#⌈ ✨ ⌉ QUEUE. || ✧ —LIE∙QUEUEIS.

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Seeing just how excited he became when Mukuro accepted his invitation to lunch, Mukuro's own lips would grown into a large smile and a little laugh would leave her lips when an arm was flung around her。

Sure, it was something that she wasn't expecting but it wasn't like she hated it。 Maybe that was because she hardly had anyone she could really consider a friend

「It's alright!」 Mukuro said with a short laugh, a friendly smile still on her lips as he realized what he had done and backed away。

Besides, it wasn't like he was a total stranger, she knew him (well, not really), so the sudden half-embrace wasn't horrible, plus she'd be lying if she said it didn't feel nice。

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Mukuro gave a little nod as she began to pick a few of her favorites and set the aside to pack away in some to-go containers。 A little giggle leaving her lips when he asks if she'd want a goodnight kiss from him。

「I wouldn't say no to that, I tend to kiss on the first date,」 well, technically Mukuro tended to sleep with someone on the first date, but a kiss is just fine too。

‘‘Mh, we can! You can pick your favorites and I’ll take the rest. Then I’ll fly you home. Want me to kiss you goodnight too?’‘

It was a bit more of a tease than anything else, but with how affectionate Eran was he wouldn’t exactly say no to a kiss or two. Hell, he’d stay permanently attached to her side for cuddles if he could. He really was quite an odd one, wanting to do nothing but snuggle if he could.

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There was a small swell of pride in her when she noticed that he was somewhat caught off guard by her shifting and spoke about interesting it was to witness。 From where she was from, back when kitsune were more commonplace, seeing something like this wouldn't have been as interesting as it was now, so to hear that he thought of this interesting, made her rather happy。

Mukuro did expect him to ask questions sure, but wasn't really expecting him to ask if she'd allow him to ask questions。

「Questions? Sure, I suppose so,」 after all, it was clear that he wasn't going to stop his perusing of this monster just because she was after it first。 So having some sort of conversation would be rather nice。

Interesting, she turned into a woman before his very eyes, no longer that large fox that spoke to him in human tongue. At the very least it would explain why she was able to take the quest in the first place. He’s read about tricksters within Inazuma being foxes..or Kitsune as the scripts would put it. Never in his life did he ever imagine that he’d meet one for himself, it was truly magnificent, something reading a book behind a desk wouldn’t have taught him. “Now it’s getting interesting, a shapeshifter.” 

After seeing her, a mere beast was nothing in comparison. Now he wanted to know more about her, her past, her experiences, does this skill mean she also has longevity in life? Questions like that were buzzing around his head but he knew better than to be a chipper child in a house full of toys, instead, he took the revelation calmly.  “Maybe you’d allow me a few questions whilst we look for this rare monster together.”

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「Unfortunately, I have,」 Mukuro said with a small, airy laugh, thankfully, Mukuro hardly crossed paths with picky eaters, or at least the type of picky eater that refused to try even the smallest bites of things。

「The weirdest thing。。。 hm, probably a century egg?」 She answered as she followed Anita off the academy grounds。

"It's totally a compliment! You ever met a picky eater? They suck the fun out of everything because they won't try anything new! It's not even that they won't like it after 'cause that's fine. It's just refusing to try the smallest bite." She huffed stubbornly, but any annoyance she might have felt was quickly brushed aside.

"Makes me wonder, though." She motioned for Mukuro to follow her out of the academy and off the grounds, not caring in the least that they were skipping. "What's the weirdest thing you've eaten where you're from?"

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「Thank you,」 Mukuro is quick in fishing out a cigarette from the pack, holding the cigarette between her lips as she watched him light up his before assisting her。

While her state of dress wasn't as bad as his, but her sleeves and parts of her uniform that were more ' flowy ' were heavily battle damaged and nothing had become too revealing as of yet。

When the cigarette she held was lit up and she took that initial inhale。

「Ahh, I see you smoke menthols too, nice choice。」 She remarks as she exhales smoke through her nose, just in time to let out a little chuckle and pockets the lighter back from where she retrieved it from。

「Better than not being able to have one, I suppose。」 Mukuro responds with a small shrug having taken the cigarette out of her mouth to properly speak as well as shake off some loose ash。 It was probably a too nonchalant thing to say given the circumstances, but there'd be a proper time to morn the loss of her fallen comrades, right now just wasn't the time in her mind。

She's cute, in the way women are cute covered in bloodshed. It does things to Shuuhei's insides that he won't share.

Resisting the urge to stick it between her teeth on his own, he holds out the crumpled pack. The exterior is bent to shit but the sticks themselves are dry and unharmed. In better shape than his clothes, at least. He's missing most of one pant leg and his chest and back bleed onto his shredded kosode. When her thumb flicks the lighter on, he holds his hand over the flame, inhales, and tastes the heat of the fire and the minty quality of menthols.

