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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Dangan_Ronpa_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Ikusaba_Mukuro/Kirigiri_Kyouko
  Character:
      Mukuro_Ikusaba, Kyouko_Kirigiri, the_shitty_scientists, the_shittier
      people, Our_special_guest_stars, Makoto_Naegi, Byakuya_Togami, Aoi
      Asahina
  Additional Tags:
      Kinky, kinda_like_human_trafficking, the_""don't_like_don't_read""_shit,
      i_love_this_ship_and_people_need_to_know_about_this_shit, oh_right
      halloween_special_shit_like_that, could_probably_be_a_oneshot, could_be
      smutty
  Series:
      Part 1 of The_Gay_Babes
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-06 Completed: 2017-11-11 Chapters: 5/5 Words: 5420
****** Controlled ******
by KishkaeStuff
Summary
     warning**
     kinda like human trafficking
     if that upsets you
     don't read it please
     thanks
     ~~
     Mukuro Ikusaba, a small fragile little vampire, was taken to a lab
     for testing. She's being controlled by people, but she couldn't care
     less, people are deciding how she lives and she can live up to that.
     Things change for her when someone she's never met takes her away and
     sells her to someone. Someone that Mukuro really didn't mind being
     sold to, she was pretty, but seemingly cold and distant.
     But for some reason, she wanted to make her happy.
Notes
     hi
     so uhm
     this is really gay
     it has what
     like 5 fanfictions of *just* them
     it's despairing
     this is kyouko's really shitty birthday present
     so enjoy this kinky shit
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Gifting Day *****
Mukuro stayed completely still. It was another testing day for them. A boring
day where scientists would test them to see how they worked. Her usual chain
was on, one along the neck. They didn't care for her fangs, they were pretty
dull, after all she had never used them. Besides, she was only turned a few
days ago, she'd never have enough time to sharpen them anyway.
She looked a bit surprised when the door to her room was just open, no one to
guide her to the dining room and then back to wait for hours to see if they'd
be tested. Besides, all they were served was a weird, thick, red thing. It
wasn't blood, other people there said it tasted nothing like it. Mukuro never
liked it anyway, she wasn't one to eat much, really. Everyone seemed concerned
about her health, and she had been taken away two days ago, her hands bound up.
They shoved mashed up food down her throat, but she'd never swallow it. They
tried yesterday, too, and Mukuro gave up and swallowed a little bit of it.
Mukuro flicked herself and got out of her daze, waiting patiently for the
person who was to take her. Someone walked in and yanked on her chain, she
almost choked. She hissed at the person and kicked them. They suddenly stopped
and something went across her mouth and she felt her arms being tied again.
Mukuro stopped resisting and walked with them, being led out and thrown inside
a truck, her head hitting against the metal. She screeched in pain before being
sat up and felt everywhere. She was stripped, along with all her chains as she
was inspected and touched by someone before her clothes went back on. She
didn't mind as much as she would have a few days ago, after all this always
happened during tests. Mukuro saw two guys talking to each other, she could
tell they were speaking Russian but didn't understand it.
"The girl would be great as a sex toy, anyone want somethin' like that?"
"uhm.. O-one girl sir!" Someone read off a clipboard.
"Name please?"
"Kyouko Kirigiri, sir!"
"Hmm.." The guy who seemed to be in charge looked at the clipboard and what was
checked off. "You, feel up the girl again. I need her three sizes, cup size,
height, and weight."
Mukuro felt herself being taken to the back and stripped again, tape measures
going around her body. She watched someone write things down. She got picked up
and straightened against the truck wall before being lifted again. Mukuro stood
there and the person feeling her left before coming back again. Her underwear
was put back on her and someone else came in with different clothes for her to
wear, them being thrown at her. Mukuro put them on and sighed. 'Why is this
happening? Why can't I defend myself?' She jolted when she heard yelling from
the outside and she was dragged out again.
"The girl's way too thin! She needs to eat!" The same guy in charge yelled.
"I'm sorry sir, they've already tried and she's eaten very little.."
"They haven't tried hard enough! We're being paid good money for this shit, she
has to be perfect!"
Mukuro saw food on the counter and immediately sat up and hissed. She was
immediately pushed down and restrained, chains going around her wrists, neck,
mouth, even her ankles. She felt something pierce her neck and she suddenly
felt tired and sleepy, although having been sleeping every day for most of it.
