Pairing: Alaude x Giotto, AlaGio
Warning: ModernAU, University Setting, maybe ooc, boy x boy content

Hey there, another AlaGio fanfiction from me. I hope you have some fun while reading. I actually wrote this fanfiction in my mothertongue and it´s almost finished but translating is hard and therefore it might take some time for me to update. Please don´t be mad at me, but I want to share this either way, since I was told that there is not enough AlaGio out there.
Well, I won´t talk to much. Just enjoy the story now :)

Chapter 1

Giotto sighed lowly as he got his bag and left the lecture hall. At the moment he was actually tired enough to go home, but he couldn´t skip the lecture. And then there was the presentation he had to do for next week. Actually it was a group presentation but until now he was the only one working at it. All off his partners had some personal or familiar problems and therefor they couldn´t find a date for their meeting. With that he would have to go to the library after his lecture instead of going home.
He took a look at the small watch on his wrist. Some minutes past twelve and he was appointed to have lunch with his friend at half past twelve. If he didn´t want to be late he would have to hurry since he wanted to make a short detour to the registrar´s office.
With the determination to not let himself be distracted any longer, he walked over to the office. Once he entered he spotted a young man standing at the counter, talking one of the secretaries and showing her some papers. Giotto was sure that he didn´t know the man and it seemed as if he was new here. Therefore he reasoned that he was an exchange student.
„How can I help?" The elderly women on the other side asked and Giotto quickly turned his attention to her. For a moment he totally forgot his reason to be here, but then he handed her a sheet of paper.
"I need a signature." He said lowly and was just about to explain more, as the woman put an stamp on the paper and gave it back.
"Is that all?" She asked harsh. Obviously she wanted to get back to her desk as soon as possible and Giotto just nodded and took the paper.
"Thank you and have a nice day." He said carefully.
The woman just nodded and left.
Shaking his head, Giotto left the room and took another look at the document. Everything seemed alright. Carefully he put it into his bag. Then he looked at the door for a moment. If he was honest, he was really curious about the young man, but on the other side it wasn´t appropriate to wait here until he was finished as well. Just at the moment he wanted to turn away, the door was opened and he stared into the face of the unknown man. The other returned his view irritated.
"I´m sorry." Mumbled Giotto. It wasn´t hard to see, that he had been caught on the wrong foot.
"I wouldn´t know what to be sorry about." The man replied in an accentless Italian.
For a moment Giotto was dumbfounded.
"I don´t want to be nosy, but you are not from here, are you?"
"No. But I´ll stay for a term." The other replied and it was obvious that he wasn´t interested in a longer conversation. At least not as much as Giotto was.
"Really? Maybe I could help you with some things? If you want to, that is." The self-assurance of the other made him insecure.
"I have already done everything important." The exchange student replied, but then he hesitated. "Maybe you could show me the way to the library. If you want to."
Giotto nodded quickly.
„I´d be happy to." He said with a bright smile and walked over to the exit. „Where do you come from?"
„Well. Most of my life I lived in Paris. You were born here?" His counterpart seemed sceptic, but Giotto was more secure by now.
"Yes. I´m from Trappeto which is nearby. But I wonder, your italian is really good. Where did you learn it? At school?"
The other was silent for a moment, but then he replied. "I have learnt it by myself."
Giotto stopped surprised. „Really? Then you are studying language?"
Again the foreigner shook his head. „No. Not really. But I don´t think that´s important. Just go ahead, I wouldn´t want to consume more of your time than necessary."
The rest of their way they walked without talking. Once they reached their destination, Giotto stopped again.
"There we are. You should be able to get your identity card at the information desk and if you want to you can put your things into a locker over there." Giotto explained.
The other nodded. „That´s alright. Thank you."
Giotto hesitated. „My name is Giotto Loredano by the way. What´s your name?"
For a moment the italian was sure that his counterpart would just leave, but then he seemed to reconsider.
"They call me Alaude."
"Well then … do you know where you´ll stay during the term, Alaude?" Giotto asked in the last intension of starting a conversation.
Alaude slightly shook his head. "No, but I´ll find something."
"We have a spare room, if you want you could stay there." Actually he hoped the other would accept this invitation, because he would have an excuse to talk again.
Alaude seemed thoughtful.
„Could you give me your adress and phone number? Then I´ll think about it."
Giotto watched him with large eyes.
„Really? Well, if you want to I could give you more information via e-mail."
Alaude nodded and took a small notebook out of his bag to note the data. Then he gave Giotto a small card with his contact data.
"I will go now. But I´m sure we will hear from each other." Alaude replied and put the notebook back into his bag.
Giotto nodded with a smile. "Yes. I´m sure."
He watched Alaude disappearing into the library and once he was gone Giotto realized what he wanted to do previously.
"Oh no … I´m late."
G would be really mad at him for sure.

Giotto put his dishes into the dishwasher, then he closed it again. It was the third day in a row where he hadn´t eaten more than instant-noodles. But he was too tired and he got home way too late to mind. Exhausted he walked over to his room, closed the door and turned his laptop on. He should finish the presentation and he wanted to check his mails. He had written the e-mail to Alaude just yesterday and he didn´t really think that there would be an answer, but he wanted to look anyway. He was even more surprised once he spotted Alaudes name under the new mails. Quickly he opened the mail and scanned through it. A bright smile appeared on his face once he realized that the other would take the room. Since there were some things left, Giotto immediately wrote a reply.
Then he went back to his in-box. Some mails were pure spam and Giotto deleted them and some were information from the university. But Giotto wasn´t able to open them before a new mail showed up. It was from Alaude and even though the text was short, Giotto smiled.

Good. Everything else we´ll discuss later.

It was only a matter of time until he would be able to talk to the French again. Happily he logged out without ready the other mails and shut down the laptop. He had worked enough for today.