And my Chapters get shorter still TT~TT

I AM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT! I was suffering from Writers block and school... and other stuff...

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Eyes cracking open blearily, Tsuna awoke to the sound of papers shuffling about and the scent of freshly brewed coffee accompanying it. 'Huh? What happened?' He tried to sit up only to double over as his hand automatically clutched his head, his skull felt like it was about to split into two; he was underage and would never go anywhere near alcohol so this couldn't possibly be what people (like his drunkard father) called a hangover. "Ugh…"

"Finally awake?"

The brunette started as an unmanly squeak escaped his lips as a sinking feeling settled in his stomach. That deep voice could only belong to the chairman of Namimori Middle's infamous Disciplinary Committee. Now fully awake, he slowly turned towards the dark haired teen currently going through a stack of papers neatly arranged in a pile above his desk.

"H-H-Hibari-san…" he greeted, fearing for his life. He flinched when cold ashen blue eyes turned to inspect him.

"Your face is pale. Are you sick?" the older teen asked, face as unreadable as it always was. 'Yes' Tsuna wanted to reply as he felt his brain pulse, but he feared it might be a wrong answer. He did not want to be bitten to death on top of the already agonising migraine.

"U-Uhm…-"

"I'm giving you permission to skip classes today. You may go home" the prefect calmly stated, cutting him off as he was once again engrossed within his paperwork.

Tsuna stared, perplexed, but all it took was a steely glare from the dark haired teen to send him rushing out the door, nearly tripping over his own two feet and crashing against the wooden obstacle before finally making it to the other side.

In fact, due to his haste, he did not notice that he didn't have his bag with him nor did he see the amused smirk decorating the skylarks face.

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"Kufufufufu~"

"WAH! MUKURO!" Tsuna skidded to a halt when he heard the all too familiar chuckle of his ghostly companion.

"It's a little late, but Good Morning Tsunayoshi-kun" said illusionist greeted, then he noticed the state that the smaller boy was in and he had to ask. "Are you alright? Your face is pale"

"Huh? Oh, ahh, I'm fine. Just a headache" the brunette replied, trying to put on a smile.

"Hmm… Possibly an aftereffect" Mukuro stated thoughtfully.

Tsuna stared at him confusedly. "What do you mean?"

"Your mind is much stronger than a normal person's. Your body rejected my control, which is probably the cause of your migraine right now"

The brunette couldn't really understand what the illusionist was going on about, but now that he was finally able to calm down enough to actually think, realization of what happened the evening before suddenly hit him hard and his blood ran cold; whatever words he was about to say died in his throat.

"Tsunayoshi-kun?" Mukuro asked when he saw the smaller teen just standing there as if time has frozen.

"Y-Y-You possessed… my body" the brunette stated, his voice trembling as the accusation left his lips.

The blue haired teen raised an eyebrow. "Yes, that was what I was just saying. Forgot?" he commented playfully, however it was half hearted as he saw the look within the others eyes.

"You-You-YOU WERE CONTROLLING ME! YOU TOOK OVER MY BODY AGAINST MY WILL AND AND-AND— AHH!"Tsuna suddenly doubled over, head in between his arms, the ache was still there and his current state wasn't helping in the least; his whole body was shivering and his panic has now risen to a whole new level.

Mukuro could feel worry edge away in the pit of his non-existent stomach. He reached out a hand trying to see if the smaller teen was alright "Tsunayoshi-kun—"

"DON'T COME NEAR ME!" he flinched as Tsuna stood up suddenly and faced him; horror filled his eyes and his entire expression was of fear.

Silence.

"go away" it was no more than a whisper, but Mukuro understood; all emotion left his face leaving only calm indifference, eyes hard and calculating. As if a shadow was overcast upon him, almost harsh.

Then, mismatched orbs disappeared within twin eyelids as a smirk graced his lips. "As you wish"

And with a bow, he was gone.

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Tsuna stared at the space the illusionist was just a few moments ago. He only just realized what he said and did and it made him feel extremely guilty. It would have been a normal reaction for anyone if they found out that their body was possessed and used against their will.

And the migraine seriously wasn't helping.

"M-Mukuro? Mukuro!" looking around for any sign that the illusionist might still be paying attention. When none came, he clutched his aching head again and sighed dejectedly.

