By the time Mitobe woke up, he was alone on the bench, the Prefect have already left leaving the Reporter on his own in the park with possible child molester while he was unconscious...Mitobe looked around squinting his eyes slightly as he got use to the natural lighting, he found his glasses folded neatly next to him and rubbed his eyes releasing a yawn before slipping them on. Mitobe fixed his clothes and stretched, the sun was up in the sky and he probably already missed school,he reached into his pocket to find that his phone was still missing, the bag of garbage was also gone, Hibari must have taken it.

The Reporter closed his eyes again taking a seat on the bench slumping down, his scent of Vanilla was gone and replace by the smell of nature...freshly cut grass and dirt...how distasteful. The sound of foot step on the soft grass made Mitobe redirect his attention to the noise.

"Kyoya..." Given, he was still a bit out of it but was he seeing things? The Prefect actually came back for him.

Hibari didn't say anything but sat down next to him and held the bag to the Reporter's face, hitting him in the process. Mitobe took the bag and looked inside, two store brought bento, a bottle of water, and sweetened milk. Mitobe looked over to the Prefect who gave him an annoyed look. Mitobe chuckled a bit and took out the contents giving Hibari his bento and drink before removing his own. To think the great and powerful Hibari Kyoya was bringing him breakfast after he woke up, but why was he so kind all the sudden, not to mention Mitobe haven't done anything remarkable but he's getting rewarded. The dog ran a hand through his messy hair making it even more of a disaster but he did not seem bother as he began to eat his food sluggishly. Hibari looked pristine and well groomed as he always do, his shirt and wool sweater not a wrinkle in sight and his tie neatly placed under the wool sweater. He even had that warm and sweet smell coming off of him, Mitobe hummed an amused chuckle as he put more food into his mouth, Kyoya was much more graceful and elegant holding the chopsticks between his fingers and making sure to pick up enough food to satisfy him but not fall back into the container.

"Kyoya, what time is it?" Mitobe asked with a mouth full of food making the Prefect cringe by his barbaric way of eating.

"Past twelve."

"Oh shit...I missed school.."

"That's not my problem."

"Who's the one who dragged me out here and imprisoned me so I couldn't go home?"

"You could have left anytime you wanted."

"No I couldn't."

"Why is that?"

"You would have murder me for disobeying."

"Are you scare of me?"

"Tch, like hell I am."

"Oh?"

"I've walked beside death, and he wears a wool sweater."

"Mutt...you make no sense."

"I am debating whether I like Mutt or Stalker Dog more."

"Herbivore."

"No, that's not an option, please stop giving me embarrassing nicknames..."

"Stalker Dog, Mutt, Herbivore."

"...Hi..baka..."

"...Say that again I dare you."

"Hibaka."

"Herbivore..."

"Stalker Dog."

Mitobe gave a big smile before laughing at the Prefect who had his food shoved to one side of his mouth making him look like a chipmunk.

"You know I don't mean it." The Reporter swung his feet playfully taking another bite of rice.

"What are we going to do today?" Mitobe questioned.

"I have work, you can go home."

"Ehhh...I'll get killed if they found out I skipped school...For someone who's boss other the Disciplinary committee, you seem to be the reason why I skip half the time..." And by that he means two time, the one where he was avoiding Nori and now.

"Problem from Hiroyuki is none of my business."

"Hmm...I can help you if you want. Paper work or whatever, but I know you force Tetsuya to do them most of the time."

"Herbivore stop spreading rumors."

"Like the one where you wore polka doted panties? I swear that wasn't me."

"What?"

"...Nice weather we're having. How's your training been? Oh my I seem to misplace my phone."

Hibari didn't find his humor, in one quick attack the Prefect had his tonfas out and up against the smaller boy's neck but unlike the other time when the Reporter would obey and let himself be taken down, this time he attacked back, both males had their weapons out, switchblade and tonfa clashed and the civilians exited the park quietly hoping not to catch their attention.

"Hn...You've gotten faster Stalker Dog." How nice, he's using the name Mitobe suggested.

"Ah~ You sound almost impressed."

"You wish." The Prefect brought up his other tonfa to hit the bespectacled boy but he avoided it easily and twisted his body and maneuvered behind the Skylark. Hibari quickly turned around and strike the boy forcefully, Mitobe have gotten faster since they last fought, he's gotten stronger. Neither backed down and their food was forgotten, abandoned on the floor with vermin like ants crawling over it.

