Disclaimer: I do not own KHR. Eternally never
Note:
- This is a R27 pairing and a protective (hipster) Giotto fiction.
- Reborn and the other (mostly Reborn) will be a little bit (more) OOC than the usual because again, this is an AU.
- No mafia, it's a peaceful world with a crazy kindness and oblivious-ness and the usual dose of insanity the KHR character always bring where ever they went. Even when they impose another world
- The horror of a sappy romance which I am bad at.
- I'm sorry for my grammar error
- Do enjoy!
[ Learning About You ]
"REBORN!" A loud voice shouted from up stair and the said person that had been called twitched a little while trying to focus at what he was reading. He was at a good part too.
Footsteps echoed throughout the house and a figure appeared at the living room, panting a little from his little run.
He blame his late father for buying a mansion, M-A-N-S-I-O-N that now only occupied by the remaining of his family members which are his two sons. The mansion was too big for only two occupants in it.
He want to sale the mansion and buy a decent house that is not too big or too lack of live in it because his little brother are not the type to speak much or make a ruckus.
Only he was the hyper one and the person that make the big house so full of sounds like there was many people living in it. Not the mention that his friends like to crash there.
The reason for not selling the house was the memory of his late parents that lingering in every inch of the house that made him stopped his thought.
Coming back to the said figure, he was a tall man in his early twenty, having a blond hair that defying the gravity that spiked at every direction though that compliments his face quite good.
He have light orange eyes that suited just fine with his blond hair and a little bit pale skin, an effect for not going out of the house too often.
His name was Sawada Ieyasu, or Giotto for short. How he got that Italian name was simple, his father was Italian while his mother was Japanese. While they both agree to give him a Japanese name, his nickname will be Italian and that name just stuck with him.
People knew him more as Giotto actually, try and asked for Ieyasu and the town people will give you a blank stare for not knowing who it was.
The town was not that large so the people reside there knew each other.
Giotto composed himself after having his breath back to normal and his gaze landed on the person; his little brother, who is sitting elegantly on an orange armchair with red upholstery and gold embroidery, still reading his book.
His reading black framed glassed on his face.
If anyone looked at the little brother and then looked at Giotto, they would make a conclusion that they both are not related by blood and are strangers to each other because his little brother, Sawada Renato or known as Reborn did not even share any similarities with Giotto.
Reborn, age seventeen are taller than Giotto; a fact Reborn liked to rub on his brother face.
He has a spiky-though not as wild as Giotto-black hair and sharp black orbs. Since he took his father side more than Giotto, he has two curls at each side of his face. His not too pale and not too tan skin also makes him appear different from the pale skin Giotto have.
His appearance is more different than Giotto's yet both of them are a lady killer if I may add.
When Reborn first born, his father have a doubt that he was his child at first but that was soon cleared when his wife squealed in happiness at her second born and noted to his husband that Reborn looked just like his grand-grandfather.
Her husband then relieved that his second born was really his son and then showered the baby with love.
The different between them did not disturb Giotto from loving his last family member like a doting brother he is and sometimes even mother-henning Reborn which will make the younger to growl and glared at him.
Giotto grinned widely, making the room felt warmer than before and again his brother twitched a little.
Sometimes Reborn wonder how in the hell he got stuck with a brother that was far too opposite from him, not that he mind it but the different in personality was far too wide.
While Reborn did not talk much and held mysterious air around him, Giotto was the ever easy going one and held a happy air around him, ah, and Giotto is the talkative one.
Only the blond can held a talk with Reborn without being loss for word or take offend at the lack of respond.
They stay at that position for quite a while before said little brother sighed and put down his book, after bookmarking it.
His black framed glasses still on his face, noting Giotto that his little brother want to resume his reading as fast as he could and Giotto need to blurt out what he was thinking or doing or whatever reason he was running towards Reborn in hurry.
"What are you doing first thing in the morning yelling my name on top of the lungs and running here like you are chased by Alaude and Daemon?" Reborn raised an eyebrow elegantly at that, demanding Giotto to explain his action.
Now that Giotto got Reborn attention, the younger finally noted his brother appearance.
Messy blond hair with his front bangs being tied back with a band that has a cute orange Tuna fish glued on it. His orange framed glasses looked a little bit worn and he also wore a white coat that is no longer so white because of whatever Giotto was doing to make it like that.
Reborn mentally sighed at that.
Did he mention that his beloved brother was a scientist?
No?
Well, now you know.
By looking at how happy Giotto seemed to be, scratch that, the idiot blond looked like he will explode with happiness, it seemed like Giotto had managed to invent something.
Again
No wonder Giotto and Verde get along quiet well.
Reborn let out a quiet sigh.
"What did you invent now? You looked like a man on high," Reborn stated.
The faster he dealing with his brother, the soon he can resume his reading. He was at a good part and he was curious at what will happen with the story he was taking a liking to read. A story about a dame boy got chosen to be the next heir of the strogest and bloodied mafia famiglia in the world and a tutor which are the number one hitman in the world(his favourite character so far) was sent to him to tutor him about being a boss. He was reading the end of Varia arc and Giotto succesfully disturbing him.
Giotto smile got bigger and happiness just slipped out of him. The blond turned around and his right hand grabbed something behind the wall that separated the hall and the living room entrance.
He pulled it gently towards him. A shorter figure than the blond timidly walked towards Giotto.
Reborn blinked.
The new figure, shorter than both of them for sure looked like sixteen years old. The figure was, obliviously a boy and have an appearance just like Giotto but with brown hair and honey coloured orbs. It was like a younger long lost twin of Giotto.
But Reborn also noticed a little error in the figure in front of him;
The figure looked emotionless. No emotion showed on his face.
Blank.
Giotto directed the figure to stand in front of him and patted the brown locks gently. He gave a gentle smile on the figure when the figure looked up at the blond.
His brother gaze then locked with Reborn's and Giotto bend down a little to hug the figure from the back. The blond rested his chin on the shorter figure right shoulder. He grinned happily.
"Meet my lovely humanoid, Sawada Tsunayoshi!"
Reborn really want to kill Verde right now for dragging his brother into the world of science.
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*Alright, thanks to Sir Butt to explains more about this android-humanoid terms for me. Really, science isn't my forte.
-SKY-