NMI:

I do not and will never own D. Gray Man, Katekyo Hitman Reborn!, and its characters.

Setting and plot not related to the mangas/animes AT ALL. Expect OOC!

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This is going to be the final chapter to the story.
I appreciate the feedback and support for this story to be completed all the way to the end.
Thank you all so much for that and please enjoy this final chapter.

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I apologize PROFUSELY for this to come out SO late since the previous chapter got updated!

I have no excuses, even with my brain frying and dying during the summer!

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

Allen only looks in silence as Mukuro slowly faces him, his eyes opening, after so long, to show a dark blue and an intense red.

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

Allen looks into Mukuro's eyes, trying to find words to say. "I-I didn't think I would ever see...how...why…?" He silently curses himself for not being able to form proper sentences. He looks at Mukuro more closely and notices that the chains are still bound to his wrist, but the blindfold lies on the ground, no longer having the seal written on it.

Mukuro stares into his eyes intensely and had been silent the whole time. He ignores the stares he is receiving from bystanders, focusing all his attention on Allen. "I can only assume that I broke the curse due to my strong feelings for you…"

"Feelings...for me…?"

Mukuro grabs his hands gently and holds them warmly in his own. "I have not felt anything but anger, pain, and sadness after I have lost the people I considered as family and friends. In Purgatory, I was empty inside and thought I was no longer capable of feeling anything. When I was sent on this mission, I would not think of being attached to anyone, let alone a human. However, when I got to work with you and took time to get to know you, it made me feel something...different. I am just going to say it...I am falling for you."

Allen stands still, focusing all his attention on Mukuro. His thoughts are scrambling in his brain as he tries to find the right words to say. Mukuro waits in unbearable silence as seconds pass until Allen presses himself closer against Mukuro's chest. "I want to be with you for as long as I live...I already fell for you." Mukuro lets go of Allen's hands to hug him tightly, with joyful feelings that he had not felt in a long time. The moment is short-lived as a siren blares loudly through the halls of headquarters and a voice crackles through the speakers.

"The Ziva are coming towards headquarters! The Ziva are coming towards headquarters! We are completely surround by Infected! Evacuate to the tunnels immediately!"

The agents guide the panicking survivors and scientists to the tunnels as quickly and efficiently as possible. Allen, Lavi, and Mukuro glance and nod at each other as they head outside to fend off their enemies. Other agents, including Lenalee and Kanda, follow them out. Seconds after everyone runs out, they pull out their weapons to fend off the Infected that suddenly lunged at them. Blood splatters on the ground as irregular chunks of Infected corpses fall and roll on the ground. From the distance, the Ziva leader can be seen mounting what appears to be a mountain of morphed corpses, moving as one being. The horrifying creature drags itself towards them, with what can barely be defined as arms, at an alarming speed. The corpses scream in unison, emitting a loud cry of pain and bloodlust that sends shivers down some of the agents' spines. Except for one person.

"...I will take care of this." Mukuro strides towards the giant creature calmly, but his eyes grow dark with the desire to see more corpses on the ground. His red eye switches to the number "4" and the flames around his eye slowly turn black as they are influenced by his demonic powers. The sky grows dark and the air gets cold around him.

Allen looks on in both amazement and fear. Is this...the full extent of his power?

The Ziva leader presses forward, even when he shifts uncomfortably at the sudden change in the air. "Foolish man, you dare defy the Ziva! I will make sure that your corpse receives the most special treatment from the virus! Then I can have your corpse eat your pitiful friends for my amusement!"

Mukuro's only response is a thin cruel smile. "You are allowed to say those words if I happen to leave your tongue intact." He charges at the corpse giant for a couple step until he vanishes in thin air. The Ziva leader and followers look startled, not know where Mukuro went.

Allen's eyes widen slightly, barely able to see what is happening. He didn't disappear, he's moving so fast that no one's eyes can keep track of him! He can barely see the tall blur moving around the corpse giant and then everyone else. The corpse giant and the rest of the Infected suddenly fall silent and become immobile. Seconds pass before blood sprays from deep cuts that suddenly appear on their bodies. Chunks of their bodies smoothly slide and fall to the ground with a thick pool of blood forming underneath them. The Ziva leader loses his balance as the corpse giant collapses underneath and he falls into the pool of flesh and blood. He looks around to see that his followers have met the same fate and are now indistinguishable pieces of flesh. When he looks forward and up, he cries out in horror as Mukuro looks down on him with the same cruel smile on his face.

"Y-You cannot kill me, pitiful being," the leader screams with a hint of desperation.

"No, I will not you kill. You are not worthy of the pleasure of death. Instead…" Mukuro's smile never leaves his face as his eye changes to the number "1."

