Under a Clouded Blue

Summary:

"My ambition in life? To conquer the world because destroying the mafia is so last season and I never got around with it the last time anyway…kufufu."

In which Rokudo Mukuro is reborn into a parallel world and finds himself in the position of every other SI/OC. Did he mention Hibari Kyoya being his younger brother?
To hell with what Sepira's spirit has to say about him making sure everyone –even bloody Byakuran– plays the role they did in his previous life. But if that dead woman promises those imported chocolate bonbons from Kawahira's store– "Sure. Why not?"

Featuring the evil mastermind and guardian angel of the canon!character's fates (the hell?): Rokudo Mukuro/Hibari Kuroo.

DISCLAIMER: Let's put this real simple- I am NOT Amano Akira hence I own nothing! Except the plot and a few characters of course.

WARNINGS: Language? And grammar :'3

1. Re-fucking-born!

Dying was a given. When Rokudo Mukuro breathed his last, he was so sure that Death himself would greet him. Arms wide open with a dramatic speech and all that shit. So when he found himself breathing again and his heart beating, he was confused. Only his confusion didn't last long and he realised soon enough what could have possibly happened.

Nope. He wasn't in Heaven nor was he in Hell.

He had just been –what most people believed to be impossible– "reborn".

The sensation of being birthed to was not at all a pleasant one. A feeling he was sure would stick to his memory for eternity. It was suffocating for a moment and in the next, he was barraged by sudden light that blinded him. The feeling of being unable to breathe hit him soon after. He cursed his infant lungs before the little body he was now trapped in gave in to its predicament and released a cry.

He cringed at the sound that had unwillingly escaped his lips.

Air. He was relieved to be able to breathe. Though familiar with the sensation of breathing, his infant form seemed to find this sensation as new and foreign. Speaking of sensation, the warmth that had cocooned him earlier was gone and he now felt cold. Much to his annoyance, he couldn't seem to control his cries as large hands wrapped him in soft cloth and shifted him.

He did not like the feeling of being helpless. It was something he immediately loathed.

"A healthy baby boy." A voice that sounded so distant declared as he found himself being lowered and placed into a new pair of arms.

He was pleased when his infant body gradually ceased its loud and shrill cries to soft sobs as it found comfort in the warmth this new person radiated. Somehow, he felt safe. And tired too; despite not doing anything much than crying since his entrance into his new life.

A yawn escaped his lips and his eyes slowly shut.

Ugh. Infants.

He didn't know how much time had passed. All he ever did was cry, eat and sleep. His body seemed restricted to carrying out only those activities. But that wasn't what pissed him off. It was his vision. He couldn't see.

No, he wasn't blind. As far as he was aware, newborn infants were not capable of seeing clearly until a certain time in the first few months of their birth. So everything for him was a blur. But he could identify the woman who was now his "mother". She had a certain comforting aura about her and he didn't want to admit it but he found the songs she sang to him, soothing.

There was another presence he learned was his "father". The man did not exhibit his wife's comforting presence but all the same made him feel safe. Strong arms, a firm grip unlike his 'mother's' gentle one and the lingering scent of sandalwood; it was how he identified his 'father'.

Relying on people was something he detested. It made him feel indebted to them. He knew it couldn't be helped though. Afteral, he was just a mere baby.

But that didn't mean he played nice just because he had a debt to repay to his "parents". No. Absolutely not. It would have been very un-Mukuro of him. So he enjoyed giving them sleepless nights whenever he could. Bursting into cries the moment his 'parents' –who would be so sure that he was asleep– retreated to their own beds was the very reason why they sported dark circles under their eyes before he got bored of it.

So much for being an adult.

His 'father' was a busy man, he deduced. Though he had no idea of the man's profession, he was pretty sure his area of work was anything but easy. He could tell from the faint stress lines that were starting to make an appearance on the man's smooth features and from the majority of the time he spent away from home.

His 'father' was handsome. The man had raven black hair, piercing gray eyes and sharp features that stood out.

He could swear that the man's features looked so familiar but his memories were so foggy, he could not pinpoint who the man looked like. But he knew there was someone from his past life that resembled him. He just couldn't figure out whom.

His 'mother' was, simply put it, beautiful. He had come across a lot of women in his past life, however, none could compare to this woman's beauty. But then again, he thought himself prejudiced in his opinions about her since she was just too nice to him; which was no surprise considering the fact that he was her son.

He guessed she wasn't entirely Japanese –which he was sure was their nationality since it was the language his parents conversed in– as her eyes were soft blue and she did not bear pure oriental features. Perhaps someone in her family line was a Caucasoid?

Her hair fell to her waist in cascades of midnight black and her skin was fair unlike her husband's paleness.

He could have been fooled into thinking they were vampires if he didn't know better.

This was his new family; a term which sounded odd for him to use because he never really had a blood related family in his last life.

As he stared into his 'mother's' blue orbs, he couldn't help but wonder how life would turn out in this second chance he was so graciously granted.

A/N: Tadaa! A new KHR fanfic xD

There were actually three different stories with Mukuro in it but I decided to go with this one instead xD Trying my hand in this genre. Reviews are always welcomed ^^

I'm very nervous about this one. Thanks for giving it a try :')