I was debating on whether or not to do a Valentines day special but decided that you guys deserve it. so here you go! the most i've written so far.
ENJOY
~Valentines Day Special~
Feeling sleepy, I sat up in my bed to send a frosty glare at the intruder who dared to interrupt my rest.
"What" I mumbled out patting down my bed head.
"~guess what day it is? ~" Bianchi said twirling around like an idiot.
"Tuesday?" I said thoughtfully.
"No silly! You got it all wrong! It's Friday, February the 14th!"
Damn, not even close.
"Okay..." I said still not getting it.
"It's Valentine's day!" she exclaimed, seeming exasperated that I didn't show any sort of interest.
"Oh, okay, so what?" I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to clean up. As if she'd let me go back to sleep.
"What do you mean 'so what?' It's Valentines! The day of love and romance!" she said with hearts floating in the background with clasped hands. "Isn't it so romantic?"
"Bianchi, I'm three, I have no need for romance, but chocolate on the other hand..." I said dreamily.
"le gasp! No need for romance!? How could you Hayato! To betray me like this!" Bianchi wept exaggerated anime tears and ran away screaming about the wonders of love and how she didn't have a sister anymore.
I sweat dropped.
Wait until she meets Reborn.
Leaving my room in a red and white stripped hoodie with cat ears, I trailed the long sleeves on the floor behind me.
Hey, if I'm going to be a kid, I should at least look effing cute. Following the smell of freshly made caramel, I literally floated along towards the dining room. Ignoring everyone's morning greetings, I eagerly climbed into my seat (and yes I actually had to climb, I'm still really tiny) and attacked the vanilla chip, caramel drizzled waffles that were carefully shaped into a heart.
"Thanks Bernardo." I said while spearing my breakfast with a fork.
"Of course principessa!"
"Ne... where's Art?" I asked glancing around the dinner table.
"hehe, Mr. Arturo went out on a date." A passing maid said.
I froze.
A date?
And that bastard didn't tell me?
Unconsciously scowling, I jabbed my half eaten waffles with more force than necessary. Everyone glanced at each other, some amused, others terrified.
Finishing up my breakfast, I started hatching a plan.
"Hey, Bianchi..."
"Yes, Hayato?" she said absentmindedly.
"Do you think you can help me out with something?" I said nonchalantly, waving my hand in a dismissive manner.
No one was fooled.
"Hehe, does this 'help' have anything to do with Arturo's date?" she said slyly.
"Yes."
Everyone sweat dropped at my bluntness and Vittorio sighed.
"Try not to kill the poor girl Hayato." He said while rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"~no promises! ~" I sang while skipping towards the weapon room.
After arguing with another family member about which poison better incapacitated the victim, I found Bianchi and she gave me the information I needed and headed towards town.
Apparently Arturo had brought his date to a local cafe for some brunch, according to Bianchi's information.
Bitch looked like a hoe.
With overdone makeup and slightly smeared lipstick, she looked as air headed as humanely possible. Her tight skimpy outfit left nothing to the imagination and the way she leaned forward to expose her cleavage almost had me running over to stick a knife through her throat.
Arturo had bad luck with women.
Always picking the worst ones and it was my job to weed out the future prostitutes. Arturo was like my brother and hell am I going to let him catch an STD from some street rat.
No way.
Popping the pill I had swiped from my personal safe in the weapons room, I felt my body get heavier and a light mist surrounded me, before disappearing. The pill was a sort of disguise and cast a rather weak illusion on the user and created an image that suited the tastes of the user, it was a hell lot amount of money.
Changing into a tall attractive looking male, I stepped out of the mist as a young man with warm orangey caramel eyes and shaggy crimson hair, basing my look on a very hot guy I had seen on a passing magazine stand. With sun kissed skin, I dressed in a long sleeved black v neck and dark green jeans.
God I looked hot.
Smirking, I sauntered over to the cafe and selected a table near theirs. Countless eyes followed me and eyed the empty seat next to with vigor.
Whoa there, keep your pants on. I'm three years old (well, physically at least).
Seeing Arturo's "date" glance discreetly at me, I smirked. Sending her into a fit of giggles and made her blush like mad. I held up my hand to order and immediately a nervous looking waitress appeared who was trying her best to defend from the venomous glares that were being sent her way.
"U-Um, what would you like to order?" she asked shyly. Ordering a random item from the menu, I flashed her a smile as thanks that made her blush a tomato red (lol I was going to type potato red)
Wow, being in a world of anime made reactions that much more extreme. Ryohei reference.
By now, the stupid wench wasn't even pretending to listen to Arturo anymore and was belatedly ogling me. Arturo, being the mafia man that he is, looked very miffed and tried to send an intimidating look my way. I played my role perfectly and sent a confused questioning one in return, tilting my head to the side.
Several squeals could be heard from the background.
Geez.
His glare only amplified.
I ignored him and his tramp of a date and continued to eat my dessert. Yummy!
As I felt myself float into chocolate land, a very rude woman stopped at my table and cleared her throat.
"Do you mind if I sit here?" she asked in a velvety voice.
Pissed that she interrupted my sugar induced high, I quickly said,
"There are plenty of tables elsewhere." Turning around, but instead of seeing the nearly empty cafe from before, it was full of bustling teenagers and young women who were all eyeing my predatorily.
I swallowed nervously; this was actually getting kind of scary.
