jychan: A side story for the Fire Guardian of the Rose Noire Famiglia and the Storm Guardian of the Vongola Famiglia. This is going to be a three-shot. Can be side story to Black Rose.

Summary: He has always noticed her green eyes. It had the same shade as his, but there was something with her eyes. It has always been that way in the past, present and possibly in the future. 59OC

Past

Gokudera Hayato was currently in a party with his family. They were apparently invited to a party that was hosted by another mafia family. He sighed. All the people around him were older than him. There was nobody in the party that had the same as him. His older sister was out of the question, since she would poison him and he hated that a lot. He scratched his head. He wished he just stayed home and practiced piano.

He blinked for a moment. He heard a familiar tone. It couldn't be- It was the very piece he was still learning for the Piano Recital. He ran to where the music came from. There was a big crowd before him, but that didn't stop him from seeing who was playing the piece. He finally arrived to the front as the piece had ended.

He blinked. The pianist who had committed no error and had played the piano piece efficiently and correctly was a girl of his age. His eyes widened at the sight. He was astonished that another person of the same age could play that piece that was so difficult. He simply stared at the girl until green eyes countered his.

The girl's eyes were of the same color as his. Her hair was red and she had the most serene looks. The girl's eyebrow rose in acknowledgement. Did she just notice that he was staring at her? He turned around and shook his head. It wasn't possible. There were other people at the crowd so noticing him was quite impossible. He turned back and had noticed that the girl was still staring at him. He swallowed. He was getting nervous.

"Oh my, young boy, where is your father? Is your older sister, Bianchi, here as well?" A man in his forties had approached him as he just chuckled nervously and nodded.

"Ah yes." He replied in straight Italian. The man he was talking to was the host of the party. Of course, the man would know him and his family.

"I bet you found Vio's playing superb, right?" The man said as he just nodded. After all, he was truly astonished with the girl's performance earlier.

"Which reminds me, you play the piano, too, correct?" The man asked in fluent Italian as he nodded once again. Well, a lot of people knew the fact since his father would often ask him to play during parties.

"Why don't the two of you play together?" The man asked as Hayato's eyes widened. He was quite surprised with the offer. He was often asked to do so, but this time he wasn't able to prepare for this.

"Father, what are you up to this time?" The young girl from earlier had went near them as the man chuckled and greeted the young girl, "Vio, great performance as always."

The young girl rolled her eyes and curtsied before Hayato. "I am Violeta Ricci. It is a pleasure to meet you."

Hayato was taken aback. How could the girl curtsy before him when they were just of the same age? He swallowed and greeted in return. "I am Gokudera Hayato." He bowed afterwards as the little girl chuckled and smiled.

"Vio," The man called his daughter, "Why don't you show him around the mansion?" The man asked as Vio nodded and had led Hayato the way. Hayato was a bit confused, but he had just followed Vio, who was walking in front of him.

"Hey! Wait!" Hayato called as Vio was getting faster than him that he had to run in order to catch up with her. "You're so mean! You couldn't even wait for me!"

The girl laughed as she patted Hayato in the head. "What?" Hayato asked in confusion. The girl had laughed at him. He touched his face. Was there something in his face? Well, he was eating a bunch of cookies the lady pianist had given him earlier.

"I'm sorry. It was just weird to have someone catch up with me." Vio said as she gave a smile, "Usually, people would get lost in the way, but you're not bad. You could even be a Mafioso with your skills."

Hayato's eyes widened. Him? A Mafioso? He'd rather be a pianist. It was his dream to become one someday. To become a Mafioso in the future might be possible, but he just wanted to be a pianist for now.

"I-I don't think so. I want to become a pianist. That's why I'm going to work hard for my Recital." Hayato replied as he blushed while Vio simply chuckled.

"That would be nice, Hayato." She replied as the wind blew and her hair got caught up with it. "Argh! The wind is really annoying. It really messes up my hair."

"You hate the wind?" Hayato asked as Vio shook her head, "It's impossible for me to hate the wind. It's nice at times, but there can be times when it is so annoying." She added, "Just like now when it messes up my hair!"

She brushed her hair with her small hands as Hayato took out a green ribbon that was from the cookie pack that the lady pianist gave him earlier. "You can use this."

Vio took the ribbon from his hand and smiled at him, "Thank you, Hayato."

He blushed with her reaction as he looked away and nodded. "No problem."

Weeks passed and the young lad continued on visiting the young lady from the Ricci Famiglia. Their friendship had continued and had developed. Vio would sometimes visit Hayato if the said boy was not feeling well and Hayato would return the sentiment if it were the young girl who was not feeling well.

Months passed after the unfortunate Recital that the silver-haired boy experienced and he had decided to change his childhood dream. His resolution had changed and even Vio had seen this change in him. And it was even more evident one day.

"Vio," The young girl turned to her playmate, "I know how much your father spoils you a lot. So, if you truly ask him this, he would surely agree."

Vio raised an eyebrow and tilted her head in question. It was certainly true that her father continually spoiled her and had not denied her anything that she wanted. "Yes?"

"Please. Tell your father to let me be part of your mafia famiglia." Hayato said as his green eyes sparked in determination. Vio's eyes widened for a moment.

"But why? Didn't you want to become a pianist someday? Wasn't that our childhood dream?" Vio said as Hayato shook his head.

"Being a pianist is something that will remain as a dream for me. I can't." He frowned, "Being a Mafioso is something that is inevitable for me."

"No. I can't." Vio said as Hayato's eyes widened. "I just can't."

"What do you mean?" Hayato asked as Vio shook her head, "You're not suitable to be part of the mafia famiglia. You're better off as a pianist. You can't do anything."

This was all wrong for him. He was just going through this depression state, right? Besides, didn't the crowd praise his piano-playing during his recital as unique and abstract? He could still play. He was one of the best pianists she had heard. Her ears could never be wrong. She was a pianist, herself. He was suited to become a pianist. She was sure of that.

"I will prove you wrong. I will become a good Mafioso. I will become the best Mafioso in the mafia world. I'll show you." Hayato said while his eyes were grim. Vio looked at him with great terror. "One day, I'll show you."

He went away as Vio kept her mouth shut. She couldn't talk to him anymore. He had changed. It was good if he changed for the better, but he had changed for the worse. She clasped the ribbon on her hair. She wondered if he ever noticed that the ribbon she was wearing was the very same one he gave her the first time they met.

jychan: So, how was it guys? :) Please give me any feedback so that I may further improve. :)))))