Good day dear readers! Here's another installment of 2-in-1. By the way, they are now inside the I3U Events Place. This is the place where all happenings will happen.

Before I wrote this, I have two weeks of sleepless nights on how to end the introduction. It was really hard on deciding the main plot and the sub-plots of the story. This might be probably the reason why all of the professional writers has to push the deadline to finish their books. Haha, I have the experience now.

By the way, I just finished reading a paperback version of a horror novel entitled 'The Surrogate' by Nick Sharman. In the story, an endless curse was born when the protagonist left his house when his tyrant father was dying. I don't to spoil the details, but the graphic details of the climax helped me not to sleep. I don't want to dream and scream later like a Tarzan inside my room. The result is this chapter.

So, enjoy this chapter. And please, no skimming. Skim is for anyone who wants calcium only (skimmed milk, got it?).

Now, without further ado, let me present to you the thirteenth chapter for 2-in-1 ID Game.

Ciaossu!

Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn is a canon anime and manga made by Ms. Akira Amano with ArtLand. The plot is owned by the owner and it is not her responsibility if there are any coincidences with either the real life or other fanfictions inside the site.

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2-in-1 ID Game

Chapter 14

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"Should I say something?" Hibari asked, half-amazed, half-astonished.

"I really do not know... 'At least we're here?'" For once, Takeshi was at a loss for words - oh no. At least, he could spout one sentence than the others who were speechless about the whole place.

Though the unusual thing was he lost his usual carefree laugh.

Hibari stood at the entrance, nearest the doors to go back to his house. Somehow, the atmosphere of the place was... so not really befitting for him. He glanced to the others, and wasn't really shocked about their facial reactions. Ryohei did not spout his all but famous 'Extremely extreme' noisy yells. Hana almost tripped on her heels, which was really absurd because of her physical state. They were almost kicked out of the events place, because pregnant women were not allowed inside. Good thing, one good Samaritan in all-black get up and an Elvis Presley's wig recognised 'Hibari-sama' and 'Sawada-sama's fiancee,' as well as Hana Kurokawa-Sasagawa as 'Hana-dono...' well. Technically, this guy permitted them access across due from their ancestors' last names and their great contribution which was still engraved in Namimori shrine. That, and because they were given invitation cards to attend.

The only people on the group who 'normally' accepted this kind of horrendous atmosphere were Kyoko, who open-mindedly glanced around the monitor screen-filled walls showing mouths of different people of different races, and -

"That Reborn... he overdid it this time." Said by a not-so-unfamiliar voice. Each person of the group glanced towards the direction where they heard the person spoke. Questionably, the voice was just beside Takeshi. They jaw-dropped.

"Eh? Gokudera-san, why are you here?" Takeshi asked with raised eyebrows.

A not-so-discrete tick mark appeared over his jawline as the newly - not really - appeared man waved his fist in front of them. " What the - I'm here to escort Decimo's fiancee, of course! Don't tell me you haven't noticed me... I have been with you since the car ride!"

"Yes, that's true!" The auburn-haired woman defended him with enclosed hands under her chin as she tilted her head sideways, signalling everyone to believe her.

Unfortunately, that didn't work, because they revert their gazes from her to the silverhead nonchalantly as Ryohei asked him a question which incensed the ex-lawyer further. "If you have been with us since the car ride... How come we didn't feel your presence at all?"

With a very visible second tick mark popping out on his forehead and a steaming nose, Gokudera shook his fist faster as he continued in his not-so-patient voice in all growls. "How come you didn't notice... You have been dallying with Kurokawa-san the whole time!"

"Hey, Gokudera-san... She's already married, you know that... " Takeshi meddled with a happy voice, celebrating himself turning back to normal.

The spiky black-haired baseball club adviser tried to speak about the Sasagawa woman being pregnant, but it only fell into deaf ears when Hana transformed from a woman... into a man?

No, she just wore a ponytail, that's all.

