Hey there lovely readers and watchers!

I totally forgot some notes in Part I, so sorry!!!! Thanks a lot for reading and your support!

Some of you asked for the song writers and titles in Part I, here they are:

Jin Akanishi – Love juice

Shiny Toy Guns – Le Disco

Shinedown – I own you

Warnings: No smut yet but some violence, 18D, 8059, XS

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters etc. just this stupid story and the many mistakes Q_Q

Sorry, it's still not beta-ed -

Part II

The swordemperor hesitated, taking a step back to the cold wall.

The mafia heir frowned and slowly rose from his armchair "Don't you dare starting to disobey my orders trash…"

A shallow shadow of fear slid across Squalos blue eyes as Xanxus began to move towards him, making wide steps while staring him down.

He closed his eyes for a mere second until a sharp pain pulled him back into this dangerous situation. His boss was looming above his slender frame, fisting a hand full of silky hair and yanking Squalo closer into this eroding heat, bringing their faces close until the swordfighter could smell the faint hint of whiskey Xanxus had some hours ago.

"Let g-…" he began but Xanxus calloused hands had wrapped themselves around Squalos hip and neck to keep him steady as well as pressing them closer together. Fierce lips smashed against almost soft ones, successfully shutting Squalo up until a pale hand gripped black spiky hair und pulled the hot mouth away.

"Damnit!!! Would you just listen!" he started again, already breathless.

When the gunslinger attempted to steal another kiss Squalo raised his artificial hand and slapped him hard across the face. It worked. Immediately Xanxus pulled away, spitting some blood to the ground.

Just when the Varialeader was about to let his rage burst out he felt the body in front of him drop to the floor.

Squalo knelt there, covering his ears and his face shaking his head violently.

Xanxus stood for a moment watching the silver hair painting patterns of light into the dark air before he grabbed both of his Lieutenants wrists pulling him upwards in a single motion.

"What is this all about?" he hissed in a low voice.

The swordfighter almost winced in pain but returned Xanxus look, "You must stop this."

"Stop WHAT?!?"

"Stop this whole thing between us. I've had enough…" he bit back.

The black haired man snorted amused and flashed a grin.

"As if you had a choice about this…"

But when suddenly a pair of stern silver-blue eyes gave him a look of sheer anger and desperation he felt a sharp pang in his chest.

"Damn it Xanxus! I've fucking turned 27 tonight! When will you stop fucking around with me and get a damn wife and have a fucking family, ASSHOLE?!?! We shouldn't do this!"

Xanxus stared agape at the man in front of him.

Squalo continued.

"This isn't the same situation as it was when we were teenagers! It's not only about hormones and the need for a hasty fuck anymore."

"Then tell me, what is IT about?" said Xanxus mockingly, "Happiness and romantic rubbish??"

"About trust. And this means to stop screwing around with whores and to stop treating the other person like…"

"Like what baby, like trash?"

The silver haired young man gritted his sharp teeth in anger and hissed an angry "You're so right, shithead!" back.

Do you remember the first time?

"And why else would you suddenly stop to fulfill your duties as my Lieutenant? Don't tell me this is all because I haven't given you a fucking birthday present, stupid!" he ground out.


Time stopped then sped so fast.

Squalo remained silent and pressed his lips together, locking his mouth still glaring intensively, slightly trembling hands clutching the blanket tight to his chest.

In just three minutes you were mine.

"Can't answer, can't you trash? Then let me guess…"

Xanxus breath ghosted over pale skin in front of his lips, which formed a devilish smirk.

"…You fell in love with me and want to keep me for yourself."

Squalo gulped, desperately trying to hide his from anger as well as embarrassment flushed cheeks from his boss.

Xanxus continued while cupping those fierce hips underneath the thin silk with calloused fingertips.

"Trying to make me jealous using this Cavallone brat and…" He pressed an open mouthed kiss on the sharks neck, enjoying the feeling of a furious pulse under the warm skin, driven by a thrilled heartbeat "…making me want to fuck you senseless even in the middle of hundred people by seducing me so shameless in the club…" Squalo gasped as sharp teeth sunk into his sensitive flesh making him arch more into his masters touch, "…you're such a fucking damn whore Superbia Squalo."

Suddenly the silver haired man was lifted again, this time bridal style on his chiefs well trained arms.

"What the fuck! Let me go!" the longhaired man screamed surprised.

Xanxus stubbornly ignored the complaints while walking into another dark hallway of the mansion.

"About the Cavavolle boy" he led the words linger for a moment, "I should shoot his damn head off for touching my property." A beat

"You won't do a thing to him I swear or I'll-"

"On the other hand…maybe I should send some flowers and a nice greeting card for helping to reveal your well…true thoughts and feelings? This sounds stupid…Confession of love, isn't it?"

"I fucking hate you."

Another grin and a flash of ruby eyes.

"As for the keeping a person for myself thing, I think I took a liking to this idea…"


Don't think that it was the last.

