Author's Notes:
(O.O) Holy Mother… I didn't expect this many reviews for one chapter… for any story I wrote!
Special Thanks goes to...yoailover4lyfe and transcendently, my beloved beta-readers!
Thank you for making it possible for me to continue this fan-fiction! I can't even begin to express my gratitude!
Thank you, everyone! I hope you all continue reading! And now, without farther ado... Chapter two!
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"Ah-ah!-AH! Oh GOD! Mukuro!"
A blonde woman shouted in ecstasy as she was rammed against the wall of Mukuro's spacious office. Her clothes, or what little she still had on were in a state of complete disarray. Her black, pencil skirt (1) was hiked high above her hips. Quivering legs were snug around Mukuro's waist as her arms took to secure themselves around his neck. The blonde's white bra was opened from the front leaving her breasts to move up and down, in time with Mukuro's rhythm. Her white button-up shirt was long since abandoned along with her designer heels and purse.
Mukuro on the other hand, had only removed the jacket and vest of his black three piece suit, simply unzipping his trousers.
The voluptuous female arched back after a well placed thrust, letting out a particularly loud moan. In the heat of her moment, she pulled his head in her direction to kiss him, or rather she attempted to…
Mukuro tactfully denied the kiss, purposely moving his head lower to place a gentle bite on her collarbone, earning another moan from the woman.
She was clearly embarrassed by his subtle rejection, but she'd be damned if she did anything to cause the man to stop his ministrations early.
This is strictly business, after all.
Wrapping her legs just a little bit tighter, she proceeded to enjoy the member moving in and out, with great precision, against her sweet spot.
"I- Ah-I'm going-! Mu- Muku-gasp! Oh God!"
A drawn out and very satisfied moan escaped her once more as she came. Mukuro couldn't be more thankful that the room was sound-proofed if he tried.
While his partner was panting - still in the process of coming down from her high- he had made it a point to lower her shaking legs to the floor before pulling out of her. Opening her eyes, her hands groped for something to steady herself. Her perfectly manicured fingers came to grasp the arm of a leather chair.
By the time, she regained her composure Mukuro had already disposed of the condom, zipped his trousers, arranging his hair in perfect order before putting on his tie and vest. A smile graced his gorgeous features as he extended his arm out to her. Looking down, she saw her shirt draped over the arm as well her purse and heels - both in which were skillfully presented in one hand to the lady.
The man didn't even look like he just screwed her.
"Well, well. Aren't we the gentleman?" She gave a small laugh at the gesture and smirked, pulling down her skirt, smoothing out the wrinkles before taking the blouse and heels.
"Kufufu…But of course, Ms. Tachibana Mitsuki." Mukuro replied as she buttoned up her shirt.
"Sigh. It feels so good to be a free woman again! And it's all thanks to you, Mu~ku~ro. " The blonde haired woman said in a sultry voice, tossing her hair back.
As of today, Tachibana Mitsuki, formerly Fujimori Mitsuki, was now the young ex-wife of the famous politician of the same name. She had hired Mukuro as her divorce attorney when her ex-husband threatened to cut off her finances, should she continued her motions for divorce.
With Mukuro's name alone, her ex-husband retracted his threats and immediately requested to negotiate the terms of divorce, fearful of the repercussions that would surely befall him should he attempt to be brave.
His reputation was that good.
"You flatter me, Tachibana-chan." He purred.
… Of course his skill was even better.
In a months time, Ms. Tachibana was a single woman who would be receiving permanent alimony (2) and a divorce settlement of eighty-five million… which pretty much cut the politician's bank in half. Mind you, this didn't include the heavy sum he would be paying to Mukuro. Yes, he was stuck paying his ex-wife's attorney, the very same man that all but cleared him out, as well…
It could have been much worse though…
If Mukuro wasn't feeling so nice the day of the court hearing, he'd be penniless and removed from his position in government.
Still, even with this knowledge in hand, Ms. Tachibana's former spouse would be feeling the burn in his pockets for many, many years to come.
