When Mukuro awoke a few mornings later, he found himself lying in Xanxus' bed, both of their bodies naked and covered in dried sweat and semen. Dragging a hand through his tousled blue locks, Mukuro couldn't help but laugh; never before had someone given him such a hard, violent fuck, but Jesus Christ, he'd never had better before.

"Oya, Xanxus." The younger male rolled over, putting his hand on a strong chest. "Wake up."

Xanxus growled something incomprehensible before rolling over onto his side, his one and only warning that if he weren't left alone, he would make himself be left alone.

"Ah, I appreciate you enjoying your mornings sleeping, but I believe we have something important to do today." Mukuro slid himself off the mattress, stretching. "Do you not remember? We have to get there early."

Xanxus was silent for a few seconds before his eyes opened and he rolled back over to face Mukuro. He glared at the younger, saying, "Get me a steak ready and I'll get up when it's done."

Mukuro sneered as he nodded, turning around to leave. "I will have a shower and then start on breakfast. I will pour you a glass of wine to go with it, too."

"You've learnt a lot faster than the shark trash." Rolling onto his back, Xanxus closed his eyes. "Hardly had to beat anything into you."

"That is because unlike him, I am not worthless, Xanxus. I will return soon to get you out of bed."

Xanxus snorted. "Whatever. Fuck off already so I can sleep."

"Kufufu~ Certainly, Xanxus."

With that said, Mukuro left the room, leaving his new lover to go back to sleep.

~~XX~~

"I found Fran last night." Sitting across the table from Xanxus, Mukuro poked at his toast. His eyes shone with malicious intent, watching as the older male devoured an entire steak in a vicious manner. "He is back in foster care."

"What's the little fuck doing there in the first place?" Xanxus paused in his task of eating to ask this question, but it took just a split second for him to begin tearing his meal to pieces once more.

"He bounced around adoption centres and foster care a lot. I was the only one to ever really love and want him." Shrugging, Mukuro sighed in a slightly dramatic manner. "He has that impression on people; I was the only one able to break him out of his cheeky habits."

"Sounds like a little shit." Xanxus glared down at his plate, swallowing a chunk of meat. "I will kill him if he pisses me off."

"Please do not; I will make sure he is in line for you." Standing up, the smaller male drained his cup of tea in the sink. "Are you almost ready? I am very eager."

Xanxus nodded. "Ten minutes. Go warm the car up or some shit."

Mukuro didn't hesitate to do as told, leaving the house in order to start his car. He let it idle as he went back inside, busying himself with housework; he may as well leave Xanxus to get himself ready because agitating the man would only make him wait longer.

Mukuro knew it wasn't normal for him to be so excited over what they were going to do, but he couldn't help it; he was greatly looking forward to seeing what Xanxus would do to someone he had just kidnapped.

Hopefully it would be something truly brutal, because Mukuro wasn't going to settle for anything less.

~~XX~~

Finding themselves back in the same neighbourhood they had been in yesterday, Mukuro made sure to park his car somewhere far from the other's home. Walking alongside Xanxus, the blue-haired man was as relaxed as ever; he couldn't wait to see what was about to happen.

Sticking close to the fence, Mukuro opened the side gate. Xanxus followed him through, and being sure to close it behind them, they then trudged through the snow as they made their way over to the window closest to them.

"What's in that room?" Mukuro peeked over the stronger male's shoulder as Xanxus looked through the glass, unable to see much as the blinds had been drawn.

"Laundry, it looks like." Xanxus grunted, moving over to the next one. "Bathroom in there."

Mukuro nodded, approaching the third window. He leant in against the glass, his vision obscured by the blinds that weren't quite closed but still difficult to see past. He smirked when he saw the bed, knowing that they were getting closer to their goal. "I found a bedroom."

Xanxus stomped over, peeking into the same room to see what was inside; the blinds were drawn, giving him an unobstructed view much to his pleasure. He smirked as he noticed the all-too familiar bed, the chest of drawers and bedside tables that had once been in his own home but had mysteriously disappeared during his time in jail. His red eyes glinting with malevolent intent, he said, "I wonder if he changed the mattress; the old one was stained with dried blood and semen."

"I wish to find out. May we enter? No one's in there."

