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Couples: Main: 6927, Adult27, and 1827

Side couples: Possibly 8059

I nearly had him, nearly, this is unacceptable. Someone like me doesn't cock up this much. I laid myself down onto my bed and tried to sleep. I failed, it wasn't happening. I was far to pissed off to sleep. I finally had that bastard. He actually looked surprised when I first lunged at him, his body language told me. Grrrr...That damm herbivore pineapple bastard! I hate him. How does he always escape? Why can he escape when he act's like every raid is playtime? That its all a game. He's not like the other herbivores, he's worse. I hate him the most to the point where I feel like a herbivore myself. Not acceptable! Midori tanabiku namimori no
Dai naku shou naku nami ga ii. Just great, who the fuck is calling me now! I flicked open my phone and raised an eyebrow. Reborn, the man who lives with Sawada, what did he want?

"This better be important," I grumbled down the phone, and normally the man would laugh but I heard no laugh instead I just heard a serious voice.

"It is... very important."

"How was last night's raid Mukuro?" the purple haired girl asked, her face popping around the door of Mukuro's bedroom. She was more than surprised to be greeted with huge smirk that was almost completing the older teen's face.

"I take it was good then," she said to herself, as the man didn't reply but instead just smiled. She moved over and perched on his bed. In reply, he just continued to smile. Ok...this was getting a little creepy now.

"Mukuro-sama? Is there something you would to tell me?" Chrome asked, sensing the eagerness pouring out of the young man, to where he was like a 5 year old experiencing something new and going straight to tell mummy.

"My beloved Chrome...I think I'm in love."

The first thing Chrome did was raise both eyebrows, her mouth opening a little from shock. So is this what Mukuro is like when he's in love, how strange, she laughed inside her head, as the man sighed happily in admiration.

"With who Mukuro-sama?" she asked eagerly, it had been ages since she had a chat like this, it reminded of her when her and her friends from school would talk about boys. Those days were far behind her now, but she didn't so much care, her friends she had now were much better, even if they were all males.
Mukuro sighed heavily again, a Cheshire cat smile spreading thick.

"Mukuro if you don't tell me, I'm going to think it's that prefect Hibari," she chuckled as she watched her friend go straight into protest mode.

"KYO-CHAN! Oh you think low of me Chrome, I do have taste you know," he declared and the girl giggled some more.

"I know, I know, but if you keep sighing, how am I going to know?" she said tilting her head to side in a sort of cute gesture.

"His name is Tsunayoshi."

"It's a he?" Chrome cheeped in surprise, and held her hands up to her cheeks in embarrassment. I didn't know Mukuro was on the other side of the fence, maybe this is like the sort of stories I read on the internet, she considered.

"Yes, and he's the cutest thing on this planet, well apart from you my dear," he stated happily.

"How did you meet him?" Chrome then asked, this really did remind her of a conversation between girls talking about new crushes.

"You wouldn't believe it but I actually met him last night after I stole the gloves."

"Where did you meet him Mukuro-sama?" she said quietly raising an eyebrow, hardly anyone was out that late, it started making her suspicious. Mukuro laughed peculiarly, his hands doing a little jig, and the rest of his body started to fidget.

"Well...I kind of need somewhere to re-charge my powers, and his...bedroom window was open."

"Mukuro-sama...you're not serious."

"Yes I jumped in!" he exclaimed ecstatically, leaning back, pretending to swoon, and being incredibly over dramatic.

"Mukuro-sama, you shouldn't do that!" Chrome scolded him, "As long as they didn't see your face...he didn't see your face did he...Mukuro-sama?" Silence.

The girl nearly felt like hitting him, she would never really do it but she couldn't believe it. His face said it all over; he had let the boy see his face. What if the boy reports to the police about what he looks like! Chrome shuddered as she pictured the police going to the Vongola head quarters, they could guess it was Mukuro. They would track him down, and take him away from her, and probably Ken and Chikasu too.

"Mukuro-sama, please tell me you didn't let him see your face?" she uttered sadly, her face a complete wreck over imagining the worse.

"Chrome! Chrome dear don't worry he didn't see my face," Mukuro replied quickly, picking up on the girl's broken hearted posture.

