((Note: So I thought of them two being seperated by a tower to make it more... Storylike. It's pretty rough since I typed this while having a bit of a writer's block.

PLEASE REVIEW THIS! Enjoy~))

A long time ago, there were two little boys. They did everything together, which made the friend of one of them jealous. They got along really well, well enough to be considered brothers. Even though they're not related to each other by blood, they treated each other like family. But, of course, things will happen between two with a good friendship. They got in to a fight, a fight where the skies turned gray and the earth started cracked. They made up with each other afterwards but it may happen again. To prevent it from ever happening again, they were both trapped in a tower. One on the top and one on the bottom far away from each other, so that they can never touch…

They weren't treated like prisoners in the tower. It's just that they can never see each other but they can hear each other's voices echo in the tower. The tears that they cried and the far away good nights they gave each other but, one day...

"Hey..."

"Hmm...?"

"... Happy birthday…"

"Thank you." The boy on the top of the tower smiled. He was surprised to see that he remembered. However—

"Sorry I don't have anything for you. E-even if I did..."

"It's all right. You already gave it to me." The boy on the bottom of the tower wondered what he gave him. He was in a good mood today so he decided not to wonder or ask about it.

What they didn't know was that the space between them was the wall that can never be taken down, no matter how friendly they were. What they didn't know was what will happen to them later…

Many years has passed and they were let out of the tower. When they saw each other, they have changed but, their friendship was still the same. They went their different ways and kept in touch as much as they can. But, they both felt that they never really left the tower…

The man on the top of the tower established what is now called the Vongola. The man on the bottom established what is now called the Shimon. Then there was a conversation about one of them moving. No one knew what happened after that.

All they know was that the Vongola was in trouble and the Shimon came to help them but it turned out to be a scam. The Shimon died and was then labeled to be criminals while the Vongola didn't want to talk about them. Ever—

But one rule was made between them, how the sky is blue and the earth is brown, they must never meet, for if they do, they will suffer the consequences. One of them will be imprisoned in an eternal tower that is if they lose in a battle. They two of them did this so that their friendship would never be broken.

Then again, no one really knows both sides of the story. As the years go by after this event, it was driven into turmoil. Until now, there are two boys; two boys who are different yet alike at the same time.

Because of a misinterpretation, they got in to a fight where that rule applied. One boy thinks there's more to it than what they know while the other thinks that he can't be trusted. They are both hurt by this; they didn't want to believe that they're like this at all. The other doesn't want to fight while the other does; but they both aren't aware that they are nothing without the other.

Can the boy who represents the sky make up with the one who represents the earth? Will the young Vongola find out the truth to the misinterpretation? Or will one of them have to disappear for good?