"Where the fuck are you taking me, asshole??" Squalo wasn't squirming anymore. Somehow Xanxus mood had changed from angry and horny to something different Squalo couldn't tell for sure what it was. Instead he calmly held onto broad warm shoulders to steady himself.

"Secret. ", was the one and only reply the black haired Italian gave.

You knew I knew the ways that I could make you say:
"Please, please please don't take it...
Take it, take it, take it easy on me. Just make it.
Make it, make it, make it harder to breathe."
So I'll climb on top and I'll never stop
Till I make you forget who you are
And just feel.

Meanwhile the blond Cavallone heir as well as the cloud guardian left the taxi which took them home and stood in front of an elegant modern building including Dinos loft at the top floor.

"There we are~ ", chirped the Italian happily, his fingers searching his pockets for the house key.

Hibari just stood nearby, gaze locked on the dark and quickly forming clouds in the sky. There should be a thunderstorm ahead. When Dino kept babbling incoherent words he replied with a cold voice.

"Shut up and open the door."

"Uhm…Kyouya?" A heartbeat. Another beat.

Pale blue eyes pierced angered into warm, brown ones.

"WHAT is it?"

"I kinda…forgot my key for this door in my car at the club."

Some light reflected on a raised tonfa.

"Ahh- but I have an idea!!" Lifting a hand the young man pointed towards an open window in the building.

"We'll climb on this wall, move to the window at the second floor and enter the building. I can enter my flat
'cause I'm carrying my spare key with me! Okay?"

Hibari shot him an annoyed look.
"Fine with me. "

Do you remember your last look?

Hibari followed slowly as Dino began to climb the brickstonewall. There was ivy growing all over the stone so it was easy to get on top. The cloud guardian kept his distance to the still somehow clumsy young man before his eyes and walked silently after him.

Well, you were smiling, and drowning

They made their way slowly bud steady, carefully setting one foot after the other to keep the balance. At least Dino was. Hibari kept glancing around, observing the surroundings like the trained assassin he was. And he tried quite hard to stop himself from drinking the blonds image too much. Even from behind Dino seemed to emit a soft glow of gentleness and warmth. Sometimes those soft emotions would change into passion and sheer heat, but only for Hibaris eyes.

The Japanese came to a halt when the Italian suddenly stopped his movements next to a window and began to laugh in a mixture of happiness, glee and satisfaction.

"Well, well… Isn't this the good looking young hitman who came to me, asking for some love advice? He wanted to know how to exactly seduce his boyfriend. Seems like I was a good teacher."

Dino leaned relaxed against the house front and peered through one of the big windows of the second floor.

Against his principles Hibari glanced over his ex-teachers shoulder, only to suck in a sharp breath out of surprise.

"Those two…" he mumbled low under his breath.

Dino flashed a heart-melting smile into his direction, "Pretty hot, isn't it?"

The large window showed a living room enlighten by several lamps painting the room in a warm shade of orange.

In the middle stood a large, comfortable couch carrying two young men whose hands were tangled deeply in each other's messed up hair. They were kissing passionately and it seemed like they had already forgotten about the world around them. All pillows lay on the ground as well as some clothes they had shed earlier.

One of the couple was a tall, well-trained guy with short, spiky black hair. His body was tanned and he seemed like an excellent sportsmen, although his skin showed some nasty scars which looked dangerous to outsiders. While the taller man obviously got Japanese roots the other one was certainly a European. His skin got a rosy color and his slender fingers could belong to the hands of an artist or a musician, wouldn't there be many rings and wristbands covering them successfully. He kind of must possess a rebellious attitude for wearing these. Currently the European laid his back pressed to the couch, his trembling front flush against the naked skin of the black haired man, who kept running his hands through the oddly colored silver hair of the man below him.

In the sky above them the rain and the storm passionately embraced each other.

And I knew exactly what it took

"Yamamoto Takeshi. So you finally get what you wanted for so long…" came the cloud guardians emotionless reply.

The Italian beside him chuckled slightly and pulled him farther along, "You know what, Kyouya? It's all thanks to me! Yamamoto-kun asked me how to get into Gokudera-sans pants…well basically, a little more romantic. And I~ gave him the ultimate instruction to melt Gokudera-sans heart- and his resistance as well! Since I am an Italian I surely know a lot about love…this is typical for us, you know amore~." The young mafia leader spun around to face the Japanese behind, his body practically sparkling, "I called this self-tested and Dino approved instruction: How-to-make-love-to-a-grumpy-person."

To make you beg and pray:

Cobalt eyes abruptly narrowed dangerously and a deep scowl formed on rather cold lips.

Dino blinked, hastily moving a little away to keep a safe distance between him and the Vongola guardian.

"Uhm...I didn't mean it like that…Kyouya?" he asked rather shy and flinched when angry lips curled up into an almost sickening smirk. The Italian silently begged that dear Romario stayed within 10 km reach to guarantee his boss' safety by providing enough "subordinate-attention" to keep Dino's moves precise and shield him from the damn clumsiness.

