It's been three days and Mitobe finally woke up, of course he had to explain what happened to the Ninth and his Guardian, his story matched Leo's and Reborn's perfectly so they decided let him off. Mitobe have begun his training with Bouche but his mind was somewhere else, namely a certain Prefect that he confessed to while he was dying. He could easily avoid his problem but look where that got him ten years from now, dead. Mitobe haven't been able to check his phone since it was charging after he found it under his bed this morning so he'll just have to wait for it to charge before calling Tsuna and telling him he's alright. he was sure the brunet would be devastated if he didn't call.

"What's wrong with you today kid? You're slow and you're barely even putting up an effort to cast a single illusion." Croquant ridiculed as he put his hand on his waist reminding the Reporter of a mother scolding her child.

"Sorry...I guess a lot of thing happened in the future, I'm still trying to organize my thoughts." Mitobe confessed looking up to his teacher, the tan man sighed and put a hand on his head massaging his temple.

"Alright kid, here's the deal, illusions take a lot of concentration, that means you can't get distracted understand?" Mitobe nodded and listened for further instruction. "You can't cast illusion considering your mental state right now. So here's your assignment for the week, I want you to meditate and clear your mind, organize your thoughts, find inner piece or what ever you want to call it." The Ninth Guardian of Mist waved him off carelessly as he walked away inside leaving Mitobe alone in on the grassy plain located behind the Vongola mansion.

When his tutor was gone the boy laid down on the grass on his back, he had plenty to think about, Hibari was one of the many problem. Mitobe knew he had to talk about this to the Prefect but he wasn't ready to say something so bold and expect the Prefect to take him seriously. Besides they're on different side of the ocean and confessing over the phone was no way to do it, it simply wasn't proper etiquette, and if he wanted to do something so important he needed to do it face to face. He wanted to confess to Kyoya while looking into his eyes, to be there while to see the expression the Prefect would make to make sure if he would be rejected he would have the honor to hear it.

Three years seemed to be long, but he'll be home during summer and winter break...But was he even ready yet? Mitobe groaned and turned to his side, how desperately did he want to crack open a math book, at least the future was changed, that meant he still had time to confess. Mitobe stopped when he realized that he was making up excuses to delay his confession. How should he do it? It's never too early to start planning, maybe he could confess during a sunset? He did love the color, but the first time he shared anything special with the Prefect was at night when the Skylark fell asleep on him and broke his arm the next day. Maybe he should just blurt it out carelessly and play it off as a joke if he gets rejected. Or should he send Hibari a complicated math problem...Not a chance the Skylark would tear up the paper and throw it away, maybe he just needs to be direct with the older boy, but he simply couldn't find the nerve, it not like he had to do it now, but the thought of confessing left him slightly scared but excited.

Mitobe didn't come back until lunch, he ate in his room since he had urgent things to attend to, such as virtual schooling and checking if his phone was charged yet. He checked the miss calls and text messages, most of them were from Tsuna, Yamamoto and the twins, Mitobe looked through his voice mails first he dialed in his password and listened.

"You have four voice mails."

BEEP

"OI! What's with you! You're in the Vongola and you didn't bother telling us about it?! Mitobe! What the hell man! You know how pissed we are at you, honestly. Why didn't you tell us?! Wait...We didn't tell you we were in the Benedetti either so I guess it's fair...But we should talk about this, ahahaha~ Anway, Call back soon you damn creep it's been boring without you, also Daichi said hello."

Mitobe deleted the message sine he didn't really care but made a note to call them later. He moved on with his next voice mail which he assume was Tsuna since he was the only one who still called Mitobe by his last name with permission.

"Ma-Masato! U-um...are you okay? I mean...I know what happened and all but I just wanted to make sure. You haven't picked up any of my calls so I'd thought I'd leave you a voice male...Hibari told us about what happened when you fended off the Millefiore's forces...I just wanted to tell you we're all safe and have returned to the past. I'm really sorry you had to do that for us, but please don't ever think about pulling something like that...Yamamoto was really shaken by it it would mean a lot if you called..."

"message deleted."

"Hello? Ahahaha~ You didn't pick up last time, just making sure you're okay. I'm glad to know you're still well, your friend Leo told me about your condition. I hope you feel better soon, I wanted to thank you for what you did in the future, but...I...It would mean a lot more...to all of us, if you never do anything like that again...Ahaha, anyway~! I'll see you later."

