The tall and slim blonde man stepped delicately through the door leading to the garden. The garden was beautiful in every way possible. The initial green sting to the eyes created a base on which to judge the vibrant reds, pinks, and purples. The gray metal gates hugged all the loose vines and leaves close so that they could not scurry outside their perimeter. In between each gate was a long stretch of fence of the same color, with paths converging in the center of the garden.
Not only was there physical beauty in the garden Giorno had come to love, but also psychological. Every plant signified something that he held close to his heart.
After a couple deep breaths, he skipped over to the gate closest to him, and opened it, letting the sound of the creaking accompany him. A wooden bench wrapped with vines sat next to the path that Giorno was on. Once he got to the bench, he plopped down without a second thought, and sat in peace.
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Giorno was taken aback by the sudden blur that appeared in from of him, and he widened his eyes in surprise. He turned his head quickly in every direction he could, and when he could not move it anymore, he twisted his body. What was that?
The very well known gang member, Gabe Itch, had stumbled outside, and asked Giorno where Guido Mista was.
"Hey, I think he may be on the other side of the house, check it out, and if you don't find him, come back to me and I can help," Giorno said with a sigh. Gabe was one of the most idiotic people he had ever met.
"Uhhhhh, yeah got it," Gabe Itch tumbled out through the gate he had entered, flattening a few flowers along the way.
"Ugh," Giorno groaned as he went back to observing the blur.
Well, now there was no sign of it other than a memory.
Wait, no! There was something hiding behind a bush!
"M-Meowwwwwwww," the thing said, unsure of itself.
"You can come out, friend," Giorno said in an attempt to comfort this... thing.
It slowly walked out, letting Giorno know it was friendly. It had a light blush on its face.
"My name is S-Sonic," it said quietly and politely. "And I already know you are Giorno Giovanna.
Giorno's heart began to beat. It was louder and harder than ever before.
"Why hello Sonic," Giorno said, trying to hide his embarrassment. Before anything else could be said, Sonic speed up to him and placed a soft kiss on Giorno's cheek, then ran off into the distance.
Giorno tapped his cheek to be sure it had happened, then caught himself as he was about to fall. Was this love? Giorno may never know, but now he would always make it a part of his routine to sit at the garden and wait. Nothing new ever came.
I put more effort into this shit than most of my schoolwork.
I hope you enjoyed! Anyway, I hope later on I can make up for my sins. All of them.
