Trip 9: YOLO (part 1)!

A/N Thanks everybody! You guys can't imagine just how glad I was when I read all your reviews! It actually cured my mental breakdown from Reborn manga ending! I can die happy now! I really can! You guys have absolutely NO idea how much I was when I saw that this fic has reached 60+ reviews! I never, ever thought I could make this far! But now, it actually became a reality! All because you kind, awesome, splendid, magnificent, great, awesome, wonderful, marvelous, awesome readers have supported me with all your reviews filled with LOVE~ (Reborn pointing a gun at my head: shut up, you're too cheesy.) Kof, kof! A-anyway, I really, really am so glad to people love this story. I'll do my best for the next chapters too!

Answers to my kind, awesome, splendid, magnificent, great, awesome, wonderful, mar- *"Bang!" - that was a gun shout by Reborn-sama…* Ahem! S-so… let's resume, -answers to my awesome reviewers:

Reborn-Story-Reader: BOSS~! I love uuuu~~~ How can you be so kind as to put me that way in your profile~! KYAAA~~~ I'll faint from over dose of happiness! Kyaaa! Thank you so much for your support! And just like that, sorry if I didn't find more stories for the com. I'll do my best, Boss!

nyanana: Yaahhhh! I am so sorry! I didn't realise that! Thank you so much for telling me! But I won't correct it though, *"PANG!" "I am sorry Reborn-sama… Please don't hit me with a frying pan…"* 'cause you know… I am quite a lazy ass… so… yeah…Ahem! But thank you x infinite time. You should've seen my face when I saw your review; I personally think that it should be quite funny. A-anyway, please do bear with my future mistakes/incoherencies, and thank you once again for pointing it out! Yay! (btw, let's keep it a secret so that no one knows what the heck we are talking 'bout here, k?)

akagami hime chan: Aww~ don't cry! There, there, it's alright now. Elleira-san is in KHR for yo- *PANG!* …Reborn-sama… why did you hit meh~ I didn't do anything~ "Shut up, you're making it worse." Okay…sowwy… hehe… thanks for reviewing!

XSkyeStarlX: Don't believe in rumour. They said that the continuation of KHR anime would come out in 2011, and guess what? WE ARE F****** IN 2012, and almost going in 2013! You kidding me?! And I was waiting so patiently like an idiot for the anime! Curse it! Huf, huf, huf… must calm down… anyway, the manga ended and that's a fact… I was near depression when I hear the new. But thanks to everyone, my broken soul found scotch tape and… yeah… anyway, WE'LL ALL MAKE KHR FIC GO BOOM IN ! ALL HAIL KHR TO THE EXTREME!

Loving-you-is-a-crime: He sure is lucky! And not only that, Elleira will also become someone real powerful… well, you'll see later on, MWUAHAHAHAH- *PANG!* I am sorry Reborn-sama for acting so childishly once again… Kof! Anyway, I am glad that you like it, my lovely little miss. *flash a "seductive" smile* *PANG!* I am sorry Reborn-sama…Thank you so much for reviewing meh~! Hehe…

RoaringZekClaws: Aw~~~ don't praise me so much~~~ I melt for real if you continue to praise me like that~ Kyaaa~~~ [currently dancing like an octopus and acting like Italy] And can I ask you who's SoaringReshiWings? Or are you two people using one single account? Or is that your phantom like in the Tohou game? Or… wait, what am I talking about? …Anyway, I was just asking out of curiosity, no need to be too concerned over it. Once again, thank you so much~ I love uuu~ MUA! Give you (or you guys) a big wet kiss on the cheek!

Nazo-san: Naw, Elleira won't murder anyone. And yes, it will get very, very serious. Actually, writing humour isn't really my forte. I am better at psychological things and stuff that are a bit dark. But I really, really do love reading humour though. Oh well, I guess that I am managing quite well with this story on humour… right…? I hope so. 'Cause it'll get a bit dark later on. And I am glad that it made you laugh so hard that tears came out… it is tears… right…?

FireRaven99: I know! Thanks for your review too~! You have absolutely NO idea how happy I was to read it!

Kimminji: Haha, I am glad that you like it too! Well, they say that a jealous boy is cute, so… I guess Giotto act a bit childishly. Anyway, THANK YOU FOR YOUR REVIEW!

TenraiTsukiyomi: Yahh! I am glad that you like it! I'll try to update real soon!

Aoi436: Haha… *scratching my head* aw~ being called as sensei sure is… hehehe… hihihi… hahaha… MUWAHAHAHA~! That's right! I AM Secretbook-sen- *PANG!* …I am sorry Reborn-sama for my arrogance… please forgive meh…

Rosebud1296: See your review, yosh! Haha, thank you so much for making it my day! I will force myself in updating more often! Yay!

Anonymus: well, I am glad that this fic managed to make you laugh. Thank you for your support! Hehe…

UnknownAlicex3 : aww~ thank you! Hope this chapter will please you!

RandomCitizen: well I am glad you like power, 'cause Elleira is going to become super powerful later on. And just like that, what's the name of the manga you mentioned in your review? And… can I ask you what the mission you mentioned is? Like… I don't remember making Elleira have any mission in this chapter… and the third party thing, I also don't understand quite… mmm… does that mean I already have Alzheimer? Gah! Please tell me!

redhead witch: ye~! It's a relief to know that you like it! 'Cause I am telling you, I love humour, but isn't really good at writing them. So I am really glad that it made you laugh.

By the way, even though I said that the main plot is beginning, doesn't mean that it'll begin right now. I think it'll take about 1 or 2 more chapters just to pave the road and to make Giotto and Elleira's relationship seems stronger.

And just like that, I'll continue a bit with the gay misunderstanding here, just to add some fun stuff that popped in my head the moment I updated… yeah… ahem! Sorry…

A-and one last stuff! Thank you everyone who read my long and boring author note! Actually, I didn't even think that someone would read my useless babbles about… almost nothing… I am so touched! I love u all~!

Warning, cheesiness to the extreme. Don't blame me. Yep! So on this note, let's begin!


That… was so shameful! H-how can I have such a big misunderstanding?! I want to dig a hole and never come out ag- wait a minute there… *my scattered pieces of soul glue themselves back in an instant*

Why… should I believe them with just that? I mean, all Giotto said was that he isn't gay and that what I saw was actually him teaching a new fighting move to G. Why should I believe him with just that? Not to say that there are thing that just doesn't fit with his explanation.

Two insanely powerful guys fighting in a small unsound office? Why don't they just teach that move in a training room or outside or something? Don't tell me that the Vongola family doesn't have at least one special training room! No way! I won't believe that!

