A/N: Voooi~ , thanks for the lovely reviews (and replies). I'm glad that some people like my story although it's my first one.
Have fun with reading this chapter.
Disclaimer: Bloodybel does not and will never own KHR.
The Shark's Epic Journey – Help
(The 2nd chapter is set 2 days after the 1st one)
One of the most terrifying and epic wars was occurring right now. It was indeed a war for the history books, if one would ask Squalo. Although he was not very happy to be the one to witness this all-out war.
On the one side was his overwhelming pride/arrogance who might outnumber the other side but its weapons weren't effective at all. The only thing it did was to keep screaming: "That's pathetic! What about your pride?"
On the other side was his brains which was fairly small but therefor has way more effective weapons on its side. This side tried to reason with very logical arguments. "Squalo! Don't listen to your pride! Think about the whole matter more rationally. If you do this you might be finally one step closer to your goal. It doesn't matter if your pride will be hurt by doing this. Once you beat Tyr and you are officially the Sword Emperor your pride will be recovered in no time."
That made sense, Squalo thought and then decided to do it. When suddenly his pride yelled at him:
"VOOOIII! But until then you have to rely on other people's help! And who knows how long it will take!" For the first time his pride had actually said something clever. His brains must have noticed it too because it too began shouting arguments, each one more logical than the previous one.
But his pride didn't want to give up and kept fighting against Squalo's brains. It also had the advantage that Squalo was actually on its side and it knew how to use this advantage for itself.
So the battle between them began anew. And the white-haired boy had only one thought in his mind: Pride can be a bitch sometimes, brains too.
Squalo was slowly losing his already little patience. How long did it goddammit take them to finally agree whether he should do it or not? Apparently he was not the only one who was losing his patience. The men who were supposed to guard the entrance of the Vongola headquarters found it rather suspicious that the shark had loitered around the building for quite a while now.
Initially, they paid him no attention. Probably just another street kid who was admiring the grand building. But after a while when the boy still hadn't left, they began to grew suspicious. What was this boy planning? However they just shrugged it off. No one was crazy enough to do something funny nearby the Vongola headquarters, especially when one was on his own like that boy.
But it didn't take too long when all of the men silently agreed to "kindly" tell the boy that he should stand somewhere else and randomly scream around. Well, they couldn't know that a war was waged right in his mind.
So they began to surround the white-haired swordsman who had yet to notice them due to him being still trapped inside his mental battle. "Hey, brat! What business do you have here?" one of the men asked. However the shark did not react which enraged the man even more. He then punched the boy right into his face. The hit abruptly sent Squalo back to his senses and on the ground.
"VOOOOIII! What the fuck is your pro-," the shark paused. Shit. How the hell did he slide himself into this shitty situation. He didn't even do anything! "Voooii~ What's your problem?" Ask first and then try to slice people up. Squalo had had to learn it the hard way.
"Like I already said, what are you doing here?," the man asked annoyed.
"I want to ask the Ninth a favor!," the shark said equally annoyed. The words came out of his mouth before he could even consider them. Damn! Now he couldn't back off anymore. He nearly heard his pride groaning in defeat and his brains singing in triumph.
There was an awkward moment of silence but it soon ended with a loud burst of laughter.
"VOOOIII! What the hell's so funny about it?" Squalo angrily screamed. Not only did he have to swallow his pride in order to seek help, but now he even was ridiculed! Fuck all this help and ask shit, he'd just slice them in thousands of pieces and make them regret that they ever dared to laugh at him. The men clearly did not know how awesome and invincible he was. Of course, this had to immediately be fixed. The shark smirked and then dashed towards the men.
However he was stopped in the middle of his attack. The shark turned around furiously to look at the person who had dared to interrupt his battle. It was the Ninth's right hand and even worse, next to him stood the Ninth, Timoteo! Squalo gulped. Even he had to admit that he was in deep trouble. He had just attempted to murder the Ninth's subordinates right before his eyes.
"Um... I'm sorry for attacking your men...," Squalo said in a remarkable calm and polite tone contrary to his normally loud and insulting behavior. His pride made sounds like it was about to vomit, Squalo felt the same. Killing Tyr wasn't enough, he had to come up with something far more cruel for putting Squalo in a situation in which he was forced to make all those efforts just in order to go to a shitty journey.
