La Farfalla - Giorno Giovanna x Zeppeli Reader

Four: Hey, back off!

"You little shit!" Leone snapped, standing up he made his way towards you. Giorno pushed himself in front of you, ready to defend you.

"Abbacchio, that is enough!" Bruno exclaimed, the man stood in front of the both of you. "You started it first. So stop it, he's just a kid!" 

"Bucciarati, move aside" The pale haired man gritted his teeth, glaring dagger at you. 

"You should be thanking me, old man" You smirked. "I cleaned your clothes, hair, body anyway." 

Bruno whipped his head back, looking at you sternly, telling you to shut up. You rolled your eyes. Leone was about to explode any minute at this point. The other three of the group walked towards the man.

"Come on, Abbacchio. He's just a kid, it's not worth it." Mista said. Glancing nervously at you then to Leone. Leone grunted before, scoffing.

"Enough of this. We're going out" Announcing Bruno's blue hue trailed over the group

"Huh? Where?" the raven haired asked

" Follow me and you'll find out, Hurry up" With that being said Bruno walked out of the restaurant, you and Giorno trailed behind the man. Putting both your hands inside your pockets.

"You never told me you can do that." Giorno said, you looked over to the blonde.

"Oh, the bubble?" You spoke, the boy nodded. "Right, I don't use it much because I hate it." You simply stated.

"Why?"

"It's my old man's technique. It's weak." You bluntly said. 

"There're more people that can do the thing too?" 

"Giogio, you asked too many question about my personal life." You stated with a smirk.

"Oh, sorry."

Bruno couldn't help but overheard your conversation with Giorno, the man sometime glanced secretly at you and Giorno. 

"We're going cruising on a yacht?That's so cool!" Narancia grinned brightly, seemed really excited to ride one

"Since when we have a yacht?" Leone raised a brow in question towards the ebony haired man

"We're renting one" Narancia's excitement quickly sank down.

"Say, Bucciarati...whatever you do, please don't rent the one with number 4. It'll sink" Mista said to the man. You stood next to him carefully listening to the conversation

"If it was going to sink, then why's it still floating over there?" replied back to the gunslinger Fugo pointing at the yacht

"Shut up! Why don't you go on there then?!" Mista yelled

"What is that guy problem." You muttered, standing next to Giorno. Your eyebrows furrowed showing your irritation towards Mista.  

You leaned your back onto the railing, enjoying the soft breeze. A soft hummed left your lips 

Tapping your finger gently onto the iron railing. Fugo then made his way over to you.

"Hey you're [Name], right?" He called, you glanced at him, raising your eyebrow.

"Yes, what do you want?" You spat. Fugo furrowed his eyebrows slightly, you're rude.

"I'm Pannacotta Fugo. I wanted to ask about your ability." He said. You turned your head away from him

"My stand? If you want to know about the bubble then I won't tell you." You blankly said. He widen his eyes, you have two abilities? Now he's currious