Lies - Katekyo HItman Reborn - 698618

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Summary: It all began with an attempt to tease, an attempt to prove to the Cloud Guardian of his foolish decision of claiming that worthless woman... but for once, it seems as though the one to be fooled this time is the great illusionist himself. A MukuroHaruHibari fic, 698918 (now with a sister fic! Undercover)

First Katekyo Hitman Reborn Fic! ...though I must have been insane to write something like this when it's my first time... haha, well, I hope you guys like it!

I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

Also, another note. I have not re-read this or had this beta'd by anyone so sorry for any silly, stupid mistakes. I also am actually not that familiar with the world of KHR, hence the AU. I only know bits and pieces of it and I also know this is probably very OOC, but oh well.

AN: Sorry it took so long to write this piece, but to the people who voted that I write something about this couple, here you go and hope you enjoy!

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Lies

HappyFace1886

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Haru glared at the computer in front of her. It was being stubborn and refusing to input the code she had just entered. Okay, so it was an inanimate object that didn’t have any emotions of sort... but it seemed like it since whenever Verde-san was the one to input the code, it would always graciously accept. Whenever she was the one who did it, it’d just flash that annoying red box yelling ‘error’.

She sighed and was about to lean backwards when the back of her head touched something that was definitely not part of the chair. Realizing there was someone leaning over to her from behind, she yelped and scrambled to move. However, a strong warm wrapped itself around her shoulders and kept her still.

“Haru,” a familiar voice murmured, a face nuzzling into her ear.

“H-Huh?” the twenty-four year old woman stammered. She squeaked when his tongue laved over the shell of her ear and she quickly began to push against him. “Stop it! H-Hey-!”

With a long, languid lick that left her ear burning, he decided to indulge her and pull away. She turned around and felt her face flush into a deeper red when she saw him licking his lips. Placing a hand over her reddened ear, Haru turned her glower to him.

Standing tall over her –darn him for his height!-, the Cloud Guardian regarded her with a look of amusement. “Working hard?”

She crossed her arms protectively in front of her. “Of course! Haru is no slouch!”

“That must mean you haven’t taken a break yet,” he whispered, taking a step forward. Haru leaned back, her eyes widening when he placed his hands beside her on top of the table, effectively trapping her. She tilted her head back when he leaned even closer, crying out in surprise when he kissed her throat.

“W-Wait a min-!” she yelled, her hands desperately trying to shove him away. She felt teeth nibbling on her skin and panicked at the realization that that was going to leave a very noticeable mark on her. “Stop it Mukuro-san!”

The heavy body on top of her froze and she almost sighed in relief. Haru resumed pushing against him in hopes of creating some distance between them, but he appeared to have no intention of moving. Instead, he pressed his head against her neck, his muscles tight and tense under his clothes.

“How did you know?” the voice was changing, transforming to the tone of the real speaker. There was no use playing around, feigning ignorance to the accusation, especially since she had even stated a name.

“Don’t insult my intelligence,” she said with an affronted huff. Haru tensed up when she felt his hand wrap around her waist. “Hey-!”

“And don’t insult my own,” he murmured, his breath brushing against her bare skin. It sent shivers down her spine, bad shivers that screamed danger. “Explain.”

“Don’t threaten me!” she snapped back, unwilling to easily give into such a rude man. Haru resumed her struggle against him when his fingers dug into her, warning her of what he intended to do if she continued with her foolishness.

Just like her precious, pathetic lover, he wasn’t bound by the rules of the Decimo. He thrilled in destroying the Vongola’s rules and if it meant damaging one of the Decimo’s precious friends, so be it.

Haru seemed to catch onto the fact that he wasn’t in the most altruistic moods and began to settle down. However, the fierce glare belied her tranquility. “What do you want?”

“What gave away my position?” he inquired once more.

