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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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[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.]

[ Tsuna relaxed, but only slightly. There was that feeling of intimidation around all these taller adults, but he tried to keep up his nerve (and keep his knees from shaking). ]

Then you'll wait then? We should probably figure out...you know, how to get home or something before fighting with each other...maybe.

[ He rubbed the side of his neck, wondering if he was even doing this right...]

I do what I want.

[That was a sweeping address to everyone in the room, but especially Tsuna. Hibari tilts his chin up and stares at Mukuro with narrowed eyes, seemingly considering something; a subtle tensing of his muscles is all the warning anyone gets before he's on the other side of the bed, right in front of Mukuro (too close, one might say). He doesn't even acknowledge Chrome, who's standing right next to her master.

And there's not a hint of hesitation before he brings his fist up and punches the illusionist right in the nose, putting all of his rather considerable strength behind the punch - there's a nasty crunch which signifies a definite broken nose, maybe even a broken cheekbone.]

[Time to step in.

Gokudera set his plate on top of the nearest counter, moving swiftly to the Cloud's side. He placed a hand on his shoulder, staring down at the mess he made of the illusionist's face.]

Hold it. [He didn't want the situation to get out of hand especially since the younger Boss was here. Disregarding the fact that he knew violence would break out inevitably, he still had the responsibility to keep it under control as much as he could.] I think you've made your point. This isn't the right time to play catch up though. [pause] At least not in this way. Can't you save it until he's a little less pathetic? [it's the least you could do after ruining dinner]

[She could do nothing to stop Hibari from attacking Mukuro. She couldn't stop the former's fist from connecting with the latter's face. She could only prevent Mukuro from falling due to the impact of the punch and forced him to sit down so that she could tend to the fractured nose.]

This is enough for now, [Chrome briefly glanced at the assailant as she took out a cloth to dab at the blood on Mukuro's face.] don't you think so, Cloud Man?

[Mukuro took ragged breaths through his mouth and spat out blood that had made its way in. His eyes were watering as Chrome dabbed carefully at and around the broken bone, he wincing if she pressed a little too hard. And still he said nothing.

He did push Chrome away though, once he'd had enough, and tried to use his own strength to stand. Needless to say he failed miserably each time he grasped something to use as leverage, whether it was the wall or the table or the bed.]

[ Tsuna made a noise that was between a small 'hiiie' and a weird scream as he watched what Hibari did. Frowning, he stepped between all of them again. This wasn't going to help them get home. ]

H-Hibari-san, you've done enough. Right now we have to concentrate on getting home and staying there for once, so please just hold off until then. It's not going to do us all any good to...to fight.

[ He sounds frustrated, but he looks a little bit more determined this time ]

[A swift shrug and Gokudera's hand slides off his shoulder cleanly - he didn't need his tonfa for this particular thing. Sawada Tsunayoshi was as delusional as ever if he thought that they'd be able to leave this island anytime soon. He'd been here the longest out of all of them - he knew that it wasn't going to happen without taking down those Rulers first.]

This is not a fight. [And really, it wasn't one, because Mukuro wasn't retaliating (not that he could, in that state of his).] It is a greeting. [Whoever knew that he had a sense of humour? Now, to do the last thing that he'd been planning - Hibari sidesteps the boy (man, this room was getting cramped) and steps towards the illusionist again, ignoring the protests from the others in the room.]

I'm taking Rokudo.

Wait a minute. [clear frown on his face] Where the hell do you think you're taking him? [Nope. He is going to block the Cloud's way now. Or at least as best as he possibly can in this crowded room.] I brought you here because you wanted to see him. Kidnapping wasn't part of the agenda. You had your greeting. Now, it's time for us to go.

[Chrome's focus was directed at Mukuro, who just pushed her away and attempted to get on his feet on his own. She could help him to stand properly, but she didn't do it. All because she felt something displeased him, though she couldn't fathom what it was, and the way Mukuro opted not to rely on her—he could hold on her shoulder when he tried to stand, she wouldn't mind—made her feel... dejected.

When Hibari moved closer to Mukuro, and both Gokudera and Tsuna tried to stop him, she remained sit on the bed but gave him her attention again. No, even though she joined in blocking the ex-prefect, she wouldn't be able to stop Hibari, she knew.]

What for and for how long? Mukuro-sama shouldn't do anything strenuous for the time being.

Put me down, Hibari Kyouya, [he hissed into the Cloud's jacket, kicking his feet just once to make his point. It was somewhat humiliating to be picked up like the sack of potatoes he was and carted away for who knows what treatment at the other Guardian's hands.]

[ Tsuna looked at the others and felt a little powerless, sighing and running a hand through his hair. He thought for a moment before speaking gently ]

Hibari-san, what's going to happen if you take him? He's still weak and it's not going to really change anything? Just leave him here and you guys can fight later...

[Hibari didn't care much for the kicking, but he ignored it, only shifting slightly to compensate for the weight on his shoulder, before he spoke and addressed the rest of the people in the room. If he did accidentally (on purpose) nudge Rokudo's broken nose, then it wasn't his concern. And if the heat radiating off of him is too much for the illusionist, he doesn't care either.]

I'm taking him somewhere I can keep an eye on him. [To keep him out of trouble went unsaid, but it was obvious.] You- [here he directed his stare at Tsuna] -are still afraid of him. And you- [now he stares at Chrome] -are too easily swayed by him. [Back to addressing all of them - he sure is speaking a lot! He's started glowing a little - you might want to stand back and away from him...]

