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[ So after last time, Ange really did go along with Giorno.

Of course it caused a huge ruscus and all, someone like Ange suddenly disappearing like that, but she's hoping it will just blow over soon enough. If not just since she can't even go outside while everyone seems to be on the lookout for her..

And even for someone as apathic as Ange is, staying inside all day does bore her easily. Especially since she likes being out and running around, getting to high places, maybe even seeing some things.. but instead she can be found here, lying lazily on a couch in the headquarters and playing with the ring on her finger by idly moving it back and forth out of a complete lack of other things to do.

.. Well, not like she can really complain. After all, if Giorno hadn't offered help, then.. she would probably have been dead already now, right? Killed for her money.

Lazily she slowly lets her eyes close until she drifts off into sleep, even though she's just lying on the couch here. She just figures that it doesn't matter if anyone here kills her, since it would just be the same end result as just living on normally and not changing anything, then she would have been killed too.. and just maybe she actually trusted Giorno's whole speech back there, that he was someone who could actually understand her. Knowing her pain, the lack of a family, being cast aside by everyone.. he knows what it's like, right..? So in that case.. he wouldn't betray her. Or at least, so she assumes so.

But even in her sleep Ange can't get much rest. She has frequent nightmares, after all, and this time is not any different. Time and time again her family leaves her and dies in her dreams, and there's nothing she can do to stop it - no matter how far she stretches out her hand, it'll never reach them. Her father, mother, and older brother-- they all crumble away again.

The nightmare is actually so heavy on her that it makes her end up tossing and turning on the couch pretty wildly with a frown on her face, letting out groans in the middle of her sleep. Normally she wouldn't show anyone it, but.. well, she's asleep, she doesn't even realise it's happening. Anyone who walks by can see it, after all, and it's not like she's alone here.. ]

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[He definitely did not expect this whole "taking Ange into hiding and keeping her away from her old life" would give off such a response. Whatever, like one person missing from the world would actually make a difference in the first place. Not that he didn't mind hiding her, he just thought it was getting a bit ridiculous at this point- but whatever. He has to deal since he made this.

Having the girl around was, at least, enjoyable to him- having someone that can actually relate to all the pains he had as a child...and carry about the same air as he could with this apathetic front he puts on. She was starting to grow on him, at least.

Although he feels bad about keeping her inside all of the time- she doesn't seem to particularly enjoy being inside all of the time, and it really brings about a frown upon his face whenever he sees her in a slump like that. This...wasn't the sort of freedom he was thinking of giving her in the first place.

Of course, all of this is being thought of as he's finishing up his work, walking in the midst of the halls, before spotting thrashing Ange on the couch. Is she...having a nightmare? He approaches the couch, watching the girl...his face formed a little frown, mostly due to wondering what she was dreaming...with a sigh, he sat on the edge of the couch, bringing out a hand to touch her forehead...hopefully this wasn't enough to wake her. He really did want to figure out, though, what was wrong...]

[ The moment he touches her a soft "nngh" like sound escapes her, but she doesn't seem to stir more than she already did and she doesn't seem to wake up either - apparently her sleep is just that deep in the middle of the nightmare, so she doesn't even notice that he found her and is touching her forehead.

Instead she's just dreaming on, still the same nightmare, the one that's haunted her for twelve years already. Maybe if she just tries harder, if she reaches further, maybe then she'll finally touch them and stop them from leaving and dying, if she just tries a little harder..! She's focusing so hard in her dream that without realising words slip out of her mouth, mumbles as she's lying there and sleeping. ]

Dad.. mom.. o.. onii-chan.. [ She groans again. ] Don't go.. d-don't.. leave me all alone..

[His hand jerked back a bit from her uttering words...but...they definitely carried weight to them- as Giorno could see. Ange did explain to him how her family was killed in an incident in the past...but he didn't realize that she had frequent nightmares about them. And having one out in the headquarters like this...he can't help but feel...sorrow for her. That she had to go through something like this.

...but what could he do to help her out? He can only sit there, and quietly grit his teeth- wishing that he could do something to at least pull her out of her misery- do something to alleviate this nightmare of hers. But after a while of watching her twist and turn about, he let out a sullen sigh, moving his head closer to her own, his own eyes closed as well.]

