A/N: Firstly, I must say that I'm seriously thankful that 'Guest'-san is a nice reviewer who listened to both Alice-chan and my opinion. You're seriously a nice reviewer! 0V0 At least you listened to our opinions and promised you will stop spamming! Oh… we're not really mad at you, 'Guest'-san… we just want you to listen to our opinion. That's all. Thanks for listening to our opinion. ^v^

Secondly, I notice a seriously not so nice review from a person called 'silentviolinist'.

For silentviolinist:

You know what? You shouldn't post this nonsense review of yours on my story. And can I ask you something? Which chapter (or maybe you haven't finish the anime?) are you on? Yeah, perhaps M.M does warn Chrome in the future to stay away from Mukuro, but does she need to slap her and said Mukuro is hers?! Oh, how aabout like this? We change the situation. You want to warn your friend that the guy she's dating shouldn't be trusted, but are you going to slap her and said her guy is yours?! =.= This is MY story, I can write whatever I want! If you want to read a story about M.M being an 'oh-so-sweet-and-kind-girl' (Hmm… but most of the stories, M.M is just a side bad character as well…), why don't you go and find another fic instead of spamming mine with that stupid, ridiculous review of yours? Hmm~? ^.~ Ah… just to remind you, even with that review of yours, M.M will still be the bitch that she's always is in this story. Oh, and stop being childish. :D Hmm… I wonder how old are you? Perhaps… 5? Or 6? And this review of yours didn't even hurt me in a single pinch. Hah, I'll just delete it later~! :P You cowardly anonymous reviewer! And seriously? Varia the knights in shining armors? Wow… you've some very weird ideas than mine. XD

Sincerely,

The authoress who don't even give a shit about your review

For the rest, enjoy as always. Oh, and if you don't like the way how I wrote about M.M, I'll like to ask you to STOP. READING. DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ IT. And if you want to review just to tell me how M.M is a 'nice' girl, you're probably an idiot who didn't know how to read English or you're particularly blind because I've just typed them in capital letters. ._.


Chapter #5- Tears

"Can you… say my name…?" his mix-matched orbs stared deeply into her shocked violets. Chrome was slightly surprised at the male illusionist sudden seriousness.

"E-eh?" she stuttered dumbly at him. Mukuro chuckled bitterly to himself. "Nothing… it's nothing… I'm just… joking." He muttered softly and walked towards her before caressing her smooth, purple locks.

For once, Chrome didn't flinch at his touch or yelled at him, she was rather enjoying the way his hands caressed her hair lovingly. She felt her face heated up as a faint blush formed on her cheeks.

"Don't you feel….cold?" she asked him, breaking the silence between them. Her reply from the other illusionist was a sneeze.

"Y-you idiot! You could have catch a cold!" the purplenette exclaimed worriedly.

"Here, let me check your temperature!" The purplenette said before bringing her hands up to his forehead without hesitation. However, much to her surprise, Mukuro slapped her hand away just before it could make contact with him.

"Don't… touch me…" he murmured with no emotions reflecting in his mix-matched eyes, though his words were cracked as his skin seemed to become even more pale than before. Chrome was startled a bit at his sudden action but could find no words coming out of her lips as Mukuro's bangs covered his eyes and walking away from her. The purplenette felt a pang of pain in her heart as she followed behind him silently with countless thoughts running through her mind.

'Is he going to be okay…?', 'M-Maybe I should buy some medicine for him on the way?' and many more. But most of all, there's one question that stuck in her head.

'Why… did he want me to say his name?'


Back at the hotel, the purplenette glared at the notepad on the table before sighing in exasperation. Chrome tapped her pen on the note as she cupped her cheek and trying really hard to focus on her work.

"So the first information we found was that they're a quite well known famiglia and that they're professionals in silent assassinations." The purplenette trailed off as she thought back to what the man in the park said.

"And they're also aiming for bossu..." Chrome could feel the pen on her hand cracking from her grip.

'Bossu is the nicest person I've ever known and I'm sure he'd never done anything to them…How dare they try to hurt him! '

The female illusionist was broken off from her thoughts when she heard a loud 'thud' from the shower. She remembered telling the pineapple head to dry himself off and change into some fresh clothes so the only one who could've made that noise was him. The purplenette raised a brow as there was no other sound that came from the washroom. She walked towards the door curiously and took a few moments as she somehow hesitated before knocking on it.

"H-Hey, are you okay in there?" Hearing no response, Chrome took out her trident just in case and kicked the door open. She looked around but the pineapple head was nowhere in sight. Suddenly, there was a light groan coming from the floor near her leg and she switched her sight down to find the illusionist on the ground wearing his bathrobe. His face was red and cold sweat trickled down his face. She hurriedly kneeled down and brought a hand to his forehead.

"Y-You're sick!" The female illusionist blurted out in panic.

The male illusionist slapped her hand away as he tried to stand up weakly with the wall as his support. "I'm fine… there's nothing you should be worried about… it's just a cold…"

He muttered out of characteristically but the illusionist was caught off guard when warm hands cupped his cheeks, locking his mismatched orbs with violets staring intensely at him.