And so, that's why right now, I am scrutinizing the two men before me in an "I am so not believing you, you think Imma an idiot or something?" look while crossing my arms before my chest.

Giotto frowns slightly his good-looking eyebrows at me, "Elleira? Why are you looking at me like that?"

I see, he doesn't think that I'll really keep my mouth shut… which is a bit true… O-only a bit though! I swear! I-I-I j-just wanted to s-share this new with Lampo… and Maria… and Bill as well as Anna… and my boys… and maybe Asari-san along with Knuckle too… Mrs. Greenhill also… okay, never mind. That's a lot of people on the list already.

B-but it's not my fault that I really like to gossip too! Not to say that now I am a maid, my gossip senses should be even more on than ever!

"Don't you see that she does not believe you?" G finally manages to stop his mad laughs, but still has a wide grin on his face as he pats Giotto's shoulder, "you'll have big problems now."

…Hum… I see… they don't mind flirting in front of me so openly now that I know their secret. Hum… I see… I understand…

I travel my gaze between Giotto and G, and G's hand on Giotto's shoulder a few times until my gay husband fakes a cough to stop my quite impolite stare.

Now that I think about it… they each have tons of fans, right? Then… oh dear~ that's so sad! I mean, all those girls' hearts would be broken into pieces if ever they know the truth! That's such a waste! Two top handsome guys are actually a couple!

Sigh… the poor girls… w-well, n-not like I care or anything! E-even if Giotto is my husband, d-doesn't mean t-that I'll get s-sad or something! N-no way!

But wait a minute here! …Guardians… If I am not mistaken, Giotto should at least have... 20 years old (he doesn't look so, but still, he should be about this age). Then why the heck does he need "Guardians"? He can take care of himself, right? Not to add that all of them are extremely handsome guys even though I don't want to admit it in Daemon's case. And consider Giotto's sexual orientation… *GASP!* D-don't tell me it's… an… EXTREME YAOI CASE!

Oh my dear… I don't know who to call to anymore seeing just how extreme the situation is… All the Guardians + Gilbert + the girl that will give birth to Giotto's descend- wait a second! All the… Guardians…? Meaning… Lampo included…?

"YOU PEDOPHILE!" I whack Giotto on the head with my fist tightly clenched before running away to find Lampo.

"Elleira! Wait!" I look behind, and see… to my horror the pedophile is following meh~!

"Gah! Don't come closer!" Have you guys ever seen a girl fight? If so, then just picture me doing the typical girl fight moves right now to the danger perverted beast called Giotto. If not… then let me describe to you just about how a girl that doesn't know any martial moves fights.

You can take note of that for future reference in case some of you are actually having some sort of girl conflict that involves violence- advice by Professor Elleira.

First lesson, scratch your opponent's face. Remember well this one! Girls are afraid of having injuries on their face, especially the beauties! They would usually back down! …I think so… But you just need to remember that it is effective!

Note: this trick can also be used again pretty boys.

Example: just look at what I am doing.

"E-Elleira! Stop it! Elleira!" I can see his deep frown from between my moving non-stop arms that are tensed and stretched out to the man's face scratching him with my nails. Ohehehe! Try to avoid my ultimate disfiguring attack!

…He avoided by catching both my hands and is currently raising them up over my head, making me follow the direction with difficulty. Curse it! Why is he so tall and me so small in comparison? How come my head only reach till his eyes?!

T-then! Second lesson, kick your opponent's feet! Have you ever experienced once in your life the sharp pain due to something falling on your feet or it knocking on some furniture and almost sent you rolling on the ground cursing everyone you know of? If so… then we are on the same wave length.

Example: what I am doing below here.

I look down to lock my target, aka Giotto's left foot, and… kick! I kick, kick, kick! …Eh? That's strange… I know that he's tall and all, but my leg's length should still be able to let me crush hard his feet, right? So… why can't I reach it?! E-eh…? W-wait a minute…

"Kyaaa!" Shame on me! How can I not notice it that he's actually holding me up by the waist and that my feet are not touching the ground?! T-then my hands should be free- since when did he tie my hands together with his necktie?! So fast!

Third lesson, when having this kind of situation mentioned above, you should employ the ultimate girl self defence attack. That is… to kick with all your might at the area between the two legs… You know where I am talking about…

Note: exclusive trick used only on guys. Yep…

"Put. Me. Down!" I concentrate all my strength to my right leg like those manga heroes. It proves to be… not effective at all.

Note to myself, reality and fiction are separate things even if you're in a fictional world.

You really think I'll be able to do like those awesome characters that'll suddenly awaken some kind of unknown strength within them then beat to crap out of the villains? Hey guys, in case you forgot, I am just Elleira Evergreen, a very, very, normal 21 years old woman.

That's why, Giotto simply throws me on his shoulder and… carries me off.

Gahhh! How did I fail so much?! Oh wait, I know the answer, that's because I am normal whilst this guys that's carrying me isn't. It's as simple as that. As for why he isn't part of my list of normal people? Well, that's because…

Would you consider a man that's supposed to only exist in a manga but is currently carrying you in the hallway of his own mansion and he is in blood and flesh as normal?

Would you consider someone who has this freakish hyper intuition that is definitively a cause of my lost as normal?

Would you consider someone who has amber irises as normal? (Yeah, I admit I freaked out at all the first generation guardians that have strange hair and iris colour at first, but I got used to it.)

Would you call a guy that's going to appear to his descendant in like, about one and a half century later as normal? Not to say that he'll be residing inside a small ring that'll be the container to his soul.

Oh, and before I forget, he can also produce flames with rings and fight with it.

If you still consider Giotto normal after all this list I gave you just now… then please go see a psychiatrist, you really need one.

Ahem! Back to the topic, yes… so, I am being carried by the pedophile, bisexual Giotto in the hallway.

I hit his back with all my strength and might, but he just keeps on walking, "PUT ME DOWN YOU PEDOPHILE! YOU PERVERT! YOU BISEXUAL!" -that is… until I screamed that out loud.

He halts abruptly, making my head bang on his back. Ouch… my nose…

"What did you say?"

O-oops… d-did I per c-chance… anger him…? T-this is bad! I can really feel his anger now! B-but it's kind of normal though, I mean, who wouldn't be mad if someone is calling him as pervert, pedophile and mostly bisexual!

Mmm… can I take back what I just said like about two seconds ago? Can I?

Giotto suddenly restarts walking. Only this time, his pace is much faster than before.