"Your not lying to me are you?" she asked, her little lips trembling as she hung onto his words.

"Of course not Chrome."

"Well...what does he look like?" Chrome said hesitantly, heading back to their previous topic.

"Well first he was too cute for his own good, he has these giant saucers for eyes, there so unusual, like giant honey pools, and also he had this manic crazy spiky hair, but it was so soft Chrome, like a fluffy chick kufufufufufufu."

Chrome smiled wearily at his rambles about how he was the cutest thing alive, and how his lips were really soft too...wait how his lips were really soft?

"MUKURO-SAMA! DID YOU KISS HIM?" Chrome squeaked, her whole face flushing at the very idea.

"Kufufufufufufu...let's keep it a secret ok," he winked and Chrome gave him a disapproved look.

"Did he want a kiss Mukuro-sama?"

Nothing but silence, oh Mukuro!

"Mukuro-sama, you might have scared him you know," Chrome murmured but her friend took no notice and continued to grin.

"And I would have kissed him some more if that bloody man hadn't come in!" Mukuro said out loud.

"Someone else saw you?"

"Yer...I also got shot at," Mukuro replied back like it didn't matter, it really really did matter though!

"Mukuro-sama? Who was this boy? The only people that have guns are hunters or the ...mafia," she watched Mukuro flinch as she said the word mafia.

"A cute innocent thing like that is definitely not in the mafia, and anyways he wasn't the one with the gun," Mukuro said defending his new crush, like some crazy love drunk girl who would deny all the bad things about that beloved, even if their beloveds were jerks.

"Well...I guess but Mukuro-sama, if I were you, I wouldn't go back...I mean next time you could get seriously hurt!" Chrome cried out, her one violet eye widening in horror.

"Chrome, I'll be alright, please stop worrying for me," he spoke softly, and ruffled the girl's similar pineapple hairstyle. She calmed down a little, and hummed quietly. It was kind of like petting a little cat.

Chrome thought now was a good idea to change the subject, she didn't want to talk about his crush anymore, not that she was jealous, just when her told her about him there were so many dangerous things included with this new love interest of his.

"So Mukuro-sama you have the X-gloves now, that means you can try out them with the sky ring," Chrome said recalling the rings he had stolen before.

"Oh you're right! I forgot about them...kufufufufufufu."

Chrome nearly face palmed, a love struck Mukuro was a damm forgetful Mukuro.

Tsuna rolled over onto his side, and let out a small peaceful groan. He continued to snuggle into the warmth that now seemed to be captivating the left side of his bed, his eyes shut peacefully. Wait what was that? Tsuna opened his eyes gradually, and looked for the source of heat.

"HIEEEEEEE!" he squealed quite loudly. The reason why? Across from Tsuna was his Uncle Reborn, who was now wide awake, clamming one hand over his ear and the other over Tsuna's loud mouth.

"Dame-Tsuna! Do you understand how fucking early it is for you to be screaming!" he snarled and Tsuna flinched.

"Sorry Uncle Reborn! Sorrwe!" he squeaked, continuing to apologize to Reborn over and over again, much to the older man's annoyance.

"Shut up Dame-Tsuna!" he said in a warning tone, shutting the teenager up immediately. Reborn sighed and his dark eyes hit Tsuna's honey coloured own.

"That's better, squeal that loudly again in the morning and I'll kill you," he grumbled rubbing his pitch black spikes, but then he smirked, "Did you just call me Uncle Reborn?"

Tsuna blushed immediately and used his duvet to cover up his embarrassment.

"I thought we weren't calling me that anymore, unless you want to Dame-Tsuna, because I wouldn't mind at al—

"Reborn!" a muffled grumble came from under the duvet, and then out popped Tsuna's adorable head, his hair tousled from hiding under his bed sheet, his cheeks a rosy pink. His little mouth opened wide, and his face looked most definitely flustered.

"What are you doing in my bed?" he demanded to know, staring at the man with his huge pebbles for eyes.

"Aw Dame-Tsuna you insult me!" he cooed mischievously and zoomed in on the boy's small face, "You were the one who insisted on me staying here last night, remember?"

