Solitaire nuage

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Give In To Me | frenchskylark

[fistsofgodnotfury]

The kiss had caught Knuckle completely off guard. His heart went into overdrive as heat rose to his cheeks, ears and neck. ‘Jaysus! He just gave me a goozer outta no’ere!’ He thought to himself and hurried them out the door. He wasn’t going to be able to keep up the façade whatsoever now that he was this flustered. “Cassock. Notta sock.” He corrects, using it as a form of distraction.

As they walked out, he felt the smaller male’s hand clutching tighter around his arm. It didn’t really hurt under all his muscle, but it didn’t feel good either. He glanced over to the blonde and knew in that instant that he was dead serious. “Alaude, I don’ lose the head anymore. I’m not the hardchaw I once was. I took a vow, I have to repent for what I’ve done. I’ve not had a go at anyone in ages.” He admits freely, not ashamed of that.

Everyone knew why he’d taking up priesthood. The Vongola was there when he was so mentally destroyed by taking that man’s life. It wasn’t oath he could easily break. He had to be punished for what he’d done. Even if it was an accidental death during one of his bare knuckle boxing matches. He could never let himself fight again.

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“Whatever.” Cassock, sock, same thing to him. Alaude had never been the religious type, he believed people had to create their own destiny and make their own choices, not rely on someone high above that might or might not exist. It was this belief in himself that got him this far in life, not the reliance on some other being.

He looked up at Knuckle with a deep frown, since he had been an assassin before hejoined the French secret intelligence he couldn’t quite understand the big deal of taking a life. They all had to die sooner or later, be it a lowlife scumbag or the most brilliant man alive. Then again, he had ended so many lives that he couldn’t recall what he felt when he took his first, perhaps that was the biggest difference between them.

“It’s not like you can kill me, even if you go full force in combat. I’m not that weak.” Alaude muttered quietly and noticed the people they were tailing had disappeared around a corner. Years of experience in field work alarmed his senses and his hand reached to the gun attached to a holster around his thigh. “Shh.” He pressed himself against the wall right before the corner and peeked carefully. They had increased in number and brought out the firearms, a bullet grazed his cheek as he quickly dodged back to shield himself behind that wall again. “Looks like you got no choice but to fight, father.” 

[frenchskylark]

La vie en rose 🌹{broncoselvaggio}

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       [ ♚ ] Cavallone knew the fact that probably seeing Alaude was going to suppose something that would become his mood even worse than when he was informed about Vongola’s sun guardian being hurt. Not only because there was a lack of information about what happened also because that mean Alaude would be severely injured. And then he was there. Even looking more concerned about Alaude than before… But not regretting it because Primo wanted to see him with his own eyes and not being informed by third parties.

       [ ♚ ] Cavallone shook his head sightly. “You’re not fine. Stop repeating that.” He knew so badly that the blonde was someone strong. Probably one of the strongest man he had ever seen and that’s why in his head couldn’t process what happened to end like that. He’d been in battle with Alaude, they were affiliates, after all, and mostly of the times Vongola’s guardian ended with stupid and insignificant wounds but this time… Alaude was there wrapped in bandages and looking like something important happened.

       [ ♚ ] “Y-yeah… They didn’t allow me to be here but I guess they couldn’t stop me”. It would be stupid admit a silly lie like Primo Vongola would allow him to enter because he wanted. It was kind of logical that Alaude needed to rest and that Vongola subordinates also needed time to find out what happened but Callavone was not the kind of man that would just wait until he received news. He was highly worried not only because they were affiliates and had been in battles together, but rather he has stronger feelings for the blonde. Feelings that he would hide all his life because it was wrong to be attracted to another man and also because Alaude would kill him if he realized. “No one could tell me anything so….” Primo wanted to find a useful excuse for that situation but he couldn’t and his voice sounding like he was going to break at any time was not helping.

