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"Blahblah"- Japanese

"Blahblah"- Italian

'Blahblah'- thoughts

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Chapter 7: The Ball

The ball has come, every invited guests look so pretentious, mostly the ladies

because they want to impress Giotto and his circle of friends which would be impossible (A/N: For me and I wish you all would too.)

As for there are already a lot of people Giotto and his friends started to greet

their allied famiglia.

Giotto spotted a familiar red head whom has been his dear friend.

As Giotto approach Cozarto, almost everyone look at him as he pass them

Giotto tap Cozarto on the shoulders to let him know that his there, for Cozarto was talking with Chivarone,

Cozarto look pass his shoulders when he felt someone tap his shoulder to only see Giotto

"What can I do for you Giotto?"

"I just wanna talk to my dear old pal."

"Why?"

"Do I need a reason to talk to you my friend?" Giotto said hurt flash through his face, which had made Cozarto panicked

"No no no, you don't need a reason to talk to me Giotto." Cazarto said while panicking

"Really?" Giotto asked quiet happy now

"Yes." Cozarto answered with relief when Giotto's face turn to hurt to happy.

"You know I met this girl who did not fangirl over me when I bump on her and we even introduce ourselves to one another." Giotto said clearly excited written on his tone of voice.

"Really, are you sure?" Cozarto asked quiet shock

"Yes really. I even invited her for this ball, but she sent me a letter indicating that she's going to bring someone else." Giotto said while remembering the letter that Tsuna has sent him

"Who?" Cozarto asked with a curious voice

"That's what I want to find out." Giotto said seriously, thinking who's her companion that she's going to bring with her.

"When are they going to be here?" Cozarto asked Giotto, genuinely curious about the girl.

"I don't really know when are they going to be here, but hopefully they come on time for the ball." Giotto said to Corzarto while thinking when are they going to be in the ball.

All the guests was chatting away when suddenly the door open a bit too roughly for their taste. The room was quiet for the sudden disturbance, a few seconds the guests started to murmur to one another to state their distaste about the sudden rude interruption.

Almost all of the guests and hosts, turn to look at the said door

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They saw a man pushing in a cart full of foods

"Edwardo?" a voice said, they all turn to look who spoke which was Giotto, the host of the ball

"I'm sorry for the rude entrance." The man, now identified as Edwardo apologize for his rude entrance with sincere clearly lace in his voice.

After Edwardo apologize, everyone started another round of chattering. Everyone is having a good night when a minute past the door was open again, but this time gentler than earlier.

As they again look they saw the most beautiful and unforgettable sight which is the group of...

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A/N:

I'm sorry for not updating soon, but I do hope that you all like it even though I think it's not enough.