That's when it hit Tsuna –before he could even blush at the space between him and the man- like a train, last night that thief from the television had invaded his room and taken his first kiss.

"Jesus Christ..."

"Oh so you remember now."

"Yes." Tsuna slid himself up and leant against the dashboard of his single bed. In a daze he looked up to the ceiling, his fingertips slowly tracing his lips, a red tinge growing thick on his face.

"I feel so violated," Tsuna whimpered, pouting miserably.

"What the hell are you on about Dame-Tsuna?"

"Well...that was my..."

"First Kiss? SERIOUSLY?" Tsuna dug himself under the covers again as Reborn laughed hysterically.

"It's not funny," Tsuna cried out, though it was muffled from the duvet. He removed himself again, cheeks a blazing, and sniffed.

"I was saving it for someone nice," he sniffled, and Reborn tried hard not to laugh.

"You're such a pubescent girl Dame-Tsuna!"

"REBORN!"

"Hey, quiet down girly," he taunted playfully, and ruffled Tsuna's soft locks, only making the younger boy scowl.

"You're such a meanie!"

"And you insult like a 5 year old."

"I choose not to swear preferably, only if it is needed," Tsuna stated proudly, and crawled out of bed. Today was a weekend luckily, and so he didn't have to rush to boring old school. He heard his phone vibrate, but before he could reach it Reborn was flicking through his phone like no tomorrow.

"REBORN!"

"Dame-Tsuna what?"

"You're not supposed to flick through other people's things, for the sake of privacy!" Tsuna squeaked, and ran over to reach for his phone. However Reborn had other ideas.

Tsuna went flying, as he tripped over a very convenient placed leg.

He heard a low chuckle, and whimpered as he rubbed the now sore spot on his small head.

Now on all fours, Tsuna crawled over lazily, whimpering and cursing as he watched the taller man flick through his privacy.

"Ooooo who's this girl you like Dame-Tsuna?" he heard the other mock, and blushed furiously.

"She's just a girl from school," Tsuna stated before lunging for his phone, only for Reborn to dodge, and have the boy land face first on his bed.

"Just a girl from school...I see, if she's just some girl then your not interested are you?" Reborn chuckled, smirking down at the boy who was currently faceplanting the bed sheets.

"I...I!hmm...I—nter—ested!" a muffle came from the bed.

"Well who is the lucky lady then?" Reborn joked as Tsuna lifted up his head.

"Umm...well it's not like she likes me anyways," Tsuna cried trying to dodge the subject, or delay it, either one sounded nice.

"Who is it?" Reborn repeated.

"One of the schools idols, Kyoko Sasagawa, she's so...nice and cute, and she talks to me, and she's not clingy and she's cute, and pretty, and charming and her smile is..."

Tsuna turned and frowned as he was interrupted by gagging noises made by the 24 year old man sat on his bed.

"You really are like a little school girl Dame-Tsuna," Reborn snickered, and Tsuna went the shade of a tomatoe.

"Well unlike you I wasn't blessed with good looks," Tsuna frowned, reaching for his phone that was still in the grasp of the other.

As Tsuna grumbled it became like an endless battle, lots of effort on Tsuna's side, hardly any from the opposing side of Reborn.

Reborn lifted it up higher and tilted his head to stare up at the phone while the petite teen was reaching over to try and grab it. Reborn, from the corner of his eyes could see that the boy was growing furious by each second, trying to reach for his procession. It looked like he was about to prepare a climbing expedition on the fedora obsessed man.

"Reborn please give it to me!" he whinged, as he climbed onto the bed, standing up on it so he was could reach Reborn's hand that had a firm grip around his phone. He glanced up at him, and moved the phone further away from him so he had to lean forwards if he were to try and get it again. However being a Dame-Tsuna it's bound to go wrong, and like many times Tsuna tripped and fell.

"Oh Kyouya-kun it's been a while, how have you been? How's your mother?" the eager little house wife, also known as Nana Sawada, asked the boy who was she had just let in. Her apron on and a spatula in hand.

The quiet boy gave her a gentle smirk, not a cruel one, but one of the nicer ones for people he showed respect for.