Trying to slide the window open out of curiosity, Xanxus wasn't surprised to find it locked tight; figures the owner of the room would be too paranoid to leave it unlocked. "Another day; slut might walk in any second."

Mukuro nodded, making his way to the next window. The blinds had been lifted for this room, the window open as the slight breeze ruffled the curtains drawn to the sides. He could hear a voice coming from inside, almost as if they were speaking to someone who wouldn't talk back.

"He doesn't feel very well, so he's resting on the couch."

Mukuro's curiosity peaked at these words, ducking down so that he could sit beneath the window without being seen. Wishing he could peer into the room, he instead settled for listening as carefully as he could.

"I'll be leaving in ten minutes, so will you be a good boy and run down to the corner shop sometime today and bring him back some lunch? ...Good boy; thank you, Bel. ...Why's your window open? It's snowing; you'll get sick from the cold. Is Mink still outside? ...Then close it when he comes back in, please; the heating is going to waste with it open."

Upon hearing the loud squeaking of bedsprings seconds before two sets of footsteps left the room, Xanxus and Mukuro both lifted their heads to gaze into the room. They were greeted by the sight of a space that was so trashed, it was plausible a mini-tornado had occurred and displaced everything. A double bed was closest to them with bedside tables surrounding it with more mess on them. A wardrobe sat across from them, the door hanging open as clothing spilt forth from it. A huge entertainment system took up an entire wall, a flat screen TV and countless gaming consoles hooked up to it; it looked as if a movie had just been watched as a menu was looping in the background.

"How disgusting." Mukuro crinkled his nose up at the sight, uncomfortable with such mess; he much preferred clean, organised areas, and this made him feel physically ill. "How can he live in such a pigsty?"

"Because he is a fucking animal," Xanxus growled. Turning his head as something crossed his peripheral vision, he sneered as he caught sight of the resident pet. It was a white, furry mink, and it was jumping through the snow towards them, its fur bristled as it hissed. "Get that little mutt so I can snap its neck."

Mukuro was quick to do as instructed, grabbing the mink by its neck. He was careful to avoid sharp teeth that would easily take a finger or two off his hand, throwing it carelessly to the older man. Watching in sick amusement, his excitement grew when agonised yelps of pain escaped the small animal's mouth, its legs being snapped one-by-one.

Tossing the helpless creature through the window, Xanxus folded his arms against his chest as he waited to hear the results of his cruelty, blocking out the keening the mink was making; all he cared about was the amount of fear and pain he could inflict on the blond inside that house.

It didn't take long for the bedroom door to open again, and an almost instant gasp of fright filled the air. It fell silent for several moments before a loud, piercing scream made itself heard, repeating over and over again until someone else arrived on the scene.

"Bel, what's wrong?!"

Turning to Mukuro, Xanxus sneered wider than the blue-haired male had seen him do before. "That's the bitch."

"It's okay, Bel; go grab Mink and I'll call the police. Sit in the living room." The urgency in the man's voice was enough to arouse Mukuro, knowing that the other seemed to care deeply for the blond; he was eager to see the damage they could inflict on Squalo by hurting someone else.

There seemed to be shuffling inside the room before the window was shut and locked, no one bothering to poke their heads out and look around; Xanxus knew neither of them would dare do such a thing because he had broken both of them beyond the point of fixing; there was no way they would chance being attacked if they were to stick any part of their body out of the window.

"Let's get out of here before the cops show up," Xanxus muttered. "We'll come back tonight."

Mukuro hummed in agreement, pleased greatly by today's efforts.

~~XX~~

When night rolled around and the two found themselves back at the others' home, it was very late; almost four in the morning. However, it seemed that only one of the three occupants was asleep; the two youngest of the house were still in their bedrooms, wide awake.

From a small dint in the blinds of Squalo's bedroom, he could be found lying on his bed with a book open on his lap, the lamp on the bedside table the only source of light in his room.

Belphegor, however, had the bedroom light turned on, his curtains parted slightly. A movie was playing on his TV, but he didn't seem to be paying much attention to it; he was curled up into a ball with his pet held tight in his arms. Its legs were bound and bandaged, clearly the work of a vet, and it seemed to be suffering as much anxiety as its owner; it kept shifting around, squeaking, stopping only when Belphegor threaded his fingers through the silky fur as he soothed it.

