Another FF!~

This one is about an OC named Kira.

WARNING: This story will contain swearing and lemons lol. Some chapters may even contain rape to a point and crap... So yeah.

This chapter only has swearing so yeah. Lol. Next chapters are where it gets 18+ and shit so... yeah.

This story will be an ALLxOC, if you want, you could request a person for the chapter. I don't really care about the timeline and stuff so, anyone. lol. (Straight or no) Also, currently, the chapters so far are going to be in the future time where they're all in like their twenties so yeah lol. May change from time to time.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn.

Kira leaned back against a wall in the backyard of a large mansion. His eyes were closed and it was quiet enough that he could hear himself breathing. He had chestnut brown hair and hazel eyes. Currently, he was wearing a black tuxedo with a dark red tie and a white undershirt. Feeling the warm sun rays over his skin Kira slid down the wall and let out a sigh. He reached up and tugged gently at his tie, loosening it. It had felt as if it were suffocating him, making it feel as if it were almost impossible to breathe.

Kira's legs were bent at the knees and there quivered slightly. It felt nice to relax after all of that. Kira would have to agree. His life was hell.

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Kira walked through the halls of the estate, leaning slightly against the walls, sort of tired. His eyes were half lidded as he let out slow and gentle breaths. Where to start with how this all started…

Well a short and easy way to explain in a simple sentence would have to be… Kira is what you'd call a whore. Or at least you would call it that. Kira thought of it more like he was being taken advantage of as a 'sex toy'.

Kira gritted his teeth, remembering past experiences.

Mother fucker… He mentally growled. "I definitely need so pain killers…"

He continued to tread down the halls.

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Kira sat silently, leaning his back against a chair with a cup of water in his hand. The pain killers did little to ease his pounding headache and sore limbs.

Okay, time for some explaining. Currently, Kira was in the Vongola mansion kitchen after waking up that morning aching all over.

Kira groaned as he placed the glass cup on the table top and massaged his temples. If you were in his place, in his entire life, you'd feel like you were living hell. He wasn't sure if his life were the WORST that anyone could have, but boy did it SUCK.

He had gotten to know everyone in a very intimate fashion. Though, he wouldn't exactly call it a close relationship. More like a simple quickie here and there, or the entire night… Kira growled at his head ache. Maybe even longer. He didn't really have close connections with anyone, it's just a simple thing every now and then.

He had to admit, it wasn't that bad during, but that also depended on his partner. But the aftermath and shit felt terrible. Hangovers, aching limbs; a daily routine he has yet to get used to. It had its benefits at times but that's a rare occurrence. Kira could call this abuse, but it wasn't exactly… More like he didn't give a fuck anymore.

Kira scowled as he heard angry shouting in the next room, adding to his headache. Sighing, he stood up and slowly walked over to the room.

Slowly, the slid the doors open to see what the hell they were arguing about. With his hand on his forehead, gently massaging it, he looked at the people in the room blankly.

"What are you guys hollering about?" He asked groaning in pain.

All the people in the room grew silent.