G! Where are you?! Don't become invisible man! Please come drag your boyfriend back home!

"G-Giotto! I-I… y-you… w-where are you taking me?!" I feel a panic running in my veins. This is bad! This is really bad! G-Giotto is mad!

I got cut off in the mid of my thinking by a small creak sound as like a door opening. Then, before I know it, I am thrown on something soft. "Gyaa- Humph! W-what the…?" I open my eyes slowly to find myself lying on the back… in a familiar place. Mmm… I wonder what this sense of déjà-vu is.

"Click." Just as I am about to grasp where I am, a faint sound interrupts me. I look up just in time to see Giotto near the door, locking it.

…He's locking the door…

…Locking the door…

…The door…

…So basically, we are alone in a room now… me on a bed and him approaching me calmly like a predator. But what's worse is that… I just discovered moments ago that the supposed kind Giotto is actually a pervert.

Now that I look at it… this is our bedroom. Gah! How can I actually forget about how my own bedroom looks like?! Elleira you idiot!

But now, it's not time to slap myself. Giotto is making a strange expression right now. And his eyes… His amber irises are usually very clear, but right now, they just seem very dark and deep. It's not like I can read people just by looking into their eyes or anything! No way! That's just so cheesy!

B-but… the Giotto in front of me right now really freaks me out.

Haha… I-I am being too over conscious, right…? T-there is no way that… G-Giotto would… t-that he would…

I watch him as he approaches me slowly, unbuttoning his shirt's first two buttons on the way as well as rolling up his sleeves to the elbow level. I want to back down, but before I can actually do it, a force pushes me down to lie once again flat on the soft bed.

"…G-Giotto…?" W-what's with… this situation…? C-can someone, anyone, just tell me… WHY THE HECK THIS GUY IS PUSHING ME DOWN LIKE THAT?! Dude! I know that you are angry, b-but why are you doing this?! D-don't you know that people would misunderstand if they see us in this position?! Oh wait… the door is locked… GAHHH! And don't sit on meh!

"I see, so now you are afraid, hum?" He flashes me a sly smile, and then slides his hand under my back to bring me closer.

"S-Stop it!" I can feel my cheeks burning with all the blood circulation. Because of that, my head also feels very dizzy. I try to push Giotto off me, but he catches both my hands that are still attached together by the neckties with only one hand as soon I touch his abdomen.

Not fair! Why is his hand so large?! Why can he seize me so easily?! I object!

Giotto's grin widens as he slides his hand that was previously supporting my back down to my waist. "No can do." Then, he pulls on the end of my apron, making it loosen before completely moving it off me. Now, I only have the black dress… WHAT THE HECK?!

"GIOTTO! GET OFF ME!" –is what I wanted to scream out loud, but it looks like my whole body is so numb that I can't even move properly. Meaning there is no way I can fight back, only stare at him blankly and panting slightly. Ugh… so embarrassing…

"What's wrong? You were so brave just moments ago… why aren't you fighting back, Elleira?" The last part is whispered right at my right ear, his hot breath blowing against it and his lips sometime making in contact. Ugh… I am sure that my ear is now completely red.

I close my eyes and wait for what would happen next… Yayayayaya! E-even though I never experienced t-these kinds of things, d-doesn't make me a complete idiot. I-I still can k-kind of guess…

I can feel Giotto's slim finger slide on my cheek down to my neck then stops and dress' collar. "Huhu… cute."

C-can't help it! I really can't help but open my eyes to see just what kind of expression this guy is having. But… I regret doing that now!

His lips are curved upward in a very… I don't know… seductive smile as his eyes are half closed and looking down at me from his higher position.

Then, Giotto puts his hands on the first button of my dress, the smile still intact. "Time for punishment, Elleira."

"W-wait…" I can only whimper out weakly before he completely loosen that small round piece created by humankind to hold clothes together, to put it simpler, the button.

"P-please… hah, hah… Giotto… s-stop it…hah, hah… I-I can't… hah… a-anymore… please…" I say weakly to the man above me between my heavy pants. That guy! How dare he?!

Instead of moving off me, Giotto merely smiles brighter than before and pokes at my cheek, "No way, I am having so much fun!"

"You!" I try to bite his slender finger, but he retrieves it back before I can manage to inflict any injury.

"Hm? Want me to do it again?"

"Gya! N-no!" I quickly shake my head furiously. You kidding me? I'll die he really does continue!

"Fine then." Giotto rubs my hair, making it almost as messy as his.

Phew... I thought that I was going to die in this incarnated demon's hand. How can he do that to me without even a break?! Can't he see that I almost can't breathe?!

"Just kidding." H-ha…?

"G-Giotto…? H-hey buddy… don't get c-closer okay? D-don't c-c-co-co-" I back away from the blond man as fast I can. But… he caught me by the ankle real easily.

Dahhh! God what did I do to you?!

"Round 2: start!" Giotto announces happily before… "Tickle, tickle, tickle!" …Tickling my sides non-stop.

What? Don't tell me you guys are thinking on the perverted direction! No way! You guys really think that Giotto would be this kind of guy? Tch, I can't believe I have such perverted friends, even if you guys are imaginary though (refer to chapter 6). Hn! Go face the wall and reflect on your impure thoughts!

"GYAHAHAHA! GIOTTO! STAAAAAAAHP! HAHAHA, I CAN'T- GYAA! AHAHA!" I roll madly in every possible corner of the bed to try evading this blond demon's merciless hands, but to no avail. It is as if he can predict where I go next and block me there- oh wait… I forgot that guy has hyper intuition. Not fair! He's cheating!

After an interminable time of "punishing" me, I rest in Giotto's arms, trying to catch my breath and stop panting as well to appease my heart from beating so fast.

Now I understand why he opened my dress a bit; it's because if not, I'll chock and can't breathe whist he tickles me! That's why! Grrr! That guy! I swear that I'll make him pay back!

I send him a glare, indenting to make him feel bad, but he merely smiles even brighter than before! Grr!

"Calm down Elleira." Giotto chuckles softly while patting my head. Of course, me being still angry at him raise my head and try to bite his hand. "Whoa there!" He holds me closer so that I am obligated to rest my head on his chest or else I'll kiss his cheek. His hand that was previously patting my head slides down to my back and caresses me gently and his other hand cuddles around my left cheek, stroking it too. It feels as if he's calming a furious cat down.

W-who does he think he is? I-I sure am not a cat! B-but it's not like I don't like it when he pats me… Ugh! Elleira Evergreen! How can you think like that?! Shame on you! That guy almost tickled you to death! D-don't just forgive him merely because he's nice to you now!