...Ange...you're not alone...your family is with you, always... [He doesn't know if this will exactly help, but...he can try.]

[ There's another groan after those words, although it's obviously not clear whether it's in response to what he's saying or just randomly because of her nightmare. She does seem to go quiet for a little bit though - her expression is still a frown as if she's in pain, but at least she doesn't make any more noises. Her hands stir a little though, moving to clutch at her own clothing.. but since she's asleep and isn't really aware of things they instead manage to grab Giorno's shirt, holding onto that near desperately. ]

.. If.. I can't.. be with you guys, then.. [ Another pause. Of course the words don't really come out normally since she's talking in her sleep.. ] .. just.. let me die.. too..

[He felt her hands grip at his shirt, a frown coming to his own face when she had uttered those last words. She really was in pain over her family...but that pain is something he can't share with her at all. He's never had the experience of losing his own family (whom he never was close to to begin with), but he knew what it was like losing friends...and they were like his own family to begin with. Still...his hands began to move to where hers were on his shirt, pulling them away, but he still kept hers upon his.

He's not sure if his words were reaching her at all...but he didn't want to wake her out of this trance just yet.] ...Ange. Please...don't say something like that. [His forehead had begun to rest on hers, his eyes closing in the process.] ...They would have wanted you to live...

[ At first it seems to work. When their foreheads touch like that and he says those words, she grows a little more quiet. And since he's holding her hands like that now, he can probably feel her squeezing them lightly before relaxing again, and then she just lies there quiet for a moment..

.. But then she snaps out of the dream. It's a nightmare, after all, so it happens pretty quickly as her eyes suddenly open only to see Giorno's face practically right in front of hers. Although she's usually so calm, she can't help it in this situation-- after both that nightmare and now having a guy this close to her, she lets out a slightly yelp, her hands quickly letting go of his. ]

G.. Giorno? What were you doing?!

[...ah, he didn't expect her to wake up that quickly, let alone wake up from something like that at all. So, while her eyes had shot open, and her hands had suddenly been shot away like that, he could only stare back at her, lifting back his head to get off of hers. For a while, there was only silence as he stared back down at the girl. Well, what it seemed like he was doing was pretty weird in the first place- BUT HE COULDN'T HELP IT, she seemed like she was in trouble!

Still, he had to find some time to speak up after all of this.]

...You were having a nightmare, if you so wish to believe that. [He let out a tiny sigh, sitting more comfortably at the edge of the couch.] ...and...well. It seemed as though it was...rather horrible in the first place. [He couldn't actually say what he heard- he'd rather wait until she asks the question first. But it's apparent by his slightly flushed face that...well. She'll figure that out.]

[ .. Yeah, she has a good idea of what he must have heard in that case. He wouldn't have known she had a nightmare unless he heard something from her, after all, and.. Ange knows what she has nightmares about. It's the same thing, after all, over and over every night. When she relives the moment she lost her family, how she can't stop them to save them since it's all in the past..

He must have heard about that. She's sure of it.

But then again, he was so close to her.. why? Was he.. really trying to comfort her, something like that? Why would anyone do something like that..? She tries to shove that last thought away for now. ]

Ah.. don't worry. [ Ange manages to calm down a little, returning to her more usual tone. ] I have those all the time. It's nothing new to me.

[ She's used to suffering. ]

[...then why is he worrying about it, even if she told him not to? Sure, he would comply if that was the case but this...this is something different. He couldn't quite explain what it was, but seeing this girl suffer is...something he doesn't want. He wants her to forget about all those sorrows, and to look forward to something else.

...he doesn't know how to do that, however. He thought he did, but...

Looking at her, she seemed to go back to her original state of not seeming to care about things. Tch...it was apparent how much they shared in that aspect of personality.]

...hm. [He crossed his arms, closing his eyes in thought.] ...this didn't seem normal, however. You were...in pain. [He had to bring it up, he couldn't let it sit there.] ...your family...they mean a lot to you...don't they?