Haru seemed frustrated by the question, clenching and unclenching her hands. She was way too stressed out to deal with this situation rationally. Still, though she hated to admit it, she wasn’t in the position to make demands. Thus, summoning the patience she normally reserved for Gokudera, she spoke in a clipped tone.

“Simple observation.”

“I was behind you.”

She snorted. “After our trip to the future, after realizing just how powerless I was compared to the rest of you... do you really think I’d have just sit around and do nothing? Everyone has their own strengths. I had to find mine.”

“And it is the power of observation?” he inquired lightly.

“...I’d like to think that my abilities are more than that.” She replied tartly, having worked too hard to be so easily dismissed by this man. Haru had studied abroad in the likes of America, Germany, and Italy, gaining a renowned reputation for her computer skills along the way. She had made great contributions to the field and worked hard in order to become useful to the Vongola. “And now, Mukuro-san, I think it’s about time you explain what you’re doing.”

Haru looked down and brown eyes met those chilling heterochromic eyes. Due to how the room was dimly lit, the redness of his right eye seemed to glow brilliantly and powerfully. He was no longer assuming the form of Kyoya Hibari, his trade mark spiked pony tail sticking upward behind his head. He was resting his chin uncomfortably on her collarbone, watching her with a tinge of amusement and irritation.

“Cheeky woman,” he taunted and she bit back a snappy retort. “So there is a brain inside of that empty head of yours.”

“Excuse me?” she nearly shrieked.

“And to think, I had thought I’d be able to taunt the Cloud Guardian of how his woman had been unfaithful.” Mukuro pulled away from her, running a hand through his hair. However, he was still standing much too close for Haru’s comfort. He –who was also quite taller than her- looked down at her with a condescending sneer. “How boring.”

“Well forgive Haru for not being able to provide you with adequate entertainment,” she said sarcastically before waving her hand in a ‘shooing’ motion. “Now if you’re done, please leave. Haru has too much work to deal with a rude, pineapple-headed man with no sense of fashion.”

The biting remarks of observation seemed to strike at Mukuro who narrowed his eyes. “As expected, the vulgarity of the mafia has infected you as well.”

“Don’t you dare compare me to the mafia!” she snapped.

He looked at her in surprise and curiosity by this, the ever present annoying smirk on his face. “You are aware that you’re currently working for the mafia.”

“Tsuna-san and the Vongola aren’t mafia!” Haru said resolutely, glaring vehemently at him. “They have the name mafia attached to them, but they are nothing like those crazy, violent mafia organizations! They are kind people, who defend justice and all that’s good!”

He stared at her, as if he couldn’t believe the words this insane woman was spouting. Was she joking? Was she so stupid about the truths in the world that she couldn’t even open her eyes as to what was right in front of her? “Such a naive way of thinking. They do a few simple good deeds... and you believe that that’s enough to wash away all the evil they have committed?”

“Don’t stick the cruel actions of others with that of innocent people. Tsuna-san is a good person and so are the rest of the people that work for him.” She said firmly, a glint in her eyes telling him that no matter what he said, she wasn’t going to change his mind.

He glared at her, a frightening look especially with those unique eyes of his. However, Haru didn’t lower her stand. The amused smirk was no longer on his face. The way this woman spoke was so audacious and outright ridiculous. Just where was this conclusion coming from? Regardless of what the Decimo did, he was still the leader of an entire organization made up of violence and blood.

This woman knew nothing and yet here she was, preaching nonsense to him.

No wonder the Cloud Guardian chose this woman. She was as irritating as he was.

And yet, though he hated to admit it, she was smart. Having a backbone was well and all, but it was useless with other admirable traits. She had the intellect to back it up and the compassion supported by a fierceness rarely seen by others. Though it had merely been passing glances, Mukuro had actually seen her at work. Firm and yet kind, she stuck by her beliefs and was loyal to the bone.

Kufufufu... how dull...

