I honestly didn't expect the chapter to turn out the way it did. Mainly the last part with Byakuran and Kikyo. No need to worry, I don't plan on spoiling anything. All I'll say is that this certainly opens up a lot of possibilities for future chapters even if I don't yet know what those possibilities are. All credit goes to Akira Amano-san for Katekyo Hitman Reborn. I'm just the fanfic writer.
"Before you condemn me, can I ask a quick question?" Chiaro wanted to know.
"Fine, but you're only delaying the pain we're about to cause ya."
"How did you manage to find our hideout?"
"Simple. I used my Wolf Channel."
"Wolf Channel?"
"Let's just say he was able to sniff out our master. Especially considering you people made him bleed. That made his scent even easier to track." Chikusa explained.
"Shut up ya four-eyed kappa! I could have explained that much!"
"You're explanation would have been too difficult to follow." Chikusa adjusted his glasses as he spoke.
Chrome knelt down next to Mukuro, and rested her hand against his cheek.
"I'm sorry Mukuro-sama. We'll have you out of here soon."
At least the blue haired man felt like he could relax a little now. He closed his eyes, and welcomed the darkness that took hold of him. Ken reactivated his Wolf Channel. Chiaro fainted at the sight of the transformation. He was only a normal crime lord with no special abilities to speak of after all.
"Tch. Can't believe the guy just up and fainted." Ken removed the Wolf Channel fangs from his mouth.
"We should at least tie him up." Chrome suggested.
Chikusa was already one step ahead of his comrade. He searched Chiaro's pockets for the key to Mukuro's handcuffs. When he found the key he tossed it over to Chrome. She undid the restraints on her master, and tossed both items back to Chikusa. Ken dragged Chiaro's body to another steel pole. Chikusa busied himself with restraining Chiaro the same way that Mukuro had been restrained. Now it was time for a hospital trip.
Byakuran heard his cellphone ringing. He grabbed it from atop the desk, and leaned back in his office chair. Despite the fact that he wanted, no, needed to search for Mukuro he still had work as a mafia boss to take care of. However, that didn't stop him from sending out his guardians to complete the task for him.
Byakuran hit the answer button on his cellphone, "Hello?"
"Hi Byakuran-san. I just thought you might have wanted a status update on Mukuro-sama." Chrome replied.
"Ya better not tell him which hospital we took him to!" Byakuran heard Ken shout from the background.
She ignored Ken's demand, and told the white haired man anyways. Not long after receiving the information the phone conversation ended. Byakuran rushed out of his office, and down the stairs. He didn't even think about contacting his guardians about the news. He could worry about that later. Right now he needed to confirm with his own eyes that Mukuro was okay.
When Byakuran opened the front door to leave Kikyo was standing in the doorway. He stared his Cloud Guardian down. Kikyo looked up, and locked gazes with his beloved boss. There was a dangerous aura emitting from Byakuran's body.
"You had better stay put." Byakuran ordered as he pushed pass Kikyo.
There was no sense in further angering his boss. Kikyo went straight to his room almost like a little kid getting grounded. He tried to force himself to be excited for the punishment his boss had in store for him, but not if his boss was that angry. This was a lot different from the first time Kikyo acted out. The first time hadn't led the Vongola Mist Guardian to be hospitalized. Not that the mint haired man had any regrets about that part of the plan.
"Go home! Chrome forgot to mention that he ain't even awake yet!"
"Ken, get out of my way." Byakuran being dead calm in this kind of situation was even scarier than him having a yelling fight with Ken.
"We're in a hospital with other resting patients so calm down." Chikusa reminded Ken.
Ken finally surrendered, and opened the door to Mukuro's hospital room. Byakuran was disappointed to see that his lover was still asleep. On the other hand, it was better for him to be resting. The white haired man still needed the details about what happened to Mukuro. The only psychical damage he could see right now was the tear on one of Mukuro's ears. The earring that was yanked from the ear rested on the bedside table.