"message deleted."

"Herbivore. If you dare pull a stunt like you did in the future I guarantee I'll kill you myself."

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"Message saved."

"It's good to see you're feeling better." Leo congratulated the illusionist in training as the two settled down on the grassy field behind the manor.

"Yeah, I've been bombarded with messages and calls lately, but I managed to return them all."

"We have the right to be worried! Honestly, what were you thinking?! A suicide mission?" Leo violently glared at the younger boy who was unfazed by it and continue to twirl a stand of green grass between his thumb and forefinger nonchalantly.

"I can't exactly help now can I? It was the ten years later me. Besides, everyone returned safely to the past now so it doesn't matter." Mitobe shrugged it off, since the memory came back it was more of a vivid dream than an actual experience.

"Do you know how upset people were? Hibari even looked distressed, he was covered in your blood when he told everyone the news, the girls wouldn't stop crying and Yamamoto was blaming himself for not seeing what you were planning!" Leo erupted from his spot on the grass and loomed over the Reporter who was still laying on the ground staring up at the sky above. It mortified the seventeen year old boy that his friend would do something so stupid and simply blow it off like it wasn't substantial, being in the Mafia, Leo knew just how short their life can be, how death could catch up to them the moment they look away and if they weren't careful they could lose their life in an instant.

"Calm yourself. I just don't see why it's so important that everyone is freaking out about okay? Think about it, Tsunayoshi defeated Byakuran and so the future is fixed and happy ending all around, which means I'm probably alive again. You worry too much..."

"That's because you don't worry enough! Mitobe, I understand you might not want to face the fact that you died, but you did, and everyone is worry you'll try to pull the same thing in the future it's just no-"

"Leo."

"What?"

"I'm not going to die, not now, not in ten years, and I a not planning to pull off another suicide mission."

"And how can you be so sure? I'm in the Varia ten years from now, I'm a chore boy, I don't even know the basic of combat skills and I'm in the Varia, how do you suppose that is? You can't tell the future, what happen if you try to do something like that again?!"

I'm not going to die Leo."

"And why is that?"

"Because, it'll make a certain Prefect very sad."

Leo let out a huff of air and laid back down on the grass, he made a chance over at Mitobe who simply smiled back and turn his gaze to the clouds above. A small breeze flowed through the area casting off the smell of Italy, Mitobe have yet to wonder about in this beautiful country so Leo made plans to take him out this weekend and show him around. Since Mitobe have yet to learn Italian or even started, he was given a translator which was very convenient since he didn't have to do anything but type in what he wanted to say, but he's been a bit too dependent on it. Virtual schooling saved time and effort and he didn't have to do anything he didn't want to he finished the the Math course since it was easier for him and he wanted it out of the way. The Reporter didn't miss being in the classroom at all, not when he could listen to music while he work or much on chips and other junk food that isn't healthy for him.

He had two days off from Illusion Training and he honestly couldn't be happier, he was grateful his teacher allowed him sometime to sort out his thoughts, it was a tremendous help. While he wasn't sure Hibari felt the same way about him he was more than happy to know the Skylark considered him a friend, even if the older boy refuse to say it aloud. Hearing his name was one of the more memorable moment, but the next time Kyoya says it Mitobe want it to be when he's not dying in the others arm (not that he minded). He was high strung about confessing but he certainly did not mind, even if he was rejected, maybe Hibari would even feel the same way, although the chances are highly unlikely.

When they returned to the past everything returned to it's humdrum pace, the dangerous Carnivore was stalking his territory cleaning the waste and filth that gathered up during his short break away. There was something plaguing his mind, or rather someone by the name of Stalker Dog. The Prefect himself have been sorting out his feelings, he didn't feel any romance as far, but rather a mutual agreement, true that he did not mind being around the fourteen year old Reporter, but he also did not like the idea of being tied down because of this thing people referred to as love. The only thing precious to him was Namimori, or so he thought, remembering the dying moment of the Herbivore he knew so well he remembered the feeling of uselessness. No matter how many enemy he took down, no matter how powerful he may get, Mitobe was never going to return to him.

