A.N: So, when I'm supposed to be doing my homework on the pairings already requested, I was taking this KHR quiz. You know, the one where you list 10 characters and fill in the answers to questions?

One of the questions was : "You go the cinema, and see Squalo sitting on your seat. What do you do?" And that prompted this drabble xD

Matchmaker!Mukuro makes another appearance /slapped/ but there's a reason behind it this time! And this is more of an oneshot than a drabble, and not that cracky.

EDIT: My PC got trashed and all the drabbles and stuff I wrote went outta the window... I'm working on rewriting everything but its not really very easy... its so frustrating.

Pairings: Main DS, a little 1869.

In Which Mukuro Decides To Stick To Un-Matchmaking Things

Rokudou Mukuro was many things, but an abstinent he was not. Especially when the object of his (rather improper) affection was lying within easy reach.

"Hey, Kyoya?"

No answer.

"Kyoya."

Still no answer.

"KYOYA! WAKE UP!"

Mukuro pouted, he didn't like Hibari ignoring him. It wasn't like they got much time together, anyway. Which made it all the more precious, and he wasn't about to let Hibari sleep through this extra precious time he had managed to scrounge together through a series of careful manipulations.

(He had had to send Chrome and Ken on a date - without telling them it was a date, of course- , and somehow pass M.M. off into poor, poor Chikusa's hands. Mukuro was pretty sure Chikusa was going to rebel and run away one of these days. M.M. was not an easy person to tole - be with, especially in long doses. Not everyone was lucky like Hibari, who only had to glare at Kusakabe to make the man realise he had better get the hell away from the raven.)

"Hnn."

"Oya, is that all you say to your lover?" Mukuro twitched a little, but kept the smile on his face.

Who he hadn't met up with in more than a month, mind you. But he wasn't about to say that out loud. It made him sound desperate. Rokudou Mukuro wasn't desperate.

No answer.

Mukuro glared at the other boy's sleeping figure.

How. Dare. He!

Alright, this was getting out of hand.

"YOU! Wake the fuck up or I swear I'll leave this moment!" He snapped, smile slipping off. There weren't many things that could make Mukuro angry. His lover falling asleep on him was one of those rare things.

"Hnnn." With that, Hibari woke up and glared back at him.

"What do you want me to do, herbivore? The Bucking Bronco was keeping me up all night."

"You cheated on me?" Mukuro blinked, brilliant evil mastermind or not, he couldn't wrap his mind around this idea. "You cheated on me? You cheated on me?"

Did he have a death wish or what?

To his immense relief though, Hibari (not so) lovingly smacked him upside the head with a tonfa. He could tell it was a loving smack because it didn't knock him out flat.

"He kept on whining about Squalo all night."

This was an interesting development.

"Really? What did Squalo do?"

"Came into his life. The herbivore was spouting ridiculous things about him. Something about him being a pretty princess and the Bronco being his Prince."

Mukuro suppressed a snigger. If Squalo heard that, the Bronco would be sharkfood.

Then he realised the gravity of the situation and swore softly.

"So as long as the Bronco doesn't get Squalo, he's going to mess up our lives as well?"

TAKE ONE

Walking into the theatre, Squalo stared at the man sitting in the seat beside him, double-checking his own seat number, and pinching himself to make sure this was real.

Although to be accurate, Xanxus wasn't exactly occupying the seat beside his. He was sitting in his throne-like chair, which had somehow taken the place of the standard seats in the theatre. Squalo decided to not think how Xanxus managed to achieve this feat and decided to go for a subtler greeting.

"VOIIIII, what are you doing here, trashy Boss?"

Which wasn't really all that subtle. But this is Squalo we are talking about, so that's not surprising.

Xanxus opened one red eye fully, before snorting. "Trash." he acknowledged.

"Voi, I said what are you doing here? And who are you calling trash, you damned man?" Squalo added, almost as an afterthought.

Maybe, it had been Xanxus who had sent him the ticket?

...

Hah, as if!

Just when he was beginning to think the man had fallen asleep, Xanxus replied.

"When I woke up this morning -" More like afternoon, Squalo thought bitchily - "-there was a crate of wine in my room with this ticket on it. I decided I could do this one favour, if its for all that expensive wine."

Really? the sileverette stared at Xanxus in disbelief.

"..."

"..."

"VOI, ARE YOU SAYING ALL THIS TIME, ALL I HAD TO DO TO GET YOU TO DO THE PAPERWORK WAS BRIBE YOU WITH WINE?"

"...shut up, trash."

"VOI!"

"...it wouldn't have worked."

"WHY THE FUCK NOT?!"

",,,,,,,because I like torturing you."

And if Squalo flipped off and destroyed half the theater after that, who can really blame him?

...

(But Mukuro did, all the same. Because Hibari blamed him - quite vocally, with one - or a dozen - tonfa hits thrown in,)

A/N: There's gonna be a Part Two here. The intro's written already but I'm too lazy to finish it right now and I figured I'd at least publish this. I'm working on rewriting all the requests I haven't filled yet. Would you mind repeating the ones I haven't filled? I'm terribly behind on everything... ^^;;