As much as it pained me to write, here's chapter 4. Putting my favorite characters through scenarios like that is difficult, but I wouldn't have much of a story plot otherwise. All rights reserved to Akira Amano-san for Katekyo Hitman Reborn.
Torikabuto stepped through the mansion doors. He felt tired and exhausted, but more mentally exhausted than psychically. He watched his boss descend the staircase that branched off on either side of the large entrance hallway.
"Where have you been? Both you and Kikyo missed an important Guardian Meeting. Have you seen him around?"
How could the masked man have forgotten? Once Byakuran returned from the meeting with the allied family he was to hold a Guardian Meeting. The meeting was held to give his Guardians up to date information about what was said at the allied family's meeting seeing as only the boss was allowed to attend. Torikabuto bowed in apology to his boss for letting something with such significance slip his mind.
"As for your question about Kikyo, I have not seen him as of late." Torikabuto reported, "Furthermore, I will ask one of the other guardians to fill me in on what was discussed at the meeting. Just so you need not trouble yourself."
Byakuran simply shrugged his shoulders, "See that it doesn't happen again."
The white haired man turned to go back up the stairs. He really wanted to see his lover considering that the meeting ran into overtime. He wished he could have been home much sooner. Byakuran was glad to see that Zakuro was still standing guard in front of the bedroom door.
"Has Mukuro turned in for the night?" Byakuran asked his Storm Guardian.
It was a little after nine o'clock at night, but sometimes the blue haired man liked to turn in early.
"Mukuro-sama hasn't returned to the room for quite some time." Zakuro replied.
"Really? I wonder where he could be." Byakuran paused to think, "When was the last time you saw him?"
"It was right before he left to go out."
"But that was several hours ago."
"And I haven't seen him since, sorry boss."
Byakuran gathered his guardians together in order to search for Mukuro. The mansion was a big place after all. The white haired man had a gut feeling that told him something was wrong. All of his guardians showed up for the search, all of them except Kikyo. He took a deep breath to calm himself. It would do no good to jump to conclusions when he didn't know the whole matter of the situation.
There was a group of people Byakuran could call. They probably wouldn't be too happy hearing from him though. Especially when the news involved the current whereabouts of their precious ringleader. Byakuran tugged his phone out from his pocket to dial the number. The phone rang several times before anybody bothered to answer it. Finally, it stopped ringing, and there was definitely someone on the other end of the line.
"What do ya want ya freaky marshmallow?"
"Please Ken-kun, enough with the child's play, this is important."
"I already asked you what you wanted so what is it?"
"Does Mukuro happen to be there with you?"
"No...why?"
Byakuran sighed, "I was afraid you might say that."
"What the hell? What's happened to Mukuro!?"
"I'm not entirely sure yet."
"I swear...If anything happens to him! Dammit...I thought we could trust you of all people to keep him safe ya freaky marshmallow!" Ken yelled and hung up.
"No matter how strong he is you're still overprotective of him. I know the feeling well." Byakuran murmured, and slid his cellphone back into his pocket.
Byakuran had his guardians report back to the main room. The five of them assembled within seconds.
"No luck I presume?"
The Millefiore Guardians shook their heads in unison.
"If anyone has information on Mukuro's whereabouts then now would be the time to tell me."
Torikabuto wanted to speak up, but he couldn't bring himself to do so. He didn't have a problem with ratting Kikyo out, that would be the easy part. The hard part would be explaining to his boss why he left Mukuro in the hands of that group to suffer. In truth, the masked man wasn't prepared to face the wrath of his boss.
"Seems we don't have any leads. This is just wonderful! This is exactly what I wanted to come home to!" Byakuran yelled his frustrations.
It was rare that his guardians saw him like this. The current state he was in reflected what he felt for the Vongola Mist Guardian.
"The suspense is killing me. Strip him boys!" Shades commanded.
Mukuro's clothes were strewn carelessly on the ground. His shirt and coat were the only articles of clothing that hadn't been completely removed. That was thanks to the handcuffs, but the group could probably tear the remaining clothes from his body if they really wanted to. However, the handcuffs didn't stop his body from being exposed where it counted.
