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Summary: On an accident, thirteen years old Giotto was send to the future. He didn't thought his future would be like this. One-shot.
A/N: Well, I am taking a break from Changes happen. So I made this one-shot, enjoy!
'How did this happen?' A thirteen years old Giotto thought in his mind. He was walking in the street enjoying the view before a strange thing flew at him and now he was in some strange purple dimension.
'Damn, just when I managed to escape from G."He thought in his mind. It has been a long time since he was able to walk alone without his best friend nagging, and now it was ruined. Whoever did this to him will be sorry.
Giotto snapped out of his thoughts when he felt that he was sitting on something soft. It appears that he was in some kind of office. The office was beautiful and strangely it suits his taste. Something on the table caught his interest, a photo frame.
The blond picked it up, ignoring the stack of papers in front of him. He examined the photo and gasped. By accident, he dropped the frame making it shatter.
Giotto heard footsteps from outside but he ignored it. In the photo there was him, G, Cozart and few other people he did not recognize. But the problem was he looked much older than he was now, so was Cozart and G. What's happening?
The door was slammed open. A figure rushed forward looking straight at him. Giotto immediately recognized the figure as G, his childhood friend but he looked older.
The older version of G widened his eyes, "Giotto-"
But Giotto cut him in the middle, "G? Why do you have a tattoo?" he asked. The older version of his childhood friend opened his mouth to say something but.
POOF.
He was back in the strange purple dimension. Not long after, he was back to where he was before with the exception of a strange blind folded man beside him.
"Are you okay?" the man asked.
Nodding, Giotto replied although a little more shakily, "I'm okay."
The man sighed in relief and said, "I'm glad, you're okay. I should be careful next time with my experiment."
"What experiment?" Giotto asked.
"Time traveling. Now if you're okay then excuse me." The man walked away leaving Giotto alone in the street.
Giotto stood there with a dumfounded expression. Time traveling? Did that mean that he went to the future? Cool. Wait, does that mean that their small vigilante group actually succeeds in the future? And he bet the people in the photo would help them succeed their goals, to protect peoples.
The blond couldn't help but grinned. He will start searching for those people information when he got home. Speaking of home, he'd better go back before G start to hunt him down.
In middle of his walking, a sudden thought struck him.
"Maybe I should suggest G having a tattoo. It looked good on his older version."
A/N: How was it? Sorry for the mistakes. REVIEW!