Mukuro heard them say one thing in Japanese that she tried to decode, but
didn't get it. "The girl's being sold, like it or not." Everything went blurry
and she could barely feel someone picking her up and being thrown in the truck
again, sliding down the wall and immediately going unconscious.
She woke up something like an hour later, she was extremely close to the wall,
so she could hear what the drivers were saying. 
"Eh? How far is she? We've been driving for hoursss.." She heard someone
complain.
"Chill, it's the next left. Is the vampire unconscious?"
"Dunno, she was knocked out and put under anesthesia, soo unlikely."
"Well once we get her, get her ass up."
"Her model ass?" Mukuro heard them laugh.
"Yup! Haha, lucky girl! Heard from that inspector she's the most sensitive one
we've found! And probably ever will find!"
"Damn."
"I know, wish I bought her. Think of all the sex that would happen!"
"Pfft, she could clean your house. Speaking of houses, we're here."
After a few minutes, Mukuro heard the back of the truck open. She stared at
them intently, she wanted an explanation for all of this.
"Oh my god, look at this girl! She woke up and they put her in fucking
lingerie.. oh my god hahaha.."
They both laughed at her. Mukuro felt helpless and hurt, she couldn't run and
she was being made fun of. She was used to it, but it still made her upset. She
closed her eyes and rolled over, facing away from them. She sighed as she heard
the two walking to her as she was lifted again. The boss, at least she thought
he was the boss, walked over to them and eased Mukuro on the ground. She still
was feeling tired and couldn't control herself properly, so she just stood
there, being pushed up to a house's front door. She stared at it, the outside
looked pretty nice. She saw someone opened the door and she blushed
immediately. A girl with lilac hair and a bit darker eyes stared at her. Mukuro
knew she was supposed to feel intimidated by her cold stare but she just
couldn't. She thought the girl was pretty and she could maybe become her friend
to stare at her face all day.
"Oh, you brought her. Give her to me." Mukuro blushed even more at her voice,
it was so beautiful to her. She was immediately pushed into her grip and Mukuro
looked up at her before looking behind her, the two drivers seemed to be
leaving. The girl handed the boss something and he stared at it for a second
before leaving. She was brought inside her home, it was really nice.
"I need to know your name." Mukuro looked a bit confused, then the covering
around her mouth was taken off. "Your name?"
"Uhm.. Ikusaba Mukuro.."
"Hmm.. I'm Kyouko Kirigiri, but to you, I'm Master. Understand?" Mukuro nodded
eagerly, someone would finally plan out her life and all that stress of knowing
what to do and when to do it vanished. 
"I'd like for you to say it."
"Master..?" She said hesitantly.
Kyouko held her cheek. "You'll do great, sweetheart." Mukuro smiled softly, she
noticed Kyouko's facial expression didn't change but that didn't matter. What
mattered was making Kyouko happy with her, so that she could finally see what
affection and friendship was instead of yelling and fighting. And for the first
time in a long time, Mukuro felt happy with herself and what she'd become.
 
***** Searching *****
Chapter Summary
     I HAVE WEIRD NAMES FOR CHAPTERS
     ~~
     Mukuro's figuring out how the heck life with someone actually works.
     Oh and also looking around.
Chapter Notes
     ok
     have fun
     i guess
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Mukuro stared at Kyouko before she went behind her. She looked confused before
she felt her wrists free and realized Kyouko had taken off the bindings. 
"Come sit next to me." Mukuro looked around and saw Kyouko on the couch. She
wanted to walk over to her but her ankles were bound and she didn't want to
trip and fall. She sighed but before she could try, Kyouko came back over and
looked at the chains around her ankles. "Explains your reluctancy, but unless
you have a reason, I don't want to see it again." Mukuro nodded slowly and the
chains were clipped off. Mukuro walked over to the couch Kyouko was sitting on
before and waited for her to sit down, almost immediately sitting right next to
her as she asked.
"You can speak if you want." Kyouko said coldly. Mukuro kept in a sigh, she
really hoped she wouldn't be like this forever. 
"What do you want?" Mukuro replied and stared at her. She took in everything
she saw, how her eyes seemed a bit dim and cloudy, but the light reflecting on
them made it barely noticeable. She noticed how much effort she put into
brushing her hair every day, how the strands clinged to each other in the front
and detached from each other in the back. Mukuro noticed how Kyouko was
examining her as well, reading her like an open book. She shook it off and
zoned out, still staring at her, immediately turning back to reality when
Kyouko clapped her gloved hands in her face. "Are you listening? I said I
didn't care."
