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"It'd be nice if I see you in this world again!" Squalo yelled, the camera inches from his face. "Try to stay alive until then!"

The screen turned black. And Tsuna held back a gulp, his brown eyes wide. He didn't know if he should take what the Varia storm guardian had said as encouragement or an insult.

"They haven't changed a bit." Yamamoto laughed beside him.

The brunette smiled weakly. "So scary... What would be an easy-to-understand-order…?" He asked, mostly to himself. He had no clue what Squalo had been talking about.

"It seems they were talking about him." Giannini replied. "The one that came back from italy..."

Tsuna sent the male a confused look.

The creaking of the door caught their attention, and Tsuna turned toward the sound, his eyes widening.

"Sasagawa Ryohei has arrived!"

Tsuna, Gokudera and Yamamoto got up in shock, giving the tall white haired man wide eyed looks.

"Turf-top!"

"Onii-san!"

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The first impression he had of the Vongola, was that they were very loud. He could just see them from his place behind the apparent Sun Guardian, Chrome easily being held in his arms. At first Ryohei had gone to pick her up, but Harry had assured the man that he could easily take care of her, she was rather small.

Beside him Mukuro laughed. "It seems that the plan is going well." He murmured, giving the spikey haired brunette an amused look.

Harry sent him an odd look but didn't comment, obviously the 'plan' had something to do with the Vongola.

"Who is this?" The brunette questioned once everything had settled down, and gave Harry a confused look. "And why is he carrying Chrome?"

Royhei smiled. "This is Hotaru-san and he is the one who extremely saved Chrome!"

"Ehhh?!" The brunette yelled, the tone almost making his ears hurt.

Harry gave him a nod. "It is nice to meet you..."

"Oh! My name is Tsuna!"

"Pleasure."

It became clear, he realized as he watched the two of the guardians bicker, that this whole introduction was going to take a while.

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"She has a good amount of external injuries." The red headed woman he had been informed was named Bianchi said. "Plus her body is lacking nutrition, she probably hasn't eaten in days."

Harry shifted from against the wall, keeping his eyes on the unconscious girl. She looked so fragile, and seeing the stark white sheets of the bed made her look even more vulnerable.

"I see." He said after a while, already forming a plan in his head.

"You, who are you exactly?" The woman asked, her eyes searching his with some wariness. "Ryohei said that you were a friend of hers, but I haven't seen you before."

He took her gaze steadily. "I guess she didn't talk about me much…" Something told him it wouldn't be smart to tell her about his 'connection' with Mukuro, he could sense that the Vongola were cautious about the small girl. Most likely because of her affiliation to the mist user, he mused silently.

Bianchi sighed, apparently giving up. "Well I'm glad she has someone here then."

Harry arched a brow. "Does she not have friends in the Vongola?"

"She does," the woman replied quickly. "It's just…" She trailed off, gazing at the small girl.

He sighed, his eyes sweeping the room. Something seemed odd, he just couldn't tell what.

After the woman left he was finally able to relax and start working on Chrome.

His magic would be able to heal most of the damage, but sometimes time was the best remedy. The external wounds were easily healed, and he set to working on her Malnutrition, something he was rather good at. Thanks to the Durselys he had been forced to heal his body as he grew older, since the lack of food and small cramped space he slept in for most of his childhood affected it greatly.

Making sure that the door was locked he summoned his magic to his fingers, making them give off a light green glow, and set to healing his patient.

He would have to work at a slow pace and heal her once a day, if he just healed everything her body wouldn't have time to grow used to the changes and it would cause all sorts of panic. Besides he didn't want the Vongola to know about his magic quite yet.

Harry was shocked though, when his hands moved to hover over Chromes stomach, when he felt the odd sensation of her organs, well… they didn't seem to be real.

His brows furrowed. "What in the world…?"

"They're illusions." Mukuro said, suddenly appearing at his side.

The wizard blinked, and gave the blunette a wide eyed look. "Why? What happened?"

"A car hit her and destroyed them." Was his reply, and Harry winced in sympathy, it must have been pretty bad if she was hurt to that degree. "I was able to manifest new ones for her with my illusions."

"That's…" He wouldn't ever say it, but he was awed. It must not do too much harm on the man if he was still this powerful while giving the girl organs.

"Oya, oya, don't tell me you're impressed."

He snorted, and dropped his hands, letting his magic recede back. "No, I just didn't know you were so nice."

Mukuro chuckled, and he stiffened when a large chest pressed onto his back. "Would you like to see how nice I can be?"

Harry twitched. "Must you always be perverted?"

Hot breath fanned his ear, and a large hand settled at his waist. "Perhaps." A wet appendage licked his ear, and he tried to step away but the hand at his waist held him back.

"Don't you even think about doing anything here." He snapped, giving the unconscious girl a glance.

The hand slowly ventured down making his skin tingle and his neck was given a playful nip. "Or what firefly-chan?"

His heart beat quickened slightly as the hand slipped under his pants, and jerked forward in an attempt to get away only for Mukuro to wrap his other arm around his chest in a restraining hold.

"L-let go!" Harry grimaced at his stutter, but a wave of pleasure echoed through him as his member was stroked.

His magic stirred in agitation, but he knew he wouldn't be able to do anything to the man, Mukuro was an illusion after all. The hand on his member twisted slightly, and a small moan was forced from his mouth, before he quickly covered it with both hands. He most definitely didn't want Chrome to wake up.

"Oya, oya." Mukuro purred, his chest sending vibrations through his smaller frame. "That isn't allowed." Harry ignored him though, and pressed his hands harder onto his mouth, stifling the noises that were coming out. His eyes gazed sightlessly toward the ceiling as he was pleasured, the talented hand in his pants only making it harder for him to stand.

Mukuro hummed thoughtfully as his back arched, a muffled moan coming out from his hands as the blunette rubbed the tip of his member. "How about you let go of your mouth hmm?"

Harry sent him a sideways glare, if Chrome didn't hear him, then one of the Vongola would.

He received a large smirk. "Afraid of someone hearing?" His shoulder was nipped and the hand on his member sped up, making his eyes roll back. "I wonder what they would think, seeing you like this."

They would think he was a crazy pervert somehow getting off without the use of his hands beside the hurt and unconscious Chrome, and then his ass would be sent to the moon.

"Perhaps I should come back another time." Mukuro purred, pausing the movement of his hand. "So I can appreciate the sounds you make."

One part of Harry was saying 'yes go away you bastard, far, far away'. Another though, his libido, was pleading 'no continue please.' So he just decided to stay silent, his breath coming out in small pants.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Before he could do anything the illusionist was gone, and Harry was left panting and aroused on the floor.

He snarled wordlessly, and felt the need to once again destroy something.

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AN: Aw, poor Harry. Hope you enjoyed!