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Alaude stared at him with his single blue eye, it was crystal clear to him that Cavallone didn’t believe him when he had said he was fine. He leaned against the pillow behind his back and let out a soft sigh. “I don’t know more than you do.” He had a vague feeling that he wasn’t going to recover from this without a scar or perhaps even a lost eye. It doesn’t matter, however. He would be able to go back to work once it stops hurting. “You have a responsibility, go back to Cavallone residence and do your work.” The blonde turned to look at him again, the medical bandages around his eye made him look far less intimidating than he would have wanted. To be frank he didn’t know what he felt towards the Cavallone don. Once Giotto informed him of their affiliation and he met this man for the first time he had quite frankly disliked him. He seemed to be too carefree of a man to have such a big responsibility.

The more he got to know him, however, he realized that there were bits of this man that he had grown fond of. He was responsible of his family and even if he didn’t want the duty of a famiglia head he did his job. Sometimes he was a little clumsy, but he could be strong if he put his mind to it. “You shouldn’t have come here.” Lately he discovered that Cavallone was treating him differently, he was always tailing after him whenever he had time and occassionally bring him gifts. It was a strange behavior despite their current affiliation because he was certain that Cavallone didn’t treat the other guardians like this.

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You may sleep inside tonight

   [ ♚ ] “I’m glad you’d reconsidered it…”

[frenchskylark]

“... on the couch.”

[fistsofgodnotfury]

Give In To Me | frenchskylark

[fistsofgodnotfury]

‘…priesthood makes you weak.’

Knuckle had to do everything in his power to not snap back at the blonde. To tell him off about how he was a much better, wiser man because of God. But they were currently deep undercover and the potential enemy was right there before them. So he just quickly licked his lips and drank his mead angrily.

‘…we’ll fight?’

“Only if it calls for it.” He hadn’t thrown a fist in years, now it was all evasive maneuvers and his partners usually taking care of it. He couldn’t loose control, not again. Not after what he’d done. He couldn’t just begin fighting like the old days. That was also why Giotto didn’t send him on any missions alone. The leader of the Vongola knew all about this.

Goosebumps spread down the back of the larger male’s neck, he wasn’t used to such a casual touch on his hair like that. Heat rose to his cheeks once again, he bit his lips together. “Ayyy me English is fine to the maximum!” He said with a small frown but quickly covered it up by tucking his head away by resting his forehead on the blonde’s shoulder. But then he quickly looked up. “It’sa cassock.” He harshly whispered. “Not a dress. These duds make me feel exposed. As soon as we outta ‘arms way, I’mma change back.” He grabs his drink and finishes it. He leaves his coins on the bar counter. “Let’s go. We’ve got a bit o’ a bobble ahead of us.” The priest grabs his bag and slings it over his shoulder and offers his elbow to the cloud guardian for them to walk together.

The sun guardian couldn’t take this anymore. How his heart raced or fluttered with each casual touch. How Alaude could just look at him like that. What in God’s name was happening to him? He was a man of God, not some young love-stricken girl. Alaude was a handsome, smart fella, but he’d taken an oath. But everything about this mission, erroded at that resolve. Reminded him of his younger days, when they’d first met. But he had to pay for his own sins. Be punished for his loss of control. This was no time to be thinking about such nonsense.

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The blonde was quick to notice he had somehow angered the other and it amused him to no end. He liked to see Knuckle angry... and a twisted side of him liked to see Knuckle angry at him. It was almost impossible to get the dumb priest to spar with him, not to mention fight him with all he’s got. Alaude watched him in silence, still brushing his fingers against his hair and occassionally his neck. 

“Your English is not fine at all, darling.” Alaude smirked a little knowing it would set the foolish brute on fire and pecked his cheek as they got up to leave the tavern. “Whatever you say, you look better in clothes than that sock you wear.” The cloud guardian shrugged and kept his attention on the people that seemed to be their target than Knuckle’s silence. To be honest he just thought it was fun to tease the other a littlle, he didn’t think Knuckle actually had feelings for him.

“If I can’t fight them soon I will fight you.” He whispered as they walked in that sickening lovey-dovey way, his hand clutching tighter around the other’s arm as he narrowed his eyes.The smile was on his lips but he was clenching quite tight around Knuckle’s arm to show him he was serious.

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2. Festivity

Christmas -  Silent night, holy night.... All is calm, all is bright.