"I'm sorry.." Mukuro looked down and apologized.
"It's fine. Stay here for a bit, I have school to go to. Look at the place, do
what you want." Kyouko got up and slid her high heeled boots on, Mukuro still
staring at her. "Oh, so that's why she's so fancy.." She thought and kept
staring. She paid very close attention to her, how her dark purple leather
jacket was a little looser compared to the rest of her clothing, and a bit
lopsided too. She remembered it was straight before, so she must've
accidentally messed it up. The thing Mukuro paid most attention to was the
stride in how she walked, it was subtle but there. Kyouko's walk was confident
and brisk, but how her hands were spread out was what Mukuro assumed was
disgust for something. She immediately worried Kyouko was disgusted by her, but
tried to look as emotionless as Kyouko was. She wasn't as good as she was at
it, when they were sitting together she had no idea how she felt about her. It
confused her, she could always tell how people felt by small changes in their
facial expression. She wanted to be able to read her too, it made her feel
concerned that she already knew everything about her.
Mukuro immediately stopped trying to overthink how Kyouko's walk was so
different when she heard the door shut abruptly. She blinked and laid down on
the couch boredly, looking around a bit. "This is a really nice place.." She
thought. "Well.. she said I could look around.." Mukuro stood up and walked
around, trying to look at everything. The house was so clean and tidy, she was
afraid to touch anything in case she messed it up. She noticed the white marble
floors of the kitchen, the reddish brown wood of the cabinets, and how the
silver stove and fridge complimented the place, and the low hanging black
chandelier with lights that glowed yellow, bringing light to the whole place,
the shining light impressing her more, in fact it was so close it could
brush against her head. She was still amazed, even though her parents were
quite rich and spoiled her, she never paid very much attention to anything in
their home. She should've though, it brought back bad memories of being
homeless but she shook it off. She stared at it a little more before deciding
to find Kyouko's bedroom.
Mukuro went up the stairs slowly, seeing three doors and just choosing the
middle one. It led to a bathroom, which Mukuro assumed was Kyouko's and went to
the door on the left. She was amazed by how clean she kept her room, her
clothes stacked neatly in three piles on top of her black dresser. Everything
was organized, to the purple silk sheets being perfect on her bed to the
pictures on her shelves. Everything matched each other and Mukuro was amazed
she took the time to set it all up. She stared at everything before going
downstairs and lying on a couch in Kyouko's living room, not wanting to snoop.
She immediately woke up when she heard Kyouko's keys jingle in the locks. She
fixed her hair and sat up, waiting patiently for her to enter. She saw Kyouko
open the door slowly and stared at her.
"Oh.. um, welcome back from school." Mukuro smiled softly.
"Thank you." Kyouko took off her boots and sat next to her, Mukuro noticed she
still hadn't smiled. "I'm taking you to meet my friends, follow me, I'll get
you dressed." Mukuro stood up and followed her as Kyouko led her into her
bedroom. Mukuro sat down on her bed and waited patiently, Kyouko threw some
clothes at her and she put them on. 
"Hmm.. Come on. Let's go." Kyouko held out her hand.
"Oh, um, right. Okay." Mukuro took it and immediately gripped on it.
"Also, when we're around my friends, call me Kyouko."
"Um, okay, Kyouko." Mukuro gripped tightly on her hand.
"Relax. I'll be with you." Mukuro nodded as Kyouko walked her down the stairs.
Mukuro still kept a tight grip on her hand, she was always paranoid about
meeting new people, she wouldn't know their expectations for her right away and
that kept making her nervous.
Mukuro shook it off and realized she was already sitting next to Kyouko and
watching her chat with her friends.
Chapter End Notes
     i remembered
     i guess
     i'm weird
     sorry
***** "Friends" *****
Chapter Summary
     I HAVE WEIRD NAMES FOR CHAPTERS
     ~~
     no more summaries
     i'll update every sunday or earlier
Chapter Notes
     so
     special guest stars that don't talk so much
See the end of the chapter for more notes
"Ahem." Mukuro heard the blonde haired one clear his throat and she also felt
Kyouko glaring at her. "Did he ask me something..?" She thought.
Kyouko noticed her confusion. "He asked for your name."
"Oh, right, sorry! Um, Ikusaba Mukuro."
"Plebi-" The blonde haired one was interrupted by a brown haired one. "No!
