You can finally see who these mysterious voices are! It took my a while to actually decide what they look like, but I stayed up late, just to give you this chapter! I made it longer at the request of yakikikusoso! Hope you enjoy, I don't own KHR!
"Huh?" Giotto say, looking around. 'I can't be hearing them here… I'm not asleep… Or am I?' Giotto thinks, pinching himself.
"You're not asleep, fool…" Giotto bangs his head on the desk upon hearing the other voice.
"Lock the door" they both say…
"Why?"
"LOCK THE DOOR!" The other voice says more forcefully.
"Okay, okay, just calm down!" Giotto says, getting up and walking to the door to lock it. Giotto walks back to his desk before continuing, "So what do you two want?" Giotto starts to organize his papers to put them away.
"So have you figured it out?"
"That the girl is the girl"
"So you're not a stupid as we thought?"
"Gee… Thanks…" Giotto sweat drops at that.
"Well phoowie! I lost the bet then!" the girly voice says.
"You made a bet on me?" Giotto says in disbelief.
"What else do you expect us deities to do?" the more formidable voice says.
"Can I at least get something!"
"Why?" They both say.
"Because you two made a bet about me."
"Depending on what you want…"
"If we want to do it."
"Can you tell me who or what you two are?" Giotto asks, expectantly.
"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" They both shout.
"Then can I see what you two look like?" Giotto says, slightly less expectant. After a long while, of what Giotto assumes is them discussing with each other, before two girls suddenly appear.
One was wearing a black and white dress with a full skirt, as was appropriate for the time, with a shawl over her shoulder. She had a light blue crystal in her black loosely curled hair. She had yellow eyes, with slits for pupils. She carried a black scythe with her. The scythe appeared to have shadows coming off of it, these shadows wrapped themselves around her arm, almost as if the scythe were a part of her. Giotto also noticed that this one had fangs.
The other was adorned with jewels and a cross on her flowing pink apparel, which barely reached her knees. She had a long piece of gauze floating over her arms, almost as if placed there by magic. She had long blond hair and elf-ish ears. She had wings, which looked as delicate as the breeze, but Giotto was sure that they were as strong as the winds that blow in a typhoon. She wore white stockings, pink heels and three golden bracelets on her ankles. She had the most innocent eyes that Giotto had ever seen.
"I am the beautiful lie," says the one in pink.
"And I am the painful truth," the fanged one says.
"Nice to finally see you two," Giotto smirks.
"Pleasure to make your acquaintance," the fanged one says, curtsying.
"Niiiiiiiiiice to meeeeet yoooou toooooo!" the pink one says jumping.
"Stop that!" the fanged one says hitting the pink one with her scythe.
"OWIE~!" the pink one floats to behind my chair. "Please, Giotto, protect me from the meanie~!"
"It's ill-advised to take what she says seriously… Or to heed her…" the fanged one says looking elsewhere in the room. Giotto looks at where she seems to be looking.
"You're free to read any books that you want to, just so long as you don't damage them or don't put them back."
"Thank you," the fanged one smiles and walked over to the bookshelves to pick a book. Giotto looks behind him to see the pink one pouting.
"Something wrong?" Giotto asks.
"There's nothing fun to do here!" the pink one says.
"You would like Knuckle… You both seem very active," Giotto says sweat dropping.
"Hmm?" she say pondering for a second.
"He means the priest…" the fanged one says, reading a book with her gloved hand, standing in the middle of the room.
"You can sit if you want," Giotto says wondering why she's just standing in the middle of the room like that.
"It's best if I don't sit… I tend to break things that I touch… Unless I'm wearing gloves" the fanged one says with melancholy.
"Ah, the priest… But I'd much rather torture the green haired. He seems like he'd be fun to torture..." the pink one muses to herself.
'WHAT THE F-!?' Giotto thinks to himself.
"She's always like that… It's best just to ignore her… And keep her away from people…" the fanged one says.
"May I ask what you do wanted to tell me?"
"Just making sure you realized that you had the right one…" They both say.
"How did you know that I would realize?"
"The same way I knew that Knuckle was the priest…" the fanged one says. "Which reminds me… Keep Nadia away from Knuckle as much as you can…"
"Why?"
"She comes from a time where religion is often used as an excuse to fight… But we must not remain here any longer…" the fanged one closes her book and places it back on the shelf.
"Expect more visits from us..." they both say vanishing. The fanged one vanishes in a swirling mist of shadows, while the pink one explodes into light, leaving a pile of glitter in her wake.
"Who do they think has to clean that up?" Giotto asks the air, exasperated.
Giotto looks up when he hears a knock on the door, "Coming."
G had knocked on the door to Giotto's office. When he didn't get a response after nine minutes, he put his ear to the door. Sometimes, Giotto would sneak out of his office, locking the door so no one could get in and check.
'But since Cozart's still around, I doubt he went anywhere outside.'
"Nice to finally meet you two."
"Meet you two?" G whispered to himself. He kept his ear pressed to the door, waiting for a response. He didn't hear one.
"You're free to read any books…" G couldn't hear what Giotto said after that.
G backs away from the door after not hearing a response again. "I think I need to get the priest. Elena can take care of Nadia, right? Hopefully, Daemon keeps away from the girl." G said as he walked down the hall to find the priest.
"Something wrong, G?' a voice asked. G looked up to see Asari.
"I think something's wrong with the boss," G said. Asari looked worried about that statement.
"What's wrong with the boss?" Asari said.
"He's talking to himself," G started.
"Everyone does that once in a while," Asari said somewhat relieved.
"Yes, but he thinks that someone is answering back," G said turning pale.
"Oh…" Asari finally understood why G was worried about Giotto this time.
"I'm going to go find the priest," G said walking away.
"I'll try to check on Giotto," Asari said, heading for Giotto's office. When he arrived, he didn't knock. But instead put his ear to the door.
"May I ask …" Whatever Giotto was saying got cut off.
"Hmmm.." Asari put his hand to his chin, thinking of something that could explain the fact that, not only was Giotto talking to himself, but that he seemed to be getting cut off. Asari looked up when he heard two figures running towards him, he readied his hand on the tsuka. He looked down the hall to see G arriving with Knuckle. He sees Lampo and Alaude at the others' six. Asari relaxed himself.
"We heard that Giotto has gone crazy," Lampo said.
"We don't know that for sure, brat," G snapped at Lampo.
"Well, there's only one way to find out," Knuckle said as he approached the door. Knuckle knocked on the door.
"Coming," Giotto says from the other side of the door.
So next chapter, I will probably skip back to Nadia, who is asleep during this entire thing. Guess who'll appear in the next chapter! See you next time~! Bye~!