《Saviour》Chapter 28
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The boat quickly began rocking aggressively from the water entering the cabin gradually rising till a film had covered the top deck. Making sure to help you up onto a higher section of the boat Bruno followed looking down towards where the fly was. "I didn't punch the deck earlier to find out where Abbacchio had gone. It was to put a hole in the bottom of the boat."
"A-a hole?"
Stepping over the railing and lightly nudging you away from the side he continued, "Abbacchio figured out where you were, and he was kind enough to show me where you are and how to know for sure. It was Abbacchio's blood." Recalling how the white haired man began bleeding your brows knitted at the realization that the others didn't bleed.
"Abbacchio intentionally hurt his hand and showed me the blood trail. The blood trail didn't go below the deck! It was cut off right on the deck! So what does that mean, and where was he dragged to?" Knowing where this was going you simply shifted your attention to holding onto the currently sinking boat, it was practically vertical at this point and your hands gripped the boats mast finding that placing yourself overtop of it seemed like a better option.
Bruno sat below, a hand was up and around the same post you were currently on while he continued talking. "I rented the yacht that was on the left. Abbacchio realized that when he looked up at the sky. I know where you are, so if you don't want to drown, you'd best come out."
Staring at the water below still quickly rising you could feel the wood beneath your fingers become rubbery and a sort of second skin slipped away from the mast almost causing you to slip off, if not for the man across from you quickly wrapping an arm around you and the boats actual post.
"There were two boats?!" Exclaiming that you stared at the two boats separating, the ebony haired man quickly shifted in place tugging you off the pole, swinging you over towards the other boat all the while using your momentum to follow suit quickly after. Though unlike yourself he landed quite gracefully turning to watch the boat labeled Lagoon1 sink into the ocean.
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"You bastard..." Turning his attention away from the boat and towards a green haired man crawling out from the cabin Bruno's expression became unreadable.
"You were hiding by thinly covering the yacht with another one. You were traveling through the thin gap between them and attacking us from there." Raising his hand up to his face and spacing his thumb and pointer apart as if to show the 'gap' he added on, "No wonder we couldn't figure out. You get points for that."
"Stay back, Bucciarati! I'll kill your friends!" The man pulled up a deflated Abbacchio holding his stands rapier close to him, it was an 'in the moment' threat but now that the man was out in the open he lacked the element of surprise.
"You should know better than anyone that you couldn't survive in a gang if a measly little threat like that scared you. Give up, and I'll forgive you. But the moment you stab Abbacchio I will end your life." His tone was sharp and so was his gaze upon saying that, you knew he wasn't joking and it seemed that the other man knew this as well.
Quite suddenly the green haired man let out a cackle moving to plunge his blade into Abbacchio before getting slammed into the ground by a tossed fist, that of which belonged to Sticky fingers though melded with Bruno's own arm.
"It's just as Giorno and (Y/N) said, the fact you had to hide to attack is your weakness." Tugging the long zipper back and reattaching the thrown fist he stared down at the man, "You're way too slow."
The green haired man let out a pained scream that was cut off by a zipper quickly stretching out around his neck like a choker, right away separating his head from his body, the ability itself interesting you but the man it was used on warded away any curiosity rather quickly.
Blue hues were trained towards two separate body parts before trailing back to where you sat amongt the deck, he assumed you were a bit sore from the quick landing and could only give a sort of apologetic smile. "Scusate, I didn't mean to swing you over so roughly." Extending a hand out towards you, you let out a hum taking the offered hand quickly into your own.
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"No worries, I'm just glad I didn't go down with the ship." Pulling yourself up and giving him a half smile in response your gaze trailed from his own towards the blood smudged onto his cheek.
Now that the whole situation was settled and there was nobody trying to kill anyone, you felt it was alright to loosen up a bit.
"Oh, here let me just." Not waiting for a response you let go of his hand raising them to cup his face lightly, your right hand lightly rubbed at the mostly dried blood along the side of his face watching the majority of it flake off while the rest just rubbed off onto your thumb. "There." Pulling your hands back and giving a slight smile you quickly coughed into your hand afterwards instantly avoiding eye contact with the man once you'd realized what you did.
"Uh, anyways. I'm gonna go check on everyone." Quickly saying that then pointing your hands towards the lower deck you quickly hopped down making your way towards what you could only describe as a stack of deflated people.
Leaving Abbacchio flat out against the wooden deck you held the others over your arm like a towel moving to a more open area before resting them each down onto the ground. Moving to sit on one of the slightly raised sections your eyes were trained on the men watching each of them re-inflate as weird as that may sound.
Nodding to yourself and taking that as a good sign you peaked over towards where Abbacchio was surprised to see him already moving, he said a few things to Bruno before catching sight of you peeking over. Tapping your fingers along your pants once more and taking note that it seemed like he was waiting for you to come over, you took in a breath doing just that.
"Good to see you up right away. The others are still uh inflating." Humming that out and crouching beside the white haired man a hum left him, his ombre hues stared up at the sky for a minute or two before focusing on your (E/C) ones.
"Sorry for yelling at you." Blinking down at him as though you hadn't heard him properly the man continued, "Blondie locks was just getting on my nerve, I didn't mean to direct that at you." His apology felt heartfelt and genuine, something you also never really would've expected from him.
It was nice anyways though.
"Oh, well I mean it was a tense moment for all of us. But I get it, apology accepted." Shifting so that you were now sitting cross legged you held out a hand expectantly. "Now give me your hand, Bruno mentioned you cutting it."
Taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh in relief at how quickly you accepted the apology he obliged to your request, resting the hand which had been cut into your own. He really did feel guilty for getting mad at you, you were only helping. His annoyance towards the blond really set him off on the wrong person.
"So I take it, we solved the mystery?" Asking that he watched you give a nod smiling softly.
"We did, but not gonna lie I thought you all were goners for a good few minutes when Bruno started talking about birds." Giving you a dumbfounded look he could only blink up at you with a 'what?' sort of expression.
"Birds?"
Giving a shrug at the word you merely let out a soft laugh lower your hands into your lap still holding onto Abbacchios even if it was all fixed.
"Yeah, birds. Didn't really piece together exactly why the conversation started like that but it all worked out in the end after all."
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Y/N @ the team:
Also can I just say I love reading all of your comments like- you guys can be so funny sometimes, it makes me happy you enjoy this fic! ^o^
Also also I just thought I'd bring it up here since I see people commenting on it but the cat that Y/N encountered while out with Narancia was actually just a backpack Giorno stole from someone and turned into a cat so that it would be less sus ahaha kinda like how he turned Koichi's suitcase into a frog.
Anyways though if there's any questions lemme know! ^0^
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