“L-Leonardo…?”“Y-Yeah…” The brunet

“L-Leonardo…?”

“Y-Yeah…” The brunet blushed madly.

“Are you… my…”

“Yeah… Steven setted me up…” Leo briefed as he let his bangs cover his eyes.

“Y-You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to…” Leo raised his head to this.

“No, no, no. It’s okay… I can understand your situation and since you always help me with my troubles, I thought I could do the same.” The youth explained. “… So… how do I look?” He muttered lowly under his breath, not expecting an answer.

“… Beautiful…” Klaus replied as they both flushed a deep crimson.

Klaus was the first to shake off the blush as he managed to regain control of his legs and began walking towards the teen. The brunet looked up from his position as the bespectacled man had stepped past him towards the bags.

Carefully, the older man took one bag in each hand and began to wheel them before coming to a stop next to the shorter Libra member. The red head had looked down with a concerned face as he asked,

“Shall we go?” The youth nodded as they moved towards the door that Klaus had entered through, finding Gilbert standing there already.

“The private jet is ready, sir.” The butler announced as he opened the door for the incoming two.



~A few minutes later~

The brunet’s mouth seemed to gape as he stepped inside and observed the interior of the aircraft. It was nothing like those airplanes he had flown on before. The interior was lined with gold and he meant on the ceiling and the window frames. Differing from the office, most of the colours were that of blue and green as it held patterns of vines and plants reaching out from every angle. The seats were a luxurious white as they were spread out so each seat gets around one metre of space. Pillows and blankets can be seen placed under the seat for convenience and had arm rests for both limbs.

The teen’s blue eyes scanned the interior for moments on end, but were quickly stopped as he felt a large hand upon his shoulder. His gaze averted to the person behind him as it revealed to be the leader of Libra bending a little over.

“Is everything alright?” Klaus asked. Leo’s mouth wobbled for a moment as he could barely find the right words. The youth took a quick gulp before speaking.

“Y-Yeah… Just so much to take in in a few hours…”

“… I’m sorry for putting you through this…” The red head apologized.

“No, no, no. Like I said before, I’d help you since you always helped me.” The teen waved his hands as to say, ‘don’t worry’. An awkward silence passed through as they stared at each other. It was quickly interrupted as a familiar voice was heard over the speakers.

“We’ll be taking off shortly. I advise you two to take your seats and seatbelts.” The voice was cut off by static as Leo nervously hurried over to one of the seats by the window.

Klaus followed shortly after, taking the seat vertically opposite of the teen, both taking a second before buckling their seatbelts. For a moment, the youth had familiarized himself with the surroundings before looking out of the window. It was dark and everything could hardly be seen. It wasn’t long until the jet had begun to move and Leo gripped onto his seat, awaiting for lift off.

Gradually, the plane increased in speed before ascending off the ground. It was amazing how the bespectacled man is able to even read a book whilst the plane pointed up on an angle. It was a few moments before the aircraft had balanced itself upright and flew smoothly over the clouds. Leo pushed himself up as he peaked outside of the window. City lights lit up the night and everything was dazzled in yellow.

The brunet enjoyed the view and the thought of flying across the sea. The beauty of how the waves would crash and the moon lighting up the sky. A new thought had come to mind as Leo turned to his boss.

“Umm, Mister Klaus?”

The man paused himself from his book as he looked up to the youth. “Yes, Leonardo?”

“Umm, how are we going to get past the tentacles?” The teen questioned a cold sweat rolling down.

“Do not worry, Mister Gilbert is personally flying the jet and is a trained professional. He will manoeuvre the jet so that it dodges each tentacle. And don’t worry about any sort of stunts, he always just leans away from the attacks.” Klaus reassured.

Almost immediately, after the red head had finished his sentence, Leo felt the plane steer to the right, letting the left wing lift up before the same happened for the other side. This had went on for half a minute as large sounds of falling water could be heard. The youth clutched harder to his chair each curve, but the red-haired man continued where he left off on his book.

After a while, the plane smoothed out its flight path once more as the teen gave a sigh of relief. Looking past the overwhelming threat that is the city, Leo observed outside the window once more as the dark sea came into view. Dazzling in the night sky were stars that haven’t been seen for months. It went on for a little while before Leo pulled the blind down and turned to the red head.

“Mister Klaus,” The teen called out. “Is there anything I should expect during the trip? Like what to say? Who to talk to? What to and not to do?”

