No use to delay... (VONGOLA BOSS CANDIDATES)

[Johann Georg S. Faust X]

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width, 460, true][atrb=style,border-top-left-radius: 1px; border-top-right-radius: 1px; border-bottom-left-radius: 1px; border-bottom-right-radius: 1px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 15px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 15px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 15px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 15px; background-color: #000000] The sun above on the sky seemed to start to aknowledge the season. It wasn't horribly strong today,w hat was ggod, considering that summer was meeting it's end and autum was just about to start. The birds chirped loudly, enjoying the trees that they knew that would be left completly nude in the next 3 months, in preparation for the winter to come. But, for now, the weather was enjoyable. The sun shone bright ont he sky and the wind wasn't that strong. It seemed to be a good day inn Italy. No clouds in the sky, no upcoming storm, no heat wave, just another good day. Oh, yeah, spring and autum were much better than the extreme heat and extreme cold of summer and winter. Well, not that a German cared much about extreme cold. The heat was his biggest issue. What was a German doing here? Johann was still asking himself that question, being so that he had yet to see the color of the money he had been promised. Damn you, Vongola. Damn you all to hell. Well, for the past month he had done nothing but watch the bothersome little kids running around. He was really questioning himself how int he 7 hells he'd deal with a deaf boy – with himself being blind and all, you know... Well, well, well, if it isn't a challenge we find ourselves with in here. And then, there was one of the kida he had yet to see. It was troublesome. He hated it. Nobody ever thought of making his job any easier, did them? “'Zink aboud' 'ze money, Johann. 'Ze money...” But, seriously, today it was sorta getting ridiculous. Too many kids, only one blind man. He was surely gonna get a head of white hair muuuuch faster now. Well, no use in delaying the unavoidable. So, the German tutor went all the way to sending a letter, sealed with his dying will flames, to the 3 Vongola Boss Candidates. To one of them he was pretty sure it was a waste of apaer. He had lost sight of the kid and never again found that brat again. On said letter there was an adress and a date for the fated meeting. The adress was the house he had rented and currently called a home. It was a nice cozy place, pretty, he was sure of it, he trusted Kraken's archicteture senses. The octopus had pretty good senses, for many things, indeed. So, the day came. It was finally the time. Johann was sitting on his comfy chair with his fateful octopus box animal beside him. Both were in the living room, staring right to the entrance door. Johann oftenly poked and bothered the octopus that didn't seem to be enjoying that game. Such a grumpy box animal. Johann couldn't have gotten something worse. At least this one was quiet, it didn't make a noise – much because, when out of water, it's 'mouth', more like beak, was turned to the floor – because if it could, it would be even worse. Well, no complaining now, all the blond tutor and his grumpy sea animal friend could do was wait for the candidates. Well, at least 2 of them.

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[Denahi Sawada]

[atrb=style, width: 495px; height: 540px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/kd6dd0.gif); border-radius: 4em 4em 4em 4em; padding: 15 15 15 15;] WHAT THEY NEED IN THIS WORLD IS SOME LOVE. Denahi stared at the front door of the "k'so jii-jii" or stupid old man as he called the tutor for now. A tutor? Wasn't the tutoring of Gokudera and his grandfather enough? Apparently not - and it cut him right in the middle of the day of meeting Maria once more. And it was hot outside, perfect weather to go play with Shouhei and train. They'd sweat a lot more and get even further with their limits. In Denahi's stubborn and free mind, they did far enough as training and would be able to face danger. After all, the Varia headquarters weren't exactly the safest place to go, especially not since Maria did everything to keep him out (and failed doing so too). The green head scratched the top of his head and sighed while placing the cap back on top of the long locks he was holding in a low ponytail today. A white shirt, beige pants with many pockets, his own rings around his neck instead at his fingers, the boy wasn't planning to do anything today, except meeting this mysterious Johann. He had looked the fellow up. And found...Nothing at all. Except a few rumors about his box animal (which told him that it varied from a cat to an octopus, which made Denahi think about takoyaki) and about his tutoring skills. But for the rest, he only got a vague picture of some long blonde locks...And a clear crack on the camera too, probably having been recorded right on the moment when the camera was crushed without destroying the chip card. It had annoyed Denahi, him who doesn't like to meet new people without knowing anything about them. Oh well... He stepped forwards, sneaking towards a side window and peeked inside. The only thing he got to see was the back of the man was blonde hair and something squishy looking that was partially hidden by some sort of piece of furniture. So boring. And useless as move. The half-blood and 'no-good-option' sighed and shrugged. He'd have to go see him face to face, eh? This time, his head high, Denahi walked over to the front door and knocked. The door was unlocked and open, the piece of wood moving with each knock he made. Should he enter? Wouldn't that be disrespecting the man to enter his house without permission? Well, why else would he have his door open like that? A blind person would listen to the 'click' a closing door would make. A deaf person would double check if it's well closed. A person with all it's senses has both signs of sight and hearing and also hopefully common sense. So, it had to be open on purpose apparently. So the first option stepped in and went to the living room where he had seen the man from behind and his squishy thing. "Good Afternoon, Fa-" Green eyes widened at the sight of the huge box animal next to the blonde man that looked quite scary next to it. Those two were a pair and god, they looked pretty awesome, didn't they? Denahi just wished he could see the eyes of the man now, those being hidden behind glasses. Did this man want to hide his feelings or anything? Denahi didn't like it, because it meant he wouldn't be able to read any extra feelings in the man's words - and that was a bother for him. It'd be as if Johann was a speaking doll. He inhaled deeply and bowed politely to the blonde. "Guten Tag, Herr Faust." he spoke with the little German he knew. "My name is Denahi Na'atmik Sawada. I'm the grandson of Sawada Tsunayoshi. I'm glad we finally met. I've been quite curious about you. I hope we'll get well along." Denahi forced a smile. He was still not that pleased of today, being still annoyed. But, the man wasn't a "k'so jii-jii" anymore and had ranked up into someone interesting. But most of all, Denahi wanted to poke and hug the huge squid next to the man. It seemed like a fun thing to do after all~ Wordcount: LAZY Notes: Nice to meetcha~<3 And sorry for the suckiness D: