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Yee-Ha!
...A Land-Lord
He groaned tiredly and headed out of the sliding doors, whilst loosening his black tie and unbuttoning a few collar buttons. A man in a vivid red suit with a polka-dot tie greeted him and opened the door of a lavish-looking car for him. He ignored the man and stepped in. The man followed behind and signalled to the driver that they were ready to go.
The man wasted no time. "Xanxus-sama, you hold a prestigious position as our new manager and land-lord." He waited for a response, but got none. "We, the 'Sunny Roadarse Inn', are one of the wealthiest and best house-sellers in the country, with a majority of our assets being hotels and mansions." The man paused and seemed as if he was demanding for a nod or a small reply. Xanxus nodded and continued to stare out the window. Who the hell names their company 'RoadARSE'? The man smiled and resumed talking, much to Xanxus's dismay.
"My name is Richard Richards and I will be accompanying you today, sir!" said Richard enthusiastically. The nod from Xanxus seemed to have given him an extra boost in energy and enthusiasm. He offered Xanxus some red wine and was pleased when he accepted, but slightly flinched when his partner quaffed it in one big gulp.
Not the best wine, trash...and why does your first name sound like your last name...you confusing bastard.
"X-Xanxus-sama, today you will be collecting the rent money from 3 clients. I, on the other hand, will be inspecting some rooms and making sure that none have been damaged or vandalised," explained Richard, taking 3 different coloured manila folders from his briefcase, "Here you go, Xanxus-sama!"
Xanxus took the folders and opened them one after the other. They were the profiles of the clients. How much they owe, how much they bought a property for, how long they have stayed in the property and so forth. He skimmed it quickly and put them down. How boring.
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"Aha! We have arrived, Xanxus-sama!" grinned Richard Richards excitedly, getting out of the car and flattening the non-existent creases on his immaculate red suit. He stole a glance at his boss, the new landlord, and nodded admiringly. Just the right guy for the job! With his intimidating expression and aura...the clients will be sure to pay up this time! Not like the previous years...
Richard knitted his eyebrows as he thought about last year's catastrophe. "The clients didn't pay up and they nearly killed our ex-boss in the process...it was quite the controversy..." the man mumbled quietly, whilst following Xanxus towards the entrance of the posh building.
The building was literally covered in gold and diamonds. Grandiose decorative ornaments were placed in nearly every corner of the first floor, adding to the high-class, superior atmosphere. The whole place sparkled like crazy, especially the well-polished floor tiles, which you could use as a substitute mirror. The Varia boss frowned. He didn't like the place one single bit. With the excessive amounts of gold, glitter and expensive ornaments, he suddenly felt insecure. Not to mention with the hundreds of high-tech security cameras glaring daggers at you everywhere you strode. Xanxus absolutely hated the damn place.
"Glitter my arse...why the hell is there so many sparkles?" growled Xanxus, taking a seat on one of the plush couches in the waiting lounge. He wanted to get this over and done with. Quickly. To get out of the shitty place. He didn't like this feeling of being insecure. It didn't suit him.
Knock Knock.
"Xanxus-sama, I will accompany you on this client. However for the other 2 clients, you will have to go alo-"
"Y-Yes...O-Oh!" spluttered a surprised young woman, who was still in her pyjamas. She looked hesitantly at the duo, nodded and ran quickly back into her room. In less than a minute, she handed over an envelope with the rent money. Richard swiftly counted the money and beamed.
"Thank you, ma'am! All is here! Thank you for your time!"
"Y-Yes...no problem, Mr Richards," the woman spoke timidly, then went back into her room and closed the door behind her with a satisfactory click.
"Well well, that went all good! Our next client!" said Richard gleefully, happy that this was going the way he wanted. Xanxus just sulked and walked to their next room, ignoring the lively man behind him. He was happy to leave him behind.
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Knock Knock.
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Knock Knock.
...
Xanxus was losing his patience. What the hell is this scum doing? Taking a freaking bath? He was about to knock once more when-
"What the hell do you want, moron?"
Xanxus glared at the man and snarled, "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?"
The big man flinched slightly. He was never treated this way before. Known as the 'Big Bully' of the hotel, he bullied the land-lords and his men when they came for his money, hence he never paid a single cent. Even the police couldn't stop him. The man's name was Carl Carlie. A big man covered in a skin of tattoos. Another retarded name...for trash.
"What are you waiting for, trash? Your rent money is what I need, so hand the damn thing over."
"And who do you think you're talking to, idiot?" Carl retorted, "I can break your puny neck in a matter of a few seconds, bastard!"
"Who do you think I'm talking to, scum?" growled Xanxus irritably, "To a piece of shit."
Carl glowered at the man before him. How dare he speak to me like that. He sniggered, "I don't have money for shit, dude. Don't irritate me, Mr Land-lord. Or else..." Carl moved towards Xanxus with a menacing glare, cracking his knuckles, "You've got the wrong guy her-" The big man didn't get to finish. In a flash, Xanxus brought out one of his guns and pointed it to his temple. He smirked.
"No, you've got it wrong. Your life insurance can pay," hissed the Italian, loading his gun, "I bet you're worth more than your rent money." The tattooed man immediately winced and remained silent. He was dealing with the wrong guy here.
"I-I'll g-give you t-the m-money...s-sir!" Carl Carlie rasped, "P-Please let me go, sir!"
Xanxus smirked bitterly, still holding onto his gun. He wasn't playing games here.
Click.
"Go, scum. I'll be right behind you."
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Xanxus had had enough for a day. He flexed his arms and yawned, while walking towards the last client's room. Maybe it wasn't all that bad...at least he got to use his X-guns. He was waiting for the best opportunity to use it, and the client revealed just the right expression when faced with his guns. A face full of terror and indignation. Xanxus didn't kill him though. He wasn't that brutal.
Knock Knock.
...
Knock Knock.
...
Xanxus glared at the door in annoyance. "What is taking this stupid client so long..."
Knock Knock.
...
"That's it."
BANG.
The hinges of the door broke apart, unable to withstand the force of the blast. The door came down with a crash. Xanxus stepped inside. Why isn't anyone reacting? I'm sure some trashes like these would've heard the gunshot. The room was dark and eerie. Xanxus stalked the room like a hunter hunting for its prey. "Wasting my time...looking for a bloody client."
He knocked on the bathroom door.
...
...
BANG.
No-one.
He wasn't going to get his hands dirty, turning all the freaking door handles. So instead, he decided to blast every poor door that was in his way.
BANG.
BANG.
BANG.
No-one.
It got to the point when Xanxus was so frustrated that he blasted all the furniture of the room, since it got in his way. He will remember this room. Always. The fucking room that he completely wasted his time on.
The land-lord stepped out of the room and examined his 'masterpiece'.
Brilliant. Trash-style.
"Xanxus-sama! I was wondering where you went!" cried Richard Richards, running towards him, "Why didn't you collect the money off the last client?"
Xanxus stared at the younger man weirdly. "What the hell are you on about? That scum wasn't even in his room." And I wasted my time.
Now it was Richard's turn to stare at Xanxus weirdly. "What are you on about, Xanxus-sama? Here's the last client!" He pointed to a woman in her early thirties. "She came down to find me, since she said that the land-lord didn't come to her room!"
"Her room was on the very first level and she was even waiting outside for you to collect the money!" continued Richard, "You didn't go to the wrong room perhaps, sir?"
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...
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Xanxus replied hoarsely. No freaking idea.
Due to the violation of a mistaken hotel room...
NAME: Xanxus
OCCUPATION: Land-lord
STATUS: FIRED.
Wooh!
*Eating fruit*
Gaaa kakaka!
Yeeeee-Haaa!~ [Don't know where I got that from...just popped into my head]
-TUGB