Alaude grew up as an orphant, his parents - whomever they are - abandoned him as an infant outside the doorsteps of the local orphanage. It sounds cliché but it was the beginning of his life story. There was a time of innocence, even for someone like Alaude. He enjoyed his life at the orphanage in Paris, at a certain period of his youth he had that pure faith the nuns and priests praised him for. It wasn’t until later on during his teenage years that he abandoned the church and the beliefs he had as a child.

During Christmas time at the orphanage they would always gather around a cheap and asymmetrical tree, decorate it with colored papers in the shape of reindeers or stars, eat cinnamon oatmeal with the very rare and expensive sprinkles of sugar... wait for Santa to take them to a warm home, an open fire... a mother and a father’s embrace.

None of the children he grew up with wanted nor asked for presents, they were all starving for the love and affection any child should be entitled to.

His teenage years seems better in comparison to his childhood, he had given up on the hope of having a family, he enjoyed being on his own and he had a purpose in life all of a sudden - missions to accomplish at the secret intelligence agency he resided in. The seniors there practically raised him and his experience taught him everything he needed to know. He never went a day without putting himself in mortal danger. 

Christmas time was something he often neglected along with his own birthdays, he had no time for such festivities and no one to spend these days with.

Once he became an adult, and recruited into Vongola... he was often reminded of these special days, he was surrounded by people even as he went on missions, he knew he had something resembling a family if he wanted it. 

... it wasn’t until he met him that he felt that desire to have a family, to celebrate Christmas, to expect someone to remember his birthday and make him a cake despite being foolish enough to burn his fingers in the process.

It wasn’t until Alaude reached the end of his 20′s that he realized it was not too late to feel that need he had as a child for a family, that perhaps it wasn’t so bad to wrap gifts under a tree, have a big dinner... even spending the afternoon with the rest of the Vongola didn’t seem as annoying as he thought.

“All I want for Christmas is you, Alaude.” 

To Alaude, having that fool grin beneath the mistletoe and confess that cheesy old line to him was the one thing he needed for Christmas and all other festivities that followed. 

[fistsofgodnotfury]

Give In To Me | frenchskylark

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Knuckle really hated when the blonde would provoke him like that. Was he aware that it actually make him feel jealous? Christ, he’d have to confess that. Envy was one of the seven deadly sins after all. But why did he have to bring up Daemon Spade? Something about that man… He didn’t completely trust him. Even if he did help the Vongola quite a bit.

The raven stroked his hand down the smaller male’s back, in a loving manner. “Alaude, I haven’ gotta baldy on whether or not they’re ‘ere for us. Dey coulda just happened upon us ‘ere.” There was some concern in his eyes, as he pulled him in more. But that arm around his neck made his cheeks even pinker than before. “When I finish me pint, we can see if dey follow us out, aye? Take a few random rodes, if dey’re still followin’ then we know.” Knuckle hated fighting. Fighting was why he had taken up the cloth, became a holy man. He would do whatever he could to avoid it. Perhaps that’s why Giotto asked him to go on more missions with the two of them. Alaude, being quick to action and him, quick to find a way from that action.

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“... You worry and think too much, priesthood makes you weak.” He stared at him coldly and gave a short nod of reluctant agreement. Honestly, he wanted to beat them up and get this over with, however, he had a little self-control left. “When we know... we’ll fight?” It was interesting to see the other man in action, to be honest he liked the unrestrained Knuckle a lot better. 

The blonde shifted a bit to get more comfortable - however comfortable he will be in a man’s arms - and rested his cheek against the other’s shoulder in boredom, just waiting for Knuckle to finish his drink so they could be on their way already. 

“Remind me to work on your English once we return to the HQ.” Alaude added and lazily toyed with the soft hair by Knuckle’s neck, twinning it around his finger. “You look a lot better in normal attires than that dress you usually wear.”

Alright so a part of him knew that the sun guardian got embarassed way too easily in his company compared to others, he didn’t see it as a big deal but it was entertaining to taunt him on occassions like this.

[frenchskylark]

deck the halls with lubricated condoms and bring out the dildos. IT IS ALMOST FISTMAS.

... I ought to arrest you for such vile words.

[frenchskylark]

🎁

Have a watermelon

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[namimori-king]

[[ Lost ]] - Closed for Alaude

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He didn’t flinch, not so much of a wince as the other’s crushing group on his chin was fit to bruise. Violet eyes simply stared at the man above him with indignation burning in his gaze.

