Fanfiction... Chapter 4
Title: Bugiardo
Author: seleniasan
Pairings: Y!Squalo x Y!Dino
Rating: PG-13, just to be sure^^
Title of chapter: Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I do not own nothing, Squalo and Dino are (c) Akira Amano san.
Genre: general, shounen ai, yaoi
Notes: /
Chapter 4
Two weeks had passed since Squalo saw Dino last time. Two weeks, in which the white haired boy had done nothing but perch on his school desk, gazing at the so variable weather and practicing with his sword. So he was a bit wondered to see the blond boy, covered with bandages, looking like he was beaten up pretty badly.
- Vooi, the hell did you do?
- Eeh...
- “Eeh” is not an answer!
Dino smiled, while he blushed slightly, embarrassed. It was the sad smile that’s on who is constricted to do something he doesn’t like. Squalo - wisely - decided to cut off this conversation, changing subject.
During the morning break, as usual, Squalo was sitting on the stairs that went in the inner courtyard. Then he heard some footsteps behind him.
- Squalo...
- ... Dino?
The blond boy hesitated. Squalo moved and made room for Dino. Some minutes of silence passed. Then:
- Well... The reason... A-hem... I’m covered with bandages because my father called a home tutor...
Squalo said nothing, but Dino kept talking.
- My family... The Cavallone, allied with the Vongola, want me to become the next Cavallone boss, but... But it’s useless, I don’t want to deal with the Mafia, I’m not able, I don’t... It’s far too much for me... This home tutor arrives, tells me his name is Reborn and that he will make a good boss out of me, but...
- And why should you become the next Cavallone boss?
- I... I don’t know, my family is full of debts, doesn’t have power into the allegiance, maybe the hope that I’ll make the family raise again, but even if I would want to become boss, I don’t know what to do...
After saying that, Dino didn’t manage to go on anymore. He put his hands on his head, ruffling his hair nervously. At that point Squalo, who had stayed still, gave him a slap on the hands, slap that made Dino stop torturing his hair, then he threw to the blond boy a punch on the head - the third one.
- Ouch!
- It’s useless crying on spilled milk!
- ...
- Then why did you tell such things to ME?
- I don’t know... You seemed the only one who would... Listen to me...
- ...
The bell rang, settling the end of the morning break. Squalo stood up, saying:
- I’ll go back to the classroom. Hurry, or else the fugly teacher of philosophy will question you.
Dino stood up, following the white haired boy.
- Ah, this will NEVER get into my head!
- It’s because you don’t use your brain.
- But REBORN!
Dino got his umpteenth kick by the tutor.
- Ouch!
- Demonstrate that you’re not clumsy once in a while!
- REBORN! If you keep beating me up, I won’t learn nothing for sure! A tutor should behave differently, right? You...
A speechless Dino verified that Reborn was sleeping - with his eyes open - without even make an effort to listen to the blond boy. Dino had the intention of ruffling his hair again, but the memory of a slap on his hands stopped him.
“It’s useless crying on spilled milk!”
Squalo, the boy whom he had put up a strange friendship, said those exact words. Right, strange friendship, because it always seemed that to Squalo nothing was worth to be considered, but in the end he would always give a hand to the blond... Well, just a bit of a hand, it was better not to exaggerate. Dino breathed, putting again his nose between the schoolbooks. Squalo was right, it was useless crying on spilled milk.
Author: seleniasan
Pairings: Y!Squalo x Y!Dino
Rating: PG-13, just to be sure^^
Title of chapter: Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I do not own nothing, Squalo and Dino are (c) Akira Amano san.
Genre: general, shounen ai, yaoi
Notes: /
Chapter 4
Two weeks had passed since Squalo saw Dino last time. Two weeks, in which the white haired boy had done nothing but perch on his school desk, gazing at the so variable weather and practicing with his sword. So he was a bit wondered to see the blond boy, covered with bandages, looking like he was beaten up pretty badly.
- Vooi, the hell did you do?
- Eeh...
- “Eeh” is not an answer!
Dino smiled, while he blushed slightly, embarrassed. It was the sad smile that’s on who is constricted to do something he doesn’t like. Squalo - wisely - decided to cut off this conversation, changing subject.
During the morning break, as usual, Squalo was sitting on the stairs that went in the inner courtyard. Then he heard some footsteps behind him.
- Squalo...
- ... Dino?
The blond boy hesitated. Squalo moved and made room for Dino. Some minutes of silence passed. Then:
- Well... The reason... A-hem... I’m covered with bandages because my father called a home tutor...
Squalo said nothing, but Dino kept talking.
- My family... The Cavallone, allied with the Vongola, want me to become the next Cavallone boss, but... But it’s useless, I don’t want to deal with the Mafia, I’m not able, I don’t... It’s far too much for me... This home tutor arrives, tells me his name is Reborn and that he will make a good boss out of me, but...
- And why should you become the next Cavallone boss?
- I... I don’t know, my family is full of debts, doesn’t have power into the allegiance, maybe the hope that I’ll make the family raise again, but even if I would want to become boss, I don’t know what to do...
After saying that, Dino didn’t manage to go on anymore. He put his hands on his head, ruffling his hair nervously. At that point Squalo, who had stayed still, gave him a slap on the hands, slap that made Dino stop torturing his hair, then he threw to the blond boy a punch on the head - the third one.
- Ouch!
- It’s useless crying on spilled milk!
- ...
- Then why did you tell such things to ME?
- I don’t know... You seemed the only one who would... Listen to me...
- ...
The bell rang, settling the end of the morning break. Squalo stood up, saying:
- I’ll go back to the classroom. Hurry, or else the fugly teacher of philosophy will question you.
Dino stood up, following the white haired boy.
- Ah, this will NEVER get into my head!
- It’s because you don’t use your brain.
- But REBORN!
Dino got his umpteenth kick by the tutor.
- Ouch!
- Demonstrate that you’re not clumsy once in a while!
- REBORN! If you keep beating me up, I won’t learn nothing for sure! A tutor should behave differently, right? You...
A speechless Dino verified that Reborn was sleeping - with his eyes open - without even make an effort to listen to the blond boy. Dino had the intention of ruffling his hair again, but the memory of a slap on his hands stopped him.
“It’s useless crying on spilled milk!”
Squalo, the boy whom he had put up a strange friendship, said those exact words. Right, strange friendship, because it always seemed that to Squalo nothing was worth to be considered, but in the end he would always give a hand to the blond... Well, just a bit of a hand, it was better not to exaggerate. Dino breathed, putting again his nose between the schoolbooks. Squalo was right, it was useless crying on spilled milk.