Did it scare him? It shocked him, the thought never occur to him that one day the Mutt would permanently be out of his reach. The boy was just always on his heal cheering him on from behind, Mitobe had a long way to go if he was planning for Hibari to even acknowledge him as a worthy opponent. Kyoya knew exactly what the smaller boy was trying to do and that was rid the Skylark of his loneliness, but Hibari never requested it yet it felt good to know someone cared enough to do so. Growing up alone with only his elderly grandparents wasn't much of a childhood. His parents were too busy working to even come home for the holidays and his grandparents didn't talk much. They were strict and they educated Hibari in the old ways, other children often picked on him since since he use to have a feminine face, Hibari knew the true joy of power when people started to avoid him completely. Ever since he told himself he didn't need them and that he was fine by himself, he knew people talked behind his back, called him names and picked fight claiming to be him only to leave him to clean up their mess for them. Many people respected Hibari, some even older than he was, but they did so out of fear and respect, Kusakabe while still loyal was nervous around his short tempered boss. The only person to completely over come fear of the Prefect was the Dog himself, to look at the most powerful man in Namimori and still sit down and have lunch with him while cracking embarrassing jokes not minding at all that he was sitting next to the person who could snap his neck without a second thought.

Hibari stood on the roof top leaning casually against the fence crossing his arms on top of it. It was one of the more peaceful days, all the Herbivores have returned home and once again the Prefect found himself alone with out an annoying midget who smelled like female perfume next to him, everything reverted back to it's original state before he met the Mutt. Everyone stayed away from him and his scheduled was stuck in a repeat, mundane. A yellow bird by the name of Hibird flew over to it's owner singing the Skylark's name and settled on the Prefect's head.

"Midori tanabiku namimori no, dai naku shou naku nami"

Hibari reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, and looked at the screen, it showed a name he knew too well.

Name:Stalker DogSubject:None
Message:
1 item attached: #

open

The Skylark pressed opened,as suspected Hibari received yet another picture of a sunset. His lips curved into a small smile before closing the phone and putting it back into his pocket. The relationship they had ten years later was rocky and radioactive, but he had a feeling it was going to be okay.

"Try again." The man with multiple ear piercing commanded harshly at his student. Mitobe did as he was told without another word, but he couldn't cast a single illusion correctly, it's been a week since he recovered fully and the only illusion he was able to master was hiding and he was plenty good at that so it wasn't even consider a win.

"You need to concentrate...Focus your flames, get that image in your head. You're duplicating an orange here..." His teacher was getting frustrated, Mitobe could tell he just couldn't do it, it was as if he had no resolve...

"Alright kid. Here's the deal, Reborn may have high expectation for you but to be honest I'm reconsidering this whole thing. So here's what we're going to do I'm going to make you a deal."

Mitobe look over to the man and nodded listening to the tan man's words carefully.

"In five months, your Boss, Sawada Tsunayoshi is going to officially become the tenth Vongola boss. The Ninth here is sending out invites for other allies to meet in Japan, so here's the deal, since I am a guardian I am obliged to go seeing as I have no other choice. But you do, so if your progress improve and I see major change in your skills, I'll take you. How's that?"

Mitobe was still taking in the information, he really wanted to see everyone again and it's not like he had anything to lose so he didn't see what was wrong with making the deal. Mitobe held out his hand, his tutor understood immediately and shook it firmly.

"But should you fail I'm tripling your training."

Should have known it was too good to be true...

Five months, he had to make progress in five months, if it meant being able to see everyone again he could easily do that. Summer was still far away and he wouldn't have time so the Reporter was determined to do just so.

Croquant smirked, so there were some things that could inspire the boy after all, the Mist Guardian left the boy to do his work. There were preparations to be make i order for all their allies to come and witness the Inheritance Ceremony, this involved the literal party planning and gathering of guest, giving them early notice so they can book a flight and clear their schedule.

Mitobe started waking up every morning to work on his illusions, some times he locks his door and a few hours later his excited screaming could be heard down the hall occasionally scaring some of the Maids and fellow Vongola. Bouche lets him do as he wishes as long as he doesn't miss out on the training sessions and attended his virtual school. Croquant have been noticing that the boy was spending more time alone, Leo who was usually seen with the smaller boy admitted that he too have noticed but they saw it as a good thing,the Reporter was getting more and more serious about his studies and training.