"It's the end of the world and we're having a fucking smoke break," he says while shielding the flame for this woman. He's not sure he remembers her name. There are so many he's seen live and die that they bleed into each other. Makima, maybe? Mocha? Mukino? Fuck.

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「I don't find this your fault,」 Mukuro said in response, watching has the other moved her palms to over where Mukuro felt the slight sting of pain, and as the shock slowly dissipated, the more pain that her body began to feel。 She'd wince slightly, even if Mukuro wasn't actively being touched the pain that began to bloom from her side was enough to make her wince。

「If you're able to do something for this pain, soon would be great。」

ambrose had rose through the dirt the minute that blood had met the ground of the wood. hunters had evaded their overall senses and this was normally the outcome. ( ambrose is ignorant to the fact that context could lie outside of the dirt ground. )

❛ this is my fault. ❜ voice hushed, gentle — palms hovered her form. ❛ you were in danger and i wasn't able to help. ❜

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「If you need to, you're welcome to cut or rip anything to get it out of the way。」 Mukuro spoke, she didn't really care about the state of her clothing now, or really at any time, clothing was easily replaced and if some of it was already tattered and bloodied, then she wouldn't mind if more was torn or cut from her。

「Yep,」 Mukuro said with a nod, she was used to the sharp sting of antibacterial wash and her mind was prepared for the sensation。

Truth moved her clothing just enough to get a better view of the wound and more room to work within. He first took the antibacterial wash, but before he applied it, he brought his eyes to theirs and gave a reassuring half smile. “This will sting. A lot.”

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Mukuro gave a small nod, a little smile on her lips as the silence that fell between the two of them was a comfortable one and the soft smile remained on her lips during that time。 She couldn't really explain it, but she just felt comfortable around him, much unlike other's she'd interact with and a silence befell the conversation。

「My specialty? Hm, probably zanjutsu or hakuda, I'm a very offensive style of fighter it turns out, what about you?」 She recalled his shakkaho he demonstrated, or rather attempted to, Mukuro was also rather bad at kido but thankfully not to that degree, that was something she wasn't planing to say out loud anytime soon。

「My zanpakutō? Sure, the name is Musou Hebi and as far as I know now, i believe it's a poison/venom type of zanpakutō。 What about yours?」

"Ehe, thanks." Renji laughs sheepishly, clearing his throat as a moment of silence descended down upon them. Somehow, she made him feel comfortable. Like an old friend whom he didn't have to put up airs around.

After walking along in relatively silence, and making sure he kept his distance,Renji spoke up once more.

"So Mukuro, what's yer specialty?" She must be smart, if she had been able to attend the advanced classes at the Academy. But unlike most of his peers, Renji sucked at kido. She must have seen how he fumbled his shakkaho - ah, his shameful history.

"And yer zanpakuto! Tell me about it!

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When he repeated what kind of food they'd be having Mukuro feared that for a moment that he didn't like the type of food she had in mind, but when he didn't have any other type of comment to add and when he moved the conversation to the bike, Mukuro then assumed that he didn't mind。

Sitting behind him on the motorcycle, Mukuro wrapped her arms around him and made sure that she wasn't going to fall off as he'd get them to their destination。

After they've arrived and he stated that he was actually excited for the food, that boosted Mukuro's confidence in picking a good place。

「Are you? I'm glad~」 Mukuro said with a smile spreading on her lips as she slipped off of the motorcycle, adjusting her skirt in the process to make sure that it didn't slip up。

「I'm excited too~」 She said as she held out her arm for him to take to walk into the restaurant together。

“Pasta..” He spoke softly as his mind began to remember quiet times. ‘Yeah, I used to eat Pasta all the time with her.’ The voice in his head spoke up..a memory perhaps, yes he could almost taste the dish with its rich sauce, how he was a little enthusiastic about eating it and it burnt his tongue. He’d spend the worse two days of his life dealing with the aftermath of his greedy behavior. “I don’t mind it and I can tell you the person won’t be missing this.”

He spoke rather softly twisting the handle, reviving the motor as he speeds off with a single kick. Over the mountain terrain of the secret trails made through walls until they were above the plate and into the eighth Sector. It wasn’t long until they were at the restaurant she spoke about. Something on the Italian side, definitely something different and he welcomed it.

“We’re here. I’m actually excited cause I’ve never been here before.” Most likely he’d never been able to afford it..until now anyway. Being a mercenary did come with its nice share of gil but the way Cloud’s been about that job..well, he’s far too lenient than he appeared.