The logic Alaude attempted was like wind blowing past his ears for how much the younger Cloud cared. He didn’t care for attracting attention; nor did he care about whatever sort of ‘problems’ it might cause for the other. He could handle himself and if Alaude couldn’t do the same then that was his issue to deal with. 

“I will go wherever I want to go” He said simply, not caring if it was hardly an answer. Brushing himself off as he was finally allowed to stand he kept his grip firm around the handle of his tonfa. “… I don’t want to stay here with you, it’s too crowded” He added, pushing past the older to start to make his way once more out of the doors; making no effort to hide either his weapons nor his ring. 

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“... I’m sure you’ll find the outside ‘less crowded’ and delightful.” Alaude raised an eyebrow and shook his head, he wasn’t about to waste more time on a bratty teenager exploding with hormones. He had other matters to take care of, such as the piled up paperwork on his desk just sitting there waiting to be taken care of. 

He turned around to look at Kyoya once again, his eyes narrowed somewhat as he spotted the ring sparkling in the sun. Well, if he got lost people would know where to return him... at least.

“By the way, you can’t get to Japan through other ways than boat... they’re very crowded and it’ll take months or years for you to reach that destination. If you reach that destination.” He muttered as he turned around and started to walk up the stairs, he was quite confident that even if Kyoya left the mansion he would end up in trouble sooner or later and get sent back to the Vongola mansion.

It’s just a lot more troublesome this way... for Alaude.

[frenchskylark]

La vie en rose 🌹{broncoselvaggio}

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         [ ♚ ] Primo couldn’t believe what his man were telling to him. His skin was pale but it was paler in that moment, his face looked like he was sick and Cavallone’s mind went completely blank for a few seconds. Alaude was human, of course. Vongola’s cloud guardian was incredibly strong, the first that that Cavallone had saw him during a battle he thought that he was like a monster… it gave him the feeling that the blond could defeat anyone. But one of the things that Cavallone knew for sure was that Alaude was human after all, Primo had been interested in him for a while even if he really didn’t expected anything to change between them. Not only because his famiglia was his first and more important priority, also because he was almost sure that Alaude would kill him if he realized the true nature of his feelings. But when that notice arrived to Cavallone, he was truly scared. It was not the first time that Alaude was being hurt in a battle… but this time was more serious.

         [ ♚ ] Sure he had planned things to do in that moment but he was a selfish boss. He was a Cavallone and not a Vongola, Primo had any right to be at the Vongola’s mansion or visit Alaude but even if it was the most stupid idea in the world… He could consider Alaude as part of his famiglia too, not just an ally or a battle comrade. He had more information when he arrived at the mansion: not relevant data about what happened there but severe damage and wounds were result of it. ‘You can’t see him right now!’ and similar quotes by Vongola members weren’t going to stop Primo to enter at Alaude’s chamber. He was that kind of stupid and impulsive man when he had an idea in mind, he didn’t care that Giotto would really became angry for his actions there. He opened the door, being really scared that Cavallone would confirm what everyone told to him. “Alaude…? What happened?”

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He tried to sleep off the throbbing pain, but it was clearly not working very well with all that noise right outside his room - or at least he thought it was outside his room. His hearing was also disfunctioning because of the burn. ... yet he could clearly distinct the voice of Cavallone from that crowd right outside his door. What was he doing here? He was truly a fool if he came because he was worried... they were affiliated but that’s all their relationship was.

He slowly peeked his good eye open, half of his face was wrapped in bandages with sun flames engulfed around the area attempting to heal the flesh. The first thing that he saw was the panicked face of Cavallone, and he had to wonder, once again... why?

“... Why are you here?” His voice was raspy since some of the damage got to his neck and throat. Honestly the doctors surrounding him were all amazed Alaude could stay conscious through so much pain, and the blonde himself was amazed no one could stop this stupid horse from storming into his room. “I’m fine.” Clearly he was not fine. “You shouldn’t be allowed in here... “ Why did he look so worried? He was fine... 

With a soft thud, Alaude fell down onto the bed again and peeked at the other tiredly with his one good eye. “I’m fine.” He said stubbornly.