His complexion was a little paler than it normally was too. Probably from a loss of blood. Byakuran took a moment to contact Zakuro. He had his Storm Guardian round up all the other guardians so that they could head back home. Chrome walked into the room. She sat down with Byakuran in order to tell him what happened to Mukuro. By the end of the story his blood was boiling.
"Where is this Chiaro man now?"
"Restrained at the warehouse where we left him. Unless someone came to rescue him, which seems unlikely."
"I'll be taking my leave shortly. I need to pay the crime lord a visit."
Chrome wanted to say something that might stop Byakuran, but she knew that would be hopeless. He was dead set on revenge. Even if Mukuro were to wake up now that more than likely still wouldn't be enough to stop him. Chrome got up to bow slightly before leaving the room. Byakuran bent down to place a gentle kiss on Mukuro's lips.
He turned to leave knowing that the Kokuyo Gang could take things from here. It would also give Ken some time to cool down without him around for awhile. Mukuro opened his eyes because of the lingering warmth of the kiss. When his eyes adjusted to the lighting in the room Mukuro caught a glimpse of a white sleeve before it fully disappeared from the doorway.
He opened his mouth to call out Byakuran's name, but no noise came out. The words were stuck in his throat because of how parched he was. Having no voice was not going to stop Mukuro. The blue haired man shifted in the hospital bed, but pain stunned his movements. He was still sore from all he endured a couple of hours ago.
"Mukuro-sama! How are you feeling?" Chrome handed him a glass of water knowing full well he wouldn't be able to talk otherwise.
He gulped the entire glass down without taking a breath in between. A small amount of water ended up running down his chin. He used the collar of his shirt to wipe it away.
"Was that Byakuran just now?"
She couldn't bring herself to lie to him, "Yes it was."
"What's he doing?" 'He could have stayed a little longer.', but he didn't want to sound needy so Mukuro kept that last thought to himself.
"He's on his way to the warehouse as we speak."
"He's lucky I'm still in a great deal of pain. Or else I'd chase after him to stop him from doing anything reckless." Mukuro sighed.
"Do you need anything else? Like maybe a bite to eat?"
"Thanks, but I don't think my stomach can handle any food right now."
"Then I'll let you continue resting."
Chrome put another glass of water on the bedside table, and flicked the lights off. She carefully shut the door to make sure that it wasn't too noisy. Mukuro tried going back to sleep, but his nerves wouldn't let him. Byakuran is strong, there's no doubt about that. However, what if there was an ambush at the warehouse that caught Byakuran off guard? Then what?
'I should have asked Chrome how long the doctors plan on keeping me in the hospital. That could have at least served as a minor distraction.'
Byakuran stood in front of the warehouse. It was dead silent besides the wind rustling through the trees. The entrance was already cracked open. Byakuran stepped through the entrance, and spotted one lone man. He seemed so small sitting in the middle of the large warehouse.
"Wh-Who's there?" The voice stuttered.
"Ah, you must be Chiaro. I'm relieved to know that the information I received was correct."
"Y-You didn't answer my question...Who are you?"
"I don't see why I should have to answer. I'm the one with the upper hand in this situation."
Chiaro felt something cold press into his neck. It drew a thin line of blood. Byakuran slipped the small knife back into his pocket.
"Why are you doing this? What's going to happen to me?"
"Tell me where your box of toys are, and I might feel generous enough to explain what's going on."
Chiaro pointed to the storage area in the back of the warehouse. The box was hidden behind actual equipment on the bottom shelf. Byakuran brought the box back to Chiaro, and started sorting through it.
"Wow, this is quite the collection you've got here." Byakuran looked over a decorated dagger.
Chiaro remained silent for fear of triggering the white haired man before him. Without holding back, Byakuran sunk the dagger deep into Chiaro's thigh. The man wearing the shades cried out. Byakuran silenced him by pulling out a loaded gun from the box. Chiaro whimpered at the sight of the weapon in the hands of the other man.
"From what I've heard you know my Cloud Guardian quite well. Yet, you have no idea who I am? He must never have described my appearance to you."
At the mention of Kikyo it finally clicked who this white haired man was, "B-Byakuran...Millefiore...!"