"My mother's fine Mrs Sawada and I've been pleasant thank you for asking, how have you been?" the teen prefect replied, his presence filling up the hallway.

"Oh I've been fine, Tsu-kun has been as silly as always, oh you must have come to see him, he's up in his room, go up if you like," the chirpy woman said, while pushing him a little up the stairs. The prefect nodded, and made his way up. As he went to open the door, he paused. There was noise coming from the bedroom. This contained lots of muffled moans and groans. At the sound of this Hibari raised an eyebrow.

"Reborn please give it to me!" he heard a whine, which could be interpreted wrong in so many ways. And stupidly enough for the prefect, he had interpreted it in a wrong way. His grip on his silver tonfa tightened, and he knocked on the door loudly. No answer. Well simple enough, time to knock down the door.

Slam! The door nearly flew off its hinges, and in the doorway was the murderous aura that Hibari would only display when he was really really mega pissed.

It didn't help when what he saw explained the situation that he had playing in his mind. Lying over the lap of Reborn was the cute little tuna fish himself. Reborn had his arms wrapped around the boy's waist, and his hands were lightly touching the boy's behind. What a compromising position? With that though Hibari twitched, and Tsuna looked over his shoulder.

"Hello Hibari-san!" the boy chirruped happily, looking over at the prefect with his round doe eyes.

"Herbivore, what are you doing?" Hibari seethed those teeth of his gritting firmly. On noticing this Reborn smirked, and kept his position.

"Isn't it obvious Hibari we were playing Mummy and Daddy," the older man sniggered, and Tsuna squawked.

"Reborn! What the hell are you on about?" the younger one groaned, before getting off the older man, much to the other's disappointment.

Hibari glanced down at both of their attires; both of them were wearing hardly anything, which made Hibari's mind go on a crazy imagination trip of his own. He shook his head of the unnecessary thoughts and pointed a tonfa at Tsuna who was now by his wardrobe, a hand unbuttoning his pyjama top.

"Herbivore what is he doing in your room?" Hibari almost spat, and Tsuna tilted his cute little head to the side, his hands resting on the third button up.

"I told you Hibari we are playing Mummy and Daddy and Tsuna is playing the role of Mummy, me the role of Daddy...you can be the child if you like," Reborn stated again mischievously, winking over at the flaming prefect. Tsuna still didn't really understand what Reborn meant by that and gazed sluggishly back and fourth at the two older males in his room.

"I will bite you to death," Hibari growled under his breath.

A deathly silence filled the room, and in the end it was little Tsuna breaking the silence.

"Ummm...I need to get changed!" Tsuna squeaked at both the males, one nodded and made for the door. The other just frowned, and shrugged.

"Hey, we're all guys just hurry and change Dame-Tsuna," the oldest of three said apathetically, leaning back on his hands.

"But...Reborn!"

"I think in the past life you were definitely a woman Dame-Tsuna," Reborn tittered, as Tsuna's eyebrow puckered.

"Herbivore wants to get changed so come on," Hibari interrupted pointing a precious silver tonfa in the direction of the yawning man.

"Fine...bunch of girls."

With a loud yawn, the tall man removed himself from Tsuna's bed and leisurely strolled out after the prefect.

Tsuna quickly scurried over, flinging on the nearest t-shirt, which was an orange one with the numbers 27 written on it, and then pull on a pair of black combats.

He made his way to the door, and peeked his head out a little.

"Took your time," he heard Reborn say, and frowned.

"Herbivore didn't at all."

"Thank you Hibari-san."

"But next time hurry up herbivore, learn to be faster or you will always be a weak herbivore."

"Oh thanks Hibari," Tsuna's shoulders drooped a little. He closed the door behind him, using his back to push it to.

"Hibari-san are you going to join us for breakfast?" he asked, his huge round pebbles staring at him, ignoring Reborn completely, who just grumbled quietly and made it for the hallway.

Hibari took note of the man's leaving presence and looked back to his friend.

"I don't want to trouble your mother," he said with little effort.

Tsuna sighed a little at his friend's response and just patted him on the back a little, which the prefect rose an eyebrow too.