"Look at the little slut," Xanxus muttered. "Look at his legs spreading like the whore he is."

Mukuro turned back to the room, finding that Belphegor was getting up off the bed with the mink in his arms. Moving over to Squalo's window, they found the blond entering the long-haired man's bedroom, his mouth seemingly frozen in an uncertain grimace.

Squalo didn't seem to need the other to say a word as he instantly put his book down, getting to his feet. Walking the blond back into his own room, Squalo laid the smaller male back on his bed, covering him with the thick comforter.

"Are they going to fuck?" Unwilling up object to such a scene before him, Mukuro licked his lips; seeing such a thing was rather high on his priority list, able to picture just how beautiful such a thing would appear; with such attractive participants, who could anyone say no to seeing it?

"I wouldn't be surprised, but I don't think so." Moving closer to the window, Xanxus narrowed his eyes as he found his ex was in the process of running his hand through tousled blond locks, trying to get the young man to sleep. "No, he's trying to calm the little fucker down."

"Oya, Xanxus, let him go to sleep; he'll get more of a fright if he wakes up to us."

Xanxus nodded, liking the other's train of thought; whatever would cause the most distress, he would do it.

Shivering from the cold, Mukuro tugged his jacket tighter around him. "This snow is so cold; I hope he falls asleep soon."

"He will; he's just about gone." His lips turning into a sneer minutes later, he said, "See? He's asleep; the whore's just leaving the room now."

Standing up, Mukuro brushed the snow from his pants. "Let's go, then."

Nodding, Xanxus also gained his footing. Grabbing the bottom of the window, he slid a knife beneath it. It took a few moments, but he eventually had it sliding upwards once again. Putting the blade back into his pocket, he forced the window up high enough for him to climb through. Belphegor shifted, disturbed slightly by the noise, but didn't wake.

Mukuro was the first to approach the bed, looking down at the bed. He was stoic as he brushed his fingers against a warm cheek, unmoved as the smaller male unconsciously rubbed against them. "He's cute, Xanxus."

"You think?" Grabbing the hissing mink by its neck, Xanxus tossed it from the bed. Pulling from his pocket a roll of masking tape, he snatched blond hair into his hands and ripped as hard as he could, earning a startled whimper as Belphegor awoke in a panic. "I can't find anything attractive about this piece of shit unless I'm in the middle of fucking his brains out. Go lock the door in case someone walks in."

Mukuro didn't hesitate to do as told; backing up towards the door, he watched as his lover backhanded the blond hard enough to snap Belphegor's head to the side. Through the darkness, he could still see their victim spitting blood onto the mattress, muffled cries and whimpers accompanied by the sound of a struggle. He smirked when he heard footsteps rushing to the door, laughing as the handle was jiggled and someone started banging on the outside of the hardwood.

Approaching the bed where Xanxus had forced Belphegor down onto his back with his own body, Mukuro reached out, cupping the blond's face with a deceivingly gentle hold. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips against soft ones before resting their foreheads together. "It is okay, Belphegor; no matter how much or how little you struggle, the results will still be the same." With that said, he crushed their lips together with bruising force, allowing his tongue to push past closed lips.

When it became apparent that whoever was on the other side of the door was trying to break it down, Xanxus didn't hesitate to tape the younger's mouth shut. With the blond silenced, he picked the smallest male up and slung him over his shoulder, leaving the house in seconds. Mukuro followed after him, sweeping away the evidence of their visit; it wouldn't do to leave trails in the snow, after all.

After arriving back at the car after just a few minutes, Mukuro got in the driver's seat while Xanxus sat in the back, holding their victim down and out of sight of passing motorists.

"This was very fun, Xanxus." Starting the car, Mukuro chuckled to himself. "I am excited for when we go back for the last two."

Xanxus sneered, squeezing the pale throat in his hand. Belphegor coughed and sputtered, but no amount of thrashing deterred the man, not until his struggles grew weak and he was on the verge of passing out. "Let's have some fun with this one first; break him as much as possible without killing him so that they know what we're capable of."

Mukuro laughed heartedly as he turned the car around. "With pleasure, Xanxus."

With that said, the car fell silent apart from the frightened cries of the blond victim.