Chapter 19

Kyouya was just sitting there in the darkness watching the illusion his boyfriend had created as well as the fight that took place in between him and his father. He really wanted to join and he really wanted to support Mukuro in this fight and it sure wasn't like he didn't want to bite his father to death, but it was just not that easy. The fear he had for him was huge and he just couldn't overcome it.

His eyes examined Mukuro when suddenly rocks came out of nowhere, falling from the pitch black sky and he saw his father retreating, but then something strange happened, because Mukuro seemed to hesitate and no new illusion appeared to keep his father at distance.

"What are you doing, you idiot." The raven haired mumbled, watching the scene terrified.

His father started a new attack, but Mukuro didn't do anything.

And then there were cherry blossoms everywhere. Pink blossoms were brightening the dark surrounding and floated through the air. Kyouya blinked and watched the petals in shock.

Then his eyes went back to his boyfriend who was simply standing there giving him a sweet smile, while his father was about to strike.

"You don't believe how much I do hate you right now, you freak." The boy grumbled, giving Mukuro a death glare.

Mukuro of course knew that he was putting himself into a rather dangerous situation. Not because Kyouya would probably hate his guts for the cherry blossoms, but because he didn't protect himself of any attacks at all. Normally he'd never do something like this, because he hated to be dependent on others, but this had to be Kyouya's fight and not his so he had to make the boy fight somehow.

"You better do something know, Kyouya." He said, giving him a sweet smile. And then he realized that Kyouya's father was just in front of him. A short sigh escaped his mouth and he just thought that the Katana would actually slide him into pieces when the weapon was blocked by a silver shining Tonfa. Mukuro chuckled.

"You sure took your time." He said, while Kyouya tried to hit his father with the other Tonfa, but the tall man just jumped back. "You!" He spitted, giving his son a look in disbelief.

The black haired boy stepped back, closer to Mukuro, staying in a defensive position.

"Was this really necessary, you idiot? You want to get killed again? I told you not to start a fight!" Mukuro chuckled.

"But I won't let you stay behind anyway and yet this is something you have to deal with too, so what about we do it together?" Kyouya just bristled with anger although he had to admit he was kind of glad Mukuro had actually woken him up. It was true. He had to deal with this.

"Fine." He just simply stated and Mukuro smirked successfully.

"You will need just one attack, trust me." He said and called for Mukurou, the pearl white mist owl. The owl stayed right above them, flapping its wings and giving a soft hoot. "What about forming some obstacles?" The illusionist proposed. Kyouya just nodded and called for Roll who immediately appeared.

"Roll, Needle Sphere." The raven haired asked. The hedgehog gave an adorable sound, rolling itself up and growing to a giant sphere that immediately started to multiply. Just a second later the dark surrounding was filled with giant needle spheres, hiding both of them from the sight of Kyouya's father, he tried to cut the spheres madly.

"You think you can defeat me with something like this? Stop mocking me, Kyouya! You really are the lowest, not even able to fight like a real man!"

Mukuro touched Kyouya's shoulder. "You know I think it's time to show him, that you actually are more valuable than he thinks." Kyouya didn't repeat anything he just grabbed his Tonfas tighter and he knew he would never even think about attacking his father if it wasn't Mukuro standing behind him.

"I hate you for making me doing this!" The illusionist just chuckled.

"Just follow Mukurou. I will watch your back. And I do love you, too." Kyouya grunted and the blue haired knew that his boyfriend would seriously love to hit him right now, but before that they had to get rid of someone else.

"Mukurou, go ahead!" Mukuro told his fellow that hooted in agreement and started to approach. It pulled an indigo colored mist flame in behind. "Trust me the mist flame will cover you up until the very last moment. Are you ready?"

"Yes." Kyouya answered although he actually wasn't. He didn't feel ready at all, but now he had no other choice.

"I'll give you some speed. Let's do it." Mukuro held his trident in a horizontal position, gripping it with both hands. Kyouya understood. He jumped and when he was about to come down again he felt the metal pole beneath his feet.

Just a second later he felt Mukuro giving him a strong push forward. He almost flew straight after the white owl, covered in the mist flames. The needle spheres immediately made space for both of them and then he saw his father, appearing right in front of him.

Kyouya took a deep breath and lifted his arms to be ready to strike the attack. His Tonfas were already burning in a purple colored flame.

"This time it will be my turn." The black haired man had already faced the white owl approaching him, but since Kyouya was inside the mist flames he didn't notice him. Yet, he tried to hit the owl with his Katana, but in the very last moment Mukurou pulled to the side and avoided the hit of the deadly blade, while Kyouya kept forward.

Just after Mukurou had pulled to the side Kyouya's father noticed the small boy, appearing from the mist flames. He gave him a look in disbelief, but reacted very quickly and pulled his Katana back, to attack his son instead of the owl.

However, he was too late. With one Tonfa Kyouya shoved the blade aside whereas the other one hit his father straight on the chest.

The man flew backwards due to the strength the boy had put into that single strike and landed on his back gasping for air. At the same time the illusion stopped and they all found themselves in the yard again. Kyouya's eyes were stuck on the tall man in front of him. He just couldn't believe what had happened there.

Had he really defeated him for the first time in his live?

Obviously the man couldn't get up anymore and his breath was heavy. Maybe some of his ribs were broken.

"You…what have you done…" The man gasped, trying to control his breath.

Kyouya could feel a hand on his waist, but he still kept his eyes on his father.

"Well, it seems like we've won, right? Not that this is much of a surprise for me." Mukuro chuckled and pulled Kyouya a bit closer. "I hope you still remember your promise, otherwise you might be killed next time." The man glared at the blue haired.

"You…you are the worst! And about you, Kyouya…don't you dare to come back ever again. You're not my son any longer."

"I doubt he wanted to be that any longer anyway." Mukuro responded with a smirk, pulling Kyouya away, but the boy hesitated, still looking at his father. Somehow the view of him gave him something like satisfaction and peace. He would never be suppressed by him any longer; never again.

"Goodbye…father." He said, finally turning away and leaving the yard together with blue haired illusionist, who gave the beaten man another glorious smirk.