Being a baby sucked ass, Xanxus thought. He was constantly shiting himself, he couldn't move around, and he couldn't talk. He knew that his new " parents " spoke Japanese. This was weird because they looked to be german. Maybe they were living in Japan right now.
He couldn't even gather useful information right now because he falls asleep every time the people start talking about anything that isn't baby nonsense and the weather—the things I do for you, baby boss.
_-```~~~ Five Years Later ~~~```-_
Five years I have been in this shitty fucked up world. I know for sure this world isn't earth anymore. Living in these walls like cattle fearing for our lives with the titans right outside these walls. Pathetic, really pathetic. The only ones I even remotely respect are the survey corps—the wings of freedom.
I still haven't been able to find Tsuna, and my flames are gone. Completely gone, the only thing there were the flames were supposed to be there was warm energy. I can pump it through my body to make me faster, stronger, and more agile.
But my flames are gone. Same with my intuition. I don't want to think about what it is like for baby boss. Her intuition was strong, so strong. Now though, to live without it even if it was weak before. It is like being blindfolded.
He Hated it.
Xanxus ground his teeth together. Everybody called him by his middle name. Xanxus was his name from the past and now.
He was walking through the village, walking in the alleys to make sure to avoid the villagers. He didn't want to "accidentally" kill someone if they were noisy.
He came across a group of boys " Smelly Armin" ahh, bulling he was about to go the other way, no time to waste on those scum when he heard " Wants to see the outside world." He froze at that " Freak" He clicked his tongue and turned around. " We are going to teach you a lesson, freak." He eyed the group of four boys. He could take them easily.
He may be in a new world, but he can still train to be quality. Now to set things straight, the only reason he was getting involved was that he
1) wanted someone to talk to about the outside
2) He needed something to beat up. ( He had many pent up frustrations)
3) The warmth in his veins was humming.
" Scum, how about I teach you a lesson." the boy armin the seemed to call him eyes glazed over. The boys gasped and yelled, " Why, you little brat." Before he could even throw his punch, xanxus already knocked him out. " Anyone else has any problems, trash." The boys all whimpered and bolted.
I turn around to face armin and hear " VOI, SHITTY-BOSS " I stare for a second, then whisper, " Shark-trash."
The next thing I knew, I had an armful of shark, and I never felt better. Not that he would ever admit that.