"Haha…" I can hear a soft chuckle above me.

Grrr… tolerate. You are at a disadvantage point right now, Elleira. Don't give him another chance to tickle you again!

"Hey, Elleira." I hear him call me and so raise my head by reflex, but regret it just as soon. Due to our proximity, our noses are touching. His amber eyes fixated on me and his warm breath tickling my mouth. "Why did you say that earlier?"

Due to my current brain malfunctioning, I have some difficulty in catching just what Giotto said, "Hmm… What? D-did you say something? Wait, scratch that! Y-you're way too close!" I push him away, but only manage to make him move a little bit. Curse his strength!

"You didn't answer me."

"Answer what?"

"…Why did you call me as pervert?"

My body tense up at his question. Mmm… should I tell him what I thought about him earlier? If so… is he going to tickle me? I am not sure that I'll be able to survive another round.

"Actually, I can understand the pervert part," My eyes shine with hope that I might actually be saved, although his next word completely pour cold water on this tiny bitsy flame of hope. "…but… why pedophile?"

…Can I tell him that I thought he's XXOO-ing Lampo too? Mmm… I guess not.

"And why bisexual?"

Ayaya! I really did dig my own grave didn't I? I can't possibly tell him about his future and all, right?

"Elleira?" Giotto pats my head gently. Ugh… seems like he wants an answer now, like right this instant.

"H-hum… I-I… eh…" Gahh! Someone save me!

Silence.

Okay then… my dear brain! Quickly think of some kind of excuse! Anything is fine! Just pop something out randomly, I couldn't care less!

As if sensing my plan to try and invent a lame pretext, Giotto lifts my lowered head and stares right at me with his calm clear orangey irises, making me gulp nervously. His face clouded with a slight sadness, Giotto asks me in a deeper voice than usual, "Why are you always trying to avoid me?"

"E-eh?" Gah! I don't like it when he's looking at me like that! It makes me feel like a bad child. And on top of that, his disappointed tone makes my heart… ache for no reason! Am I sick?! I am sick right?!

Giotto rests his head on my shoulder, hiding his visage and speaks softly, "Elleira… why would you always invent some sort of excuse to me? Why… won't you just tell me the truth?"

Stop it… it hurts… my heart hurts!

"Please Elleira… promise me that you will always tell me the truth." His head buries deeper and holds me with more forces.

I don't know why, but I suddenly have a strong urge to hug him back. And that's exactly what I did. "I promise you."

"Good, then tell me why you think that I am gay, pedophile and bisexual." Giotto quickly pulls himself off me and states with a wide grin on his face. All his previous sadness disappears, replaced by this damn smile I so want to punch.

He… tricked me…?

"G-I-O-T-T-O!"

After a while of me chasing this guys who tricked me with his pretty little act in the bedroom madly, I sprawl very ungracefully on the bed, panting hard trying to catch my breath. I peek at Giotto… that guy is still grinning like before! How can he have so much stamina?! Not fair!

"I am not telling you."

"Fine then, maybe I should tickle you more?"

"…" You rogue, villain, #$%!

Giotto raises his arms and slowly approaches me with a strange flicker in his eyes.

…Okay, fine. I admit my defeat.

I sit up and scratch my head. Giotto is now sitting right in front of me, playing with my hand whilst looking at me.

"Y-you see…" I pause a bit, trying to think of a way to explain clearly what's going on in my head to the man before me. "I saw you and G… you know… in your office…" I do some circular hand gesture, trying to picture out the scene.

Fortunately, Giotto nods his head and indicates me to continue. "Hum."

"A-and then… M-Mr Gilbert… you know… consider what the work of a personal servant should work from my experience these days… I-I think that h-he's also… kind of like your… lover too…?"

"Precise."

"H-hum… well I needed to tend you clothes when you bathe and stuff…" I can feel my cheek burn up. Ugh… can't stop remembering those scenes I saw. Shame on me! "Not to say that you don't really need someone to serve you! I-I mean, you don't seems to need someone serving you!"

"That's true." Giotto nods I approval to my exclamation.

Eh?

He rubs my hair a bit before flashing me yet another of him sparkle flying everywhere smile, "Gilbert doesn't serve me at all. He is managing the whole manor's servants. Personal butler is just an additional title. Food is brought by him, and the bath water… is just bath water. What? You thought I need someone to dress me up? I am not a kid you know."

…HAH?! "Then why am I doing this?!" if what he said is true, then why am I the only one who needs to give him clothes and all?

"Because you are you."

No sh*t! Of course I am me!

"Elleira, continue. Why am I pedophile?"

"Because I thought you might be having some sort of affair with your Guardians. I mean, you're pretty old now, right? Why would you need Guardians? Not to say that Lampo is still a child. That's why." Due to my anger, I spur those words out without thinking much. But I regret it as soon I said it.

I turn my head slowly to Giotto… t-this is bad! He's having this sickly sweet smile now! This means that he's not happy! Not happy at all!

"Then… why bisexual?"

"…" I can't tell him this one! If so… then he'll know I am not from this world. And he might throw me out… I-I don't want him to leave me all alone! "B-because…" I lower my head a bit and try to hide my face with my hand from his steady but sharp gaze, "well… you seem to like… women too…?"

Okay, that's it, I am a totally weirdo now. How can I see that he likes women or not? I am not psychic or something!

I peek at him from behind my bangs, and unsurprisingly, he's still having a sweet, sweet smile that can make you melt under it… in a bad way though.

Then, suddenly, Giotto raises his right hand and before I know it, he's about to hit me. Gah! Family violence not allowed!

I shut tight my eyes, waiting for the pain to come, but instead… "Toc, toc, toc, toc." That's all I received. Yeah, Giotto is knocking at my forehead as if it was a door with a helpless smile.

"I really want to open this head of your and see just what is going on in it!" He stops the knocking and nudges my head instead. "I just don't understand how can you have so much strange thoughts? You have too much imagination, Elleira."

"Ehehe…" I can only reply him with my usual stupid grin.

"Well now, do you still think I am gay, or pedophile, or bisexual?"

*Shake my head* "No." No kidding there, I really made a huge misunderstanding before. So embarrassing…

"Good girl." Giotto pats my head and pulls me off the bed, "now let's go eat, hum?"

"Yes!"

"Oh, and…" Giotto suddenly turns around and looks down at me seriously, "don't forget our promise."

…Promise? We made a promise? Why can't I remember?