Mukuro noticed her eyes drift over to his desk as shrugged on his jacket. After stepping into her shoes, Mitsuki causally walked over to the advocate's large mahogany desk. Taking in hand a medium sized picture frame and smiling a genuine smile, she brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear, Mukuro's eyes following her the entire time.
"So this is your family right? Your kids are adorable!"
The picture was taken while Tsunayoshi, the boys, and he were at the beach about two years ago. Yuuri was showing off a "special" shell (a clam shell) he found on the right. Yoru on the other hand was laughing on the left, as result of mother tickling his underarm, because he was upset that he hadn't found a "special" shell too. Their aforementioned mother, Tsunayoshi, had an arm wrapped around Yuuri's shoulders and smiling a grand smile as Yoru rolled into the hug. Mukuro was the one that took it.
"Yes, they are aren't they. As always, it's been a pleasure, but I'm afraid I can't keep my boys waiting forever." Mukuro said this with an even tone, but eyes locked on his client.
"I get the message. Strictly business! Sorry Mukuro-san!" She grinned sheepishly, placing the picture back in its place gently before walking up to the door.
Mukuro opened the door for her, allowing her to step out first, handing the woman her purse upon her stepping out of the threshold.
"Thank you again, Mr. Rokudo. I'll be sure to refer you!"
If this client wasn't paying him such a lovely bonus for his overtime he would have kicked the tramp out a long time ago. He couldn't stand it when his clients stalled or tried to make small talk. And it didn't help that she invaded his workspace and attempted to start a conversation about his family.
He already knew how the manipulative woman worked.
For her, It started with the brief conversation about family, in which she would be looking for any openings - for example: a comment about having not wanted kids, being trapped by their wife into marriage, lack of sex from the wife and things of the like. After getting the desired information she will leave the office, by not before…
"Oh! And here,"
…She slips a card, paper or whatever she got her hands on, with her number scribbled on the back, into the man's breast pocket.
"Just in case."
She does this in the hopes that she'll get a call back for another night of pleasure or two, in which she attempts to make the man warm up to her by using the hole she found earlier. Slowly, she coaxes the man into opening to her about the issues in detail, subtlety fanning the flames of anger and oppression and drawing him deeper into her clutches, having only goal in mind… to pave the way so she could step in and bleed the man for everything he had. Divide and Conquer if you will. It has been her favorite game for many years.
Or at least it was, before she herself was trapped into marriage…
"Kufufu. How thoughtful, Ms. Tachibana, but I'm afraid I don't have any farther interest in you."
Although a practiced look of calm amusement played over on his face as he spoke, his aura spoke of very unkind, very murderous intentions. It sent chills up and down her spine. Her coquettish demeanor vanished in that instant, and was replaced with a nervous sneer, quite aware that she was exposed.
Rokudo Mukuro was many things, but a fool he was not.
If Tachibana so much as breathed a word against his family, he would not hesitate show her just what hell was - those icy dichromatic eyes guaranteed it. She took the hint and with a curt 'good day', she walked out the office.
'Finally…!'
Mukuro rolled his eyes as soon as she was out the door, crumpling up the paper and throwing it away.
With the woman out of his office, he could at last prepare his things to go, placing important case files into his briefcase before grabbing his wallet and keys. Just before leaving he walked over the area adjacent to the door of his private office, towards his sectary M.M.'s desk.
"M.M., could you forward anyone scheduled to see me today to either Chikusa or Ken." Mukuro instructed.
"But of course, Mukuro. You're leaving early. Oh! And congrats on your case," she winked, stacking the papers in front of her. "Although that kind of money is a terrible waste on someone like that. I give it a month before she's in debt again. Sigh. I would put t hat kind of money to much better use."
"It really is a tragedy." Mukuro smirked. "Be sure to deny her any requests to speak to me via phone and the like." he added.
She visibly glared- feeling a ping of jealously.
