Teacher Themed Wedding

{6927 / / Daemon x Giotto King of Fools

To begin, revenge.

To begin with, the swearing of eternal friendship.

The old warehouse was dark and dirty, the only glimmer of light presented through the old wooden boards nailed on the windows badly, as to seal the site. The smell of rotting carcasses, mixed with that of the blood spilled in the air, pointed his gaze on Tsunayoshi, staring at him through different eyes than ever, less clumsy, less insecure. It seemed almost a different person.


The office was lit, the sunlight filtered through the light curtains, the spring breeze carries with it a pleasant scent of cherry blossoms. He looked
Giotto, was painted a peaceful smile on his lips, even his eyes conveyed a quiet outside of the municipality. He thought that person.


The person who brought him to ruin.


The person that would lead to ruin.


Tsunayoshi Sawada staring at him with hatred, Mukuro knew why: he had dared to touch her friends have them and throw at him, as his pawns. He wanted revenge, wanted exterminate the Mafia, to destroy the Vongola, destroy Tsunayoshi Sawada.


Giotto and his smiles. Suspected of being in love with this man in any point of view, and probably was not a love like that you felt between men and women, its respect that a little later it would turn into fanaticism, had taken so much to love not only the ideals of the man, but anything that might be part of his being.


Rather than surrender to the Clam, took his own life, keeping a backup plan, and eventually would come back with a goal: the body of Tsunayoshi Sawada it was his.
He sold his freedom to the Mafia, remaining confined in the prison of the redeemer for years, feeding his hatred of the Mafia, to the Clam, towards him.


addition to Giotto and the rest of the group, which soon became a real family, she felt unbeatable, and culminate in a future that now seemed farther and farther away so quickly made him happy, a better future which often leads to losses apparently also needed to increase the prestige of the family, at least from his point of view. One thing was certain, would follow him forever.


Locked within the "cell" realized it could not do anything, just signed a pact with a young dying: in exchange for his body would have kept alive with his illusions, so he would have a means to move and come closer to Tsunayoshi Sawada.


The power and the glory and victories. Giotto did not seem to get carried away by all this, but anyway ... Not that he expected a shift from a modest person like him, we would also estimated. He was happy to be a Guardian of Giotto, made him feel important.


A ring, the ring of the Mist. This led to make it part of something he despised more than anything else, the Mafia. Worse
led to the protection of Tsunayoshi Sawada.
Gokudera Hayato immediately sensed his plans and tried to obstacles cast against petty Chrome, its human vessel, but at the same time he could see something positive - at least from his point of view, more could be close to him, most of them had the opportunity to destroy him, slowly.


His ideas often came in conflict with G. The Guardian of the Storm. According to him did not deserve the role of Guardian of the Mist, probably because he was close to Giotto in an almost compulsive, turning his ideals with his own.
What nonsense, Giotto was not the kind of person, was a bit 'naive dreamer ... but would never let astray by him.


"Mukuro says he does not belong to the family, but often helps us, I consider him one of our comrades."


"I am happy that Daemon is part of my family, without him everything we have achieved so far, would be a utopia. "


passed the beauty of ten years. Who would have thought? He was still at his side.


He spent a long time, but he was no longer at his side.


Tsunayoshi Sawada became a weakness, the person who hated but at the same time wanted to protect.
so I wanted to protect its proximity to hate someone that it was not of himself, aware that his behavior often touched on the ridiculous.


Giotto became his weakness, the person he loved but at the same time wanted to eliminate. Their ideals opposed to the passage of time, Giotto was not a cruel person like him, he cried for his victims, this made him a weak man. He allied himself with a
haired man with evil eyes and blacks, who soon drove Giotto and assumed the throne of bloody clam.


One night back at the hotel, ate more drunk than usual Tsuna's room, hugged her body thin and seemingly helpless, she heard him moan, whispering his name several times. The reason
place left to desire, desire neutralized hatred.


The same night of the day dictated by fate decided to leave an indelible mark on the body of Giotto, the violets, against his will, making him more harm as possible.
He had never been good at expressing his feelings, that was the last big mistake he could make against Giotto.
Love leaves the place of madness, insanity neutralized reason.


A smile, and then the sentence that displacement "I think I love you."


A melancholy smile, then the sentence that displacement "I think I love you, sorry if they are not enough for you."

The awareness that was not a mistake, that was basically the same as he felt, he had become urgent in his heart.

The awareness that this was a mistake, the guilt, anger at himself, grew so huge.


The last time he saw Tsuna was before the war against Byakuran. He had watched with a worried look, he wanted to accompany him, but had requested the presence of Tsuna and Gokudera Yamamoto.
"We will meet again soon."
Her smile, her slender shoulders, in order that the door was closed.


The last time I could see it was before the end. Her eyes were also determined after all the humiliations, brave and beautiful as the first time I had met him.
"You hinder."
His smile which caused a sharp pain in his chest, his hands clutching a pocket watch, a symbol of his oath.


When she saw him, he managed to say, "I love you."


When he saw he could not talk to him, he was no longer among the living.



He kept his promise.


He had kept his promise, his forgiveness, he did nothing now.