"Y/N GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Mista pushes you to the side as a bullet grazes your stomach. You wince in pain grabbing your side. "Y/n! Are you ok? Did you get hit?"
"Yeah, but it only grazed me I'll be fine Mista." He offers you a hand to stand up and you accept. He puts your arm around his shoulder to help you walk.
"Y/n."
"Yeah, Mista?"
"I'm going to teach you how to use a gun. I know you know how to fight really well and all but you need another way to protect yourself." You consider this offer. The enemies have gotten stronger recently and he was right you needed another way to protect yourself.
"Fine Ill do it."
"YES! I mean okay Ill see you tomorrow morning at 8." You both get in the car with Trish driving.
"Sooo, how'd it go love birds?" she asks while giggling.
"Y/n got shot," Mista said with no emotion in his voice.
"My lord Mista, you don't need to drop that bomb as soon as you get in the car, jesus! Anyways, Y/n? Are you hurt? Well no shit you are. Once we get back Giorno will probably heal you."
You lay your head on Mista's shoulder while Trish and Mista start throwing insults at each other.
"GOD DAMNIT TRISH YOU WENT THE WRONG WAY!"
"NO I DIDN'T YOUR JUST STUPID AND DON'T KNOW THE WAY BACK!"
"Shut the hell up you two I'm trying not to die here," you deadpanned.
"YEAH TRISH SHUT UP!"
"Mista, y/n told both of us to shut up so shut your mouth."
After about thirty minutes of silence you made it back to the place you call home. Mista had his head laid on top of yours as the car pulled into the driveway.
"Hey stop romancing in the back seat were home," Trish giggles.
"Shut up Trish," Mista says groggily while rubbing his eyes. He helps you get into the house and lays you on the couch.
"Giornooo!" Mista yells as it echoes through the large building.
"Ah Mista, y/n you're back. Oh my y/n are you hurt?"
"Yeah just a little bit," you say sarcastically holding your side.
"Hold still please I'll heal you."
There was a tingling feeling in your stomach as Giorno finished healing your wound.
"Alright y/n, we better get some sleep so we can train tomorrow." Mista offers you a hand which you gladly take and he drags you upstairs to your room. You plop down onto your bed and say goodnight to Mista. He says goodnight and walks out of the room. Tomorrow would be your first-day training with the best marksman you know, Mista.
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You wake up to the sun showing lightly onto your face. You look to your left and your clock read 7:01. Jumping out of bed you grab your favorite shirt and a pair of pants. You put them on and then rush out of your room. Rushing down the stairs so you could get something to eat before your training. You grab a yogurt and a banana and sit down at the table to eat. Taking a bit to eat your breakfast you glance at the cock reading 7:57. You throw your food out and run up the stairs to Mista's room. Knocking on the door you obviously knew Mista wasn't up yet knowing him.
"Mista! Get out of beddd!" you say while knocking on the door. After about a minute of knocking he still didn't answer so you open the door to him still sleeping soundly. "MISTA!" you scream in his ear.
"What do you wannnttt? It's 8 in the morning... SHIT! IT'S 8 IN THE MORNING!" he scrambles to get out of bed still dressed in what he was wearing yesterday he hands you a pistol and tells you to go to the training grounds. You go out of his room and he soon follows behind. Both of you make it to the training grounds and you get ready to learn a few new skills.
"Ok so Ill be teaching you how to operate a pistol and stuff. I don't think I need to be formal with all this cause Ill end up making a fool of myself, anyway. I want you to shoot at that target just to see where your at." He points to the target. You take aim and fire hitting the target. Obviously not hitting where you would like but at least it hit something. "Damnnn y/n, do you have experience with guns?"
"Just a bit," which was true you've only fired a gun a few times. You see someone creeping up behind Mista and start to giggle a bit.
"BOO!" Trish screams in Mista's ear. He stumbles and falls on top of you. Trish is wheezing at the site while of course taking pictures. "Got you! My lord you really reacted there." She offers a hand to Mista but then takes it away at the last second making him fall on top of you once more.
"Okay Trish, that was just low. I'm gonna get you back for that just you wait," Mista says while letting you grab his wrist to stand up.
"You know, you guys should just get together already. It'll make things more interesting around here. Also, it gives me an excuse to make fun of you guys more." You can feel your face getting warmer and it sure as hell was red. "SEE! Even the both of you are blushing about it and staring at me like a deer in headlights! You are both a pair of idiots, Trish is out. See ya losers." She then just walks out.
"Well that was interesting," Mista says breaking the silence. "But she does have a point you are an idiot.
"SHE CALLED YOU AN IDIOT TOO!"
"I KNOW BUT SHE STILL CALLED YOU AN IDIOT!"
"AND? WHAT'S YOUR POINT?"
The bickering between us lasted a while until we finally gave up.
"Can we just agree that we're both idiots and get back to training?"
"Fine but your more of an idiot than me."
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Sorry for any grammar errors
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