"I was right! He does have a marvelous body!" Shades exclaimed, "I definitely get to enter him first." He looked at Mukuro and winked.
"No fair!" One of the men complained.
"Let him suck you off first. That should be enough to satisfy you until Chiaro is finished." Kikyo suggested.
There it was, Shades' actual name.
"I guess that's not a bad idea." The man agreed.
He knelt down on both knees, and undid his pants. He pulled his hard aching member free. The man brought the tip of his member to Mukuro's lips. The Mist Guardian turned his head as if that would be enough to deter the man. Kikyo strode over to them, and roughly kicked Mukuro in the side. He was about to voice a complaint until a swollen member was thrust into his mouth.
Mukuro refused to suck this guy off. He detested the idea of the stranger's seed being spilled down his throat. Instead, he opted to bite the guy's cock hard enough to draw blood. The man pulled out because of the pain. He was too concerned with his bleeding member to hit Mukuro for the damage he caused.
"You're going to regret hurting one of my subordinates. I'll have to be extra rough with you now." Chiaro warned.
"Wh-why not just...kill me?" Mukuro rasped.
"Because my men and I need to play with you first."
The blue haired man wanted to do a lot more damage to these bastards, but the drug Kikyo injected into him was way too strong. There was a chance it might not wear off within the next few hours. Chiaro spread Mukuro's legs apart, and ran his hands up the Mist Guardians inner thighs. That sent a chill up Mukuro's spine. Chiaro bent forward to run his tongue along Mukuro's member.
"I hope you plan on going in dry. It's the least he deserves" Kikyo said before returning to his spot on the far wall.
"I don't think we have any lubricant laying around anyways."
Chiaro positioned himself to enter the blue haired man. He took his time sliding his member in, and didn't wait around for Mukuro to adjust to the intrusion. The inner walls that squeezed his member made Chiaro ready to go. He thrust in and out of the Mist Guardian. At first, he moved slow, and thrust in forcefully. He switched gears immediately to change his thrust to a rapid one that was still just as forceful.
Mukuro bit his lower lip hard enough to draw blood. The action was meant to mask the actual pain he was feeling. This Chiaro man enjoyed fucking him without caring about what happened to his body. The pain told Mukuro that the man had clearly torn him. The blood gushed out, and coated the other man's member.
Chiaro thought that it was about time to move on to the torture part because apparently tearing the man underneath him didn't really count as torture in his book. That didn't mean he was done pounding into Mukuro's ass. A henchman provided his leader with a pair of brass knuckles.
"You guys know me so well." Chiaro equipped the brass knuckles, "This is for my subordinate that just wanted you to suck him off real good." and punched Mukuro in the ribs.
'Don't cry out. Do not cry out. Try not to make even the slightest sound. Otherwise, that means defeat, and you do not want to submit to the likes of them.' Mukuro told himself.
Broken ribs were not something that could be easily ignored though. Chiaro threw the brass knuckles to the ground. He certainly wasn't pleased with the results they produced. Someone else handed their leader a dagger. He trailed the dagger down Mukuro's side. Chiaro stopped when the tip of the dagger was by Mukuro's hip. The dagger bit into the Mist Guardian's hip, and hit bone. Instead of screaming, Mukuro let out a strangled breath.
"If you don't submit to me soon then I might start stabbing you arbitrarily."
"Oh...Does that mean y-you've reconsidered?"
"Reconsidered what?" Chiaro snapped.
"Letting me live..." A smile played on the blue haired man's lips.
How could he still be smiling? Did the man before Chiaro have some sort of iron will? Or was he too prideful to admit defeat? Maybe a little bit of both? He baffled Chiaro to say the least.
Now that he thought about it, the Mist Guardian seemed reluctant to let anyone invade his mouth. This might be the chance for Chiaro to crush his pride and/or iron will into dust. He did happen to grow tired of the man's lower regions. Unless he decided to tease the other's member. For now, he decided to pull out. He grabbed a handful of Mukuro's hair to yank him into a sitting position. That put Mukuro's arms in an uncomfortable position, but Chiaro cared nothing about that.
