BOO 8DD
Time for some XanxusxSqualo goodness.
xD
I was planning on waiting till chapter 5 but
I
Couldn't
Do
It
XD
So on with dah chapter! 3
Does anyone like deathshipping, btw ? .
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Squalo stared intensely, pain coursing through his heart. It wasn't fair, it wasn't fair in the slightest. Not even a week, they'd been dating for two years and not even a week later... How could that bastard even...
Xanxus was smirking at some ugly (very attractive) dick, obviously flirting heavily. Oh and that guy was taking it all in. As if the dark haired freak even cared about him!
Squalo stared and stared, feeling like every single second was paining him even more. He was at the bar with his friends (Bel and Fran), and they were sending unnoticed looks at him, looking worried in their own ways. The silver haired man's heart skipped a beat when he realized the other man was looking up. Xanxus skimmed his eyes over the room.
And that's when the shark's heart truly broke. Barely even a glance, was that all he was worth!? The red eyes man had met eyes with Squalo for maybe a second, then looked away without any emotion that appeared to be anything but normal. "I'm feeling sick, see you two." Squalo said suddenly, standing up as he began to walk towards the door of the stupid idiotic bar. His friends called after him but he barley even noticed, slamming open the door and walking out.
When a hand grabbed onto his arm he turned around angrily, glaring death at whomever it was then blinking and taking a deep breath so as not to explode. It was only Fran, and the boy was too innocent to be mad at. However, that didn't mean he was going soft! "What?" He said, sounding and feeling annoyed (but not too badly).
"Squalo..." Fran said with a sigh, appearing troubled and well, not emotionless for once."It's obvious you're not over him, the fight was stupid, and you need to tell him how you really feel." Stated the obviously all knowing 16 year old boy. Squalo growled, although he knew the green haired boy was right and just refused to admit it.
"It was his fault." He grounded out. The boy sighed, not wanting to argue. The fight had been about something stupid, but Squalo had chosen to take the change and break up with the other man. It had been too much! Of course being the boss of a company meant that Xanxus was out. A lot. But Squalo felt out of the picture and lonely, and he always couldn't help but feel suspicious/paranoid that the older man was cheating on him.
So when he'd been holding the black haired males phone and head received a text from someone named Maria saying 'I'll see you tonight" Squalo had exploded! Could you blame him? As it turned out, the girl had been Xanxus's little sister, but when the shark had blown it was like he couldn't stop. He kept venting out all the things he was angry at, somehow making them all sound like Xanxus's fault, which in turn had made his ex-boyfriend angry! The fight had escalated from there, at which point Xanxus had thrown a glass at Squalo (something he hadn't done in years) which had been the last straw. He had marched out and he was quite intent on never going back. So why...
He felt like he hated the man; so why...?
Why was it whenever Squalo saw the other, he felt he might just cry? Attentively, Fran reached forward and brushed Squalo's cheek. The elder of the two jumped back in surprise, raising a hand in shock as he realized he really was crying. How humiliating! But Fran was his best friend, so it would be able to let himself cry just once. It was that silent crying, not one of those ones that 'once I start, I just can't stop.' With a sigh, Squalo nodded and let his tears be brushed away. "Okay okay, you're right. Mention to anyone that I was crying like a girl and I'll–"
"Tell Bel-sempai take picture of him when he sleeps. Now go~" Fran said boredly, sounding like he was talking about the weather.
"Who do you take pictures of when they sleep?" Asked a curious blond who had just gotten there. Fran went red and Squalo grinned weakly.
"See you Bel, Fran." He said, smirking slightly and winking at Fran before calling a taxi. Even if Xanxus wasn't home right now, Squalo could wait.
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A few hours later found Squalo sitting in his love interest's kitchen, waiting impatiently for the other to arrive but happy to be there. It felt like home to him, although he probably wouldn't admit it, and it had been a complete hassle finding an apartment to stay in. Looking around the room he blushed fury red, realizing that quite a few of the counter tops, tables and chairs had memories that probably shouldn't be mentioned in a rated T fanfiction.
His eyes traveled more, and a nostalgic smile spread across his lips. Now he was remembering the simple things, like how even though it was humiliating he'd always give in and make breakfast for the black haired man when it was requested of him. Or how Xanxus refused to drink out of anything other than a wine glass, even the way the other only liked meat was evident by the plate that was probably from last night. He saw the candles that Squalo had tried and failed to light when the power had went out, and was so caught up in his thoughts that he almost didn't hear the familiar sound of the door opening.