[namimori-king]

[[ Lost ]] - Closed for Alaude

[namimori-king]

Hibari Kyouya did not like to be told what to do, any more than he liked to be touched without his permission. 

He had paid no attention to the staff that had gathered to stare in awestruck horror as he walked through the house. He didn’t care about making a scene, anymore than he cared about being ‘caught’. He didn’t care what time he was trapped in, he wasn’t going to sit around waiting for someone to get him out of it. 

Though he had made it only halfway through the large main entrance before a sharp tug at his collar had him landing back on the floor. He didn’t need to look up to know who it was, only one man would dare to touch him that roughly. Violet eyes snapped up, glaring indignantly into the face of his predecessor, not caring even the slightest for the angry scowl that played on the face that so closely mirrored his own.

Pulling his face back away from the one that was sitting to close to his person for comfort he huffed, having no intention of letting this man think he could make him do anything.

“I can go anywhere I please” he said simply, reaching up to try and smack away the hand that gripped at his chin. “Don’t touch me old bastard, no one disciplines me but me. I won’t break your door if you don’t lock me behind it. I won’t cause you trouble if I’m not here” He scowled, sliding his legs up to start to stand.  “Now move pathetic old man; before I have to bite you” 

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God he is like a wild animal I can’t tame with candy nor whip... Alaude thought, his frown deepening by every passing second. “This world is different from yours, you walking around flaunting that ring on your finger and wearing those clothes will awaken unnecessary attention.” Needless to say, considering Kyoya’s powers and weapon... people will automatically link him together with Alaude.

The blonde didn’t release the grip around Kyoya’s chin, almost tempted to dislocate his jaw so he would stop being verbally insolent. A thought occured to him then, where could he possibly go? Perhaps he should use reverse logic with this one. “I’m not going to stop you if you want to leave, but where can you go? The chances are higher for you to return to your own time if you just stay put at the place that machine sent you.”

Alaude released the grip around the other and patted his hands clean, his thumb leaving quite a bruise on the younger’s chin. “If you decide to stay then don’t break more things- ... or I’ll have you spanked.” It’s what he did to discipline naughty children anyway, and Kyoya behaved just like one of those brats he would visit at the orphanage on occassions. He had seen the nuns discipline them by spanking their bottocks, maybe it’ll work on this one too. 

[namimori-king]

[[ Lost ]] - Closed for Alaude

[namimori-king]

To say that the Cloud was grateful when Alaude left the room was an understatement. Making no effort to even so much as make eye contact with the man, let alone any sort of communication Kyouya simply stood like a stone waiting to be returned to his own time.

But it didn’t come. Ten minutes, turned into twenty, turned into thirty and still the prefect stood in the middle of the now locked room without so much as a pop. Furrowing his brow, he finally moved, glaring around the room as though maybe something in the space was keeping him from returning. He knew nothing about how any of those devices worked; as long as they worked like they were supposed to he hadn’t cared….

What he cared about now was that not only was he stuck in the wrong country, in the wrong era… But he was stuck in a locked room. 

Kyouya hated locks, the very idea of being restrained to a space, unable to leave should he need escape from the suffocating feeling that came with confinement made him angry. Made a tension swell in his chest that he had to rid himself of.  Ridding himself came in the form of the door to the room all but shattering from it’s hinges as the Cloud broke it down. Wasting no time in bothering to wait for whoever might have heard the sound he just began to make his way down the ornate hall, tonfa in hand as he tried to remember the fastest way out of the mansion, glad it hadn’t changed much since Haneuma had shown him.

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“...” Alaude was stirring his oatmeal when he heard the loud banging of his door brutally knocked down and dropped his spoon with a heavy sigh. This was exactly why he didn’t want to deal with the teen. He didn’t think the other would be rude enough to knock his door down - then again if Alaude himself was put in the same situation he would probably break the door as well. The blonde would have to figure out a new way to keep that kid in place.

Perhaps a cage with iron bars shielded with  flames... he thought to himself as he walked upstairs, the staff currently on duty in the mansion all made way for him since they knew something was up. A few gathered outside Alaude’s room out of curiosity and disappeared quickly as they noticed the blonde (they all knew how much he hated them crowding outside his chambers).