H-hey dude! No need to get angry! I-I'll remember! Just give me a minute! Don't make your face go so dark! Brain! Think of an excuse! Quick! Maybe something like I felt on the floor and have a concussion now is a good- that's it… the promise was to not lie to him anymore. Even excuses are not allowed, after all, they are still lies. That I know.

"I promise that I won't lie to you anymore!" –more likely I'll try. I mean, I can't possibly tell him that I am from another world, can I? But I won't be lying either, especially to him.

Giotto's eyes widen slightly before curving warmly. It is as if they have the ability to smile. "Hum, let's go eat."

After this misunderstanding about Giotto being gay and all, the day passes as usual. Slowly, we approaches… Halloweens! For me, Halloween = have fun playing pranks on people scaring them to death = dress up or cosplay = make people cosplay and most of all… = CANDIES!

Muwahahaha! Before, my parents as well as Violet would always confiscate my candies! But now… now I can eat as much candy I want!

HELL YEAH! My blood is boiling just by imagining the amount of sugar I'll be able to consume that day!

"Ela… are you alright?" I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn my head to meet Lampo's worried eyes.

"Hah? What? What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong except you were kind of gazing in the space almost drooling out." Lampo states out in a monotone voice, making me immediately wipe my chin furiously to get rid of any possible drool. There isn't any, of course.

I am now sitting in the Vongola HQ's garden with Lampo beside me. Usually, by this time, I should be staying with Giotto drawing my stick men or reading some random stuff while peeking at my husband's handsome working face.

But today, it seems like he has some kind of meeting with the Guardians except for Lampo. I asked him, but it seems like even him, the lightning Guardian doesn't know why he's put apart. So that's why we two rejects are now doing nothing under the warm sun and eating apples.

Anyway, speaking of the upcoming Halloween, I should make some costume for Giotto and others. I think they would look good in cosplays… scratch that, they will definitively look awesomely handsome in cosplays.

Well, seeing I already worked in a hand-made costume shop that sells ton of done on measure cosplay costume, it's no problem for me to make them their own costume. Now the problem is… which cosplay I'll make.

Giotto and his Guardians are already a character from a manga as well as anime. I can't possibly tell them to cosplay as themselves. Wow, so original. Giotto cosplay as Vongola Primo. Ha-ha-ha.

I know that they can pass Halloween without disguising themselves, but if that's the case…then it wouldn't be fun! I mean, a Halloween without costume?! That's not even Halloween! That's why I will absolutely make something for them to wear!

I am back to step one again. So, which costume should I make for them? The problem is that the choice is too vast, not to add that they look good in anything. Sigh…

"Elleira." A smooth voice cuts in my constant sighs and Lampo's worried gaze on me. Without even opening my eyes, I know who the new arrival is.

I stand up and run to him, "Giotto."

"Let's go in." Giotto grabs gently my hand and pulls me in while calling for Lampo too.

"Hum!"

The moment we enter the mansion, Lampo got dragged away by a rarely grave looking G.

Right now, I am walking beside Giotto in the hallway to I don't know where. Maybe it is my imagination, but since a while now, I sense some kind of uneasiness coming from my usually very composed husband.

Is it because of the meeting? Should I ask him? I think so. After all, it sure is strange to see him have that kind of expression.

Just as I am about to ask my question, Giotto slows his paces down a bit and looks at me, his eyes dodging a bit my gaze. "E-Elleira… I have something to tell you."

"Yes?" I raise one eyebrow at him. What's wrong? Why is he acting so… strange?

I wait for his next words, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he stops completely his already slowed down pace.

After a while, I hear a faint "never mind" coming from him. Just what's wrong? Did something happen?

"Gio-"

"Nothing, let's go. I'll introduce you to someone." Giotto cuts me off and grabs my hand, pulling me with him.

Oh well, if he says that it's nothing then I guess it shouldn't be so grave. But… what is this feeling of a bad premonition coming from? Something feels wrong, terribly wrong.

Before I can put my hand on what this strange sensation I am having, Giotto opens a door and leads me in. There, I see a man, standing in the middle of the room, looking at us with a big smile.

He is quite young, maybe about the same age as Lampo. His dressing consists of a white shirt and black pant, simple. The man has blond hairs a little bit darker than Giotto's and green eyes. He has an ordinary face, one that makes one forget easily. The only thing that makes him stay in one's memory is his eyes. I don't know how to describe the feeling, but it feels as if he can take count of every detail with just one glance on you.

"Elleira," as we approaches the guy, Giotto raises his hand and pats the man on the shoulder in a friendly way, "This is Albert Steward, a renowned British costume designer as well as creator. He works for the Vongola Family for a while now. He is the one who made our wedding clothes."

Really? Wow! I really loved that dress as well as Giotto's suit.

The said Albert looks at me from head to toe, then flashes me a strange smile that gives me a chill down my spine. His Italian has a faint British accent, "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Vongola."

All my previous admiration flies away as it is replaces by a faint discomfort. I nod at him, "Nice to meet you too, Mr. Steward."

Is it me or… I get the feeling that I am like a powerless prey before a hungry predator?

"Well then, Primo, I'll take good care of Mrs. Vongola." That said in a sinister tone accompanied by a faint creepy chuckle, Albert comes forward and bows down at me, inviting me with a gesture to go to that small footstool facing three huge mirrors.

"Sigh… Just don't scare her." Giotto exhale in defeat, before patting my head as if to reassure me, removing my tight grasp on his hand on the way, "Elleira, don't worry, Albert might get a bit… weird later on, but he isn't doing it on purpose. I have to go now, see you later." With this, he walks away, leaving me all alone in the huge room with Albert.

Giotto! You're not helping! I was already a bit scared by how that guy looks at me, but now that you said that, I feel even worse!

"Well then Mrs. Vongola," Albert's smile widen before it turns in a mad grin, "let's see what kind of pretty dresses we can make together!"

With this, he pounce on me like a hungry wolf with a soft ruler extended in his hand.


"Perfect! Perfect!" Albert has a mad glint in his eyes and turns around me in fast motion. "Your body proportion is absolutely perfect! I have never seen such wonderful proportion in my entire carrier!"

Can I… escape from this room please? Like, I have a psychiatric beside me measuring my body madly while grinning and screaming loudly.

"Now! I already have a plan for the party dress! MWUHUHUHU!" Even his laugh is so strange! That's not even considered weird as Giotto told me before! That's totally the maniac laugh of an insane!

But wait a minute there… party dress? What does he mean? Is there going to be a party? Why didn't I know of it? Giotto didn't tell me about it either.

