Chapter 4: The Deal and First day

Warning :OOC-NESS, Yaoi~ Don't like don't read

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Between Us (Love): Chapter 4

Fran gasped for the much needed air that seem to have disappeared during the kiss. Xanxus looked down at him indifferent but inside he was puzzled.

What is the so-called 'thing' this trash does to escape. Why isn't he doing anything?

While this was going on, the latter was also having thoughts of his own.

I NEED to get out of here. This is too much. Even if it's early, before he-

Fran's train of thought was harshly interrupted when he felt gnarled hand go out his worn out shirt and roughly tweaked a nipple. Fran gasped and arched his back slightly. He then decided he couldn't do this any longer. Enough was Enough.

While Xanxus was doing his ministrations on the boy, a dark indigo-black mist appeared and consumed them. Puzzled, the older man took his hand out the shirt and searched through the mist. When he looked back down on the slave, he realized he was gone.

Gone with the mist.

He got up from the bed and looked left and right. He couldn't see him but being the all knowing Varia Boss, he couldn't feel his presence. It was very faint but still there. He eyed the door, pulled out his X-guns, aimed, and shot. Then, after the clash of flames , a light indigo mist appeared, dispersed, and there was Fran at the door.

Xanxus smirked. Fran looked unaffected but his eyes were widen if shock. How did he feel his presence?

"So that's your secret. You're an illusionist."

"How did you-"

I'm not the Varia boss for nothing scum."- he looked at the boy's hand and saw a light blue flame diminishing and when it finally died down, he saw a sei-sei-sei hell ring. "that's an impressive ring you got there."

Fran looked down at his hand and lo and behold, he saw his hell ring. It was a very precious thing to him. He prospered because of it. It was the only things he cared about.

"Do you know what that ring mean, trash?"

"The sei-sei-sei Unlucky ring owner will under six hundred and sixty-six misfortunes before it will be overturned and bring one time of fortune forth."- he lifted his hand to inspect his ring a bit more and glanced at Xanxus- "so are you going to sell me again and tell them this?"

"I could. I would. But I have a proposition for you. " Xanxus replied while motioning him to come forward as he sat down on his bed.

Fran hesitantly step from the door and went to sit on the sofa. "Which is?'

"I'm looking for a new Varia quality illusionist replacement ever since the trash I had before died. But we have yet to find one. Being able to nearly completely fool me, the boss, takes Varia quality, even for lower than life trash like you."

Fran ignored the last part. But he was seriously thinking about this. Accepting the offer meant he would have a nice bed to sleep on, clothes to wear, and kill people who are a threat to his new family. Seems legit.

"What's the catch? Because I really don't want to lose my innocence to stay here." Fran droned. It irritated Xanxus. So instead of beating him, he did a much less painful thing. He glared at him.

"No scum. I don't need to fuck you. You will be a officer. I don't fucking care what happens to you. As long as you're alive and able to do your job."

After of moment of silence, Fran decided to ask another question. "Will I be feed and have clothes?"

"You will have sets of Varia uniform along with other clothes. You will be fed, be able to bathe and have a room. You will partner with any one of us in case the kill requires an illusionist. Each month, you will get a pay check for the work you have done. Try not to get kill by the other trashes, nor kill one of them. I am not going to go through the process of finding another one again."

"Nice to show that the boss cares about his subordinates." Fran murmured sarcastically, still in monotone.

The next day, Fran woke up a bit groggy, still remembering what happened last night. After the attempted rape, Xanxus showed him his room, the Varia uniform he had to wear around the H.Q, and the courses of the job. They only this he hasn't been introduced nor seen was the other assassin on the squad. Xanxus told him about them. Well, their names or rather his name for them. He was pretty sure Shark trash, Sun trash, Prince trash, and trash wasn't their real name.

He got out of bed, went to the bathroom and saw that it was conjoined. I wonder which one of them I have to share with. He shrugged off the thought, took a shower and got into his Varia uniform. When he looked into the mirror, he saw a pale boy with teal eyes and hair in Varia uniform staring back at him. He had a few scars He had a few faint scars on his cheeks from his previous escapes before Xanxus he didn't bother to cover up with his illusions.

He sighed. This was his life now. He didn't have to worry about escaping anymore or worry about getting raped by the boss. He had a place to stay, a bed to sleep on, and food to eat. He didn't have to be on the run anymore. No more slave communities. No more slave auction. It's done and decided not to take the past with him. He found it ironic in a way. Ran-away slave turned into a assassin for a elite squad for one of this most powerful and most influential families in all the mafia. The Vongola. He wonder the first Vongola boss named the mafia group after clams. Xanxus told him that the current boss was named Sawada Tsunayoshi. Judging the way he heard his new boss talk about the head of the family, he can tell he hate the Jyuudaime.

He sighed again and thought about his past. The master he had to escape from, the work he had to do by himself to get a hell ring, the way he had to witness his mother and father dying. He looked at himself again in the mirror. This was the chance for a fresh start in his life. He needed to get rid of anything and everything that reminded him of it. Except for one. His mask. His emotionless facade that hid all of his emotions. He couldn't risk losing it and his monotone voice. He wasn't going to give it up. No matter what.