"Of course, Mukuro. Sigh," M.M. pouted her lips as she got up from her place behind the desk, walking around the work space towards her boss in what was supposed to be a seductive manner. Once she reached him, she placed a finger on chest, tracing it over the broad pectoral muscles in no particular pattern, while the other she used to lean against her desk. "You know… money isn't the only thing I good at managing…" Flicking her eyes upward to meeting his she continued. "And I can defiantly could do that a hell of a lot better then either…of…"
It was Mukuro's turn to twitch.
"Kufufu. Now, now my dear." Mukuro said in mock affection. "If you value your generous paying job, I suggest you don't ever complete that thought." Drawing his index finger from just below her collarbone up. "Oh! And I expect the documents faxed by Monday. Are we clear?" Grabbing M.M.'s chin with two fingers, guiding her line of vision to his own.
The redhead gulped in response, removing her invading hand promptly. "Yes, Mukuro."
He took in a deep, satisfied breathe as he exited his office through the back, inhaling the crisp autumn air. Freedom tasted so good. As much as his job pleased him, he counted the seconds until it was time to go home.
He didn't now which of the two were more pathetic: Tachibana, the professional gold digging home wrecker or M.M., his money hungry secretary, who he won't dream of screwing, period.
Tachibana, no matter how many times she'd been around the block, would never be so good in bed as to make him want engage in a "intimate" relationship with the whore.
And M.M. should have known by now that he had no intention of sleeping with her, or any of his staff for that matter. Not to mention the fact M.M. was a more money grubbing than Tachibana Mitsuki could ever be. Mukuro knew better than anyone how ruthless she could be when it came to money.
She was the type to turn over the condom, if enough money was at stake.
Other people Mukuro could handle but M.M was sneaky. He should know. He had represented her when she was convicted of racketeering, prostitution and selling information that was attained by illegal means years back. With his help she was let off the hook but all of her business was thrown out the window, thus the reason why she worked for Mukuro now. As much Mukuro hated to admit, she pretty useful.
Besides…It didn't take much effort to uphold his 'No screwing the human resources' policy with her around.
The thought of M.M. pregnant with his child made Mukuro ill…
Shiver!
He couldn't wait go home…away from the awful images to be greeted by his beloved sons, Yuuri and Yoru, and unwind after case. Getting out of these stuffy clothes and into the bathtub was defiantly was definitely going to be his first course of action - The smell coming off Tachibana was strong enough to knock someone the hell out, and M.M.'s wasn't much better. Then finally, after dinner and the kids were in bed…
A devilish smile appeared on his lips.
…Tsunayoshi.
He licked his lips.
With a click of a button his blue-black Sedan was unlocked and started. Oh, how he couldn't to get to get home! Mukuro decided to take the highway, as to beat the rush hour traffic while he had the chance. Usually it would take anywhere from an hour to an hour and half get to and from his office; however, given the fact that he left work a bit early it would only be a half an hour before he could surprise his cute, little wife.
And it was a weekend… 'Tsunayoshi.'
Mukuro consider himself be a very lucky man.
He had known want he wanted to do with his life at an early and had the intelligence and natural ability to pursue it. Anyone who was ever heard of Rokudo Mukuro knew also knew that he is one of the most ruthless lawyers out there. And given his reputation for being a jack-of-all-trades, with expertise ranging in various of fields of law, few were spared his almost vicious methods. He owned his own firm and is one of the most acclaimed attorneys out there- and the flexibly of being his own boss made it possible to spend as much time as he needed with his exceptionally intelligent and adorable boys.
His home and cars were paid outright and he could proudly say that he enough money to provide for all his family's basic needs and wants - not because he was rich, but because he knew how to invest and manage his money.
He was even able to slip in a few extra dollars to Chrome when she wasn't looking, despite her insistence on being more independent.
He couldn't help be to spoil her though… He would always see Chrome the same way a father would a daughter.
And besides, he owed his darling Chrome-chan, since it was thanks to her that he had his lovely wife.
Yes. It was all thanks to Chrome that Rokudo Mukuro was able to nab Sawada Tsunayoshi, one of the most desired males in Namimori - what he considered to be his greatest accomplishment yet.
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He met the younger male while picking Chrome up from University seven years ago.