"H-hum… Mr. Steward!" I halt the mad designer beside me, "what is this party about?"

He looks shocked for a split second before looking at me intensely, "Primo… didn't tell you about it?"

"No…?" Why is he making this face? It's not like I make an irreparable mistake, right?

"H-how…" The room's temperature suddenly drop down a few degree, "HOW CAN THAT BE?! SUCH A PRETTY WOMAN AS YOU NEED TIME TO GET PREPARED! HOW DARE HE NOT TELL YOU THIS IN ADVANCE?!"

"Hum…" That's it, I am 100% that this Albert guy is insane.

"Don't worry! I'll make Mrs. Vongola become the most gorgeous person of the party!" He shakes my shoulder with force, making my head jerk back and forth.

Then, he suddenly stops the shaking and lets me go. "TIME TO DRAW THE DRESS!" And runs off to a desk nearby to draw something on a paper.

That was close! I thought I'll die in his hand!

"DONE!"

"EIPP!" Don't scream like that! You want me to die from heart attack?!

"Mrs. Vongola! This is going to be your dress!" He runs to me and literally slaps the paper on my face.

"…" I take it off with a poker face and look at it.

A party dress, hum? It should be like those super waist thin, big butt and exaggerated dress that are so typical of this century. Well, I don't mind the big butt, but I'll ask Giotto to let me go without the cor-cor-cor… MY GOD! THAT DRESS IS SO PRETTY!

I look up at Albert, wanting to confirm that this is truly the dress I'll wear. But… what I see makes me speechless. He is making some weird pose… like the peacock pose, and butt twisting, then the phoenix pose (from Kuroshitsuji).

Okay, I am now sure that his guy isn't normal.

As if sensing my glance on him, Albert stops all movement and looks at me before beaming, "So? Do you like it? Your body proportion is just so good that I don't want to waste it! This dress will definitively show off all your body quality! It will highlight all your curves perfectly! And blablablabla…"

I didn't know that he is such a talker. How can he speak so fast without taking a pause? Isn't his mouth dry? Won't he bite on his tongue by accident speaking so fast?

I choose to ignore him and look down at the paper. It is true that this guy is annoying and a bit psycho, but he truly has talent.

The dress he drew isn't like what I expected at all. It doesn't have any sigh of corset, nor huge butts, nor big frilly dress. Not at all. It looks… how should I put it? Quite modern… Yeah, that's the word.

The upper part is plain, no unnecessary frills or decoration. From the front view, it is just a like a sleeveless shirt with a rosette fixated just above the chest area. Four ribbons are extended from the cloth to my neck. Two of them intercross themselves in the space left by the other two that are wider. They all go behind my neck. That's where it looks superb. The four ribbons are supposed to be attached in a huge rosette where the wings are fallen down on an exposed back.

Yes people! You hear it right! Exposed back! There is nothing on the behind till the waist area.

This is a full length dress that seems to reach till the foot, leaving about one or two centimeters until it touches the ground. There is nothing to separate the upper part and the lower part of the dress. Instead, the left side is opened from the thigh and this opening reaches till the bottom with the cloth making curves while descending. About three or four more layers of veils are shown from the opening so that my legs won't be totally exposed.

In short, I like it. But this doesn't mean that I'll wear this! Sure, it's pretty and all, but I don't want everybody to see my back and leg. No way! I am not exhibitionist!

"Hum… Mr. Steward, can I-" I raise my hand like a good student to the still blabbering man in front of me, trying to stop him.

"Tu-tut-tut! No 'Mr. Steward'! Just call me Albert!" he waves a finger in front of me.

"Hum… okay, Albert." Seeing that he calmed down, I begin to say my point, "Can I not wear this dress?"

As soon I said that, the previous radiant smile of Albert freezes itself on his face. "You… what?"

Why… is he making this scary face? Is he… going to kill me? Like, because I don't want to wear his dress and all, then his madness suddenly pops out and tells him to kill me?

"Why?" Instead of pouncing on me and strangle me to death with his soft ruler, Albert merely asks me in a low voice, his eyes staring at mine.

"B-because… I don't really like showing… my back… and leg and stuff… kof…" Yes I am nervous, but I can't help it. Nobody can really stand calmly before those deep green eyes, really. Well maybe Giotto, and G, and Daemon, and Alaude, and Asari, and Knuckle, and Hibari, and… okay, never mind. Everybody can withstand his gaze except me and Lampo.

Albert's lips from in a thin line and his eyes almost burning in rage.

What did I do to you?!

"I knew it! All you ladies are like that!" He points an accusing finger at me, "why can't you at least try something different?! Hum?! Is it so bad to wear something a bit more flashy than usual?! Why always wear whatever the others judge appropriate?!" He pauses a bit to catch his breath, then restart only louder after taking out piles of paper from nowhere, "See that?! They are my masterpiece! Why can't anyone understand my art?! And here Vongola Primo told me that his wife is interesting! You are just like any other women!"

I look down at the papers, the so called "masterpiece" of Albert and discover with shock… "What?! T-that… How can that be…?" No way, there is no way…

"W-what? Why are you screaming like that?" Albert flinches as I screamed out loud, but I couldn't care less.

"Albert! D-do you know what is an Ipod?" I quickly grab him by the shoulder.

That's right, on the paper, I saw things that shouldn't exist in this time: shorts, mini-skirt, sleeveless shirt, and all sorts of drawing of clothes from the 21th century. Although they don't look exactly alike, but the similitude is still too clear for it to be a coincidence.

Does that mean… Albert is also like me? If I came in this world, then maybe there are other people like me! Maybe… maybe Albert crossed-over to this world too!

"I-Ipo-what? What's that?" But much to my disappointment, he looks at me with a totally blank expression.

"Then computer! Do you know what a computer is?"

"…No? Is that some sort of game?"

I ignore his comment, "Then how about radar? Do you know what that is?"

"No, what are you talking about?" He eyes me carefully as if I am going insane.

I see… so he doesn't know what I am talking about. It… should really be coincidence that he had such ideas for clothes. It's sad, but… I can't help it, right?

"Anyway don't try to divide my attention by speaking non-sense." Albert snatches the papers away from me and caresses them, "Hum… tasteless human."

Since when did I become a tasteless human?

Anyway, Albert seems really angry ay my… tastelessness for his designs. Speaking of designs, I think that I'll need some of those clothes. Hey, I have enough walking carefully and tripping. "Please wait a minute Albert!"

"What do you want, fashion less human?"

…Now it's fashion less, hum?

