Beauty and The Beast: A Varia's Tale
Summary:
"Only true love can break the curse."
The Varia were so sure they'd never escape their fate now. Why? One. Their boss was incapable of falling in love with women. Two. Because he loved tequila more than anything. Three. And because of reason two, he'd NEVER find love. Or so they thought.
They didn't expect Miss Vongola Decimo, afteral.
[Fem!Tsuna x Xanxus]
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything of KHR which is the best mafia related anime and manga in this whole wide world. Only Amano Akira does.
A/N: Thank you so much for the favourites, follows and the review! (T^T)/
And do note that with the Varia comes curse words :'3
This is nerve wrecking but here you go! The second chapter! ^^
2. This is the VA-frigging-RIA!
Previously,
Tsuna ran towards what she presumed was the exit.
"Eeeks!" She exclaimed as she tripped and landed on top of something. Something warm. No. More like someone.
Someone who had come to the garden to enjoy a sunbath and a nice nap, away from the chaotic mansion only to have someone else fall on top of them. Someone who growled in annoyance and snapped open their eyes at the sudden disturbance. Someone who owned the rose garden and also the very same someone Sawada Tsunayoshi was dreading to meet.
Caramel brown eyes clashed with crimson red.
"Trash."
"HIIE! Xanxus-san!"
BANG!
"VOI! WHAT'S THAT STUPID BOSS UPTO NOW!?" The white haired swordsman, Superbi Squalo roared at the sound of his boss's gun going off. "Does he plan to destroy the garden too!?"
"Mou~! Squ-chan. Calm down!" The man with too much flamboyance said as he patted the other. "Papa is just venting off his anger~!"
"VOI! Don't touch me Lussuria!" Squalo exclaimed as he slapped the man's hands away. "AND WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING 'PAPA'!?"
"You're stressed again. Mou~! If you-"
"OF COURSE I'M STRESSED! WE'RE ALL GOING TO FUCKING DIE IF HE DOESN'T ATTEMPT TO DO ANYTHING!"
"Ushishishi." The blond prince walked into the dining hall with his hands behind his head. "Does anyone know where that stupid frog ran off to?"
"Ah~! Bel-chan!" Lussuria clasped his hands as he whirled around to face Belphegor. "You're playing with Fran? How sweet of you! Look at that Squ! Being the oldest son you must behave well like Bel-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" The white haired swordsman flung the nearest object he could reach out to at the Sun Guardian. "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU'RE REFERRING TO AS THE OLDEST SON!?"
Bel just 'tsk-ed' and walked out of the room. He had better things to do like stab the frog and play with him rather than to watch another one of the usual quarrels that erupted even more frequently after a few nights ago. That wretched night.
"Die?" Bel's feral grin grew wider. "The prince has never heard anything more absurd then that. Hmm…will I be bathed in my own blood then?"
A movement from the corner of his eye caught his attention. The door in the far end of the corridor had just shut somewhat hurriedly. He twirled his intricately designed silver knife with his fingers as he leisurely walked towards the door. "Found you, stupid frog. I just love hide and seek."
As the prince ran off to find his prey, the hooded female illusionist drifted into the dining hall with an irritated aura. She was in a bad mood these days. Even at the slightest provocation, she would lose her calm and destroy anything in her path. Of course, she was mad. Well, who won't be after being cursed a second time? And that too, a couple years right after her release from the first.
She simply walked through the two who were in a fight involving one flinging knives and spoons while swinging his sword and the other making futile attempts to dodge it.
"Oi." She snapped at the two when a spoon flew in her direction and hit her on the head.
The Rain and Sun Guardian felt chills run up their spines. They paused momentarily and turned their attention to the grumpy Mist Guardian.
"Voi. What is it?"
"Where is the lunch?" She emitted a nasty aura.
"Eh? Lunch?" The white haired swordsman tapped his finger on his chin as he wore a thoughtful expression. "Wasn't it served an hour ago?"
"What?"
The two guardians could literally see darkness seeping out from her.
The sudden tension between the three was cut off when their boss stomped into the room, a white bundle being hauled over his shoulder. The black haired man seemed pissed. Like those moments when he wasn't served the steak in the way he liked it.
"VOI BOSS! Why the hell are you throwing your tantrum in the-"
Squalo had been cut off abruptly when the crimson eyed man tossed the white bundle towards him. The white haired Rain Guardian immediately reached out and caught the bundle on pure reflex.
"Deal with that scum." The Varia boss said before stalking out of the room almost as unexpectedly as he had appeared.
"VOI! WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY…" The white haired swordsman froze midway as he got a proper look at the 'bundle' which had been entrusted to him. It was breathing and seemed to be unconscious. It looked just like someone he knew. Someone who was supposed to be the boss of the- "FUUUUCK!"