"Come on you know my mum always makes too much," the boy giggled slightly. Hibari nodded gradually and followed the little starfish down the stairs. As they continued to walk, Hibari found himself staring unconsciously at the nape of the boy's neck. It looked...so smooth. Hibari for some reason –that to him was the weirdest thought he's had in his perfect life- he had the urge to touch it, caress it as it were.

His hand stretched out a little, almost there.

"Hibari-san?" the chirpy voice came, making his hand shoot back before the boy could take notice on his sudden actions.

"Mama was wondering what you would like to eat?" Hibari took a look around him, since when had they got down here? Hibari was sat at the table, the small boy next to him, his smile dazzled as his mother brought out two plates of delicious feast filled breakfasts.

Hibari watched as the boy dug straight in, and smirked a little.

"Herbivore you're eating like a piglet," the prefect commented, and the other's eyes widened, his fork slowly clacking against the table. He swallowed heavily, and nodded apologetically.

"I-I'm sorry Hibari-san! I will eat proper I promise!" the boy practically exploded with apology which made Hibari unnoticeably grimace, he hadn't intended that.

"Tsunayoshi calm down, and do eat proper...anyways you have food on your cheek." Hibari's finger brushed slowly against the other's skin as he removed the grain of rice that had taken claim of the boy's face.

"Awwwww...Kyouya-kun you're such a nice boy, almost like Tsu-kun's big brother," the house wife stated appearing out of thin air, her lips harbouring a lovely large grin.

"Mama!" Hibari heard the other whine, and turned his attention back to his childhood friend whose cheeks were a rather pleasant rose colour, and his eye lashes laid perfectly on the top of round cheeks as his eyes shut while he sighed.

Hibari bit his bottom lip a little, and quickly turned to face the breakfast Nana had made him. He chewed a little off his fork and nodded in appreciation.

"Morning Mama," appeared another voice, one he didn't really want to hear, in fact the one that had called him last night.

What did he mean by that conversation?

"Hibari I need information on a certain pineapple."

"What do you mean herbivore?" the prefect grumbled down the phone already tired.

"Hibari don't act like you don't know," the mocking voice rung down the phone, "My my Hibari I am surprised, and here was me thinking you actually knew everything about that thief."

Hibari growled a little, and an amused laugh vibrated in his ear drums.

"What about him?" he asked, yawning slightly yet it was obvious he was interested.

"I'm going to kill him."

Hibari froze up for about almost 2 seconds but then settled down, his voice regaining control.

"So am I," Hibari said bluntly, but he was still slightly shocked by the man's last statement, I mean Hibari always threatened to take other's lives by 'biting them' however he had never killed anyone.

"No no Hibari my dear boy, I want to kill him personally, he's a threat to the Vongola family," the man went onto continue and Hibari again paused.

"The Vongola? Why is it important to the family Herbivore?" he asked with curiosity.

"Oh Hibari-san don't deny it, you were properly assigned to hunt down the thief and to return the items," the voice cooed.

Hibari scowled, but shook off his anger, stretching out on his bed.

"So the 9th told you?" he said apathetically, staring at his fingernails with little interest, "Surprising thought he kept it secret from non-members of the family."

"Well I'm a dear friend my boy, and not just that I'm the tutor for the tenth," the voice declared which made Hibari bolt right up.

"The tenth?" Hibari's voice snapped, picking up in interest.

"Calm down skylark I know you're interested," Reborn chuckled playfully.

"So who is the candidate, anyone worth fighting?" Hibari asked, his voice cold and monotone, although in side he was rather excited.

"Che, I don't know yet, I hope it's not someone as pathetic as Dino, who has been asking about you Hibari-san, I knew he's fancied you and I think he wants to take you ou—

"Not interested Herbivore, and what a shame wasting my time seems like I need to bite you to death," the prefect spoke wickedly down the phone.

"You can try Hibari."

The phone line was silent for a while; all that could be heard was their breathing.

"So any heads up to who the new head is going to be herbivore?" Hibari enquired.

"Not really...oh wait...yer that's right, the guy or girl at that matter is supposed to have dreams," the man stated.

"Dreams?"

"Involving the 1st."

"The first boss of Vongola, what an honour."

"I know right."

There was another pregnant pause but Reborn broke the silence.