“There are a few guidelines, but barely require too much effort. Knowing my siblings, they would want to know more about you.” The red-haired man predicted as he looked up from the book once more.

“Like what?”

“Hobbies, jobs and other information. I believe they won’t dig too deep into personal information. But be sure to keep them from noticing those eyes.” Klaus instructed as Leo took note. “There’s also the factor of deciding your name.”

“My name?” The youth repeated.

“Yes. We’ll have to produce a new name for your identity.” Klaus explained.

The youth thought to himself for a second as it had made sense. No one would believe that ‘Leonardo Watch’ is a female name, in any form or language. Thinking back, his mind roamed for a suitable name for himself as an image of the youth’s younger sibling came into mind.

“… Michella…” The teen spoke quietly.

“Pardon?”

“Michella Watch. That could work.”

“Are you referring to your younger sister?” The red head questioned as a he raised a brow.

“Yeah. I’m thinking something that is easy to remember.” Leo had not known why, but his face had flushed to the idea. He had no reason and yet he did.

Klaus gave a nod as he accepted the idea. After doing so, a yawn had managed to escape the teen’s mouth and the corner of his eyes had tiny drops of water forming.

“You should get some rest. We’ll arrive there in the morning.” Klaus insisted.

“No, no. I think I can stay up.” Leo reasoned as his eyes wiped away the small drops.

The bespectacled man wasn’t satisfied with the answer as he observed the youth. Another yawn comes from the teen as he continues to wipe away the small drops. Almost instantly, the older man closed his book as he released his seatbelt before standing up. He paced over to the seat beside the teen before sitting down, puzzling the brunet. Klaus continued as he lifted the armrest that separated the two seats.

“You may lean on me if you feel tired.” The red-haired man suggested. Leo took a moment to process what the other had said as he felt his cheeks rise in heat. Warily, he let his body tilt before his head had made contact with the man’s shoulder.

“… Thanks…” The youth mumbled as he rested on the arm. Slowly, the teen could feel his conscious fading as tiredness soon overcame his mind. The brunet soon fell into a deep sleep.

The older man sat quietly for a minute, as the arm the brown-haired male was resting on held the book he was reading. His eyes shifted back and forth between the book and the youth. Unknowingly, he had stopped reading as his eyes fixated on the sleeping figure. The man barely had any close proximity to another person like this as he could barely restrain himself. His left hand slowly reached over as he began running his fingers through the locks of hair. The man had a feeling welling up inside that told him silently, these next few days… were going to be his longest.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