Knife and tonfas clashed together in mind blowing attacks, Mitobe was growing tire but it seemed Hibari have barely broken a sweat, Mitobe backed against the tree using it as defense before the Prefect shoved him cruelly against it, a painful cough escaped his throat when the Skylark kicked him in the stomach, that was going to bruise wonderfully later...

"You're still weak..." Hibari sighed in disappointment.

"Well excuse me if I can't stand up to you." Mitobe snarled wiping the blood off his lip, he bit it when he was kicked, at least it wasn't his tongue, that would have been more painful. The boy wiped the blood on his white shirt not caring if it dirtied his clothes, he wasn't going to lick it off like an insane blood thirsty killer. Mitobe closed his switchblade and tucked it back to it's original place before using the tree as support to help him stand up, he lifted his shirt and checked on his new wound, it was already starting to bruise, the flesh was turning an unattractive shade of purple.

"Kyoya...You've gotten a lot stronger..." Mitobe winced and stood up straight trying to forget about it.

"Obviously..."

Mitobe walked back to the bench mumbling something about a waste of food as he past the food that fell to the floor. He puncture a hole in the milk box with the straw and sat down sipping quietly. Hibari sat next to him once more taking a drink of his water, silence filled the air and it masked the dark air from earlier, like the fight never happened.

"Kyoya...Phone." Mitobe reminded.

The Skylark took Mitobe's phone from his pocket and checked the time. It was almost two, at least he got to sleep in today...

"What's the plan for today?"

"I don't suppose you'll leave me alone."

"That's because I like being around you."

A shameless confession hidden behind the interior of a playful joke. Even though Mitobe knew he couldn't help but blush a bit himself, that also didn't help when Hibari turned red too, the Prefect took a chug of water to calm himself before saying anything.

"Herbivore, refrain from saying embarrassing things."

"Haha~ Sorry." He wasn't lying... and Hibari knew that, when the boy lie his eyes would widen a little and shift onto his left feet, the Prefect told himself it was a simple observation and anyone who looked long enough would figure it out, but that would imply that he looked at the boy long enough to know. Hibari didn't see what was so good about him, he was a slug, constantly messy and irritable, and yet Hibari have yet to get rid of him. It's like the sweater theory, there's always that old, ugly, itchy,and lame sweater that you can't throw out no matter what, and no matter how many seasons past you find yourself in it again in winter. Hibari was a lonesome child, ever since he was little, he remembered why he was strong in the first place. To defend himself. When he was but a wee little boy, his parents worked a lot, leaving the boy to live with his kind and elderly grandparents, which is why he's so traditional. He didn't mind of course, but his parents were never around, always working and moving from places to places, and since they never live in the same place for too long, they didn't want to burden their son. They send back money, lots of it, but that didn't help Kyoya from feeling lonely, and over time he got over being lonely, even after his grandparents passed on.

Hibari didn't like people because they were weak and they challenged him when they knew he would win. They use to taunt him call him names, pick on him, so he got stronger, stronger, better, and now he stood above them, his name was known all through out Namimori and no one dare mess with him. He didn't like crowding because it reminded him of hen he was young, the other children would gather around him and taunt him, to this day he never forgot that anger. being alone wasn't so bad, it was better than being in a noising room with no one to fit his interest. However, Masato Mitobe was a particular puzzle that he preferred to leave unsolved, he was a selfish brat who dedicated his time to the Prefect even though he showed him no interest.

There were a lot of things he disliked about the boy, but did he like anything about him? Hibari suppose his dedication was admirable if not idiotic, but he really was like a dog.

The Reporter was cleaning his glasses again, that was never a good sign. Hibari sighed and took them away from him.

"Kyoya? I uh...I kind of need that..."

"Stop getting so nervous about everything Stalker Dog."

"I'm not nervous though..."

"You're lying."

"Am not."

"Are you defying me Herbivore?"

"I would but I value my life."

Hibari closed him eyes and gave the boy a good punch on the head, he slightly regretted it since the previous injuries with the swordsman haven't healed yet, instead of getting annoyed or crying of the pain, the Reporter rubbed his head and laughed it off as a meaningless joke, he didn't know Hibari was aware of his wound, besides it sort of comforted him that the Skylark wasn't worried for his health, that meant he didn't have to worry about getting hurt and being worried over.