"I would like you to make some of that short and skirt for me, please."

Albert looks at me blankly, then as if he just catches what I said, his eyes widen and his mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water.

What? Is it that surprising for me to say that?

"MRS. VONGOLA~~~!" Albert suddenly jumps high and his falling direction is… me?

Bang!

Sorry Albert, I know that you are very happy, but this is not a valid reason for me to get crushed flat under you. This is why, I am sorry that you are now heavily injured and might possibly have a severe case of concussion. But I still do not regret one bit for moving out of your falling trajectory.

It seems I am worrying over nothing, because seconds later, the previously almost dead-like guy jumps up from the ground, sparkles seem to fly around him for he seems so… lively. No, I'll say that he's on drug if I wasn't there with him the whole time.

"MRS. VONGOLA~~~!" I thought that he is going to jump on me again, but instead, he grabs my shoulders and shakes me until I want to puke. "ARE YOU REALLY SURE THAT YOU WANT THOSE CLOTHES?! ARE YOU SURE, ARE YOU? ARE YOU?!"

"S-Stop… shaking me." I manage to squeeze out those words. Fortunately, this psycho let me go.

"Which one do you want? Which color would you like? Do you want me to change them a bit to your liking? How about-"

"Woah, woah, woah! Calm down Albert!" I have to cut in before he enters in yet another one of his interminable blabbering. "I want about… let's see… 6 of these." I point at the shorts, "8 of these." I point at the skirt, "about 12 of those shirts, and 5 pants. You can decide on the colour, and feel free to change them. Don't worry; I'll wear anything you make. But remember to not make them too… flashy. You know what I mean."

Albert opens once again his mouth to say something, but no word comes out. Finally, he merely nods with all his might and looks at me like a good obedient little puppy.

I guess that… it isn't everyday he has someone accepting his ideas. Oh well, now he has me.

But wait a minute, "Albert?"

"Yes!" He immediately poses himself straight and looks at me with a lot of admiration. Eh… why no need to be this exaggerated, you know…

"Can you…" I pause a bit, trying to gather my words in what I should say next, "can you help me?"

"Ah?"

"I mean…" I look around me, inspecting if we are really alone. Then, I wave at Albert, indicating him to come closer, "I want us to…"

As I tell him my plan, Albert's expression changes from surprise, then worry, then determination, and finally extreme excitement.

Hufufu… of course he will be excited, after all, we are going to do something really dangerous. And when I mean really dangerous, it mean this can be classified in the YOLO section.

What is YOLO? Well…it's the abbreviation for "You Only Live Once". In other word, it's an excuse for some stupid thing you did or will do.


"Elleira, do you like your dress?" As I walk in the huge living room, Giotto comes at me and pulls me in an embrace before everyone. Not that I mind his touch or anything, really. I am actually quite grateful to him. All this time elaborating the plan has driven me dead tired.

"Hum. Albert is awesome." I nod my head while giving the designer a smile only us understand.

"Of course I am!" The latter held his chest high and raises his head proudly. "I am the best after all."

"Tch, immature." G snorts quietly at Albert.

Now that I look around, all the Guardians are present. Even though most of them are still like usual, some of them have a faint grave expression. Especially Lampo, since the moment I entered the room, he seems to avoid making eye contact with me. Did something happen?

"Mrs. Vongola." Then, a clear voice with a faint accent interrupts my thoughts.

I turn my head to the source of the voice and find a quite young man standing near the sofa. He has blond slightly curly hair and beautiful blue eyes. His face is strangely pale, making his lips look almost bloody red. He wears black jacket on top of a white shirt and a black pant. A golden chain falls down from his jacket pocket and fixes its extremity on the last button of that jacket.

He bows at me respectfully, hiding away the strange flash in his eyes when I saw me, "Mrs. Vongola, I am the messenger of the Cerve Familly. Pleased to meet you."

Wow, is today some kind of condensed meeting? How come I make so many people's acquaintance in a single day?

"Nice to meet you too, hum…" I nod at him politely.

"Bernard Andre Jean-Sebastian Dupond, Mrs. Vongola." Uh! That's quite a long name!

But this is not what interests me, "Are you French?" All my energy replenished in one go, I rush over to him and stare are him with joy. Hey! I can't help it! Dad was born in France!

"Yes."

"Really?!" I cover my mouth with my hands to avoid showing everyone my wide opened mouth. "Yaaa! Monsieur! Vous ne savez pas à quel point je suis contente de faire votre connaissance (Sir, you have no idea how glad I am to meet you)!" I grab his hands and shake them madly all the while looking back at Giotto, "Giotto! He's French! French!"

Ignoring almost everyone's mouth twitching, I continue to shake the young messenger's hands until Albert cuts in very immaturely, "Mrs. Vongola! I am British! Don't you like British?!"

"EHH?! Since when are you British?!" I gawp at Albert.

"SINCE I AM BORN!"

"Giotto! Why didn't you tell me?!"

"I told you, but I think you didn't listen." He merely smiles at me.

"…" Gahh! How can that be?! It must be because I was a bit afraid of Albert that time as well as the new that my wedding dress was made by him that distracted me. "Ahem! I am very happy that Albert is a British…" I say weakly.

Ugh… shame on me…

It seems like Albert is angry at me for not paying attention to him. Aww~ his pouting face is just so cute! "Come here, Albert! Come here!" I call for him like a master calling for his puppy.

He glances at me a few seconds before walking obediently in my direction, "T-tch! It's not like I mind you not paying attention to me or anything! I-I am not jealous or anything!"

Aww! A tsundere! My favourite type!

Unable to hold in any longer, I run to him and hug him tightly whilst rubbing our cheeks together and squeaking in English like a fan girl, "Cute! Albert is so cute!"

Much to my content, he blushes deeply and looks away.

"Ahem!" Giotto stops me by faking a cough and indicating me that the messenger is still there. Although I want to tease Albert a bit more, I stop all movement and pull myself back.

Ugh… awkward…

Fortunately, Bernard doesn't seem to mind my weird behaviour. How should I put it? It seems like he's even a bit… glad and excited? Naw~ I must be dreaming. "So… will Mr. and Mrs. Vongola attend to the party?"

Alert! Which party is he talking about?

"Hum… can I just ask… which party are you talking about?"

"Oh? Sir Vongola Primo didn't tell Mrs. Vongola? The Cerve Family is going to hold a grand party for the Halloween celebration. And of course, the Vongola family is invited as well." That blond man says in a casual tone.

I look at Giotto for confirmation.

