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[suchselfishness]

Characters: Rokudo Mukuro & Rhode Kamelot
Location: Casa Mukulot => A special date
Rating: G
Time: February 14, afternoon
Description: After a shift at Deadly Pretty, Rhode comes home to a nice surprise from her partner.

Rhode was a bit sore in the feet from all her running around at the cafe, but she didn't bother changing out of her maid uniform when she left. It was the one day she didn't feel too silly wandering around in a pink maid uniform, with the extra frills making her feel just a bit cuter than she normally did. It was a nice day for a walk, and she was excited to get home to some chocolates and sweets of her own.

It didn't take her long to reach the apartment, humming a quiet little tune as she made her way up the stairs. As she unlocked the apartment door, she slipped her feet out of her shoes, bending down and picking them up as she stepped inside.

"Mukuro!" She chirped, closing the door and locking it behind herself. "I'm home!"

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[karmafree]

Mukuro hummed, looking incredibly thoughtful as he traipsed along.

"Yes, I suppose that will do."

[suchselfishness]

"What's that supposed to mean?"

She frowned up at him- much farther up than she was used to- trying to keep pace with his legs and not trip on the uneven cobblestones.

[karmafree]

An easy chuckle, as he slowed down just so. He knew that she was having a hard time keeping up, even if she would never admit it.

"It means that you are, indeed, adorable, devious, brilliant and many other things besides."

[suchselfishness]

Rhode skipped ahead just a few steps, making sure that she wouldn't fall behind again.

"I'm glad you recognize it. It would be awful, if I had a partner who didn't know just how lucky they were."

[karmafree]

"I doubt you would even partner up with someone like that in the first place, my dear. You have that thing called Taste."

Now they were finally leaving the city proper, traipsing down the bridge leading to the outer zone. Wherever were they going, really?

[suchselfishness]

"Well, I could have found some rich, old man who just likes spending money on a cute little girl."

It was supposed to be a joke, but her tone made it apparent that she didn't really see it as unrealistic. She was glancing around, trying to puzzle out where they were heading but still not asking.

[karmafree]

"You would have gotten bored too quickly and too soon with someone like that."

Mukuro appeared not to notice: he was already hopping off of the railing, and cutting to the left. A few turns later, and the path changed: it was strewn with flowers, and appeared to be leading up to one particular ruined house in the abandoned section of town.

[suchselfishness]

"I can survive being bored."

She'd done it before, in her own world and here. She just wouldn't be terribly happy about it, and she'd end up channeling her frustration into less productive things (like bullying idiots, and things like that).

Rhode was distracted from her thoughts by her partner's change of direction, though, blinking and taking a few moments to follow. When they turned that last corner, she stopped- Staring at it with a mixture of surprise and confusion before it finally fell into place: This was for her.

"... Oh. Oh, Mukuro."

[karmafree]

"Hmm?"

His tone was lazy, as if he could not understand what Rhode was getting all excited about. Mukuro continued to traipse along, following the flower trail perfectly, right up to the doorstep of the house. Then he entered and started climbing the stairs.

[suchselfishness]

Rhode was still standing at the end of the path when he went inside, looking up and realizing that he'd moved along without her. After a moment, she ran to catch up with him, catching herself on the edge of the doorway with one hand and swinging around to get enough momentum to get up the stairs after him.

"Did you do all of this?" She asked, looking up at him as she tapped along beside him. "Did you do all of this for me?"

[karmafree]

"Well, yes. Who else would I do this for?"

Really, Rhode: why was it so surprising? He had killed for you already.

Not that you knew about that, but well...

[suchselfishness]

Even if she wasn't fully aware of it, she was still waiting for the other shoe to fall- For Mukuro to forget something that would be small to him but meant the world to her, to let her down somehow. Every time he went a little farther, she was somehow delighted and mystified all at once.

"... Nobody, I suppose."

He really did care for her. No one would go this far for someone they didn't really care about.

[karmafree]

"Precisely."

Chrome Dokuro never showed up, as things were, and if she did now... well, she'd have to get used to sharing.

That thought was amusing enough to make him chuckle. Then he was swinging the door to the rooftop open before Rhode could ask what was so funny, and revealing, with a little flourish, exactly what he had prepared: a pinic spread, petals and candles everywhere, with baskets full of food and bottles of wine.

"Have a seat, my dear."

[suchselfishness]

"Oh!"

Rhode let out a noise as they stepped out on the roof, completely distracted from any thoughts she'd been having only moments before. It was picturesque, and terribly romantic; she caught herself with one hand to her mouth, covering the little 'o' of surprise on her lips.

She was only frozen for a moment, though, brought back to the real world by her partner's voice. Glancing over to him, she stepped over the petals daintily, settling down in a nice spot with her knees tucked gracefully to one side.

[karmafree]

Mukuro, in turn, settled down across of Rhode and beside one of the baskets. He proceeded to hum as he set things out: simple but fine things for them to nibble on, all Italian.

"No one else will have as pleasant an day as we will."

He was sure of that.

[suchselfishness]

Rhode watched him move about with a little smile, practically glowing with happiness. Everything looked delicious, and she was beginning to realize just how hungry she was after all that running around at work.

"Is that a promise?"

She asked, tone teasing as she reached for a treat of her own.

[karmafree]

Mukuro, in the meantime, merely smiled. He was sitting back now, apparently content with letting her get the first pick of... well, everything.

"Yes."

And he was not the type to make promises, precisely because he was rarely ever interested or invested enough to keep them. Odd how things changed.