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!

"There wasn't much to do at the base, that's why I took a walk in the forest. So I followed you home." Jil let go of his hold on Fran and sat on his bed. "It seems you told everybody. I have no idea why they're freaking out though, Sh

"Well,you're the enemy..."

"Nonetheless, you're mine so that's just tough for them." Jil sighed, kissing Mammon passionately as he crawled inbetween his legs again.

 

(Lol, could you imagine Bel walks in right now "Fran I just wanted tooooOOOOOOH!")

(You mean 'Fran'?)

 

He couldn't help but kiss back rather roughly. "Jil-senpai," He breathed through a few gasps.

 

("Ohai. Just wanted to say you're a FAAAAAAaaaag!!")

(AAAH, FAIL! No JilxMammon please!!!)

 

Jil smirked, raising an unseen eyebrow.

"Fran..." He kissed him with equal roughness, their hips clashing as he pulled Fran closer.

 

( I-can't-breath! The visual was hilarious! But not as funny as Fran's squeak and Phantasma's croak xDDD)

(Yarly. = u =)

 

"Uh...." He tried not to show pleasure, as it was out of line for him to do so.

"It's okay y'know, no one's here." He nibbled on Fran's ear, resting his hands at the small of his back.

"Ahh...What the hell are you talking about? If I get too vocal, then Kat or Bel will hear."

"Not if that loud shark continues to yell like that. And even if," Jil grinded his hips forward slowly. "We can just lock the door or something. You are an illusionist, hude her moans with an illusion Fran?"

"Ahh...Okay..." He did so, so that nobody would hear.

 

Peeeeeerfect.

Shoichi yawned as he leaned back in his rollie chair, his fingers aching. He was exhausted but he needed to get this project done for Tsuna, everything depended on it. This time machine was very important for everyone. A sudden knock sounded throughout the base and Shoichi jumped at the sound. He was always on edge in this base.

"C-come in."

And in came the Cervello. The two pink-haired women nodded at him. "Byakuran-sama would like to see you."

Shoichi felt the knot in his stomach tighten and twist but he did nothing but gulp.

"O-oh, thank you for the message." He didn't bother changing out of his teal T-shirt and jeans as he knocked on Byakuran's door quitely and hesitantly.

Byakuran looked to his door and smiled. DAT MUST BE SHOU-firetruckIN'-CHAN. "Come in~"

"H-hello Byakuran-sama." Shoichi greeted, putting on his usual composure, his heart pounding 20 times faster. Everytime he did this, he lied, he ran te risk of getting caught...or killed.

"Hi, Shou-chan~" He greeted rather cheerfully for someone who killed 2948357 people a day.

Shoichi refrained from shifting uncomfortably, instead looking around the desk Byakuran was sitting behind.

"You called for me? What is it you wanted?"

"You've been sick for a long time...How are you doing?" He asked, fiddling with his coat. It was very VERY odd that he was mysteriously sick for an entire week right after Tsuna passed away.

Shoichi gulped. 'He knows, he knows, God he knows...' Shoichi ignored the increasing pain his stomach as he practically broke out in a cold sweat in his mental breakdown.

"Oh...er, I-I'm fine Byakuran-sama, don't worry. I've just caught a...a virus or sonething!"

"You seemed to be on the computer a lot...what were you doing?" He asked in the most friendly tone he could muster. HE WAS ON TO HIM FFFUUU

"Ah...I was-ngh." Shoichi flinched, panting slightly as his stomach churned. "I-I was doing some research for a new project I'm constru-u-" Shoichi choked up as he fell to his knees, puking up all his breakfeast all over the floor. How embarrasing...

Byakuran looked away in disgust. "Wonderful...I just mopped that yesterday. GINGERBREAD CLEAN THAT UP!"

 

"But it's--"

"CLEAN IT."

"Okay."

Shoichi blushed feriously, wiping his mouth clean and popping in a mint from his pocket.

"G-gomen Byakuran-sama. I-I'm just not feeling well I think I'll go to my room to rest..." Shoichi murmered, attempting to get up but only tipping over once again from being so naucious.

Byakuran shook his head with a smile. Offering his hand to him kindly, he bent down to him. "You can stay in here with me, Shou-chan..."

Shoichi looked up at Byakuran, blushing...but he swore it was only because of his upcoming fever...maybe.

"I couldn't Byakuran-sama! I wouldn't want to intrude on yo-ouu." He clutched his stomach. "On second thought....m-maybe I will." He took ahold of Byakuran's hand, holding onto it gingerly.