"Tra il dire e il fare c'è di mezzo il mare."

[sharktrash]

Who: Squalo and (what's left of) MANTICORE, possibly others later
What: catch-all. Half his band is gone and he's not taking it too well.
When: May 4th-ish
Where: MANTICORE penthouse, possibly others later
Warnings: language, violence, Squalo

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[variaboss]

BECAUSE IT WAS GOING TO FUCKING RUIN YOU, TRASH! [ The unstated undertone was that Xanxus wanted to be the only thing that fucked him up. He's being angry and possessive now that they are fighting. He doesn't even care that this is about him fucking someone now because he doesn't have that sort of courtesy.

He's tempted to just slap Squalo. Backhand him like the bitch he is. He swings without hesitation. It feels...normal. ]

My fucking her as nothing to do with you. Just like my banging Ryouta has jack shit to do with you. Stop acting like a jealous whore.

[ Yeah, he just went there. ]

[sharktrash]

THE HELL DO YOU KNOW?!

[ A respectable wish, really. One he's clearly determined to make a reality right here and now. The slap comes a surprise, though really, Squalo can't say he wasn't expecting something like it. ]

[ He sways, taking a step back from the sheer force of the impact, slowly raising his good hand to touch his cheek, as if disbelieving this just fucking happened. He doesn't feel his own fingertips, but he does feel heat rising, a bruise probably forming, and he just stares at Xanxus, actually quiet for a moment. ]

[ Yeah right. ]

You still don't fucking get it?!! She fucking raised me!! [ No she didn't, but that part of the brainwashing still feels very natural to him. ] And you, you absolute asshole, you fucked me and her at the same fucking time! [ He's gradually getting angrier now, his voice getting louder, reaching its peak when he's compared to a motherfucking whore and then he just loses his shit. ] I WON'T BE A LAUGHING STOCK!! I'M FUCKING DONE!!!

[ He throws whatever nearest breakable piece of decorum he can reach under Xanxus' feet, just a little bit placated by the sound of it crashing and shattering into little pieces, then abruptly turns and starts storming off. ]

[ Xanxus could, of course, manhandle him, but I leave it to your comfort. ]