A/N: Oh did I forget to mention Byakuran is going to pull an Onigumo on Kagome? Muahahaha.
Byakuran knew things. He knew a lot of things. A lot of things he should not know. He might have been better off if he did not know these things, but he did. He was the Boss of the Gesso Famiglia and was well on his way to creating the Millefiore and crushing the Vongola beneath his heel. Someday he was determined to personally thank Shoichi and the Bovino Family for causing his ability to see into various timelines and universes to surface. If Shoichi had not set off the Ten Years Bazooka's ammunition and visited him in the various futures…Byakuran shuddered to think of where he would have gone and what he might have become.
However despite caution shrieking that staying in Namimori for any amount of time was an unwise decision, Byakuran could not resist the urge to hide under the Vongola Decimo's very nose. It was a pleasure that was unique to the time you had so completely outfoxed your enemy, your enemy did not even know you existed until you were putting a bullet between their eyes. And Byakuran reveled in the feeling, unheeding to the voice of common sense that said he was simply trying to tempt Fate. But what could something as nebulous as Fate to he Byakuran wondered. The white haired genius walked the streets of Namimori trying to understand what his instincts were screaming at him, not paying attention to his surroundings quite as well as he should have. What happened next caused an impact with an incalculable effect in the unstable man's already tottering psyche. Byakuran caught sight of a girl, younger than him by a bit, that burned with Will so unlike any he had come across ever before. An anomaly was walking only a few meters away, and she walked with his enemy Sawada Tsunayoshi and Reborn. "Kagome! Wait for me!" The young Vongola heir cried out and Byakuran smiled a sickening smile before disappearing into a side alley. He had a name.
Byakuran sighed as he nibbled on his delicious marshmallow. Tsunayoshi had been successfully assassinated finally and the Vongola were breaking apart without a Sky. Reborn was dead, and honestly he was surprised the Arcobaleno had held out so long after Kagome was declared Missing In Action then Killed In Action. The hitman, and indeed everyone in Vongola, had never been quite the same after the Primal Will bearer had vanished from the face of the Earth.
The Underworld had been rocked by violent and unrelentingly vicious crackdowns by the usually peaceful Vongola, once Kagome had disappeared, for over a year. Vendice had stepped in and had forced the Vongola to cease their violent retributions upon the Underworld before the Vongola ripped them all apart. Yet Vongola's Decimo had never returned to the naïve Boss he had been before, perhaps due to the fact he had failed to protect one so close to him. Reborn had taken it even worse than the Decimo, becoming increasing callous of his own life though he never once endangered his missions. Rumor had stated that the Decimo was the only thing that kept Reborn from purposefully marching to his death, somehow reigning in the Arcobaleno's self-destructive desires. Byakuran's spies had confirmed this, and had told him the damage caused by the Primal Will's disappearance ran far deeper in the Decimo Generation than just the two of them. He had not planned for that, it was an unexpected bonus in addition to getting what he had wanted.
Byakuran left the sweets and went down deep within the base to a place not even Shoichi knew of. Deep within the bowels of the earth he had carved out a secret room and no one, not even his Funeral Wreathes, knew of the hidden room. It was all quite high tech, verging on Over-Technology, and there was only one source of light in the room besides the flashing bits of technology. He gazed upon his ultimate prize over the Vongola with fond eyes, as he checked the ugly black tattoos that kept his prize in a comatose state. After all that the Vongola had done to find their missing Primal Will, they had never had cause to suspect Byakuran would kidnap the woman. He gazed upon the nearly naked figure with pride, she had on a breast band and women's boxers, for she was his now. Those tattoos that marred her flesh in ugly black swirls and patterns locked her mind into a permanent sleep were made from his condensed Will, leaving her Will to power his machines with their unmatched power. Byakuran wondered where Shoichi thought he got the ever abundant power from, because not even all his subordinates at once could match Kagome's Flamma output. Idly he traced the patterns on her peaceful face with a peaceful smile. Ironically all his best thinking was done in here as she seemed to listen to his rambling, causing him to refine his own thoughts and plans. Sometimes he thought he could hear the voice of the woman he had met the day he had kidnapped her responding, something that told him he was going too far across the line of sanity.
Byakuran grinned down at the woman and asked her sweetly "Kagome do you think the younger you will come with the Decimo and his Generation along with Reborn? It would be fun to see you alive again, even if you'd probably try and slap me silly for doing this to you instead of simply killing you. How angry do you think Tsunayoshi and Reborn will become when they hear just how they failed you? I can't wait until they get here…" He finished with a sadistic smile. Byakuran laughed at the thought of the Vongola's reactions when he made his big reveal. Indeed he could not wait for it all to begin.