Last Mission (Bruno X F-Reader)

Part 11

"That's... not funny dude, I appreciate the effort though." Mista said in a worried tone

"Huh?" Narancia put his hand up to his ear "I can't hear what you're saying speak up some"

The hell is wrong with him why is he getting older?!

"Mista..." you whispered "yeah...?" he whispered back.

"What is going on?!" "I have no idea" Narancia walked up to mista yelling about the rotten Banana. "Bucciarati?!" "Yes I see..." he responds with a calm tone. "A stand did this they must be on this train!" Soon Giorno lifted up from his nap. "What's wrong... did something happen?" He says in a shaky voice. After that you all realize that not only Narancia and Giorno has turned old Abbacchio And Fugo have as well!

Mista and Bruno started having a conversation "...we have two choices, we take Trish and get off of this train or we ignore the fact that we know little about our enemy and attack them." You hurry over to Trish like some kind of mother. "Are you alright?" You asked. "uh... y-yes"

She's only 15 and so much is going on, she doesn't know if she'll die or live, hell! None of us do.

"Bucciarati, my hands! The skin is peeling off" Narancia says with a raspy voice. "Damn it all!" Mista pointed his gun at the ceiling.

"Wait" Giorno says "why do you think we're all aging at different rates?" Mista turns around "Hell, I don't know? Good genes I guess, whatever I'm leaving."
"No. I'm assuming it's body heat." Giorno then starts to explain his reason.

"...Men age faster than women."
Mista scratched his head "that's a cool theory or what ever but," Trish picked up her drink and walked over to Narancia almost dead. "No, it's true." she puts the ice on his face and the wrinkles disappear.

"Holy shi- Giorno you were right! Everyone get ice and start rubbing away those wrinkles!" Mista rushed to the mini fridge. "Wait, Mista you have to figure out away to take that ice with you." Bruno snatches the tray out of his hand. They both look down at the ice tray. "this is all we got?" Mista asked.

Bruno gives the tray back "you have to figure out how to use this correctly and smartly before your stand and you die completely."

Mista nods his head"Understood, Bucciarati" he then takes his leave.
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Trish is using the ice on Narancia while he's passed out on her lap, three others are laying on the couch passed out as well.

Bruno is sitting on the floor next to the chair you're sitting it.

"No, don't worry about Narancia. That ice is for you you're the one that must..." he coughed.

Bruno looked up at you and stared at you for a few seconds, you break the awkward silence "I have a question if it's not too much trouble to answer." YOI answered politely. "I-it's fine, go ahead..." "earlier, you said we were going on a mission for the boss. Then when Mr. Pericolo mentioned it you acted as if you didn't know what he was talking about like it was new information, why?" Bruno looked over at the rest of the gang "I knew if I told them they wouldn't have came and I desperately needed the assistance on this mission, I only told you because I didn't expect that you wanted to tag along."

I guess that makes sense?

"Sorry for... asking" you say while playing with his hair. "No, it's fine..."

Bruno looks really old... it's such a coincidence earlier I was teasing about how old he was even though I'm not that far from him, I am nineteen after all. He still looks so good though.

You laughed at your own thoughts

Bruno abruptly stood up and looked at the ceiling "they're here, they've found us! Damn it where the hell is Mista, Y/n, no matter what protect Trish." You nod your head.

Bruno uses his stand to place a zipper portal to where ever he's going.

"Trish" you say.

"Uh, yeah?" She looks up at you.

"So, you really never met your father? You have no absolute idea what he looks like or even sound?"

"No. He's never been in my view before but..."

"But?"

"It's like I can feel him, him living, like energy wise. I'm kind of scared to meet someone that claims he's my father and why does he want me now?" she says getting a little worried.

You lean back into your chair "Well if I had a child while being head of a mafia I would be scared and worried people might come after me and hurt my child, maybe he wants to change you'll only know if you want to meet him."

"I suppose... thank you Y/n, I wouldn't know what I would do if there wasn't another woman here with me, all these men creep me out."

You laughed. "No problem"
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You were getting older by the second and getting slower in your movements. "Trish is there anymore ice?" You ask "There's just one piece here." Trish reaches her hand out waiting for you to take the ice. "No, it's... it's for you" you sat back in your chair further.

L chapter I've been binge watching Cory lately so....