"So I'm ringing to tell you I'm going to kill that thief, so step back down Hibari," the man confirmed and Hibari shook his head violently.

"We weren't given orders to kill him, the 9th didn't give us orders," Hibari exclaimed but only heard a laugh.

"The 9th gave you orders not me," the man explained.

"Why do you want his death so badly anyways?" the prefect questioned, "Has he done something to yo—

"Tsuna."

"Tsunayoshi?" Hibari sat up, his eyes parting a little in surprise.

"It appears that this 'pineapple haired illusionist' has taken an interest in Tsuna," Reborn uttered.

"What do you mean?"

"Well let's just say if I hadn't got in there faster tonight, Tsuna wouldn't have just had his first kiss taken away but his virg—

"I'll kill that bastard."

"That's my job Hibari not yours, I'm the assassin, and anyways why are you getting so concerned," Hibari flinched as he heard a little 'Ooooo' noise down the phone, "Don't tell me you love Tsuna?"

"Fuck no."

"Aw denial...but Hibari you can't have him."

Hibari sensed his eyebrows rising.

"And why is that Herbivore?"

"Cause he's mi—

The phone cut off, leaving Hibari questioning the final words of the man, what was he just about to say before the phone rudely cut off? And now it with this question it began to infuriate him.

Mukuro slipped the gloves on and frowned, these were rather small. He never expected the weapon used by the 1st boss of Vongola to be well...so dainty. But then again these looked awfully new. He decided to ignore this and slung the chain with the Sky ring on around his neck. Now how to work this, he stood and cleared his mind, compressing all thoughts into the ring. Nothing...strange. Maybe because the ring wasn't around his neck, he removed the ring from around his neck, and brought it to his finger. He slowly slipped it on top of the glove, and then again tired to concentrate all his thoughts into activating the ring's power. He could feel it. It was here. The power tingled up through his toes, the sensation attacking playfully at his stomach, then all the way up to his chest. THUMP! Mukuro lurched over gagging. This was wrong; the power was...it was...! Blood spat upon the floor, splattering the grey tiles with its coppery colour. He felt himself drop to his knees, his chest swelling in agony, blood trickling from his cracked mouth. He quickly –even though he struggled– reached down for the ring, practically tearing it off his finger. The pain deceased, and he collapsed. His chest hitting the solid floor with a loud thump. He gasped loudly for air, taking in as much as possible. What the hell was that?

He looked over at the discarded ring that laid on the floor a metre away. The ring had tried to kill him! It had tried to squeeze his insides with its power.

Mukuro cursed feeling his senses kicking back in, he rolled back onto his knees, then into a sitting pose. Why had it done that?

"Because it rejected you," Mukuro's eyes widened in a flash as he heard a slick voice and a chuckle that sounded so much like his own. He faced a man, a trident in hand, that familiar hairstyle yet with a slight twist –this one had a fringe-, that condescending smirk that he knew all too well.

"W-Who are you?" he spluttered a little, holding out his hand weakly, displaying his own trident.

"Oya Oya so cold, you shouldn't treat me like that...I mean we are practically the same," the man cooed, his smirk increasing.

"You didn't answer my question."

"You didn't give me time," the man tittered, "My name is Daemon Spade, you can say I am you, except we are two different people, yet we have a connect—

"Get on with it," Mukuro said impatiently, his fingers lightly tapping on the tiles, another hand still gripped onto his trident.

"Well Mukuro...I came here to tell you that ring will never work."

"And why's that?"

"Because it's not made for you," the man wandered over to where Mukuro had laid out the ring box, his hand picking one up, "Well this bring backs memories." He chuckled again and Mukuro watched him closely as he wandered slowly back over to him. He crouched down, smiling of course, and presented the ring to him.

"That's the guardian mist ring," Mukuro stated, staring down at the man's hand that held onto the ring between finger and thumb.

"Quite correct, and this was once mine, and now it's yours."

"What do you mean it's mine?" Mukuro snapped.

"You are one of the guardians for the Tenth boss of Vongola,"

Stab! The trident lunged into the man standing in front of Mukuro, and blood dripped from the wound, yet the man was still standing and smiling like it was nothing. Daemon swiped a finger along his wound, blood coating it completely, and gently he licked it.

