~X-mission: The last straw~

Xanxus learnt well enough that Lussuria isn't reliable (at all!), or Mammon, or any method that are not done by him directly from the hard way. So he really has to do this, huh? He cares less about the waste of money, the Vongola is responsible for the bills.

He knows that the time will come. And now it is time.

He has to do it, himself. Just the way he did it when he wanted to hear all of Squalo's VOIs in a go.

Okay. He takes a deep breath. For greater discoveries, he's willing to sacrifices himself.

Let's go.

The raven hair sits in his throne, swirling the red wine in the glass slowly, following the ticking of the clock. He's all alone and the secret basement, where only himself and someone knows about.

The target.

They share a very special relationship. Not Boss and subordinate, not friends, not lovers. What does the both of them together means? He's confused, and the wine doesn't provide the raven man an answer, only reflecting his crimson eyes.

The eyes that burns with hatred and wrath. Said the beautiful silverette once.

Xanxus takes another sip of the liquid that burns his throat. He likes the very sensation, just like how he likes the bliss sensation of Squalo's pale skin rubbing against his own. He knows that their relationship will probably wilt like a forgotten rose in an emptied vase if he carries out his plan accordingly. Although he really wants the petals to stay, blooming beautifully forever and ever. He doesn't even mind that his honour of being a straight, fearsome and flawless Boss being ruptured.

But he knows, nothing lasts forever, and he has to do it. For a better world. For his great discoveries. For God's will.

He heard the familiar footsteps, a sound that he's too familiar with, the crisp sound of the safety boots solidify by time. The shark, his shark (experiment subject) is here, always so punctual. Xanxus narrows his brows.

This is the end.

"Voiiii... So what's with today's secret meeting!?" The door flings open as a result being kicked forcefully by the silver-haired beauty. Beautiful and handsome at the same time, even in the deepest, darkest cell where no sunlight can reach within. Xanxus' heart skips a beat.

His voice has never sound so beautiful, not like what the great Boss with a superhuman memory has remember.

"Come here." It's a low growl, like from the leader of a pack of wolf claiming it's prize. The world-known swordsman follows his command like enchanted. I will follow you until the day I decay into a useless heap of nothing. Vowed the beauty in front of the raven once.

"What is it actually?" Superbia Squalo asks in a normal human's voice, he's whispering. Cooing to the man he loves and wants badly.

"Nothing... I just want you here." Letting go of his glass, Xanxus grabs a fist full of the silky locks of silver-strings and pulls it closer until he can feel the younger males breath on the tip of his nose. It smells of the mint the silverette has consumed before that. The older male roughly bites the younger's neck and makes his way to the pale lips that are thirst of kisses. Squalo groans, his good hand moves around freely, intends to eat the scarred man whole with his hungry hands. They exchanges lips for lips, tongue for tongue, breath for breath. Xanxus doesn't want this to stop, he wants to proceed to the next stage, so do Squalo.

Xanxus wants to end this here, and Squalo feels it.

"Vooiiii..." The silverette pulls himself back and wipe his mouth, leaving the half-drifted in the pink ocean of bliss.

"Oi, I didn't say you can stop, trash."

"You're hiding something from me... Aren't you?" The younger male stares into the crimson gaze with his silver once, they reflects the image of the sexy man opposite. "I can feel it."

The air remains still and silent for a split-second. Squalo breaks the tension by bombarding a question again.

"Did the things happened in Varia, the jokes, the pictures, Bel's nuts incident means something (proposefully skip the painful experience of being raped by Lussuria)?" The voice echoes in the chamber, also into Xanxus skull. This man... Xanxus should reveals it now, seeing there's no point of hiding the truth anymore.

"I just want to you laugh. That's all I want."

"!" Squalo freezes a little, astonishes by the outcome.

"I realise that I've never hear you laughed once." Xanxus cuddles Squalo into his now exposed chest. "You did so much for me, and now I just want to make you happy." Xanxus plants a simple kiss on the other male's forehead. "I must remain the badass I am because I'm the Boss, and I must uphold my pride as the Boss. I regret it too for I cannot make you my legal lover." Xanxus returns a stare into Squalo's pit of silver. "I hope you understand."

