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Closed: Magical Mafia Mingle Time!

Who: Kyouya Hibari, Hayato Gokudera, Mukuro Rokudo, Chrome Dokuro and Tsunayoshi Sawada
When: October 5th, evening
Where: Unit 4 Navy District, Unit 5 Lilac District, rampaging thrugh the districts
What: Hibari finds out from Gokudera that Mukuro's here. All hell breaks loose.
Warnings: ... Blatant violence from Hibari, Gokudera's potty mouth, flailing, Mukuro being... Mukuro, and Chrome just... trying to calm them all down. Destroyed property, magical mafia, kidnapping - heck, pretty much everything. They are the Mafia, after all.

[At precisely 6pm, Gokudera would find Hibari seated at the small dining table in their kitchen, impatiently checking the time - surprisingly enough, he'd remembered that little conversation from before all the chaos with the Rulers and castle shenanigans, so in customary ~~tsundere~~ Hibari fashion, he'd made soup for dinner. More specifically, tomato soup, garlic bread, and pasta. Which was probably surprising, because where did he get the time to make all that if he'd been out all day, murdering trees?

But that was of no importance. What was important was the presence of the Storm Guardian - and he still hadn't shown up yet. Really, Hibari had only done this because it was convenient - he'd woken up this morning with memories of the events that had gone on after he'd been taken from his world, and it was safe to say that he thought Gokudera would be interested in hearing all about them.]

(ooc: Posting order is Hibari, Gokudera, then probably Chrome, Tsuna, and last of all, Mukuro. Fun times, ahoy!)

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[After all the shit that had happened yesterday, Gokudera had been planning on relaxing for today. It was only right, after all. But, as fortune would have it, the first thing he saw when he left his room was a knife lodged directly into his door. He didn't even need to look at the note to know who the culprit was. Prying it out by the handle, his green hues scanned over the writing on the paper, a frown etched onto his face by the time he was done. Dinner? Really? Talk about being suspicious.

Thus, the rest of his day became one of wariness and preoccupation as he waited for the fated dinner. His only method of keeping himself from finding Hibari before then was taking a long smoke break outside. Not even the rain could keep him from his sweet, soothing nicotine. By the time he'd returned inside, he was perfectly ready to face anything the Cloud Guardian might throw his way.

He arrived at the dinner table a few minutes after six, his hair wet from a quick shower. Plopping unceremoniously down in the seat across from his housemate, he stared at him with all due seriousness for a moment before breaking out into a cocky grin.]

Missed me?

[That question gets a roll of his eyes, because seriously, who would miss Gokudera? The comment wasn't enough to make him bring out his tonfa, but he let the other know that they were there (just a glimpse of metal under his sleeves and a dark smirk), ready for any insolence that the bomber might throw at him.]

No. [Here he waves a careless hand at the food on the table; clearly, he wants Gokudera to start eating. Don't worry, he didn't poison it.]

I have information that you might find interesting.

[Aw, how hurtful. But he pretty much expected that answer. If it had been anything else, he would have been surprised.]

What kind of information? [He raises his brows questioningly as he begins on his dinner. No worries here about being poisoned. Amazing as it sounds, he actually trusts Hibari to some degree. He also doesn't remember offending him recently.] Does it have something to do with your sudden disappearance act again?

It appears that I returned to our world for a short time. Long enough to see the conclusion of the battles against that white snake.

[He stabs at his pasta moodily with the fork, lifting some pieces to his mouth - he wasn't particularly hungry, but it was something to do while he briefed Gokudera on what had happened, back in their world.]

[Okay, that got his attention. The fork stops halfway from his mouth as he instantly zeroes in on him with questions.]

What happened? Are the others okay? Why the hell are you even back?

[He finishes chewing slowly, before scowling at Gokudera, putting the fork back down. If he was holding it for any longer, he might just be tempted to use it to stab the other to death.] Don't interrupt me, Gokudera Hayato.