"A cold can be as bad if we don't cure it!" Chrome screamed as his widened in disbelief but what shocked him the most was those violets brimming with tears. She was crying because of him…for him.

"I-I've never seen you look so weak before… and It's all my fault for throwing you into the lake…." The purplenette sobbed as she looked down to avoid his gaze.

"I-I'm so s-sorry…." Hot tears ran down from her purple orbs as she muttered in a barely audible tone, her hands slowly retracting back as her lips quivered. Mukuro stared at her for a few seconds, his eyes seemed to soften as he reached his hand out to brought her head up and rubbing the tears away.

"Don't blame yourself… I know you didn't mean it…" somehow, Chrome felt his words had comforted her a bit. She quickly rubbed her tears away as she nodded and helped him stood properly.


Chrome submerged a piece of clothing into the bowl of water. Feeling the coldness of the water, she withdrew her hand and squeezed the cloth to stop the huge amount of dripping water. Lying beside her is the male illusionist, his eyes closed in a deep sleep.

She wiped his face that was burning red when suddenly her hand stopped on his lip, and she caressed it. His lips were a bit dry, but it looked kissable. She shook her head as a tint of red crept on her cheek and started cleaning his face again.

Once she was done wiping his face, she tossed the piece of cloth into the bowl and was about to stood up when a hand grabbed on her wrist.

"Don't go…" the usually creepy illusionist muttered as he stared at her with sadness shown on his mix-matched orbs. Chrome was a bit surprised, but she obeyed his plead. After all, he is sick and perhaps… he wanted someone to stay by his side…?

"I… have always wanted to see you all these years…" he suddenly murmured again. "There's never been a day where I didn't regret abandoning you… but…I have my reasons…Nagi."

The words made Chrome confused, yet at the same time, furious. She bit her lips, trying not to let the other illusionist notice how angry she was.

"T-then why…?" she stuttered.

"Why did you abandon me… for what reasons…?" Mukuro was silent for a while before letting out a deep sigh.

He confessed in a faint voice before his eyes slowly closed and fall into a peaceful sleep. Chrome just stared at him as she hiccupped. Her purple locks covered her violet eyes as tears threaten to flow down on her pale cheek. She was confused. She was so confused with her mixed emotions right now. Half of her wanted to yell at him for being stupid and giving a completely unreasonable reason, however, the other half of her is saying that maybe….just maybe….

She could give him another chance…

"I-if only you didn't left me behind ten years ago…" she muttered as her gaze fell on the red carpet.

"I-I would have never hated you all these years… I… I didn't want to hate you… I always looked at you as a protective and loving big brother of mine and y-you're someone who had given me a second chance to live… I've always been very grateful to you but… but you… "

Her sentence was cut off by Mukuro's ringing phone. She quickly rubbed her tears away and looked at the sleeping illusionist for the last time before flipping the phone open, thinking it was perhaps from their boss.

However, she was wrong. It was a MMS from Ken and Chikusa.


oooooOOooOOOOoooOoO

Her eyes widened in shock after seeing the message. She was stunned. M.M… she is coming to see him? Memories of being bullied and abused by M.M in the past flashed through her mind. She bit her lips as the grip around Mukuro's phone tightened.

"I… can't believe I almost fall for your trick again…" Chrome murmured out silently as she titled her head to stare at the sleeping illusionist before letting out a bitter chuckle to herself.

"I'm so stupid… and foolish…" The purplenette thought to herself as she gripped the soft fabric of her skirt. Without thinking, she turned on her heel and ran out from the room.

Once she slammed the room's door close, her legs felt like they have turned into jelly as she slid down against the door. The female illusionist wrapped her arms around her legs; her head hung low as she stared at the velvet carpets. She felt a lump stuck in her throat, trying to escape from her mouth.

"W-What…?" Chrome brought her hands up to her cheeks as she felt hot tears streaming down against her pale skin.

"N-No….why…?" The female illusionist muttered as she rubbed the corner of her eyes roughly, hoping for the tears to stop. But the pain that struck her heart hurts more than she thought it would and she—she promised not to cry because of him. So why won't her tears stop?

"Chrome." Suddenly, she heard someone calling her name… the deep and lovingly familiar voice…

She titled her head to look up at the person who had just called her name. Violets met with a pair of furious onyx orbs but then they changed. The onyx eyes looked disappointed, then hurt and in the end, loving.

"Kyo—"she was cut off when the skylark pulled her into his arms, embracing her tightly.

"You promised not to cry, herbivore." The skylark murmured as her eyes welled up in tears again. She gripped on the fabric of his suit and leaned her face on his shoulders.

"I-I'm sorry, Kyoya. I-I didn't mean to…I don't know why but it won't stop and I….I-I hate it." Chrome sobbed as the hold around her only tightened as the cloud guardian gritted his teeth. He knew she worked hard to throw away her weak self in the past. He'd seen her train, changed herself from the shy girl she used to be into a woman respected and even admired by many in the Vongola.

