This is a Katekyoushi Hitman REBORN! RolePlay 1x1.

 

Nobody is allowed to post in this thread besides me or Zexion/Ienzo, but please feel free to read to your liking! Please enjoy the RolePlay, and if you don't favor the following pairings, then please don't bother reading.

 

PAIRINGS:

 

Fon x Mammon

Squalo x Bel

Dino x Hibari

Jil x Fran

Spanner x Byakuran

 

 

Zexion/Ienzo, TAKE IT AWAY!

"Well aren't we all talkative." Fong sighed, standing up, and putting his unfinished plate in the sink. He never finished. The chinese male took one last look at Mammon before walking away, outside.

 

When he had left Colonnello piped up.

"Does he seem a little out of it to you guys? I mean, more than usual?"

"Maybe he killed a man!" Skull joked before getting smacked by Mammon. "Idiot. He wouldn't do something like that." He retorted.

(Oh the irony Skull )

 

Reborn to hit Skull over the head, tilting his fedora down.

"Idiot errand boy, you should know better." Luce giggled.

"Fong has internal issues, like everyone. He'll sort them out."

???

"No...No, STOP!" A man protested as he backed up into a tree. Fong cornered him, cutting the man off as he sunk his teeth into the man's flesh. He drank up his fill and when he was done he let the drained corpse fall to the ground.

 

(BRB, gotta go shopping.)

(Kay...Meh, I'm not enjoying this one too much...Can we keep the couple and just switch up the plot or something? D: )

(...Why don't you like fun? -sigh- I NEVER get to do this idea with you...Fine, new plot.)

 

Fong didn't dislike many things. He was a very acceptable person. But, no matter what who it was doing this, he couldn't stand or tolerate impudence for a long period of time. Which is why many find it hard to believe Fong can bother to be aroud Mammon. Though he leaves after 56 minutes exactly of being with him, he manages to tolerate him. At the moment, Fong and the said teen were nearing that bad place.

'Find your happy place Fong...'

"Well I must protest. Paranormal activities do not exist. They haven't been proven!"

(Wait...What 'bad place'? D: )

(Like getting irritated/angry? You've never heard that phrase befre have you?...Hey! I thought you were asleep That's what your mom told me an hour ago!)

(I heard the phone ring. I replied to the Pm as well.)

 

"Really? I've believed in that stuff since I was little." He replied, posting a comment in a random thread on /x/.

 

Edit: *sigh*

(SORRY, had to do chores ^^")

 

Fong raised an eyebrow, looking incredulously at Mammon.

"Oh really? And why is that?"

Mammon sighed. "I dunno, I just did? It caught my attention." He replied, getting up to get some water or something. Sometimes Fong made him want to punch a puppy in the face.

Fong shrugged, getting up to go....Yeah I'm not feeling this plot....do you have any ideas?

(Nope. ;3; Do you? Like, for another pairing?)

Eeeerrr.....ah.....no

owo

 

Well this backfired on us. xDD I propose that until we get another idea, we start another one of these...with a different anime. Liiiiiiiike Shaman King! Oooooor Death Note...Or FMA. Or Kingdom Hearts. or Naruto. :0

 

Oh, the possibilities...

Fong tiptoed quietly, trying to sneak up on his target. He held his breath, reaching his hands out to grasp Mammon.

"I can sense you." He said flatly, flipping through the pages of a random book. As an illusionist, he was good at sensing stuff...and stuff.

Fong smiled, giving a sigh and flipped over the couch and landing in front of Mammon.

"As always. I have a request to ask of you."

Mammon didn't make eye contact. "What is it?" He set his book down gingerly.

Fong tilted hs head to the side and held out an envolope.

"Open it."

He scowled at him before snatching the envelope. He hesitated. "...For some reason I don't trust you."

Fong chuckled, sitting next to Mammon.

"That depends on how you'll take this."

He cocked an eyebrow. Opening it cautiously, he found a pair of tickets inside. Three Days Grace tickets. "Um...thank you?"

"Well, will you go with me, on a date?" Fong asked, telling Mammon what his request was. "That's why I got them for you, I know you like that band."

"But you don't." He said simply. He looked at the tickets carefully. "Why do you want to go with me if you don't like the music?"

Fong gave a slight frown, hesitating before answering.

"Because it's something you enjoy. If itmakes you happy then..." He paused changing the original words he had in mind. "I'll go along with it." He ended with a smile.