“Tch-....” 

The first cloud guardian caught up with the tenth just as the brat was on his way out of the main entrance, he grasped the younger’s collar to pull him back and throw him on the ground. “Where do you think you can go? Don’t cause unnecessary drama for me.” Alaude put his gloves on and hovered above Hibari Kyoya with a clearly annoyed expression on his face, his hand gripping tight around the younger’s chin to force him to look up. “I’m a very busy man, but I will find time to discipline you if you break anything of mine again.” Perhaps by breaking something of yours... your legs for one, he thought to himself.

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Give In To Me | frenchskylark

[fistsofgodnotfury]

‘Straighten your tongue.’

The raven just had to stop himself from actually considering that the blonde wanted him to literally straighten his tongue. It was a figure of speech, not for him to actually do this. How did the blonde fluster him so to make him feel like a kid with a crush again? He frowned a little bit. Couldn’t the smaller male said nicer things just to get along better? They still had a long trip home together.

‘…You shouldn’t make that surprised face…’

“It’s not me faul’ datchya touch me so casual-like. I’m a man of da Cloth, I took a vow, matey. It’s not normal for a fella like me ta be close with any flah out dere.” He says, looking away, a slight tinge to his tan cheeks. Knuckle hated that the other would point out his being flustered about things. He already felt uncomfortable with having to wear something other than his cassock for this mission. This cotton outfit didn’t give him the security his cassock did.

As they walked out together, Knuckle tried his best to remain calm, despite the fluttering of his heart when the smaller male slid his arm into the crook of his elbow. He automatically bent his arm, holding the other’s arm in place, while his hand slid between the buttons of his shirt. He put on a big smile, trying to keep his normal happier face on, but he could still feel the heat to his cheeks. They stopped over to by the bar of the inn, Knuckle ordering a cup of mead before the headed out. They needed to find out if these guys were after them. He’d released the Cloud Guardian’s hand, now facing him. He leaned in, heart racing as he put an arm around his waist. With a grin on his face, he whispered in the other’s ear.

“Ya see ‘em? Those chancers? I wasn’t sure if we were tailed last night.” He chuckled just to keep up the appearances as if they were having a nice conversation. He felt butterflies in his gut, when he’d pulled them closer together, to angle them so Alaude could peer over his shoulder at the other men.

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“... Yeah how noble of you to commit yourself to mere faith. If you don’t want me to touch you so casually perhaps next time you shouldn’t voluteer to join me on the missions. I could do this on my own - or ask someone with less shame to portray my pretend-lover. Daemon Spade seemed to be quite willing, and he’s plenty of shameless.” Alaude muttered lowly and kept that peaceful and calm expression, he wasn’t that bothered by the way Knuckle seemed to be uncomfortable everytime he got remotely close to him. It was mostly entertaining.

He was surprised to find himself pulled into the other’s arms. The priest was a lot stronger than he first thought, his arm almost reaching all the way around Alaude’s waist. The blonde narrowed his eyes somewhat and inched away a little from that ticklish breath whispering against his ear. “I see them.” He said as that icy cold gaze lingered at the group of men. They seemed simplistic enough, and none seemed to suspect a thing. One of them sneered but it was mainly to the nature of Alaude and Knuckle’s ‘pretend’ relationship.

“I could get rid of them without leaving a trace right now.” The blonde reached an arm around the other’s neck to appear more affectionate, although he was really hiding his other arm reaching into his chest pocket for his weapon.

[namimori-king]

[[ Lost ]] - Closed for Alaude

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Kyouya grimaced. hearing the familiar voice from the other side of the room. What part of ignoring did this man not understand? Slowly opening his eyes once more to glare at the older man he let out a sigh, perhaps louder than needed.

“Don’t ask me, ask the small animal put in my care” The Cloud muttered, averting silver eyes to stare at the window of the room, not exactly eager to associate with this man once more if he didn’t have to. “I should be sent back in a matter of minutes. So do us both a favour and just…. Leave me” He muttered.

He had no idea what had sent him not only back so far in time, nor to Italy but he didn’t care. He had no business with the first generation of Cloud Guardians, nor the Vongola Family itself. He wanted to go home, shove the children left in his care back at their designated adults and just go to sleep.