In the second week since their deal Mitobe have managed to tackle the duplication technique, while the older man could easily see through it with his trained eyes Mitobe was improving, the oranges were firmer and weren't as see through as they originally were. When he put his mind to it the young boy could do many things, and as his teacher Bouche was tenacious about bringing those abilities out. Masato Mitobe was improving and the tan man quickly learn how to motivate the boy, all he needed was a little motivation and there was no object better than the younger lad's friends. The Mist Guardian was glad to see his loyalty and dedication to the up coming boss, it meant a batter future for the Vongola but his student was too rash and he kept asking if his teacher could sped up the training and give him more advance stuff. Encouraging as that sounded the tan man felt like the boy haven't rest much far and even though he was ecstatic that his pupil was improving well he didn't want to suck the youth away from him.

Being in the Mafia tends to make people grow up faster he would know, having to raise his three siblings alone he had to get a job and later landed on a position of Hitman, when he met Timoteo the man offered him a job which seemed to good to be true but he had to distance himself from his siblings so they wouldn't get hurt. Leo was more than happy to take the younger boy out to the city for a day of exploration, given Mitobe gotten lost a few time and Leo had to hold his hand so he wouldn't go running off every time he saw something different that he wanted to check out.

"Leo! Leo! Where do you want to go next?!" Mitobe tugged on the older boy's jacket eagerly as he held a bag of bitter sweets in his hand.

"That's up to you really~ We could get something to eat at the restaurant not too far away from here, it's almost lunch." Leo replied with a chuckle, he understood the excitement, this was Mitobe's first experience outside of his home country, it's too bad they couldn't go all the way to the Rome but Sicily was just as wonderful. The duo sat down in their seats and Leo helped Mitobe ordered food as they waited they had small talks and Leo asked how Mitobe was dong with his training which he was more than happy to reply. He seemed proud of his accomplishments, which was more than Leo could say about himself.

"I just can't believe it."

"What's so hard to believe? You're going to be in the Varia."

"That could always change."

"But surely there's a reason why."

"I wouldn't know Mitobe, I'm not a killer..."

"But you are a hacker, the Varia may be psychopaths who kill without a second thought but you seem to forget they don't have anyone who's tech savvy. Everyone could use a Hacker."

"I can't kill people that's too cruel."

"You're in the Mafia..."

"We-well...I mean..."

"You're also a mechanic, I remember you getting along well with that Spanner and Shoichi."

"It was nice to talk about stuff like that..."

Mitobe leaned back in his chair and gave Leo a look, the older boy laughed nervously as the waitress placed a basket of garlic bread on the table, the smell invade their senses, Mitobe didn't mind it for once. The smell of Garlic mixed with butter and warm bread was a nice mixture compared to over powering smell of wine that have been floating around the air.

"I'm just saying Leo, if you're good enough to join the Varia you might want to take the chance. Less you want to be a chore boy for the rest of your life."

"Last I recall you hated them."

"I do~ But they did help us in the future. Sure I had run in with Squalo and got hospitalized because of him...but you know...whatever."

"I'm surprised you lived...They're just not my type of crowd."

"You can always deny them, Shamal have."

"Yeah..."

The older male let out an uneasy laugh and sipped on his water leisurely and began digging into his food once the waitress laid it on their table. Mitobe started eating and silence soon fell between the two, the only noise that was there were the sounds of utensils clanking on the plates and the chattering of other people in the back ground. A slight buzz made Mitobe sit up straight instead of hunching over his plate of spaghetti and pulled the mobile device from his pants pocket.

Flipping it open the future Informant made a small squeak before hiding his face in his hands flustered. Leo looked over to the boy who was making a love struck expression, curious on what he received the seventeen year old male asked him "What's wrong?" Mitobe looked over at his guide and smiled showing him the picture that was on his phone, a sunset.

"What about it?"

"It's from Kyoya~"

That was all it took for the chore boy to understand, he knew fully well of the infatuation Mitobe had to the other Japanese boy, he thought it was quite cute, Mitobe would get excited about every text and call he received hoping it was Kyoya, but this was the first time Leo ever saw Mitobe actually getting one. He never did understand the meaning of the sunset to the smaller boy, all he knew was everyday he would drop everything to catch the orb of light disappear from the sky to take a picture and send it to someone. Since Mitobe was never up early enough to see the sunrise with his late night study and illusion training he never bothered to ask, but like the young illusionist he was very sentimental towards things that brought him comfort, this including the ring of his deceased mother. Mitobe began eating his food again with the same dorky smile on his face, Leo wondered why he didn't return the text but left the subject alone not willing to over step his boundaries.

