"Adobe flash plugin has crashed. Send a crash report?" – omgpink. (1)

"You just keep me hanging on." – Maya-chan2007 (2)

"I have never once fought, merely defended what is mine." – Whitemagic58 (4)

"When you give each other everything, it becomes an even trade. Each wins all." – Frost190 (6)

"Anyone who steals what belongs to me, shall experience eternal hell." – Frost190 (3)

"Honesty is the only way with anyone, when you'll be so close as to be living inside each other's skins" – Frost190 (5)

"Oh pitiful soul, wallowing in your sin and misery… perhaps it is time to die." – cross-over-lover232 (7)

Ok! I'm back! I've planned out each and every one of your quotes which helped me with this chapter! I was like so… INSPIRATION! Haha. Like the quotes completely turned the entire chapter around! Haha. Sorry for some people, your quotes were kind of grammatically incorrect or to fit the situation so I had to change them a little but other than that, the main concept is there.

Ok, I have made a mistake about Gin's appearance and I'm seriously sorry about it and I'm seriously too lazy to go back and change it. In the first chapter he had burghundy hair and green eyes, in the fourth chapter he had silver hair. IN REALITY! He has silver hair and green eyes. Just clearing it up!

BY THE WAY! There is a new poll on my page. It's in regard to 'Bitter Chocolate' that I wrote last chappie! Please go vote!

On with the chappie!

Chapter 6: Precious Jealousy

The screen froze and then blanked out. Seconds later it came back to life with nine words written clearly and a little cartoon with a sad face underneath.

"Adobe flash plugin has crashed. Send a crash report?" (1)

A well manicured hand threw the laptop across the room, hitting the wall and breaking it. At this moment, she was too tired to fix it. She slipped the frameless glasses with thick lenses off, rubbing grey eyes. She'd pulled off another all-nighter and she couldn't be bothered to fix her stupid plugin. She grabbed the thumb drive with all her hard work saved on from the debris. She sighed as she sat down on the chair at her desk, opening the drawer to get out her spare.

Oh, shit.

That one was probably her spare.

"Break another spare, Amber?"

"Oh, shut up, Gin. I'm too tired to deal with you right now." Amber leaned against the back of her chair, rubbing her tired eyes with two fingers, "The stupid plugin just fucking crashed and they think I'm stupid enough to send a crash report. Fixing plugins is like stealing candy from a kid." She slammed her forehead on the table, "It's too bloody easy."

"For you it may be." Gin said shrugging his shoulders as he walked over to lean on her desk, "I still can't get my plugins to work after they crash." He patted the mop of dark yellow hair on her head that had been pulled into a messy pony tail, "Heck, I don't even know what a plugin is." She lifted her head only to have him roll his eyes at her, "Don't you dare go off on a tangent on what they are. I don't care."

A laugh escaped her frowning lips, now decorated with a smile, "Thanks, Gin." She pulled the tie out of her hair, letting the dark tresses cascade down her back, "You always try to make me happy." She propped herself up, standing up, ready to leave, "More than papa ever did."

"Oi." Gin said quickly before she could exit, he could imagine the bitter expression she had tattooed on her face, "You forgot your ring." He reached down to her desk and held the ring up to allow her full view, "Don't want you goin' out defenceless. Could get yourself killed."

"Not defenceless, asshole." Amber smiled with a roll of her eyes, walking back over to retrieve the ring, "Still got my gun, remember?" She laughed as she allowed him to slip her ring onto her finger. "But this helps, I guess." Her left hand. Her fourth finger. "Sorry. I'm so sorry, Gin." Looking down, the ring was an orange gem band that was rimmed with thin gold outlines, "See ya."

She reached up on her tip toes, brushing her lips on his forehead. He had to bend down to allow her lips to touch their designated target. He smirked when her long straight tresses tickled his chin and cheeks, teasing his lips. He pushed her shoulder roughly to get her out, making her turn. She was going to be late. When she was late she might as well be dead. Well, half-dead at the very least. He caught the look in her eyes, a cross between 'thank you', 'I love you' and 'I'm sorry'.

Out the door and down the corridor. That was the minimum distance he allowed between them before he collapsed against the wall. She wasn't taunting him but at the same time she made him want to grab her and run away to a faraway island. This time his forehead. Last time his cheek. The day before yesterday, his temple. Last week, his neck. Not his lips.

