ALWAYS I WANT TO BE WITH YOU AND MAKE BELIEVE WITH YOU

[supermistfrog]

Characters: Fran (supermistfrog) and Mukuro (grandtheftbody)

When: August 18th

Where: Abandoned building #234636

Rating: PG-13 for skull smashing

Summary: Fran got the rage. Mukuro got the back of Frau's hand. Obviously this is the best time to go over personal issues with your father figure.

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[grandtheftbody]

After the altercation with Frau, Mukuro had retreated to somewhere where he could lick his wounds a little and recover, since he wasn't quite ready to return to the Varia mansion. He'd chosen this building because it was abandoned, and it was unlikely anyone would find him there - or so he'd thought. He hadn't considered Fran. He wasn't entirely used to being around the boy yet, still finding it strange to have a student older than himself who he only remembered bits and pieces of.

But Fran had come looking for him, and Mukuro wouldn't run from him. That would be silly. He stood, a bit unsteadily, and faced Fran's direction.

"Yes, I'm here. Did you need something?"

There was something different about Fran's voice.

[supermistfrog]

Fran merely stared at Mukuro, fists becoming ever so slightly more clenched. He was acting like it was nothing, like he expected Fran to just be there like a loyal dog. Never mind that Fran had come there of his own will- He believed Master expected it, and that only increased that rage.

But it did not show on his face. Nothing showed. He wore only a blank, distance stare as he walked closer to Mukuro, steps even and precise. Definite.

"Yes. I wanted to speak with you."

No "please". He tilted his head slightly to the side, stare unchanging.

"I was hoping that Master would do that."

[grandtheftbody]

Fran rarely showed much expression on his face, but this was extreme even for him. It was a little unnerving, and after everything that had happened this week, Mukuro was on his guard. He didn't step back when Fran approached him, but he was alert, watching his student. His head still hurt, though, and the rest of his body ached. He certainly wasn't in top condition.

"What do you want to speak with me about? If it's not something ridiculous, I'll talk to you." And, of course, if it was something Mukuro felt like talking about. He didn't think that needed to be said, though. Surely Fran knew.

"Is there something bothering you, little one?" Mukuro assumed it would be about his departure from the mansion. He hadn't wanted to talk about it then, and he didn't particularly want to talk about it now.

[supermistfrog]

He seemed to ignore Mukuro's guard and tenseness as Fran walked towards him, steps evenly spaced. Even through his rage, however, he could see Master was hurt, and a brief flash of satisfaction came across his mind. Mukuro was punished, yes. But not enough, not nearly enough for what he did to Fran.

"Ridiculous? Ahh-- Master, Master. Acting like your opinion is above all else. I hate that kind of person."

It was hard to tell, but his pace did increase ever so slightly. Fran's jaw seemed to be moving, as if he was chewing something.

"Shouldn't it be obvious to the all-knowing, all confining Master what the answer to that question is?"