Sawada Tsunami POV

"What's your game Mukuro? What do you have to gain by fighting with the Vongola?" I didn't let my eyes wander from his own, Reborn would skin me if I missed an attack because of uniforms that looked a little too good.

"Kufufu why you, of course. I will have possession of your body Decimo." His smooth voice hissed out, with malice in hi- wait... What.

I carefully kept my face blank as I processed his words... yeah the meaning was spotty at best; perfect for purposeful misunderstandings.

"So... this whole thing is a booty-call?" I nearly smirked at his baffled face, but I'd been acting for far to long to make such a mistake anymore. I made a show of looking him up and down with appraising eyes. "Well, I must say I'm flattered and rather amused at the lengths you're willing to go just to impress a girl. Normally I'd be willing to give you a chance, but I'm actually saving myself for marriage." Oh, did his eye just twitch? Wonderful.

I pulled out my "totally innocent and totally not going to murder you" smile, complete with flower background and soft music. "However I'd love to have you join my Famiglia. I actually have a Mist guardian position open and you're looks are a solid 10 so you qualify!"

I mentally cackled at the face palm and muttered "Boy obsessed idiot" I heard behind me. I might have pitied Reborn if his training didn't have so much abuse in it.

Mukuro just stared.

"You're serious." It was less and a question and more a disbelieving statement. "You're really just offering me a job after I've been blatantly trying to kill you and your friends. You don't even consider that I might betray and kill you all like I did with my last TWO Famiglias?" He looked so lost that I couldn't help but smile lovingly at him.

"Of course." My conviction was firm on the matter. "None of my friends are dead, and now I get to play nurse to three, or more beautiful men who can't stop me." I sent Kyoya a smirk and wink at that last part.

He glared.

"Besides, no matter how nice they act the Mafia is full of murders, why should I care about how many of them you've killed?" Mukuro seem to be hanging on my every word, face blank. "And last but not least," Here I gestured both my arms as if to hug the air around me, "I'm willing to trust you. I don't really have a reason why, but I want you to be my friend and I'm wiling to risk dying to get that."

The silence after my insane statement was tense. Then Gokudera and Bianachi exploded.

"Juudaime! You can't trust this guy! He's a to-"

"Nami-chan, you shouldn't do this. He'll only t-"

"-nd after everything he's done! Not to mention he kil-"

"-to dangerous! We need to finish him off!-"

I skillfully ignored their protests and kept eye contact with Mukuro. I really wanted him to join~.

Mukuro's laughter finally quieted my friends as they probably tensed behind me. I kept myself relaxed and calm, even though he looked slightly deranged with how hard he was laughing. As he calmed down, his eyes snapped back to my own.

"Kufufufu, you certainly are amusing Sawada-chan!" He gave me another smirk, and shrugged with his shoulders. "Why not? I accept your offer to become your Mist guardian." he finished with a mocking bow.

I let a cruel grin stretch over my lips as shadows fell over my eyes. A small cackle bubbled out in my unholy joy. "Perfect! Now that I have my Storm, Rain, Cloud, and Mist it is only a matter of time before my harem is complete!" My next cackle was interrupted by Reborn's shoe.

"Take your guardian positions more seriously, they aren't your harem." I gave him an annoyed look.

"From what I understand, my guardians are six people that I trust more then anyone, are powerful enough to protect me, and are people I'll spend most of my time with." I pointed a single finger in the air for emphasis.

"Can't you understand what this means? Who would I trust more then the core members of my harem? If I have to spend hours of everyday looking at them then the least I can do is pick flawlessly beautiful people!" Reborn looked honestly disgusted and annoyed.

"And your really wiling to die for that?"

I gave a haughty huff, stuck my nose in the air, and pointed at Mukuro (who looked like he was reconsidering my offer and his acceptance).

"Are you joking? I should only be so lucky to die with such a perfect face as my last view. I don't care about the Mafia, beautiful men are my passion."

I got another kick to the face for that one.