No.

Never his lips.

The morning didn't seem different. No extra birds chirping. No rainbow. Nothing symbolised the change in Chrome's life as she awoke. Not even a few extra rays of sunlight. The world spared nothing for her. Well, it wasn't like that was anything new.

She let out a breathless sigh as she slipped out of bed, barely taking notice of how strangely empty the bed was. Too tired. Too sleepy. Too unreal. Right now she was in a state between dream and reality. The only thing capable of snapping her out of her reverie would've been his burning cold touch. Which is exactly what she received.

Freezing fingers touched the skin just between her neck and her spine, causing her to flinch backward and almost fall over. At least she was able to catch her own footing before she could land flat on her face. That would've been bad. Very bad. And very embarrassing.

From the edge of her vision Chrome could see the culprit fingertips reaching out to her, ready to catch her if she had indeed fallen. She saw the slight curve of his lips, in the way only she had seen. His hand reached to her arm, the warmth excruciatingly different from the icy touch it had seconds ago. An illusion of some sort. Mind reading of some kind.

"M-Mukuro." Her voice barely escaped her throat. So much more nervous. So much more fidgety. Like a high school girl locking gazes with her all time crush. Well, she was, kind of. "Good morning."

"Good morning, Chrome." Her eyes were glued to his lips as he spoke, as the corners only turned up more and more, "I take you had a nice sleep?"

"U-uh…" Get your thoughts in order dammit! Stop staring! "Y-Yeah, I slept well." Ok. Breathe in. Breathe out. Not a stuttering high school girl. Not a stuttering high school girl. "What about you, Mukuro?"

"I can always sleep well with you by my side." Mukuro teased, enjoying the redness that slowly and surely enveloped her entire face, "Yesterday's date was fun, wasn't it?"

"I-It was fun." Chrome flashed Mukuro a smile, embarrassment and joy mixing in her purple eye, "We should do it again." She slapped her hands over her mouth, realising only a moment too late, "I-I mean…"

"Yes, I do believe we should." Mukuro looked up, slipping a sly arm around her, "How does today sound?"

"E-Eh!" Chrome couldn't help but turn almost crimson at the mere comment, "T-Today is no good! I have plans!"

"You have plans with someone the day after you have a date with me?" Mukuro raised a teasing eye brow at her.

"I-I'm sorry." Chrome looked down, trying to ignore the guilt filling her chest.

"Divertire, Nagi. (1)" Mukuro replied in slick Italian, running a hand through silky indigo hair. He placed a hand on her messy bed-head, ruffling the strands even more, "Prestare attenzione. (2)"

"Grazie, Mukuro. (3)"

"Hey, is it okay for you to out with me on a school day?" Big brown eyes asked inquisitively, staring down the shorter girl.

"It's fine, Misaki-san. Today is a school holiday for my school. My school is giving us a day off to celebrate the founding of our school." A lie. A well thought out one and believable but a lie nonetheless. Luckily, Misaki seemed to believe every lie Chrome spouted, "You were the one that wanted to meet up didn't you?"

"That's right but you act so mature I almost forgot you were a student!" Misaki sent Chrome a big grin, her hand scratching the back of her head where a messy bun sat, "I didn't interrupt anything with that hot boyfriend you have, right Shizuka-san?"

"He's not really my boyfriend…" Chrome said blushing before the memories of the day before came rushing back. The paradise, the scenery, the hugs… the kisses. All of it was flooding back and only because her whole face heat up in absolute embarrassment.

"You say one thing and then your face suggests another." Misaki said with a shake of her head, "You're the colour of a tomato."

"I… I inherited it." Chrome muttered. She should've covered her blushing up with illusions. Damn it!

"That's so cute!" Misaki could almost squeeze the girl the girl to death. Literally? Figuratively? Something about Misaki made Chrome wonder for a second but she dropped the suspicious feeling. It was Misaki after all. Misaki wouldn't even swat a fly. "Ah! I need to go down that way." Misaki pointed her tanned finger down a street Chrome had never travelled down before, "Wait here, okay? It's something really quick."

"Are you sure? I could always…" Chrome started. The building Misaki's slim finger pointed at seemed at least a little dodgy.