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Alaude sat up and shifted his position to face the teen, he was confused now... sent back... so he travelled through some sort of time machine related to one of the children he was surrounded with? He tilted his head and cupped his chin deep in thought - the Bovino family was known for their odd innovative solutions and there was talk of time travelling, however, the cloud guardian always treated their suggestions and ideas as children’s game.

Then again, perhaps the future holds far greater things than he could imagine.

“Very well.”

He crossed his arms across his chest and waited. After twenty minutes had passed he pulled out his pocket watch with that vibrant lilac flame and once again observed the younger male still standing there in front of him. 

“Hm.”

Alaude stood up and walked past Kyoya to his wardrobe and changed into a tailored grey suit, the doors shielded his features so he wasn’t concerned of being seen. Once he got dressed he left the room to prepare breakfast - perhaps by the time he returned the other would be gone. He made sure to lock the door behind him, just in case, it would be troublesome if the kid decided to explore and wreck havoc.

[namimori-king]

[[ Lost ]] - Closed for Alaude

@frenchskylark

Most people could go their entire lives without even being privy to the idea that time travel existed outside of science fiction. Hibari Kyoya was not one of those people, and it was a fact that he was starting to hold a grudge towards. 

He was frustrated. He wasn’t sure how exactly he ended up with the two youngest of the Vongola allies in his ‘care’,  but somehow there he was. I-pin was one thing. The cloud had a soft spot for the small child and when he’d been asked to keep an eye on  her for an hour he’d reluctantly agreed. The girl usually spent most of her time in his presence staring in awe and didn’t make watching her all that hard.

What he hadn’t been aware of was that the Vongola’s thunder guardian would also be in his care. He’d barely had time to register the situation before he’d been left alone with the two of them. He’d been at the game of “nanny” for only 30 minutes before Lambo had pulled something from… Well Kyouya still wasn’t entirely sure where he’d pulled it from, but all he knew was that it wasn’t going to be something good. The few times he’d seen large instruments come from that child’s hands, something bad usually happened. The boom had come almost instantaneously. He wasn’t surprised, considering he’d been forcing the boy to be quiet and sit still for half of an hour it was only a matter of time before he’d retaliate. His lack of surprise however didn’t make him any less annoyed as he sat on hard floor, waiting for the clouds of smoke that surrounded him to dissipate. When they finally did he frowned, finding himself in a room he only vaguely recognized as a part of the Vongola estate. The cloud room to be exact. A room that would one day be his room should he choose to live there. … Something he planned on not partaking in. Standing slowly he straightened his vest, running a hand through his tossled black hair as he tried to figure out exactly why the Bovine’s cannon would send him to Italy, when it usually tossed them through time. Though as his head stopped spinning from the he was starting to realize that the room wasn’t exactly the way he’d seen it when Dino had showed him. It seemed older… Vintage almost. 

“What the hell have you done little herbivore” he muttered as he turned, his grey eyes focusing on the figure standing by the bed.

He let out a sound of annoyance, folding his arms over his chest.  He hoped the experience would be temporary and another flash would take him back to whoever’s ass he had to kick for subjecting him to this in the first place. But as the minutes ticked by he only found himself more and more frustrated, until finally he closed his eyes, deciding he didn’t want to deal with this.

So he just wasn’t going to.

[frenchskylark]

Alaude was enjoying his only day off in a fortnight with a good book, he haven’t had the chance to slip out of his PJ’s yet because it was still early for the rest of the residents in the mansion. Just before a living person appeared out of the blue in his room he was on his way to make some breakfast to eat in bed.

“... ...” At first he was at a complete loss for words, because he recognized the child as one of his succesors. This didn’t make any sense to him, however, because he knows this child should be far away in the future and not here in Italy 10 generations back in time.

The cloud guardian knew better than to assume it was a dream of some sorts, and judging from that ring resting on the smaller skylark’s finger he wasn’t an illusion. The reality caused Alaude to pinch the bridge of his nose to get himself together, he removed the reading glasses and looked up at Hibari Kyoya with an icy stare. “Why are you here?” And how do I get you back to your own time aka out of my sight?