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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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[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.]

Chrome?!

[Gokudera did not know she was here. Oh, no he didn't. And, boy, is he glad to see her. Finally, someone in his timeline who wasn't difficult to deal with. But let's skip the reunion feels for now since there are more urgent matters to attend to.]

No, we've already ate. [gives her a small smile, gesturing to the plate of spaghetti in his hand] We're just here to pay Mukuro a visit. [pause] Ah, [sweatdrop] does the younger Boss know you're living here too?

[The attempt to stall failed. Hibari was eager to meet Mukuro, she noticed, and she believed that his patience bar will run out if she tried another attempt. She didn't have much choice.]

Yes, I spoke to Boss earlier. [She set down two bowls of soup on the dining table, for her and Tsuna, then left the kitchen while carrying another bowl on a tray. Once she stopped in front of Mukuro's room, Chrome pushed the door open to allow the two guests to enter.]

Mukuro-sama is in no condition to fight, so please don't hurt him too much.

[She doubted that Hibari would comply so easily, but if he went too far, Gokudera and Tsuna would be able to stop him... right?]

[Mukuro had heard the voices outside and immediately identified who they were. Sighing quietly to himself, he closed his eyes and mentally prepared himself for what he was sure would come. He'd seen the display of raw power that Hibari had broadcast over the communicators and knew that there was nothing he could do to stop the man from throttling him in his bed. It was karma come to bite him after ten years of baiting.

I would've at least liked to eat before I died, he lamented to himself as he feigned sleep. He listened as Chrome tried to stall then dissuade the Cloud Guardian from his course, but it was all pointless, of course. The best he could hope for was that Hibari would see just how weak he was and maybe get it over and done with quickly.

...Oh, who was he kidding. That wasn't ever going to happen.]

[Really, he hadn't been exactly expecting Rokudo to be completely healthy - hell, he'd actually been expecting to see the illusionist lying limply on his bed and... not moving.

It didn't really make the reality any less surprising, though. The image that was presented to him was one that was so far from what he'd seen of the elusive illusionist, it was slightly discomforting. There was no sign of the customary smirk he was used to seeing, on the rare occasions in which the man took over Dokuro's body and bothered to visit the Vongola; almost ten years in a tank had done this to the man he hated the most.

The tonfa in his hands disappear as he approaches the bed, narrowed eyes staring down at Rokudo - he was sleeping, was he? Well, he'd get a rude wake up call - Hibari was not going to use his tonfa on this pathetic excuse of a man, though. That would be wasting his time. And besides, he'd said that he wasn't going to kill Rokudo straightaway (he rather thought that one hit would probably kill the illusionist, there and then.)

So he doesn't greet Mukuro with a tonfa to the face.

Instead, he reaches down and simply... flips the mattress over, flinging the illusionist onto the floor beside the bed. And if the mattress landed on top of him - well, that's not his concern. All without saying a word.]

[Welp.

Here was the moment of truth. Gokudera allowed the two Guardians to enter the room before him, deciding to lean against the door jamb for the time being. If it got too out of hand, he'd step in and stop it from spiralling into chaos. But, until then, he was perfectly content with watching the spectacle from afar.

And he wasn't disappointed too. Hibari flipping Mukuro right out of bed was entertaining as all hell. It must had hurt like shit for the illusionist though, given his current state. Oh well. It could have been worse.]

[Chrome was having a hard time suppressing her urge to laugh. What happened just now was unexpectedly funny. She would've never guessed that Hibari would use that kind of attack on Mukuro. And if she didn't know him well enough, she would've think that the Cloud Man was joking.

That aside, Chrome had put the tray down on the nightstand, fortunately, so she immediately went to Mukuro's side, pushing mattress off of the man and helping him to get up.]

