Chapter 8

Kyouya followed the white owl as fast as he could, already panting hard due to the fact he hadn't stop running since they had left school. He was glad the owl knew where to go, because otherwise he probably would have never had the idea to go to the old factory side outside of town. Why the hell did Mukuro go there? This whole situation made him feel really uneasy. Too many things were happening at the same time.

First Mukuro had received that phone call and left him alone. Then his brother's had shown up and then Mukuro had something he wanted to tell him but in the end didn't and now it seemed like there was actually something really bad going on. He had never seen the white owl being that upset and with every step he took he hoped that actually everything was fine. "I'm still going to bite him to death this time." He grumbled strengthening the grip on his tonfas.

Of course he was worried about his boyfriend, but this angered him at the same time. He had never worried about other people and now that there was actually someone, he noticed he hated the feeling. Sure he knew that Mukuro was really strong and normally not just taken down by some random guy, but sometimes Kyouya thought that Mukuro was underestimating his enemies, for example the Italian mafia. No one could just easily get rid of it.

The boy stopped in front of the tall fence that was around the factory side. Mukurou just flew above it leading the direction so Kyouya didn't hesitate to find an entrance but just climbing over the fence. He hadn't even felt the ground under his feet when he was already running after the owl again.

"You've better got a nice apology, Rokudo Mukuro." He hissed running around the next corner and then suddenly stopping. He felt like everything shattered into pieces and he couldn't move anymore. His stomach rebelled making him feel uneasy and he was sure his heartbeat stopped for a second. His eyes were caught by the view just in front of him.

Mukuro was lying face down on the ground his trident next to him but broken and there was a large amount of blood where the illusionist was laying in. The white owl landed right beside its owner first pulling at some strands of his blue hair and then starting to bite his fingers as if it hoped its master would be getting up from the treatment, smiling and telling them this had just been a joke.

Kyouya had to swallow while the owl got really impatient at its master starting to hoot and jumping around. Slowly the raven haired approached the body closer although he realized he was quite afraid to do that. If he came to close he might be noticing something he didn't even want to think of. But still his feet slowly went forward until he stood right in front of the blue haired boy.

He slowly went on his knees touching the soft blue hair. "What have you done." He whispered grabbing the illusionist by his shoulders and turning him around. Mukuro looked like if he was asleep, but the fact that there was blood in the corner of his mouth destroyed that image, so Kyouya just kept watching him in shock.

"Idiot, what have you done?" he repeated a bit louder digging his fingers into Mukuro's shoulders who suddenly blinked. Kyouya stared at him silently, but Mukuro really slowly opened his eyes though they didn't glow like the Skylark remembered they did normally. They were blank and it seemed to be exhausting for Mukuro to just open his eyes.

"Kyouya?" he asked with a hoarse voice searching with his eyes for the other boy. "I am here, Mukuro." The raven responded leaning a bit closer. "I knew it was you…I know your scent." Mukuro tried to smile but it looked rather like a painful grimace. "What has happened?! What have you done, you idiot?!"

It was obvious that Kyouya was raging. If it hadn't been that painful Mukuro would have chuckled but like that he just didn't give any reaction. "I'm sorry. It seems like this fight didn't go as planned…but…you don't have to worry…Kyouya. That guy was just…after me…you'll be safe." Mukuro closed his eyes in relief. It was so exhausting to keep them open although he was somewhat happy Kyouya was actually here. He had died so many times and he wasn't scared of death, but somehow it was different if there was someone around you, you loved. He just couldn't define the feeling right now.

Kyouya just clenched his teeth. "I don't give a shit about being safe! You are dying you freaking idiot! Why didn't you tell me anything?!" "I wanted to…but…then I thought it would be better like this…I didn't want to…get you involved." Kyouya just gave a cold chuckle. "You are so stupid, you know? Can't you see I'm already involved? And I always was. I'm always involved if it's about you, you bastard!"

Mukuro opened his eyes again examining his little Skylark. "You are cute when you are like that, you know?" Kyouya just felt the need to punch Mukuro into the face, but he didn't. This feeling of anger and fear at the same time was too overwhelming. "I will call the emergency. Don't you dare to die on me!" Mukuro shook his head. "It's too late, Kyouya. I suppose…I don't have any strength left."

It was true. Mukuro knew that he wouldn't survive this. The narcotic and the wound were just taking too much of his strength. It was a wonder he was actually still conscious. "Stop being stupid! I know you hate doctors, but they can fix you!" Kyouya said now rather desperate. Mukuro would have liked to touch the boy's cheek comforting him as he always did when there was something Kyouya made angry, but his arms were too heavy.

"Kyouya…you know I will come back." "But it will not be the same! You won't be in this body anymore!" Mukuro smiled inside. Somehow it was lovely how desperately Kyouya was grieving for him and his body. "Make sure it will be fixed." The illusionist said silently.

The raven blinked. "Is this possible?" "We can try…" Silence fell over them when Kyouya seated himself more comfortable onto the floor carefully pulling Mukuro on his lap. "Who did this to you?" Kyouya asked trying to fight his feelings back. He didn't feel like crying but there was still a storm taking place inside of him and his heart ached like it wanted to break.

"You will find out…ask Chrome…I am too tired now." The illusionist truly looked exhausted and his skin was as pale as snow, something Kyouya had never seen on him since he normally had a dark Italian complexion.

"Kyouya?" Mukuro asked for his boyfriend eyes already closed. "I've realized now…" Kyouya gave him a confused look. "What do you know?" "I was wondering…I've died so many times, but I never felt regret. I realized I do…feel it now…but not just regret…also satisfaction…because you are here." The blue haired boy gave a soft smile. "Please wait for me."

Kyouya swallowed trying to keep himself together. "I will." Another time of silence came over them until Kyouya raised his voice again. "Mukuro?" But the blue haired boy didn't answer back and the raven knew that he was gone. It was then when Kyouya realized that Mukurou had gone as well. Of course without its master's flames it couldn't survive either.

The boy bit down on his lip. "You truly are an idiot, Rokudo Mukuro." He said bending down and hugging the lifeless body. "Make sure you'll really come back or I'll bite you to death!" With these words a single tear made its way down Kyouya's cheek dripping into the illusionists blue hair. "I love you."