"You should have uttered even one word, We though you were not there." Then, Hana placed her hand to her chin as she was thinking deeply. "Oh! Maybe... you have the power of invisibility! You know, invisible? - "

"I know what that means!" The person of interest smacked his face for a dramatic effect as he continued with his hand still on his face. "You know that even in this place, a pregnant female is not allowed... "

"No, no. Don't divert the topic - " Hana retorted in a low voice, as if she was in the courtroom fighting like a lawyer. Her statement was cut off by the other pulling out his hair in annoyance. " - Because I was the one who talked to Kusakabe-san to give us permission because I'm Decimo's fiancee's escort! What kind of ears do you have?!"

While Gokudera, Hana, Ryohei, and Takeshi were arguing - no, that's not correct. Let me rephrase it again, okay?

So, Hana in lawyer mode had been scrutinising the seething primary suspect ing the crime named Gokudera. Ryohei was in the sidelines acting like an excited audience, cheering his Hana like crazy - but was afraid to say 'Extremely extreme,' because he might receive another session of bumps and bruises. And pinches.

Takeshi, good old Takeshi, came back from the shock treatment. It seemed as if he enjoyed the one-sided moderator, because the attempt of breaking them up fell on deaf ears. Most of all, he enjoyed laughing about the bizaarness of them all. He attempted to strike a conversation with Kyoko, but when he found out the hidden earbuds when her hair swayed from the fan -

Wait, there were no fans at the entrance, right?

Takeshi glanced around monitor-filled walls, and all he could see were lips.

Red lips.

Thick lips.

Pale lips - was the owner even alive?!

Lips with mustache.

Smiling lips.

Green lips which was owned by someone with green skin on the same shade - now that's interesting...

Wait. Did those lips said... Brains? If I'm not mistaken - no, I'm not mistaken - I have sharp eyes! Definitely, they said 'Brains.' Takeshi thought as he glanced around the place.

Unlike the garden which was filled with different kinds of lights, the walls inside the event place was simply majestic. Crystal chandeliers, red plush carpets, golden furniture, even the monitors were not bought for a cheap price. One look at them, and you are sure that they are not ordinary. The atmosphere and the air they breath made them feel like they were in Oscar's - with the exception of these lips around them.

"Hey!" Hana's voice permeated the air around them. Since when did they stop arguing?

He glanced to Kyoko only to see her removing her earplugs. Since when did they stop walking?

Moreover, since when did they walked from the entrance?!

But, he neglected those questions, because there is one thing he had been neglecting since they walked. All of them glanced to one another, and realisation hit him.

And all of them asked the same question:

"Since when did Kyoya disappear?!"

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"Long time, no see! Attorney Gokudera... Attorney Miura... " The two female lawyers were greeted by their co-lawyer on his caramel long-sleeved polo shirt, which seemed to be in-match with his blonde hair and his charismatic attitude. He tried to turn them into his spellbound attraction, to no avail.

The only thing he received was a heavy hand on his back, as one of the females gave him harsh, friendly slaps. Courtesy of Bianchi Gokudera.

"Well, it's nice to see you too, Ondine - " She just continued with her heavy pats.

"It's - guah! - Di - egh! - n - no! O - Oh! Okay! You may now stop your friendliness now... " Dino said as he moved away from her heavy hand. Sometimes, he wondered if this woman was a woman at all.

What's worse, after her long stay in Milan, she took wrestling sessions... Making her 'pats' even heavier than before.

I'll get an x-ray later. And ultrasound, in case the blood clotted inside my lungs. Oh, and CT, too. Who says I'll spend less in Japan?! Dino mentally agonised as he counted in his head how much money he will spend in the clinic.

"Well, well... Bucking Horse, what's the point of asking as 'long time no see,' if we just met in the courthouse a week ago?" The brunette asked the man with a left eyebrow arched.