"It's fine!" Misaki ruffled Chrome's illusionary hair, "Just need to drop something off!" Misaki flashed a white envelope, "You know… bills and stuff." That building didn't look like a place to drop off bills, "Well, not exactly bills. Just like… adult stuff! You'll learn about it soon enough."

"I…" Chrome was getting really suspicious. This didn't seem right.

"Don't worry! I'm serious. I'll be out in a jiffy. It'll be like I was never gone!"

"Decimo."

Tsuna turned around, round teal eyes staring back at him. He sighed in relief. He'd always been on his guard a lot lately. A friendly face was always much better to see than an enemy one.

"I got the information you wanted." She smiled, her Japanese thick with a Kansai accent. She waved a white sheet of paper. There were so many words on it that it looked like the font was size 1. "Don't worry!" She laughed when she saw the way his jaw dropped almost 10 feet into the ground, "This is just all the technical stuff. Here," She handed him a separate piece of paper, "I kind of condensed it for ya." Tsuna let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, "But seriously! You had me workin' like all night!"

"Sorry." Tsuna rubbed the back of his head, "I didn't mean for you to…"

"Hey, it's my job!" She grinned, showing off her perfectly straight teeth, "That family though…" She feigned sweat, wiping a hand over her dry brow, "They're prepared. They got someone hidin' all of their info."

"Thanks for your hard work." Tsuna smiled and she flipped her off-black hair, a dark forest green, "It means a lot."

"I should probably tell ya now…" She stopped smiling for a second, "That Delvario family… ain't people you wanna mess with." She ran a hand through styled hair, "They're boss ain't afraid of a little war. They're whole family ain't afraid to declare war on anyone. Even us, Decimo." She pointed to about the middle section of the piece of paper in Tsuna's hands, "See there? It's their history." She took a deep breath, "Their name… Delvario means 'with variation'. It not only stems from their wide variety of knowledge and weaponry… it originates from how the family was formed."

Tsuna trailed his eyes down, "They're made up of rogue mafia!" His eyes widened, unable to process the information.

"That's right, Decimo. The Delvario family is made up of Mafioso that weren't content with their own Famiglia, that were exiled or abandoned 'em on free choice and eventually all banded together. It's a phenomenon but that's why Delvario is so powerful. They got knowledge from Mafia all over the world." She sighed and rubbed her tired eyes, "It's one of the dirtiest, lowest and by far the most violent Mafia in the world. Their disorder is what makes 'em so fearful. They're in so deep… which is probably why ya never heard of 'em. I always thought they were an urban legend… until ya got me researchin', that is." She pointed slightly more downwards, "What's worse the current boss is a former Vongola member. A former high-ranking Vongola member."

"Why is Chrome involved with such a…" Tsuna gulped down a breath, everything was coming at him too fast.

"It's something to do with the heir to the Delvario family." She showed Tsuna a section right at the bottom of the page, "The boss is looking for an heir and Chrome is legally his adopted daughter. He never registered her as dead." She rubbed her eyes once more, "But what really makes me confused is that…" She slid her finger down to show Tsuna the very last line of the page, "There already is an heir. The boss of Delvario already has a biological daughter."

True to her word, Misaki was back within five minutes. The older girl smiled brightly at Chrome before continuing to drag Chrome down the street for some shopping.

"Oh! This one has great shoes!"

So, Misaki spent at least an hour there trying on at least 20 different pairs and only walking out with two in purchase.

"Ah! This one has all the latest fashions!"

Another two hours in that shop, Misaki dragging at least 40 different outfits into the changing room and actually only buying about three sets.

"And this one-"

"Er… Misaki-san?" Chrome voiced out. She hadn't spent a single cent. Not that she really intended to. "It's already 6…" Chrome pointed to the setting sun, "Shouldn't we…" She looked down to Misaki's pointing finger which was still propped up, "Eh… You…?"

Misaki turned bright red before catching a glimpse at the orange ring wound around her ring finger, "Yeah… He… proposed…"

"Congratulations." Chrome couldn't help but smile. Misaki seemed like the kind of person that deserved to be happy.

"Oh… shit!" Misaki slapped her hands over her mouth, snapping out of her reverie, "I forgot there is one last place I need to go to!" She pulled Chrome along, the streets becoming more and more deserted, "Here. Wait for me here." Misaki had brought Chrome to an almost completely empty building. An almost completely bare lobby. "I'll just be in that room. Be right out."

