Xanxus knew he would never be able to stay with his mother very long. It wasn't a surprise to him when his mother dropped him off at the orphanage and never came back. She could barely take care of herself, and even though he was 7, he knew that his mother was slowly going crazy from living on the streets for so long.

However, just because he knew this, didn't mean it didn't leave him feeling empty. He knew it was for the best, but he was going to miss her. He was only 7 years old. He never liked to talk to anyone really. He prefered to keep to himself. He had quite a temper if someone pissed him off, and with his mom leaving, that bad temper grew worse and he became more bitter.

Luce was a very kind woman, but he didn't really know how to react to her, so instead, he did the only thing he knew would work. He stayed quiet.

Many children tried to befriend him, but he always ignored all of their offers for friendship. It wasn't that he didn't like them, it was just that he wasn't used to other children around him. He grew up on the streets with his mother after all. But sometimes, some kid would be too persistent, and eventually, he would end up hurting them in some way, whether it was a punch, kick, or even a bite. Luce had to stop a lot of his fights, but she never really got mad at him. It was like she understood him, which slightly pissed him off since she knew nothing about him.

He went to school like everyone else and he didn't talk to anyone there either. Eventually, he became even more bitter, with more violent tendencies. Anyone that would so much as look at him the wrong way would end up hurt. Luce never questioned him, and he silently thanked her for that. Although her cheerfulness annoyed him, he somehow felt comfortable near her, not that he would admit it.

So imagine his surprise when he was 15 years old, that a little, weak, brunette girl arrived at the orphanage. The girl seemed nice enough, and he guessed that her parents died or something, but something in her eyes told her it was more than that. At first, he would always see the girl sitting by the door, as if waiting for someone to go pick her up from school, and it annoyed him to no end. The girl couldn't understand that no one was going to pick her up.

But eventually, the girl seemed to understand and didn't go to the door anymore, but Xanxus didn't see her for weeks. He would constantly see Luce knocking on a door with a tray of food in her hand, and when the door wouldn't open, she would leave the food on the floor in front of the door. But the food was never taken. It pissed Xanxus off that the girl would waste so much food. At some point, the Luce managed to open the door and force the girl to eat, although it came right back up. It took a few months for her health to get back to normal, but Luce was always there. He would occasionally glance into the room, grimacing when he saw the small girl lying pale on her bed.

But then he saw the girl sneak out at night. He didn't see where she was going, but he saw how her eyes seemed almost lifeless. He had thought that she had gotten over her sleepless nights, or maybe she was sleepwalking, but he didn't bother to stop her.

He regretted it later on, when the girl went missing for weeks, and was later brought back by a tall man in a suit and fedora. She was covered in wounds and bruises. She was deathly pale and looked like she had been starved. It wasn't a pretty sight, and a part of him blamed himself for not stopping her when she walked out.

Once she had gotten better, she went to school, and almost immediately, was bullied for being weak and dumb. That was the first time he actually talked to her, or, she talked to him. Xanxus constantly insulted her for how weak and pathetic she was to him, and that day, she seemed to snap and yelled at him. It surprised him to say the least, but he liked it. She had been the only one, in all of his time in the orphanage, that talked back to him.

They had eventually become close, and Xanxus would go as far as to say that they were like siblings. She seemed to see them that way too.

So imagine his anger when he of all people was adopted by a rich old man. It pissed him off, but he never stopped visiting her whenever he had the time. Like now, how he slammed the doors to the orphanage open.

"I'm back trash."

"Welcome back, Xanxus-nii!"

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Sorry for the lateness! I'm really sorry! I've been busy lately since I had family over and now school has been hell and I have work everyday. I really have no free time anymore.

Thank you to: cancer781, Yoshikuni Itoe, sakurablossoms, Guest, The Mouse Maestro, and hinamori chrome. I'm really happy you guys took the time to review. And please, don't forget to request for a oneshot!

To Yoshikuni Itoe, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I tried my best, so I hope you liked it. ^_^

To sakurablossoms, I'll work on your request as soon as I can! ^_^

Also, I'll try to update Forgive and Forget tomorrow. But in the for now, I'll just post this and fanfic that I wrote a long time ago. I cried when I wrote it, so I hope you'll all take the time to read it too! ^_^