Fanfiction: Master's Hobby (Fran, Mukuro)
Here's a fanfic I made for my creative writing class under Ma'am Sanchez. It's supposedly wholesome (especially for non-readers of Reborn), but I couldn't resist.
I hope it doesn't suck too much. It's been years since I last wrote a fic.
Title: Master's Hobby
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Rating: PG-13?
Characters: Fran, Mukuro, XANXUS, Tsuna, Byakuran
Warning: Innuendos. A lot of 'em.
Summary: Fran wonders where Mukuro might have gotten that strange hobby of his.
Feedback would be greatly appreciated~ ♥
Lately, whenever Fran would see his Master, he would get this terrible ache in certain parts of his body. Particularly in the head. It wasn’t anything serious, though. It actually itched more than it stung, but it was bothersome enough for Fran to complain about.
“Oww, it hurts. Whenever I look at the pineapple head, I remember how much he abused me and-“
Stab.
“Abuse? What are you talking about, little one?” Mukuro smiled.
Stab.
“Master, it seriously hurts…”
His hat, Fran guessed, probably had three new holes. Or maybe six.
Fran really wished his Master would stop it with the stabbing. It reminded him too much of that fake prince. Fran assumed the whole thing had something to do with his Master’s preference for gory themes, but knowing Mukuro, it could be anything. Boredom? Irritation? Love?
“Master sure has a strange taste in hobbies,” Fran concluded.
Whoever he got it from must be a pretty intense guy.
Fran had a number of guesses as to where his Master could’ve picked up, learned or tested the idea. And it involved three people - Sawada Tsunayoshi, XANXUS, and Byakuran.
That midget mafia boss, Sawada Tsunayoshi, was far from a candidate. The only reason Fran remembered him was because his Master liked to talk about him. He was the man whose body his Master desired and the guy who supposedly tamed the darkness in Rokudou Mukuro’s heart. Obviously, he was unlikely to bring about such behavior from his Master. Unless of course, it involved some other kind of impalement. His Master did spend ten years stalking the guy, after all.
The Varia boss, XANXUS, didn’t escape Fran’s suspicions either. The ill-tempered boss was always in a scowl, always complaining, always thrashing around and always calling other people scum. The strange thing was, his Master fancied him, for reasons Fran couldn’t comprehend. Mukuro was one of the few people who would deliberately enter XANXUS’ “close proximity” and try to elicit a different response from him. Miraculously, XANXUS never touched him, either. More than being worried that XANXUS’ violence and swagger had rubbed off on his Master, Fran was more concerned about his Master being done in by him. In more ways than one.
But from all three, Fran’s best bet would be that flower man, Byakuran. He was a man with high ambitions; he wanted to rule anything and everything, not only in this world, but also in all other worlds. He was a sad man who was given unnecessary power. But it may be because of that that Byakuran left such a strong impression on Mukuro. His Master initially approached him for Vongola 10th’s sake, but like Fran feared, Mukuro grew interested in Byakuran, and Byakuran in him. In a sick, twisted kind of way. It would be explainable that his Master was having hostile tendencies due to his anticipation of their reunion or it could be some sort of fetish he developed when he was captive in that man’s room. Fran didn’t want to think, or rather, was afraid to think about it too much.
Well, in the end, whoever his Master got it from, Fran didn’t completely dislike it. If there’s one thing Fran liked about being stabbed, it’s being a part of that special group. That special group worthy of his Master’s attention.
I hope it doesn't suck too much. It's been years since I last wrote a fic.
Title: Master's Hobby
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Rating: PG-13?
Characters: Fran, Mukuro, XANXUS, Tsuna, Byakuran
Warning: Innuendos. A lot of 'em.
Summary: Fran wonders where Mukuro might have gotten that strange hobby of his.
Feedback would be greatly appreciated~ ♥
Lately, whenever Fran would see his Master, he would get this terrible ache in certain parts of his body. Particularly in the head. It wasn’t anything serious, though. It actually itched more than it stung, but it was bothersome enough for Fran to complain about.
“Oww, it hurts. Whenever I look at the pineapple head, I remember how much he abused me and-“
Stab.
“Abuse? What are you talking about, little one?” Mukuro smiled.
Stab.
“Master, it seriously hurts…”
His hat, Fran guessed, probably had three new holes. Or maybe six.
Fran really wished his Master would stop it with the stabbing. It reminded him too much of that fake prince. Fran assumed the whole thing had something to do with his Master’s preference for gory themes, but knowing Mukuro, it could be anything. Boredom? Irritation? Love?
“Master sure has a strange taste in hobbies,” Fran concluded.
Whoever he got it from must be a pretty intense guy.
Fran had a number of guesses as to where his Master could’ve picked up, learned or tested the idea. And it involved three people - Sawada Tsunayoshi, XANXUS, and Byakuran.
That midget mafia boss, Sawada Tsunayoshi, was far from a candidate. The only reason Fran remembered him was because his Master liked to talk about him. He was the man whose body his Master desired and the guy who supposedly tamed the darkness in Rokudou Mukuro’s heart. Obviously, he was unlikely to bring about such behavior from his Master. Unless of course, it involved some other kind of impalement. His Master did spend ten years stalking the guy, after all.
The Varia boss, XANXUS, didn’t escape Fran’s suspicions either. The ill-tempered boss was always in a scowl, always complaining, always thrashing around and always calling other people scum. The strange thing was, his Master fancied him, for reasons Fran couldn’t comprehend. Mukuro was one of the few people who would deliberately enter XANXUS’ “close proximity” and try to elicit a different response from him. Miraculously, XANXUS never touched him, either. More than being worried that XANXUS’ violence and swagger had rubbed off on his Master, Fran was more concerned about his Master being done in by him. In more ways than one.
But from all three, Fran’s best bet would be that flower man, Byakuran. He was a man with high ambitions; he wanted to rule anything and everything, not only in this world, but also in all other worlds. He was a sad man who was given unnecessary power. But it may be because of that that Byakuran left such a strong impression on Mukuro. His Master initially approached him for Vongola 10th’s sake, but like Fran feared, Mukuro grew interested in Byakuran, and Byakuran in him. In a sick, twisted kind of way. It would be explainable that his Master was having hostile tendencies due to his anticipation of their reunion or it could be some sort of fetish he developed when he was captive in that man’s room. Fran didn’t want to think, or rather, was afraid to think about it too much.
Well, in the end, whoever his Master got it from, Fran didn’t completely dislike it. If there’s one thing Fran liked about being stabbed, it’s being a part of that special group. That special group worthy of his Master’s attention.