♛ My Destination. I am arriving, just as I am about to leave

[pineapple_mania]

Characters: Rokudo Mukuro & Anyone
Status: Open
Summary: His First Arrival
Location: The Mirage
Warnings: None.... yet. EDIT: Now there will be sex, probably.  ｂ（￣▽￣）ｄ

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[enjoyedthesun]

In contrast to the other, almost skipping down the hall was a young blonde, a smile on his face and a cheery tune being hummed. Finnian had just finished a work shift, and he was incredibly proud of himself for having done a day of work with almost no foul ups at all!

He's so caught up in his joy that he doesn't see Mukuro until it's much too late, and bumps right into him.

"... ah! Sorry! Sorry!"

[pineapple_mania]

"uoof!!" Mukuro had not expect the human contact, especially not so soon. A few stumbling steps, before he quickly recomposed himself. His eyes traced over the boy in front, processing the appearance and expression, calculating, before a harmless smile quickly curved against his lips.

"It's quite alright." Gentle hum of a soft tenor, as his eyes were ever so kind, "Are you alright?"

[enjoyedthesun]

Finnian was quite relieved he wasn't getting yelled at. He returned the smile with one of his own, scratching the back of his head.

"Oh, yes! I'm perfectly fine! But... sometimes my strength can really hurt people when I run into them! I was worried!"

[pineapple_mania]

It did hurt, where the boy had ran into him. Hurt more than when he first expected it. Strange, since from what he can see; the boy was not particularly... his eyes trailed across the boy's body once more, and took in the strangely guilty expression. //Ahh... I see...//

He pressed a hand against his ribs, and shook his head lightly, "Don't worry, I am alright. You are surprisingly strong though!" He made sure his eyes held no animosity, instead it was almost admiration. Controlled admiration. "That's really amazing."

[darkstrom]

Riku paused as a man stepped into the hallway ahead of him on his way to the elevator. He'd seen all kinds in Vegas, including catboys, but there was something unusual about the man before him.

He smelled a little like Darkness, but not overpoweringly so. Nothing like the monster he'd met. Unconsciously, he tensed as he drew even with him.

[pineapple_mania]

Mukuro raised his eyes he felt the presence of another. His steps slowing as the dim lights caught against streaks of silver hair, and bright emerald eyes. This one was felt strange... like, the children within the labs. Illusions almost too real. Or perhaps...

He smiled lightly as he stepped closer, his steps light, and his expression perfectly gentle, polite, and just a touch of cheerful. "Hello... I assume you also... live here?" Observing every reaction.

[darkstrom]

Riku was tempted to ignore him, continuing his walk, but that might just invite the other to follow him. And he was on his way back to his room.

"...All the newcomers do."

[pineapple_mania]

Mukuro took in the apathetic eyes and a controled voice... //fascinating facades, how interesting.// Bravado are always the most fun to break through. More importantly...

"...New-commers?" His voice sounded ever so confused, as he chuckled lightly, the smile never fading as he tilted his head. It was perfectly honest. "Does that mean you know what this place is? ... It was so strange... I just showing up here. Ahh!" His smile brightened as he held out his hand quickly, "My name is "Sakurai Sho.""

[bielynozhshliub]

Belarus was actually not too far behind the young man when he too entered the Mirage, having had wandered around Vegas for a little self-tour. They were about the same height, though the other was slightly thinner, and had an aura around him that didn't feel entirely normal.

Then again, he had met a ribika, Asato, with his cat-like appendages, so it was no wonder to him if there was anything peculiar about this one. Nonetheless, Belarus ignored him as he made to walk pass him, throwing a glance at him as he did so.

[pineapple_mania]

Mukuro's steps gave a slight pause when he noticed the man stepping closer to him, catching the slight glace before they lowered their eyes. Purposely avoiding him. This entire place was filled with feeling that unsettled him, just like the man.

"Excuse me" He smiled shyly, his cheeks tainting in the perfectly bashful manner just as the man was about to past, "... Do you know where I am?"
Information, observation, and the pieces of a large chest board.

[bielynozhshliub]

The nation had no need to bother with anyone, unless he felt the need to, and vice versa. He did stop when the other spoke up, and he turned towards him, now noticing the different colour of his eyes, and his question. So he was also a new arrival, finding it strange to now be in the opposite situation as he had nearly two weeks ago.

