Meeting Giotto

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Tsuna- 8 years old
G & Giotto- 9 years old
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A young boy about 9 years of age with messy blond hair was walking around town eating a small strawberry cake. The boy was named Giotto; who was the lone wolf of all the boys his age. He had no friends though he always wanted friends.

But he was afraid of talking to people, what if they don't like him? His parents died when he was four so many people don't like him.

He continued to enjoy the peace of the city until he sensed something, turning around, he saw a girl, being chased by dangerous men. He had a strange feeling that the girl was innocent and the men were the ones at fault. He wanted to help the girl, NOW.

And so he did. When the girl tripped, he immediately went over. She then shut her eyes tight, preparing herself for pain from the beating she was going to get, but she felt none. She looked up and saw a boy just about a year older than her, beating up the men.

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HE WAS BEATING UP THE MEN. oh my god.

As soon as he was done, he picked up the cake which he had left on the ground and walked over to where she was. Tsuna was scared; she was all alone this time, no Taneshi, no Ryoko, no guardians to protect her. Tears formed in her large eyes as she started trying to get back far as she could.

Giotto raised a golden eyebrow as he extended his hand. Tsuna stayed there frozen. Seeing as she wouldn't respond, Giotto concluded she was scared, it wasn't hard to notice.

"P-please d-don't h-hurt me." Tsuna managed to say. 'Hurt? Where in the world did you get that idea?' Giotto thought as he shook his head. He bent down so he could get a clear view of her face. His sky blue eyes widened when he saw her face, she had fair flawless skin and warm carmel eyes 'so cute!' Giotto thought as he smiled brightly and took the strawberry from his cake and inserted it into Tsuna's half open mouth.

Tsuna blushed and chewed slowly. Suddenly all her fear was gone.

They both stood up and Giotto said "I'm Giotto, what's your name?"

"My name is—uh...my guardian said not to mention my name to strangers" Tsuna scratched her cheek with her finger in embarrassment "but you can call me Hime!" She smiled like the sky she was, it was Giotto's turn to blush. Tsuna noticed the cake he was holding and gasped "you fed me the strawberry!" She exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand. "It's no big deal; I can buy another one..." Giotto said, hoping she wouldn't cry; after all, he just managed to stop her crying.

"That won't do! I'll buy you another cake!" She declared "it's the least I could do for saving me!" She said "I think there's a bakery nearby! Let's go!" She took Giotto by the hand and dragged him to the nearest cake shop.

The day went smoothly with cakes and a walk around the park when Tsuna found out about Giotto not having friends; she taught him how to make good friends him, telling Giotto to make friends with him, he'll be the first step, don't ask why; her intuition told her to. But before she sent him to make a friend, she got up to Giotto's height and gave him a small peck on the lips and ran off. Giotto was about to run after her but his intuition told him not to, so he just stood there watching her disappear.

"Don't worry!" She called out while running "I'll find you someday!" She continued, sounding more like a prince calling out to his princess rather than the princess herself. And then she was gone.

Giotto turned around and was glad the red haired boy was still there. He walked over to the bench he was sitting on and sat beside him, like 'Hime', he also had a scared expression when Giotto interacted with him. Thankfully knowing what to do, he smiled and introduced himself "um...hey, my name's Giotto and I noticed you were alone, what's your name?" Giotto put into action what Tsuna or 'Hime' taught him. Then he spoke in a voice that sounded like it hadn't been used in a long time.

" my name is Gabriel, but call me G, nice to meet you Giotto" the redhead—now identified as G said. They got to know each other, and Giotto gained two friends that day, his princess, and his best friend Gabriel—G, at least that's what G told him to call him.

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