Haru's triumphant dialogue made him internally cringe in sadness. That only reminded him of his crushing defeat the last time they debated for the bullying case. They were not inside the court, but why did he feel that they were still in it?!

Her slightly rhetorical question was responded by the bucking blonde's clumsy excuse and a sub-missal wave stating his surrender. "Oh, cut me some slack, Haru! We're neighbors, after all... well technically, not door-to-door - "

His lame of an explanation was cut off abruptly by the brunette who was clearly spitting lava.

Just an exaggeration.

"What the - Are you saying that I'm retarded?!" What a jerk! Did he want to learn a lesson for not to mess with me?!

Dino's eyes were opened wide like round saucers. He didn't want to face the Ice Queen's wrath... he would become a laughingstock forever if everyone in the firm heard that he was forced to revoke his license just because he indirectly called her retarded. He stared at her face with an expression of 'I'll sue you!' written all over it.

"He-he-he... " Bronco weakly laughed, all pretense of flirtiness were gone. "H - H - Haru... Don't get mad at me, I - I - I didn't mean it that way!"

He received a very mad frown, but he continued. "I - I'm just saying what is the truth - "

"Oh, so now you're saying that I'm dumb?"

Wrong choice of words.

"A - A - A - "

"Don't be too harsh on him, Haru." With a roll of her eyes, the scarlet-haired woman wound her right arm to Haru's shoulders as she received a glare from the other. She impassively patted the brunette using the same hand as she said, "Besides, don't you feel delighted when someone you know greeted you whether it had been twenty-four hours he or she haven't seen you?"

"Correction: he's not someone I know..."

"Oh, shush! Denial is bad, Haru-chan."

She just received a scorn as the brunette then looked away while crossing her arms. "He's more of my subordinate - "

"Dino? What's happening here?... " A new voice was added to the bunch.

Whose voice that was? It sounds familiar... Haru thought as she slowly turned her head towards the direction of the new sound. And what shock spread her face when she saw who the owner is. Nevertheless, she continued her dialogue even if the attention was not set on her anymore.

Slower than usual.

"... The... clumsy idiot... was just... my... lackey... "

Then, she frowned.

The scarlet-head Italian-Japanese kept her silence, though she slightly glanced to get Haru's blend of emotions.

Oblivious to the atmosphere, the idiotic male turned his head towards his neglected company. "Hey, Ukyo! Where have you been?! I've been looking for you... "

Only for him to receive a glare by the other male.

Though he took no heed from that as he turned his head to the two females as he introduces them. "Anyways, let me just introduce to you my buddies I talked to you about... Remember the Canterbury thing? Yeah, so... " He walked towards the older female as he placed both of his hands to point them on her direction. "This is Attorney Bianchi Gokudera... well, she was not exactly our batchmate, but she took a double on Psychology and Criminology... for two years, mind you! She's very intelligent, and friendly as well."

But don't get too close, because -

And his inner thoughts were stopped abruptly upon feeling her mighty claps across his back.

PAK! PAK! PAK!

"Oh, my!"

PAK! PAK!

"You, Dino - "

PAK-PAK!

" - are way too flashy!"

PAK! PAK! PAK!

"But thank you for the compliment!"

PAK!

Poor back - not only that! Poor lungs (he might get COPD although he didn't grow in cigarette), poor head (he felt his medulla oblongata split apart with the brain stem as it hit his cerebrum), poor eyes (he had uncontrollable eye-rolls), and poor tongue (he uncontrollably bit his tongue a multiple times over).

And he just thought another thing (a miracle, really). Scratch the mental list, he should just get an extensive and intrinsic medical exam for potential major injuries, then buy vitamins, mostly B-complex and Iron - no! Coffee too, because the next time he sleept, he might not wake up again.

Isn't that true?! Because his brain was trully shaken, he was really sleepy.

Satisfied with his immediate solution, Dino turned to the short-haired brunette who had been frowning the whole time.