Misaki rushed into the only door apart from the one they had just entered from. Chrome looked around. There were a few people scattered around the empty lobby but apart from a potted plant and a few benches, there was nothing. Chrome concentrated hard but even then nothing seemed out of place. But something about the building made her feel chills run up and down her spine. Why exactly did Misaki need to be in such a dodgy looking building?

Silence passed. Only the sound of a few of the adults filled the room but other than that… there was nothing. One minute. Two minutes. Three. Four. It felt like half an hour already. Just what was Misaki doing?

A scream filled the ears of all the people in the room. It was Misaki's scream. Without a doubt. Chrome rushed forward to the door Misaki had entered. She yanked it open, not caring that everyone around her was not moving an inch, a muscle. Not a single reaction. Like a horror movie, the door closed behind her. She glanced around. Mirrors. All she could see was her own reflection gazing back at her.

A trap?

"Shizuka-san!"

Misaki! That's right!

Chrome ran around trying to find her missing friend. But with all the mirrors she could barely stop herself from crashing. She tried her best to manoeuvre around but it was difficult to even figure out left from right. Wait. Calm down. An illusion. It was simple. Just black out all the mirrors with an illusion. She sighed before fishing out her retractable trident from out of her bag. She dropped the tan handbag and slammed the trident out into its full length.

A slow steady breath and then with a tap of her trident she ensued an illusion. That was… if the illusion even worked. Chrome panicked as she saw that nothing was appearing from her trident. Slightly panicky she tapped a few more times. Still nothing.

"Welcome, Chrome Dokuro." A figure stepped into one of reflections. The person was not actually in front of her, but far away reflecting light from somewhere else, "Any illusions cast from the moment you stepped into this room will not work." The figure smiled. Chrome had never seen this person before, "Meaning… those surrounded around your organs will be fine but any illusions you wish to use… will be useless."

The lights went off and the room was surrounded darkness. Then a nostalgic misty feeling engulfed the entire area, surrounding Chrome's senses.

"An illusion!"

"That's right." That same voice, "But when do you think the illusion began?"

"But that's impossible! If there was an illusion I would have been able to sense it!" Chrome tried to feel around, get a grasp of her surroundings.

"Oh, you don't know the extent of knowledge that the Delvario family has. There are many ways to hide an illusion. Even from a skilled illusionist like yourself." The lights came back on, revealing a bare room. Large, almost like the training rooms she had used in the adventure to the future she had three years ago, "I don't see what's so special about you." The figure finally revealed herself. Curvy and beautiful with long hair that could be envied by any woman, "I don't see why Papa is interested in making you the boss. Without your illusions you're useless." She flipped her dark yellow hair, "And I'm going to show you right now. What happens to people that take away what's mine."

"What are you talking about…?" Chrome muttered holding her trident firmly in her hands, an indigo flame erupting over her eye patch, "I don't understand."

"Of course you don't." The woman growled, glaring through grey eyes, "I don't know what makes you so fucking special but Papa pays more attention to you than he ever did to me!" She could barely control her anger, "You stole my Papa away! Now he's just 'Boss'. He doesn't even let me call him Papa anymore! If I'm even a minute late he beats me half to death! Because of you Papa…" She felt the emotions in her rising and bubbling, simmering to the top. She grabbed the gun residing on her hip, aiming it right at Chrome, "I don't care if Papa hates me even more after this. If you die… then I'll feel so much better."

"I don't even want to go to the Delvario Family!" Chrome stressed, getting ready to block any bullet that was aimed at her.

"Like Papa will care!" Amber cocked the gun, pulling the trigger and six bullets in quick succession, the revolver hissing after each shot. Chrome tried to dodge each of them but ended up getting a bullet right in her thigh, one grazing her side and another missing a hair's breadth from her ear. The woman had missed her vitals on purpose. This woman was a professional, "Amber Nougat. Granddaughter of Coyote Nougat, Vongola Ninth's Storm Guardian." She dropped her gun on the floor before reaching for another fully loaded one on her thigh, "You can tell I missed, right? That's good. At least you won't get cocky."

"You're…!" Chrome had to quickly dodge as another flurry of bullet came her way, slightly impossible with the bullet imbedded in her leg. A few more bullet whizzed past her, barely grazing her, pain flinching throughout her entire body.

