p e r f e c t .

“How did you get in here?” The door should be locked.

“ ah, i said i had important business, so one of your subordinates let me in! ” ( it’s a lie. he picked the lock. shhh. )

           ❛ do you believe a perfect world to be possible ? ❜

“ of course! why would i look to create it if i didn’t think it could be achieved? ”

“What do you want? Go away or I will bite you to death.”

Byakuran takes a quick step backward when the prefect’s weapon of choice is swung toward him - not that he would’ve been hit anyway, with the amount of precision Hibari displays. still, better safe than sorry, as they say. “ ah, i was just about to guess what it was, too ! ” he pouts as if he were the one who was rudely interrupted, hands folding across the front of his chest indignantly.

                              “ What are you looking for in here ? ”

“ aah, you’ve always been the bloodthirsty one, haven’t you ? people like you are always the hardest to manage... ” his words are mumbled to himself, though not spoken out of the raven’s earshot. it doesn’t seem like surrendering will get him out of this encounter, so byakuran lowers the gesture with a shrug - he knows exactly how to play this. “ i’m looking for sawada tsunayoshi, and ah ! by the way, i don’t have any of the power my future self had, in case you were wondering, hm~ ? ” 

starter call !

“ Hn. ”

“hey, now..” his eyes may be smiling, but his expression certainly isn’t a friendly one. “i suggest you put that down, before you hurt someone, ne~?” chuckling a little as he takes a step back, hands held up on both sides as he raises them in surrender. 

        ‘ marshmallow lollipops, uh… ‘ that didn’t sound so… bad.               ‘ i could try, i guess. ‘ his mind was already setting aside his other projects to focus on the special mixture he’d need to make for the sweets, the consistency, the colorants and additives that’d better fit. he’d need to research to find the right flavour..                                         ‘ hmm. but it’d take me a while, i think. ‘

Palms clap against each other exactly once, the bags of sweets now dumped onto the nearest work table; his previously slouched figure straightening up as if he was preparing to get to work. “Great!” comes the exclamation as he makes a great show of pushing his sleeves up to his elbows. “Where do we start? Many hands make light work - or something, right~ ?” 

                         ‘ like “ i ” asked? ‘ he questioned quietly, feeling a disbelieving eyebrow rise without his input. the sight of the sky boss loaded with packets and packets of fluffy treats was one spanner had never entertained, it was– honestly, slightly ridiculous.                           ‘ i haven’t– i don’t remember requesting anything like that. ‘            ‘ i suppose, i appreciate the gesture ? but i don’t… actually like marshmallows. ‘

“Huh?” Mild feelings of confusion dwelt in his chest, head tilted as if to express said emotion. “But Spanner-kun, I thought you wanted these for the creation of marshmallow flavoured lollipops!” A tinge of hurt manifests itself, on behalf of both himself and the marshmallows. “Ah-- I might’ve confused you for the other one I saw in a dream-- no matter, though; we can still proceed, yes~?”