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"Alright well since that's done I'm-" Your words were cut off quickly as a loud rumble and bright flame caught your attention, the area of which they came from was where Giorno had been leading you to assume something had happened.

Not waiting for the others to register what happened you jogged over towards the area catching sight of Giorno beside his stand before it faded disappearing quickly. Sitting along the ground where the explosion was, was a burnt looking motorcycle while a snake slithered on the grass away from the blond.

One of his dress shoes was also on the ground before you, picking it up and moving closer you shook your head, "Enemy stand?" Asking that and offering the shoe your eyes honed in on a large cut trailing from his shoulder down, that of which you assumed came from the fight.

"Yeah." Keeping his gaze on the snake as if moved farther out of view he let out a hum, gaze quickly tugging away to look at where you stood in front of him, "He won't be a problem anymore." Adding that and taking his shoe from you, he could see you staring at the cut he'd acquired.

"Ah, well that's good." Nodding at that you moved your fingers against the fabric of your jeans tapping it a few times before motioning towards his injury, "Can I...?" Normally you'd just fix an injury without asking, but since Giorno was still fairly new to the team you figured he'd appreciate you asking as opposed to just feeling him up.

Appreciating that you asked even if you didn't need to he gave a nod briefly holding up a hand to slip his shoe back on before resting his arms by his side. The blond observed you quietly, eyes watching as you raised your hands resting one on his shoulder as well as where the bottom of the slash was.

A bronze almost golden hue similar to Golden Experience crept up over your hands seemingly weaving itself around the cut like fine thread. The wound wove itself closed and Giorno could only focus on the light tingles it left, your ability itself was rather fascinating. But now seeing and feeling it himself, he could understand why the other relished in it.

"Alright there, now if you had any other injuries beside this they should be all healed up as well." Pulling back all too quickly for his liking the blond merely gave a hum, a slight smile curled onto his lips.

"Thank you, I appreciate it."

Waving your hands at his thanks, a smile took over your own expression, "Ah it's nothing, no need to thank me. It's my job." Insisting that you let out a hum before catching sight of the turtle, "Oh and also we got a car running." Pursing your lips after stating that you then pointed behind you towards where the others stood staring at the two of you.

"Anyways I think I'm going to check in with Bruno and Trish." Quickly understanding what you were getting at he let out a short laugh, moving to place the turtle on the ground and he watched you give a nod in thanks before disappearing.

"Hey how's everything going in here?" Having fallen down onto the large red couch you threw out a quick wave towards the two, "Also we got a car so we'll be leaving pretty soon." Having added that you eyed the two. "Any injuries?" Asking that you watched both of them shake their heads, shaking your own you pointed an accusing finger towards the Capo.

"What about you? You're shaking your head, but you say no anyways." Having said that you had hoped it'd lift the somewhat stiff mood that you'd entered into. You were aware of Trish and Bruno having a disagreement, but letting it drag down the whole mood didn't seem like the best option.

Shaking his head once more at your response he could tell you were trying to set a different tone for the room's atmosphere, the expression on your face went hand in hand with that and he could only really just go along with it.

"Well if you don't trust me, you're welcome to check yourself." It felt like you were reliving your bed head moment from so long ago. The tone of voice and expression used were practically the same and in an act to keep your face from betraying yourself you got up from the couch moving towards where the mini fridge was, all the while trying your best not to let the metaphorical butterflies get to you.

"I'm taking that as you're in tip top shape, perfect. What about you Trish?" Though your cheeks did end up flaring up you quickly countered them by raising a chilled can up to the side of your face, waiting a few seconds till you assumed they were back to normal, your gaze traveled back towards the pink haired girl.

Shifting in place to look at where you were, she gave a hum, "I'm fine. But thanks for checking in." Bobbing your head at her response you were glad that the both of them were alright, though they still seemed distant from one another you were sure things would fix themselves eventually.

Narancia and Abbacchio joined the room soon after a silence had fallen and much like you they occupied the couch. The others outside the turtle had begun driving, so now it was just a waiting game.

Leaning over Narancia's shoulder to look at the magazine he held, you let out a short hum moving to point at a beach resort depicted on the pages, "I'd wanna go there, you can imagine how relaxing it'd be." Letting out a quick sigh at that Narancia gave a nod.

"The pool looks so nice." Agreeing with your comment about how relaxing it would be, the two of you continued flipping through the magazine making small comments here and there, till eventually the black haired teen stopped on a page picturing different types of swimwear.

"You'd look good in something like this." Pointing towards one of the two piece suit's Narancia let out a hum peering over at your expression. Letting out your own hum you eyed the suit finding that it looked quite nice, if not a bit showy.

"Well, one day maybe I'll wear something like that. If we go to a beach or pool or something of course." Pulling away from the slightly flustered black haired male and leaning back into the cushions a sigh left your lips, maybe after everything the team could do just that and take a small break.

It was hopeful thinking but. . .just maybe.

"We've received a new order from the boss." Calling the group to attention Bruno stood up from his seat, the blue laptop in hand as he trailed towards the 'entryway' chair. "Abbacchio, could you come over here by this chair?"

"Me?" Getting up from his spot as well the white haired man stood beside Bruno being shown the screen of the computer.

"Here's the order."

Leaning over the computer to read the message, Abbacchio began reading out loud, "Have Abbacchio use Moody Blues near the chair and rewind 14 hours." Ending off with that Bruno took in the information once more inputting his thoughts. "Someone was inside this turtle before we got here. I think that's what this suggests."

"It transformed." Pointing out the obvious Abbacchio stared at his stand watching it turn back, the form of an all too familiar man was shown.

Narancia and yourself both hopped off the couch nearing the group before the black haired teen pointed towards it. "Hey, I've seen that geezer before!"

"That's the capo, Mr. Pericolo."

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Y/N @ Giorno:

An early chapter my friends(Time wise not day wise 😅)! Hope this one is just as good as the others!

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