"Yes, we are going to a party to celebrate Halloween." Giotto nods slightly, destroying all my hopes.

How come I don't know about it?! Is this what Giotto wanted to tell me earlier? Now that I think about it… Albert did say something about a party and is making me a dress… Gahh! How stupid can I be?! This can't happen! Not after I had planned all!

Tch, if that's the case, special problem require special method!

"A-ah…" I put my hand on my forehead and squeeze my eyes tight shut. My body slowly descending toward the ground in a "I am weak, I am fragile, I am a flower vase so please take care of me" way. Yeah, the typical fake fainting women this time love to do.

"Ela? What's wrong? Are you okay?" Giotto quickly grabs my falling form as Lampo asks me worriedly.

"Hum… I-I am fine, don't worry." I shake my head at Lampo, making a 'reassuring' face before faking some cough. "Cough, cough! I-I am fine. Really."

Then, not wanting Lampo to worry too much, I give him a wink before quickly faking another round of cough, "Cough... Cough, cough, cough!" Ouch my throat.

Lampo looks startled for a second before understanding why I am doing this. "E-Ela! Get a hold of yourself!"

Hum… I know that you are in the play now, and that's good, but… why are you saying this as if I am going to die?

In any case, I peek at Giotto, who hasn't spoken since a while now. It looks like he knows perfectly what I am planning, and he is going to help me too. How I know that? Because even though his face is totally serious and grave right now, his eyes are not showing any worries at all.

I then peek at other Guardians, they all look at me with a poker/amused face, but it is obvious that they know I am faking as well. And some of them are waiting to watch a free show.

I peek at the messenger; he's looking straight at me.

Ugh! Don't tell me this is not working! Okay then… let's put up more forces in the act!

Elleira! Think about all the candies Mom, Dad and Violet has thrown in the trash bin! Think about those poor, defenceless, innocent candies falling in the dark, dirty, horrible trash bin! Think how much they suffered!

"U-uuu… It… doesn't… hurt at all…" Okay, I manage to make my tears fall and I am now whimpering like a poor little injured puppy in Giotto's arms.

"Elleira!" Giotto screams loudly in a "panicked" tone so real I almost believe it.

Now my whole body is trembling. I take out my handkerchief and cough in it with more forces than necessary. Ouch… my throat hurts… But this is all for the sake of my plan! This little sacrifice is nothing!

Here comes my ultimate show! I take the handkerchief away from my mouth so that everyone can see it.

That's right; it is tainted in red now.

"Elleira!" This time, Giotto's eyes widen in horror, "G! Call the doctor!"

Hum… no… I am fine, really. This is just a ketchup sample I made myself this morning from boringness and put in my pocket and forgot to take it out. It's not real blood…

I want to reassure Giotto, but he lifts me up bridal style and quickly walks away. "I am sorry Mr. Dupond, but my wife is sick. We won't be able to attend the party. Please do thank your master for inviting us." This said in an alluring speed, Giotto almost runs away, leaving the messenger alone with the others.

"Mrs. Vongola!" I hear Albert's terrified scream. Ugh… I forgot this simpleton. Sigh… hope that he doesn't get too worried.

As I am thinking about Albert, Giotto slows down his previously hurried pace to a stroll, "So… why don't you want to go to that party?"

I look up at him and see him smile at me. "Are you mad?" That's right… I only thought about myself, but there is a possibility that Giotto needs this kind of event to meets more people as well as form more alliances. Ugh… I am so selfish…

"Of course not," Giotto puts me down and lift my lowered head up. He approaches his and makes our forehead come in contact. "I don't like these kinds of parties where people are putting smiling masks."

Due to our proximity, I can see clearly his amber orbs. They are… so beautiful… His warm breath tickling against my mouth makes my whole body shiver. And his nose that is touching mine sometimes tickles me. His hand that lifted my head is now cuddling my left cheek, and his other hand holds my waist.

Then, I see his eyes close more and more, and his face getting closer and closer to mine. I don't know what to do. My body just seems to freeze itself.

Just as his lips are about to touch mine, Giotto suddenly distance himself from me.

I don't know why, but I feel a bit disappointed at his halt.

Giotto looks at the direction we walked and says in a blood freezing voice. "Come out."

Ah? S-someone is there?

Then, Lampo and Albert come out while coughing non-stop awkwardly. "S-sorry to… interrupt you… cough… A-Albert just wanted to… see if Ela is alright."

"Y-yeah… I just wanted to… check out if she's fine. Cough, cough…"

"W-we're going now." That said, they both run away as fast their two legs can carry them.

Interrupt what? W-wait a minute… I look at Giotto's annoyed face.

W-we were… h-he was… about… to… k-k-k-kkk… kiss me… right?

Pouff! I feel a hot wave of blood rush toward my head. But that worse is that… I was a bit expecting it… Uuu! T-that was so embarrassing! How can that happen?!

"Ellei-"

"See you later!" I dash away from Giotto, holding my boiling face in my hands. As I see my bedroom, I open the door without hesitation and throw myself on the bed while hiding my face in the cover.

I bet my face is blood red now. Definitively.

Argg! Elleira! Stop thinking about that already!

T-that's right! Concentrate on the plan! Elleira! You need to concentrate on the party that will take place in the slum!

There is no time to introduce myself apart from the fact that I have a blood red face right now and am currently doing self mutilation such as pulling my hairs out to stop me from thinking about a certain blond male.

Bang! Bang, bang, bang! I hit my head on the wall to try to calm myself down.

Phew… it seems like self mutilation works is you want to forget an embarrassing scene (false, people don't do that).

So now that I have found my composure, I'll need to draw the plan for the Halloween costume for the Guardians. With Albert's help, we're going to make them wear the costumes and I am going to take photos. That's what part of the plan is. The other part is that I'll organize a huge party in the slum with everyone and we're going to celebrate there.

The problem is with those brick heads (G, Alaude, and Daemon). I'll… try to not die. I'll try.

But hey people, that's exactly what YOLO is. (Do not imitate, might be dangerous and probably bring… apocalypse to the world.)


A/N haha, I hope that you guys know that everything Elleira stutters internally, she's actually kind of uneasy and trying to bury her feelings. And yeah, I guess it's not very clear (although I tried my best), but both Giotto and Elleira are falling for each other now. Not the super deep kind, but still deep enough… I think… well, I'll make their bond stronger as well as their love~ Yay~!

I know that doing something about Halloween now is late. I should've done it on Halloween. But I didn't have time, so… sorry guys.

And how's the fluff in this chapter? I hope it isn't too sudden!