[He glares at the man, just for long enough so that his point gets across, before continuing.] The younger Sawada killed Byakuran. The Millefiore Famiglia has been dissolved, and the young herbivores sent back to their time. Sawada Tsunayoshi of our time is alive and well, and business continues.

[And he has the task of cleaning up Namimori, sigh.]

[Relief.

Yes, that's what it was. He felt a rush of relief ease away all the tension from his body. A small smile began to etch its way across his feature until he was just full blown grinning. There was nothing to worry about now. At least, nothing urgent or critical to the well-being of the Vongola. He was honestly glad everything was solved and he was actually appreciative of the fact that Hibari returned. If he hadn't, he'd have never known. Well, then again, that also meant he was stuck here all over.]

That's great. [clears his throat] That's really great. [pause] Thanks. [tilts his head slightly] For, ya know, telling me. But, uh, [creases his brows] actually, I've got some news for you too. [sets his own fork down on the table] Now that we're sharing, I guess I kinda have an obligation, don't I?

[He raises one eyebrow at the other man, seeing the visible relaxation of the tense muscles and knowing that the news from their world had been the cause for it.

But something new that Gokudera Hayato had to inform him about? Strange. He decides to fold his arms across his chest and keep staring levelly at Gokudera.] Stop stalling and spit it out. [He has no idea what is coming.]

Well, [lifts a spoonful of the tomato soup to his mouth] the Tenth is here. Younger Tenth. [just going to slowly build up to Mukuro's arrival since he's 100% sure throwing it out there carelessly is not a good idea] Found out he was here yesterday.

I know that already. [He'd talked to the boy earlier today - seems like the Rulers had taken him from the time after they'd changed the future. Suddenly he's not hungry any more.] Anything else?

[guess he really can't postpone it any longer] Mukuro Rokudo is here. I spoke to him in person yesterday as well. Coincidentally. [There goes his dinner. Sigh.]

[So Sawada was here, he already knew that, and--

Wait what.

... Rokudo was here? On this island? He suddenly refocuses on Gokudera with razor-sharp intensity, standing abruptly and leaning over the table toward the other - he hasn't flipped the table yet, which is a good sign, but hey! Depending on what you tell him next...~] Where is he?

[To get one focused Hibari - just add Mukuro.]

[Picking up his plate of spaghetti, Gokudera pushed out from his seat at the table, meeting the man's gaze full on. He had expected his reaction to be a bit more intense than this, but it actually made everything a hell of a lot simpler. Scooping up some of the pasta into his mouth, he chewed on it thoughtfully as he kicked the chair back into place.]

Follow me. I'll take you to him. [pause] If you don't feel the need to do it this way, then you can spend the next few hours rampaging through all the houses in the four separate districts looking for him. [Sorry, bro. He's got to set the rules.]

... Fine. [And he proceeds to push the chair back into place, fetch his keys, and wait at the front door for Gokudera.

Surprised that he's agreeing so amicably? Well, he knows that he would've not listened to the other ten years ago, but hey! He's had ten years to mature into a slightly calmer guy. He just wants to get to Rokudo as soon as possible, so he can make the illusionist bleed. And if going along with the Storm Guardian was going to help him, then so be it.

(He's suddenly so much happier that he's got his tonfa back.)]

[Allowing Hibari to move ahead first, he took a few minutes to finish off his soup before he joined him at the front of the house. The plate of spaghetti was still in his hand since he didn't want to waste perfectly good food ~~unlike a certain tonfa-possessing Cloud Guardian~~.]

So, [starts to make his way towards the Lilac District] there's something you should know about his current condition. [It was better to start reasoning now than later. He doubted he'd be able to convince him entirely, but maybe it'd help to... insert some rationality into his mind.]

[Hey, the food will still be there when they come back. Preferably after he finished biting Rokudo to death. Hibari easily keeps up with the other, the cool steel of his tonfa comforting against his hands - that gives him enough patience to let the other talk.] What about it.