"... never mind, sorry, of course you can." I said politely motioning to the chair. I couldn't exactly leave and she didn't look like she would try to outright rape me. Unlike some of the ladies in the room.
I was starting to regret my choice of disguise.
Well, lesson learned.
Ignoring the furious females with ease, I turned to observe her. Dressed in a conservative blouse and knee length skirt, she had a sweet heart shaped face and baby blue eyes. Her blonde hair completed the innocent angel like appearance.
"My names Angela." She said introducing herself, wow, what are the chances.
"Leo" I said, plucking a random name out of nowhere.
"Short for-?"
"Leonardo" I said in a suave Italian voice. Jashin, I've always wanted to introduce myself like that.
We chatted and I realized with a little respect that she was not interested in me and had similar tastes in literature. It's been so long since I've been able to drop my act as a child and relax.
Alright, I decided.
She's going to be Arturo's girlfriend.
Nodding my head, I pointed her attention to the frustrated brunette and made a "what do you think" face. Flushing a little, she said,
"You mean Mr. Sunglasses? ...He's attractive."
"Mr. Sunglasses? Do you know him?"
Blushing crazily now, she held her hands to her face embarrassed.
"...I see him around alot.. and uh..." she sputtered out nervously.
Oh? Looks like someone's got a crush.
Well, that makes things easier.
Mentally cackling, I slyly leaned in and said,
"What do you say we join them?"
The tramp perked up at this statement and Arturo looked like he could start growling at any moment.
"O-Okay, if that okay with them." Angela looked over at them. And Arturo, being the gentleman that he is, allowed a tight but polite smile to appear and gave a slight nod. The disappointment to humanity squealed and clapped her hands together in delight.
"Kya! What a good idea!" she said dragging our tables together, and positioning herself next to me.
Got to give her credit, bitch works fast.
As I desperately tried to ignore her, I saw Angela and Arturo start a conversation. Aw, even their names sounded good together! An hour or two had passed and Angela looked like she was going to pass out from excitement, and Arturo was in a similar state. From what I could hear, they were talking animatedly about guns.
"And how do you feel about the-"
"Yes! I love that model! Did you happen to try the-"
And so on.
The former date was forgotten and she looked like she did not like the amount of attention that Angela was getting. Sliding over to Arturo, she clung to his arm and tried to get his attention. Not even noticing the new weight, he continued to pay rapt attention to Angela.
The stupid slut huffed in anger and stood in front of Arturo, cutting off his view of the blond beauty across from him.
Annoyed now, Arturo said,
"Oh, you're still here? Could you move? I'm trying to talk to Angela here." I tried my best not to laugh, but alas, it was not enough. I fell out of my chair in a roar of laughter and finally settled for a few snickers.
Embarrassed and furious, the woman spun around and went to slap Angela. I quickly stood but stopped because I wasn't needed. A cold aura surrounded Arturo and he glared behind his sunglasses at her.
"Excuse me, I said to move, I will not ask again." He said in a deadly calm voice that did nothing to disguise his poorly hidden disgust. Flinching harshly, she turned and ran away, stumbling with fear.
Doing a 180 turn in mood, he faced Angela and asked in a concerned voice.
"Are you okay? She didn't hurt you did she?" while clasping her hands in his. Blushing furiously, she nodded and continued to reassure him that she was okay.
POOF!
Opps, I guess the pill wore off.
"Hayato!?" Arturo exclaimed, "What on earth are you doing here?" How did you turn into a guy?"
"Leonardo?" Angela said looking confused.
"Hiya!" I waved up at her.
Amused and impressed, she said "I take it your real name is Hayato, and you're not a university student."
"Yep! Sorry for lying to you, I was on a mission!" I said in a mock whisper, partially covering my mouth with my hand.
Not fooled by my childish act at all, she picked me up.
"Oh? And what was that?"
"To get Art a girlfriend!" I said fist pumping the air.
"Well I hate to tell you Hayato, but you failed. My date just ran away." He said wryly. "And there's no way I'm seeing her again."
"No! I never fail stupid!" I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Her!" I pointed to Angela.
As they realised what I was implying, they simultaneously flushed red and looked away from each other.
"U-Uh well- Angela," he said scratching the back of his neck.
"Yes?"
"W-Would you, would you uh..."
Oh spit it out!
"Would you like to go to dinner with me tonight!" he said loudly.
"Yes, I'd like that Arturo." She said with a shy smile.
Arturo grinned like a fool.
"MISSION COMPLETE!" I yelled striking a victorious pose.
Laughing, Arturo said goodbye to Angela and promised to pick her up later and proceeded to take me home.
"What were you even doing here anyways Hayato?" he asked headed toward the car with me in his arms. Snuggling into his chest, I sighed.
"Keeping you safe."
"Safe?" he arched his eyebrow amused.
"Yes, safe." I said yawning.
"And what were you protecting me from?"
"Heartbreak"
"Oh? And how can you protect me from heartbreak?" Arturo asked curiously.
"By finding you the perfect girl."
Flushing, he looked toward the direction where Angela had disappeared.
"Yes... perfect."
-In the car-
"Hey Hayato, how did you disguise yourself like that?" Arturo asked keeping his eyes on the road.
"Cause I'm a top magician." I said sleepily.
"A magician?"
"Ushishishishi, because I'm a prince."
"Don't you mean princess, Hayato?"
"No, now shut up trash."
lol anybody get the references? and for those who didnt get my terminator joke from my last chapter should be very ashamed. jokes, kidding, love you all!
