#⇢✶twin flames manifested 《chrome x mukuro》

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Send Me 🎔 + A Ship And I'll Tell You: (our 6996)

Who wins a prize at a carnival/fair/festival: I can probably see Mukuro winning a prize. I don't see Chrome trying much unless it's something she considers adorable. Chrome enjoys the creepy cute mascots the most. She did not get stationery a lot as Nagi.

Who does most of the cooking: I want to say Chrome does. I don't think Mukuro can cook much except breakfast. It's a little headcanon I have since Chrome has been hanging out with the girls and Bianchi. I also headcanon that before Bianchi discovered her "talent" for poisoning her food, she was a prodigy with cooking and wanted to be a chef.

Who does most of the shopping: I would say Chrome, considering she is seen with Chikusa, Ken, and Fran in that one short for the mangaka's dedicated convention. I think she's better with budgeting than the boys are, considering she probably had a limited allowance from her wealthy parents.

Who is hopeless at board games: Neither of them. They're very good at board games. Before she became Chrome, Nagi played board games as it helped her pass the time and kept her out of her parents' way. I would probably go on to say she might have been really good at chess and go but never competed.

Who is always trying to make the other laugh: Neither, it comes naturally that Chrome does make Mukuro laugh. It's out of fondness for her attempts to make him happy. He reminds Chrome he appreciates her in his own way, but after Chrome learns to start advocating for herself, he does learn to be more forthcoming (?) with his appreciation for her.

Who has a tendency to give out TMI: Mukuro, though it's a little bit, but he enjoys making Chrome blush. He's also much more comfortable around her a smidge than Chikusa and Ken. I think this comes from the fact that both Chrome and Mukuro saw the afterlife.

Who does more DIY projects: I want to say Chrome, but I want to say that Mukuro probably designed his signature trident. I feel like he would be a metal worker if he wasn't pulled into the mafia. Chrome enjoys spending time with the girls and making DIY just to learn the crafts so she could be of more use to Mukuro.

Who is the big spoon: Mukuro, because he is taller. However, Chrome will attempt to be the big spoon when he's noticeably sad.

Who gives more casual affection: I would have to say Chrome. Mukuro gives his time and attention to Chrome, but he isn't as affectionate because of his own trauma. If that make sense? Mukuro... I'm under the impression is a little like Law, where he knows he could lose what's important to him? He keeps it at arm's length.

Who reads to whom: I think both enjoy spending time reading various books to one another. It's a non-sexual activity for them to grow more intimate. Mukuro is interested in various philosophies other than his own, and Chrome is curious about what Mukuro likes. You can bet they probably spent Mukuro's birthday just reading Chrome's gift to him.

Who brings drinks and food without being asked: Both do. Food is another thing they both enjoy sharing with each other.

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It was true.  Mukuro was not easy to deal with, but Chrome knew him when he was at his deepest, darkest.  There was a bond between them stronger than that of mere lovers.  While Chrome knew this as truth, the others had always questioned him.  Chrome never questioned him, and always accepted him, even at his lowest points.  However, as she got stronger, she would gently cut through the illusion to the man hidden within.

It was indeed custom to celebrate White Day, where the partner who was given chocolates had to reciprocate.  It was always held a month after February 14, and Chrome had given him homemade chocolate.

Chrome indeed loved Mukuro just as he loved her.  They were two sides of the same coin.  Two different perspectives on life, death, and reincarnation.  Chrome held hope and optimistic things could get better.  Mukuro showed her it could despite him wanting to use her at first.  Chrome, in turn, showed Mukuro that there were people whom he could trust.  The world was not black and white, some people would accept him just as she did.  He just had to believe the truth in the lie he told himself, which she also had told herself.

He walked in with gifts in hand and she smiled, and happily accepted them.  She looked up into his eyes with her one and smiled.

"Thank you, Mukuro," she said.  She embraced the gifts he gave her.  The Arctic owl plushie looked like Mukurowl (Mukurou), the box weapon they shared.  She would often cut the "-sama" honorific when it was just the two of them.  They did not need those three words, the actions told all.  She chuckled.  "I'll be good, they look delicious though," she promised, as she nodded to the cabinet nearby.  Her hands were full of presents.  "There's a vase that's sufficient to put these roses in.  Dinner will be ready soon.  How was work?"

Mukuro knew he wasn't always the easiest guy to deal with. Yet Chrome had endured so much and still faithfully followed him. There was no way to describe the bond he'd always had with her, as it was more than love but not obsession. They both needed each other and he'd never let anything happen to her either.