Don't call everyone you meet that!" She heard him raise his voice, they both
looked a little agitated.
"She deserves it." Mukuro sighed. "I deserve insults.. right.." She muttered.
Mukuro saw Kyouko glare at her again. "You don't. Never tell yourself that."
"I'm sorry.." Mukuro felt Kyouko's arm pull her closer. "Don't do it again."
Mukuro nodded and stared at the friends she had brought over before looking up
at Kyouko again. She never smiled, not even around her friends. She must've
known them for a long time, too, so it confused Mukuro. She wondered why she
didn't smile, after all Junko and her parents smiled, and Junko was annoying
and rude sometimes but she knew what was best for Mukuro. Mukuro snuggled
Kyouko, a little surprised when she didn't try to stop her, and smiled softly
at her. "Maybe I'll get her to smile.." She thought.
She watched them talk to each other, sometimes discussing their work for school
and other times who would do the best in a murder mystery novel. It surprised
her how they got along with each other. It wasn't surprising they didn't try
and talk to her again, but Mukuro did find out their names. The one with brown
hair in a ponytail was Aoi Asahina, and she was really good at swimming,
although Mukuro had guessed she would be good at track. The blonde one was
named Byakuya Togami, and his parents ran.. something, Mukuro zoned out then
because it was a little boring. The other brown haired one was Makoto Naegi, he
really seemed happy. She shook off the fact he was smiling, she had learned
most were fake anyway.
After what seemed like hours, Kyouko's friends left. It didn't matter to
Mukuro, she was spending time with someone she liked.
"Mukuro?"
"Yeah?"
"Why didn't you try and talk with my friends?"
"I just didn't.." Mukuro gripped on Kyouko's hand tightly. "I guess I wasn't
comfortable, I'm sorry."
"It's fine. But I want you to come to my school tomorrow."
"What?" Mukuro looked a bit scared before it faded away.
"You're starting school tomorrow."
"What if I get.. um.. burned?"
"Our school uniform has blazers, so I'm sure you can just wear that and hide
your skin." Kyouko pulled her close to her.
"Right.. Like you hide your hands.." Kyouko yanked her hand away and scooted
away. "I'm sorry Kyouko.. I didn't mean to offend you.."
Kyouko looked away from her. "It's fine. Don't bring up my hands again."
"Sorry about that.."
"Like I said, it's alright. Stop apologizing." Mukuro bit her tongue to stop
herself from apologizing.
Kyouko pulled her in again and Mukuro smiled softly. She felt Kyouko lift her
up and set Mukuro on her lap. Mukuro laid against her and looked up, seeing
Kyouko smile briefly. "Did you smile at me?"
"Yes. That's it. Not very special." Kyouko had a hint of coldness in her voice,
but Mukuro ignored it.
"It is.. You seem like a person who doesn't really smile." Mukuro reached for
her hands.
"Well sometimes I do, at least to people I like." Kyouko let her hold her
hands, and Mukuro gripped on them tightly.
"You like me more than your friends? You never smiled the whole time.."
"I like you more than them. Is that what you wanted to hear from me?"
"Uhm.. sort of? I wanted an explanation but I should want to do what makes you
happy."
"You have your own wants and needs. I understand that I own you, but it's not
fun if you have no free will. The only rule is whatever I ask for, you do.
Okay?"
"Right.. Do I still call you Kyouko?"
"Whenever you want to stop, or I tell you."
"Oh! Sorry, I'm still taking it in.." Mukuro looked a little nervous.
"Hey, you don't have to be nervous. I'm with you now, and it's just me." Kyouko
nuzzled her hair affectionately, Mukuro noticed she was getting more
comfortable with her.
"What if I do something wrong?"
"We all make mistakes." Kyouko looked away and took her hands away from
Mukuro's grip.
"..Let me ask you why you're so hesitant to talk about your hands.." Mukuro
said hesitantly.
Kyouko sighed. "I burned them when I was young. I made a mistake, even though I
shouldn't have in that situation. They're burnt to a crisp and they're
disgusting."
"I've seen disgusting things too. They probably aren't that bad, but it is your
choice to show them. I won't talk about your hands anymore.. I'm sorry." Mukuro
looked down.
"It's always fine. Like I said, stop apologizing."
"Okay." Mukuro snuggled up to her and looked up, Kyouko was smiling at her
again. That made Mukuro smile too, she was really getting comfortable with her.
"I like you a lot.."