“This is why you are naïve.” He whispered softly and Haru didn’t like the odd glint in his eyes. She preferred the angry or irritated one. At least she knew what he was thinking then. “Good person he may be right now, but with the passing years, do you still believe he will be the same person you trust? The mafia world is easy to get sucked into... who’s to say that he won’t start committing-.”

“Stop,” she said immediately. “Don’t say such cruel things! Tsuna-san will never change. He himself will never allow himself to change like that... and I will never allow him to change into someone like that!”

Mukuro tilted his head, the playful smile returning. “Then what of your dear Kyoya? Who’s to say that he won’t change? He already has the traits of becoming the perfect member of the mafia family...”

This time Haru returned the smile, making sure that it was a duplicate of his smile. “Those who control the flames of the Mist are tricksters. They love to play with the mind of their preys, making them doubt and lose control... don’t think you’ll fool me about anything!”

“Answer the question.” He said with hooded eyes. “What about you’re precious Kyoya? Would you still stay by his side while knowing of all the things he does? Could you embrace a murderer?”

Haru lifted her chin up stubbornly. Did he think that he could shake her just because he was approaching the topic about the man she loved? How stupid. If anything, she was even more confident when it came to him! “Kyoya will always be Kyoya. He may have some... unique tendencies, but he is still himself. He won’t kill without reason and often times, he won’t kill them at all unless there’s no other option. Kyoya may be blood thirsty, but he’s not a killer...”

“Such indomitable faith you have towards him.” Mukuro stated quietly.

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“We may have our differences... but I didn’t expect you’d stoop so low as to fall for your base emotions.” Dual eyes twinkled with mischief, watching the fleeting emotions on the face of the normally stoic Cloud Guardian. The amusement immediately faded when he saw the smirk on Hibari’s face.

The bloodied tonfa was raised upward, the end pointed towards the Mist Guardian. “I didn’t fall from anything. If anything, I’ve become even greater.”

“Tied down by such a weak woman... what have you possibly achieved?” Mukuro asked with narrowed eyes. Did this man dare believe that he knew something he didn’t?

“Curious?” Hibari mocked before chuckling, walking away while leaving behind an angered master illusionist.

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In the past, Mukuro had never really paid attention to Haru. There was no need to. She wasn’t important and wasn’t a threat to his plans whatsoever.

However, he had greatly miscalculated. Just because she wasn’t flamboyantly noticeable didn’t mean that she wasn’t a possible threat.

It had been happening slowly... he just hadn’t noticed it.

She had so much potential and yet, no one had ever really noticed. A strong-willed woman willing to do anything to help those who held her loyalty. She would constantly try and improve herself for the sake of those she cared about. With a very impressive intellect and wit along with that indomitable will, she was someone surely worthy of having by one’s side.

That explained it all. His attempt to trick her in order to prove to the Cloud Guardian of his stupidity had failed miserably. He had barely started in his little game and yet, had already failed. No, he had failed from the start. It had been utterly pointless trying to trick this shrewd woman.

But...

His movements were abrupt and too quick for Haru to react to. He grabbed her by the shoulders and roughly pulled her forward. Her eyes widened as she fell forward, her hands grabbing the front of his shirt for balance while her lips collided with his.

Mukuro took advantage of her shocked gasp and slipped his tongue past those parted lips, slipping his tongue deep inside of her mouth. Haru’s cries were muffled as his tongue ravaged her mouth, roving eagerly while his hand grasped the back of her neck, tilting her head backwards so that he could spear his tongue even deeper inside of her.

She whimpered, struggling to pull away, but he was much too strong for her. It was impossible for her to simply bite his tongue off for the grip he had on the locks of her hair was tight, warning her that any sudden attacks and he wouldn’t hesitate to hurt her.

As she lay helpless to his ministration, he pushed forward, relishing at the sweetness of her mouth. She tasted so delicious, much more so than he had expected. The force of his movement caused her to fall backwards, her hand reaching back in order to find balance. Her fingers clumsily hit the keyboard, knocking it onto the ground.

