously. What could they even do? They were tied up and thrown into a room in the back, surely, that was enough to keep them there.
It was a blissful afternoon.
Until the dragon burst through the wall.
It was too bad they had underestimated the spare.
Kuroo dusted his hands as he walked away from the building he had been held captive in not a while ago.
He had at least wasted an hour.
And that meant he didn't have time to think of the consequences of his next action.
Which was why he reached his baby brother's kindergarten in record time and on a white horse, no less.
A knight in shining armour, much?
The police had arrived heavily armed where the son of Sakaguchi Mitsuhide was currently held in after they had managed to track the phone number through which the boy had contacted his father from. They considered the boy very lucky since he had been able to actually contact his parents at what seemed to be his own will. Honestly, just how careless were his kidnappers?
After all, this was the yakuza they were dealing with.
The notorious Otogibanashi that had quite a handful of the Kyoto's underhand dealings in their control, to be exact. They were responsible for multiple drug rackets, had a long list of illegal activities under their belt and were as slippery as eels.
So, the police had come prepared for a rather violent confrontation.
What they had not been expecting, though, was to find the very boy who had been kidnapped, sitting on the front porch of the house (which was said to be the main base of the Otogibanashi located on the outskirts of the city), clutching on to a cell phone as though his life depended on it and looking as pale as the moon.
"Kentaro!"
"Father!"
And while the father and son duo met with a rather teary reunion, the police took to barging into the house.
…and were met with another surprised.
Because this was definitely not what they had been expecting to find.
There were men thrown about like rag dolls everywhere.
And the walls seemed to be whitewashed with blood.
The body count was almost thirty. And every single one of them had been knocked out with their faces twisted in silent screams; the scene seeming like something right out of an M-rated movie that involved gore. Later, they would also come to find out a peculiar thing, that all the victims seemed to have had suffered from broken wrists too.
And one even had his hands fully detached from its limbs.
But none of them were dead. Just barely breathing and in great need of medical attention before they could serve their interrogation as well as jail time.
The local hospital was going to have a field day for sure.
Officer Mikado scratched the back of his head in confusion as he exited the house. He had been given the task to question the kidnapped boy who was currently sipping on hot chocolate as he sat on the back of an ambulance.
He smiled as he approached him. "Hey, kid. You doing okay now?"
The boy nodded hesitantly.
"Do you think you can answer some questions for me, yeah?"
"Okay."
"Alright, so you were kidnapped on your way back from school?"
"I-I was kidnapped along with another boy who had witnessed the whole scene. He's in the same class as me in school. We were walking together when it…w-when it happened."
Officer Mikado raised an eyebrow. Well, this was news. No one had mentioned that there was another victim to the kidnapping. "And where is this boy now?"
"He left." Kentaro said after he took another long sip of his hot chocolate.
"He left?" The officer repeated.
"Yes."
"Do you know why?"
"He said he had to pick his baby brother."
…
"Excuse me?"
Kentaro made a face. "Officer, I'm not lying."
The man cleared his throat. "Right. Sorry. So, who was it that rescued the two of you? Did you happen to see their face?"
"It was Kuroo." The boy replied with an air of nonchalance.
"Kuroo who?" Officer Mikado frowned.
"You know, the boy who was with me. The one with whom I said I had been kidnapped along with?"
"Sorry…what?" The man wore a look of disbelief. "You're saying that he did that?"
"Did what?" Kentaro blinked. "He told me to go out through the window instead of the front door if I wanted my lunch to remain where it was. Did he do something terrible?"
Officer Mikado shut the book he held in his hand with a sigh.
He decided not to answer that.
And he also decided that he would have to re-question the boy later since the answers he was receiving right now sounded very farfetched.
Yes, kids had a lot of imagination but really, they should refrain from using them while answering questions. Maybe this boy had watched too much television hence the very absurd answers. Hah! An eight year old doing all that!?
Or maybe it was due to the shock of being suddenly kidnapped.
"So, what did you say this kid's name was again?" He paused to ask his last question as he turned around to head back into the house and report to his superior.
"Hibari Kuroo."
And then somehow, everything made sense with just that cursed family name.