Stacks and stacks of paper were placed on the table one by one as Mitobe finished each calculation carefully. He manage to convince Hibari to let him use the school's shower to get clean and the Prefect let him borrow a spare uniform, it bought back good memories from when he was a Namimori student. Hibari was actually doing his own work for once, at least he ones that need his consent and permission. Mitobe had the budget record to help him out in case he needed information and the two worked in silence. The school was rebuilt perfectly with no signs of explosions, but that might be due to the fact there are men in black suits outside, every now and then Mitobe would see the image fade and break before returning to the usual sight. Was he hallucinating? Or was it an illusion? He knew they were real but could tell if he was looking at one or not, there is no way the Cervello can rebuild an entire floor over night. The two worked in silence neither one speaking due to the massive amount of paper work.

After an hour of silence and math, Mitobe was finally finished and placed the papers back in the box correctly base on alphabet. He walked over to Hibari who was still hunched over his table reading over the new proposal from the gardening club. Hibari stared up at the Reporter when he got close to the desk and tiredly asked "What?"

"Ah~ I finished."

"Hn...Good."

"Are you going to Takeshi's fight tonight?"

"No."

"How come? I'd thought you'd like to see white hair in action."

"Then I'll miss out on he surprise when I do get to fight him."

"How typical...~
"Hmm?"

"Nothing nothing...So do I actually get to go home tonight or are you going to kidnap me again?"

"Don't flatter yourself Herbivore..."

"I don't need to, you do a fine job by yourself."

"I find your presence a nuisance and bothersome."

The smile from the Reporter's face fell instantly but he quickly covered it with a laugh and scratched behind his head shyly. "Hahaha~ Sorry, I guess I can't help it. But I should be heading to my mom since...you know, school is almost over." He shifted his weight to his left foot and his eyes widened a bit, not noticeable to normal people, but Kyoya wasn't normal.

"I'll see you...later I guess." Mitobe didn't say anything else but exit the room and closed the door softly after him. The Prefect might have regretted his words just a little bit, did he really hurt the Stalker Dog that much? Hibari pushed the thought away, the Herbivore wasn't worth thinking about he decided as he went back to work. He was a dog...A very annoying irritating dog...Hibari looked out the window, the sky was blue and bright, but the room was cold and stuffy...and it was missing the scent of vanilla.

The Prefect forced himself to focus and returned to his work

Mitobe wondered the streets for the rest of the day, he was more or less heartbroken, did Hibari really mean those things he said? Mitobe couldn't tell anymore, he said it in a serious tone and he didn't even look away when he said it, no he looked Mitobe straight in the eye and said it.

"You're a nuisance...You're bother some...Tch, damn bastard, why the fucking hell do I even like you? Should have set you up with Nori instead..." Mitobe mumbled as he grumpily walk down the streets while kicking a poor innocent rock.

His gaze never left the ground, it was better than showing his pissed off face to everyone. Frustration and sorrow flowed through his mind, he didn't even understand why he even bother to put up with Hibari's shit half the time, what did he get out of it other than pain and bruises, and he was a guy too...Gender wasn't really bothering him, female or male, Hibari was Hibari and something was making him gravitate him to the Prefect.

"Mitobe?" At the sound of his name he looked up to see Yosuke on the other side of the street, the man waved at him excitedly before crossing to the younger boy.

"Hey! What are you doing out? School haven't ended yet, and you're wearing the Namimori school uniform, don't you still go to Hiroyuki?" The older man asked.

"Mmm...yeah stuff happened."

"Come grab a drink with me."

Mitobe took Yosuke's offer and they entered a small coffee shop, Mitobe ordered ice coffee and Yosuke asked for a small cappuccino.

"So, what's bothering you?" Yosuke asked as he leaned on the table interested.

"Nothing."

"Come on now, talk to me. I won't tell your mom."

"I got in a fight."

"Is that how you got those bandages? I can call the c-"

"With a 'friend'."

"Ahhh...I see..."

"I don't think we're friends anymore."

"And why is that?"

"He said I was annoying and irritating."

Yosuke let out a laugh and took a sip of his drink before speaking again.

"You can't let that get you down, that's the same thing your mom said to me when I first confessed."

"He's much much meaner."

"Is it Hibari by any chance?"

"How did yo-"

"I saw you two in the park."

Mitobe's face turned red, how embarrassing...

"Wh-what did you see?"

