Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Pairing: 8059

Raiting: PG – 13

Summary: The rain had left and now after four years the vongola is at a drought. The vongola needs their rain guardian but will he return to the life he runs away from?

Disclaimer: I do not own Reborn, Amino Akira does.

Prologue - Drought

The clear sky is giving a promise of a peaceful day

As if there was not a storm just yesterday

It was dark and windy and flashes of light can be seen

But the water that should be pouring down was missing

There were lightning strikes coming from above

Like they were being called to the ground by someone they love

It destroyed and shocked almost everything it came in contact with

But not all because its usual conductor had made its goodbye bid

That dreadful day had passed and moved towards the next

Welcoming people with a mist at dawn when they awake.

There were droplets and moist in the area but they are fake

Because the one that cause them is no longer the same

The sun had finally risen visible to everyone's eyes

Letting them know that his counter part had long been gone

Telling them that it is better being dry

Rather than being wet with water that can't be undone

The clouds are floating in the open sky

Showing his freedom to the ones that have an eye

They are no longer black but white today

Promising that the rain that left will forever be away

The sky had promised not to forget

The rain that help him cleanse each target

Because he don't want the rainbow to brake

He tried his best for everyone's sake

But the rain that escaped

Kept on running further away

Not letting anyone in his cape

Not even the storm that needed him all day

Years have past and drought came to the land

Everyone felt the need to give out a hand

But none of them succeeded in completing the task

Because the rain is the only one that can replenish the flask.

The sky is clear showing the sun that shines throughout the field. The field is dry like there was not a storm yesterday. It is dry not because of the sunlight, but because it never really got wet at all. The storm yesterday was weird because there is not a single drop of rain that has fallen, just powerful wind that caused trees to fall down.

Cheers echoed throughout the entire field as the player with the jersey number 80 takes his position at the batting field. The player walked towards the field with a wide smile in his face. He positioned himself waiting for the ball to come to him. He focused his mind into one single thought forgetting everything else as if it is the only thing to do in this world. Hit the ball. Hit the ball. He repeated over and over in his mind.

The ball was thrown and he frowned concentrating his eyes on the balls movement. Closer. Closer. He thought as he estimates the time for him to swing his bat. Now! The player moved his arms forward with speed and precision.

"Bang" The bat hit the ball in the best angle possible which caused the latter to fly into the open sky towards the other end of the field and landed on the people watching over there.

Cheers have echoed once more. The player had started running in a slow pace towards each base with his hands waving in the air and with a smile wider than the one he had earlier. While running and waving he is observing everyone that is cheering for him hoping to see familiar faces that he has not seen for four years. He felt sad deep inside but he is not showing it in his face. Why would they come? It is his fault after all, he is the one who left and cut all ties with them. I was the one who run away from them.

The player had passed the third base and he's moving towards the last, still observing everyone that is watching him until he saw a familiar man. He stopped from his track and stared at a man with silver and shoulder length hair. The man is wearing a black suit with red colored inner shirt. The man that he is looking at just stared back at him not showing any emotion in that beautiful face. He saw the man move his head signaling him to continue from playing the game. So he did, but once he looked again the man is gone. Was it just my imagination?

To be continued.

A/N: This has no beta so sorry for the grammatical errors. This is just the prologue that's why it's short. Please Read and Review! Thanks!