He should have known.
His superior stared at him with a raised eyebrow when he trotted over to him. "Got anything?"
Officer Mikado had trouble forming a proper sentence. "The perpetrator for all of this? An eight year old, sir."
"Are you high?" His superior laughed.
"His name is Hibari Kuroo, sir." He replied with much emphasis on the family name.
That was enough to wipe the laugh off his superior's face, replacing it with a pained one. "God, them again?"
"It seems so, sir."
There was a moment of silence as the two just mused over it all.
"Alright, we're doing the usual. Just leave off till where we can extend our authority in this case, and no digging into anything related to the Hibari, at all. Inform the others too."
"Yes, sir."
When it came to the yakuza, the Otogibanashi who had a noteworthy and considerable influence in Kyoto did not even hold a candle when compared to the Hibari. Some said even just the mention of that very name would summon misfortune among those who were bold enough to say it.
The Hibari were probably the only criminal syndicate in the country which the law wisely kept off.
Some said maybe it was because they made it very easy for the law to make arrests of notorious criminals. The Hibari always sent their rivals (mostly those people who had escaped the police custody they deserved) straight to the police's doorstep with a lot of broken bones, not due to the rivalry but usually because those unfortunate fools had overstepped their lines and were stupid enough to bother one of those solitary ivory pale skinned and raven haired beings.
They always seemed to work alone or sometimes in pairs but never in groups.
The law even housed a few Hibari themselves too. And they were frightful people indeed with outstanding records of arresting infamous criminals in the country.
The Hibari were also rumoured to have power that stretched overseas, seeing that Japan was just their teething toy, gifted to them several centuries ago when they came into existence.
They were far from human.
No, they were monsters.
"Such a terrifying kid, to have done all this..." The superior sighed as he massaged his temples.
"I do hope this is the last little demon they have brought into this world." Officer Mikado shivered.
He seriously hoped so.
Kuroo never felt more relieved when he saw the mop of familiar raven hair.
He sighed as he walked through the front gate of the kindergarten after dismounting the horse. His baby brother stubbornly stood by the door with the remains of his tattered yellow hat on the floor next to his feet, a sign that he had vented out his anger and impatience on a part of his uniform.
They would need to get a new one for him.
A teacher who had been trying to talk to the four year old considerably brightened up on seeing Kuroo.
"Ah, Kuroo!" The sensei who had also been his teacher once upon a time when he attended this very kindergarten, exclaimed in relief. "You're finally here."
"I apologise for my delay, sensei. I was…held up." He said as he went over to the two.
"At least you're here now; your brother wouldn't budge even when we tried to get your aunt pick to get him up."
"Oh, really?" Kuroo blinked. Kyoya had still been waiting for him this whole time? Now, that was surprising. "Ah, I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I will take him home. Thank you for waiting with him, sensei."
"It's a part of my duty." She beamed before heading in to fetch her belongings after bidding them goodbye.
"Hello, Kyo-chan."
On a closer inspection of his four-year old brother, the boy seemed to be…pouting.
With a glare.
And while it was supposed to look intimidating, Kuroo felt like his heart had just been pierced right through. He huffed and pushed the feeling down. Who knew the Hibari Kyoya could be so adorable while sulking?
"You know, I actually have a very valid reason why I'm― "
He was cut off when the little raven head promptly turned his head to the other side.
"Are you giving me the silent treatment now!?"
"…"
Kuroo sighed as he walked over to place himself right infront of Kyoya's sight. He crossed his arms across his chest and waited. Knowing the boy, it would take him only a few more moments before he spoke. And this method always worked best whenever the whole "silent treatment" thing happened between the two.
After a whole minute ticked by, Kyoya finally turned to him with narrowed eyes and that pout which was still present.
"Kuroo…bad."
The stormy bluish-grey eyed boy blinked. "Huh?"
"You are so bad. Kuroo said he come to get Kyo-chan and Kuroo come late." Kyoya growled. It was almost adorable how the little raven head's Japanese became broken like every other four-year old whenever he got upset. "I waiting, and thought you no come but you pwo-mised and―…you bad."
The older Hibari was still wide eyed and taking in all that his baby brother had just spouted out when the boy lifted his hands up.
