JoJo's Bizzare Adventure One-shots

~ Sail Close to the Wind ( Bruno Bucciarati) ~

**** Spoiler warning: There is a minimal spoiler in this one-shots , it's best to read this after you've finished watching all of part 5 *****

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(F/n) stopped in her tracks, an uneasy feeling churning in her stomach. She then flipped her head behind her, gazing at the roads of Naples. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary but for some reason she felt as if somebody was watching her from a distance.

"Are you okay (F/n)?" Bruno's voice snapped her back into her senses. 

She turned her head to the direction of the voice. Her eyes met with his dark blue ones. She watched him scrunch his eyebrows, shooting her a concerned look. 

"I'm fine-" She let out a small laugh as she did a dismissive wave-"I think I'm just a bit nervous about meeting the gang."

Upon hearing her words, a soft smile appeared on his lips. He took her hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze of reassurance.

" No need to be nervous. You're an amazing person and I know you will get along with them very well." 

Upon hearing his words, she felt a warm sensation flood through her cheeks. The girl adverted her gaze somewhere else as the corner of her lips stretched into a smile. His compliments always sends a bunch of butterflies fluttering in her stomach. 

The two then walked hand in hand towards Libeccio, a restaurant which became a regular meeting place of Bucciarati's gang.  After entering, Bruno chats with the waiter for a brief moment before guiding (F/n) to a table near the back of the restaurant. 

She heard a loud sound of something shattering along with loud voices. Beside her, she heard him let out an exasperated sigh. A cold sweat started to form on her forehead as her thoughts spiraled out of control. 

I don't feel so good after hearing that...

" Didn't I tell you guys not to make a ruckus?" Bucciarati snapped, an annoyed expression plastered all over his face. 

(F/n) watched his figure approach the table full of people, his arms crossed. She stood silently, watching Bruno give a short lecture directed to the two of the members who seemed to have gotten into a quarrel. After a moment, he gestured her to come close to the table. 

I could feel the soul in my body leaving...

The girl walked towards his direction, clenching her cold sweaty palms together in attempt to calm herself down. Upon reaching the table, she felt the eyes of the members trailing her. 

" Today, I have someone I want you guys to meet." Bruno gestures to (F/n), a black expression plastered om his face. 

" Good afternoon everyone. I'm (F/n) (L/N). I work as a journalist.  It's a pleasure to meet you all." 

She bowed briefly then resumed standing upright. A moment of silence passed, turning the atmosphere of the room turn awkward. She glanced at Bruno then back at the members who seemed shocked with her sudden appearance. After awhile, Bucciarati clears his throat then tells her to take a seat. She gladly complies, sitting on the nearest seat she could find as he took a seat beside her. 

(F/n) listened intently as each member introduced themselves, ingraining their names in her memory.  So far, there are five members, Abbachio, Mista, Fugo, Narancia and Giorno. Based on their looks, they seem to have some sort of fashion trend that the girl can't seem to understand. 

" Hey (F/n), why don't you have some cake?" Mista offers her a slice of strawberry short cake. 

"I-it's okay. I can order myself one later." She politely declines.