"Bingo! For a normal crime lord you're not as dumb as I thought you would be. Now that you know who I am it should be obvious why I've dragged myself to such a horrid place. I mean really, this warehouse has no class whatsoever."
'I vaguely remember Kikyo saying something about this Byakuran being pissed if that blue haired man were to lose an eye. But why? Could it be that..., "You're the lover of the blue haired man with the mismatched eyes?"
"Now that you've given me a description of your victim this makes things a whole lot easier."
Byakuran pointed the loaded gun at Chiaro. He fired two shots into each of Chiaro's shoulders. Leaving to rounds left in the gun. He didn't bother shooting at either of Chiaro's legs because of the dagger that was already hilt deep in his thigh. The second to last round was lodged into Chiaro's stomach.
"I can't believe you didn't have a better gun in your box of toys. Revolvers certainly aren't anything to boast about. Even if you happen to have a lot of ammo. What good is it when this model only holds six rounds? Too bad it's all I really have to work with, but it'll do for now."
Byakuran was getting ready to fire the last bullet. Chiaro figured that bullet was meant for his head to put him out of his misery. Byakuran crouched down, and demanded that Chiaro spread his legs. Chiaro blushed a dark red, and obeyed. The white haired man rested the muzzle of the revolver near the bulge in Chiaro's pants.
"Wait! I didn't think that's why you wanted me to spread me legs..."
"I can tell, but did you forget that I'm only here for revenge? I didn't come here to pleasure a sick bastard like you." Byakuran grinned innocently, and pulled the trigger.
There was nothing there for Chiaro to muffle his cries with. He thrashed around with what little movement he had since the handcuffs still restricted his arms.
"Hope you have fun bleeding out. Unless someone finds you before then. I'll pray that doesn't happen even though I have no one to pray to."
Byakuran left the warehouse, and headed back to the mansion. He had other things he wanted to do before going back to the hospital. A bath was definitely in order. He wished there was an amazing hot spring nearby like the ones they had in Japan, but sadly that wasn't the case. Byakuran would have to settle for the large indoor bath that was located on the first floor of the mansion.
Someone must have recently ran the bath water because it was still hot. Byakuran undressed and slowly slid himself into the water. He leaned back, letting his body relax. There was a pleasing aroma in the air. The white haired man felt like he could fall asleep, not that that would be a good idea. Daydreaming would be the better way to go. Byakuran closed his eyes.
He wasn't as alert as he usually was, but he could have sworn that someone else had gotten into the bath with him. Now it felt like someone was straddling him.
'Am I daydreaming about Mukuro already? That was quick.'
The daydream grabbed Byakuran's member, and gripped it tight.
'Feeling feisty, eh?'
The daydream came down on him. He could feel his member penetrating through a tight hot entrance. The daydream rode Byakuran with ease. Byakuran had to work his hips into the right rhythm.
"I've missed you Mukuro. Sorry that I didn't stay longer to visit you in the hospital."
The movement from above stopped entirely, but Byakuran kept his hips moving. He opened his eyes to see what was wrong with his lover. Mint hair caught Byakuran's attention. He looked up to see that Kikyo was there in place of Mukuro.
"Even when we're sharing such an intimate moment you still think of that damned Vongola Mist Guardian."
"What. The. Hell. Kikyo!" 'And here I thought I was just letting my daydream run wild.'
"What? Did you think he would be out of the hospital already?"
"I wish that were the case. Do you mind getting off of me now?"
"No. I'm going to make you mine while I still have the time. Then maybe you'll see why you need me, and not him."
"You plan on getting me to submit? That's funny. When Mukuro and I started going out he used to fight me for the role of dominance all the time. I always won, and even got him to admit that I was the more suited seme. He's loved being my uke ever since."
"This conversation is already giving me the advantage I need."
"Care to explain?"
"Have you noticed the aroma in the air Byakuran-sama?"
"Yeah, why?"
"It is a kind of aroma that dulls your body's movements because of how relaxed you are. The longer we talk the more relaxed you become because of how long you've been exposed to it. The effects take awhile to wear off too. It's almost like the drug I injected into Mukuro, but that one dulled the body's senses instead."