"And this... " He brought his hands with the same ta-da style as earlier. "... is the best lawyer that we know of! She had just beaten me the last time we battled... "

When the man turned his attention on his clumsy chatterbox companion, he saw the person he did not expect to see.

"... Haru Miura." He finished, but remembered something, so he did not bother to continue talking. "And the best news is she's still single. Yeah, probably the reason she's here - mph!" A hand enshrouded his big mouth. And when he looked over, his soul almost left his body.

Bianchi, is not a woman, after all.

Still not reading the air, the nitwit turned his attention to the other blonde as he introduced him. "Now girls, let me introduce my friend, he's - "

"Ukyo Asahina? I know." Haru beat him to it.

Shocked, the two glanced at the familiarised pair as they asked the woman with puzzled eyes.

"Haru... you know him?"

The center of attention sighed as she looked at the scarlet-purple haired woman. "... Your sermon to me, earlier? Do you remember that?"

Bianchi nodded slowly.

Haru continued. "Well, here's the news. He's number one, the boob man."

"Oh... " Bianchi raised her eyebrows as she looked him over, while 'Ukyo Asahina' stared on the ground.

"He-he-he!" Dino the idiot cackled, much to their annoyance. "Ukyo, I never thought you to be a boob man!" When he received a scathing stare, he stopped and wheezed - the after-effects of Bianchi's pats.

"Small world." The long-haired woman said.

"Yeah." Haru rolled her eyes. "Small crappy world."

"Kiss me."

With a sour face, Hibari made a sharp turn towards his right in his hopes to stay away from this hell of a maze.

How in the eye of Horus did he manage to lost, while he was with the others a while ago? Like... thirty seconds ago?

He sighed.

He should have walked alongside with Kyoko, or Hana (even if she slightly madden him a minute back), or Takeshi who didn't bother him for the whole ride...

Why did he haven't thought of that?!

Now, look at him now. Standing in the middle of nowhere, looking like a lunatic while looking out for potential Loch Ness monster of a pair of lips. Speaking of which, he was staying away from them now.

Suddenly, his face collided with one of the screens, the one with the overly-protruded lips making kissing sounds.

Smooch! Smooch!

"Yuck!" The ravenhead stepped back as he turned his head towards his left, when he another pair (this one is thicker than what he saw - the one making smooching sounds) coated in red. Hibari turned green as he swallowed the contents of his stomach which is trying to go out. He tried to close his eyes, but his eyebrows were twitching upon hearing the stupid sounds such as Ah's and Oh's and Love me's. It's a bad thing that he forgot to bring his tonfas today... But he could still punch the cheap monitors to oblivion.

Actually, that's a bad idea. If he go to the campus with bandages wrapped around his bloody hands, he might get suspended from what he did. That's not good for his reputation.

While thinking of the best way to get out of the maze (and out of this place, hey!), his ayes made a horizontal path and he stopped.

In front of him is a screen showing overly-pouting lips which opened and closed like a gaping fish - well a fish is a lot cuter-looking than this one... This one must be rated 18+ due to its grossiness!

He closed his mouth with his hands to avoid puking the red carpet he was stepping on. He just remembered one of the human anatomy illnesses he studied when he took medicine (and failed grossingly... Is there even a word like this?!).

Homo... chemo... ugh! I hate hemorrhoids! But life made fun of me and shown this - this - this gross anatomy that looked like the end of the alimentary canal (more of like the end of the digestive tunnel, duh!)! He exclaimed in his head as he dropped to the ground, crouching like a soldier, and crawled like there were spiky wires above if he stood up.

He was crawling like a desperate man in a horror movie. Right now, his head was clouding his vision with morbid images of red, blood, knives, skewers, and lips. I have to get out of here, and fast.

And that's how he felt when something grabbed his foot. Wait - he's alone, he certainly was. Then who's -

When he turned, his moronic vision affected by his murderous imagination warped the image into a horrifying woman with long white hair.

