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Author's Note:Oya! Nothing much to say except I got the idea while watching Taiwanese Drama- The Poor Prince, starring Vic Zhou of F4. I just found out that it is based on a manga. Hahahaha! :D

I love writing AU/OOC fics. So bear with it!

Warning: Giotto and Tsuna are not related on any degree whatsoever!

Beware of OOCness!

Hey! Anybody who is willing to beta my fics?

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The Poor Prince

What will happen if one bored Princeand an innocent boy switch places?

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Chapter 6

It had been a week since the assassination attempt. The entire castle was on edge . The fake princess was being held in the dungeon but had offered no help. She had refused to answer any questions even after being tortured. Tsuna had resumed his valet duties but Giotto was still cautious.

Everything seemed to be happening all at once.

He entered his mother's room. She sat sitting in a chair with a needle in her hand, a strand of thread leading to the thing she was needle pointing. She looked up when she saw him.

"Giotto, I'm glad you came." She said a smile on her round pleasant face. Giotto sat down on her bed. "Are you doing alright?" She asked looking back to her needlepoint.

"That was quite frightening...what happened at the ball I mean. Why...we have more guards than ever so there is nothing to be worried about." He didn't answer.

"I know you, you know why I wanted you to see me. You're father was too busy to tell you himself but...we think it's safest for you if you leave the palace for a while. That's why we are sending you to Shimon..."

"To work out negotiations right?" Giotto said. He had known this was queen nodded.
"They claim they have nothing to do with it but you can never be too careful you know." Giotto stood up.
"When do I leave." His mother smiled.
"In one week."

"Really we are going to Shimon!" Tsuna said clapping his hands together. Giotto nodded solemnly.

"I've never been to another country before! I wonder what they eat?" Tsuna said excitedly. Knowing from experience of Tsuna's eating habits he was not surprised that was the first thing he asked.

"Are you sure you're well enough to go?" Giotto began to say but Tsuna wasn't listening to him anymore. He had been distracted by the maid Kyoko who had been carrying a large tray of cups. He was asking if she wanted any help. Giotto sighed. Typical Tsuna. He left the room.

There was too much on his mind to bother with him anyway.

"The assassination attempt, the trip to Shimon." He walked outside breathing deeply. It was almost November and the rose garden was now barren. There was a root sticking out from the ground. Someone could probably trip on that if they were not careful. His thoughts flashed to Tsuna, the greatest klutz he had ever met. Giotto rubbed his hands together. It was cold out but it felt so good to be outside. He shut his eyes glad to be free from all the noises of the castle.

"Sir! You forgot your coat!" Giotto blinked. Running at him at full speed was Tsuna carrying Giotto's heavy coat. That goddamn idiot.

"Tsuna slow down you're going to trip-" The words had barely left his mouth when Tsuna's booted foot hit the stray root. Suddenly he was toppling over. Giotto ran to catch him but Tsuna ended up hitting him head on causing the two to topple to the ground. Tsuna blinked realizing he had fallen on him and began to apologize. Giotto couldn't hear him though. There must be something wrong with him. His heart was beating harder than it ever had before.

His entire body felt hot. Even though moments before he had been freezing he now felt as if he were burning. Frantically he pushed Tsuna off him stumbling to his feet. He could still hear Tsuna apologizing. His legs were shaking now and he felt as if he would buckle over at any moment.

"Are you okay?" Tsuna asked. Giotto's cheeks were burning now.
"I'm fine...I think I'm getting sick." With those words he dashed back inside leaving Tsuna blinking wondering what just happened. From the safety of his own room Giotto curled up under his blankets shaking. What had happened back there? What was going on?

The next day Giotto tried his best to avoid Tsuna but soon enough they ran into each other. Tsuna seemed oblivious to everything that had happened. After realizing this, things seemed to resume back to normal. Or at least as normal as things could be with the frantic preparations for the trip to Shimon. Shamal would be joining them. He had noted that his supplies had been running low and he need more plants native to Shimon. Giotto had gladly agreed to take him with them. Along with Shamal were several guards and an ambassador who Giotto had only met a few times. Before he knew it, it was time to leave.

The three stood on the ship deck watching the shore of Vongola slowly fade away. Giotto shut his eyes. He loved sailing, ever since his uncle had taken him when he was four. The smell of the air and the piercing seagull cries...the mutters behind him seemed to think otherwise. Opening his eyes again he slowly looked behind him. Shamal and Tsuna both looked a sickly shade of green. Tsuna winced.

"Is...this...what its like everytime you travel?" Giotto stuck his tongue out at him.

"Aww come on. The sea is calm right now you should wait till a storm comes." He had only been teasing him but Shamal and Tsuna both seemed frightened.

"Shamal haven't you been on a ship before...I mean how else did you get to Vongola? You didn't fly." Shamal gave a half grin.

"I have indeed...but every time...seems to be the same." Giotto retreated back to his cabin to avoid any mess the two of them might make. Lying on his cabin bed he shut his eyes. He would be seeing the real Elena soon. He had not seen her since he was what...five?

He moved over to his trunk which he opened. Pulling out a dusty book he had promised her he'd bring. He flipped it open to the page he remembered. Lying there on page nine wrinkled and yellow with age was a piece of paper. On it was a picture clearly drawn by young children of Elena and Giotto which read Come back spelled Dom Fork. Giotto smiled. He had never had anyone his age around to play with when he was younger so when Elena had come with her father they had become best friends. The cabin door opened a crack. Instinctively he slammed the book shut sending a whirlwind of dust in the air coughing he placed it back.

"Sir...I'm sorry if I disturbed you." It was only Tsuna. Giotto sighed even though there was nothing to be relieved about.

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A/N: I repeat this is a yaoi fic! Main pairing= G27 with Daemon/Elena!~