"A stand user? What the hell is that?!" You asked.

"Oh boy now we've gotta do a lot of explaining." Abbacchio said with a rather annoyed tone.

"Wait if Mista has those yellow beings . . .," You said aloud, your eyes widened and turned to Narancia, "Narancia, you have an airplane don't you?"

"How did you know (Y/n)?" Narancia asked.

"I remember the first time we encountered each other, I heard an airplane noise and it was red, it was also capable of shooting bullets. You also had a radar too, over your eye?" You said pointing at Narancia.

"She can definitely see our stands then." Bucciarati confirmed.

"Tell us your stand and what it does!" Abbacchio shouted almost grabbing you by the shoulders until Narancia smacked his hands from you.

"Don't try to lay your hands on (Y/n)." Narancia said with a glare.

"I don't even know what you guys are even talking about." You said as you blinked in confusion.

An hour later~

Aside from Abbacchio yelling at you claiming you must be an enemy stand user, Giorno and Bucciarati took the time and kindly told you what a stand was and what not.

You didn't know you had fighting capabilities within you. It sounded bizarre and hard to believe but you couldn't deny the fact you've already seen their stands and their strange but amazing abilities. After the hour long discussion you went to your reserved room you were staying at for the time being. It was 4 in the afternoon.

You looked outside the window of your room, you noticed the building or rather the headquarters of the mafia was on the quieter side of the city. It was probably most likely built here because of how fishy the police get around the main areas of the city, and of course a mafia must keep itself and its actions quiet.

You looked down at your palms, perhaps joining Narancia and the others wouldn't be such a bad idea, I mean you had nowhere else to go and no one else to "trust". 

"Tch. If I ever see those 'parents' again . . . and if I get to see and control my stand . . . I'll raise hell upon them." You promised yourself as you furrowed your eyebrows with extreme anger.

Just then there was a knock at your door. You turned yourself to the door and relaxed your facial features, "Come in."

The door proceeded to open, "Sorry to bother you (Y/n)."

"Oh! Giorno! Don't worry about it, you didn't disturb anything." You said with your hands on your lap. 

"Ah, very well. I was wondering if you'd like to go to the grocery store with me, Mista and Narancia." Giorno offered.

"Sure." You said with a small nod.

Giorno smiled, "Great! I'll be waiting outside of your room until your ready." 

"Yeah."

Giorno closed the door.

You put on your light blue converse and fixed your hair a bit, such as having a ponytail with a few hair strands hanging out. You exited your room and you saw that Giorno kept his word as he waited beside your door.

"Ready to go?" He asked.

"Yes." You replied, deadpanned.

35 minutes later you and the rest of the grocery group finally got to the store.

"Alright, here Narancia." Mista said as he handed Narancia a small piece of paper.

Narancia gave a confused grunt along with a similar look to go with it.

Giorno stepped up, "You and (Y/n) are going to pair up and look for the specific groceries listed there while me and Mista look for the other groceries."

Narancia's eyes widened and his jaw dropped to the floor. 

"And if your done before us go put the groceries in the back of the car, you guys can walk around, we'll call you when we're done, ciao!" Giorno finished as he started walking off with Mista.

Mista turned to face you two as he was walking backwards and mouthed: 
"Have fun you two." and winked and turned with his back now facing you two.

Narancia blushed madly as his eye twitched while you were just standing there looking at the pile of apples in front of you.

Narancia turned to you and sighed, "Ready to go look for the groceries?"

"Yeah what do we need?" You asked.

Narancia looked down at the list provided and his eyes widened as you two were only given 3 items to buy. Narancia growled, knowing the gang must've set the two of you up to have alone time together. 

"What's wrong?" You asked as you noticed his sudden annoyed look.

"O-Oh! Nothing (Y/n)! I was just surprised that we don't have much to buy." Narancia said with a nervous closed-eyed smile as he pointed at the list. 

"Then we'll probably get done early like them, let's go." You said as you walked off into the chips aisle.

Narancia stared at you with worry. He felt something off about your aura and the tone of your voice, it seemed . . . different. You guys picked up some chips, soda and candy. Narancia paid and then you guys left the store in silence, as you guys got to the car and put the items in the back Narancia spoke up,

"Is everything alright (Y/n)?"

You closed the trunk as he asked you his held back question. A breeze passed by as you replayed his question in your head.

"Everything . . . " You started, "Is not okay, Narancia . . ."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked.

"No I . . . I just need some time to myself." You said as you broke into a cold sweat.

"W-Wait (Y/n)!" Narancia called out to you as you walked off into a shopping plaza.

"Dammit (Y/n)." Narancia said in a worried tone as he hurried after you.

You pushed people out of your way, trying your best on not to show your face since you did runaway from home and you didn't want the risk of showing your face in case your parents titled your status missing. You felt a familiar presence nearby and you couldn't help but move your legs and find out.

There was a massive crowd at a certain spot that caught your attention, you looked over someone's shoulder and to your horror it was a group of policemen with your parents handing out flyers of you and giving the people information that could help out with the investigation.

"Oh crap this isn't good." You thought nervously as you backed away slowly.

Just then a hand was placed on your shoulder and you jerked back in surprise.

"Shh. Let's get the hell out of here." Narancia whispered into your ear.

You nodded slowly making your way out of the crowd.

"Hey! Doesn't that that (h/c) hair look familiar in the back!" A random man shouted up front with the police pointing down at you.

"And isn't that Narancia Ghirga from the mafia, Passione?!" A woman's voice shouted.

The entire crowd turned to look at you and Narancia while your backs were facing them, frozen.

"Get them!" Your mothers voice roared among the crowd.

Narancia grabbed your hand and began sprinting down the road.

"Narancia! What are we gonna do?!" You yelled as the crowd chased behind you guys.

Narancia turned his head halfway at you, "We're getting the hell away from them! I promise I'll never let them take you!"

Your eyes gleamed with hope by his promising words. Your fingers wrapped around his hand tightly.

You left your hope in Narancia's hands.

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY NARANCIA YOU PRECIOUS BEAN!! QWQ  I'm sorry this chapter came out late when I said I'd post it on my birthday, May 5th. I was tired and unmotivated to write. XD I'm also starting to work on a Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba Kyojuro Rengoku X Reader story and I'm pretty excited to publish it when it's ready, I hope some of y'all will be interested in reading it. :) ALSO WHY TF DID DEMON SLAYER/KIMETSU NO YAIBA END LIKE BRUUUUHHHHH!! I'M SO FREAKIN SADDDD!!! TWT Anyway, enough of my short vent, I hope I left a good cliff hanger. ;) I hope y'all are having a fine day/night! Stay safe y'all! Arrivederci and don't forget to stay bizarre my friends! ~ Sam Kujo.