"L-Leonardo ...?" "Y-Ya ..." berambut coklat itu tersipu liar. "Apakah Anda ... saya ..." "Ya ... Steven setted saya ..." Leo penjelasan saat ia membiarkan poninya menutupi matanya. "Y-Anda don 'harus t melakukan hal ini jika Anda tidak ingin ... "Leo mengangkat kepalanya untuk ini. "Tidak, tidak, tidak. Tidak apa-apa ... Saya bisa memahami situasi Anda dan karena Anda selalu membantu saya dengan masalah saya, saya pikir saya bisa melakukan hal yang sama. "Pemuda itu menjelaskan. "... Jadi ... bagaimana saya melihat?" Dia bergumam rendah pelan, tidak mengharapkan jawaban. "... Indah ..." Klaus menjawab karena keduanya memerah padam. Klaus adalah yang pertama untuk menyingkirkan memerah saat ia berhasil mendapatkan kembali kontrol kakinya dan mulai berjalan menuju remaja. Berambut coklat itu mendongak dari jabatannya sebagai pria berkacamata telah melangkah melewatinya menuju tas. Hati-hati, orang tua mengambil satu tas di masing-masing tangan dan mulai roda mereka sebelum datang ke berhenti di sebelah anggota Libra pendek. Kepala merah telah menunduk dengan wajah khawatir saat ia bertanya, "Apakah kita akan pergi?" pemuda itu mengangguk saat mereka bergerak menuju pintu yang Klaus telah masuk melalui, menemukan Gilbert berdiri di sana sudah. ​​"The jet pribadi siap, Pak. "butler mengumumkan sambil membuka pintu untuk dua masuk. ~ Beberapa menit kemudian ~ Mulut berambut coklat itu tampak menganga saat ia melangkah masuk dan mengamati interior pesawat. Itu tidak seperti yang ia pesawat telah terbang sebelum. Interior dilapisi dengan emas dan ia berarti di langit-langit dan bingkai jendela. Berbeda dari kantor, sebagian besar warna adalah bahwa biru dan hijau karena diadakan pola tanaman merambat dan tanaman menjangkau dari setiap sudut. Kursi yang mewah putih karena mereka tersebar sehingga setiap kursi mendapat sekitar satu meter dari ruang. Bantal dan selimut dapat dilihat ditempatkan di bawah kursi untuk kenyamanan dan memiliki sandaran tangan untuk kedua tungkai. mata biru remaja itu dipindai interior untuk saat-saat di akhir, tapi dengan cepat berhenti karena ia merasa tangan yang besar di atas bahunya. Tatapannya dihindari untuk orang di belakangnya karena diturunkan menjadi pemimpin Libra membungkuk sedikit lebih. "Apakah semuanya baik-baik saja?" tanya Klaus. Mulut Leo bergetar sejenak karena ia hampir tidak bisa menemukan kata yang tepat. Pemuda meneguk cepat sebelum berbicara. "Y-Ya ... Hanya begitu banyak untuk mengambil dalam beberapa jam ..." "... Saya minta maaf untuk menempatkan Anda melalui ini ..." Kepala merah meminta maaf. "Tidak, tidak, tidak ada . Seperti saya katakan sebelumnya, saya akan membantu Anda karena Anda selalu membantu saya. "Remaja itu melambaikan tangannya dengan mengatakan, 'jangan khawatir'. Keheningan canggung melewati mereka saling menatap. Itu cepat terganggu sebagai suara familiar terdengar di speaker. "Kami akan melepas lama. Saya menyarankan Anda untuk mengambil dua kursi dan sabuk pengaman. "Suara itu dipotong oleh statis Leo gugup bergegas ke salah satu kursi dekat jendela. Klaus diikuti tak lama setelah, mengambil kursi vertikal berlawanan dari remaja, baik mengambil kedua sebelum tekuk sabuk pengaman mereka. Untuk sesaat, pemuda itu sudah dibiasakan diri dengan lingkungan sebelum melihat keluar dari jendela. Itu gelap dan semuanya hampir tidak bisa dilihat. Itu tidak lama sampai jet mulai bergerak dan Leo mencengkeram ke kursinya, menunggu untuk lepas landas. Secara bertahap, pesawat meningkat dalam kecepatan sebelum naik dari tanah. Itu menakjubkan bagaimana pria berkacamata ini mampu bahkan membaca buku sementara pesawat menunjuk pada sudut. Itu beberapa saat sebelum pesawat itu skor itu sendiri tegak dan terbang mulus di atas awan. Leo mendorong dirinya saat ia memuncak luar jendela. Lampu kota menyala malam dan semuanya terpesona dengan warna kuning. berambut coklat itu menikmati pemandangan dan pikiran terbang melintasi laut. Keindahan bagaimana gelombang akan crash dan bulan menerangi langit. Sebuah pemikiran baru datang ke pikiran sebagai Leo berpaling ke bosnya. "Umm, Pak Klaus?" Pria itu berhenti sendiri dari buku sambil mendongak ke pemuda. "Ya, Leonardo?" "Umm, bagaimana kita akan melewati tentakel?" remaja mempertanyakan keringat dingin bergulir. "Jangan khawatir, Pak Gilbert secara pribadi terbang jet dan