"How about you try sucking me off instead?" Chiaro politely asked.
"Drop...dead."
"And here I was trying to be nice. You know, I have to say that you have some really nice earrings. Did your boy toy buy those for you when he was late for a date?"
The earrings he currently wore were gifts from Byakuran. However, Chiaro was entirely incorrect about why his lover gave him the gifts in the first place. Still, him suggesting such a thing was enough to strike a cord in Mukuro. Chiaro pinched the bottom of one of the earrings between his thumb and forefinger. He preceded to yank the piece of jewelry from Mukuro's ear. The torn cartilage was finally enough for the Mist Guardian to cry out.
"I should probably let you know that I've been holding back my climax, but I think now would be the perfect time for release."
Chiaro slid his member in Mukuro's mouth. The metallic taste of his own blood hit the blue haired man's taste buds. He forced Mukuro to take him in up to the hilt. Mukuro had to adjust his tongue, and unintentionally flicked it over Chiaro's cock. Not like he had much leeway to avoid that from happening in the first place.
"Thanks, that's all I needed." Chiaro purred wickedly.
Without warning a warm liquid rushed down Mukuro's throat. Chiaro had no intention of pulling out of the blue haired man's mouth until he swallowed the whole load. Mukuro did as Chiaro wanted just to get it done and over with.
"Make sure to lick all of your blood off of me too." Chiaro ordered.
"I'm surprised he didn't try to bite you as well." Kikyo said.
"He probably doesn't have enough fight in him because of the blood loss. I also would have inflicted a lot of damage if he would have mustered up the right amount of strength to try."
Mukuro needed to rest. He wished this man would kindly remove himself from his mouth.
"I've noticed you're not preforming the job I assigned to you. Maybe I'll cut that pretty red eye from your head." One of his men picked the dagger up, and placed it in his leader's hand.
Kikyo dashed forward to seize Chiaro's wrist. The dagger fell from his hand, and hit the ground with a clatter.
"Don't overstep your boundaries. I can't have you removing either of his eyes."
"You can't tell me that you wouldn't want to do the same."
"Be that as it may, Byakuran-sama would not be the only one upset if the Vongola Mist Guardian were to lose an eye."
The doors to the warehouse slammed open. Chiaro flinched from the unexpected noise. Kikyo didn't dare look back to see who it was that interrupted them. Chiaro pulled out from Mukuro's mouth. He got fully dressed, but had to take a moment to straighten out his clothes since he was in a hurry to face the new arrivals.
"Why didn't you tell me this might happen?" Chiaro hissed the question at Kikyo.
He eventually turned to look over the newcomers praying that his Byakuran-sama wasn't part of the group, "I don't know how they found out. I didn't think anyone would be able to find us this quickly either." Kikyo replied in a low tone.
"We're gonna tear you assholes limb from limb!"
"Calm down. Our top priority is to get Mukuro out of here."
"That doesn't mean we can't wreck some stuff in the process."
"Master Mukuro! Please, hold on just a bit longer."
The Mist Guardian had to admit that he was relieved. However, he hated the idea of letting them see him like this.
"You dare challenge us when we have the Millefiore Cloud Guardian on our side? How ridiculous. You'll surely lose." Chiaro boasted.
"I'll be leaving now. Have fun with the trouble." Kikyo said before leaving out the warehouse's side exit.
"You traitor! My men and I will never forgive you for this!"
The mint haired man was long gone. The three at the front of the warehouse were already mowing through Chiaro's men.
"W-wait! Stay back! Please...This was all Kikyo's doing! None of this was my fault!" Chiaro cried for forgiveness.
"You're going to pay dearly for what you've done."
The situation is starting to look up. I wonder if it's obvious who came to rescue Mukuro? I think it is, but I am the writer after all lol Please leave a review if possible. Thanks~