"That's right." Another gun dropped to the floor as she fished out another from the army of revolvers on her person, "Grandpa always adored me but then Papa took me away and became the boss of Delvario. After that… Papa stopped loving me. He thought I was useless because I wasn't a fucking vessel for Vongola Tenth's Mist Guardian."

"I'm not Mukuro's vessel!" Chrome suddenly snapped. It wasn't true, right? Mukuro had assure her. He'd whispered her sweet nothings all the time, "You (2-1)… Mukuro …" She paused. Maybe he didn't love her the way she thought… No, she wasn't a vessel though! "Mukuro just keeps me hanging on (2-2). I'm not entirely sure about Mukuro's intentions for me but Mukuro is the one that makes me want to continue living!"

"Is that so?" Amber cocked back her third revolver before aiming it once again at Chrome, "You sure are dependent. Letting one man be the reason for living." Amber lowered her gun for a second, "It sickens me how I'm like that too." She pointed her gun up once again, "But you… You get to be the person you love! I can't! No matter how much I want to, I can never provide for him!" Another 6 heated rounds fired at Chrome, one piercing through her shoulder, "Papa would never allow it, of course. If Papa was still mine… then Papa would allow me to be with him!"

Chrome clutched her heavily bleeding shoulder. Amber was skilled. Chrome couldn't even get close enough to scratch her. "I…"

"You want to know something, Chrome Dokuro?" Amber feigned a laughable smile, "I'm a very spoiled person which is why I'm going to make you hurt so much you're going to wish you were never born." She dropped her third revolver, reaching for her fourth, "Anyone that who steals what belongs to me, shall experience eternal hell. (3)"

"Chrome!"

Mukuro was frantic. Beyond all belief. He hadn't been this frantic since that time when she had run off, thinking he would abandon her. Just a few minutes ago he had felt a hostile presence near Chrome and quickly ran to where she was. After the whole running away incident Mukuro had found a new way to quickly locate Chrome. Creepy? Kind of. Well, he was number five when it came to World's Creepiest Mafia.

He stopped in front of an unreliable looking complex. In one of the worst areas in Italy. What the hell was his Chrome doing in such a place? One way to find out. He kicked down the door, seeing as there were padlocks around the handles.

"I kind of expected you would come as soon as Amber brought Chrome into that room." Gin sighed as he saw the disgruntled and clearly tired illusionist.

"You…" Mukuro could remember all too clearly the day this man tried to take away Chrome, "Are you trying to steal away Chrome, again? Because if you do I will not be afraid to make you experience a terrible nightmare."

"You mean Akesaka Nagi?" Gin sighed, "That was only Boss' order. Right now, I'm helping Amber." Gin let a smirk escape onto his lips, "You wanna know something, Mukuro? Amber wants to kill Chrome." He spoke the words like it was an everyday conversation, "And it gets better. As soon as you entered this place, any illusions cast will be useless. They won't work. Both you and her are powerless."

"Shall we fight? To see if what you say is truly correct?" Mukuro taunted, a teasing smile on his lips hiding the panic in his chest. Finish this quickly and get to Chrome. Simple as that.

"Slow down there. I don't really feel like fighting you. There's nothing really to fight about. I don't hate you personally or anything." Gin offered a smile, not like it actually did anything.

"Please stop ignorant nonsense you are spouting. It was you who initiated a fight with me." Mukuro couldn't help but feel the vein popping on his brow.

"I have never once fought (4-1), just followed Boss' orders and helped Amber." Gin cocked his gun, "But if you're so excited to fight then shall we? You are so battle hungry, Rokudo Mukuro."

"This is not a fight. I am merely defending what is mine (4-2)." Mukuro said with a smirk, his trident ready to strike at a moment's notice.

"Don't joke with me!" Gin snapped, his teeth clenching, "Are you implying you love the girl? The girl you lie to?" Gin pulled the trigger, Mukuro expertly dodging the bullet barely, "Honesty is the only way with anyone, when you'll be so close as to be living inside each other's skins (5)." Gin squinted his eyes, getting ready to fire another bullet, "You aren't honest with Chrome at all. What right do you have to even be with her?"

A hoard of dangerous, venomous, poisonous, fanged beasts surrounded Chrome, in a protective circle. If she couldn't fight then the third path was probably the best choice. That is until Amber revealed the ring on her finger, it glowed ominously, making each and every creature she had summoned disappear.

Wait!

