This is my first story, I hope you like it.
Not a huge fan of yaoi, but I don't mind it and this was bugging me to write it.
Please tell me if I should raise its rate.
Disclaimer: I don't own KHR.
Xanxus smelled something. Something sweet; like vanilla ice cream. He also felt something on his face and in his hand. The thing on his face was silky while the thing in his hand was soft. Xanxus's eyes shot open only to be greeted by silver.
'WHAT THE FUCK!' ran through his mind.
He knew two silver haired people, one, the storm brat and then there was…
No… it couldn't be…
"Mmmnyes?" came the reply from a voice that was definitely not Squalo's, but a woman's.
Okay… so he figured out who it was, he thought, but what was under his hand?
He squeezed the 'object' in his hand and then continued on to trail his hand downward only to be met by a feminine curve which could only mean… 'he' is a 'she'.
Squalo, or who she/he claimed to be, moaned.
Xanxus's hand snapped back.
'Squalo' Turned towards him, telltale silver eyes flashing as she smiled and snaked her arms around his neck, and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Mourning, Honey," she muttered drowsily. With that she left leaving Xanxus dumbfounded and fading into dust from the shock he just received.