Sawada Tsunayoshi woke up a second time that day with another throbbing headache. This time she found herself lying on a bed. The pillow was so soft and the blankets that covered her were so warm. She closed her eyes again as she rubbed her face against the pillow. Everything seemed so peaceful.
Ah. I'll just go back to sleep. No one can disturb me now. She smiled to herself. Not even Reborn.
But her eyes snapped open and she sat up in a split second. This was wrong. Her intuition was screaming like crazy at her. She wasn't supposed to be sleeping let alone be comfortably tucked inside the blankets in a room which was clearly not hers.
"What happened?" The brunette brought a hand up and placed it against her face as she tried to remember.
Then a sudden flash of angry crimson red eyes made her gasp.
"VARIA!" Tsuna yelled in horror.
The door opened and a familiar looking swordsman stepped into the room with a smirk. "Looks like you're finally awa-"
"What are you doing here!?" The caramel brown eyed girl squeaked.
Squalo's eyebrow twitched. "VOI! I'M THE ONE SUPPOSED TO BE ASKING THAT QUESTION!"
"Hiie!" She quickly brought up the blankets to cover her face. "I apologise!"
She had a genuine reason to be freaked out. It didn't matter whether they were under the Vongola. The Varia were still ruthless assassins. And the main reason why she wanted to disappear was because she won't be able to defend herself if any one of them attacked. She didn't have her gloves and pills with her, even her ring and Nat-su. She felt as though she had walked into a lion's den totally defenceless.
"So?"
The brunette lowered the blankets with a blank expression. "Eh?"
"Why THE FUCK are you here?" The white haired swordsman snapped. He wanted answers and he wanted them now.
"Eeks! Reborn sent me!"
"That man?" He narrowed his eyes as the Vongola Decimo nodded hurriedly. "Is it something to do with the c- argh!"
Squalo gripped his neck which felt as though it was burning. Right. We can't tell anyone.
"Squalo-san!" The brunette jumped out of the bed and rushed to the swordsman's side only to be stopped by his hand.
"Don't. I'm fine." He straightened his back and cleared his throat. "So…why did he send you here?"
Tsuna sweat-dropped. "Ehehe…so that I could…"
"HUH!? Speak up kid!"
"So that I could get to know the Varia better!"
An awkward silence filled the air as the two stared at each other, at loss for words.
Did I just yell that out? Tsuna felt like face-palming herself.
"Mou~!" The Varia's Sun Guardian popped his head inside the room. "She's finally awake! Good afternoon Tsuna-chan!"
"A-Ah." The brunette greeted the flamboyant man with uncertainty as she was ushered back to the bed by him. "Lussuria."
"Squ! How could you let her leave her bed?!" Lussuria admonished the swordsman as he made the Decimo sit down on the edge of the comfortable bed. "She's not fully recovered from fainting!"
"VOI! I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING!"
"Now now, the patient needs to rest!" Lussuria pushed the Rain Guardian out of the room. "Go and ask one of the maids to bring up something for her to eat, Squ-chan!"
The white haired Italian let loose a string of colourful insults as he went down the hallway. Promptly yelling at anyone who stepped in his way and ordering them to bring something for the 'sick girl' in the guest room.
Tsunayoshi sweat-dropped as she scratched the side of her face. "Ahaha…it's alright, Lussuria-san."
"No! Of course not!" The flamboyant man waved it away as he approached the bed. "You can call me 'Mama'! No need for my name!"
The brunette comically blanched on hearing the Varia's Sun Guardian's words. M-Mama!?
"Now now, Tsuna-chan. Reborn sent you here?" He asked as he pulled the blankets over the girl.
"Yeah." She replied. "He said something about getting to know the Varia better."
"Mou~!" Lussuria clasped his hands together. "Isn't that wonderful? You'll be staying over with us!"
"I-I guess it is?" I seriously think NOT.
"Ah! Here's something for you to eat!" The flamboyant man exclaimed as a timid looking maid entered the room carrying a tray with a bowl of steaming soup and fresh bread.
The brunette blushed when her stomach made a growl. She was very hungry afteral. She hadn't eaten anything since the morning, courtesy of her hitman tutor.
"Well. Eat up!" The Sun Guardian instructed. "The boss would like to see you soon after! The bath will be prepared for you in the meantime."
Tsuna paled. "X-Xanxus-san?"
"Yes." He nodded and blew a flying kiss at the Vongola Decimo. "I'll come and get you later~!"
Reborn. If I die, I'm coming back from the grave to get you first.
"Vongola Decimo?" Viper, the hooded illusionist's ears perked up.
"Yes." The white haired swordsman nodded. "Apparently that hitman sent her."
"Hmm. Reborn?" Viper cocked her head to the side. "Could they have somehow caught wind of the curse even though we couldn't quite explain the whole situation?"