"Oh nothing~ Just the most dangerous man in Namimori sleeping on a short little boy."

"You insulting my height?"

"No, not at all."

"What's your point?"

"Nothing, I just thought it was cute is all. If he's comfortable to sleep around you that means you're at least friends."

"He said we're not friends."

"People often don't mean everything they say, you're mom said that we would never get together and look at us now."

"Yosuke...it's not like-"

"But you do like him."

"As a friend I suppose."

"See, there you go lying."

"I'm not lying."

"Hahahaha~ Whatever you say. But I can tell, you have the same look I give to your mom."

"Dirty and seductive?"

"Wh-what! I- I meant all lovey-dovy..."

"Calm down I was only joking. But I don't like him like that."

"Nothing is wrong with lik-"

"I don't feel that way okay!?"

Yosuke quiet down and sipped his drink casually. "You must be frustrated, but all great love are."

"I don't, like him."

"Then maybe it's love?"

"Don't be absurd..."

Yosuke smiled at the boy who was flustered as he fumbled around with his drink taking in the bitter taste. The older man stood up and threw his trash away patting the kid on his head. "Cheer up okay? You'll make up eventually, talk to me when you want."

Back and forth, back and forth...Again and again...

Mitobe swung himself on the swing trying to clear his mind, but the only thing running through his mind was Hibari.

"Ahhh...I'm really upset right now..." Mitobe mumbled to himself in a platonic voice.

"What to do...? I always forgive him within a week...How troublesome..."

"Mmmm...Maybe I should forgive him...It's only been about three hours though...I'm pathetic..."

"This is irritating...Having emotions is a paaaaain."

"I wonder what trajectory I have to swing from to be able to fly with enough force to kill me..."

"...Great now I'm thinking of suicide...I blame Kyoya..."

"Fucking jerk."

"Asshole."

"Life ruiner..."

"This is bad for my health...I'm talking to myself...I need an imaginary friend..."

"Ahhh...Someone hold me...I feel lonely...Is that a good thing?"

"...Maybe I'll go to the bookstore and drown myself in mangas again...that always makes me feel better..."

After a one sided conversation with himself the boy hopped off the swing and decided to go to the bookstore, he'll make it in time to see Yamamoto, luckily he won't see Kyoya.

He searched through the manga section finding ones that he haven't read yet, mainly...shoujo mangas, they weren't helping and he burst out crying twice already, the female audience looked at him strangely. His phone rang in his pocket and he picked it up and held it to his ear not bother looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Mitobe? Where are you?"

"Hi Malissa...I'm a bit heartbroken right now, so...I need sometime alone."

"Oh...Alright. Will you be coming home tonight? I'm about to make dinner."

"Ahh...I won't thanks anyway."

"Alright...Will you be okay?"

"I don't think it matters. I'll get over it, bye bye."

Mitobe hung up before she could press any further and slipped it back in his pocket, he pick up another manga, one that wasn't a romance, just plain action and killing...how manly.

Mitobe meet up with the guardians, gloomier than usual. Hibari was on the roof, he saw the Reporter but didn't make an effort to get up from his spot. He was confused...Why did seeing the Reporter so cold annoy him?

Hibari laid back on the water cylinder again looking up at the stars, there was something missing...Was it the smell of vanilla? The warmth of a human body? The annoying voice that keeps talking? Maybe saying he was annoying was too much, even if he slightly liked the attention. Hibari was not going to apologize, he'll just have to wait until the dog apologize. His little tantrum tends to last about a week anyway, he'll be crawling back any day now, he always does. He's the dedicated Stalker Dog, he's the one who stayed with Hibari for two years even after the beating and abuse, surely he'll forgive him for a few small hurtful words right?

Highly unlikely.

Mitobe wasn't going to let Hibari off that easily, stick and stones may break his bones, but words leave psychological wounds that will never heal! Yamamoto's match was a success, thankfully the swordsman got out alive and breathing, Yamamoto was beautiful, his form, his grace, his style of attack, absolutely even tried to save Squalo after their fight, but the white hair man refused and kicked the boy out of the way, saving the baseball player but sacrificed himself in the process. When the news hit that the mist guardians were going to fight, Mitobe was excited the only illusions he ever saw where when the school was being covered up, but he wanted to see it being use in a fight, much like what he heard from Mukuro.

