„Speaking"

„Thoughts"

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Chapter 6.

G. was still livid the next morning. He already had a small backpack with clothes, food and his saved money. How dare these Assholes at the Orphanage hit, no beat his friend?! Giotto was the kindness person he knew and they just met a few weeks ago!

It was now early noon and he was just getting ready to leave when the Old hag saw him. He cussed inwardly. She always had such a bad timing.

"Where do you think you are going, Brat?" She inquired with a scowl as she saw his backpack. She smiled amused and then began giggling. G. only frowned at her. "Is she finally going crazy?" G. thought dryly.

"Hahaha! You want to run away? Then do! I bet you will be crawling back in 2 days!" She managed to say between her giggles. G. only glared at her and stormed out of the door.

"I will see you in hell, Old Hag!" These were the last words he said to her.

The wind brushed G.´s hair out of his face. It was refreshing in days like these. It cooled him down. He looked around and began walking towards the spot where they usually met. Only to stop when he got there.

He totally forgot to tell Giotto a time when to meet! G. sighed loudly in annoyance as he sat down. Now he had to wait.

"It was kind of my fault, so I can´t blame him." G. grumbled as he gazed up at the sky. It kind of reminded him a bit of Giotto. Maybe it was the color?

With Giotto.

He was trying to sneak out, but could feel a gaze on his back. It really creeped him out. He knew who was staring at him, or a better word for it was stalking. He already packed everything he found important into a small bag. Now the only thing he had to do was get away.

He had to make a decision now. Who knew if G. would wait for him all day?

Run! Maybe if you are fast enough you will get away!

Giotto gulped. His intuition always helped him, so why not try? He took a deep breath and started running. It didn´t matter that it was extremely hot right now and that his breath was getting shorter with every step he took. He had a goal and he would get to it!

Someone was following him. He felt it, but this time Giotto had the advantage. He knew his way around town better than most kids who lived there. Sprinting around corners and into Alleyways. Soon, he was certain he had lost his pursuer.

Feeling a bit overheated, Giotto leaned against a wall to catch his breath. He had done it. He grinned. He felt so proud right now! G. wouldn´t mind if he rested for a few minutes right?

With G.

It had been 20 minutes since he got there and he was bored out of his mind. Where was Giotto?! G. sighed for the third time in 20 minutes. He had never been patient.

Just as he was up to search for his Friend he hear footsteps. He got of the stairs and saw Giotto walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"Sorry, Did you wait long?" Giotto asked as he smiled sheepishly. G. snorted and shook his head. "No only just got here myself." He wouldn´t tell him that he almost waited half an hour for him. Who knew maybe he would feel bad? Giotto was a softy after all.

Giotto only smirked at him. "Liar~!" He stated playfully. G. scowled at him. "How would you know?" He shot back with a growl. Giotto only shrugged his shoulders. "You could say it was…Intuition?" Giotto tried to explain the feeling with a smug smile.

G. snorted as the two began walking. He shot Giotto an amused look. "What are you a woman?" He replied with a smirk. Giotto gasped and started protesting. "I am not a girl!" He retorted with a pout.

"Could have fooled me with your big eyes and soft features." G. muttered as they dogged a few people on their way through the street. It was so annoying sometimes. Why were there so many people? Tch, now he had to make sure he wouldn´t lose Giotto in the crowd.

Giotto´s eye twitched in annoyance. That was a low blow! What could he do? He can´t just change his appearance! "At least I don´t have Pink hair." Giotto muttered darkly. G. twitched besides him and Giotto smirked. So, the stab to the hair still worked? Good to know.

"It´s Red, now give me your hand. I don´t want some Pedophile to snatch you up." G. growled out as he took Giotto´s hand into his own. Giotto blinked in confusion. He titled his head to the side and gave G. a frown. "What´s a Pedophile? And what does he/she do?" Giotto asked curiously. He knew it was a bad person, but what exactly the definition of it was he had no idea.

G. chocked as he stopped to give Giotto a look of disbelief. "…You are kidding, right?" He asked. Giotto shook his head. G. only sighed and began walking again, almost dragging Giotto with him. "It´s someone…who tries to get you to come with them. Like asking if you want to have candy or if you want to come with them for a present. Don´t go with them. They do really bad things to you." G. explained Giotto with a serious expression.

Giotto only nodded. "Bad things…like beating me up?" Giotto tried to get more information out of G. G. only seemed to get uncomfortable at the question. He sighed and ruffled Giotto´s hair. "I will tell you when you are older what exactly someone like that does to you." G. told him as they continued walking. Giotto sighed. "G., I am Eleven. You can´t be so much older than me." Giotto said dryly with a frown.

G. only smirked. "I am 13 so, I am two years older than you."

Giotto pouted and muttered things like "unfair" and "…Knew he had to be older to be so freakishly tall…" So, someone still sulked about his height problem.

"What´s the plan from now on?" Giotto finally gave up sulking and started lightly swaying their hands. Kind of weird what assurance it could give if you had someone who would hold hands with you. Not that Giotto or G. was complaining. Well, if someone had a problem, G. would just punch them in the face.

"First, we get out of this hellhole by train. Next thing we will try to start working for small jobs in other towns till we have enough money for living without difficulties. What we do after we have enough food, clothing and a roof will have to be decided when it´s time." G. informed him with a glare at a few people who bumped into them.

Giotto nodded. He started thinking. After a few minutes of silence G. feel something tugging at his hand. "Ne, G…could we maybe…start something that would help people?" Giotto´s voice was soft and hesitant, but G. heard him.

"Sure." G. answer was immediately. He still remembered how his Parent´s died. If he could do something to help people so, that they don´t have to suffer like he died he would do it.

Giotto´s eyes widen in surprise till he beamed at G. "G. is the Best!"

Nope, G. wasn´t blushing. Not one bit, Argh! Shut up!

"Yes, Yes, now could you please keep it down? We are almost at the train station." G. grumbled halfheartedly. Giotto smiled and nodded.

"Ieyasu-kun~! Where are you?!" A voice yelled and Giotto froze. He didn´t even think when he started running towards the train station at full speed, dragging G. behind him, who almost stumbled and fell flat on his face.

"O-Oi! Giotto! What´s-?!"

"Shhh! Just come, please! We have to hurry!" Giotto pleaded as he kept running. G. scoffed but speed up. They stopped when they couldn´t hear the yelling anymore. The two panted to catch their breaths.

"What the fuck was that?" G. demanded with a growl as he glared at Giotto. Giotto flinched as he looked down onto the ground. He kept muttering something.

"What was that?" G. hissed at him with annoyance. Giotto tensed up and sighed. "…I knew that that guy that man was yelling about…he was at the Orphanage I stayed at. If he found me outside, he would surely question me about him and drag me back…" Giotto lied straight through his teeth. G. blinked and his eyes soften.

"…sorry. Now, come on. We have to get going." G. grumbled as he tugged Giotto along. They brought the tickets and moved into the train. When they finally got to their seats they sat down and ate something.

Giotto felt guilt at lying to his friend, but he surely wouldn´t meet that man anymore or someone from that Orphanage, so it was better this way. He could forget that name and move on.

"…I am glad that you are here, G…." Giotto admitted with a small smile. G. snorted and nodded. "Same here."

Both of them couldn´t wait for their new lifes to start. Surely there would be hardships in the future but they had each other to rely on.