[ Normally Ange would at least try to deny that, but even she can't fight it when it's this obvious. She'll just look like a moron for denying something that's pratically a fact and something he knows for sure already, so she doesn't bother wasting her breath on it. Still.. despite hearing from Giorno what his life was like and how he's able to understand her a little in that sense, this is an aspect they don't share - so it's a little more embarassing to talk about. It's what holds her back for a few moments before she actually speaks up. ]

.. Of course they do. They're my family. [ And not in Giorno's sense, not just in blood but then they don't care for you - she knows her family did truly care for her. And she cared for them. Hence why she misses them so much. ] They.. were everything to me when I was younger. [ She avoids his gaze as she says it, afraid she won't be able to keep up her pokerface attitude otherwise. ] And then they were all taken away from me at once, so.. of course it hurt.

[As if that wasn't the obvious answer from the start- he figured that her family held some meaning to her...he just didn't realize it was to this scale- and it was unfortunate how he couldn't share that. His family...they didn't care about him at all- they left him there, scared, alone...but he was at least a bit curious. And his curiosity was giving him...well, this. Not that he didn't enjoy it...he just hated to see the dismay on her face.]

...I see. [That incident that occurred in the past...he was told of it, sure- but he couldn't see the impact of it till now.] ...maybe you could tell me a bit more about them. I'd like to know why they meant so much to you in the first place... [If they were anything like his fallen friends, maybe he'd understand a bit- and his current friends at least. He couldn't exactly see Mista getting killed...]

[ Her finger idly draws circles on her leg, so she just stares down at that instead of facing him. Not that she minds talking about her family, she likes it, but.. it's just.. easier that way. She doesn't like showing herself to others all vulnerable, she always feels the need to put up a strong front, so she's trying to hide a little like this too as she slowly starts to speak up. ]

I don't think there's much interesting to say. [ ... ] I guess.. they were kind people. [ Not entirely, but it's not like Ange knows.. and they were nice to her, either way. ] My dad was pretty goofy, he always thought he was so cool and loved to imitate heroes from action movies, saying lines in English like "see you again" or "have a nice day" all the time.. he was always very lively and very protective over me too. .. Now I'm thinking about it, even though they always denied being alike, Battler onii-chan was basically the same way. Battler onii-chan didn't live with us, but he still came over to visit sometimes, like on my birthdays. Those times were always the most fun, and that's when the house was the most lively.. And.. my mom was more calm than them, but she was always really nice too. Really smart as well, she was always the brains of the family compared to dad.

But the most important part is.. [ She swallows. The sappier and more honest she gets, the more difficult it is. ] .. They all loved me so much. The way nobody else ever has since.

[They all cared for her, huh...Giorno was listening to all of this as he felt himself nodding along with her story of her family. The description...they did seem like they were nice people he could get along with. So he's at least beginning to see how much it would actually hurt losing people like that in the first place- he couldn't exactly see himself losing Mista or Trish (Polnareff is in a turtle he's destined to live forever).

But hearing that last part made something inside of him click. He's not sure what it was- they were the only ones that had loved her like that ever since? ...he's not exactly sure how to respond to that in the first place. "Love" was definitely a difficult concept for him to grasp on, seeing as how he didn't have anyone to love...but...he wanted her to feel the exact same way she did when with her family- after all, she needed to be happy, right?]

...So. You've never quite experienced the same feeling ever since they were gone, have you? [Might be why she's so apathetic the whole time.] I'm sorry that nothing can exactly bring them back but...how...how would you feel if you were to experience that same type of love once more- to know that you're wanted...?

[ You should be glad that Ange can be rather oblivious to this in return compared to how blunt he is.. she's never been told anything like that, after all, and she's never had any experience with love or the like so she doesn't even think anything of it, instead she almost just looks.. confused, as if she doesn't get it. Ange gets a little bit more guarded, but she doesn't close herself off entirely - she's still more open than usually even now she's staring at him a little unsure. ]

What do you mean..? That's not possible, right? My family is dead.

[...what. How in the world was that not straight forward enough-!? Does he really have to spell it out...? No, he doesn't expect someone like her to get it, no matter how many times he has to say it. But then that means he has to do it through action instead of his words.

