MewBean: New chapter! New chapter! Thank you, Bloody Angel's Death Rose, for being the first to comment and give that idea! I also remember that I didn't do a disclaimer last chapter so~
I do not own KHR. If I did there would be more of the Varia (and its craziness) in it.
Warning: Squalo has quite the sailors-tongue in this chapter.
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This was it. Today is the day the Varia would have three candidates for their cloud guardian come and stay for one week.
If they don't die first. Bel thought to himself.
The Varia members were getting ready to greet the three new toys, as Bel liked to call them. The blond prince was currently sitting on the thick concrete railing that ran from the mansion doors to the bottom of the stair case. As usual the prince had his knives folded in his hand like a deck of cards. At this moment he was deciding whether to turn the first arrival into a cactus or a pin cushion. Or perhaps a porcupine?
"Bel-chan~ won't you come in and help us? We need to decide who trains who, which day to train, and sleeping arraignments." Lussuria said, popping out of nowhere.
"Shishishi. That's peasants work."
"VOOIIIIIII!" The front door banged open and the silver haired rain guardian came storming out. "You stupid brat! Come help with this Shitty work!"
"Shishishi. As a prince I should be the first to welcome our guests."
"Oh please. If fake prince is the first to greet them they will be dead before they make it to the top of the stairs." Said Fran as, he too, walked out from behind the huge doors. "Hey, maybe we'll get lucky and give him a roommate that wets the bed." Four of Bel's creepy knives implanted themselves in a perfect line down the frog's right arm.
"Shishishi, Watch it, frog, or I'll slice of your legs and feed them to the toys!" Bel threatened as the vain on his head slowly left.
"Now, now please don't fight. We need to hurry and get ready, right Squ-Chan~?" Lassuria insisted.
"VOII! The fag's right! Hurry up and decide what day you want to train which candidate on and which you want to share a room with!"
Bel snapped his head to the shark. "Shishishi, and what makes you think I'm going to share my room? A genius prince as my self has no need for sharing."
A vain popped out on Squalo's head this time. "VOOIIII! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU HAVE A CHOICE?!"
The rain guardian was getting fed-up with all the complaining. Thanks to one of the boss' temper tantrums, the whole floor that had all the guest rooms is undergoing reconstruction. Now three of us will have to share a room with one of the candidates. That f*cking boss would kill all of us if we asked him to share a room. And of course Levi will fallow the boss in his decision and not share his room. (Then again I don't think any of the candidates would WANT to share with that pedo.) Fran doesn't really care since he ignores everyone anyway. And Lussuria volunteered to share. If Bel refuses to share his room then Squalo would get stuck with the last candidate, and he did not want to share a room with some loud mouthed brat when that damn boss was sleeping right next door. (A/N Hypocrite.) God only knows what the boss will do to him.
"YOUR SHARING! END OF STORY!" Squalo shouted.
Bel's legendary grin widened. The genius had an idea. "Let's play a game then. The game men have used to settle arguments like this for years. Loser shares their room and winner gets the losers dessert for the week."
Now it was Squalo's turn to grin. He would never back down to a brat. "Deal." Both Squalo and Bel got into position.
Rock… Paper… Scissors… SHOOT!
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It was eight o'clock, the candidates should be arriving any minuet. All the Varia members had completed their preparations. Now they all were sitting on at the top of the concrete steps. Xanxus, sitting in his favorite red velvet chair, was in the middle of the group. To his left were Levi and Fran. Right beside him, Bester, his box weapon sat with his head resting on his thy. To his right was an irritated Squalo, a grinning, shishi-ing Bel, and Lussuria trying to keep them from killing each other. You could obviously tell who won the battle and who would be sharing there room with the leftover candidate.
All of a sudden, the gates to the mansion opened. One of Italy's finest limo company's limos came rolling up to the bottom of the stairs before stopping. A guy around Fran's or Bel's age stepped out of the limos back seat. He had black hair that faded to blue at the tips. He had light gray eyes and pale skin. He had black snake bites under his bottom lip and a cuff around his left ear. He was wearing a black dress shirt and black slacks with black skate shoes. He had a silver chain with a dog tag on it and a silver chain bracelet on each wrist.
The limo driver practically moved like lightning. As if his life was in danger. (He sort of was.) He unloaded the stranger's luggage, jumped in the limo, and race out of the mansions grounds as fast as he could. The Varia, used to civilians' fear of them, paid no mind to the limo or driver. Only to the man walking up the stairs to them.
As he came to the top of the stairs he bowed before the Varia before standing and introducing himself. "Hello. My name is Malcom Antoneo De Vaina. I will be your new cloud guardian." He said with sharp eyes and a smirk.
"Tch, We are aware Trash! But you are only the first of three to arrive." Xanxus stated. He didn't like the cocky confidence Malcom had. "Until the other two pieces of trash arrive you can go wait in the conference room. That's where we will discuss the week's schedule."
Malcom, although didn't show on the outside, was a little surprised. He wasn't exactly used to taking orders, rather giving them. But he would not complain. He was determined to become the Varia's cloud guardian.
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Mew Bean: And so the first candidate has arrived! Any thoughts about him? You know what to do, comment, fav, fallow!