When Mitobe got back to the Vongola manor he went back to training immediately claiming while he had fun he missed may session and new techniques that he wanted to cry. Leo didn't mind of course he had chores to attend to himself the two left each others company for the time being, Bouche wasn't surprised to see his student in the grassy field behind the manor as always trying to cast an illusion. The boy had a good sense of reality and illusion and he was good at hiding, those were two compatible combination but he needed to improve if he was going to last in the real world of Mafia. Bouche was a gentle man, he liked small children they reminded him of his siblings but sometime the Japanese boy was a little too much for his comfort, he boy barged into his room one night asking him to over see a new technique that he mastered, dedication that was one thing he could appreciate but he was an elderly man that needed his rest.

Mitobe's day was split into three parts, weapon training where he would learn about fighting techniques, illusion training, and virtual schooling. Illusion training was by far his favorite it made him feel like he was different from the crowd but his teacher taught him sometime it's better to blend in, especially when being chase or hiding from unwanted eyes. Mitobe managed to master the duplication technique in two weeks, he started out small, trying to copy an orange and moved on to bigger things and eventually himself. Bouche was impressed but he was slightly concerned with his student's flame control, he couldn't freely use his flames, he wastes too much of his Mist Flames one technique and ends up running out before he could fully execute the next skill.

Which lead the tan man to their next task, he made the Japanese boy meditate, at least three hours a day before his illusion training session. So far he was doing a good job focusing his attacked but illusions are not limited to things that existed being an illusionist meant having a good imagination and being able to create things from the mind alone. Illusions had no barrier or limit, it was not trapped by physics or logic, an illusionist can make a four headed fish and no one can deny they saw it unless they saw through the illusion, and because an illusionist can build something from nothing they are only restrained by their lack of imagination.

Mitobe have been working hard for five months, five whole months of emotional trauma but it was worth it, in less then a few hours he'll be able to see all of his friends again, the Ninth Vongola family will be arriving early to help set everything up and since Mitobe is now famous for sneaking food when people aren't looking he is allow to go venture as he wished in Japan. It has almost been half a year and the Illusionist have gotten stronger and much more confident in his skill, but he have also developed a weaker presence which made it harder to spot him out. Mitobe already packed his things and he tucked his lucky switchblade in his pocket excited as ever. They were about to board their plane soon, a private jet since they had weapons and the Vongola had enough money to waste on these very luxurious things that made Mitobe feel like he's rich when he had no more than fifty dollars in his pocket.

The Vongola family and Mitobe were waiting for their flight to come, their luggage have been taken cared of and transported onto the aircraft, all that's left was waiting to be able to board. Mitobe shifted in his seat excitedly making the smell of Vanilla fill the air, his master glanced at him finding his childish behavior both amusing and annoyingly disturbing. Mitobe tucked his switchblade into his pocket where it would safely stay away from sight and since they are the Mafia they won't be checked for dangerous tools. The illusionist tugged on the hem of his sweater pulling it down to his hips, it was the same sweater that was given to him by Hibari the day Reborn decided to shoot him with a dying will bullet to find out his flames. Mitobe simply didn't have the heart to throw it out since it was both comfortable, free, and from the Skylark. It lost his scent long ago and was replaced by vanilla instead but Mitobe still loved it all the same. His skin as always was covered in bandages and bruises that were slowly fading, he begged for Bouche to double his training because he wanted to cover more grounds but ended up over doing it just a bit. Croquant did't go easy on him either, the man seemed a little too eager to beat the information into Mitobe's head but that was how a teacher showed their love right?

The boy pulled out his phone while they boarded the flight Leo sent him a farewell message, even though they already had a very manly hug earlier he appreciated the gesture. The Guardians entered first class and settled down in their seat, each doing their own thing, Mitobe read some stories on his phone after the plan took off and the pilot said it was safe to pull out the technology.

Mitobe went through his photos to find the one he took the first time he and Hibari spent the night together, the sleeping face of the Skylark made the illusionist flustered a bit but he covered his face by turning toward the window. The flight was tiring and long, approximately fourteen hours until they reach Namimori, the thought alone made Mitobe's stomach do flip-flops but that may also be due to the fact he haven't ate since last night.

Japan, his birthplace, his childhood memories were right here on these soils. Down the street, that's where he was forced to join a gang and later got them arrested, that park, that's where he had a case of depression and tried to calculate the the trajectory it would take for him to die by swinging off the kiddy swing. Such good memories.