"I like you too."
Mukuro felt her cheeks heat up and she smiled widely, Kyouko doing the same.
She hugged Kyouko tightly and nuzzled her neck. Kyouko pulled her closer, the
fact that the two of them fit together like puzzle pieces was a bit surprising
to both of them, but they liked each other more than they thought. Kyouko
picked her up and Mukuro stopped herself from whining as Kyouko carried them
upstairs into her bedroom. They both laid down next to each other and Mukuro
clung to her.
Mukuro stared at Kyouko and smiled when she pulled her in a tight hug. She
looked a little confused when Kyouko pushed her away and held her up by the
chin.
"Kyouko..?"
"..." Kyouko stared at her before kissing her softly on the lips. Mukuro was a
bit uneasy but tried to copy what Kyouko was doing. Kyouko broke the kiss and
pressed their foreheads together.
Mukuro heard Kyouko sigh. "I.. think we should rest now."
"Right.." Mukuro curled up to her and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Chapter End Notes
     yay cuddles
***** Bloodthirst *****
Chapter Summary
     haha told you still no summaries
     ~~~
     hopefully i get used to updating
Chapter Notes
     kink warning
     muku bites her
     might wanna skip this chapter
     get some eye bleach
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Kyouko and Mukuro slept next to each other for a while, around eight hours. It
was accepted in vampire culture, which Mukuro had barely learned, that vampires
didn't sleep much at all. Apparently, sleeping eight hours was 'rare' or 'not
normal', but when Mukuro was sleeping next to someone she felt like she loved,
she decided it was normal to sleep that long. She didn't even know why she was
arguing with herself in her dream about what was normal and what wasn't. She
just had a twisted perception of who she was, was her reason a long time ago.
She didn't understand anything anymore, due to this vampire part of her. She
didn't want it, she refused it. She didn't want to be one. She jolted awake and
went back to holding Kyouko close to her, she liked doing this, even though it
was only this once.
She saw Kyouko's eyes flutter open and she smiled briefly at her. "Hello
Mukuro."
"Oh, um, hi Kyouko!"
Kyouko stared at her for a few seconds. "Vampires drink blood, right?"
"Um, yeah, I think so." Mukuro bit her tongue, she didn't want to ramble on
about how she didn't want to be a vampire.
"Shouldn't you have some then?" Mukuro immediately gripped Kyouko's wrist.
"Eheh, no I don't want to. We kind of need it but, no.."
"Well, I certainly can't please a dead vampire, so just take all you want. I'm
keeping you alive." Kyouko stared at her again, she still spoke coldly. It
seemed like she still cared about her, but it was so confusing with how Kyouko
didn't show how she was feeling. It made Mukuro question if she loved her or
hated her.
"It hurts people..." Mukuro stared at the ceiling.
"Hmph. Take a little then bandage it up." Kyouko pulled down her shirt and let
Mukuro see her shoulder.
Mukuro covered her mouth, her fangs shooting out with a hiss. "You'll be
hurt.."
"I know."
"Why do you want me to hurt you?"
"Look, it's an order. Do it."
Mukuro sighed. "Fine..!" She bit her shoulder softly and felt Kyouko tremble
and whimper in pain. She yanked her fangs out, accidentally tearing her skin.
"Hold on.. where are your bandages?"
"bathroom.." Kyouko clenched her fists and Mukuro ran to the bathroom to find
her bandages. "Where.. Oh, here they are.." Mukuro mumbled and wrapped up
Kyouko's shoulder.
"you didn't.. need that many.." Kyouko whispered softly.
"Sorry.. I'm paranoid.. Do you wanna go to the hospital or the doctor?" Mukuro
was worried, she kept freaking out. She wondered if Kyouko would be fine,
puncture wounds were serious. She would know, she had treated some from gun
shots, but she was worried about fangs. Bites could invite infections and
bacteria, and Mukuro was usually debating with herself if she was the cleanest
person. In war there was a lot of dead corpse smell, and Mukuro started to
worry Kyouko thought she smelled horrible and was going to push her away a-
"Mukuro.." Mukuro jolted out of her train of thought once she heard Kyouko's
voice.
"Right. What were you saying?"
"I.. will be fine. I feel a bit tired." Kyouko's stern voice returned and
Mukuro nervously fidgeted with her fingers, refusing to show emotion since
Kyouko never did. She could be attracted to that, and Mukuro wasn't in touch
with her emotions that much anyway.
