just a small town girl, living in a lonely world

Finally, after eons of waiting I bring to you Muraki/Seishirou.

I don't know what this is.
But it's not worksafe.

( Unbreakable )

4 smilypie; because, unexpectedly, I completely failed to write cute!Chrome. akdshfjkadsfkj =/

asdlfjksl, I realised there was a mistake that did bother me even as I wrote it, but it was too late for me to concentrate (and my sleepy brain decided that I fixed it by redoing the ending of the sentence... which wasn't an ending at all D:). So I fix'd it now. In a way. -_-"""

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The boy they had been entrusted with (and this was a total lie – the kid had been shoved upon them), because they were, apparently, the only ones who could handle the 10-year-old with a vengeance on the entire world... Whoever had allowed him to get a katana would regret this, Mukuro thought, dodging around a tree and almost colliding with Hibari. Who, coincidentally, had about as much trouble keeping up with the kid as the illusionist.

"Just like you," Mukuro chuckled, swiping with his trident.

Tonfa shattered a branch in the totally wrong direction. "I'll kill you."

"Kaichū: Ichigen. Die."

fetusforbrunch, here's your Muraki/Bakura. 8D

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He watched the shadows dissipate around the young white-haired man and saw that where there had previously been another man, now lay a game piece. Muraki quirked his eyebrow; this was something new. He did not know of any demons that could do that.
Bakura looked up and cold brown eyes met a single grey one; the other one hidden behind silvery bangs.

"An interesting ability," Muraki remarked.

Bakura sneered and picked up the game piece, flipping it casually in his hand. "I can show you, one more time."

Muraki smiled. He was going to enjoy playing with this one.