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Location: Liguria, Italy
Triora Village aka Village of Witches
Date: October 31st
Time: Morning of 6:13
Tsuna was amazed to see such an old-fashioned medieval-like village once he climbed out of the RV. He pulled his coat closer to his chest in an attempt to warm himself up while observed the village. His caramel-eyes glanced around with curious as he noted there are staff gathered and set up equipment and props in the area not too far from here. He also noticed the dark photographer is walking to one of the staff with emotionless face. He wondered what Daisy is talking about then he shifted his eyes around while walking aimlessly. His mother told him that she went to one of the cafés to get herself a coffee with Kikyo as her company.
When Tsuna saw a bench, he decided to take a seat while waiting for his mother and Kikyo to arrive back. He pushed his cold hands into his pockets while tucking his chin in his coat. His curious caramel-eyes examined his surroundings in silent until spotted on a figure who is leaning against the brick wall, with his arms cross. It's not unusual to see anyone who leans casually against the walls, however, this guy caught Tsuna's attention almost immediately because of the appearance.
This guy seemed to be in his teen, probably sixteen years old with seafoam-green hair that reached his shoulder-length with eyes-length bangs, his eyes are closed but thick black eyelashes, corners of his eyes are dark blue triangular markings, and he wears turtle-neck white shirt with a knee-length black leather trench-coat, black jeans tucked into black combat boots, and black leather gloves. He is undoubtedly a pretty boy.
Suddenly, the pretty boy opened his eyes and made eye-contact with Tsuna's eyes. His eyes are seafoam-green, just like his hair color which is very rare in humans, but the petite model thought it suited this guy. The seafoam-haired boy raised his eyebrow with a blank face at Tsuna who blushes and glanced away, shyly.
His caramel-eyes could see the seafoam-haired boy who is staring at him from the corner of his eyes. Warm pink tint appeared on his cheeks as Tsuna attempted to look around and spotted his mother who is happily chatting with Kikyo. Tsuna quickly stood on his feet, walk in hurry toward her and smiles awkwardly.
Nana's false blue eyes lit up when she saw Tsuna. "Hello, Sora-chan." She rubbed her coffee cup in her hands while Kikyo tilted his head, greeted the petite model with a warm smile. "Ready for the next part of this project?"
"Hai." Tsuna nods his head.
Kikyo glanced over Tsuna's head. "Here they come." The petite model turned around and blinked in surprise to see the seafoam-haired boy walking next to Daisy.
Daisy halted in front of them. "Fran. Sora." He introduced the models to each other blankly as he waved his hand to them.
Tsuna shyly greeted Fran. "Hello, Fran-san." 'Makes sense that he is an idol from the Varia, with his look…'
"Greetings." Fran tipped his head, boredom.
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Dietro Le Quinte
Chapter Twenty-One
"Seven Deadly Sins: Part V"
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Location: Tokyo, Japan
Guardians' Apartment
Meanwhile…
Gokudera who wears a loose red tank top with black skull on the front, dark ripped jeans, black socks, black and red bracelets wrapped around his left wrist, a leather with white skull bracelet wrapped around his right wrist, a black ring wrapped around his right index finger, and a leather necklace with red skull. He also tied half pony-tail back and glasses on as he is currently playing his electronic piano with a red headphone covered his ears. He is sitting on his bed in his private bedroom with his electronic piano on his lap, who he has been practicing nonstop on his piano for a while and have been writing new songs.
The silver-haired punk hummed softly as he continues to play the few keys then paused. He grabbed a notebook from his side along with a pencil. He added a few notes before he erases a couple then re-read his musical notes. 'In the time of difficulty, the time when you're about to lose… The clashing strength…' he mentally sings the lyrics in his mind along with the musical notes he is creating.
Then he felt a vibrate from his smartphone in his pocket. He set his notebook down, grabbed his phone and lifted it up with curious. It's a group message from Guardians' manager who informed them that their interview will start in a couple of hours. Gokudera sighed uninterested as he replied that he understood to the manager then left the texting app.
His sharp emerald eyes stared at his home screen picture on his smartphone. His heart squeezes when he hungrily examined the beautiful woman with long, wavy silver hair, warm eyes, fair skin, and dressed in a beautiful red gown as she was sitting on a fancy piano bench while playing the piano. He shut the screen off and dropped it at his side on his bed.
Gokudera took off his headphones and gently pushed his electronic piano away from him. He took off his glasses and rubbed his tired face with his hand as his shoulders slumped. 'I haven't visited your grave in a while, mother. There's so much to talk about it… a lot has happened…' he mused while he climbed out of his bed, walked to his wardrobe as he rolled his shoulders in an attempt to get rid of kinks from his back. 'I think you'll like Tenth…' a sad smile appeared on his face while he opened the wardrobe door and grabbed a leather black jacket from the hanger. "…she kind of reminds me of you, mother." He whispered softly, as his eyes soften at the thought of what it would be like if Sora and his mother meet in person.
The silver-haired idol shook his head and reached his hair, took out a rubber band and brush through his hair with his long fingers. From the corner of his eyes, he could see the dark grey clouds in the distance, and he knew there will be a storm coming soon. He hummed and turned his attention away to himself to prepare to leave once the manager arrives.