To his surprise the Ninth smiled. "I'm sure you didn't mean any harm." Squalo successfully suppressed a sneer. "I have overheard your talk. What sort of favor do you ask for?" Now the white-haired swordsman had to carefully choose the right words. The first thing which came into his mind was something along the lines"Vooii, I want to go to a journey in order to grow stronger. If I'm strong enough I'll kick Tyr's ass and everyone else who pisses me off. And after that I will make everyone submit to my will! Well, and I need money to go on the journey so give me all your money, you stupid old geezer!"
But something inside of him told him that saying this wouldn't be the best idea. What else could he say which won't end up getting him killed?
"I need money in order to go to a journey. I want to become stronger during this trip and I'm convinced that my new strength will be of help to the Vongola." Yeah, that sounded good. The Ninth smiled again before he said "I see... Very well, I'll arrange a flight for you and I'm looking forward to your progress.' That caught Squalo off guard. Who would have thought that it was that easy to gain the Ninth's help? Stealing an infant his milk bottle was even more difficult.
The shark's surprised expression caused the Ninth to smile again. "You are probably wondering why I'm willing to help you without asking further or verifying the truth behind your words. The reason is that I heard a rumor which said that a boy challenged the Sword Emperor and the Varia leader, Tyr, and managed to fight him on an equal footing! Later I asked Tyr himself if that rumor was true. And to my surprise he agreed although he also said that it was not 'on equal footing but nevertheless pretty impressive for a boy at this age'. That's why I'm positive that your strength, which you will gain on this journey, will most likely be very helpful for our family."
Squalo couldn't help himself but feel incredibly proud of himself, being praised by the Ninth and even by that bastard Tyr! And the surprised looks mixed with a newfound respect for the shark on the faces of the guard men made him be even more pleased with himself. Who could now doubt Squalo's strength after being commended by both the boss of the most strongest mafia family and the Sword Emperor who was also the leader of the most strongest and feared elite assassination squad? Finally the people began to notice how awesome and strong he was!
"Well, you can begin your journey tomorrow. There will most likely be an available private plane you can take." The Ninth's voice jolted Squalo out of his daydreams in which he imagined himself being the Sword Emperor and everyone bowing down in front of him. It was indeed a pleasant thought. "Vooi, can I start my journey one week later?" Again the words came out of his mouth without the shark's permission. The Ninth raised an eyebrow. "Very well, then please come to the local airport at 10 o'clock in one week. Don't be late!" With this said the Ninth left along with his right-hand. The shark didn't even had the opportunity to deny his previous request...
Several couple of hours later, the white-haired boy found himself on a glade in the middle of a forest. He could clearly remember how much time he had spent with training his sword skills on the very glade he was standing now. Slowly he walked to one of the bigger trees which had many scratches, left by his sword, engraved on its trunk. The shark absently wondered if he could now completely slice the tree with his sword. Most likely.
He still wondered why he asked the Ninth to defer his flight by one week. Maybe because Squalo knew that he wouldn't return to Italy, the country where he spent his entire life, until he was strong enough to take vengeance and a lot of time would pass before he achieved the amount of power he desired. To think that a thing like that would hinder his goal to become the strongest warrior ever... Was he becoming soft? The shark touched the heavily damaged trunk while he was asking himself that question.
Suddenly he heard the sound of something being thrown. Thanks to his fast reflexes, the white-haired swordsman managed to block the thrown object with his sword. It was a knife, a very odd-looking one. More knives were thrown and again they were all blocked with his sword.
"Ushishishi~ you're not bad for a peasant," a voice could be heard out of the forest.
"VOOOIII! Who the fuck are you? Show yourself!," the white-haired swordsman yelled.
"You ask who I am, shishishi~?" A person stepped out of the shadows of the trees. "I am the Prince!"
Before Squalo's eyes stood the most fucked up brat he had ever seen in his entire life.
A/N: Cliffhanger! Did you already guessed who that guy might be, ushishishi~? But I have to say that I'm a bit disappointed with this chapter. It somehow was written more badly than the first one. Although it could be just my imagination. And Squalo was a bit too OOC at the end. Well, there's still a long way ahead before I can call myself a good writer /sigh
Nevertheless please review and tell me what you liked or disliked about my story. I hope that you'll all enjoy the rest of your day! See ya~