Deciding that the illusionist would just pop out again when he felt like it, the brunette slowly began to head home; he kept a mental note to apologize to the illusionist the next time he sees him.

It was during this trek that he finally realized he didn't have his school bag with him.

"Mou! Today just gets worse and worse!" turning around he was about to dash to school again when he froze in place. 'Wait… where did I even leave my bag anyway? W-What if it's in the Reception Room? NO! I-If that's the case then I'll have to go through Hibari-san and I'll die for sure! Oh no what do I do what do I do whatdoIdo!'

"Juudaime!"

'Huh?' he turned around only to come face to face with his self-proclaimed right hand man. "Gokudera-kun. Good Morning"

"Ohayoo Gozaimasu desu. That aside, are you alright Tenth? Did that bastard do anything to you?" the silver haired teen asked, worry was evident in his tone. Probably seeing the confused look on the smaller boy's face, he clarified himself. "I went by your place after I finally got rid of Aneki, but Nana-san sad you weren't home and that that bastard Hibari called and told her that you'd be staying at school. I would have gone there but apparently…" and just one look told everyone that Bianchi was the reason.

Tsuna stared for a moment, processing the information given to him through his headache which, thankfully, was starting to wane. "Ehh! Hibari-san called her?" the look on Gokudera's face confirmed it. 'No way!' Then Tsuna remembered that he woke up inside the reception room that morning with the dark haired prefect calmly ignoring his presence…

'I can't believe it… Then again, Hibari-san didn't really look like he wanted to bite me to death this morning, and he even let me go home… what exactly did Mukuro do yesterday?' the answer was something that Tsuna didn't really want to know, so he just left it at that.

"Ah! Gokudera-kun, don't you have classes?" he asked the silver haired teen.

Gokudera just smiled and said "Don't worry about it Tenth. I left Yamamoto in the classroom to cover for me so that I can look for you. Polynomial equations aren't even worth my time. Oh! And I got your bag. Hibari gave it to me"

Tsuna sweat dropped at that but didn't ask questions. He thankfully took his bag from the Storm Guardians outstretched hand.

"Anyways Juudaime, are you heading home?" the brunette nodded.

"Ah. I sort of have a headache and H-Hibari-san gave me permission to leave school" he explained, starting to walk towards his house again, Gokudera in tow.

"A Headache? What happened Juudaime? If that bastard did anything to you I swear I'll blow him up!" the storm guardian claimed, lit dynamite sticks now visible in both hands.

"AH! Y-You don't need to Gokudera-kun, its fine. I guess I sort of just fell asleep in the wrong position last night… And Hibari-san didn't do anything! He even let me sleep on the couch… however unbelievable that is…" the brunette explained, trying his best to convince his friend to not blow anything up.

"Oh, alright then tenth" Gokudera muttered dejectedly as he returned his dynamites back wherever he kept them.

And with that, the two walked together in silence.

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Finally reaching the Sawada Residence, the two were greeted by a warm smile by Sawada Nana.

"Tadaima Okaa-san"

"Sorry to intrude"

"Welcome Back Tsu-kun, Gokudera-kun too. Anyways, Tsu-kun, are you alright? I got a call from Hibari-kun last night, what happened?" she asked him, the smile unwavering.

"I'm fine mom. Apparently I fainted in the reception room after some… fiasco. And apparently I have a headache too so the school let me go home early. Sorry I didn't call" he explained.

"Ah, I see. Well then, it's best you go take a rest Tsu-kun, I'll call you down for dinner ok"

"Hai. Well I'll be going now Mom" Tsuna called, tiredly making his way up the stairs.

As he reached the door to his room, Tsuna could vaguely hear Bianchi and Fuuta's voice from down the stairs, and he could already picture in his mind what was currently going on.

("Maman, is Tsuna home already? Ara, hello Hayato, you look pale, are you alrght?" "A-Aneki Grrp Ugh.." "Hayato-nii! Hayato-nii!")

Tsuna would have laughed at the thought if his headache hadn't come back full force. Instead he just dropped his bag and plopped unceremoniously on his bed, he laid there for a moment, trying to think through the pain in his head. 'I really should apologize. That look on his face… it was scary'

Haze overcoming his senses, he let his consciousness fade away, sinking into the peacefulness that was sleep.

Mukuro…