„Speaking"

„Thoughts"

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Chapter 3

G grumbled to himself as he looked around his room with a frown. It wasn´t much, but it was enough for him. The bed Giotto laid on was small, next to it was a window which was closed. An old dirty curtain which usually blocked the sun during the day. He had a small closet and a small desk with an old chair.

He walked over to the chair and sat down, trying to get comfortable. Something like a low growl came out of his throat as he knew there was no way he would get comfortable. He sighed in annoyance and accepted his circumstances. He would just have to make Giotto pay him back for the aches he will have in the morning.

Slowly G fell asleep, curled up in the chair. He somehow had a feeling he forgot something important.

"BRAT!" a feminine voice yelled from downstairs making G jump up and start cussing. "I forgot about the old bitch! And it was all Blondie´s fault!" G thought in panic and irritation as he looked at the still sleeping Blonde on his bed. That damned kid and his fascinating eyes. Who wouldn´t be amazed when eyes changed from the color of Blue to Orange?! They even stayed so till he collapsed! But G´s anger disappeared as he saw the condition of the Blonde. He still didn´t look healthy by any means, but he wasn't sweating and panting as much as before, that had to be a good sign, right?

G went for the door hurriedly to try to stop that old hag from seeing Giotto, but it seemed he had no luck. The door banged open and a beautiful woman in her mid-thirties stormed into the room. On her face was a scowl that seemed similar to G´s. She had almost the same Red eyes as G, only hers were darker in fury, they almost looked dark pink instead of G´s bright red ones.

She wore a short blue skirt that hugged her figure nicely, it matched with her tank top. Her short brown hair was messy as she stopped in her tracks. She turned to the body on the bed and raised an eyebrow.

She turned back to G with a raised eyebrow. "How in the name of hell, did you Bastard manage to get a girlfriend?" She spat in surprise and mockery. G´s eyes widen in shock till he began to understand what she implied. He glared at her with furious Red eyes. He was just Twelve for god´s sake! And he did not want some mushy relationship with anyone!

"I do not have a girlfriend, old ha-!" G hissed at her with venom, but she just smirked at him and interrupted.

"I don´t care ether way, just get back to work useless Brat! If I hear you call me old one more time I will double your usual punishment for misbehaving!" She seethed as she closed the door with way too much force.

G was still bristling like an angry cat at her words, but snapped out of it as he heard a groan from the bed. He quickly walked over to the bed and put his hand onto Giotto´s forehead. He smirked in relief. The fever definitely went down.

Giotto opened his eyes and saw G hovering over him and gave him a smile. He tried to sit up, but was pushed down by G who frowned at him.

"You stay in bed. I will get you something to eat and if I find out you left I will bring you back kicking and screaming, got it?" G threatened with a glare. Giotto only pouted but nodded. G relaxed a bit and went down the stairs into the bakery shop his aunt owned.

G saw customers already waiting in the shop. He sighed and walked into the back to make bread and such. He hated working here. He wasn´t really so good at cooking or baking, but he couldn´t refuse. The hag would make sure to beat him up if he smart mouthed her again. Well, at least he knew she wouldn´t poison him if he made the food.

So, G set to work, he could sneak up in during his break to get Giotto something to eat.

Giotto sighed bored as he gazed up at the celling. He couldn´t even do anything! He had to remember to thank the Redhead though, he felt a lot better almost as if he would be back to full strength in no time.

Giotto smiled warmly as he thought of the easy to anger Redhead. It wouldn´t hurt so much if he had one real friend, right? All the other kids at the Orphanage are scared of him even if he did help them. It made him kind of sad. Just because his eyes sometimes changed their color to Orange didn´t mean he was an evil creature from hell.

If Giotto was honest he was terrified of what would happen if they stayed Orange. What if nobody wanted to get near him?! It wasn´t his fault! It always made him shiver when he saw his reflection somewhere and they were Orange. It only got worse. They stayed Orange a bit longer with each time they turned.

Giotto was so lost in his thoughts he didn´t hear the door open and close. What made him snap out of it was the bread that was shoveled into his mouth. He chocked but swallowed as his eyes watered from the lack of air. He hit his chest and coughed. When he finally calmed down he heard chuckling.

He looked up to see G laughing at him with his own bread in his hand. He was leaning against the wall. Giotto huffed and continued to eat the offered bread.

It would be rude not to accept it, so he had no choice. It also didn´t help that he forgot the last time he ate.

G grinned at the Blonde who was sulking at him. Honestly, he hadn´t meant to laugh, but the face the Blonde made! He couldn´t stop the laughter.

"Hey, come on I didn´t mean it." G said amused as he ate his bread. To him it tasted alright. Nothing fancy, but still eatable. Giotto muttered something to himself, but shook his head and looked up.

"Still Orange I see…" G noticed as he listened to the Blonde. "I want to thank you! You didn´t have to pick me up and help me! You even feed me, so thank you G!" Giotto smiled softly at the Redhead who blushed in embarrassment.

What? Nobody had thanked him usually! Hell, he was sure nobody talked to him with the exception of the customers who had to! It was a completely normal reaction!

"T-Tch! Don´t thank me! I just thought your body on the ground looked pathetic! Not to mention the bread isn´t even that good…I would know I made it after all!" G grumbled as he turned his head away. Why couldn´t his cheeks cool down? Had he caught the fever?

Giotto´s eyes widen at the Information he got. G made it? For him? He couldn´t have tried to resist the wide smile that spread across his lips even if he wanted to. He just felt so happy and giddy all of a sudden!

"What are you saying?! The bread tastes fantastic!" Giotto exclaimed happily. G´s head snapped back in surprise. His eye twitched.

"Why is he smiling like a brainless Idiot?" G thought as he sweat dropped. It freaked him out a bit. "What nonsense are you sprouting? Are you delirious again? I made it, I know it tastes like crap!" G protested as he finished his bread. It made him wonder why some people even bought the shit.

Giotto only smiled wider if that´s possible. He looked G straight in the eyes. "It´s because you made it, it tastes good to me!" Giotto admitted without shame. The first time someone was truly helping him out of kindness, he wanted to at least let his friend know that he appreciated it.

G chocked on his spit as he heard that. Seriously, who said such mushy shit with a straight face?

He ignored the warmth he felt at the words. Nobody had been so nice to him since his parent´s death. It felt nice.

Just as G opened his mouth to retort a voice stopped him.

"BRAT!"

G growled in annoyance as he shoved his hands into his pockets and opened the door.

"Try to sleep and stop saying such cheesy things Giotto!" G muttered as he closed the door with a last scowl at him and went down.

Giotto only blinked. Cheesy things? He only said the truth. "Maybe he´s shy?" Giotto wondered out loud but then began giggling. G and shy? No way. He leaned back feeling satisfied at finally eating something and tried to sleep. G did his best to help him so, he would do what he said…for now anyways.