10 - Mukuro - Part 3

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 When the usual Gorilla came for him, too, Mukuro made sure to search every corner and crevice. Tsuna had to be there, somewhere. His smile was in place, like always, even if his body was sore and exhausted. He wasn't sure he could face another door like the one from mere hours prior. He didn't know how he had overcome that door, actually. Just by shouting? What about the heat? And those flames? They had burnt the figure of his father, but not him. Why–


Tsuna.

Mukuro felt that heat surge in his body. His right eye felt like burning. There were some men sitting in the chairs he had wanted to burn so badly. He could recognize influential Mafiosi and his hatred only grew.

"Calm down, brat."

He only then noticed his smile had fallen and he had started fighting the grip on his arms. He couldn't help it. Tsuna was there. Glasses was there with him. And he had a syringe with a black liquid. No, not that hell.

Mukuro tasted the blood in his mouth before he could think. He rushed to the door that led to the experimenting rooms and counted till three before opening another one. Glasses was surprised to see him there. The boy rushed inside... Someone stopped him. Bruising grips on his shoulders took him out of the room, where Tsuna had been surprised but silent. Scared but firm. Tense but...

"It's ok!"

Those words reached his ears before the Gorilla closed him in his room and strapped him to the bed. His tries to gain back his fleeting freedom were useless. The only thing assuring him Tsuna was fine – for the moment – was Glasses appearing with the syringe still in his hands, still full.

"That's new, it seems to me you need to be treated urgently."

He left it on the nearby table and took another... An azure liquid almost shone through the plastic.

"Last one." He sneered. "Let's see the final results."

Mukuro was sent again in front of a door, no matter how much he hissed and trashed. There it was, an azure surface that almost gave off the feeling of peace. He quickly pushed it open, entering without checking his surroundings. The door disappeared in bubbles. He was in a much different environment this time.

There was no darkness, but a clear sky and lush green grass until the eye could see. A bright sun shed cleansing light all over. Mukuro felt reinvigorated, but focused. He had to get out. The sooner, the better. He didn't know why exactly he felt that anxious, but he couldn't ignore the feeling.

He took a step, then stopped and sat down. He looked up. A whisper had come from the false sky. Here it was, again, and again... Clearer.

"Do you know why you're here?" He could hear after ten tries at understanding the soft-spoken words.

Mukuro narrowed his eyes. "No."

"Do you know where 'here' is?"

"I have a guess."

"Speak."

He swallowed. "Hell."

A chuckle drifted through the air, light as rain. "That is right. Well done."

"Why am I here?" He forced his voice to be steady.

"Because we wanted to test you first."

Then... "The Realms?"

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