...but that presents a problem itself. He's never been one to actually outwardly express his true feelings in the first place- nor has he ever actually been able to express love. It's all a foreign concept to him, and his face was crinkling up a bit in thought. But...he wanted her to feel wanted herself, that somebody out there really did actually care for her in the first place- and to feel the same love she did when around her family. He was willing to do something like that for a person like her...

With a deep breath, Giorno took Ange's hand into one of his own, his eyes looking down all the while. Sure, he has to get used to the feel of her skin against his own- but her hand really was soft...soon enough, he felt himself lean forward a bit, his face just barely within distance of hers. If she didn't get what was going on right now, then he's definitely going to have to go in further...]

[ H.. huh?! Why is he coming closer like that?! If it were any other guy she would already have shoved them away, but she can't with Giorno, he's just been kind to her and helped her, after all - besides, he's not the type to be creepy and hit on girls randomly or anything, right?

But she still feels warmth streaming towards her cheeks when he moves closer like that, clearly getting flustered at all of this. Their faces are so close, how can she not be flustered at that? She's never even been this close to a guy before, and it's like she can feel her head starting to pound more rapidly in her chest for some reason.. ]

G.. Giorno.. [ She's not oblivious enough to not understand what's going on here, but that's probably why she feels so flustered, not exactly daring to move but not really resisting or trying to move away either, she just sits still.. ]

[~~In the background, one can hear the chanting of two fellow gangsters, called Mista and Trish, as they watch upon this in awe.~~

What exactly was he doing...? He's not sure himself, but hearing her say his name was enough of an indication that she...well, she finally got the hint of what he was saying. Well, at least it was enough to bring a tiny smile to his face- something he hardly ever does. Enough so that the next words almost come out as a whisper, intended for only Ange to hear (and in case some loser right hand man might be passing by).]

...I want you to feel loved Ange, is that so wrong...? Maybe you might not realize it by now, but there's truly someone who will be able to love you as much as your family did...and to make you feel wanted once more. And that person...

[He inhaled deeply, trying to force these next words.] ...I...want to be that person that guides you out of that darkness you so succumbed to. So... [At that last word, he can feel the distance between the two ever so closing, eventually finding that his lips were lightly touching hers, feeling something spark inside of him. He's not sure how she'd respond, but he had to take a chance here...]

[ ~~DARNIT MISTA AND TRISH!!~~

She's just literally frozen at those words he's saying. They're so sappy, so much that she's not used to it at all, but.. at the same time, he's offering her help. Again, considering he helped her already by taking her here and protecting her. But this time it's even more, it goes further, beyond his help and right into.. love. For a moment she doesn't know what to do, she figured she'd just die sooner or later so she never even considered it, so all she can do when he says that stuff is sit here, her face slowly growing red and her expression not as lineface as usually.

But then he kisses her. Really lightly, so lightly that she could pull away by tilting her head backwards so slightly. And there's a moment of hesitation, of thinking about it - can she really do this? Can she really let herself love once more, love this guy, even though she doesn't even know everything about him yet.. but on the other hand, he's saved her, he's been kind to her, and he's reasonable and intelligent - and she can't say she dislikes it.

So instead of pulling away, she moves to push her lips against his, closing her eyes. It takes a moment, as if she's wondering how to do it or hesitating, but then she moves her arms up too and puts them around his shoulders, holding him like that as she kisses him. ]

[He didn't think she was actually going to go through with this in the first place, but sure enough, he felt her press her lips against his even more so then he did. It was enough to earn a sound of surprise from him. It seemed as though that what he said had actually worked...that she was actually willing to experience the same love that she did for her own parents. Or at least, that's what it felt like to Giorno.

Even more so that he was trying to get used to the concept himself. He hadn't been with another women before, so...maybe this could be the one he had looked for. After all, Ange wasn't bad...and he could definitely sympathize with what she had been through in the first place, good and bad. More so that...maybe he had actually fallen for the girl as she had stayed here. He didn't dislike her from the moment they met, as well...so this was nice. Having someone to care for, that is.