"Chrome." the cloud guardian whispered into her ear, catching the purplenette's attention as she heard her name escaped his lips.

"I did say that you are not allowed to cry…." The skylark said in a low tone, as if thinking through deeply as the purplenette in his arms flinched at the thought that she had disappointed him.

"…..in front of none other than me." Hibari spoke as the purplenette's violets widened.

"B-But you never said tha—" Chrome was cut off as a hand reached up and brought her head to rest at his chest.

"I just did, herbivore." He stated plainly. The female illusionist was stunned for a moment before a soft smile tugged on her lips as she leaned in to the warmth.

"Thank you….Kyoya." She whispered before her eyelids flutter close peacefully.


oOoooOOoooOOOooOOo

Hibari didn't show it on his blank face, but inside he was panicking. Chrome's body was cold and shivering from the lack of blood. What was worse was that as the skylark stroked her back slowly and kindly, the purplenette's heart would not calm down. He winched when she choked out a breath as if she was submerged underwater for a long time. He whispered to her ears, "Forget what she had said and try to sleep…"

Chrome wrung Hibari's shirt and pressed her face closer to his warm body. She squeezed her eye, trying to erase what had just happened to her at Kokuyo land. But whenever she tried, Mukuro will flash through her mind. The stern look on his face that she couldn't recognize, she flinched and her heart raced even faster. She breathed out, "H-Hibari-san..."

He lowered his gaze on the white cement floor. "I've heard it… from the girls…"

"S-she said that M-Mukuro-sama only looked at me as a tool… h-he doesn't want to see me…" The illusionist's hands squeezed his shirt so hard until her knuckles seemed to turned white. Suddenly, her violet eye widened and her rage diminished to fear, "S-stop… n-no…! D-don't kick me! Don't hit me! Stop… STOP!"

"Chrome!" The skylark yelled the girl by her name for the first time; his onyx eyes flashed an unusual worried expression.

"Stop thinking about them, if that pineapple herbivore ever dares to leave you…" Hibari growled out dangerously but his tone softened as he gaze at the purplenette quivering in his arms "…I'll be his replacement for you so don't be scared anymore…."

The purplenette produced another wet cough and shifted her body a little to lean her burning head against the prefect's shoulder. Her head was throbbing and every pulse felt like a loud gunshot blasting into her head. Hibari, on the other hand, sighed quietly in relief; the blood was returning to Chrome's face again. The raven head pulled himself off from her gently as he set a chair next to the hospital bed. He sat down and caressed her purple locks gently.

By now he was here, he would stay by her side and protect her. He would keep her safe. Nobody is going to harm her as long as he is there, no one.

oOoooOOoooOOOooOOo

The skylark rubbed her back gently, hoping it would at least calm her down to sleep. He sighed as the female illusionist seemed to loosen up and soft breathing escaped her lips as her face looked ever so peaceful. One of his hands gripped tightly around his tonfa, he had the urge to kill the damn pineapple head. No, he wasn't mad that Chrome had lied to him and went on a mission with that herbivore. He was mad that Mukuro had made Chrome cry. He will bite him to death… no matter what reasons the male illusionist might come out with.

-To be continued-

E/N: Ah~ :3 The battle is slowly coming forward… (Hehe, seriously? I don't think Tsuna will forgive those guys for kidnapping his fiancée and Haru) and… a skylark vs pineapple fight is coming soon too… ^v^ Stay forward for the next chapter! ;D

~PLEASE READ IT!~ (REQUEST!)

Neko-chan: E-eto… readers, I've something I sort of wished you guys can do for me… =,="

Reborn: If you want to say something like 'More reviews!' then better shut up.

Neko-chan: N-no! I'm very happy with the current reviews I've got except the anon that make me so mad! What I want to say is… uh… anyone interest in making this story into a doujinshi?

Alice: Vivian… I thought you can't draw…Oh and btw, I can draw a perfect—stickman…so yeah. ;_;

Neko-chan: H-hey! That's not what I mean. But yeah… that's true… *emo, emo* I can't even draw Mukuro except his pineapple head…

Reborn: *kick me on the head* Stop whining, dame-author

Neko-chan: Reborn! D: So mean as ever… :(

Alice: Yeah, Reborn! Go and bully Tsuna or something! T^T

Reborn: You have nothing to say then we're going to end this chapter now. Oh and I already did in other fics *smirk evilly*

Alice: *shiver* poor Tsuna… ;A;

Neko-chan: H-hey, wait! I haven't said anything! 0Д0" Uh… okay, actually I was wondering if anyone of you is a good artist? If you are then….can you help us to make this story into a doujinshi?

Alice: W-What! Seriously? Making this story into a doujinshi? O_o

Neko-chan: I was just kinda jealous that some of the authors have their stories drawn into a doujin. I want one too… So… minna, if anyone of you will be willing to draw it, PLEASE, pm me to let me know and we'll be very, very grateful to you! That's all, ja ne! ^.^/