He's more or less a vegetable right now. [forks a few more strands of pasta into his mouth] It looks like the Rulers took him out of his tank, so he can't move for shit at the moment. [glances over at him]

So? [He returns the stare levelly, not seeing why Gokudera had bothered wasting his breath, telling him that - he was planning to thump the illusionist's head against the wall a few times (that was gentle in his opinion), so really, the bomber has no right to tell him to take it easy.]

So I don't want you to kill him. Or injure him. [Well, don't injure him too badly anyway. He seriously doubted he could stop him from completely harming the Mist Guardian.] Nothing too critical. [shakes his head slowly] Ah, what the fuck am I even saying? I just don't want the younger Tenth to freak out too badly. Plus, wouldn't you rather have him at a state where he's actually a challenge? Even a little kid could be a viable threat to him at this point.

I don't follow orders, Gokudera Hayato.

[You know it's already useless to tell him to not do something - he'll do it anyway, just to spite you. His lip curls upward in a slight sneer - the bomber was always harping on about his precious Tenth. It was disgusting to see, really.

But Gokudera has a point. Oh well, Hibari'll just say this:] I will not bite him to death straightaway. [That's as much of a promise you'll get from him. Now, where are they going?]

Call it a request.

[Now, now. He wasn't always harping on about his "precious" Tenth. The younger Tsuna wasn't even technically his Tenth, and let's not even go into that heck of a mess right now.]

Thanks. [slips one of his hand into his pants' pocket] I think. [continues down the wet path as they finally enter into the Lilac District] We're almost there. [has a bad feeling about all of this, but at least he still has his pasta]

[He merely sighs in exasperation and continues following, for all appearances as relaxed as ever, though the grip that he is exerting on his tonfa might say otherwise. His mood's not getting any better with how long it's taking to get to Mukuro.

But when they finally stop in front of a house--]

... [What, this is it? Huh.]

[He glanced over at him oh so casually once they'd reached the correct unit. So, it didn't take a genius to figure out that he noticed it too.

Yes, Hibari. Yes. The Tenth and Mukuro Rokudo are living in the same place together, so please don't cause too big of a fuss. We don't want to alert the entire island now.

The door had been unceremoniously kicked open by him on his recent visit to the illusionist. Reason why it was barely hanging onto its hinges. He easily pushed it open, keeping a wary eye on the Cloud Guardian.]

It's this way. [He didn't want him barging into random rooms (like the younger Boss'). That's why it was certainly the most reasonable option to just continue showing him the rest of the way, yes/yes? Yes.]

[Chrome was in the middle of preparing dinner for Mukuro and Tsuna when she heard the front door creak open. At first she thought it was the wind, but when she turned around, she found Gokudera standing on the doorway, with Hibari right behind him.

Judging from the fact that the Cloud Man had his weapons at the ready, there was only one reason as to why they were here.

Oh how she regretted not locking the door earlier!]

Good evening. Would you like some chicken soup before you speak with Mukuro-sama?

[He's never really cared for Dokuro - she was quiet and knew when to hold her tongue, and that placed her on a rung that ranked 'tolerable' on his echeladder. But he didn't know that she was here as well - two linked Mist users and a younger Sawada Tsunayoshi in the same house...

A recipe for disaster. Oh well, not like he cared. His business was with Rokudo, and Rokudo only.]

No. Where is he? [He's as blunt and to the point as ever, a small scowl adorning his face as he looks around.]

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/stalls 4evar

boring. >:

ilu2 =w=

flips table

reflips table

constaflips table

records this spectacle with his cell

flips soup onto gokun

smells like tomato now

just slightly soupy mmm

no bad hibari bad

you mean good hibari good.

no i meant bad hibari stop dont

I think you spelt 'good' wrong.

No, I am pretty sure I spelt "bad" right.

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Posting order: 1. Hibari 2. Gokudera 3. Chrome 4. whoever comes next 5. whoever comes next after