Mikan's POV:
I was in my room, grabbing the medicine that Mukuro needed. Then, as if I had summoned her, (or if she was just on time,) she walked in.
"G-good afternoon Mukuro!" I said, slightly scared when she came in.
"Afternoon, Mikan." Her intimidating presence never matched up with her soft voice.
I give her the care package that I've assembled for Sayaka, complete with ice packs, medicine, and cookies. The soft kinds, because I've seen them work wonders on Ibuki. They've cured her colds, and I myself can't figure out why.
"Thank you!" She said, her face in relief.
"It was nothing! Tell Sayaka I wish her luck." I replied, watching as Mukuro walked out.
As if in sympathy, my arm started to hurt.
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The Untitled Ikuzono Story
FanfictionTaking place in a post killing game au where everything was the NEO-world (don't ask bro i dont even know how it works) This story includes multiple other ships, such as Bandaid, Kaemaki, Naegami, Komahina (literally any other otp i have) If chara...
