We Fell in Love in October [Bruno Bucciarati x reader]

Magic trick for Narancia

The last chapter was kinda stressful to write, I'm not gonna lie but this one makes up for it (hopefully) ^_^

(e/c) = eye colour

'...was Narancia's body.'

Third P.O.V.

Bucciarati's eyes widened and Giorno immediately started shoving his way through the others.

"Let me through! Please, move! I need to get to him!" He yelled frantically as he stumbled forward.

"Bucciarati! Use Sticky Fingers!" Mista yelled, his voice trembling as he followed closely behind Giorno. "Use Sticky Fingers to break the railings!" Mista cried desperately.

"Everyone, quiet!" Bucciarati shouted and Mista and Giorno turned to look at him, stunned and a little shocked, even disappointed in their Capo for not prioritising Narancia. Their concerns vanished though as they picked up on what Bucciarati was listening to: a high pitched panting coming from the gateway entrance.

"Bucciarati! The rails!" Mista yelled, his hands shaking as he held onto his stand firmly. Bucciarati then ran forward but instead turned the corner that lead into the entrance.

He stopped and stared.

The others looked on, bewildered at what had caused their Capo to halt.

Bucciarati's lips parted.

"...Abbacchio...?"

The others gave each other confused looks before rushing forward to see what was going on.

"Bucciarati, what's going on-" Giorno rounded the corner and stopped along with Bucciarati. Mista and Trish followed closely behind as they also turned the corner and were rendered speechless as they looked at the scene before them.

There, lying on the ground in a pool of blood, was not Narancia but Abbacchio. He was covered in deep wounds that were identical to those inflicted on Narancia.

"What's-? What's going on?" Bucciarati stuttered out, completely confused at what was happening and why Abbacchio was the one hurt. Trish on the other hand payed no mind to what was going on and instead ran over to where Narancia was sitting, shocked, on the floor. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close while Mista accompanied her, rubbing her shoulder reassuringly.

Normal P.O.V.

"(y/n)...what's going on? How-? How is it that-? What?" Bucciarati looked at you, then to Abbacchio - who was cradled in your arms - then back to you.

You wanted to reply but were focusing all your mental energy into making your stand heal all of the damage Abbacchio had sustained. Abbacchio instead raised his hand shakily and pointed up to where Narancia's (other) body was, skewered upon the rails.

The others turned around and looked as Narancia's body began to twist and morph, slowly reverting back into the form of Moody Blues. The gang stood and stared for a moment in utter amazement.

"Abbacchio...you used your stand to turn into Narancia? How? Why? How did you know the boss was going to attack? There's no way you could've predicted it..." Giorno was the first to speak as he turned around, looking rather shaken.

"...Bucciarati...the rails, please..." Abbacchio hoarsely whispered out as you weren't able to heal him until the railings were removed from his stand. Bucciarati immediately summoned his stand and got Moody Blues down from the arch, pulling the railings out quickly but carefully.