"AAAH! SADAKO WITH WHITE HAIR! NO! NO! NO! NO - "

A solid material hit him square on the head, cutting off his screaming session, only to hear a voice of a woman scolding him.

"What. Are. You. Doing. On. The. Floor..." Kyoko looked down on him while her hand was shaking like crazy. "Kyoya? Is this some kind of sick joke? Because if it is, its terrifying."

Is she angry? Not good.

Then, he just realised he was just hit on the head. And judging from the throbbing, it was definitely her who hit him.

Wordlessly, he looked again to that thing holding his foot. And there, he saw Professor Gokudera's face looking worried sick - no, scratch the sick part. His face was worried, but 95% was containing the laughter threatening to slip out of his mouth.

And that was the moment he noticed everyone was looking at him. Not only his friends, but also the other people who stood there, looking at him like a zoo animal in a show.

He heard Kyoko's voice and imagined the scorn hiding beneath the angelic voice. "We were almost at the ball, and you were there, on the floor, looking like such a deranged man... "

"What... what she... said." Ryohei muttered with giggles in between his sentences.

The only one who couldn't contain his emotion was Takeshi who was laughing uncontrollably, stomping his foot as he did so. "Ha-ha-ha! I thought - ge-he - there is a war... Ha-ha! And SADAKO WITH WHITE HAIR?! Ha-ha - Terrific, dude! Ha-ha!"

This time, silent giggles flowed throughout the hall. However, the ravenhead was still coping with the fright as he raised his pointing finger to one of the monitors above him. The five of them took a glance to the screen, only for them to make a disgusted face. Hana threw up as her husband opened a paper bag for her.

Being the blunt one, Takeshi analyzed the scene before them with a casual - and normal - voice. "A double-dead chicken's anus... No wonder Kyoya's frightened."

"Stop stating the obvious! You're disgusting!" Hana sneered as she wiped her mouth with a clean tissue.

Blazing with fury, Gokudera yelled at the airhead. "Do you have a bad eyesight?! That's a woman's lips covered in black lipstick!"

"Shut your effin' mouth, effin' Sadako with white hair!" The pregnant woman kicked the other as she attempted to stop another round of vomiting.

"That's what she said, Sadako with white hair." Ryohei couldn't help but jeer on the Italian silverhead to side on his pregnant wife, or else the man sitting on the floor would receive more bruises than he had. Let's just say that he had to feed his wife's ego to spare Gokudera's life. Or his face.

However, the baseball idiot did not comprehend the situation when he fed fuel to the fire as he said, "Could you stand up, Sadako with white hair?"

"Stop making fun of my hair! And who's Sadako with white hair?!"

On the other hand, the man lying on the floor just realised Kyoko's dialogue. "Wait! You were already at the ball and left me here?!"

Gokudera answered. "Well, almost there, the way was just short. Just four turns... and every turn leads to the same path. How did you manage to get lost here?"

How would he answer that?

Oh, I was looking at the most hideous lips, thinking how to get out of here without anyone of you noticing.

Could he really say that?

No. He couldn't do that. Knowing his friends, he might be strapped on one of the chairs in the ball... What if they left him in front of the most frightening dates ever? No way he would say that.

So, instead of answering, Hibari got caught on the explanation...

... The way was just short... And every turn leads to the same path.

"You mean I'm nearest to the exit?" He asked for clarification.

"Actually... " The silverhead arched his left eyebrow. "... you're heading towards the exit."

"Oh, really?!" Like nothing happened, the skylark stood up as he happily walked towards the right path outside. "Thank goodness! Hey guys, I'm heading out. Enjoy the speed... date?" When he turned around, his four friends were three inches in front of him, surrounding him and blocking the silverhead who leered to take a peek.

The four of them stared at his eyes. Deadly stare.

"Going somewhere, Kyoya?" Takeshi asked.

