„Speaking"
„Thoughts"
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Chapter 2
He tried to open his eyes, but they just wouldn´t open much to his frustration. It was still warm to him especially with the soft body that was carrying him. But he found out he didn´t mind this kind of warmth. He almost snorted at the thought. Why was it that this stranger made him feel more save than anyone before?
He blamed it on his intuition and the comforting presence of the stranger. He felt the other adjust his grip careful with a sigh. He just noticed that the stranger couldn´t be much older than him if the small hands that were holding him up in a piggyback ride were much to go by.
He still felt dizzy and a bit sick, but with panic he released he had no idea what time it was! He would surely get punished for missing for so long! His breath came out more panicked now.
"Hey, that doesn´t sound so good. Can you hear me?" A deep but childish voice asked him and he couldn´t stop cussing himself for causing so much trouble. He wanted to reply damned it! But his throat protested and only a whimper and groan came out of his mouth.
The stranger tensed up and sighed loudly.
"Tch, don´t even know why I am doing this, stupid kid." The stranger muttered under his breath. He kind of sounded annoyed and it made him instantly feel bad.
He forced his eyes open with new determination and with enough will he managed to force out a few words.
"…S-Sorry…" He muttered exhausted as light hit his eyes and he almost closed them immediately. He saw the strange hair color again. He was correct it was a child that was helping him.
The child almost stumbled in shock at the words. He turned his head and big red eyes wide open in shock and disbelief. The child starred at him as if he had three heads.
"Y-You can talk with a fever that high?! What´s with your eye-Hey! Don´t go back to sleep!" The child stammered with a frown that turned into a panicked look as he noticed the blonde on his back slowly dozing off again.
The blonde groaned at the loud voice in pain. "…t-too loud…" He whimpered as he closed his eyes to shut out the light and calm his pounding head. The red eyed child seemed to realize his mistake and spoke more quietly.
"The best way to stop someone from falling asleep is focusing their mind on something, so a conversation will do it." The Redhead thought with a scowl. He turned back and noticed he had no other choice. The blond didn´t seem good to him.
"The name is G. What´s your name? Don´t fall asleep it´s rude when someone is talking to you, kid." G began to talk as he walked a bit faster. He had to get the kid home to get that fever down. Hopefully the Old hag wouldn´t be there.
The Blonde seemed to stiffen at the question and was silent for a few moments. G instantly felt worried. The kid wouldn´t die on his back would he? That would be gross. He didn´t want to carry a corpse.
"Tch, hey kid, didn´t you hear what I just sai-." G grumbled as he quickened his pace. Sweat was dripping down his chin from the running in the hot sun. Thank god it was almost evening.
"G-Giotto. My name is Giotto." The Blonde on his back answered. Voice raspy from the dry throat but still. It was good that the kid wasn´t completely mute.
G sighed in relief. Great, now he just had to keep the conversation going till he was at the shop/ house. But what to talk about? G didn´t really know. The kids he usually saw would run away in fright from his glare.
"…c-can I ask you a question?" Giotto panted out as he opened his eyes again. G just nodded and wondered what it would be. If that kid tried to ask shit like "Why did you help me?" or worse "Couldn't you just let me be?" he would drop the kid right here.
Maybe the reason, why he didn´t want the kid to ask such question was because he didn´t have an answer, but that didn´t matter right now. He would have to wait for the kid.
Giotto tried to focus on the hair color of G. His vision was still a bit blurry, but he had to know. It wouldn´t stop bothering him! He just had to hope the other wouldn´t be too angry at the question.
"Is your hair P-Pink or Red?..." Giotto muttered feeling more exhausted as time went on. He felt the other tense up and prepared for the worst. He shouldn´t have asked after all.
G just stopped walking right there. He turned his head to look at the other on his back. "Did he really just-?" G thought dumbfounded. That was the question the kid wanted to ask?! That was so absurd that he almost chuckled. Seriously, the kid was almost half dead and that was what was bothering him? His hair color?!
"What the fuck…" G muttered as he began walking again, shock wearing off. He felt the Blonde tense.
For Giotto it was strange, he wanted to apologize to the other for asking such a silly question, on the other hand his intuition told him the other wasn´t angry at all, not even a tiny bit. Still, he had manners and wanted to apologize.
"…I am sorr-."
"It´s Red." G retorted as he saw his house getting nearer, the shop´s sign read closed and he felt relief spread through him. Good, that meant the Old Hag was already out drinking or something.
Giotto´s eyes widen at the answer. Then he did something he hadn´t done in a long time. He laughed. Even if his head hurt and his throat was killing him, he couldn´t help it. It was so amusing to him.
G stiffened at the sound coming from the other. What was wrong with that kid?! Was he so delirious that he was hallucinating?
