Will You be the Marshmallow in my Pineapple Shake?
Chapter Five
A few eventless days later...
"Byakuran," Mukuro said, his hand on the albino's arm as he shook him gently. "Wake up."
"Mukuro...," Byakuran whispered, his eyes fluttering as he struggled to open them. He glanced up. "Good morning..."
"Morning," Mukuro replied, moving his hand to the albino's cheek and leaning over. He came in close, and Byakuran's heart raced as the illusionist whispered, "I'm going to kill someone today."
"Who?" Byakuran asked.
"Shoichi."
The winged man sat upright, his eyes wide. "But Mukuro-kun, you can't...!"
"He says a man came in to adopt me, and he likes this guy, but I don't. He irritates me. So I must."
"That won't solve anything!" Byakuran replied, "I like Sho-chan! He's my friend!"
"This guy... his name is Daemon Spade. He claims to be my real father," Mukuro said, his voice a hiss of a breath.
"What if he is?"
"Don't say that!" Mukuro said, grabbing the albino's arm in a vice. His eyes were ablaze with fire as he snarled, "Never say that."
"Mukuro-kun, stop," Byakuran said firmly, meeting the heated gaze with his own icy amethyst. "Let me go."
The illusionist hesitantly did so, and sat down on the bed, slumping back. "He's... he's terrible! He's selfish, nonchalant, and cold to the touch... not to mention his freaky eye with a spade pupil! That's just..."
"Sounds like what I would expect from Mukuro-kun's father," Byakuran said, "but if you hate him so much, why can't you just tell Sho-chan that you don't want him to take you in?"
"Byakuran, you aren't listening to me," Mukuro said, looking at the albino sadly. "Shoichi doesn't like me. All I can do is get rid of him. Besides... I'll be miserable with Daemon, I just know it."
The winged man thought for a while, then wrapped his arms around Mukuro's waist and pulled him back until the other man was practically on his lap. His fingers ran over the illusionist's back as he allowed a hush past his lips, and he said, his voice gentle, "You can't kill Shoichi."
"Byakuran, you don't understand-"
"I do," Byakuran said sharply. He rubbed his cheek against Mukuro's as he shifted, and he said, "but this time, it's not the right answer. Hold still as I analyze the situation."
Byakuran felt himself slipping as he thought about himself, and soon, the two of them became enveloped in a bright light. His concentration reached the point where a sound could be heard, faint, at first, until it grew and evolved into the clang of a church bell. As Mukuro gasped, they landed in the parallel world. "Byakuran!" the albino called, thinking hard. "Oi! Byakuran!"
From a church, a man with fully developed wings walked out, his long, white hair draped over his shoulders like a curtain. He approached the two, looking wary around Mukuro, and the albino said, "Kill Shoichi?"
"No."
"What, then?"
"Eat a bag of marshmallows."
"That's all?" Byakuran asked.
"No. Go out. Together," the other said. "How is he here?"
"I'm smart, I guess," Byakuran answered, an arm around Mukuro's shoulders. "Don't fret, I won't let go of him."
"Good. Don't."
"Where's a good candy shop?"
"Find it."
With that, the parallel world's Byakuran headed back, and met a tall man at the door, one with long, dark blue hair, who Byakuran hoped Mukuro wouldn't recognize before they were pulled back into their own world. As he hugged the illusionist tightly, concentration broke, and they were pulled painfully back to their room. Mukuro clutched the other tightly once they were back on the bed, and said in a trembling voice, "What was that?"
"Proof," Byakuran replied. "You shouldn't attack Sho-chan."
Mukuro frowned, having not understood what had just happened to him, and murmured, "Are you an illusionist too, Byakuran?"
"Hm? No?"
He hopped off of the bed, did something when his back was to Byakuran, before turning. In his hand was a lotus blossom which he handed to Byakuran. "So you can't do that?"
"No. I can talk to my parallel selves," the albino said, before he frowned. "Does this mean you don't want to go out to eat?"
"... Byakuran... I...," Mukuro began, looking uncertain, "I... have to go..."
Byakuran blinked as the illusionist stood and walked out of the room in a rush, and he frowned. "Mukuro-kun... don't you run away from me."
Outside the orphanage...
The albino broke into a run, and his wings caught the air, lifting him a couple feet as he chased Mukuro, who had already gotten a considerable distance considering the fact that he was walking. The albino glid over the area, took a few steps on the ground for being too low, and struggled back into the air to go faster than ever, his eyes blazing with adrenaline. "Mukuro-kun," the name crept past his lips, and he slowed, getting close to his target. He'd never flown so fast or long before, and nor had he ever made a dive for something when in midflight, but it was going to happen today. Byakuran made a dive for Mukuro, and crashed into the illusionist. His arms locked around the man's waist and he hoisted him up, groaning with effort as Mukuro yelped and struggled.
"Stop moving," the albino hissed, trying to fly higher. He was a bumblebee trying to carry a swallow as he moved unsteadily through the air, but he was still managing. It didn't take long, however, before a tree came up and Byakuran had to land, drop Mukuro, or get squished into it. He decided wisely to land.
"Byakuran," Mukuro grunted as they fell onto the grass, and he sat up, looking at the albino with those wide, mismatched eyes. "What... the hell?"
The albino sighed, panting from the exhiliration of being in flight for such a long time, and reached over, then hugged Mukuro tightly. "I was punishing you for running away from me like that," he said. "Don't make me do it again." Mukuro closed his eyes as the albino came up and kissed him, and Byakuran sighed against the illusionist's lips, holding the head close to him. He backed off after a while, and, realizing his affections for the illusionist in one moment, said, "Mukuro-kun, I'm so fond of you... you're... possibly the first person I've ever..." Byakuran left the end of the comment off and finished it with another kiss, wondering whether Mukuro would ever return his feelings.
Abruptly, their moment was killed when a butterfly net smacked Byakuran in the back of the head. "I got you, pineapple-eating fairy person!" announced the perpetrator. Byakuran backed off, confused by the net over his head, and glanced up at the man, then frowned.
"Who the hell-"
"Fran!" Mukuro exclaimed, blushing and standing up. "I'm sorry I'm late for training, I got into a little trouble."
"I noticed," Fran replied, not taking his eyes off of Byakuran. "I saw the fairy pick you up and I hoped that it wouldn't drop you in its nest so its babies would eat you. You know, the pineapple faries are almost extinct because of these guys. Cuz baby albino fairies like to eat pineapple fairies, and-"
"Let go of me, brat, or I'll crush your skull," Byakuran snarled, grabbing the handle of the net.
"Oh no, this fairy is attacking people now! You know what this means, right, Master?" Fran said.
"Uh-"
"It means that we need to go get garlic to ward him off! C'mon!"
Fran grabbed Mukuro's arm and ran off with him, leaving Byakuran to get untangled from the net himself. The man growled with fury, until he shredded the net, and he stared after the two, burning inside as envy took him over.
He was going to go reclaim that illusionist if it was the last thing he did.
-End Chapter
N'aw I bet I don't finish Silent Heartbeat chapter whatever tonight... DX Man, I cliffy'd it too! I'll upload that tomorrow if not tonight.