She had seen that ring somewhere… where? Where? Where?

"Can't figure it out, Chrome Dokuro? Or should I say Akesaka Nagi, the girl Papa wants so badly?" Amber mocked twinkling her fingers in front of Chrome, teasing her.

Chrome searched and searched. So familiar. Remember! Remember!

"That's Misaki-san's ring!" Chrome pointed, realisation registering on her face, "Why do you have Misaki-san's ring?"

"Why?" Amber could've laughed, "I am Misaki-san." Amber hid her grin behind her hand, "A little make up, a wig and a pair of coloured contacts goes a long way." Amber approached Chrome, slow steps one after another. Each step pounding in Chrome's ears. Chrome tried to reach for her trident which was now far out of her reach but the burning wound in her shoulder was far too much, she could barely move. There were too many scratches, grazes and holes in her body to even move a muscle. "Shall I let you experience death now?" Amber's fingers fiddled with the trigger, "After all, there are no more places for me shoot."

Amber stood right in front of Chrome, her back leaning the stained wall, blood pooling around her battered body. Placing the barrel against Chrome's temple she cocked the gun as slowly as possible, allowing fear to bubble up in Chrome. But fear didn't enter Chrome's mind.

Sorry, Boss.

Sorry, Kyoko-chan, I-Pin-chan, Haru-chan.

Sorry, Kyoya.

Sorry, everyone.

…

Sorry, Mukuro.

A loud gunshot resounded in the room.

"Are you sure revenge will fully satisfy your girlfriend?" Mukuro taunted as he stabbed his trident forward.

"No, it won't." Gin said fully knowing what Mukuro was implying, he blocked the staff with the flat part of his gun, "But if it's what Amber wants then I'll let her."

"Has she ever killed anyone?" Mukuro leaned forward, their weapons locked.

"Of course." Gin said trying to push back.

"Has she ever personally tortured someone before pulling a trigger over their head?" Mukuro fought back, backing Gin take a step back. He could see the indigo flame over Mukuro's eye.

"No." Gin said slowly, finally registering what Mukuro was implying.

"That's correct. She could be hurting herself more than Chrome at this moment." Mukuro pushed back once more before Gin turned tail and ran over to the room where he knew Amber was fighting Chrome. He punched in the numbers violently, hoping Amber was still sane.

He aimed carefully before shooting, shooting right at the gun, making Amber's arm flinch before her own gun fired, right at the ceiling.

"What are you doing, Gin? Didn't you say you were going to help me!" Amber flung a venomous look at Gin, trying to find reason in his cold green eyes.

"Amber, this isn't going to do anything. Let's go home. You're just going to lose your sanity if you keep this up." Gin held a hand to her, trying to entice her.

"No. No!" Amber grabbed the sides of her head, trying to block out his voice, "I don't care… I don't care… I've already lost Papa, if I lose my sanity its okay." Tears streamed down her face, indecision running through her eyes, "If she's dead then at least I'll know I've killed the very person whose life mocks mine!"

"I won't let you." Gin walked to her side and took her in his arms, "I won't let you lose yourself." His silver ring glowed and smoke slowly engulfed the both of them, "Rokudo Mukuro, remember clearly what I've said."

"Chrome, Chrome, it's over, wake up." Mukuro said gently shaking her shoulder. The silly girl had fainted just waiting for her death.

"M-Mukuro?" Chrome looked up through her large purple eye, making out his voice, "What are you doing here?"

"I came to save my cute Chrome of course." Mukuro teased, enjoying seeing the red blossom on her face. He took a picture in his mind. He would remember it forever. "I'm sorry Chrome but I'm going to bring you to Sawada Tsunayoshi now."

"Boss…?" Chrome could barely make out anything in her swimming vision, in her blocked ears.

"This will be the last time we see each other." Mukuro said calmly, his footsteps now louder than ever in her ears, "We can't be… together."

"W-Why!" Chrome yelped, the very words he had just said snapped her out of the sleepy state she had just been in.

"When you give each other everything, it becomes an even trade. Each wins all. (6)" Mukuro said softly, his hand inching up her back to the pressure point in her neck, "I haven't given you my everything, Chrome. I've always lied to you whilst you always gave every your best. You told me everything, gave me your everything."

"It's fine, Mukuro! I don't mind! I'm sure we can still be together even if you want to hold back! I don't mind." Mukuro could barely stand seeing the tears welling in her eye, "You said you would always be by my side."