"Are you stupid? Why in hell´s name are you laughing?! Don´t tell I picked up some mentally crazy kid." G growled out in annoyance. He felt strange about the sound of the laughter. It made him relax and he didn't like letting his guard down around others.
Giotto´s chuckled slowly died down as he huffed for breath. He felt oddly content on resting on the child´s back.
"…s-sorry…I just found it funny, It honestly looks like pink and couldn´t help but think why some of the kids who we met on the way were backing of in fear from seeing you. I mean you have a pretty mean glare, but come on…who would be scared off a guy with pink hair?" Giotto teased with a smile. Sleep could wait. He wanted to the child a bit longer.
G felt his temper rise as he glared at the stupid grinning Blonde on his back. "It´s Red! RED! What the fuck´s up with you? Shouldn´t you be more like asking where I am taking you or some shit like that? How do you even know I am not dangerous?!" G hissed at him with anger, but Giotto didn´t let that faze him at all.
He knew that the other wouldn´t hurt him. He trusted his Intuition and it told him the Redhead wasn´t going to hurt him in a thousand years. Giotto was sure the other was a good person. He had no proof of the other being mean, so it made him all the more insisted on his option of the other. He never judged people before getting to know them.
Giotto only smiled at the other. "W-Why should I? You are nice and a good person, so I have no reason to be wary." He answered like it was obvious. G´s glare just got wiped of his face and was replaced by a shocked expression.
G couldn´t believe it. First, he picked up some kid with a big fever that seemed like it was dead, now the kid was telling him he was nice. G had been called many things.
Rude, impatient, violent, scary, delinquent and so on and he had to admit most of them were true, but never had he been called nice. There was no way that kid meant it. He was probably just muttering things because of the fever. Yeah, that had to be it.
Giotto got an uneasy feeling as he watched the Redhead turn back and open a door to a closed shop. The other didn´t believe him?
"I am serious…you know?" Giotto stated softly, but still stubborn on his answer and confident. The other was nice. You probably just had to get to know him.
G walked up the stairs and opened a room, not paying attention to the Blonde´s words at all. He gently sat the other down and put him in the bed. Just as he was standing up again to find some medicine he felt something grab his shirt.
He scowled in annoyance and turned around only to get himself caught in Big Blue eyes that were staring at him with determination. What G fascinated the most was that they were switching between a Sky Blue and a blazing but soft looking Orange.
The eyes looked like they saw right through him and G suppressed a shiver.
"…I am serious. You are a good person. Everybody who thinks otherwise is a-an Idiot." Giotto´s stubbornly held eye contact with G, he wanted to get the other to understand that he was serious. This was not the fever speaking. This was the first time he met a person who was near his age that helped him first and not the other way around. He was grateful.
He wanted to know more about the Redhead.
G only stared at the sweating pale form on his bed. It was ridiculous to take someone who was in that kind of state serious. Someone who was in that state shouldn´t be looking so confident and sure of himself.
G only smirked and nodded. "Fine, have it your way Giotto. Than is everybody in the whole town an idiot." G answered lightly. He was amused at what he was feeling. While he stared down at the form of his…Friend?...no that was to soon…ah, to hell with it! Thinking so hard about something like that made his head hurt!
He couldn´t help but think the state the other was in didn´t suit him at all. It made something twist in his stomach.
"Maybe that kid isn´t such a sissy as I first thought." G thought with a snort.
Giotto seemed to relax a bit at the answer. He narrowed his eyes at the answer. "…T-Then so be it…I will reprimand them of their idiotic t-thinking…" He assured stubborn. Was it him or did the room start spinning?
G actually chuckled at that. The other was pouting! Honestly it kind of looked cute. So, he could be quiet forceful on his point. Good to know.
"Whatever you say, Giotto." G replied with a grin. He was enjoying the conversation more than he thought.
Giotto wanted to retort, but his eyes dropped shut. G seemed to notice and ran out of the room in search of medicine.
"God damn it!" G swore in anger. He totally forgot about the state of the fever! He wildly searched through the cupboards shoving every out of his way. When he finally found the medicine he rushed back up.
He managed to bring a glass of water up with him and sat down besides Giotto with two pills in his hand. He carefully took Giotto´s head titling it back and plopping the pills in his mouth. He moved the glass of water to his lips and watched as Giotto swallowed the medicine.
He huffed and went to the bathroom to get a cold bowl of water and a towel. When he found them he dipped the towel into the water and laid it on Giotto´s forehead with an annoyed sigh.
"You are so much trouble!" G ranted with no heat in his words as he gazed at the unconscious Blonde. Giotto only slept with a small smile on his face as if he heard G´s words.