Ambushed, OPEN

[Hibari Kyouya]

How he disliked being played like that. He would only allow himself to have the sharp tongue, if possible. If it were his younger self, he would probably attack her just to obtain that information, but currently it was not the case. As much as he wanted to fight, it would only delay himself from doing what he was supposed to do. More time wasted, in other words.

"Does it really matter as to whether I've heard of it? If you tell, it either adds to my knowledge, or not. If it's not valuable, whether you tell or not, it is of no use anyway. Then, I'd rather not listen."

That was the decision he had made. He really wanted to leave now, even though there was no impatience in him. Still, the foreign air was really bothering him.

[Konomi Fortunato]

Konomi had taken that into consideration and she was thankful he didn't attack. She kept her awareness however, looking to the side of his head again. It could have been a ploy because while Hibari was brutal, he had always seemed the type who could, if desired, make effective traps with words.

She looked to him as he spoke, amused though disliking he had found a way around the lure she had set up. To be expected, Konomi mused, and then sighed in defeat. Games like this required too much work and time, although she'd entertain herself a bit more.

"If I say Arcobelano, you say?"

She wasn't trying to play a trick or anything. It was just a clue to what she was about to say and it also would let her know if he knew anything about them.

[Hibari Kyouya]

He was about to really leave, but one step and he had to pause. He just had to, not because he wanted to.

"I say, goodbye."

Of course he had that information. A baby, just like the one in the suit, was one of the scientists who developed the ring boxes. But he was dead, just like the baby he knew so well, and no more could be gathered from that. He could have given up, but there was something else more important to settle.

And he finally took his steps to leave, assuming that there was nothing else to converse. He had to return to Japan...for a reunion, if he had to describe it.

[ooc: I'm getting someone else to join, but most likely won't involve either of you Fortunato. You can finish up your own business.]

[Murasaki Youko]

Youko flinched at her Boss' words. She reluctantly nodded, sad. She had made problems for her Boss again...The woman decided to stay silent, so any words coming out her mouth would not make any other problems. Well, judging by the her reaction at the news that Sawada Tsunayoshi, Vongola Decimo, died, it wouldn't be so hard.

The moment his death was mentioned, Youko gaped in shock. The most powerful man in the Mafia (well, except Hibari Kyoya) was dead? The woman couldn't believe her ears...The face of the young Sawada Tsunayoshi, the one she had last seen in middle school, appeared in her mind, with that gentle (and dazzling) smile of his. It was the smile she always associated with him, the one only he could give unconditionally to anyone. Before she noticed, tears were threatening to fall from her eyes. 'He affected me more than I'd like to admit...' she thought, biting her lip. She needed to distract her attention with something before she started crying (and only that she didn't want to do).

The conversation between her Boss and Hibari passed by her ears in a breeze. She didn't hear anything, and when Hibari announced his departure, the only thing she could do was silently stare at his back...