"And just how exactly did I get into this?" Mukuro asked, eyebrow twitching irritably.

Tsuna sighed, refilling another bucket of water. Setting it down, he replied without turning around. "Because you're a sucker for Chrome's puppy eyes?"

"The cruelties of the world," Mukuro sighed, running a hand through his soaked hair. At least only one student had relatively good accuracy…

"HEADS UP!"

Letting out a rather unmanly yelp, Mukuro ducked as another rubber ball went flying past him. "Which goddamn motherfucker –"

Mukuro didn't get to finish his sentence before the ball hit the bull's-eye dead center, making the platform beneath him swing apart, dumping him into the ice cold tub of water. He surfaced seconds later, spluttering and teeth chattering from the cold.

And right in front of him stood Hibari Kyoya, armed with two more rubber balls.

"I believe that that would be me," Hibari smirked, enjoying the look of terror on Mukuro's face. "Now get back up. I have enough money for 30 more throws."

Suffice to say, Mukuro was not a happy man that week.

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Just a random idea I got in History class…