Title: White Prison
Disclaimer: I dot and will not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Pairing: 10069
Warnings: Shonen ai
Prologue2 : The Prelude
Mukuro opens his eye slightly, finding a warm light in front of him and a warm environment around him.
Realizing his right eye can't see anything but darkness, he lifts his right hand and traced it slowly. It's covered with bandages.
He shifted a little, sitting up to adjust himself.
Seeing another bandages on his arms, his signature smile widen.
I owe you one again, he snickered.
Looking around him, he finds himself in a huge bedroom with cream white wallpapers and dark brown carpet floor including a drawer in the corner and orchids in an small glass vase next to his double bed.
My, Tsuna, you're simply too kind.
He brought his knees closer, burying his face, trying to remember what exactly has happened..
All he remembers are he manage to escape from the Vendicare prison, ran away as fast as he could for he can't used his right eye from the damages those bastards have done, found his way to the main Vongola' mansion and got rescued by someone then everything went black.. no, white.
He suddenly remembers all that whiteness he saw a moment ago, just before he passed out.
Which make him not really comfortable, for he always hates white, or maybe he really just longing for it, from all those times in the water prison, where there's not even a single dot of light can break through.
His smile lost for just a single second, only to be followed by a silent laughter when it comes back.
Reminiscence can be dangerous.. he thought, only to himself.
Suddenly, there's a light knocking on the white wooden door, breaking Mukuro from his deep thought.
Before he barely can say anything, the large double door swung open, letting a ray of white to penetrate in from behind it.
There's that white shadow again,
He's wondering, but he's more hoping to see his beloved boss than to expect anything else.
The light grew wider, picking Mukuro' curiosity for a bit, for just a bit.
And all he could see is.. a man.
Poking his head from the slightly opened doors with an all- white uniform.
The man' violet eyes catch Mukuro' multi- colored one.
Looking like a child in Christmas day, his too- cheerful smile grow even wider.
"Having a good night sleep, Mukuro- kun??"
Mukuro' eyes widen.
He knew this man.
Even when he's just ran away from jail, he certainly know this man.
"… Byakuran..
.. The White Orchid from the Gesso Famiglia.. "
And it's the last person he ever wants to see.
Xx Author's Note xX:
Goddamit! My face always blushed slightly every time I write fanfics ~!
Maybe.. It's some kind of.. a newbie dilemma???
Anyway, do review, it would be very much appreciated and sorry for the grammar mistakes, really sorry about that…