Rokudo needs to go through extensive muscle therapy - I can provide that. [Regardless of whether the illusionist is willing or not, Hibari is going to go through with it.] I know this island better than any of you, and I know exactly how things work here. [He's the one that's been here the longest, after all. The glow brightens, almost becoming too much for human eyes, and he moves towards the window, still carrying Mukuro.]

Suffice to say that you won't be going anywhere anytime soon. [And with that parting shot, his body changes entirely into light and he absconds out of the window with his load, a streak of golden light against the darkness of the night. There's not much anyone can do about Mukuro now.

And, uh, someone might want to put out the fire that's just started at the window.]

[Okay, Gokudera is just going to take a moment to execute a highly appropriate and regrettably resounding facepalm. What the fuck, Hibari. What the fuck. But, considering his question was answered, he guessed he didn't have much to complain about even though he had a feeling life at home wasn't going to be all candies and flowers and rainbows anymore — not that it ever was from the start.

Shaking his head slowly, he released an aggravated sigh before he turned his attention to the more urgent of the two matters at hand.] We should get out of here. [Personally, he had no intentions whatsoever to stop the fire from taking place. It can be called a lash out to the Rulers or maybe he felt a stronger need to chase after the Cloud Guardian right now. Whatever it might be, he aimed to sweep both the Tenth and Chrome off of their feet and carry them out of the burning building in a timely fashion.

What? He just didn't feel the need to discuss the issue further. A Mist Guardian had been kidnapped and he was in the spirit to give the kidnapper a piece of his mind. And, in order to do that particular task, it required that they all leave as quickly as possible. Get it? Got it? Good.]

[For a moment, Chrome just stared at the ablaze window. Not because she suddenly find the flame abnormally attractive or something. It wasn't an appropriate time to ponder, but witnessing Hibari using his denizen ability made her realize that she probably could do it as well. Sweet. She made a mental note to find information about her denizen later.

Then she realized that her feet no longer on the grounds and the sight before her had changed. Turning her head, turned out Gokudera had unceremoniously picked her and Tsuna up, carrying them like sacks of potatoes. She knew that he was trying to rescue them before the whole house get burned down, but... it was uncomfortable.]

Storm Man? I can walk on my own. [Is said after they were far enough from the house.]

[Hibari, of course, ignores the whimper of pain from the prone illusionist. His broken nose distracts him enough that he stops kicking and tries not to blink so that his watering eyes won't betray his agony. He misses most of the Cloud's speech, picking up only piecemeal words that form a confusing jumble in the cotton wool of his brain that is not helped at all by the increasing temperature.

And then...they're off - speeding through the window, out into the open. The world, the island, flashes past too quickly for him to see, and barely a moment later they've stopped at what is presumably Hibari's and Gokudera's house. The journey had taken but a second.

Mukuro retched before he had time to process anything other than his own nausea. Thankfully he hadn't yet eaten, so all that came out was saliva and bile.]

[ Tsuna attempted a wiggle, this was their house, they had to do something! They couldn't just leave the house to burn down, nor let Hibari have his way with Mukuro while he was in that state. He couldn't deny that he still had some apprehension towards Mukuro, but he felt bad for the guy too. ]

Gokudera-san, let me go, we have to put out the fire! Or something...

[And while Gokudera is busy taking care of the burning house and its occupants, Hibari is busy being disgusted by the fact that Mukuro had just vomited on him - he'd deactivated his denizen ability just in time for the bile to hit. Really, that was such a rude thing for Mukuro to do. Especially when Hibari had just saved him from burning to death. 8|

He gets inside the house easily enough, booting open Gokudera's bedroom door and dumping the illusionist on the bed before retreating from the room - to change, presumably, since he comes back a moment later dressed in a loose kinagashi. Hibari props Mukuro up against the pillows before starting his treatment, cleaning off the blood and vomit from the other's face with a damp washcloth that he'd brought in along with a bag of ice and a first aid kit.

That done, he proceeds to set the nose back into place, moving with quick, efficient movements - once it's as straight as before, and he's gotten as much blood and pus out from the nostrils as he can, he packs cotton buds into the nose and holds the bag of ice in place over the swelling area, scowling. He hasn't said one word to the illusionist apart from curt instructions since they got back to the house, his mouth set in a constant frown.

Apparently, he doesn't want to have more contact than is necessary with the despicable man, and it shows - his touch is cool and impersonal, and though his movements are smooth, there's tension humming through his body, restraining himself from attacking Mukuro and ending his miserable life right there and then.]

[NOPE.JPG.

Sorry. There was absolutely no time to discuss anything whatsoever. He was not planning on putting anyone down and he was definitely not planning on stopping his quick stride back home.]

No time. Let the fuckin' house burn.

[Was that his temper peeking out from behind the curtains? It might be. By the time he was done with that little statement, Gokudera was already well into the Navy District. He had a lot of things he wanted to say to Hibari. A lot. And, boy, was he ready to let them whip once he was inside their household again.]

[Sighs. If Tsuna couldn't change Gokudera's decision, then Chrome couldn't do much but to stay still and let the man continue carrying them on his shoulders.

Hopefully they will arrive in Unit Four soon, because this position was incredibly awkward and uncomfortable.]

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