Everyone headed home afterward, Mitobe went to his mother's house and stayed the night, she didn't question it and Misaki slept with his brother, that made him feel slightly better. He'll have to wake up early and go over to Hiroyuki and get his uniform before going to school, troublesome as it is he can't afford to skip another day. The mist battle was tomorrow and Mitobe really wanted to see who the guardian was, maybe someone from Italy, maybe someone from their own town.

School was tedious as always, he had club activity today which took his mind off of a certain Prefect, he also ignored all his teacher's warning and completed his entire math work book, they sent him to the Principle but that didn't help since he was mentally reciting every formula he knew, so they sent him to another class which didn't do anything at all, he even stole a third year's math book and completed it...so they gave up. Daichi took over club activity and after they were done Mitobe headed over to Namimori excited for the Mist fight. Mitobe haven't muttered a single apology to the Prefect yet, it seemed a little too early to forgive the Skylark for what he have said, it sure he can take the abuse, bruises and cuts will heal and they are eventually forgotten, but words tend to stick longer... Mitobe actually felt guilty if not offended, maybe he should have taken Hibari's feelings into considerations more then just trying to be around him so much, he must be suffocating him...People needed space, Mitobe remembered how annoyed he was when Malissa tried to continuously hang around him. He should have been more understanding...

No

Wait

Why the fucking hell was he trying to take all the blame!

Mitobe shook his head and snarled, pushed away his guilt, he refused to be sorry for the things Hibari said to him, after multiple beating, broken bones and a lot of spilled blood he forgave him, but words are the most powerful weapon, and it can not be healed so easily. Sure he misses the Prefect but he demanded at least an apology if not a marriage proposal.

The battle was going to take place in the auditorium and both sides have arrived. The door opened with a loud slam and two males walked in with a girl behind them. One of the male had blond hair with clips holding his bangs up and sharp teeth looking quiet energetic, his companion was a lot more calming and he wore glasses and had a bar code on his cheek. Mitobe's friends looked surprised but the Reporter did not recognized them. Gokudera pulled out his weapons and Tsuna stopped him before yelling out "Rokudo Mukuro" that got Mitobe's interest right away, the first man to beat Hibari Kyoya, the man who brought down the strongest fighter in Namimori, the man who's illusions are acknowledge by even Reborn, the man who escaped from Vindicare.

A laughter filled the air that made Mitobe shudder. "Kufufufufu~ No, my name is Chrome."

A girl walked into the light, she had purple-ish hair that spiked up in the back like a pineapple, an eye patch decorated her right eye and she held a trident. Mitobe had no problem with that, what he did have a problem with was her choice of clothes...Her shirt didn't cover her fully and exposed her stomach, her skirt short and showed her slender legs. Tsuna's group started a commotion about Mukuro again, that only made Mitobe want to meet him more and more, Tsuna calmed them down of course, it's his...job? After his kind words, the girl gave him a kiss on the cheek and thanked him, the blond male with the animal like features and Gokudera freaked out as Tsuna turned red, Mitobe only gave him a thumbs up and commented "Good job Tsunayoshi! You're going to get laid!"

Chrome marched into battle bravely and sprung her trident slamming it into the floor, it cracked and the floor floated up defying gravity, everyone started panicking but for some reason Mitobe was in control of the situation. Mammon jumped from rubble to rubble and attacked Chrome with tentacles that seem to come out from his face and choke her, suddenly she was behind the baby who was strangling a case of basketball.

"Amazing..." Mitobe mumbled.

Mammon unhooked his chain from under his cloak and his frog turned into a snake and ate it's own tail. Mammon took off into the air and suddenly Reborn's and Colonello's pacifier glowed brightly.

Chrome did not back off but stood up to the magical floating baby, she conjured snakes and they strangled the infant, Mammon easily deflected them off him and Chrome taped the wooden floor again, lava exploded in spirals up into the air, the other magician turned them into ice. Mitobe stared in wonder, so this was illusion battle tactics...

The ice crept up on Chrome immobilizing her feet and she fell to the floor, the infant broke her staff and the girl panicked screaming out protest before she began to cough up blood. She fell backward in a painful thud and her stomach caved in surprising everyone. That's when they learned about her illusional organs, which were cast by none other than Mukuro, Mitobe was seriously starting to develop a great thoughts about the man, Mitobe couldn't make a sculpture to save his live, but to make organs from illusions that function properly!