"Don't think of chickening out... " Ryohei added.

"Because you're already here." Hana finished.

"Okay?" Kyoko seconded.

Their words of encouragement sounded like motivation to the other people, but to Hibari, their friend since childhood, thought otherwise.

They meant they would still force him to join the speed date even without the assistance of his students, ok.

No question mark to end the statement, because their decision is absolute.

But Hibari tried to drop his own three hundred yen for assurance.

"Do I have any options than this?... "

And all he received was a burning glare.

"Okay... "

He sighed as a cold chill ran up his arms. They are really frightening if they chose them to be.

As if I had a choice.He thought with a pathetic face.

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Meanwhile, Kusakabe Tetsuya went inside the technical room to talk to someone, who was sitting on a high swiveling chair with a black cape.

"Is the attorney looking for me?"

"Uh, well... yes, signor. This is the stolen shot of her... " He gave the enveloped picture to the cloaked man, as the other opened it to look over the contents.

After a moment, the man smirked. "Let her stay there."

"Understood."

"And the shark five?"

Kusakabe looked over at the man's back as he dug up his memories. When he remembered, he affirmed. "They're with Gokudera - "

"Okay, you may now go." He dismissed the regent-haired man with a wave.

Immune with the other's rudeness, he went to the door as he answered. "I would take my leave, then - "

"By the way... "

The other stood as he waited.

Hearing no response, the cloaked man swiveled to face the other and said, "Stop calling me signor, that would make me look like old. And rich. I'm just a humble servant like you."

Kusakabe chuckled as he turned to face him and bowed. "Still down-to-earth... Reborn. I'll report back soon." He stood back as he opened the door and closed it.

When the door closed, the man called Reborn swiveled back to take a glance to the grandiose ball area from the large window in front. No mistake, he overdid it again. Well, it's a social gathering, after all.

He swept his glance towards the bar, and there he saw a short-haired brunette sitting on one of the red couches with a scarlet-purplish haired woman and two blondes. Then, he caught sight of a silver color. He glanced towards it to see Gokudera and the other five. He especially placed his attention to the raven-haired male who stiffly walked while being encircled by the other four; Gokudera walking ahead of them.

"Heh... " He crossed his legs as he placed his chin on his propped right palm. "... It was once said that the Hibari's were really erased in the face of Namimori, and he was the only remaining survivor... " He then saw the six seated on the six-seater table, two tables away from the table of the lawyers.

"Interesting."

He then chuckled as he looked at their facial expressions. The brunette in disgust, and the ravenhead in fright. He then stood up as he went out of the technical room to walk towards the stage, where all of their artists and agents stood.

"... It's ciaossu time."

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In my four years of studying, the subject I hated the most is Biology. Think about it, you have to hold the most disgusting PEST ever, you have to smell blood from dissected frogs, and you have to watch an awake person sedated with anesthesia while his (or her) inverted rectum is exposed to the air, being cut by flesh scissors and scalpels. Effin' biology, why did I took this subject?!

It's a miracle I graduated this major with flying confetti. No, the flying part was just an exaggeration.

But actually, Biology is just a minor. My major is Physics and Chemistry. Oh, and also a degree in Astronomy and Celestial Mechanics! They are really hardcore! Especially the AP Trigonometry... shmucks! Can someone tell me how did I survived my college life without crying?!

Anyways, the digestive system is divided into two parts; the alimentary canal, where the food passes through (mouth, throat, esophagus, stomach, small intestine, large intestine, rectum, and anus), and the accessory parts, which helps the main tunnel digest the food along the way (teeth, salivary glands, bile from liver, insulin from pancreas, etc.). If someone has hemorrhoids, his/her anus would bleed, and that part would look like an overly-pouted lips. I don't want to talk about this anymore *insert puking sounds here*

I apologise to the ones eating while reading this right now. I sympathise.

Anyway, did you find out who is 'the silhouette?'