After living in Kokuyo so long he'd gotten used to some of the customs of Japan and had learned it was tradition to return the gift a month after Valentine's day as well as giving three times more and traditionally white gifts. The relationship was no secret, Chrome had given him honmei chocolates for a reason. Which was why he walked in with a bag containing a box of white chocolates, a white owl plushie and a dozen white roses and handed the gifts over to her. "Happy White Day, Nagi." Mukuro greeted her, using that name that only he was allowed to address her by. It wasn't quite an 'I love you.' But those words weren't always easy for him, he just hoped she understood that he was trying to express it in other ways. "Don't get sick from eating all the candy at once."

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From Here :: @whiskeysmulti

Chrome blinked out of one of her reveries when Mukuro asked her what she was thinking about.  Her one eye widened as it darted to glance into Mukuro’s opposite colored  eyes.  

“Mukuro-sama!  I was just thinking that if we divorced, Mukurou should go to me.  You can keep the ring.��

Yes, she thought that was a fair split if they ever went their separate ways.  Especially, since the ring was meant for Mukuro and not her. She nodded as if content with her decision.

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🩸 ...bleeding out. (For Chrome to find Gokuder or Mukuro bleeding out, your choice, from the whump masterlist.)

It had been days since Tsuna gave Mukuro a mission and things have so far gone as planned.  Chrome obediently stayed behind in the hotel.  Mukuro would check on her in their dreamscape to give her the updates, and she would report them to Tsuna.  Again, things were going well, until a couple of days ago.

Mukuro did not look very good as he visited the dreamscape.  He did not appear pristine.  A bruise was beginning to form on his very spirit within the serene astral plane.  He gave Chrome one cryptic message, and then he was gone.  She repeated it to Tsuna who had gone pale on video call.

Chrome lifted her brows before furrowing them in frustration.  She hated to be kept in the dark, but there was nothing she could do but wait for orders from Tsuna.  “Boss, is there something you’re not telling me?”

“I…” the Tenth stated.

“The mission can’t be disclosed, yet you put me on standby.  Mind filling me in?” Chrome asked.  “Mukuro-sama doesn’t usually send me urgent messages like that unless he’s in trouble.”

Tsuna looked as if he wanted to say something, but Gokudera butted in.

“Chrome, we’re doing all we can to locate Mukuro, can you please be patient?” Gokudera asked but regretted it when he saw Mist flames engulfing her.

“Mukuro-sama’s message states he’s clearly in danger, send me the coordinates.  I’m nearby, or I’ll bribe Viper to,” Chrome calmly stated, narrowing her visible eye.  Her eyes skimmed Tsuna’s silhouette before Tsuna replied.

“Very well, I’ll send you the coordinates.”

Three hours later after the video conference, Mukurou arrived battered but holding its box and the Mist ring.  Chrome’s eye widened.  Without a moment’s notice, she prepared for the mission to rescue Mukuro.  Fastening her secondary box weapons to her waist along with the one she shared with Mukuro, she hurried out the door.  Nodded to the guardsmen on duty, and hurried down the corridor of the luxury hotel.

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It was hours and a tough battle since, and Chrome pushed herself off the floor.  She let out a small grunt as she noticed her stomach caving in.  She could feel the warm liquid trickle down the side of her lips.  Her eyesight was dimming.  She hovered a hand over her imploding stomach and stabilized her organs.  Chrome wiped the blood from her lips and continued going as Mukurou pointed the way.

Her eyes widened when she saw a figure lying in a pool of blood.  His dark blue hair fanned out behind him.  His eyes closed.  Chrome stepped forward but stopped.  He was in a bad state, but there was a possibility the enemy was luring her into a trap.  Chrome’s one eye closed and opened before she pulled out Chandra’s box.  She held the box as a flaming moth spread its wings and fluttered a fan of Mist flame sparks around Mukuro.

The moth’s flames would be the foundation of an illusion and buy her time to stabilize Mukuro.  Chrome entered the illusion and knelt next to Mukuro after proving the body was not a trap, but the real Mukuro.  She had to work quickly.  She could not tell when he was this hurt, but he did not have much time left.

“Don’t you dare die on me, Mukuro-sama,” she says.

Luckily, she knew a little bit of medicine thanks to her condition.  The man had lost a lot of blood.  Chrome checked Mukuro’s vitals before she stabilized him with some of Chandra’s flames and her own.  Chrome shrugged out of her coat and tied it around Mukuro as a tourniquet.  She sent coordinates via radio to headquarters.

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Mukuro or Gokudera (for who Chrome would rather kiss?)

”Mukuro,” Chrome says without hesitation.

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"Maybe I was safe to you, and you needed to feel that." (Mukuro for Chrome)

  “Maybe I was safe to you, and you needed to feel that.”