Enough that he began to wrap his arms around her waist, pulling her body in as he had begun to get sucked into this kiss that they were having. Although he was a bit inexperienced at it, he seemed to take a moment to wonder how to do this as well...but it seemed to flow into him just naturally. So much so that he doesn't seem to notice his surroundings anymore. ~~Or a fainting Mista off to the corner.~~]

[ For a moment there's a panicked thought shooting through her head. Is she doing the wrong thing here? Or maybe she's being too impulsive, hopping on his offer so quickly, but.. it's not like she dislikes him, if anything, even though she thought he was strange when they first met.. she's liked spending time with him here. It's been so long since she's had normal contact with other people, after all - everyone is so rotten in this world, but Giorno.. he's different. He's trying to do what's right even for strangers, he has so many aspirations - the complete opposite of her. But that's why she likes him, right? It's not just admiration, it's.. that she just wants to stay by his side like this, even if she's not used to it..

By the time she breaks the contact off again with their lips, she still doesn't really move away from him. If anything, she's still lingering close, her face a little red and her expression a lot more open than usually, as if the usual barrier is gone. ]

You know.. usually you wait for the girl to answer before you do that..

[He doesn't seem to think ill of the situation at all. More so...he actually enjoys the position that they're in right now, it's enough to actually bring a smile to his face as soon as she pulls away from him. Sure, there might be some doubt lingering in his mind, but it's all put aside from the affection that he's feeling towards her at the moment. Sure, she may have her faults, but...in a way, he seems to find enjoyment in those faults. It actually gives him a reason to want to make her...well, happy, and if she's perfectly content with those reasons, then he himself will be happy for her.

But still, when she utters those few words, that smile of his doesn't seem to fade one bit as he places his forehead on hers. He might be new to this whole thing but...he might have a general idea of what it's like to be romantically involved.]

...But what if the girl didn't seem to answer? And only answered with the look on her face?

[ This guy.. she opens and promptly closes her mouth again like a goldfish as if she doesn't know what to say in return to that for a moment. Did she really look like that when he had said those things before kissing her..? Besides, it's so nice and warm with his forehead right against hers, even seeing that smile on his face - it's just as rare with him as it is with her, after all, they're both so lineface that smiles hardly even show up.

It's infectuous, either way. A few moments later she can't help but smile a tiny bit either, despite the faint pink that still lingers on her cheeks after all this. ]

Then the guy is pretty quick at making assumptions.. [ From her tone it's obvious that she doesn't mean it in a bad way though, if anything, it's more like she's teasing him. ] But.. maybe she doesn't mind.

[...she...actually let out a tiny smile of her own. It was enough to actually baffle Giorno...had he actually succeeded in what he wanted to do. In fact...she looked...pretty the way she was now. And Giorno is obviously enamored by her at this point in time. Enough so that his own smile was slowly growing from it's previous state. His face was also taking on it's own red hue.

...but this was nice, their foreheads together like this...it brought about a warm feeling inside of him, one that he actually didn't seem to know prior to this.]

Then maybe the girl has made guy happy in the process, if she doesn't seem to mind. [From his tone, it's obvious that he's lightly teasing her back, albeit everything coming out of his mouth is corny.]

[ That's okay, Ange loves corny. Just look at the guys she cares about the most, both her father and older brother are as corny as they come.. so it's not like she minds it from Giorno either, it's sort of endearing. And she's sort of corny herself when it comes down to it either way. ]

So.. [ She's still smiling a little, obviously just teasing him with the kind of tone she has, different than her usually complete deadpan one. ] .. was that your goal all along in bringing me here? [ Of course she knows that's not true either, but she can't help but make the joke.

Her hands move to grab his, holding those loosely as they sit there like that. ]

[Is this going to be a corny fest with these two? Sure, Giorno wouldn't mind it- in fact, he's sort of enjoying this sort of...would he call it falling in love? It must be, because with the way Ange is acting now, he seems to be finding her more and more attractive, and feeling her take his hands into hers made him let out a laugh- one that he normally doesn't permit to leave his lips. It was more...genuine, and childish, if anything.]

...hm. [He closes his eyes a bit in thought, hearing her teasing tone sure is something else. And he's enjoying every single minute of it.] ...you could say I saw you as someone I would want to be in love with, maybe I wanted to whisk you away just for that.

[well, it's not true, but he's obviously just teasing.]

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