„Speaking"

„Thoughts"

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Chapter 4

After another day, Giotto was back to full health. He really enjoyed the company of G. He had a feeling the other felt the same way. They were now standing in front of the shop. Giotto wanted to pay G. back for the food, but G wouldn´t have it. He said he wouldn´t take the money, it was enough that Giotto proved his theory that Idiots do get sick. Giotto only pouted at him.

G. was leaning against the door of the shop. He felt weird and he blamed the Idiotic Blonde in front of him for that. Why couldn´t he just have picked up a rude, cold and ungrateful kid? It made it all the harder to say goodbye now.

Giotto´s eyes focused on the ground. He didn´t want to part from his first friend. The first time he felt like he could be himself without getting weird stare because of his eyes. To his Displeasure they were still Orange. He would surely get it back at the orphanage.

"…Can we meet again?" Giotto asked unsure but with a hopeful look as he looked back up to G. G. seemed to considered it. He had to options now. The first one would be telling Giotto to get lost so he could be left in peace. On the other Hand the last few days he felt happier than the last two years since his parents died.

G. sighed and nodded. A smile as bright as the sun spread across Giotto´s face as he sighed in relief. He wasn´t alone anymore!

"Tuesday afternoon, at the place where I found you. Don´t be late." G. growled as he moved back into the shop. Giotto nodded quickly and waved goodbye.

"I have a friend~!" The thought warmed Giotto to the core of his being. He didn´t care that he would get hell for not getting back to the orphanage three days ago. He just focused on the pleasant feeling for now.

Twenty minutes later.

Giotto managed to sneak into the Orphanage without getting seen. He quickly put the money he made onto the kitchen counter. He looked around to see if the caretakers were around. When he saw nobody he quietly made his way to his room. His Intuition helped him avoid a few close calls.

Just as he went to open the door a voice stopped him.

"My, My~! Iyeasu-kun~! Finally, back from your little adventure?" A deep voice purred behind him. Giotto felt a shiver run down his spine. He slowly turned around and saw a caretaker he wished would just leave him alone.

A man in his early twenties stood there. He was tall and had Black short hair. Sharp Violet eyes were looking him up and down and Giotto just wanted to take a shower. His Intuition was screaming at him to get the hell away from that man as fast as he could.

He didn´t like how his given name sounded from that man´s mouth. That man was the lone reason as to why Giotto told G. a completely new name. He just didn´t want his first friend to know a name he was disgusted with hearing.

The man smiled at him and crouched down so, he was the same level as Giotto. He reached out a hand and took hold of Giotto´s chin. His smile turned into a grin as he saw the eyes.

"Woah~! They are still that fascinating Orange! You know what would happen if the others saw that, right?" The man whispered quietly with a dark glint in his eyes. Giotto, who had tensed up pulled out of the hold and backed away. His back hit the door.

"I am sorry I was gone so long. It won´t happen again." Giotto muttered as he starred at the man with a blank face. The man hummed and Giotto almost had hope that he would get out of this situation without a scene, till he felt a sting on his cheek.

He winced in pain. The man chuckled as he stood back up. "But that wouldn´t do! I have to punish bad children, Iyeasu-kun! I can´t show any favoritism!" He said with a shake of his head, almost like he didn´t want to.

Lies! Don´t let him fool you! He doesn´t feel bad at all!

Giotto felt his insides go cold as the man pulled his head back. He had to agree with his Intuition. There was No way that sick bastard didn´t like what would come next. He felt a kick to his stomach and hissed in pain.

Hit after hit rained down on him, but he bit his lip to stop any sounds of pain from coming out. He wouldn´t give that twisted man the satisfaction of hearing him cry out in pain. He had a feeling that man would only enjoy it more if he made sounds.

After a few more kicks to his shoulder it stopped. Giotto had curled up into a ball to protect himself as good as he could. The man sighed as he stepped back.