Chrome looked up at him with her one good eye.  There was pain in it.  M.M. warned her that Mukuro was just using her, but that was fine with her.  She needed him as much as he needed her, but maybe she needed him more because of the illusion organs that helped her live.

“True, Mukuro-sama, but I needed you as much as you needed me at one time,” she said.  “We were simply using each other to survive.”

A small, melancholic smile as she looked at Mukuro.  She blinked the tears back.

“M.M. from the future warned me which was kind of her,” Chrome said.  She did not know what else to say.  So why did it feel like Mukuro was having a tough time with this as well?  They were not bonded anymore.  She was not merely his vessel anymore.

So why…?  Were they so intrinsically linked?  Perhaps.  It gave her hope, but she quelled it from going further.  There was no way in any of the Hells she would beg him to stay.  Mukuro may have been her savior and someone she looked up to now.  However, now, he was someone she wanted to surpass and be an equal.

“Goodbye, Mukuro,” she said.  Except it would not be goodbye.  No, by the time he comes back to the town, she would have grown immensely as an illusionist in her own right.

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Chrome's Tags

⇢✶ training with the Sasagawas  《chrome’s questionnaire results》

[Questionnaire Results]

⇢✶about the petite illusionist  《chrome’s headcanons》

[Headcanons]

⇢✶musings from the fog  《chrome’s musings》

[Musings]

⇢✶interview with a mist guardian  《chrome’s answers》

[Ask Replies]

⇢✶ trials by combat 《chrome’s rp replies》

[RP Replies]

⇢✶misty ambiance 《chrome’s soundtrack》

[Soundtrack]

⇢✶tridents and lotuses《chrome’s aesthetics》

[Aesthetics]

⇢✶ the budding lotus《chrome dokuro 》

⇢✶nagi reincarnated as chrome  《chrome’s main verse》

[Main Verse - KHR]

⇢✶twin flames manifested  《chrome x mukuro》

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"Nagi," Mukuro called out to her from in their illusion world. It was one of the only places they both felt safe. "How has Sawada been treating you?" (from Mukuro from my inbox call)

Chrome decided to put herself on autopilot once Mukuro called to her.  One-half of her consciousness was walking with Chikusa and Ken back to headquarters.  The other is within the grassy meadows.  In the recesses of her mind, she wore a white dress differentiating from the military look she is often clad in.  She always wondered why that was, but perhaps it was because she was always one foot in the spirit world and the living world.

“Mukuro-sama has called,” Chrome said to Chikusa and Ken.  “Please walk a little slower.”  As she hugged her bag to herself.

“M.M. will get mad we’re keeping her waiting,” Ken piped up.

“Mukuro-sama has called,” Chrome merely repeated herself.  Firmly.

Inside the dreamscape, she called out to Mukuro.  Only to spot him in his usual place, sitting on the highest hill overlooking the meadow.  There were puffy clouds in the sky.  She followed his voice and took a seat next to him, while her consciousness kept walking with Chikusa and Ken.

“Sawada-kun has been treating me fair.  Ken-kun and Chikusa-kun have been treating me well too.  It is me who has grown a fondness for sweets rather than steady meals,” she said.  “Do you need Chikusa-kun’s and Ken-kun’s help?  M.M.-san has arrived earlier than she originally intended.”

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Don't be nice. Be loyal. Nice can be faked. Loyalty can not. (Mukuro for Chrome)

  “Don’t be nice.  Be loyal.  Nice can be faked.  Loyalty can not.”

  The calm meadows and the puffy clouds lazily drift in the sky.  Chrome was familiar with the dreamscape.  It was her dreamscape away from everything and the place she met Mukuro.  Away from a body with missing and illusionary organs, to a girl who was whole and content.  It was Heaven away from what she considered Hell.

  However, it was a message from her more experienced illusionist.

  “I have been loyal to you for years,”  Chrome says, softly.  “I have been your eye and ears.  I want to be more than that.  I dream to be more than that, and yet…”

  Chrome’s visible eye closed and tears fell from her eye and eye socket.

  “They warn me you were only using me,” she says, as the green grass withered and died and the clouds became gray and dense with rain.  The wind picked up as she stood.  She looked at him with her visible eye, the tears continued to fall.  However, there was defiance.  “You might be, but what they don’t know… I was using you as well.”

  A small smile curved at her features.  She stood up, and as she stood and her feet padded the ground the grass grew again quickly.  The clouds disappeared and made way for the blue sky.  It was frightening what the young illusionist could do so quickly if she put her mind to it.  If she truly practiced.  She might one day surpass even Mukuro, but she was still learning.  She was still growing, but also had to create her own organs.

  “What now, Mukuro-sama?” she asked, emphasis on the usual honorific.