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Mukuro was the envy of many men.
Tsunayoshi was completely ignorant of the fact that he was such a remarkable beauty.
At first, Mukuro couldn't tell if Tsunayoshi was humble about his looks or if he was just plain stupid, but it all became clear after he met with Giotto and Dino.
When it came to cock-blocking, Dino and Giotto were Obi-wan Kenobi and Yoda…
Not a single man was allowed within a ten-foot radius of the poor boy and the young Sawada, unaware of his brothers' action, attributed it to him being unattractive
… But of course, Mukuro didn't mind that at all.
Their actions kept Tsunayoshi both naive and innocent for Mukuro. Mukuro had the pleasure of having all the younger male's firsts. Knowing this only made the experience of coming home and being able to "enjoy" Tsuna even more enticing.
Mukuro was his first boyfriend, his first kiss… even had the privilege of taking Tsunayoshi's first time.
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…Including his first major break up and accidentally pregnancy…
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Mukuro hands tightened on the wheel as switched lanes to get off at the next exit, the blissful smile on his face started to darken and fade into a frown.
Mukuro couldn't remember what exactly led to their break up seven years ago. He couldn't remember the reason why the teenager left their shared apartment in tears that Spring evening.
He could recall why his cheek was throbbing with the dull pain that came with being punched (and DAMN could Tsuna punch!). He remembered Dino and his own wife Kyouya (who has always hated Mukuro) coming over the day after to pick up the rest of Tsuna's things.
Anything before that was a complete blur…
After everything of Tsunayoshi was gone, Mukuro had simply sold the apartment and moved to Italy for a while, immersing himself in the same routine he did before.
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Work.
Sex.
Sleep.
…the occasional phone call to Chrome.
It was just like before.
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This pattern continued for three months until Chrome called. It started as a normal phone call, just to check up with her brother since he was staying in Italy for a while. Then, for no particular reason, he had asked about the young man, knowing that he and Chrome were both still pretty close friends despite the awkwardness of their (Mukuro's and Tsuna's) previous relations .
Chrome was silent.
After a good amount of time, Chrome finally told him that Tsuna had been pregnant when he left Mukuro.
It was then Mukuro's turn to be silent.
He arrived in Namimori within those next twenty-four hours and albeit by underhanded means and slight force, he convinced the nervous, doe-eyed male into marrying him.
Yes, marriage.
Needless to say, this news was a major shock to anyone who knew Mukuro.
Why? Because this is Mukuro, Dammit!
Mukuro didn't do commitment, let alone insist on it! He liked to keep his sexual partners like he did his competitors reputations', there that evening and gone by morning - no strings attached! The man valued his freedom, being able to go where he wanted, when he wanted, with whom ever he wanted.
So why marry Tsuna!
Simple.
Mukuro knew potential when he saw it.
Mukuro knew the potential threat against his reputation.
After all, impregnating an eighteen-year when your seven years their senior is something that many people frown upon. The boy was just the age consent (and Mukuro checked!) when he first started to go out with him. Sure, his firm specialized in private cases but that didn't mean people didn't know who he is.
Mukuro was also aware of Tsunayoshi's potential value.
Although Tsunayoshi was never ugly, he appeared to be quite average at the end of his teen years; however; Mukuro could see the beginnings of boy's blossoming before anyone. Tsuna already had a natural allure about him and when he was given time, he would be as every bit as charming and gorgeous as his brothers… no, Tsunayoshi exceeded all his expectations.
It was funny how Tsuna admired - maybe even envied - his brother's for their natural beauty and charm and yet, Tsuna encompassed all that and more. Not mention the fact that younger man was wonderful in bed… that was defiantly a plus.
But above all else, Mukuro knew the potential risk of not being able to raise his children.
Believe it or not, being a father truly softened his heart. Yuuri and Yoru are his greatest joy and had always loved being a father. He couldn't fathom the thought of not being their with his kids and missing critical moments in their life like there first words or steps. And then came a thought that could chill his very bones.
What if Tsuna decided to by with another man?
