Yayy reviews! 3
Anyway, I know a bunch of you LOVELY reviewers are looking forward to the Varia section, but...yeah. There's all the guardians to get through first. (And Dino. 3 And Basil 3 Although I'm not sure if there are any mahd Basil fangirls)
Also, should I not put in a Tsuna section? As far as I know, people only fangirl over the TYL Tsuna, which isn't fair (And I haven't reached the part in the anime where he appears anyway. Tsuna IS in the future but his future self is...no where to be found. Yet.)
ARGH YOUTUBE IS LAGGY so I'm writing this! ;D
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"Prisoner, two letters arrived through the mail."
Mukuro didn't stir. It might have been a trap, and besides, it never hurt to play dead.
It was hard to get mail down the hatch to him, and whoever did must be either very rich, powerful, or violent to get the letter down to this depth of hell they called the prison.
"I'll just read it to you then. First one is from...Tenth Vongola Boss as well as the Storm Guardian, Sawada Tsunayoshi and Gokudera Hayato. It reads:
To Rokudo Mukuro (WE STILL HATE YOU)
We thought it best to inform you of the newest danger...even Reborn thought it necessary (NOT THAT YOU DESERVE IT YOU...(pencil scribbles as if the person who wrote it was pulled away roughly)) but there's a new enemy that will stop at nothing. They got Hibari, Yamamoto as well as Gokudera (NO THEY DIDN'T!) but now since they have stopped attacking us, we suspect that they have gone after you.
Be careful,
Tsuna (and Gokudera...unwillingly)
PS Chrome is doing fine. She misses you. We think. (ALTHOUGH WHAT YOU DESERVED TO RECEI~~(more scribbles))"
Mukuro heard the sounds of a lighter lighting up, and burning the first letter. He was a bit confused by the letter...if they had gone after Hibari and managed to 'get him', although he wasn't quite sure what they meant, he didn't think he was safe...and Tsuna? He was that powerful guy who got him here to begin with. This had to be...big.
"Second letter...uhh...
Dearest Mukuro-sama~
We lubs you! And we'll get you out of that nasty, not-pwetty, not-sparkly dirthole soon! LUBS YOU LOTS, SWEETIEEEEE!~~
333, Hinabird and StrawberryKisses"
The guard made gagging noises and turned to destroy the letter with nuclear material. When he left, Mukuro coughed and gagged like he had some kind of horrible tuberculosis or something in his tank. He couldn't hold in the urge any longer.
He was almost grateful to Tsuna and Gokudera for warning him.
He had the feeling he was going to need it.
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If the letter wasn't enough, they had taken the trouble to bring down food.
"Prisoner, it is not my business to be part of this (although indirectly it is since I'm the messenger and delivery dude) but...do you have someone very special outside of this facility?" asked the guard as he looked strangely at the flowery container that was sealed and marked "for Mukuro-sama~~ 3".
Mukuro took the trouble to open one eye. Not that he could answer anyway. Yes...but I don't think Chrome is this...weird/dumb to do this sort of thing. Besides...Tsunayoshi would have said 'Beware of Chrome'...and not 'Beware these weird mysterious...female (probably) stalker people.'
The guard seemed to vaguely understand what Mukuro was trying to say. The pathetic look in his eye answered his question enough. He opened the box.
Both the guard's and Mukuro's eyes bulged.
It was...pink scrambled eggs, with pink rice and strawberries at the side.
Mukuro didn't mind strawberries, but...bright friggin neon pink eggs and rice were enough to make you run to Bianchi and beg for Poison Cooking instead.
He would have thrown up there and then, if he wouldn't have choked up his only source of oxygen in that danged tank.
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What came next was shocking, scary, but Mukuro honestly couldn't say he objected. At first.
True to their first delivery message, they busted him out.
Mukuro, being the mysterious assistant Guardian of Mist (assistant, because he does some of the work, after all), would have preferred a more...subtle method, but it appeared that his rescuers were not exactly the most subtle of people.
After all, subtlety was something that those with a certain amount of intelligence could appreciate. Which meant these people were out of the question, of course.
BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!
"...Hayato Gokudera?" was Mukuro's first thought, but he knew that the Storm Guardian wasn't that stupid...unless Tsunayoshi had forgotten to keep him on a leash again.
"One two three four, Who have we come for? Rokudo...Mukuro! Here we COOMMEE~~~"
"...?!" was Mukuro's second thought. A bunch of females clad in black, some fat, some hideous, some with relative beauty but all had something in common: Crazy look in eye, and ROKUDO MUKURO printed in bright neon pink on each of their shirts.
It was scary, freaky, but hey, whatever. He was going to get busted out of there anyway.
So after a messy desperate fight against the guards (they won because their sparklyness and surprise attack had...surprised the guards. Not to mention driven them off the brink of sanity.), they had unlocked the tank, and poor Mukuro had collapsed onto the floor pitifully, because he hadn't used his muscles much. Kinda hard, really, when you're...you know, drugged and tied up and sealed in a water/liquid tank thing for months...yeah.
The girls then death glomped Mukuro, but it was okay. He was unconscious, so he didn't get the squeamish feeling the others had to go through.
Yet.
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Thus they sook to take him to their hideout, which was really this weird treehouse with posters of Mukuro and Mukuro dolls and other weird merchandise. There was even this Mukuro towel hanging up to dry. Mukuro wondered who used that towel, and...decided not to pursue the idea till he went mad or something.
The attention they showered upon him was shocking, and he kinda went into a traumatic stage. He had to get out of here.
So he easily made an illusion of his sleeping self, and legged it back to the prison, and..get this...begged the guards to imprison him.
They were of course, more than glad to be rid of the burden of needing to tell their superiors about the escaped prisoner, and took him in.
Floating in his tank, he smiled happily into his oxygen mask.
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"...Chrome?!"
"Good afternoon, Boss. Mukuro-sama told me to tell you something."
"...um, okay. (MUKURO?! SERIOUSLY!? ...wonder if he got my mail) What is it?"
"He says, ZOMG THANK YOU SO MUCH TSUNAYOSHI I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DIEEEEE."
"..."
"...sorry, I think my voice does not mimic his low baritone as well..."
"...Chrome...it's not really...that."
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DONE!!!
Sorry the end it kinda rushed because I'm typing this at 11pm which isn't really late for most of you but yeah whatever.
ANYWAY iwillcontinuetodraw has posted her fic, Airport! She's too lazy to give me the link, so go find it yourself. I'll post it...eventually!
So, yeah. Have fun.
but first, REVIEW. ;D
me lubs you reviewers~~~!