"Now, I hope you learnt your lesson. I would hate to take more drastic measures, Iyeasu-kun. Next time something like this will happen, I will ask the others to let me take care of you for a few hours!" The man warned him cheerfully and Giotto only nodded. He didn´t know what these drastic measures would be, but his Intuition yelled at him that it wouldn´t be pleasant. That it was one of the worst things that could happen to him.

Giotto wasted no time when he heard the man walk away to reach up, open the door and drag himself inside his room. He quickly locked the door and relaxed against it. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Giotto tried not to shift to much as he already felt the bruises forming. Great, now he had to find a way to cover them before meeting G. in two days. He couldn´t show up like a bruised peach.

When he felt a sting in his eyes he blinked a few times to force back tears. The warm feeling he felt earlier was more mellow now. Tuned down from the numbness and slight fear he felt now. Giotto wasn´t easily scared of anything. That he could admit quiet proudly. But that man always made his throat close up from the cold feeling he got. The other caretakers sometimes hit him too, but he never felt fear near them.

Giotto´s half lidded eyes burnt like flames in the darkness of the room. The poor orphanage hadn´t got the money for power. The only rooms that got power were the kitchen, bathroom and the office.

The other kids would probably run away screaming from the pure determination from those Orange eyes. They were always scared of him because the caretakers said the Orange eyes were a sign that made him a demon. It didn´t matter to them that he was always kind to them. Helping them wherever he could. To these naïve, gullible children he was a demon.

"I don't want to give up just now. Not when I finally found a Friend." With that thought Giotto feel asleep in the dark room.

With G.

After he went back into the shop, he felt like a big burden was lifted of his shoulders. The thought of having a friend warming his cold heart just a bit. It was hard to hate someone so cheerful and naïve.

G. rolled his eyes as he saw the Old hag standing inside his room, hands on her hips as she scowled at him.

"What do you want?" G. grumbled as he sat down on his bed all the while shooting her suspicious glances. The woman just glared at him. She crossed her arms in front of her chest as she leaned against his desk.

"Who was that?" She asked, no demanded as she forced these words out. She couldn´t help it. She hated the brat. If it wasn´t for him her sister would still be breathing.

G. just rolled his eyes as he frowned. "What is it to you?" He retorted back, feeling oddly defensive at telling her what his relationship with Giotto was. She didn´t seem to like his answer as she narrowed her eyes at him.

"I am your guardian, so split it out. Who. Was. That?" She growled out with a sneer, rasing her hand in a threatening way. G. clenched his fists as he glared at her.

"My Friend." He hissed at her. Pure venom in his words as he eyed her hand. At that answer she seemed to flinch, her shoulder suddenly shook and then he heard…laughing?!

"Hahaha! Nice one brat! Like one is stupid enough to be your Friend! Now, what did you do to the poor kid?" She chuckled as she held her stomach. G. felt anger welling up inside of him. How dare that woman mock him?! And Giotto too! He may be Blonde and cheerful and naïve and too trusting, but he was a good kid, he was not stupid and above all he was G.´s Friend. And if G. was one thing, he was loyal.

"Listen here, ugly witch. I did nothing. Don´t you dare call him stupid!" G barked at her. "Fuck it." He thought furious. He didn´t care if she would beat him up till he needed serious medical attention. If she crossed the line one more time she was gonna pay!

At the tone of voice and the words her face darkend. She pushed herself of the desk and glared at him with all her might. She wouldn´t let a 13 year old brat talk to her like that. She grabbed him by his hair and he refused to let anything show on his face.

She shook him. "Who do you think you are? Keep this up and I will let you rot on the streets!" She roared in anger as she threw him to the ground. She huffed and stormed out of the room.

G. only cussed after her under his breath, feeling oddly satisfied at the argument. He felt like he had won. He liked annoying her to the max. It was like revenge to him. He just had to wait a bit longer. He needed a bit more money, then he could pack up and leave this hellhole.

With a smirk G. laid himself down on his bed. This time she couldn´t rip him apart from one of the things that made him happy. She couldn´t take away his Friend. He would make sure of that.