I ve been meaning to type out this fic a long time ago (it s because I was lazing up -_-) but my love for CoLal made type it up ~! *3*
Anyways I hope you like this story! :D even though it s short..
"so, lal mirch. I ll be counting on you." said the voice behind the speaker.
"yeah, sure. Let's assume it as my repaying debt to you, might as well he could occupy my isolated house."
This morning Lal Mirch got a call from one of her close colleagues, which are very rare you know. So, who is what's so called trustworthy person that Lal Mirch holds so much respect and doesn t really mind getting bothered by, well, it s definitely somebody you wouldn't recognize since he s not a KHR character. He's called Alvise, a member of CEDEF and also Colonnello's father. ALvise although he works for the Italian mafia the vongola family he currently resides in japan, where his job is being held. His oldest son went to Italy for the sake of studying at a certain university that he selected for him. Knowing his only reliable connection that he has in Italy who could actually manage to deliver a safe environment for him is no other than Lal Mirch, an ally of COMSUBIN and also a friend to the most fearful mafia family. So, how was she exactly going to repay her debt? Easy! Even though the boy was was three years younger than her it was no difference from babysitting, or so what she thought. Colonnello would arrive the next day at her house. Lal didn t give much care to it, since she stays at COMSUBIN most of her time, of life.
It was 5:30 in the morning. At the room of the leader of COMSUBIN that situated somewhere in her somewhat mansion like house of hers, Lal changed from her usual clothes for her daily warm-ups in the morning and into her navy colored uniform. Then, quickly headed hurriedly downstairs only to stop mid-way on the staircase recalling.
"oh, damn. I forgot that kid was arriving today." Then she skipped long steeps arriving at the edge of the kitchen s counter, searching for some piece of paper to scribble on.
"ah! Found one! God, such a waste of time even knowing that I'm already late for work. I hope he actually notices it." At the moment she finished writing, she left the house instantly.
-Colonnello's POV-
It's already 1:30 AM and I had finally reached father's friend's house. I entered the house with the spare keys that I have got. I stopped for a moment after closing the door behind. Up until now, I haven't given much thought to how exactly that person was in basic different angles like, lifestyle or occupation or at least age, but most likely he had hit 40 at least, no doubt, he is a friend of dad's anyway. Oh, dear god I hope that geezer isn't the type who snores so damn loud while he sleeps!
Oh, well! I have to put up with it since I'm the one who's freeloading this place. Hmmmm, honestly this place is neat, and pretty clean. I imagined that there would be paper work scattered everywhere and beer lying on the floor and reeks with smell of tobacco! Damn, I hope he's not one of those clean paranoids. The kitchen is open to the living room it seems. I fumbled to the kitchen countertop, spotting a small note with somewhat legible writing and read it.
Feel free to use or do whatever you want But
please try refraining from destroying the house.
He seems like a nice person! The hand writing sure shows that person was in a real hurry. Might as well appreciate the effort for making one, it was legible at least, kora. God, I'm exhausted. I headed upstairs, estimating to find my room but after seconds upon reaching the floor. I started thinking about it where exactly is my room?
-Author's POV-
Colonnello found himself in a long aisle with doors on both sides. His jaw dropped. He can't possibly open every single door to search for the guest's room.
"damn. I also recall that there was no car in the garage; furthermore to get me even more depressed, dad mentioned that he gets back very late every day! I guess I'll be hugging the couch downstairs in the living room. Sheesh, he could have included some instructions in his note! Kora!"
And the blonde went down. With no second thought he threw himself on the nearest couch beside the front door, and instantly fell asleep.
At 3:45 Lal entered her house. Her usual when first entering is throwing her case on the couch but, she jolted back in surprise to see a zombie-like-blonde-guy sleeping on it.
"what the heck-" her response was. She reloaded her handgun and aimed it at him. Just when she was about to pull the trigger she noticed a suitcase lying beside him.
oh, yeah, that's him. she placed her gun back into its place and carried her case along with her upstairs.
Sorry I know its short! D X Anyways tell me what you think about by reviewing :D pleeeeease! X3 oh yeah, cuz there s another chapter for this !