Allen watches the two stare at each other in silence. Minutes seem to pass when the leader starts screaming in pure agony and violently scratches nearly every part of his own body. Mukuro does not seem fazed in the slightest and walks over to Allen casually. "W-What did you do to him?"

"I welcomed him into the realm of insanity," Mukuro responds as he wraps an arm around Mukuro's waist.

"Can you...ehm...be more specific," Lavi asks with a hint of nervousness as he watches the mad leader bleed from his self-inflicted scratches.

"He thinks he is on the receiving end of cannibalism and will continue to live like that until he dies. However, he does not deserve an early death, so I made sure that his wounds heal quickly just for him to suffer all over again," Mukuro explains with a devilish smirk. Lavi gulps and nods. No more questions asked.

A makeshift campsite with several tents, located at the bottom of the mountains of the Northern District, houses all the survivors that managed to escape. The numbers were cut down to nearly ¾ of people due to forced termination of anyone who got infected. The events that happened today brought a heavy weight on the survivors' minds with feelings of sadness and guilt for losing their comrades.

Allen, in particular, is having a hard time sleeping, regardless of how exhausted he is. "You need to rest, my dear Allen." Allen shivers involuntarily when he feels a cold breath against his left ear. Allen is about to shift on his other side to face Mukuro until he feels lean, but strong arms wrap around his stomach and a cold body pressed against his back.

"M-Mukuro?" Mukuro does not say a word and nuzzles his face into Allen's smooth neck.

"Sleep, Allen. Tomorrow will be a better day. You will no longer have to worry about Ziva and we will climb the mountains to search for a new life." Allen sighs quietly and holds Mukuro's cold hands with his own warm ones.

"But...what will happen to you now that you've broken your curse?" The silence between them slowly grows uncomfortable as Mukuro ponders for an answer. "Mukuro, I don't want you to leave me...not after what we've been through."

"...I will think of a way to be by your side for as long as you live. I promise." Allen would normally doubt those words if it was anyone besides Mukuro, but the sincerity in his voice relaxes him a bit and the need for sleep starts to overcome him. "I love you, Allen Walker." He feels cold lips press under his ear.

"I love you too, Mukuro…" He sleeps with a small smile on his face. That smile quickly disappears and gets replaced with a dark blush when Allen wakes up the next morning to find out that Mukuro was pressed up against him butt-naked.

"I thought I would prepare ahead of time in case you needed comfort in the form of love-making." Allen throws Mukuro's clothes at his face and leaves the tent to cool himself down. I shouldn't have stared down there…

The group had travelled up the mountains for hours to reach the top. The climb was tiring, but it could have been worse if the group did not have some emergency food rations and bottles of water. They had to abandon most of their belongings and change their clothes in case of contamination, so some people were shivering from the colder temperature. However, no one is upset or complaining due to the sight before them when they finally stop at the top of the mountain.

After living in barren wastelands for years, the sight of green leaves and tall trees is almost unfamiliar to them. Trees sway in the wind gently and the chirps of birds and chatters of rodents can be heard, foreign noises for the group. The mountains were wrapped around the natural paradise and had guarded it from the outside world. A lake of pure, and clear water rests in the center, reflecting the white clouds and blue sky.

Mukuro glances at everyone and is slightly amused at their stunned and awed expressions. This sight is more refreshing than Purgatory and every other miserable place in the world, I guess. He hugs his beloved from behind and tilts his head down close to his ear. "Here is your second chance of life." He swore his heart almost comes back to life when Allen smiles at him with so much happiness and hope.

Mukuro stands over the highest point of the mountains once more. Months have passed and a small, modest village now rests in paradise. He watches everyone live on their new daily lives. A man meditating under a giant tree while ignoring the cheerful greetings of a red-haired man. A woman trying to push off her older clingy brother, telling him once again, that no one tried to kiss her this month. And finally, a white-haired man, who looks back at Mukuro with a small smile on his face. Mukuro could not help but smile back and give a dainty little wave.

Mukuro has no choice but to leave, otherwise he would get dragged back by force to Purgatory from the chains that remain on his limbs and that is not a fashionable way to go. The both of them are not bitter or sad from this separation only because they knew that they would be together one day. Allen will wait days, months, or years for Mukuro to come back into his arms. He knows Mukuro will find a way, even if it means to crawl out of depths of darkness with his bare hands. Some of his friends tell him that he should not wait, especially since Mukuro is not human anymore and does not belong in this world. He smiles, knowing that they only want what is best for him, but only he knows what is really best for him. He will wait for as long as it takes to be reunited with Mukuro Rokudo, the man whom he loves, who will return the feelings ten-fold when he comes back.

~~~~~~~~~~The End~~~~~~~~~~