"Voiii you... That..." The silverette just can't find the correct word to speak. His tongue is tied by the raven's gentleness, care and love. "I know. That's why I never leave you even how much you abused me. You think I'll seriously be backing off just for that?" Squalo tastes Xanxus' scarred flesh. He bites, and suck it and Xanxus lets out a low moan.

"You... trash.." The older male tries hard to form the right words, though drowned in the younger's warmth.

"Hm? Voiii..." Squalo continues to touch him.

"You haven't laugh for me yet." Xanxus asks straight-forwardly, he's too busy to think of something at the moment.

"I..." Squalo turns away. "I don't really remember how to laugh anymore..."

Xanxus hugs him from behind, whispers into his ears. Squalo feels the warm air breathing into his pinna. "Tell me." The soft voice says. Soft, but strong and solid enough as a direct order.

"Nothing amuses me much and I just.. don't laugh anymore."

"Squalo."

"What?"

"You said you'll do anything for me. You'll fight for me, live for me and rot for me."

"Correct."

"You said you're mine."

"Yup."

"Then, on behalf of my identity of being your Boss and your master, I command you to laugh. For me." Squalo looks at Xanxus like never before.

"For you..."

"Yes." Xanxus' voice sounds like charm.

"I CAN'T LAUGH ALL OF SUDDEN, DAMNIT!" Oh man, Xanxus didn't think that he will never his cotton balls so much in his life, because Squalo is screaming in an enclosed chamber with his vexing voice and yet Xanxus has to bare with it for a little longer. He doesn't really mind lingering a little longer, but his ears and his pride urges him to hit the wine glass into the shark trash's skull with full force and leave that bitching shark immediately.

He must cool down. He's so close to his goal, success. Only a little more.

"Then try to recall one of the funny jokes or pictures in the hallways. Don't tell me you didn't the slightest idea on what I've put so much effort into?"

"Yeah, sure.. Hmm"

"Hmm...?" Xanxus tries to sound as realistic as possible. So I'm such a natural actor... Those cosplays buddies are right! I'm good at tricking people! I'm flawless and a genius! Xanxus never knows that it's this hard to suppress a laugh. He wonders how Squalo manages that. He mentally swear to find it out before the game ends.

"This one's good let's see..."

This is it!

"VRUAYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!?" The whole basement's shaking from the terrible attack of sound wave. Luckily, she survived the disaster and doesn't collapse.

"How's that? Satisfied?"

"Excellent!" Xanxus kicked Squalo aside and remove the newly brought mini-camcorder that he has left it at a good angle to capture the whole scene and skips while humming a victorious tune, leaving a puzzled, once-again-being-ripped-off-shark behind.

"YESSSHHHH I FUCKING DID I FUCKING DID! I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD! LALALALALALA I'M GOING TO POST THIS ON YOUTUBE WITH THE TITLE 'HOW TO TRICK A MAN INTO DOING SOMETHING' BUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA I'M SO GREAT! BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! GUAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA- !?" Xanxus, upon his succession of getting what he wants (once again), is just about to admire himself and screams out like the whole world is just under his nose until he saw the person he hates the most, appearing before his eyes, nope this is no illusion.

"Hieeee... Xan-" Sawada Tsunayoshi, scared to his bones, apparently. The weak boy winces back a few inches after witnessing a what-seems-like-a-madman-that-just-broke-out-of-a- mental-hospital.

Sensing the present of someone, Xanxus immediately shifts to a better posture and puts on his trademark death-glare, with a super badass, life-threatening voice that will easily freaks the crap out of any human beings, he grits he teeth and emits a low growl:

"What are you looking at, TRASH?"

"I.. er.. I'm just lost... I-er I'll be g-going then-n..." The tenth Boss of Vongola doesn't even looked back before he attempts his escape after sheepishly buying himself some time to disappear from the Death God with a familiar insane and wicked laughter echoes down the hallway. He doesn't really need to run away, Xanxus isn't planning anything on him actually (too busy admiring himself). But as we all know, the hopeless no-good Tsuna is cowardly as he already is, and now scampers off with his member between his legs (needless to say, he trips on his foot all the way back to a safer ground in a pathetic state).