"Vegas." He replied flatly, then after a while, continued. "Do you have a package with you? A letter explaining the situation?"

[pineapple_mania]

He looked confused for a moment and shook his head, "... No, I thought it was some kind of practical joke, so I tossed it away." Pressing a hand against his mouth he looked oh so shocked, "So you mean, what the letter said was true?"
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((I has no "shocked" icons right now ;_; So that will be mah shocked face replacement XD))

[decima_fondo]

Normally Tsuna wouldn't have any reason to go to the Mirage. The hotel wasn't in the best of conditions and the only reason he usually stopped by was to take shelter from the constant rain showers, but today something was different

[pineapple_mania]

It was easy enough to know who it was that came. Oh yes, he felt it. Sawada Tsunayoshi. Questions, questions, and more questions. However, just getting the answers to those questions would not be enough for him any more. No, not at all. Not to mention, did the mafia don even know any of the answers at all?

...Regardless of what it was. The day had already started, and he was here. Back in this inane existence, and worse was the lack of confirmation.

Fade to zero.

However, that in itself, would be a fun game to play.

"Oh~" A small sound of surprise, as his eyes widened in surprise, as he 'accidentally bumped into' the more grown-up version of Tsuna. //So I wasn't the only one after all...//

[decima_fondo]

The bump had not been expected and even as Tsuna takes a little step he doesn't sway much from his stand, honestly surprised by the version of Mukuro that stands before him. Now, he wasn't one that was good at calling illusions and even if he wants to blame this mans appearance on just that, it's far too real.

"... Mukuro." He's been threatened and teased and far worse by Mukuro, but he has no idea what the one before him intends to do or how to treat him. This person before him, is younger, but roughly around the same age as the Don. It's curious. Tsuna has questions as well, but for the time being he'll gauge whether the Rokudo Mukuro in front of him is a legitimate threat or not.

[pineapple_mania]

The pieces were already in motion.
Catching the expression flashing across the boy's eyes, and the strangely familiar manner he held himself. It was easy enough to come to at least a few conclusions. However, now the question is, just how much he knew...

"'Mukuro?'" His eyes blinked in confusion, "... who is that?"

[cerberus_spine]

He was on his way through without a thought, as usual. Vegas was always the same old thing, and no one and nothing was capable of holding Heine's interest for too long.

There were many different and strange smells around, different people always melding in and out of the shadows and scenery. But how was that any different from home? It wasn't. The city he'd been snatched from and this one operated on almost the same strange, self-destructive course. Nothing mattered, and no one die for real. Heine was used to that aspect at least.

He only gave the dark-haired young man that he passed in the hallway a sullen look and curled his lip in a typically dog-like manner.

[pineapple_mania]

Coming around the corner, Mukuro was surprised to see yet there were more people in this dingy place than he originally thought. The puzzle pieces were slowly coming together.

However, something did strike him as he neared this one. The expression across the strange man's face. The pale hair and ruby eyes that looked nothing like Ken, yet the dog-like expression and puppy like mannerisms to display sadness was something too similar for him to ignore.
Stupid, clumsily, idiot that never stopped slobbering after him. Never stopped chasing him.
Until now.

It wasn't him.
... It can't be... because they were not here.
None of them were here.

"Hello." He spoke softly in a comforting tenor as he smiled gently at the man in front of him, "Is something the matter?"

[cerberus_spine]

"No." He said shortly. But it did make him stop in his tracks, hands shoved in his pockets. The smell of cigarette smoke that wasn't his own hung around his hair and leather jacket, and his crimson gaze narrowed in a warning.

"What, do I look like something's the matter?" That halfhearted sneer remained on Heine's face, and something about the young man's eyes were putting him on edge, making the dog's instincts skittish.

He took a half step back, chains on his holstered guns jingling as he did so.

[pineapple_mania]

Mukuro almost laughed. Amusement by being on the receiving end of this particular reaction. It was something he's seen a million times, but to actually have it geared towards himself... that was something different. Some strange resemblance of childhood memories, glazed across his mind.

"Actually, yes you do." He smiled lightly as he held out his hand in an entirely harmless manner to let the boy do as he pleased, "You looked a little sad... My name is 'Sakurai Sho.'"