I do not own KHR.
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Chapter 1
Rokudo Mukuro walked to office of Vongola heir.
As approaching destination, the sound of broken glass wafted on his ear. He had already come to the office door when he heard the male voice from the inside 'I told you bring me a underdone beef steak, not a piece of asphalt like this'.
'B-but Xanxus-sama-' the woman-assistant began to make excuses.
'Get out' snapped Xanxus.
Mukuro had scarcely stepped away when the woman with tray darted out into the corridor. He entered the office and barely escaped from the crystal glass, which dropped onto the floor and breaked into pieces.
'Oya-Oya' said Mukuro with the habitual manner and has lifted hands over head, showing that he surrenders, 'Calm down. It's just me'.
'What the fuck do you need, trash' demanded Xanxus siting in the leather chair. Xanxus was the son of Ninth Vongola boss. Vongola was initially been formed as mafia. But later was based Vongola Corporation, covering set of fields of activity from textiles to building companies.
'Kufufu. I've just made a decision to know how are you?' said Mukuro.
'Fine. Now leave' snapped Xanxus.
Mukuro some seconds was seeing round the office, while his sight stopped on the broken coffe table.
'Is it already the second for this week?' asked he with astonishment.
'Tell what the fuck do you need from me and get out from here,' Xanxus looked angry.
'Okay, Okay. I've come to ask you go to the club with me,' said Mukuro.
'What for?'
'The Rock group which my sister plays in, acts tonight,' Xanxus didn't look interested and Mukuro continued, 'And also there many beautiful girls.'
He knew that Xanxus in his life liked three things: the power, whisky and women.
'Girls are everywhere,' Xanxus lokked at him with listless look, 'So there are no need to go to club for this purpose'.
'C'mon Xanxus, make the favor. Besides you hadn't a rest for a long time.' Mukuro smiled sweetly.
Xanxus had thought for a minute and decided that a few rest won't prevent.
'All right. Just only don't smile like this!' said he.
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By midnight they have approached on club "Varia" which owner was Vongola Corporation. It was one of the most expensive night clubs in city, however, Xanxus wasn't its frequenter.
'Didn't think that we go in "Varia",' said future Vongola Boss.
'Oya, I forgot,' smiled Mukuro, 'By the way, you weren't here for a long time, were you?'
'It because usually here gather too much rubbish' explained Xanxus. For him the "rubbish" meant all representatives of the world of the mafia not entering into Vongola famiglia.
When they left the car and moved forward to club, the crowd respectfully parted. They had already came up to the security guard as the crowd started to shout and whistle enthusiastically.
'VOOOOI! Let me go!' yelled somebody struggling forward.
This cry made Xanxus turn back. Having lifted highly over head guitar somebody of uncertain gender (too thin to be a man and too flat to be a woman), came nearer to them. This silver-haired creature moved to them and Xanxus looked at with "what-the-trash" called glance.
'Voooi! What are you standing like pompous ass? Let go!'
On closer looking Xanxus understood that it's all the same the girl.
'Squalo don't..' the security guard tried to warn her against mistake.
'Trash' said Xanxus slightly and finally came into the club.
"Trash?! What the asshole!" thought she fixing the eyes on his back.
Then she quickly went towards make-up room where was waiting part of group. Superbia Squalo never distinguished good manners, that why nobody was surprised when she opened the door of make-up room with foot.
'Lussuria, I'll kill you!' shouted Squalo to the man with mohawk-haircut.
'Oh, darling, what's the matter?' exclaimed Lussuria.
'You gave Kavallone my address!' snarled she.
'But, Squalo, he was so cute and insistent. He looked at me as he gonna eat me' dreamily said he.
'Obviously, that's all you need' said pensively the girl with green-colored hair.
'Hope Bucking Horse has got off with only a scare, ushishi' added the blonde sitting in armchair.
'Bel-sempai, If he has endured acquaintance with maniac prince like you hardly something will frighten him in this life.'
Prince's mouth corner began to twitch nervously.
'Watch your language, Froggie, differently it can be cut off,' and as confirming this words he got the graceful silver knife.
'Sempai, calm down,' said Fran looking at him innocently, 'There is no necessary to get into the ripper role ahead of time'.
Belphegor really was the prince, however nobody knew which country. Two years before he collected rock group and concluded the bargain with Vongola.
'We'll talk about it later, Lussuria!' said Squalo, 'Now let the show begin!'
TBC…
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This is my first fanfic in English. I'm not really good at English but I like this language so much, that why I have written it. Hope you like it.
Please tell me how could I find beta reader?
Comments, whether positive or negative, are welcome.