He left out the door and downstairs. After about 20 minutes of endless walking and utter confusion, he finally found the place he needed to go to-the dining room.

He opened the polished brownish-gold double door and what he saw was rather surprising to him.

A man with long silver hair was flailing his sword that seemed to be attached to his hand around fanatically and yelling at the top of his lungs to a guy his a weird mustache. Fran swore his ears were bleeding. Then came in a man with neon hair and a motherly tone trying to calm them down. He recognized them for yesterday. He knew they were abnormal people but what he didn't know was that they were a very unruly group. He noticed he didn't see the creepy blonde who stabbed the other day. He didn't know why but there was something that intrigued him about that guy. He couldn't place it but it was something. He decided to shrug off the thought and looked at Xanxus. He looked calm and focused on his steak and ignored them. Does things like this happen every day? the illusionist thought. If it does, he doesn't know how he will survive here. He noticed the noise has gone down and he felt eyes staring at him. He looked up to see all except Xanxus looking at him. Again. Just like yesterday.

Déjà vu. And all was silent. Fran, annoyed with the uncomfortable silence, decided to break it.

"Déjà vu. Like yesterday, you're all still looking at me like love struck school girls." Fran dead panned. I'm new but do they have to always look at me?

He closed the doors behind him. He was wondering how long this was going down until he heard his stomach give a ferocious growl. He looked away in embarrassment.

"Aw, Franny-chan, you hungry dear?" Lussuria said in a motherly voice.

Fran mentally twitched at the name and voice. "Ummm...yeah."

Lussuria smiled and walked up to him. He stayed quiet for a moment then he bear-hugged him.

"You're just the cutest little thing that I could just eat up!" Lussuria squealed.

Fran tried to push him away but his efforts were futile compared to this Gaylord. After a while, he let go. So he decided to ask a question. "Who are you?"

Lussuria just giggled. That disturbed him even more. "I am Lussuria! Varia's mother! And sun guardian! You can call me Luss-nee-chan."
Even though he looked indifferent on the outside, he was truly disturbed. "...You're a guy."

Lussuria pouted. Even more disturbing. "I am a teenage girl trapped inside the body of a man. Now what do you want to eat, Fran-chan?"

"...I don't care. Anything is fine, Luss-nee."

"Alright. You sit right there and I will go and make you something to eat." Lussuria replied, mumbling about how their new replacement while going to leave the room. Then he abruptly stopped, turned around, and scanned the room. "Ne, where is Bel-chan? He hasn't come for breakfast yet."

"The brat left early to go to town. I don't know why." Levi said, trying to push the blade out of his face.

Bel? Who is that? Is that the creepy blonde? the new Varia member thought. He didn't realize he dozed off until he heard his name from a guy across from him, too noisy for his taste.

"VOIIII! BRAT! DID YOU EVEN LIOSTEN TO ME?!" Squalo bellowed.

Fran put his hands to his ears to see if they were bleeding. That guy who was his so called 'commander' was too damn loud. "Fuck, long-haired commander, you're loudness is making my ears bleed"-he looked at his 'long haired commander'- "...you look like a long haired woman those braids in your hair."

Squalo twitched. He was about to curse the little brat out until he heard the last part. Braids? He looked down at his hair and sure enough of his silky, silver hair was in braids. I think we all know who did that. So he got up and screamed. "AHHHHHH! LUSSURIA!" He left the room. You can hear the Gaylord high pitch shrieking, plates and glasses breaking, and Squalo's colorful language. He looked at Xanxus and he realized he wearing ear plugs, while eating his steak peacefully, not giving a fuck at the environment surrounding. Then he looked at the other man with the weird mustache. For some reason, he had a hatred towards him. Said man was looking at the Varia boss in admiration and lovingly. With the umbrellas on his back, he assumed that was the thunder guardian. He got up and kicked him on the side. That got his attention.

"Oi! What the hell, Fran?!" Levi yelled.

"Old lightning pervert." Fran muttered and left the room to explore more of the Varia castle.

Fran reached his room and opened the door. His room was spacey and big. He had a queen size bed, flat screen TV, a huge walk-in closet, and his conjoined bathroom. He walked from the door and jumped on his comfy bed. He got under his neon green cover and decided to doze off. His day was crazy.

The "long-haired commander" kept yelling at him for no apparent reason, he had to run constantly around the castle to avoid a certain Gaylord, and tried to keep up with all the information that was being thrown at him. But he noticed that his mind started to go to a certain blonde. He never got his full name but all knows is that they call him "Bel" ( excluding Xanxus calling him 'Prince trash'). The guy had a speech problem calling himself a prince despite the few second they had "conversant", he felt something. A warm feeling in his chest. What was it about that guy that he didn't feel about anyone else? Something about that guy caused a feeling in him. Knowing he would get a headache from all this thinking he tried to shrug off the thought. So he fell asleep, with a certain prince in the back of his mind.

A/N: Did you like it? Next chapter- The first meet!The one you all have been waiting! Review and I'll write faster! :) and also~ want to know about Fran's past? Later for that XD~ Review keeps me going :) TBC