"At that point in time, I was lying." Mukuro said, recalling the very conversation they had three years ago, "And I mind, Chrome. You will not be happy with me and I can't bear to stand it." His hand drew back before hitting her squarely on the pressure point on her neck, making her drift between consciousness and dreamland, "Goodbye, Nagi. I love you. And this is not a lie."

It's not Nagi… I am… Chrome. Chrome is the name… Mukuro-sama gave me…

Mukuro had never been drunk before and he sure as hell didn't like it. Why idiots would ever decide to wallow their sorrows in liquor, he could never fathom. Neither the alcohol nor the sensation could make him forget the look on Sawada Tsunayoshi's face as he handed the unconscious and injured Chrome to him. Nothing could make him forget the pain that ran through him when Tsuna had asked why he was leaving Chrome. Nothing hurt more when the Mafia boss pointed out how she couldn't live without him.

He collapsed against a wall, the bright flashing lights of the street where bars were scattered around illuminated his sombre face. He could barely move. He couldn't even remember how many drinks he had. He stopped counting after twenty.

If only…

If only…

If only he had been truthful with her from the start… maybe he wouldn't have felt the need to leave her with the people who had really been honest with her from the start.

"Oh pitiful soul, wallowing in your sin and misery… (7-1)" A man entered his line of vision, a revolver in his hand, already cocked and ready to fire, "I see you left Nagi in Sawada Tsunayoshi's care. No trouble. I'll get her soon enough." He pointed the barrel at Mukuro's head, Mukuro didn't flinch didn't move, he couldn't, the alcohol finally coming back to bite him in the bottom, "You're served your purpose of giving Nagi a great fulfilment and tearing it away from her." His finger ran along the trigger, ready to pull it at any second, "You were such a nuisance though. Protecting her and keeping her away from me like that… Keeping a daughter from her very father is so very criminal…" Mukuro could kind of make out the annoyance in the man's voice, not really though, "perhaps it is time to die. (7-2)"

He pulled the trigger.

Hi! How did you like it?

After all the fluff this chappie was probably like a "HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU!" haha. Well, I kind of wanted to do that. Especially with all the quotes you were giving me. This whole little plot thingy is just like… I made it up from the quotes you gave me! The whole chapter was supposed to be based on M.M. not Amber! Haha. Amber wasn't even supposed to be like… important. Haha!

Just to tell you guys… I love the random ones.

omgpink: your quote got me going "WTF! WHERE AM I SUPPOSED TO PUT ADOBE FLASH! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT IS!" but it was actually the easiest to work with because of it's pure and utter randomness and how normal it was. It was actually what got the whole chapter started on Amber.

Maya-chan2007: as easy as your quote sounded… it was freaking hard! I had the hardest time fitting it in! I don't know why! But like after I figured out the main plot I was like…holy shit where does this one fit in? I didn't even know really until I put it in! Haha.

Frost190: I knew EXACTLY who you wanted to say for each quote and the tricky thing about being an author… you wanna surprise your audience. So lo and behold, I completely flipped around who you wanted to say what because I'm evil that way and I want to surprise people! And your quotes were all like… spiritual so the story is all like… spiritual for like one line and then you have my crappy writing. Haha.

Whitemagic58: it was so painfully obvious you wanted Mukuro to say this so I was like… okay, maybe he can say half because I honestly couldn't think of anybody else saying it. But the best part is I have someone immediately deny it which is what makes writing so fun! Haha.

cross-over-lover232: you even said in your comment you wanted it to be said when Nagi's dad dies so I was like… SWITCH! So I pulled a massive switch. And actually your quote got that whole last bit going on. I didn't even plan it and then I got your quote and I was like… NEW SECTION! Haha. I was planning to end when he says "Goodbye, Nagi… blah blah blah." Teehee :D

HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT! And the girl that appears briefly to talk to Tsuna is no one actually important. If any of you read my other fic you will see her soon and see I was just being cheeky because I couldn't think of anyone else that Tsuna would've asked to gather information and I was too lazy to make up a significant character.

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OH! And the quote thing is still on if you guys are interested!

See ya next chappy!

Next Chapter: Blank Separation (may change)

(1): Have fun, Nagi

(2): Be careful

(3): Thank you, Mukuro