you're cheating!!!! D<

/better not be about the bet/

to have someone who'll tell if he loses.

it's fine as long as you don't start bribing him to do make him lose the bet D<

rolls his eyes. He doesn't need to.

what's going on...what bet?

"You have to tell me if Byakuran so much as kisses you even once for the next month. I bet he couldn't go without."

deadpans. "Really...?"

smirks. "I think one month is very generous seeing as he's trying to prove how easy it would have been for me to be celibate two and a half

centuries!"

amused. "...You're being cruel to me as well."

shrugs. "You're the one who picked a lover who's so narrow-minded."

if he needs to mention aloud that Mukuro needs to check in with him, or if he can figure that out himself.

wanted to spend a few days apart from Byakuran, so he might need to be told.

sighs. "I expect you'll be honest when I ask where Byakuran is or if he's been away for more than a few hours...?"

...Is he meant to spend as much time as he can with me?

nods. "Of course. If he leaves for more than, say, twelve hours, bet's off."

Very well then. /sigh/

quirks an eyebrow. "Is that a problem...?"

No... Only no kisses?

purses his lips. "He's agreed to no intimate contact whatsoever. He said he won't even hold your hand. And I'll hold him to it, too."

makes a face. "...All right."

shrugs apologetically. "I doubt it'll last. And then you can make up for it."

smiles a little. "Yes, no doubt we will."

chortles. "Look at it this way...you can now torture him all you want."

chuckles. "Even if I don't, I'll be irresistible to him."

grins. "Good point." He flicks a piece of Mukuro's hair playfully. "Lucky scamp."

poses with a hand on his hip, smirking. "I'm sexy and I know it~" he quotes.

you shouldn't pose like that. please don't. D:

smirks at Byakuran. Mukuro's got free rein. "At least we didn't make this bet in ten years. You turn out even more irresistible."

Oh, I know. Kufufu~ /he can't wait until then/

grins. "Just be sure not to make this easy~"

huffs. He won't, he won't.

him a wink. "...If he loses in the next two days there's a mudpie in it for you." He's already tired of 'Wet Bukkake' jokes.

A mudpie? /made of mud? =A=/

stares at him with a quirked eyebrow. "The chocolate and caramel kind..."

Oh, right. /he knew that! not/

snickers softly. "Deal?"

nods. "Deal." Hehehehe.

grins. No Wet Bukkake will ever hit the strip clubs of Namimori. "Good. Two of them if it's by tonight."

/cheater cheater cheater cheater/

he's going to lose anyway, might as well shorten your misery.

losing! D< he won't give up!

he's wasting his time, he won't last a month.

make up for it later. In 29 days.

snickers. Good luck.