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~~~~~~~~~~Previously on Hidden Eyes~~~~~~~~~~

"Psst! Let's capture him and bring him back to our lab to examine him for any symptoms, since he ate that…Infected," Lavi suggested.

"We can't even chase after him, let alone bring him back to the organization," Allen stated.

Mukuro faces them, "What organization"?

"…The Black Order. The organization that Lavi and I are from."

Mukuro thinks to himself and said, "I am interested in this…organization. Take me there."

Allen smiles happily and thinks, 'Yay, he's coming'!

~~~~~~~~~~And Now It Continues~~~~~~~~~~

Allen, Lavi, and Mukuro walk along a path of broken concrete, with small pebbles and fragments of bone crunching and snapping underneath their feet. Allen and Lavi are walking behind Mukuro so that they do not get him out of their sights as Mukuro is walking along calmly, adapting to the scorching heat and the stench of death surrounding him. To be fair, Mukuro is starting to get a bit bored.

"…Tell me more about what has been happening to the humans over the last several years," Mukuro asks suddenly.

Allen blinks at Mukuro's back when the silence was broken. "Eh?"

Lavi gently nudges Allen's side with his elbow. "I'm telling you. He's an A.L.I.E.N. He talks as if he isn't human!"

Allen rolls his eyes and sighs quietly before moving on to answer Mukuro's question.

"Let's see…where do I begin? Well, from what I know, way before I was even born, 50 million people used to live here, long before the country was separated into different districts. During that time, a biotech war erupted and had the entire country involved. All the leaders initiated the use of mutant and unstable viruses and bacterium to fend off their enemies. It didn't take long before things went out of hand and the unstable organisms started infecting innocent civilians. Women and children were the most common targets and in just a few years, it went from 50 million to only 10 million people left in the country. And with the D-virus present, it's only 3.5 million now…It's quite sad really."

Mukuro remains quiet to think. "Well, no need to investigate. The humans themselves caused their own collapse. Disgusting."

"So, what's your name? I'm Allen and this is my friend and partner, Lavi!"

Mukuro turns his head to the side. "Hm, is he your romantic partner?"

"E-Eh?! No! NO! It's not like that," Allen exclaims loudly, not ready to confess the occasional dirty thought when seeing Lavi coming out of the shower in just a towel. Lavi merely looks away, scratching the back of his head with a red blush on his face.

"Hm, I see. Well, you may call me Mukuro," Mukuro states and turns his head forward.

Allen smiles after recovering from his shock. "W-Well, it's good to meet you, Mukuro!"

"Why are you getting so cozy with the alien, eh," Lavi whispers harshly into his ear.

"He's not an alien and the last thing we want is for him to roam around, knowing that he could be infected at this moment."

"Hm, true. If we had left him be, who knows what he could do. Especially what he did to all those Infected…"

Allen thinks back to when he witnessed Mukuro slaughtering the Infected. He could not help but stare intensely at Mukuro's skin glistening in the sun, his muscles tightening under his shirt, his long legs moving gracefully as he ran. Allen almost feels ashamed of looking at Mukuro's seductive features rather than the actual fight…but only "almost."

It took the trio about an hour before they step in front of a run-down metallic shack in the middle of a rotting field of grass and trees. Lavi walks closer to the door and slides open a panel next to it to press a few buttons that are hidden behind the panel. After a few moments the door creaks open to reveal a polished and clean elevator that contrasts with the shack around it. All three of them step inside the elevator and the doors close in front of them as they make their descent.

Mukuro waits quietly for a while and eventually asks, "Where are we going, exactly?"

"We're going down by at least 600 feet underground to the headquarters where the Black Order is," Allen answers.

"And what does the Black Order do exactly?"

"We are in charge of terminating the Infected and making investigations in regards to the daily activities of the Ziva. Our priority is to rescue civilians and have them go through medical examinations to see if they show any symptoms of being infected. If they don't, then we provide them food, water, and shelter within our own headquarters."

"And what if these innocent people do show symptoms of being infected?"

"…Well, if they do, then we transport them to an isolated chamber for termination to prevent spreading the virus."