The thought of his children calling another man 'Daddy' was one he couldn't stomach… he knew he couldn't stand it when he was a child…
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'Although…'
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Tsunayoshi is admittedly a very good mother and most definitely would have allowed Mukuro to be present in the children's lives. And in reality, he knew that even if the boy hadn't married him and started dating again, he would have been very cautious of who he brought around his children and wouldn't have allowed them to call anyone but Mukuro "Dad"…
'But what was wrong with having a little insurance...' Mukuro thought.
Besides, this made the situation more secure than before…
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Tsuna wasn't going to be leaving him now.
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Mukuro was grateful when he arrived on his block and quickly brushed aside his previous thoughts.
He pulled in to the drive way, clicking a button on his keys to open the double Garage, to park the car. Grabbing his things, he pulled his keys out of the ignition locking the car, closing the garage before approaching the front door and entering soundlessly.
He could hear the faint sound of running water and Tsuna's voice coming from the kitchen as he relocked the door at the foyer.
"Yuu-chan, Ru-chan, why don't you two take Kazu-chan upstairs and wash up while I finish up dinner?" Tsuna suggested.
'I almost forgot the bird and his stallion went out to play tonight…' Mukuro remembered.
"Aww! But, Mommy…" The boys complain in unison.
"No bath, no ice cream…" Tsuna warned.
"Ice cream!"
"Yah! See you Mommy!"
The boys scrambled out the kitchen and upstairs. Shocks of brown, blonde and black passed Mukuro in the foyer in their ice cream induced glee.
He heard the door to the bathroom slam close. Placing his briefcase to the side and loosening his tie, Mukuro approached the kitchen archway. He grinned as his eyes fell upon his lovely trophy wife.
Briefly recalled M.M. and Tachibana.
Did they honestly believe he'd leave Tsuna for either of them!
Ha! That was funny.
Tsunayoshi was the splitting image of his oldest brother Giotto, who was a celebrity of sorts but was unlike any of his brothers in he fact that he didn't resembled his father, Iemitsu. Instead the youngest Sawada took after Nana who, Mukuro had to admit, was quite the eye-catcher (3) when she was younger. Tsunayoshi was more slender in form and darker chestnut hair and doe eyes.
In short, he was perfect.
He wasn't going to let Tsuna go for anyone.
A soft, gray cotton mid-sleeved shirt cling loosely to his slim form and straight-legged denim jeans hid his beautiful warm, cream color skin that he knew was soft to the touch. His sweet Tsunayoshi was too preoccupied with doing the dishes, a ear phones one earned both hands at work, completely vulnerable to…
"HEI!"
Tsuna yelped, shocked at the cool (but not cold) hands that crept up under his shirt wrapping around him, pulling him against his captor's chest, his heart now racing.
… Until he caught a whiff of the apparent male's cologne.
Tsuna rolled his eyes and relaxed, whipping his head around to yell at his husband.
"Mukuro!" He scolded. "What the hell was that about!"
"Kufufu, I'm so sorry" The man chuckled, kissing the brunette from neck ear, whispering sending shivers up and down his spine. "I couldn't resist, my sweet, sweet Tsunayoshi."
"O-Oh… Sure." Tsuna wanted growl but only managed to sound like a hiss of pleasure as the hands continued to roam. "Stop it! What if the kids come down! I already said that you're giving them the 'Birds and Bees' talk, not me!" He pouted, turning around.
"Hmm… you raise a good point." Mukuro sighed pulling his hands away from the warmth of Tsuna's skin, resting them on his spouse's hips instead.
"How did Yuu-chan and Ru-chan behave to today?"
"They behaved well. Ru-chan had a fight with Kazu but they settled it."
"That's good than. So, did you miss me?" Mukuro leaned down to brush his lips against Tsuna's…
He turned away, as if to turn off the still running faucet, avoiding the contact with the man.
"As much as you missed me, apparently." He replied neutrally, though his thoughts were much more bitter.
'…No more than you missed me, I'm sure…'
He could smell the perfume, albeit faint (thanks to Mukuro's vest).