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「Oh really?」 Mukuro couldn't say she was surprised to hear that, although a part of her figured that maybe they would have had somewhat different personalities compared from when they were angels to now as demons。

「Yeah I've tried my best to not get on his bad side, and I think he lets me off a little easier since I'm a human,」 which she's thankful for of course。

Her gaze softens considerably when he brings up no he wished that this whole thing wouldn't take so long and that when she'd leave he wouldn't be able to visit, 「I wish I could stay too。。。 I'd much rather stay if I'm honest。」 Mukuro says as she reaches over to gently take a hold of his hand, 「I think I could make a good case to stay here, I'll try and talk to Lord Diavolo about it some time。」

"He's always been like that, even when we were angels. He wasn't as rough, but it was still scary getting on his bad side." A disturbed shudder ran up the length of Beelzebub's spine. Mukuro's existence and her participation in the exchange program meant that the brothers had changed, bit by bit, but there were still troublesome streaks that cut the peace and called for the punishments that Beelzebub dreaded.

"I know, Lord Diavolo's said that too. I just. . ." He trailed off to think, gaze lowering to the picnic blanket underneath them. "I wish it wouldn't take so long. It means that when your year is up, you'll have to go back, and I can't visit you whenever I want."

Magenta eyes slid up, wide and pitiful like a puppy's. "I wish he'd just let you stay."

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「You have by no means invaded my home Oliver,」 Mukuro spoke with a small smile, 「I don't want you to rush or push yourself to return home if you're not well enough to yet,」he of course, knew what his body was capable of more than she did, but Mukuro didn't want him to leave as soon as possible just because he felt like he was intruding upon her space。

As much as she wanted to tell Oliver that he didn't need to give her a gift or take her out as thanks, since him being alive was enough of a reward in of itself. But she knew that if she said something, he wouldn't back down from getting her something or treating her to something。

Besides, Mukuro would have been lying to herself is she said that she wouldn't enjoy a gift from him or him taking her out somewhere。 Mukuro really did enjoy spending time with him, and the thought of going out on dates with him really got her heart racing。

As she watched Oliver eat while she also ate, Mukuro noticed him zoning out for just a short moment before Luna chose his lap as her next sleeping spot。 The smile still on her lips as she watched Luna settle in。

「If you need anything else, just let me know, okay?」 Mukuro said before she finished up her meal。

‘‘It is the least I can do after invading your home in such a manner. Hopefully by the end of the day I should be well enough to return home on my own. Ah, I shall get you a present to properly thank you for this. And a night out as well once I can handle such a thing. I would love treating the princess to a nice dinner and a night out in town.’‘

A soft smile on his face, he really wanted to spoil her. She was so kind, so sweet and gentle. And since Luna approved of her too, she really was a wonderful companion. Though while he wouldn’t admit such a thing to her, seeing it too rude, he loved how beautiful she looked as well.

At times he wanted to hold her, just holding her and making sure she felt appreciated. Maybe he could do that, since she didn’t much seem to mind his presence? Spacing out a bit as he ate, thinking about so many different things, he only snapped out of it once the little fox had moved to sit on his lap instead. Seems like she wanted her owner bed for now.

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「Absolutely, I'd love to,」 Mukuro spoke with a smile, traveling to the forest with them would definitely be an improvement on going alone。

「I'd certainly be honored if she did that~」 Mukuro quite enjoyed the little fox, which wasn't surprising considering she was one herself, but still, it always felt so nice when foxes loved her or enjoyed her company。

‘‘You are most welcome to join us if you wish. I’m sure you’ll love watching her run around like that. And if she so wishes, I’m certain that she will rest on your lap once she has spent her energy.’‘

Luna was quite the cuddly little thing after all, and if her happy squeals were anything to go by she was very fond of Mukuro already. Such an honor indeed, being chosen by the cute little fox as worthy enough to be sat on. At least she wasn’t the worst for sure, a happy little snugglebug.

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「Ahh,」before Ramuda explained that his friend was traveling, Mukuro was ready to assume that his friend had passed, so when Ramuda would clarified that his friend was traveling, she felt herself relax a little more。

「Well, I hope that he returns soon, I'm sure he'd be proud of what all you accomplished。」 After all, she couldn't see why he wouldn't be, after all, Mukuro would be rather proud of him were she and old friend of his, hell, she already was rather impressed that he did all this and seemed rather successful。

‘‘A friend. He’s not here anymore, instead he’s going all around the world to learn lots more about fashion! I hope he comes back soon though...I wanna show him all the cute stuff I made.’‘

He really missed Hanabi, wanted to hug him and show him his smiles and show off all the cute clothes he had made since they first met. Although, would he hate him? Almost all his old friends did by now, so why should Hanabi be different? Quick to shove those thoughts aside, he started styling her hair. Just something simple, three braids merging into a simple ponytail.