"Damm, my own blood doesn't taste good," the man moaned a little, but Mukuro didn't lighten up, he just growled like a terrier or a different small dog would.

"Why the fucking heck do you think I would ever join them?" Mukuro spat, digging his trident in deeper.

"Well...you're basically a reincarnation of me," the man smiled pointing to his face, "And I was the first generation's mist guardian, and hey hey hey now, don't you think by joining them it would be so much easier to earn their approval...then stab them in the back."

The man stuck is his tongue out playfully as he noticed the changes in Mukuro's facial expression. Mukuro got up and pulled out the trident, ignoring the squelching sound. His trident disappeared, and he brushed a hand through his hair. Once the hand uncovered the face Daemon's grin grew wider. A smile...perfect.

"I might just like you kufufufu," Mukuro sniggered, and the other man returned the gesture.

"Now, this ring belongs to you," the man said before placing the ring into the younger one's palm.

"What about the others?" Mukuro questioned glancing at the box and then down at the ring discarded on the floor.

"They will find their masters in due time, he in particular will come for them," the man declared.

"He?" Mukuro said questioningly, wondering who the man meant. He watched as the other's finger travelled over to the ring that laid uninterestingly on the floor.

"Whoever that belongs to...the next boss of our Vongola," the man smiled.

"And whoever it is, I will take them over," Mukuro cheered a little.

"Take them over?"

"So that I can send the world into a war to rid it of its scum, first targeting the mafia," Mukuro went onto explain.

"Wow that's a big plan, think you can carry it out?" the other spoke rhetorically, but was still answered with a very childlike happy nod.

"Well with that Mukuro...goodbye," the man spoke softly and Mukuro tilted his head to the side.

"Going all ready?"

"Well I am only a spirit; we have counsels to get to in heaven too."

"You're in heaven?" A silence filled the room but Daemon broke the ice by chuckling warmly.

"No you're right kid, I'm definitely in hell," and with a wink he evaporated into thin air. Mukuro stared down at the ring in his palm...new objective...keep stealing until the Vongola sends out the tenth. He threw the ring lazily in the air and brought it down to catch.

"Vongola tenth as your humble servant I wish to obey you in anyway possible...Kufufufu...but not before stabbing you in the back and stealing your precious frame."

Tsuna looked hesitantly up at the sky; last night's dream was different.

The flowers surrounded him, the peaceful setting in full motion. Tsuna woke up hesitantly to the sweet fragrance that greeted him most nights.

He lifted his weight up and looked around wearily for the man that would greet him normally. His sweet dreamy big brother figure. His eyes shifted to look for him, but he wasn't there.

"Oni-san?" he called out for him, his voice gargling a little from being groggy with sleep.

No answer, the wind picked up and Tsuna heard a frosty laugh. His hand snapped round to face the intruder. A man stood there, his face resembling the other one he had met the night, the pervert that had kissed him...but this man wasn't the one from the other night.

"So Giotto picked you, how cute," the said man snickered, a large Cheshire cat grin taking over his face.

"W-Who are you?"

"I'm whoever you want me to be cutie," and again a chuckled rolled in, this time taking the little teen by surprise as it appeared right behind him, filling up the eardrums. Tsuna flinched as two arms casually relaxed over his shoulders, a head resting on his shoulder. Tsuna squirmed at the current contact but even though the arms seemed to be laying lightly on his shoulders, the grip was strong. Annoyingly strong.

"Please get off," the boy squeaked but the other did not do as requested.

"I can see why Giotto likes you, why the other's like you, you're just the type..." the man removed himself from Tsuna's shoulder, which for a second made Tsuna think he could relax, but he was wrong, the man moved incredibly close towards the boy's ear and slowly purred, "You're just the type everyone wants to corrupt, if you know what I mean."

And with that comment the man withered into mist, leaving Tsuna with a comment he didn't truly understand.

Where was 'Oni-san'? Who was that man? The boy questioned inside his head but shrugged it off. Today the sky was bright blue, and so his emotions were flooded with happiness. He glanced over at Hibari who was coolly composed on a chair that was by the door to his room. He sighed a little, it had been 2 hours and Hibari had hardly said anything. I mean if he came around just to sit on his chair and not even pay attention to him why was he here?