"Alright, you can go do what ever you want. I don't want you stealing food from the kitchen okay?" Bouche scolded him, his master knew far too well of his habit. He once stole an entire pound of dark chocolate from the kitchen at the Vongola manor, Leo ratted him out and Bouche made him run fifteen laps around the manor to make sure he learned his lesson and from that day he developed an even bigger fear of exercise...

"Undestood sir!" The boy replied mockingly earning himself a punch on his head.

In case you can't tell...Bouche and Mitobe had a very beautiful relationship...

The illusionist made his way into town, the air was fresh as always, the people as kind and generous as ever and the city clean and clear of blemishes. A smile made it's way to his face as Mitobe pulled out his phone and sent Kyoya a text message.

Name: Stalker Dog
Subject: Come find me
Message:
Hello Kyoya~! I have a surprise for you. Come find me.

SENT!

The boy closed his phone and walked down the street whistling a familiar tune as he headed to a special location to wait for the Skylark. Surely the Prefect could guess where he was, there were only two place the two have been to more than anywhere else. Mitobe was happy to be back in Japan, he was nervous and unsure if he'll be able to get a confession out or give it more time and wait until he was sure how the older male felt about him.

When they last saw each other Mitobe was dying and bloody, this time it will be different, this time when they see each other it'll leave a memory to be remembered.

That he was determined of, his stride was confident and joyful as he walked into a convenient store to get some food before heading over to his location.

Hibari's phone rang waking him up from his slumber, he was about to kill who ever sent him a message, but quickly calmed down when he saw the name.

Come find me.

What the heck was that suppose to mean...Unless. The Prefect let out a sneer and picked himself up from his spot, he was already on the roof so there was only one more place where the Herbivore could be. The corner of his lips twitched upward as he made his way down the stairs, so the dog was in town.

He knew the location perfectly, it could only be one place, how ironic of the smaller to pick such a familiar place. Hibari didn't waste time before heading to the park, the sun was almost setting creating an even more ironic situation, he could have sworn Mitobe planned this to the last millisecond which would not surprise the Prefect since he knew perfectly well that Mitobe was a math geek. Upon arriving at the park he felt nervous, less than half a year ago he held that boy in his arms during his dying moment as he confessed his love. How will he react now? Last time he was speechless and he couldn't get anything he really wanted to say out of his mouth, but this was his second chance.

Hibari walked into the park up to the bench that was laid under the tree. There was no one there...did he get the location wrong? Was he too early? Or did the Herbivore play a trick on him when he was really in Italy? Before the Skylark could answer his own questions the scent of Vanilla filled the air. His eyes widen and turned around, standing in front of him was Masato Mitobe, his back facing the sun making the smaller boy look like a silhouette, his hair messy as it always is and styled the same way, he wore Hibari's sweater making the Skylark feel somewhat like an owner, his skin decorated with bandages and and he no longer had glasses.

Hibari's eyes bored into the figure, the scent ,the insulting height, the happy smile and gentle eyes staring back at him. It was no illusion, it wasn't a hallucination, it was Masato Mitobe. Not the twenty four years old Mitobe that he held in his arms as he took his last words, not the bloody Mitobe he saw passed away, not the Mitobe that hated him. It was the one that was loyal to him, the one dedicated to him, the one who had undoubtful love for him.

"Hello, Kyoya."

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA yes I am leaving it there... :D

How does that make you feel! Here it is! I'm sorry you had to wait for the 100th review award thing! BUT! Here's what you get! Them meeting again but I am leaving it here for now~ There are already people asking for them to kiss XD I love torturing you guys~ Anyway! there are two important announcement!

1. HalcyonNight was kind enough to write a tribute to this story, it's about what could happen between Mitobe and Hibari if they did something different,and I would love it if you check it out, I'm sure you'd like it it is also very thoughtful and kind so thank you HalcyonNight, every time I read a new chapter I have to sit down and cry happy tears first.

She also have a Ryohei x male!Oc story so you can check that out too if you'd like and support her~

Mangalover123blue also have a male!Oc story out, apparently I actually inspired them and I sat in my room squealing and rolling on the floor from happiness...

2. I will be taking a break since I will be starting school and I have cosplay stuff I want to do and I haven't done any summer reading yet.