He really just didn't want to risk having Mukuro notice if his face betrayed his thoughts…
…Or smell the subtle scent of Chanel on .
But what he didn't know is that Mukuro had already noticed…
"You're a lot earlier than I expected you'd be so I didn't prepare your bath yet but the food is ready-"
Mukuro silenced the rambling male with a soft, but deep kiss. Once he felt Tsuna relax against his lips he slowly pulled away from his breathless wife.
"It's fine, however if you'd really like to make it up to me," Mukuro stopped him, threading a finger through the belt loop of Tsuna's jeans. "You'll join me in the bath once the kids are sleeping…"
"Uncle Pineapple, what are you doing to uncle Tsuna."
Tsuna blushed bright red. Mukuro's eye twitched. 'Damn Kyouya….'
Of course he knew his brother-in-law's wife got him into calling Mukuro that. He remembered Tsuna mentioning that Kazuya looked exactly like his father Dino did as a child but all Mukuro could see was Kyouya Hibari with wild blonde hair. This was probably because of the muted expressions on the boy's features and slate blue eyes that seemed either glare or sneer at everything.
He saw a lot of the skylark in him when he wasn't playing or tripping over his own feet (Clearly Sawada trait…).
But even with his similarities to his mother, Mukuro really couldn't be mad at the kid. He still had to suppress the annoyance that came from the taboo name, though - he hated being called a pineapple…
"Hello, Kazu-kun. So how are your paren-"
"DADDY!"
The boys clung to his legs, excited to see their father home so soon, big, bright golden brown eyes were looking up at him.
Yuuri and Yoru truly are amazing, an odd yet beautiful blend of Tsuna and Mukuro.
Yoru is a mini-Mukuro, sharing his father's eye shape and his straight blue-black color. Yuuri, on the other hand resembled Tsuna more so then Mukuro, his light-brown hair adorably messy and his eyes large and innocent… however, Yuuri was anything but.
Mukuro couldn't help but find it endearing that their personalities were completely diametric of their looks.
Yuuri was a very mischievous and enjoyed pulling pranks, not to mention the fact he was quite intelligent… save for math related issues, which in that case he was his mother's child without question. Yoru, on the other hand, was excellent in math and laughed in a way much similar to his father… but he just wasn't fearless like his younger brother. Yoru had an entire list of things that frightened him (one that he wrote and submitted to Mukuro, that described said fears in great detail), Chihuahua's and most dogs making the top of the list.
Mukuro didn't think he would ever forget the day that Yoru crawled into his arms, screaming that the neighbor's dog, Shigure(4), had tried to "eat him"…
"Daddy, you're home really early!" Yuuri said.
"Yes. I decided to leave a bit earlier today."
"You should leave early more! We missed you."
"I missed you both as well. So are we all ready for dinner." He said ruffling his sons' hair.
"Yep! We'll all clean."
And so Tsuna served everyone at the table.
After saying thanks they started the meal. The children were so immersed in their conversation that they didn't notice the exchange of eye signals amongst the married couple.
… But no one was aware that Tsuna's phone was ringing on the kitchen counter.
It went to voice-mail.
"…Juudaime… I'm sorry for troubling you but please call me when you get this message. I don't think there is anyone else I can ask. Please call back as soon as you can…"
Beep.
Gokudera sat down on the floor of his studio apartment. It was dark but Hayato didn't care.
A sob racked his body once more.
He didn't want to care…
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(1) Arg! I feel a bit ashamed of myself… I actually had to look up what the hell a pencil skirt was...
(2) Permanent alimony entails that the support will be paid to the lesser earning spouse until the death of the payer, the death of the recipient, or the remarriage of the recipient… (or says my friend and was confirmed by wiki!)
(3) I was reading a really good 6927 doujinshi that had a small Tsuna and whoa, the artist had his mom was soooo pretty.
And NO! Mukuro isn't attracted to Tsuna's mother! He just commented that Tsuna resembles mom!
(4) Guess who's going to make an appearance soon~~~!
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