"That seems like the case." Squalo agreed. "Otherwise, they won't have just sent her by chance."
"Well…but the boss despises her…"
"That's the whole point of why I called you here." Squalo replied as he gestured to the meeting room where only the two of them were present.
"What do you expect me to do?" Viper sighed as she placed her cup of milk tea on the table. "Cast an illusion over her and make the boss presume that she's some other girl?"
"Yes well that was what-"
"It's not possible." The hooded woman cut off the man rudely.
"VOI! You haven't even tried!"
"The boss has witnessed far too many occasions when I've used my illusions." She shook her head. "He would easily see through it. And you'll have to pay me two years worth of salary from the S-class missions if you want me to do this."
Viper. Greed.
"Argh!" The woman clutched her head in pain as the fairy's words echoed in her head and the curse mark which had settled over her eyes burned.
"VOI! Are you alright!?" Squalo asked, suddenly alarmed. "Is it the curse!?"
She stood up. "I'm leaving. I need to go back to my room."
"Tch." The white haired swordsman watched the illusionist disappear from her spot and unconsciously rubbed his left shoulder where his curse mark was. "That damned fairy."
They had all figured out after that night that the so called fairy had placed marks on their bodies to signify that they were cursed. Not only that, the mark would burn whenever they carried out the actions according to which they had been cursed for. It was a great nuisance.
And moreover they couldn't go on missions. The Ninth had prohibited them from doing so to ensure their security so that none of their enemies would come to know and take advantage of their situation and more importantly, for the safety of his son. How the Vongola had gotten information of the curse was a mystery.
Speaking of which, Squalo activated the communication device in the meeting room. I need a word with that hitman.
Sawada Tsunayoshi stared at the clothes in front of her with a blank face. They were extravagant. No. That would be an understatement. They were too eye (burning) catchy.
After the warm bath, she was shoved into the dressing room. She had been practically blinded by all the bright colours of the items in the room. From shoes to bags to dresses to any other clothing. Everything was just so bright. And apparently, Lussuria had been the one who chose them especially for her.
How he managed to get his hands on all these items just when she was still in the bath was a total mystery. And to top it off, they were all designer wear.
The brunette poked her head out of the dressing room. "Umm…can I get my own clothes? The one I wore earlier?"
The maid who was waiting for her outside gave her an apologetic smile. "Master Lussuria discarded them saying they were too bland."
Tsuna deadpanned. "Discarded?"
The maid nodded.
Tsuna sighed and shut the door. She turned to look at the vast room of clothes with a frown. "Well, at least there has to be something normal somewhere here, I guess?"
Xanxus sat on his chair, a bottle of red wine in his hands. It was French and dated 1827. An exquisite and rare bottle, the chef had said. To him it wasn't anything great. It tasted so dry. There was nothing to savour in the drink. Nothing at all. And this made him angry.
He threw the bottle to the ground where it shattered into a million pieces, the red liquid leaking out in all directions from the broken shards of glass that once held it. The maids visibly cringed and the chef shook violently in his shoes.
"You dare serve me such a tasteless drink?"
The crimson eyed man ignored the pain that emitted through his curse mark. He didn't care about such bullshit anyway. He wouldn't die. He was a fighter and a survivor.
"VOI! BOSS!" His second in command barged into the room. "I've got some news from the-"
CRASH!
Xanxus threw the cup that was in his hands at the white haired swordsman. He found the man too loud and a pest at times too.
"VOI! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!?"
"Shut up, scum."
"Mou~!" The Sun Guardian entered the room. "No fighting! We have a guest here with us~!"
The Varia's boss narrowed his eyes at the teenager who stepped out from behind his Sun Guardian. She looked up at him. Once more that day again, their eyes met.
The crimson eyed man's heart boiled with irritation and anger on seeing her. She looked so weak. So breakable. It annoyed him that this girl was the very same one who'd defeated him during the ring conflict a couple of years ago.
The curse mark throbbed with pain and this added to his rage. His old scars reappeared and he brought up his gun. Weak trash like her must disappear.
"HIIIIE!"
"FUCK!"
"TSUNA-CHAN!"
Xanxus. Wrath.
BANG!
And for a second time that day, he fired his gun at her.
A/N: And I ended this chapter with a BANG! Again xD
The two haven't had much interaction, but these two chapters were sort of like introductory chapters? Sort of like a little explanation on the curse. They'll (hopefully) get more scenes together from the next chapter :')
And I really hope the Varia portrayal was up to the point :'D I'm really nervous about that (._.)/
Nekohana- Thank you for your suggestion but I think I'll just stick with Tsuna's real name :') I do hope you liked this chapter xD
And yeah. Please do leave your opinions! It's really important and needed for me to proceed smoothly with this fic! xD I love you guys! Review ^^