Chrome's body turned to mist as it covered her, Tsuna held his head and mumbled "He's coming..."

"Who? A demon? Satan?!" Mitobe questioned.

"No...Mukuro..."

From the fallen body a new one began to form and a new trident appeared in his hand.

"Mukuro Rokudo..." Mitobe mumbled looking at the man, indigo hair and hetero chromatic eyes.

The fight between the two illusionist were amazing, while Mitobe respected Mammon's power, Mukuro was much more powerful. He can see why Hibari lost, this man was graceful and elegant, all of his attacks were cleverly planned and carefully executed. He was precise, sly, he was interesting.

It was no surprise that Mukuro won, the infant didn't have a chance...

The battle was over and Mitobe might have fanboy a little too much for his health, and everyone noticed and didn't approve of his sudden admiration to the Mist Guardian. The Reporter turned to leave but the infant held him back.

"Ciaossu~! Mitobe, we need to talk."

The Stalker Dog turned around and kneel on the floor turning to the tiny Hitman.

"What is it?"

"You seemed unaffected by the illusions in there..."

"Um...Is something wrong with that?"

"No, nothing, just makes me curious, I might have to boost your training up a bit."

"But I'm not a guardian..."

"After the ring battle than, if my hunches are right, you'll come in handy when Tsuna becomes boss."

"How are you so certain he'll win?"

"Because I'm his tutor, but head home for now. I'll contact you if anything comes up."

If Reborn's intuition was right, then Mitobe might be sensitive to illusions, if that was true, Mitobe will be a useful ally to have, not that he would have a choice. There's also the question of what his flame is, maybe he'll shoot the boy with a Dying Will Bullet first, only when he's ready though, Tsuna would throw a fit if Reborn accidentally kill the Reporter. He'll have to keep an eye on the taller boy though, with his fondness and admiration of Mukuro, the illusionist might take advantage and snatch him right up to make him join him to destroy the Mafia...

I did not edit this yet...but um...I'll fix it tomorrow, I have a birthday party tomorrow so I might not update sorry. YES MUKURO IS FINALLY IN! too bad they didn't interact. It's like...one where I am and I have to wake up tomorrow...Send your reviews, they make this pain worth it, and there's some angst in there too~ Mitobe is taking a stand...woott!

REVIEW TIME~!

Bored411: Haha I think Kyoya would pout and proceed to be a Tsundere while Mukuro teaches Mitobe about illusions~ OvO I hope you like this chapter...I'm sleep deprived...

Xejis: Hi~! I'm glad you like the ending I thought I might be rushing it...I actually love Lambo a lot...~ Hibari is a special boy...He has his way of doing things, but it backed fired this time~ ;D I'm glad you liked the story so far, I hope this chapter was to your expectation. There's angst now~ But it doesn't end here...It gets worst...hehe..heheehe...

PupperPrince:Welcome back~! I do like noncannon~ It takes less time...you know since I don't have to check in on the manga constantly...

Dood: Wahh! I have my own stalker! *suddenly feels special* hehee~ I am not releasing anything about his death, all you need to know is he'll regret not reading all the manga he could~ OwO That's going to add to the angst. I'll give them more time together actually~ But all in time, all in time.

Redthorn13: Well you have fluff and angst in this one~ XD

Halcyonnight:OwO I'm glad you're so supportive. You should always try, you'll get better~! Mitobe isn't important at all~ XD The Varia couldn't care less about him. O3O But yes~ Bel...I do love him so~ They would be rivals TO THE EXTREME! There's angst coming up...and adding to it...hehe...hehehe. Nori would be a fangirl she'll be like " I backed off and you still haven't gotten laid yet?!" Hahahaha~ Mitobe doesn't do well in small spaces...makes him feel shorter.I know I feel so bad, but I do try to update everyday when I can, I tend to go back and edit it later anyway~ I always have fun writing for you guys no worries.

Onepeice202: Really? I think Mitobe would burst out crying and hide. He doesn't like being bullied -v- he's rather pathetic...

Haha: Hi~! I will fix that! I swear! Tomorrow when my brain can think properly it's 1:30 right now...Am...AM. I like taking it slow cause I'm a noob~ O3O

Pineapple Fairy King: Follow your dreams~ I gave you fluff and then angst, that's okay too right? Mitobe is a loser, I hope no one is like him, they must be sad because being Mitobe is suffering...

Alright~! I'm going to get some sleep...Review please~