Unaware, across the apartment of another tall building. A black camera through the dark window is facing Gokudera's bedroom with sounds of shutter heard. A figure behind the camera released a chuckled eerily.
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Location: Liguria, Italy
Triora Village aka Village of Witches
Date: October 31st
Time: Morning of 6:29
Kikyo explained the story once again for Daisy who doesn't want to talk sense, he doesn't like to talk. However, the teal-haired man doesn't mind one bit. "Today theme is 'Avidita' which means Greed. The tale is called, 'Magia Golosa' which means Greedy Magic. It's a rather mischievous tale, a popular story among teenagers and young adults. It's about a little witch and a handsome warlock who has been rivals for many centuries. They both grew up, threw prank on each other, always attempt to beat each other's games, both cruel and/or harmless magic. It doesn't matter if they get injury nor in any danger, they both never give up. However, during that time, they grew to attract to each other to the point, it became a dangerous game. Both witch and warlock are greedy when it comes to powerful magic, and who will submit to one another."
"So… what happened in the end?" Nana asked with curious and interested.
The teal-haired man half-grinned at the tiny manager. "…little witch almost did submit to the warlock however, she resistance him in a teasing manner. And the warlock resigned himself to her in the end." Nana giggled softly to herself. She likes this story as it seems to be a very playful tale.
Daisy turned to Fran and Tsuna who is reading over the manuscript in their hands. "Get ready." He blurted and walked away calmly.
Tsuna handed his manuscript to his mother and followed his Make-Up Artist. Nana quickly overlooks the script and hummed. "It seems this time it'll be fun and playful for Sora-chan." She chirped happily.
Kyoko glanced at the papers. "So, it seems. Sora-darling has been working hard." He said with a proud smile on his face.
"Hai…" Nana agreed with the photographer. Then her fake blue eyes glanced over to Fran who climbed inside of the RV with a different Mark-Up Artist. "Fran is a quiet person?" she asked with confusion.
The teal-haired man shoves his hands into his pockets. "Fran is a very calm person; however, he is always honest and straightforward. He's an interesting character." He said with a soft smile, he has worked with Varia before and knew each of the members from the famous or infamous group, depends on the people.
"Where's he from? His accent is a bit different." The brunette manager asked as her eyes glanced up at the man next to her.
"Born and raised in a small town somewhere in France." Kyoko answered with a fact.
Nana hummed with interested as she nodded her head. 'I see… France… it would be amazing to visit there one day. I bet it's beautiful!' she mused with a daydreaming smile on her face.
After about thirty minutes or so, Fran walked out of the RV in his costume which caught others' attention and interested. "Oh wow!" Nana claimed in surprised to see how Fran looks. "He looks very handsome!" Kyoko agreed.
Fran wears an indigo tank top, a black trench ankle-length coat with a hood, the trench coat is covered with colorful stitches and patches, black leather pants tucked into black knee-length boots, his seafoam hair is tied half pony-tail, indigo belt with silver spikes, indigo fingerless leather gloves with belts attached around his wrists, black choker with an indigo skull on the middle, and a dark wooden staff with indigo gemstone on top.
And soon, Tsuna climbed out of the RV. He wears a short sleeves black floor-length dress with a cut-up side on his left that reached to his mid-thigh, and indigo corset with black laces on the back, indigo thigh socks, black Lita boots, dark brown thick belt with a pouch on the side with a white skull attached, a indigo and black corsage wrapped around his left wrist, black painted fingernails, and indigo choker. Plus, his waist-length hair is loose and wavy with temporarily streaks of indigo colors, and a black witch top-hat with the indigo brand around and a ribbon on the side, and a fake skeleton hand attached on the top of the hat with fingers on the edges. He looks very cute for a little witch.
When Fran and Tsuna walked side by side toward the photographer who is waiting. Tsuna noticed Fran is staring at him as red blushes appeared on his cheeks. "W-what is it, Fran-san?"
"You're very short." Fran blurted which made Tsuna halt in surprised. The seafoam-haired idol tilted his head at Tsuna with interested in his eyes. "…what elementary school do you go to?"
Tsuna twitched. "U-umm, excuse me. I'm fifteen." He grumbled softly.
Fran stared blankly. "Oh really." His tone doesn't even have any hint of emotion. "I apologize." He doesn't sound apologetic to Tsuna who sweatdropped at him.
Studio: Vongola Entertainment
Production: Seven Deadly Sins
Theme: Avidita [GREED]
Director: Daisy of Millefiore
Camera Angle: F&S [Fran & Sora]
Date: Oct. 31st Scene: 1I Take: 01
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[Scene: 1I
Take: 04]
"…action!"
In the middle of the village, on the empty long brick floor along with medieval-like building surrounding the little witch and warlock who are facing each other. Sora eyeing at the warlock with a cheeky smile on her face as her hands are placed on her hips. Front of her, about five feet away from her is Fran who leans against his staff with a blank face.