"Why aren't you affected by it?
"I was smart enough to concoct something that would counter the aroma."
"Damn...Now you're just trying to get Mukuro to hate me."
"One way or another I am going to win you over."
Kikyo removed Byakuran's member from his entrance to stand up. He didn't want to continue these activities in the bath. Kikyo made his way to some shelves, and grabbed a folded robe. He put the robe on before returning to the bath. The bottom of the robe was going to get drenched, but that was the least of the mint haired man's worries.
'I can't believe he sat here scheming against me while I was busy taking care of Chiaro.' Byakuran was having regrets about not returning to the hospital first.
Kikyo scooped his boss up in his arms. For as many sweets as the man ate he wasn't very heavy. That proves that Byakuran's stomach must undeniably be a black hole. Or he worked out when no one was looking. Kikyo carried his boss all the way up to his room. Having elevators made the trip a lot less difficult.
"You realize that by doing this you're only increasing the severity of your punishment, right?"
"If that's what it takes for me to do this then so be it." Kikyo effortlessly opened the door to Byakuran's room.
"Why are we doing it here?"
"Because you share this space with Mukuro."
Kikyo set Byakuran down on his bed because he needed to take the robe off first. The robe settled to the floor, and the mint haired man picked his beloved boss back up. The white haired man had to wonder where exactly this was going to take place. Byakuran, with the help of Kikyo, was in a standing position. His back was pressed against the wall.
Kikyo pressed their bodies together, and closed the gap with a kiss. The mint haired man was using a lot of tongue. The kiss was becoming a sloppy one. He broke away for air. Byakuran was slightly panting. Kikyo inserted two of his fingers in his beloved's entrance. He gently scratched the tight inner walls of his boss.
"Stop...th-this."
Kikyo ignored Byakuran. He placed his lips against Byakuran's neck. He sucked on the skin. Next, he moved to a hardened nipple. He twirled his tongue around it, and sucked on it harder than he had on Byakuran's neck. The white haired man's member was erect. Precum beaded from the tip.
Kikyo rubbed his finger against the tip of Byakuran's member, and licked the precum from his digit. The mint haired man removed his fingers from that wonderful entrance. Byakuran wasn't prepared for what was to happen next. Kikyo brought the tip of his cock to Byakuran's entrance. He pushed it through.
"Nhhh...N-No. Ahhh!"
"There's no use fighting it. At least not in your current state."
"I...haahh..bet Ch-Chiaro said...mmmh...something a-along the...same l-lines...ahh...to Mukuro."
"I don't care to remember."
He rocked his hips, and thrust upwards into his boss. Byakuran's legs were wrapped around Kikyo's lower back. Meanwhile, his nails dug into his Cloud Guardian's upper back. Kikyo came while he was still inside Byakuran. The white haired man's feet touched the ground again after Kikyo pulled out. His seed was dripping from his boss' ass. It coated his inner thighs, and dripped down his legs.
"I couldn't help but notice that you have yet to come Byakuran-sama."
"That's because I'm not coming for the likes of you. I'll do it on my own terms."
Kikyo lowered his hand to stroke his beloved off, but Byakuran's killer intent from earlier was returning. The mint haired flinched away from his boss. He moved to gather his robe. Kikyo slipped the robe back on.
"I suppose this means I wasn't successful in changing your mind."
"Get. Out."
"Very well." Kikyo shut the door behind him.
Byakuran's knees buckled. He fell to the ground now that he had no one there supporting him. His member was already limp because the moment was long gone. That was nowhere near enjoyable. It was only Kikyo fulfilling his own desires. He didn't care about not having enough strength to drag himself to bed. Nor did he care about being covered in his Cloud Guardian's fluids. He didn't even care about the fact that he really needed a bath now. The only thing Byakuran cared about in that moment was how he planned on facing his lover tomorrow.
There you have it. I continue to have mixed feelings although I still posted this chapter as is. Please feel free to drop me a review, thanks again.