"Ah…I see," Mukuro says to himself.

It is a long elevator ride down until the doors finally open to a long chamber with only two large doors on the other side.

Mukuro sniffs the air to smell a strange fragrant. "What is this odor?"

Allen replies to him. "This is a cleansing chamber. Everyone that arrives or returns from the outside world must be disinfected and then go to the doctors to be stripped and examined."

"…I am sorry…stripped? I am afraid that I cannot participate," Mukuro states bluntly.

"And what the hell do you mean that you can't 'participate'," Lavi says while eyeing him suspiciously.

"I refuse to take off my clothes, especially these shackles and the blindfold."

"Well, too bad! Everyone follows the protocol, even if you're an alien!"

"Then I refuse to follow your silly protocol. And how dare you call me an alien of all things?"

After a mild struggle, Mukuro reluctantly agrees to go through the examination, but only if the shackles and blindfold remain on him at all times. Both Lavi and Allen did not question it any further and guide him to the doctors' room.

"Please strip sir," a doctor with a heavy accent said to Mukuro. "And please put these on," he handed a sterile pair of boxers to Mukuro. Mukuro feels the fabric under his fingers and slowly start stretches them apart.

"Ooh~" and he stretches them farther apart after realizing how elastic they were. Mukuro stretches the boxers so far apart that they could fit four adult men, two in each pant leg.

"'Cuse me sir. Please don't stretch the boxers like that. We have limited supply, until next shipment arrives."

"….and what would you do about it, if I do not stop?" Mukuro said defiantly.

"…..fine. Just do not rip them apart," the doctor said in defeat.

"Yay~" and Mukuro stretches the boxers more until he was satisfied.

Later on, wearing no clothes, Mukuro is STILL stretching that poor boxer apart. Then Allen knocks on the door and welcomes himself inside. "Hi Mukuro! I'm just here to watch over you," Allen said as he was closing the door. He turns around to find Mukuro standing holding the boxers in his naked glory. "I hope you don't mind," Allen said in a daze as his eyes drift lower and lower towards a certain region of Mukuro's body. Allen took three long seconds to stare at a particular body part, before scrambling and running out the door screaming "I'm sorry!"

Lavi would then enter, wondering why Allen is acting so weird right after seeing the alien. So he entered the room and saw Mukuro standing there shamelessly…naked. "WHAT THE HELL! PUT ON SOME PANTS! YOU INDECENT ALIEN!" Lavi screams at his face as he wrestles Mukuro down to slip the boxers on him.

After some time….Mukuro is finally wearing the boxers and feeling uncomfortable, due to the fact that he always went commando.

Now, Allen is inside the examination room to keep watch of Mukuro. Thankfully Allen recovered from that visual appeal in that enticing moment.

Mukuro had just gone through his examination (molestation) and is sitting on the table shirtless after having confirmation that Mukuro is not showing any signs of infection.

Allen could not help but stare at his bare torso while trying not to slobber at the sight. "Gosh, he's really hot." Allen shakes the thought away to question Mukuro's examination results. "How can a man consume infected flesh and not be affected in any way…? Maybe he IS an alien…wait, no. That's silly. But…there's no way he can be human…" Allen continues to stare at Mukuro's torso and raises his eyes towards his face, specifically his blindfold. "Besides, how can he walk around so casually with a blindfold on? Is he really blind? …What if…?" Allen's curiosity starts to get the best of him as to what's behind the blindfold and his hand slowly shifts closer to Mukuro's face without even realizing what is happening.

Before his fingers could brush against the cloth, Mukuro's hand instinctively grabs Allen's. Allen lets out a small cry of surprise and is about to apologize for his action until Mukuro does the unexpected. Mukuro pulls Allen's hand closer and gently nibbles on the tip of his index finger before pulling his mouth away to speak. "Tsk tsk. Did I not say that the blindfold stays on at all times~?" Mukuro turns his head in Allen's general direction and smirks teasingly at him.

Allen starts blushing lightly and tries to respond. "A-Ah…I…ehm…"

"Hm…I should punish you later…unless you want me to punish you. Right. Now."

"W-What? P-Punish…?! What would you do to me-"

A knock on the door along with a chipper female voice interrupts Allen. "Allen! Are you in there?"

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