After a heartbeat or two, Sora lifted her foot back and tilted her shoulder back. As if she is prepared to run while Fran narrowed his eyes at her. His hand tightens onto his staff than before they both knew, Fran swing his staff at the little model who skips away happily. Sora giggled as she sticks her tongue out playfully at Fran.
Fran raised his eyebrows at her with a calm smile. He took a step forward and Sora skips back once again. She continues to dodge and dances away from Fran's hands and his staff. A playful cat and mouse game between the little witch and warlock.
"And cut!
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[Scene: 2I
Take: 19]
"…action!"
Fran held onto his staff that is placed behind Sora who is dangerously close to him. The petite model leaned back against Fran's staff while her right index finger lightly touches his chest. Her caramel-eyes are filled with twinkles as she stares at Fran's interested seafoam-eyes.
Slowly, Sora uses her right index and middle fingers to dances upward until it reaches to Fran's neck. When she gently grabbed Fran's back of his neck then pulled him toward her direction. The petite model tiptoe and very lightly nipped Fran's jawline.
Fran closed his eyes as he dropped the staff and almost grab her, however, Sora sneakily twirl away from him and back away with playful eyes. The seafoam-eyes snapped open and raised his eyebrows at her. Sora just shrugged her shoulders and turned around, away from him. Fran shoves his hand into his pocket and sighed, almost resigned.
"And cut!"
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[Scene: 3I
Take: 07]
"…action!"
Sora glanced at the staff in her hands then slowly shifted her caramel-eyes down at Fran who is bend down his knee in front of her. The petite model hummed with interested as she flicks her witch hat up to see her face clearly.
She pokes Fran's head who has bowed his head, submitted to her. The seafoam-haired idol lifted his head up with a blank face. Sora stared at his emotionless eyes until a mischievous smile appeared on her face. The little witch held out her open palm to her, waiting for him to accept her hand. Fran glanced at the palm and at her bright happy face.
Fran closed his eyes for a few seconds then a small smirk appeared on his face. He grabbed her hand as he opened his eyes. Sora gently pulled him up to his feet and they both stare at each other. Fran reached for her hat, took off while his other hand cupped side of her face. He leaned down to her as Sora slowly closed her eyes.
Before they got very close, a hat covered their faces in front of the camera.
"And cut!"
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Location: Cremona, Italy
Meanwhile…
Reborn is currently sitting on a black folding chair with his legs cross. His onyx eyes are busy reading on his smartphone as he is taking a break from the shooting film. He ignores the noises and chatter from staff and fans outside of the block fence in the distance.
The handsome man smirked sharply with interested and curious. He received the email from his sources that alerted him and others about keeping eyes out for the UR-Blood type, especially Sora. 'How intriguing. To think he also has the rare blood type as well? Tsunayoshi, you keep getting more and more fascinating.' He mused after he finished read the personal email and erased it after he memorized the information.
"Reborn! The break is almost over!" Reborn glanced up when he heard someone shouted out to him in the Italian language. The fedora man tipped his head as he got the message and slipped his smartphone in his inner pocket inside of his jacket. He pushed himself up, onto his feet and adjusted his sleeves properly.
Reborn halted as his eyes narrowed sharply when it turned to the corner in the distance. He frowned with cautious while staring at the building in the distance quietly.
"Reborn!" he heard the director calling his name. Reborn clicked his tongue and turned to the director. He held up his hand, alerted the director that he's coming. Then he turned his attention back to the distance at the building that caught his eyes.
However, it's only building and he frowns deeply in suspicious. Reborn hummed, then turned around and walked to the director who is waiting by the movie set.
In the distance, at the building where Reborn was looking at. On the rooftop, a black camera was facing Reborn with sounds of shutter heard. A figure behind the camera sighed in relief when it saw that a man with fedora hat turned his head away and focus on his career. "I can't believe he asked me to do this. Reborn is scary…" the figure shuddered in fear.
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Location: Liguria, Italy
Triora Village aka Village of Witches
Date: October 31st
Time: Evening of 7:54
G huffed slightly as he placed the equipment inside the bag properly. After he finished it, he zipped up the bag from the ground and stood on his feet as he picked up a bag of equipment. He slipped the strap over his shoulder and turned around but jumped in surprised to see the petite model who is staring at him from a few feet away.
"Hello…" the tiny model speaks up shyly yet curious in his caramel-eyes.
G tipped his head in greeting as he made sure his hat covered his eyes. "Greeting, Sora-san." He said, professionally. "May I help you?"
Tsuna just stares at G then shook his head. "No, I-I just… umm…" before he could say something to the pale-red haired man.
"Sora-chan!" Tsuna turned his head over his shoulder and saw Nana waving at him next to the RV. "We need to leave right now." She reminded him.
Tsuna turned his head back to G. "N-nevermind. So-sorry." He bowed politely with a shy smile. Then he turned around and lightly jogged toward to his mother/manager to the RV.
G watched the model climbed inside the RV along with the manager and the door shut. His shoulders slumped in relief. 'It seems like her intuition is pushing her to become confident. I'm seriously going to be more careful around her. Damn Giotto's blood.' He mused, annoyed yet impressed.
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[Omake: Sora/Tsuna Bloopers in Seven Deadly Sins]
Yes: 7
No: 0