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Text quoted from fic under each pic, because I am uncreative like that.
Irie swung his legs off the bed and tried to get his bearings. Panic was already creeping up his spine.
And then there was a boy on Irie’s chest, a boy with Chrome-san’s odd hairstyle and bright blue eye, but also with a red eye and fury written over his face like death, slamming him into the bed. Hard. Irie’s back cried out in protest.
The cause of his distress, Hibari-san’s little yellow bird, flew little circles around his head and dive-bombed him unmercifully.
He would have opened his mouth to scream for help, but the way his luck was going, Hibari-san would show up and bite him to death for eating the tiny bird. Or he would choke on a feather, and Longchamp would insist on giving him mouth-to-mouth. Or Gokudera-kun. Or someone else even more horrible and awkward but never Kyoko-chan because his life did not work like that-
“I said fuck you,” said Irie. “I heard the stories from Tsuna. From Gokudera and Yamamoto and that tiny tutor freak-baby. Chrome wasn’t with him that day he died. You weren’t with him. Chrome was in hiding because you had her and your little gang fail to break you out. They all had to run after that, and Tsuna couldn’t call her back. It was your fault that she wasn’t with him the day he died.” Irie took a deep breath. “It was your fault he died, where if she had been with him he might have lived.”
The words hit Mukuro like a blow to the face. How dare he, how dare he- it was Chrome who halted the drawn-back fist, and slapped Irie with all her strength.
I...I'm seeing so many mistakes and really wishing my skills were better OTZ