"So, what do you want me to do?" Kyouko suddenly pulled Mukuro back in bed and
next to her. Her normal self would have reacted by pulling out a knife and
cutting her arm, but she had no knives, and this was Kyouko. She was already
used to not using her normal soldier instincts of hurting her.
"Cuddle." Mukuro cocked her head to the side, she didn't understand what that
word really meant. Was it what they did last night? She wanted to be sure, but
asking questions could irritate her. Mukuro thought about it, but Kyouko
wrapped her arms around her. Kyouko's reaction luckily gave Mukuro an idea of
what to do. It was just what they did last night. Mukuro wrapped her arms
around Kyouko's neck, she adjusted her arms so that it was comfortable on both
of them. She wasn't used to being this close to someone, and someone pretty
too. She did think Junko was pretty, according to the media's standards she
was. Mukuro had never been this close to her however, they slept in different
rooms and in different beds. She loved her sister like her sister, why was she
thinking of this? Was this sisterly love or was there other types of love
Mukuro didn't understand? While she pondered her affection for Kyouko, a girl
she had met two days ago, she felt Kyouko's gloved hand lift up her chin.
"Do you want me to kiss you?"
"Is it what we did last night?"
"Yes."
"Oh, please do. I liked that." Mukuro bit her lip.
"Do you know how to kiss?"
"Not really. Last time I just copied you."
"Do what you want when you kiss. Your lips just go together." Mukuro nodded and
Kyouko kissed her softly. Kyouko was really good at kissing, she felt like
their lips just melted together. Mukuro tried her best to copy what Kyouko was
doing and unintentionally pulled her closer by the neck to kiss her. Kyouko
seemed to kiss with passion for her, and Mukuro took it as a small hint to try
that. She tried to kiss with all the love she had for Kyouko, and Kyouko
eventually broke the kiss. Mukuro had to stop herself from whining and pulling
her back in. Kyouko pressed their foreheads together and breathed slowly.
"That was nice.. Can I say something? It's a bit weird." Kyouko nodded. "How
did we get from me biting your shoulder to kissing?"
"I don't know. I may have just wanted to kiss you."
"But why?"
"Stop asking questions." Mukuro was right, asking questions would make her
irritated. She could hear the hint of it, as she was very good at paying very
close attention. She worried if Kyouko didn't love her the same. Then again,
she was using her first name, and she said she liked her. It kept worrying
Mukuro that she could only like her as a person, she wasn't good enough to be
in a relationship. She kept her arms around her, and Kyouko slowly drifted off
to sleep. However, Mukuro's worry kept her awake, and she held her awkwardly.
She sighed and pulled Kyouko closer to her and rested her head on the top of
Kyouko's.
"Why does today have to be so weird?" Mukuro thought.
Chapter End Notes
     don't worry
     she won't be a vampy voo
***** End *****
Chapter Summary
     yeah
     it's over
     ~~~
     i'll explain now as you still have stuff to read but yeah
     anxiety likes to eat at me when i forget to upload and upload a one
     shot instead
     it murders me basically
     so it's over because that reason
     that and i'm horrible at thinking
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
 It had been a few months since Mukuro was given to her. She swore never to do
something to hurt Kyouko again. During that time, Kyouko showed a lot of
affection to her, but it stopped. Mukuro grew to love Kyouko's affection but
she felt horrible because of her belief Kyouko wouldn't love her the same. She
broke down every time Kyouko left for an errand, she was afraid of being
rejected. Mukuro hated when Kyouko ignored her for some days at a time, and she
seemed to do that during the current season, winter. She didn't want to tell
her or ask her, since she was accustomed to doing what she was told to do.
"Mukuro. Come here." Kyouko called for her and Mukuro almost tripped running
down the stairs for her.
"..Yes Kyouko?" Mukuro asked hesitantly.
"Cuddle." It had been a long time since Mukuro heard that word, they ended up
cuddling in their sleep but never fully awake. She always wanted to be close to
her but it faded away when it never happened. Mukuro obediently sat next to her
and hugged her tightly, but Kyouko got out of her grip.
"Only for a little. We both have school to go to." Kyouko stroked her hair
softly and Mukuro smiled. Mukuro never went to her school, as she ended up
telling her it was dangerous for her, as she could burn. She also said she
could lash out at someone, which would trigger her fangs to shoot out.
"What if I get hurt?" Mukuro glanced at her before staring at the wall.