Now~ More stuff regarding the story, we are getting into the inheritance arc, meaning dundundudnnuu! SHIMON! YES! ENMA BABY! Okay so other than that, Mitobe and Hibari are meeting up again, you have to wait for them to kiss...you know who you are~ ;)

No sexy time either you perverts. I'm still not sure if I want to write them having intercourse...*totally not blushing thinking about it*

But there isn't anything much for me to say about this chapter, other than illusion training would be a pain! Also, Mitobe got a picture of the Sunset fro Hibari~ Oooooh~ Now! Thank you everyone for your reviews! They really inspire me to update faster and they encourage me to put some fluff in this chapter~ Now I will answer them!

Jurassicness: Welcome back~! I'm sorry I made you angry...QwQ But I won't be able to update a lot anymore if that helps XD I'm glad you liked his box animals, I put some thoughts into them and I really do love poisonous animals so...you know~ Their defense systems are amazing! It is good hearing from you again, I hope you enjoyed the past chapters and please do remember to relax and take a break :)

Mangalover123blue: I'm sorry you feel sad. Is it Mitobe's fault? I know...he ruins everything.

doylereborn208: He has to die~ It's his job... So...forgive me for hurting your heart. OvO but you get fluff from it so it's okay right~? ;D

HalcyonNight: Hello my darling~! *O* He did confess didn't he~ To bad Hibari didn't get to reply~ So you want kissy kissy time too eh~ All in time my dearest~! I might have the ten years bazooka in here soon, that thing works miracales. AHhh~! Mamaluss! I do love him, he's colorful. He might come back but I'm not sure in the inheritance arc the Varia showed up being all cool and in the Shimon one too! I hope this chapter answered all your questions and it's alright! It gave me some grounds to cover. There's fluff in here too~ OwO This pairing is 50% angst 50% pain and misery! 80xoc is cute might have to try a story like that where someone try to confess to Yamamoto but fails since he doesn't realize it... They do clash but Mitobe is more than happy to give Hibari his love~ XD Oh dear...a fight would start and Mitobe would die. Ryohei is amazing, he's just overall loveable, I do agree with you~ You can talk to him about anything and he'll make you forget about it somehow *O* The boxes were in perfect condition, I didn't know what to buy since they had almost everything from KHR so they gave it to me for free since they thought I was pathetic and sad...(Joking~ They were nice) They also gave me a discount on the ring~ It's a good manga if you want to check it out :) Magi Labyrinth of Magic. I'm glad you're feeling better don't push yourself too much. Ahhh~ Probably after this chapter sorry! I left off at a bad spot too~ O3O Fufufu~ I feel evil...

Pinapple Fairy Queen: I'm so sorry...QwQ I'm glad you liked it~ Mitobe died for you!

Bored411: Aahha...update might be a little slower but I'm sure your review might buy some chapters ehhh~ ;)

Dood: I know...I made a bad mistake, I lost a lot of sleep...OTL But it's fix now! Thanks for telling me! :)Yeah~ Hibari was there for his last moment at least! That means something right? ;D huh huh? I'm pretty sure Yamamoto would be sad if anyone got hurt for his sake, but he'll be okay~ I hope this chapter answered some of your questions. I KNOW RIGHT! WHO NEEDS HIM! I know how you feel~

Xejis:I'm sorry I hurt you, but here's some fluff! that makes up for it right? I'm glad it had an emotion impact, that makes writing so much more fun~ He said his name! HE SAID HIS NAME! Now he needs to do it again. They're meeting again~ wooo~ After half a year! They are finally meeting again! Yay, but how will it turn out? That will happen later! When I update...You are a wonderful creeper my dear! I need t actually start on it rather than talk, but I'll be making the dress this week and her weapons afterward!

OkamiAmmy-chan: Screams with you! Ahaha~ So you want them to kiss too huh~ Since they're meeting now they could! But how about you beg for it~?

Sultan140: Another kissy kissy request~? BEG FOR IT! :D No I'm kidding~ But feel free to beg, all in time my dearest~

Potentialism: Oh~ I do feel ever so loved! Thank you dearest. I will marry you, please take responsibility~ I know ~Isn't it tragic? But I gave you some fluff so that makes up for it right? And they're meeting again! Perfect time to kiss non? Fufufufu, save the sex time for when they're married :I

Thank you for your reviews! this chapter have not been edited,I shall do so later, if you see mistakes point them out~ Chapters might be coming slower so Reviews would make them come faster~ Since I again, have school and cosplay to do as well as clean my room. Thank you for the favorites and a welcome to the new followers and thank you for the those who are still with me!

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