Just in this moment Hibari slashed forward, aiming at the blonds face without mercy. Dino raised both arms to defend his jaw against hard metal and grinned, when the tonfa glided down and barely touched his jacked right above his heart.
"You missed, Baby."A charming smile.

Hibari Kyouya lifted his cold glance silently smiling to himself while staring through black strands of hair. He was smiling because he had hit his goal precisely and just destroyed Dinos annoying cell phone without the Cavallone noticing. Furthermore, back in the taxi, his loyal subordinate Kusakabe had received a secret phone call from his chief including the urgent order to take Romario of the Cavallone family out drinking…in a bar located at least 50 km away of Namimori town. Dino had been too busy dealing with the driver to notice.

All those actions left the pretty Cavallone heir defenseless and helpless against him.

"I'll make you regret your impoliteness."

"Please, please please don't take it...
Take it, take it, take it easy on me. Just make it.
Make it, make it, make it harder to breathe."
So I'll climb on top and I'll never stop
Till I make you forget who you are
So I'll climb on top and I'll never stop
Till I make you forget who you are.

Realization dawned in Dinos eyes when Hibari attacked again and he couldn't dodge one single hit. The other young man slammed him into the house right next to the window of Yamamoto's living room.

The storm above them got angrier when the blond looked up while some blood trickled slowly from his mouth where Hibari's tonfa kissed his skin painfully. He inhaled hastily when hot breath tickled his neck and a slight husky voice demanded "You better get yourself in your apartment before I slice you right here."

Let's play a little…you're running and I'll come after you. If you are fast enough it might be less painful for you. But only a little.

So just feel and play with me
And just steal away with me.
So just feel and play with me.

Honey eyes spoke a little of fear as Dino got dragged along by slender but strong hands, pushing him further along the wall they were still walking on.

"Ouch, Kyouya what's gotten into you? Let go."

"Shut up." the other said coldly.

"All the windows got closed because the storm is getting worse. We can't get in like this anymore!"

Hibari stopped tracks in front of Yamamoto's bedroom window and quickly destroyed the thin glass.

"He won't notice anyway." He growled low into Dinos sensitive ear and grabbed the slightly taller man by the hips and threw him through the opening into the room. Clumsy as he was now, Dino landed rather inelegant but luckily avoided the sharp broken pieces of glass near the window like the Vongola intended. Nobody and nothing was going to hurt Dinos flawless body except Hibari himself. When the black haired stepped into the bedroom he truly considered fucking the Italian right here, on that baseball perverts bed, because the blond looked just so inviting with his hair all messed up, his tight fitting shirt crumbled and his soft lips still smeared with warm blood oozing out of his pretty little mouth.

The short haired man absently licked his own lips at the sight, but a dangerous deep growl echoed through the air and the guardian turned his head towards said large bed to his right.

Curled up on top of several fluffy pillows and blankets sat a huge wild cat and glared with red eyes showing off her deathly fangs and claws.

This was, without a doubt the storm guardian's always unruly box weapon.

"We're leaving."

The confused Italian got shoved again and gave up struggling when he caught a glimpse of Hibari Kyouya's determined face as well as the hint of want and bloodlust inside those icy blue eyes.

Chills of excitement and nervousness were running up and down Dinos spine, his nerves fluttering, his body trembling in wait of beloved Kyouyas following actions.

They made their way out of Yamamoto's damaged bedroom and entered the staircase unhindered.

Dino was the first to step up the stairs. He flinched as Hibari caught him looking backwards at the Japanese.

"Keep walking."

Cold metal traced Dinos oversensitive spine, threatening him to go further. The blond wondered where this whole thing would lead to…

Finally they made it in the Italians apartment, leaving the hall as well as their shoes behind.

"Where are you leading me, dear?" came Dinos curious but frightened voice. The black haired snorted annoyed and restored both tonfas securely before he pushed the taller man rather violent into the bathroom and pinned him against icy tiles in the shower.

The Cavallone heir kept his breath when his younger lover brought his face closer to his trembling body and started to collect Dinos smell all over.

"His scent. I want you to get rid of it. Wash it off, now." Hibari's eyes spoke of barely restricted anger, his body language signalized absolute dominance. He got love to kill.

The honey-haired man stared at him in silent disbelief and shock.

Without any warnings the cloud guardian made cool, chilly water streaming down, before biting down hard on the others shoulder and drawing crimson liquid and a yelp of pain from the older. But Hibari just smiled cruelly while watching the child of blood and water making its way into the drain. When he casted his eyes higher, he noticed the pale light red blotches on Dinos formerly white shirt.

"Blood suits you."

Take it, take it, take it easy on me. Just make it.
Make it, make it, make it harder to breathe."
So I'll climb on top and I'll never stop
Till I make you forget who you are
So I'll climb on top and I'll never stop
Till I make you forget who you are.
So I'll climb on top and I'll never stop
Till I make you forget who you are.

To be continued…

Song: Blaqk Audio – Where would you like them left?