[A sharp cry had come from him once his body hit the floor. Then had come the mattress, suffocating, pressing down on his weak, frail body while he made an ineffectual attempt to kick. Tears came unbidden to his eyes as he struggled not to make further noise from the throbbing pain threading to his mind from his knees, his elbows, and the impact of his body against the floor itself. Reality had never hurt so much before.

When dear, sweet Chrome came over to lift up the mattress (she was laughing at him!), he bit back a whimper of relief. He wasn't sure whether he would have preferred the tonfa or his current situation, but either way he was hurting enough that he could barely speak. There would be bruises aplenty if he were to look, he knew.

With Chrome's help, he staggered to his feet and wobbled precariously even then as he stared sullenly at the cause of his sudden upending.]

Get it over and done with then, Hibari Kyouya.

[ Tsuna had heard the noise and voices of all the other, older adults in this house. He was hoping that maybe it was just them talking about the current situation, but when he heard something collapse to the floor, he knew that it wasn't going to be a good situation. Hurrying out of his room and in a toga that was much too big for him, he looks to the group in Mukuro's room.

He speaks up as he rushes in to stand between the two, not thinking for a moment and also knowing from previous conversations that the other was still weak. The only reason he could be less scared in more sympathetic is he could still remember the memories of the tube that he personally felt during the Battle for the Vongola Rings....

Either way, he realized right then he was standing between two people who were probably much more powerful them him even without their boxes, and so Tsuna swallowed hard and spoke: ]

W...Wait, Hibari-san! [ He stood up in front of the other and looked at him. Tsuna was a lot smaller then all this adults, and he personally felt not as strong (and he knew this was fact when it came to Hibari), but given that the odds were a little stacked, he didn't want anyone to get hurt....

Now that he was trying to fix it, Tsuna didn't know what to do. What would Reborn say? ]

Just wait. He's...he's weak since those Rulers pulled him from that place, so what good would it do to fight him? [ Yeah, that sounded about right, now if he could only get that wavering out of his voice, it may just work....]

[Hibari is just about to move towards Mukuro and do terrible, horrible things to him, until the younger Sawada bursts in and blocks his way. He's rather annoyed, really - four herbivores within one room was almost too much of a crowd. There's a glint of hidden metal within his sleeves as he 'tsks' and speaks, tone frigid.]

I am not going to fight him, Sawada Tsunayoshi. He is in too pathetic a state for me to consider doing so.

[And it was true - he didn't want to fight Mukuro when the bastard was this weak. Right now, one blow from his tonfa would probably kill the illusionist, and Hibari, though wanting his revenge, was not so hasty as to kill the man when he was this weak. No, he wanted a proper fight with Mukuro, when the illusionist was at his prime.]

Gokudera had stepped out of the way as the younger Tenth rushed in. He had expected him to appear, so everything was falling into place just like he'd expected it to. It was actually going far more smoothly than he'd imagined.]

What do you plan to do then? [Twirling his fork around some of the spaghetti, he lifted it up to his mouth. What? He was hungry. It wasn't like things were out of control yet.]

Throw him out of bed, have a little match of "The Carnivore versus The Sack of Potatoes"? [crosses his ankles, chewing on the pasta slowly] But then what? [arches his brow]

[Chrome didn't know how to react. Should she be relieved that Tsuna showed up and tried to convince Hibari not to hurt Mukuro, or should she be afraid that the Cloud Man might lost his temper now that the room had gotten a wee bit crowded? Should she say something as well, or should she stay quiet because Gokudera and Tsuna had pretty much said everything she wanted to say?

In the end, she decided to remain silent and wait. Mukuro had decided to accept his punishment, after all, so she wouldn't interfere. Yet.]

[Mukuro didn't take kindly to being referred to as a sack of potatoes, but since he wasn't really in a state to argue that point he let it be. Without removing his eyes from Hibari, he shifted his weight so that he could stand on his own two feet rather than rely on Chrome's shoulder. Had their link still been in place, he would have made known his displeasure at her laughing earlier.]

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

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