merupakan profesional terlatih. Dia akan manuver jet sehingga berkelit setiap tentakel. Dan jangan khawatir tentang apapun stunts, ia selalu hanya bersandar jauh dari serangan. "Klaus meyakinkan. Hampir segera, setelah kepala merah telah menyelesaikan kalimatnya, Leo merasa pesawat mengarahkan ke kanan, membiarkan lift sayap kiri sebelum sama terjadi untuk sisi lainnya. Ini telah berlangsung selama setengah menit sebagai suara besar air jatuh bisa didengar. Pemuda mencengkeram lebih sulit untuk kursinya setiap kurva, tapi orang berambut merah terus di mana ia tinggalkan di bukunya. Setelah beberapa saat, pesawat merapikan jalur penerbangan sekali lagi sebagai remaja memberi napas lega. Melihat masa lalu ancaman besar yang kota, Leo diamati luar jendela sekali lagi sebagai laut gelap datang ke tampilan. Menyilaukan di langit malam yang Diulas yang belum terlihat selama berbulan-bulan. Itu berlangsung selama beberapa saat sebelum Leo ditarik buta turun dan beralih ke kepala merah. "Pak Klaus," The remaja berteriak. "Apakah ada yang bisa saya harus mengharapkan selama perjalanan? Seperti apa yang harus dikatakan? Siapa yang bicara? Apa yang harus dan tidak boleh dilakukan? " "Ada beberapa pedoman, tapi hampir tidak membutuhkan terlalu banyak usaha. Mengetahui saudara saya, mereka akan ingin tahu lebih banyak tentang Anda. "Pria berambut merah diprediksi sambil mendongak dari buku sekali lagi. "Seperti apa?" "Hobi, pekerjaan dan informasi lainnya. Saya percaya mereka tidak akan menggali terlalu dalam ke informasi pribadi. Tapi pastikan untuk menjaga mereka dari melihat mata. "Klaus menginstruksikan Leo mencatat. "Ada juga faktor penentu nama Anda." "Nama saya?" Pemuda itu diulang. "Ya. Kita harus menghasilkan nama baru untuk identitas Anda. "Klaus menjelaskan. pemuda itu berpikir untuk dirinya sendiri untuk kedua seperti itu masuk akal. Tidak ada yang akan percaya bahwa 'Leonardo Watch adalah nama perempuan, dalam bentuk atau bahasa apapun. Berpikir kembali, pikirannya berkeliaran untuk nama yang cocok untuk dirinya sendiri sebagai gambar dari saudara pemuda yang lebih muda datang ke pikiran. "... Michella ..." remaja berbicara pelan. "Pardon?" "Michella Watch. Yang bisa bekerja. " "Apakah Anda mengacu adik Anda?" Kepala merah mempertanyakan sebagai ia mengangkat alisnya. "Ya. Aku sedang memikirkan sesuatu yang mudah diingat. "Leo tidak tahu mengapa, tapi wajahnya telah memerah ke ide. Dia tidak punya alasan dan belum dia lakukan. Klaus memberi anggukan saat menerima ide. Setelah melakukannya, menguap telah berhasil lolos mulut remaja dan sudut matanya memiliki tetes kecil air membentuk. "Anda harus beristirahat. Kami akan tiba di sana di pagi hari. "Klaus menegaskan. "Tidak, tidak. Saya pikir saya bisa tetap terjaga. "Leo beralasan sebagai matanya menyeka tetes kecil. Para pria berkacamata itu tidak puas dengan jawaban saat ia mengamati pemuda. Menguap lain berasal dari remaja saat ia terus mengusap tetesan kecil. Hampir langsung, orang tua menutup bukunya saat ia merilis seatbelt sebelum berdiri. Dia mondar-mandir ke kursi di samping remaja sebelum duduk, membingungkan berambut coklat itu. Klaus berlanjut saat ia mengangkat sandaran tangan yang memisahkan dua kursi. "Anda bisa bersandar pada saya jika Anda merasa lelah." Pria berambut merah yang disarankan. Leo mengambil waktu untuk memproses apa yang lain telah mengatakan karena ia merasa pipinya naik panas. Hati-hati, ia membiarkan tubuhnya miring sebelum kepalanya telah melakukan kontak dengan bahu pria itu. "... Terima kasih ..." Pemuda itu bergumam sambil beristirahat di lengan. Perlahan-lahan, remaja bisa merasakan memudar sadar sebagai kelelahan segera mengatasi pikirannya. Berambut coklat segera jatuh ke dalam tidur nyenyak. Orang tua duduk diam selama satu menit, sebagai lengan laki-laki berambut coklat sedang beristirahat di memegang buku yang sedang dibacanya. Matanya bergeser bolak-balik antara buku dan pemuda. Tanpa sadar, ia telah berhenti membaca saat matanya terpaku pada sosok tidur. Pria itu nyaris tidak punya dekat orang lain seperti ini karena ia hampir tidak bisa menahan diri. Tangan kirinya perlahan mencapai lebih dari saat ia mulai menjalankan jari-jarinya melalui rambutnya. Pria itu memiliki perasaan mengalir dalam yang mengatakan kepadanya diam-diam, beberapa hari ke depan ... akan menjadi terpanjang.