Fran sat in his classroom. It wasn't like the topic the teacher was talking about was boring, but he just didn't care. He just sat there and stared at the papers in front of him. They were showing the pages and topics what the students had to learn, three pages. The test was next week so there wasn't much time.
And there was the first problem. Squalo and himself were the only one actually taking care of the house and garden, if they wouldn't do everything, the house would look like hell, so if he would stop doing something to learn, the shark would be alone which would make him even more sleepless, short tempered, loud and crazy as he already was. Not good, but necessary for the next days.
Maybe Squalo could make the others work with him a little, but it wasn't easy to hold the other students from reading or watching gay porn (Lussuria), making electricity experiments (Leviathan), going out to dance or drink (Luss & Xanxus), playing bloody video games (Belphegor), going to the fitness studio (Luss & Levi), sometimes studying (Luss, Levi, Fran & Squalo) or training with weapons, which are normally forbidden on the Student-Commune-Area and in School, or illusions (everybody but everyone more than Squalo and Fran). To tell the truth, there was barely a chance for Squalo to not do everything alone.
The school bell rang. A thing that normally would tell the students that they are free now but the next days would just tell Fran that he would go home to go on learning there. He made a note to himself to ask Squalo, who of the others, which were all in higher classes of the same school, had Mr. Bernhard in economics.
He pulled his key out and opened the door to the big flat the six students were happily living in and pulled out his shoes and jacket.
"Squalo? Were are you?" he asked loud and monotone.
"My room." Was the very much louder answer. Sometimes Fran asked himself why he wasn't deaf jet, but came to the point, it must be because he never pissed Squalo enough off so he'd scream in his face. That made him wonder why Xanxus, the oldest person in this commune, wasn't deaf jet, he got screamed at every day at least once.
Fran made his way upstairs to the sleeping rooms and knocked on Squalos closed door. As the door opened it gave sight of a very sleepy, in school uniform dressed, seeming to be busy doing homework Squalo. Seems he didn't slept very much this night again.
"What ya want?"
"Did you had in economics?" Fran asked.
"No, but I think Bel did."
"Okay, thank you then Squalo-senpai."
"Wait, for what do you need someone who had Mr. Bernhard in economics?"
"We write a test next week and got way too much to learn."
Squalo nodded at this, than he closed the door and turned around, going back to his homework.
"Oh man I do so fucking hate history." Squalo growled silently before he heard his door open. There was only one person in this entire world that would be brave enough to come into Squalos room without knocking before. And there was only one person who was allowed to do just that. Happily those both persons were one and the same.
"What do you want Xanxus?"
"Just looking how you are, scum. You didn't scream at me today till now. I thought maybe you died from loss of sleep."
"Sorry to destroy your dreams but I'm still alive." Squalo said icy before going back to his homework again.
"Shuddap and let me see that, scum." Xanxus just picked up his friends homework and began reading them while being starred to death by the silverette.
"Stop looking at me like this, shark."
"You know that I have to do them myself because I can't learn it better if I don't?"
"Yes, but I know you good enough to know that you'll get it sooner if you let me do this and then read threw it a few times, and it would take you less time what would give you more time you can spend on serving me."
"Who said I would serve you if I'm ready with getting my homework?"
"I just did, didn't you hear me?"
"I did, but you're neither my boss nor my teacher so I don't even think about listening to you."
"May you shut up now?" Xanxus asked, annoyed by the conversation. Normally he would love it, but not if he's focusing on his servants homework.
"What? Have we got a problem with multitasking?"
"Yes, not everyone is able to cook while getting laid, like you. I know you can't belief it, you slut."
"You know a sluts best weapon?"
"What? Buying people by ass shaking?"
"No, way simpler. You won't get sex the rest of the month for calling me a slut."
"Wait, what? You can't do that!" Xanxus looked up shocked.
"I can, you called me a slut so I can do whatever a slut does. And after that is what a slut does – taking back her body right – for punishing someone, I can do it."
"You act like a slut to punish me for calling you a slut? Doesn't make sense." Xanxus tried to manipulate his lover.
"It shows you what your talking does if you don't watch your tongue. Your only way out is proper apologizing and getting back calling me a slut."
Xanxus always knew Squalo was no one to give up easily but he didn't expect Squalo to be rationalizing enough to hit his weak point. He loved his silver haired lover and also he loved to fuck him. Squalo seemed to know that, even if there never was anything like 'I love you' said.
"Do I get a kiss on top if I do?" he asked carefully, he didn't wanted to worsen the situation.
"I'll think about it."
"I'm sorry for calling you a slut and obviously hurting your feelings and I take back that you are a slut. I'm very sorry."
Squalo looked at his lover, thinking if he should forgive him that easily and what about the extra kiss and after a few seconds he decided to let Xanxus go easily this once, since it was the first time he called him a slut.
"I forgive you but only this once, next time I won't." he leaned forward and captured Xanxus' lips, who immediately response and took dominance.
Squalo was very aware of the fact that Xanxus loved him. He saw it in every little action. Like the fact that he came over to see what was up with Squalo and doing his homework.