"Take me home. Up."
Kuroo laughed.
"Yes, let's go back home."
The Hibari household had a visitor later that evening.
Hibari Kuroo had been called to the common room where the guests were waiting for him to grace their presence. And he had been caught off guard when he did actually grace them with his presence.
After all, he hadn't been expecting the Sakaguchi duo, father and son.
"Ah, Kuroo, I didn't know you had such an eventful time today." His mother greeted him with a smile the moment he stepped into the room.
It appeared that she had been entertaining the two while the raven head had been taking his sweet time. He had been in a deep slumber and had not at all appreciated that he had been woken up.
"Kentaro." Kuroo greeted the amber eyed boy with mild confusion. "What brings you here?"
"You must be the Hibari Kuroo then." His self-proclaimed rival's father said as he stood and approached the raven. "I have heard so much about you."
"It's nice to meet you too, Sakaguchi-san." Kuroo replied with a polite bow and a warm smile.
Kentaro who had been shifting uncomfortably in his seat ever since the raven walked in comically gaped at Kuroo's gracefulness. Not that the raven was never graceful in the first place, it was just how he had treated his father― with politeness, something Kentaro had thought no men of the Sakaguchi household would witness from the Hibari Kuroo.
"I am very grateful for what you have done today." The man beamed with genuine appreciation. "If not for you, I do not even want to think what would have happened…"
"It's nothing, sir. I just did what I thought was right. Kufufu, besides, those men should keep off from kidnapping poor innocent little boys. Surely, they should have things better to do than that." Kuroo flashed his best smile. "I'm very glad that Kentaro is safe too."
The amber eyed boy who had been trying not to freak out at the smooth conversation his father had been having with the raven head almost fell off his seat on hearing Kuroo's last line. "W-Wha-?"
"Such a great friend you have made, Kentaro." His father sent him an appreciative nod before turning his attention back to Kuroo. "Well, as my thanks, I have brought a few little things to show my appreciation."
"Oh?" Kuroo quirked a brow.
Sakaguchi Mistuhide clapped his hands and suddenly, there were men entering the room, armed with wrapped boxes of various sizes. They neatly stacked it up in a corner before leaving the room just as suddenly as they had appeared. The man smiled. "Well, it's not too much…"
Kuroo blinked at the mountain of gifts. Were all these really meant for him!?
"Kentaro mentioned that you are pretty fond of chocolate, so I picked the best from Kyoto's chocolate manufacturing companies. Though I should have you know I placed orders for shipment of chocolate from the finest companies around the world, I'm afraid that they would arrive late though. Give or take in a day or two's time."
"Really now, I think this will be enough for my son!" Hibari Izanami hurriedly replied when she found Kuroo in a state of being unable to talk. And of course, he had every right to be because nobody had ever gotten him so much chocolate before!
"I am forever grateful to him." The man shook his head before reaching into his pocket and producing his business card. He handed it to Kuroo who took it with wide eyes, apparently still caught in a state of disbelief. "Here, please contact me whenever you are in need of my assistance. I will not hesitate to provide whatever you need."
The raven head snapped out of it immediately. It would not do well if he went so out of character by simply being presented loads of chocolate! No one, not one soul should know of his terrible weakness. After all, who knew what they would do to him with just chocolate!? It was worthy enough to blackmail him!
"Thank you so much, Sakaguchi-san." Kuroo bowed again as he pocketed the card before his mother came up with the brilliant idea of taking it away. "Like my mother said, this is too much for me. More than enough…I am very thankful."
"It's no problem." Sakaguchi Mitsuhide laughed as he placed a hand on his shoulder. "I do hope you continue watching over my son, Hibari Kuroo." Then he turned to face Izanami. "It was very pleasant to get to know you too. You have a wonderful son."
"Yours is no less." She smiled in return.
"Well, I will not stay too long; I have a meeting to attend in an hour. We will be taking our leave now."
As they bid their farewells, Hibari Kyoya had dropped by the common room, wondering what all the fuss was about. He took a good look at the two strangers before trotting over to his brother, tugging on his older brother's sleeve to ask what was going on. And why there were so many gifts in the corner. Was it someone's birthday?