"I've gotten a school uniform for you. It has a jacket and you don't have to
stare at the sun, besides your hair covers your neck. Also, the uniform covers
everything but your hands." Kyouko explained, her voice was strangely soft.
"Oh.. Right, okay. Where is it?" Mukuro hid her nervousness, even though Kyouko
saw straight through her expression. Kyouko's bland expression seemed to fade
and looked a bit worried.
"If you're not okay, you don't have to go. I don't want you to be scared around
people like me."
"But they're not like you! You're better!" Mukuro suddenly exclaimed, biting
her tongue. There was a hint of pink on Kyouko's cheeks.
"Calm down. I'll just get your uniform. You get to spend more time with me,
right?" Kyouko smiled softly and left to get her uniform.
Mukuro calmed herself down and Kyouko got her uniform, laying it next to her
and leaving the room to give her privacy. Mukuro changed and they left for
school.
Kyouko explained how high school worked and Mukuro just nodded. It was
predictable and boring, exactly how Kyouko described it. There were class
periods, lunch, more classes, and then it was over. It seemed simple and a
complete waste of time. She just sat at an empty desk with Kyouko at the other
side of the room in every single class. She sat next to her at lunch because
Kyouko told her to. It didn't do anything, they didn't talk because they
weren't allowed to. They finally left after eight hours.
"You do this every day?" Mukuro asked curiously.
"Except for two, and some breaks." Kyouko led her to her car and started the
engine, eventually getting them home.
"I feel really bad for you.." Mukuro said after they got home.
"Did you not go to school?" Kyouko stared at her, showing a bit of interest.
"For a few years.. I wasn't the best. I left for military." Mukuro said
hesitantly, she thought Kyouko would be a bit more afraid of her.
"I know. Well, I have something to tell you." Mukuro flinched. She had never
told her about the fact she was in the military. She said was a detective, but
she never asked to talk about her past.
"What is it?"
"I've heard about your military clan. They came one day when I sent you out.
They want you back."
"I can't go back.. not after being with you.." Mukuro sniffled softly.
"I said you wouldn't." Kyouko held her.
"Alright.. why?" "Mukuro.." Kyouko sighed. "I've been nervous to say thi-"
"Do you love me?" Mukuro interrupted. "I have wanted to hear this for so long..
to finally get an answer to make myself better and improve on what you don't
love!"
"I knew you would freak out about this, Mukuro. I love you the way you are. I
have observed you, how you are so freaked out about not being 'pleasing'. I had
only purchased you for the fact I have terrible social skills. You seem to be
the same way. I do not have very many friends, Naegi, Asahina, and Togami were
dragged into being my 'friends'. I understood that and did not believe they
were my friends."
"But they are.."
"I know. My job, being a detective, made me paranoid. It gave me anxiety that
you would be murdered since my one true friend came close to death, and I still
haven't seen her." Kyouko looked upset, as if she would cry, before hiding it
again.
"I'm sorry.. but I can defend myself. Don't worry about me. I want you to be
okay.." Mukuro stared at her.
Kyouko shook her head. "Sorry. I'm perfectly fine. Are you fine?"
"Huh? Yes, I'm fine. Sorry for worrying you Kyouko, I just want you to be
okay.."
"I am. You don't have to ask anymore." Kyouko snapped, she sounded cold and
distant like the beginning of their relationship.
"I'm sorry.." Mukuro looked down.
"Just.. I'm going to lie down."
 It was the next morning, and Kyouko was finally ready to talk to her.
"Mukuro. I'm sorry about yesterday. I have something to tell you, but you
interrupted me."
"Sorry.."
"I'm in love with you."
Mukuro felt her cheeks go red and she smiled widely, pulling Kyouko into a
tight hug. "I've always wanted to hear that. I love you, I love you, I love
you.."
Kyouko held her tightly. "I love you too." She picked her up slowly and kissed
her lovingly and passionately. It was long, just like how long their lives
would be together, and their love for each other kept them happy every day of
their lives, their engagement, marriage, and adopting a set of twins. Mukuro
made sure that they would live together forever by eventually turning Kyouko,
but they were both happy with it. Happy because they would be with each other
for all eternity.
Chapter End Notes
     welp
     i hope you liked controlled
End Notes
     i might not remember to continue this
     but
     i hope i do
     i like this kinky shit
     i'm really fucking weird
     sorry that it's well
     set up like this
      
     i can feel you judging me for making mukuro call kyouko master
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