But he did, and his breath hitched. Nervously he turned around, listening for any other sounds. From the sound of it either Xanxus was with someone or on the phone, but Squalo supremely hoped it was the latter. Angry yelling could be heard from the entry-way, and the silver haired man was surprised to find that Xanxus sounded angrier and more pissed off than usual. Huh, he was probably imagining it.
His hands began to grow sweaty as he waited for the black haired man to come into the kitchen, and his ears perked up when they heard the sound of a coat plopping onto the ground. The yelling didn't stop though, instead it got louder, signaling that the other man was getting closer. Squalo rubbed the now warm hands together, looking up nervously when he heard the yelling stop abruptly.
The abrupt stop had probably been caused by *him*, and he dropped his gaze, unable accept being looked at so intensely after being away from Xanxus for so long.
"I'll call you back." The other man said haughtily, and Sqaulo felt his chest grow with happiness, but that was quickly smothered by the bad feeling he had. What had he even come here for? Oh yes, now he remembered.
With shaking fingers Squalo reached into his pocket, taking a silver necklace that had the letters 'XS' and the small pictures of a shark and a liger embedded on it. "I came... to give this back..." He stated weakly, eyes trained on the ground, the circling doom around them making him feel choked.
"Whatever, you can keep it." The others voice was so cold, and Squalo felt his heart speed up and his eyes narrow slightly in pain. Of course Xanxus didn't want him back, that was rather obvious by the flirtatious act the other had shown in the bar, but of course he'd gone and gotten his hopes up... Ugh, think he could blame this all on Fran? Much too innocent, of course he couldn't.
Squalo finally raised his eyes, unable to keep a look of pain from flashing across his face as they're ice finally met and stayed that way. Xanxus wasn't looking away...and it was killing him. "So... that's it?" He asked hoarsely, and the black haired man froze for a second, seeming put off by the question. The shark shook his head, scolding himself for hoping. "I'm going to go." He stated, dropping the necklace on the counter even though he'd gotten permission to keep it.
There was no one to say 'you two are being idiots!' and push them together and hope for the best. So Squalo slowly got up, eyes now trained on the colder than usual tile floor, and he felt himself shiver. Of course, he knew it wasn't because the temperature was low.
It was because his heart was breaking, slowly into a million jagged pieces, as he got up and walked by Xanxus, and he tried to keep the tears from falling in front of his ex. He didn't look up when he passed the other, and ever so slowly he could feel the distance between his back and the black haired man growing. With each step another chunk was ripped out of his chest, leaving him to feel empty, and he couldn't help but feel like there was a hole where there should be warmth. Only when he reached the door did he pause, slowly raising his now watering eyes to look at the other, who was staring at the spot he'd been seated at in the kitchen.
"Bye."
No one responded, and Squalo just turned his head, feeling the first tear escape from his eye and spill down his cheek. Xanxus didn't see, of course. With heavy feet he pulled his shoes on and opened the door, not glancing back as he let it stay open, hoping beyond hopes that maybe Xanxus would come for him.
But Squalo knew he wouldn't.
Only when he was halfway to the gate that signaled the entrance of the house did he hear something. It was so quiet that he could barely hear what it was, but he froze nonetheless. Had he been imagining things? "...What?"
His voice was quiet as well, but he could feel eyes boring into his back so he turned around uncertainly, and sure enough there was his black haired demon, waiting with glowing red eyes.
"I said, you're an idiot." Rage boiled up in his chest and he felt more tears escaping his eyes, he felt so betrayed. So Xanxus was going to stand there and insult him while he felt like he was breaking?!
"You bastard-"
He was interrupted however because with wide eyes he watched as Xanxus closed the distance between them in a mere few strides and grabbed his wrist, wrenching him into the others chest. Squalo felt his tears escaping more rapidly now, almost a stream down his face as he felt the other hold him.
This was something they'd never been.
There relationship had never been 'tender,' nor 'soft.' It had always been boiling passion and they both tended to shy away from anything that was different from that. So now, feeling himself being held tightly in the arms of the person he absolutely hated loving, he broke down, silently crying his heart out in a weak way he despised.
But when the other slowly raised his chin and kissed him affectionately on the lips, causing warmth to spread through his previously cold cheeks and his eyes to close, for once he accepted that maybe being weak in front of Xanxus wasn't such a bad thing.
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ii Love you .SaNiiTee. and this chapter is dedicated to yuh. :]