"Kuroo?"
"Shh, not now Kyo-chan." His brother dismissed him before going on to talk to one of the herbivores who seemed to be around the same age as his brother.
The little raven head blinked. Well, wasn't this strange? Why was his brother ignoring him now? What did he do? Did he― or was it because of that herbivore?
Baby Kyoya narrowed his eyes as he watched the other boy while following close behind his brother as the group moved to the courtyard.
"I-I would also like to thank you, Kuroo."
"It's nothing, really. I'm the one who should be grateful for all that chocolate."
The other boy seemed to be going pink.
But why?
Why did people turn pink? He decided he should ask Aunt Alison about it. She would definitely know something. She always did. Or how about asking Kuroo instead? Yes-!
No.
His brother was ignoring him.
Because of that boy.
"Oh, is this your baby brother?" The amber eyed boy asked when he finally noticed the little raven head.
"Yes. He is." Kuroo smirked as he gently nudged Kyoya in front of him. "Go on, Kyo-chan. Introduce yourself."
"My name is Hibari Kyoya." He obediently did as he was told and recited the lines that Kuroo had drilled into him whenever he was to introduce himself to someone. "I am four years old. It is a pleasure making acquaintance with you. What is your name?"
"Woah. He speaks really well for a four year old!" Kentaro gasped.
"He's my brother for a reason." Kuroo scoffed.
"Hey, there. My name is Sakaguchi Kentaro, and I am your brother's friend." The herbivore grinned as he reached out and gently ruffled his hair.
How dare he!?
Only Kuroo did that to him!
"Friend?" Baby Kyoya repeated with a look of suspicion.
"Y-Yes, friend." The herbivore began to fidget again.
Oh look, he was turning pink too.
"Come along, Kentaro. You can always talk with your friend tomorrow!"
The herbivore looked relieved as he pulled away, waved them goodbye and began to jog over to his father.
But Kentaro stopped and turned around in confusion because the younger of the two Hibari siblings had tugged on the hem of his sweater, abruptly causing him to pause in his steps.
Kentaro couldn't help but think that Kuroo's brother was very adorable. Did he stop him to give his own personal goodbye? Now―
"Yes?"
"I don't like you." The kid fixed his doe steel grey eyes on him as he slightly tilted his head. "Careful, I will bite you to death."
―that was not what he thought Kuroo's brother was going to say!
…and that was when Sakaguchi Kentaro came to a conclusion that something was seriously wrong with the Hibari family.
A/N: I never intended to disappear for this long, I swear! xD
Anyway, I was wondering what Kuroo would even do when being in captivity after being kidnapped, and then came up with this…
But really, this chapter is out because of my beloved sisters who brainstormed me with ideas when I was suffering from a major writers block!
Kuroo's new move is an infusion of martial arts with his illusions in which he manipulates the nervous system of his opponents via his illusions to make them feel amplified pain. Just a mere punch or kick and with the help of his illusions, the pain is increased tenfold so it ain't just a simple punch or kick!
And Otogibanashi means "fairytale" in Japanese xD yes, I had nothing better to name them :'D lol
Do ask questions if you didn't understand, I'll be glad to answer!
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Thank you for your exciting reviews, sometimes, I feel as though I'm the one who's more excited for the next chapter than you are xD
BlueSeraphos: Nope, Byakuran will still receive the Mare rings. And I have this theory for the whole "receive the memories of the other parallel world" thingy. If you are interested to know, you can PM me and I will do my best to explain it to you :')
Neko1290: I do hope you didn't wait too long, sorry. I feel so terribly guilty I took this long for this chapter xD And thank you for your kind words, and yup! One whole Kyoya's POV chapter coming up in the future!
SugarAlien: I'm glad you find the whole "allergies" thing amusing xD I imagined that maybe Hibari must have faced it as a kid, to hate crowds so much, he must have started off somewhere xD Thank you for your lovely review! I hope this chapter was satisfying to you!
AND NEXT CHAPTER, SPECIAL CHAPTER AHEAD WITH A HELL LOTTA BROTHERLY FLUFF! xD
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