This was so wrong!

This wasn’t right!

Though her eyes threatened to tear up, she refused to cry. This was no time to cry! But the feel of his tongue curling around her own... it was as though he was trying to erase each and every last trace of Kyoya from her. Even the taste of his mouth was radically different from Kyoya...

The taste of Kyoya’s mouth had a sharp yet soothing taste, one she could easily drown herself in. However with Mukuro, it was simply exotic. Though she had travelled to many different countries, it was as though he was a world of his own. There was a strong taste to him... something she didn’t want to taste at all...

When he pulled away, she was breathless and angry. Her eyes glimmered with unshed tears, but they had a ferocious glower in them. Despite how her lips were bruised, they were still set in an angry scowl. The mussed appearance she held was so appealing that he was almost tempted to lean forward to steal another kiss, but her guard was stronger this time. There would be a more violent fight if he made another attempt.

With a mocking lick of his lips, Mukuro took a step back. “You are so dull...”

“Excuse me?” Haru shrieked indigently. How dare he kiss her like... like that and then immediately insult her? Just what was he playing at? Was this another attempt to confuse her?

“So dull, but that’s only due to the restrictions placed around you.” He slowly raised his hand towards her and Haru flinched, shrinking away from his touch. Mukuro chuckled and pulled away.

Did this girl not realize her potential? Most likely not due to how she was often outshined by those around her. However the Cloud Guardian had realized... he had noticed her and tried to claim her first.

But it wasn’t too late.

There was still a chance of snatching her away from him.

To take her away from the world of mafias and allow her to grow into the powerful woman she was meant to become, one worthy of standing by his side and destroying the pathetic and violent world of the mafias... She even seemed to hold a great dislike of what the mafia represented. If he toyed around with that idea, then it wasn’t impossible to bring her to his side.

Yes, to have her as his own...

“There are no restrictions on me.” She replied, looking away. And that was sort of true. No one really paid much attention to her. They took from her what they needed and that was it. Sure, there were friends and such, but there was always a tight knit bond they had with others, not with her... it was a miracle in itself that she and Kyoya had become a couple... If anything, Kyoko was close with everyone because she was Tsuna-san’s girlfriend...

Was it wrong to feel a bit bitter about that fact?

How Kyoko, by simply being Tsuna-san’s loved one, was able to rise up in the ranks merely because of that fact while Haru toiled and struggled just to be of some use?

Haru mentally shook her head quickly. This was just another one of Mist games. She loved her friends. She really did! And besides, she had Kyoya. She loved him so much. To protect him and her friends was all that mattered, not whatever it was that Mukuro was talking about.

“The fact that you believe that shows just how boring you are right now,” Mukuro reached upward again and this time, she didn’t move away, too caught up in her own thoughts. It wasn’t until he cupped her cheek, stroking the smooth skin with his thumb, did she realize just how close he was. “But...”

He was leaning closer again and Haru’s breath hitched.

No!

Stay away!

“I’ll break you free... and make you mine.”

He teased her, allowing his breath to mingle heavily with hers. Their heads touched and he allowed her to drink in his presence, to become intoxicated with it so that his words would become trapped in her mind.

At least, that was the plan. Right now, it felt more like he was getting sucked into her presence. Though she had such a petite body, he couldn’t forget what she represented. An unpolished gem... a forgotten caged bird, unloved and un-treasured...

The Vongola was truly stupid for not realizing what they had in their hands.

With her intellect, wit, and daring personality, they could easily advance and grow to the point that they would never have to worry about any competitions in the world. Though the Vongola was already revered and respected, they still did have their share of rebellions and fights... but with her... to create treaties, to create inventions, to create battle strategies...

It was mouth watering of all the possibilities...

The Cloud Guardian was a fool for have tempting him into discovering her...

For now that Mukuro knew about Haru, he wasn’t going to let her go until she was his.

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::owari::

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