Tsuna pushed his feet along the floor, gliding along the floorboard with a push of his swivel chair. He tapped his feet gently to the floor, so it halted in front of Hibari. Hibari finally looked up, and Tsuna acknowledging this smiled.

"Hibari-san is very quiet," he asserted, even that it was obvious nobody needed to tell Hibari that because it was pretty damm obvious, it was just Tsuna's way of trying to make conversation.

Hibari nodded in confirmation and stared back at Tsuna, his eyes asking if there was anything else.

"Hiiibarrriii-san," the boy spoke in a drawn out tone.

"Yes, herbivore?"

"Aren't you...well...bored?"

"Not particularly."

Tsuna nearly fell off his chair in defeat, but kept his grip on the chair to keep himself up. He exhaled and Hibari finally took notice.

"Herbivore...do you want to do something?" he asked tentatively.

"Really?" he replied with shiny eyes, making Hibari inwardly flinch.

"Yes..."

"Hooray!"

"Herbivore, stop overreacting," Hibari scolded him tapping him on the head lightly with his right hand tonfa. The boy grumbled a little but then again cheered up, tugging non-stop at the prefect's shirt.

Hibari let his body, surprisingly, follow the boy's commands and he was dragged out into the fresh air. Tsuna stretched out his arms happily and flicked his head over his shoulder, his million watt grin on full blast.

"Let's go Hibari-san!"

Mukuro sat jaded on a wall, a disguise placed over his persona; it was not like he was going to let people to see what he looked like in public. He watched as street person, after casual high street shopper hurried past, one after another.

He sighed a little in boredom; well least one advantage was getting out of the 'hideout'. His eyes travelled for something that might interest him. An image of starfish hair could be seen vaguely in the distance. His emotions suddenly perked up, his smiling widening by every passing second. IT WAS TSUNAYOSHI! He nearly squealed in delight...which was very out of character. It really was Tsunayoshi, the boy was walking along, his face beaming...wait...why was that? Mukuro looked around jealously for the reason that made the cute little boy look like that. CRASH! The sirens in his head went off; he could almost hear the sound of glass shattering. His teeth slammed shut and began to grind. That boy was friend's with...KYO-CHAN! What the hell? What the fuck! How the fuck? What the actual fuck? Mukuro began to curse in and out of his head and people glanced at him in disapproval. That cute little innocent bunny was friend's with such a brute...and not just that...but Mukuro's second enemy, next to the mafia!

But it wasn't just that, Mukuro studied as the two were incredibly close, the boy tugging the prefect along with him, his whole face lit up. It almost seemed like a date...Mukuro's fist clenched. Was this jealously? He could feel the ring surge with power, and his aura began to flame. However it froze instantly when he could feel the two caramel hues on him.

The scream releasing from the younger teen's lips and with that a finger pointed straight for him. Yet his disguise was still up, so how could he recognize him! As quick as Speedy Gonzales, Mukuro vanished himself into thin hair, transporting himself somewhere else.

Once he knew he was safe, he leant against the brick wall of the alley...just who was this kid?

A/N: Sorry it took me a while! I had mock exams and stuff for my GSCES. I failed my chemistry one...eheheh oh shit. But ok sorry if it's a little naff, or not great. Thanks for everyone who reviewed last chapter, when I saw I had 16 reviews on only one chapter I felt like doing a back flip, which I can't do, so I did a high kick instead fufufuf, because that is a big achievement for me! And it's ace. Sorry if I seem to rushing the romance and stuff...and also if the characters are a little Occ. I would love it if you review, but I won't beg for one if you don't. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it, I'll try and speed up in future. I have Christmas holidays now! So more time . Sorry if it's crap, and if there's mistakes. Personally as well I think Chrome would be a secret yaoi fangirl, she lives with a bunch of guys all the time, a girl is allowed to get bored and imagine ;)

Also does anyone like the sound of corrupting a cute little Tuna...cause I do fufufuf~ However I can't write lemon yet...i'm too embarrased too xD but who knows I might give it a try