"So, where are we going today?" I asked, leaning back into the rich material that made up the interior of the car. Romario was in the front driving, with Dino riding shotgun. Yamamoto sat next to me and Lovino and Antonio sat in the very back of the seven seater.

"I thought for today, it'd be nice to just walk around town and visit some of my favourite shops. There's also a photo shoot for some famous boy band taking place in the plaza, so we can pop in to check that out if you'd like," Dino replied.

"Sounds interesting! Can visit a gelato shop first? Gokudera was bragging about how much better ice cream in Italy tasted," Yamamoto said.

"That sounds like a great idea. Lovino, Antonio, are you coming with us, or do you plan to do your own thing?"

"We'll be staying with you for the first half of the day," Lovino replied.

"After lunch, we have a meeting with one of Lovino's father's friends," Antonio explained.

"What did they say?" Yamamoto asked me.

"Dino asked what their plans were for the day and they said they'll be with us until lunch," I murmured back.

"Oh, thanks. Man, it sucks being the only one who doesn't know Italian. When did you learn how to speak it anyway?"

"I took some online classes a year ago," I shrugged. "Apparently I have a knack for new languages." Well, I wasn't lying, exactly. Although the online classes were something the school made us take for a completely different subject. And I did have a 'knack'.

"We're here," Romario announced. I climbed out of the car and stood for a while, waiting for everyone else and looking around at the buildings. The area had a certain feel to it that was different from back in Japan, although how it was different was something I couldn't quite describe.

"Yamamoto wants to visit the gelato shop first," Dino informed Lovino and Antonio. "Is that alright with you two?"

Lovino shrugged in a 'whatever' kind of way and Antonio cheered at the idea of ice cream.

The interior of the gelato shop was brightly coloured, with posters showing off the different sweet treats that were available and rainbow stripes running down the white tiled walls. Romario ordered our desserts, and after a few short minutes, they were ready and we walked out of the shop, cones in our hands.

"So, what do you two want to do now?" Dino asked.

Yamamoto shrugged cheerfully and I tapped my bottom lip in thought. I remembered what he said earlier.

"I've always wanted to see what a photoshoot looks like. Can we go check it out?"

"Sure. Romario, where was it taking place again?"

"If my memory serves me right, it should be held near the fountain."

We walked until we reached the plaza and saw a small crowd, mainly consisting of teenage girls.

"This must be the place then," I commented. Leaving the others behind, I tapped the shoulder of a girl with particularly long black hair and asked, "What's all the fuss about?"

"The band 'Lucky Break' is having a photoshoot right now! I've been a fan ever since they started, and they just released their newest album!" she told me giddily. "Wait, do you not know who they are?"

"Well, no, but-"

She gasped, as if I had just committed the worst crime imaginable - which I may very well have in her eyes. She grabbed my arm and pulled me along with her to the front of the crowd, right up to the tape preventing Lucky Break's fans from spilling into the photo shoot area. She began pointing out the member's of the six-member band and giving me a brief overview on each of them.

According to her, the one having individual photos taken right now was the youngest member of the band, a 16-year-old with wild indigo hair named Indaco.

"Indaco?" I asked, squinting at the teenager who was currently grinning goofily at the camera. There was just something about him... "Is that his real name, or...?"

The girl laughed. "Of course not. That's just his stage name. His real name is-"

She was drowned out by the shouts of the fans around us. We looked back to see what was so exciting. The photographer had finished with Indaco and he was currently headed to our stretch of the tape. The black haired girl - whose name I still didn't know, I realised - gasped and rummaged around in her bag, coming up with a battered notebook and a dark purple sharpie.

"I have got to get his autograph this time around."

There was a scarily determined glint in her eye which I approved of. She stuck her hands over the tape and eventually Indaco made his way over to us. He smiled as he took the notebook and sharpie from the thrilled girl's hands.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"I-it's Claudia," she managed to get out, literally shaking in excitement.

Indaco wrote 'Thanks for supporting us. Claudia! - Indaco' on a blank page and placed the notebook and sharpie back into her trembling hands. She stared down at them, as if she couldn't quite believe what she was seeing.

"Oh my god," she whispered fervently. "Oh my god. I've finally managed to get all of their autographs. I can die happy now."

I laughed at her dramatics and patted her back. Indaco chuckled as well and made to move onto the next fan, when he suddenly froze staring at... me?

I tilted my head to the side and squinted back. There really was something strangely familiar about him, although I was sure I'd never seen his face before. Then it struck me.

hey, remember the good ol' days where I'd update daily? yeah, I miss them too. to my readers, i have a question. other than seeing it on the fandom pages, how do you find this fic? i mean i get like at least one new follower a day and i honestly have no idea how you people find this.

i'm glad you all seemed to like the hand kissing scene last chapter.

Not-Gonna-Update: nah, they're just normal mafia dudes because this writer's too lazy to come up with more ocs

Guest(1): ...okay? like, is this supposed to be a hate message? because that's... very vague... i can't even cheer about receiving my first flame because i'm honestly not even sure.

Guest(2): usually, this is the time i go '*wink wonk* she doesn't have one', but now, all in good time, my friend, all in good time.

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