...And The Reason Is You
Summary: "Hayato didn't like touching the piano, much less playing but in the end, he did...and the reason is you."
Tsuna closed his eyes blissfully and smiled, hearing the pleasant music coming from the piano. He hummed a playful tone and opened his eyes to glance affectionately at the person playing it. "You're really good, Gokudera-kun," he whispered so softly that it surprised the other.
"J-juudaime?" Gokudera blushed in embarrassment at being caught playing piano. He stopped playing and stood up, bowing in respect. "I'm sorry for disturbing your sleep! You should have ignored me!"
"It's fine," the smile that he gave was practically blinding though the brunet was clueless at the effect it had on the other. "I enjoyed listening to you play."
"You're too kind, Juudaime!" anyone could probably see the dog ears and tails popping and could just imagine the silver head looking as if a puppy waiting for his master's praise. "I simply don't deserve such praises!"
"But I think you do...," honey-brown eyes stared adoringly and his voice was a sweet as a honey. "It'd be nice if I can hear you perform again."
Watching the boss, who he had chosen to follow until the end of his life, Gokudera thought that he was really lucky to have met Tsuna.
"I would play the piano everyday for you, Juudaime."
Bianchi wondered about the strange relationship of her brother and the Vongola Decimo. She had thought it was strange even before long. Her brother was not one to like the weak and as much as the brunet was to hide it, he was still very weak. The way they even became friends was all too simply.
She had thought her brother would choose the strongest but in the end, he chose someone, who would accept him for who he was and she knew that he had made a good decision.
Hayato was not a perfect person, no one could ever be. He had his many faults and people would always judge these flaws. He was easy to irritate and he was quick to take drastic actions as well. Sometimes, he made things worse with his temper but he changed for the better.
Her jade eyes stared at the beautiful coffin sadly and she placed the bouquet of flower in her hand. She smiled slightly at the sight of the zinnia flower and she knew even without having seen it that it was from her brother.
"It's really an unfair thing," she whispered to the lone forest. "Hayato didn't even think of changing his ways. In the past, he wouldn't even dare to respect someone or even acknowledge me as a sister anymore. He was bitter to the world but then, he met you, Young Vongola."
"He began to respect someone and to gain more friends. He also started talking to me again and he even asked for my advice at times. It was like we were bonding as real siblings and I loved it..."
She looked down in shame, "Maybe it was my fault for not acting up. I had realized it since the beginning. I had notice the change in you two's glances and I recognized it as something of longing and dare to say it...love. I just ignored it and dismissed it as a simple crush."
"Maybe if I didn't then you two could have been happier before all this. Did you know, Young Vongola?" she felt warm tears falling from her cheeks. She could just imagine the two of them, so close yet so far. She could remember the tears her brother had shred for the other. "Did you know how much you mean to Hayato, Young Vongola?"
"Did you know...," she could hear the piano that was played so beautifully that it caused her heart to ache. "Hayato didn't like touching the piano, much less playing but in the end, he did...He played every day. He played with so much emotion."
"And the reason is you, Young Vongola."
She left the coffin and thought how it was unfair for Sawada Tsunayoshi to come in her brother's life unsuspected and to left too quickly that no one was able to say goodbye. She thought that Death was really cruel to take away the brunet before her brother could even say his feelings.
No, she thought it was madness of the world to take away their Sky.
And somehow, when she saw those honey-brown eyes again, no matter how much younger and innocent they were, she wanted to cry. She had indeed cried secretly when she saw the younger selves of those two people she always watched.
She wondered if it was a blessing or a curse.
"It would be nice to hear you play again," she mumbled to her angry mother and tried to keep her grieving heart in control. She couldn't afford to be weak now. She couldn't afford to waste this second chance. "The Young Vongola would like to hear it as well."
She almost smiled at the familiar glare that was sent to her. She missed this. Hayato was lifeless at Tsuna's death and she had missed this fire, this life. She never wished to see it disappear again.
Her brother might have said something but she ignored it and said, "You should probably confess your love..."
She gave a bittersweet smile. If this was really the second chance, then she wanted to do the things she regretted not doing. She wanted that love, that precious and pure feelings of her two important people, to be fulfilled.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Hayato looked away in embarrassment but when his green eyes caught side of that small yet powerful figure, a strange fondness came to those usually angry eyes though he never noticed the subtle glances nor blushes of the person he was looking at.
Bianchi wondered how they couldn't see it. It was plain obvious and clear to her but still, she would continue to look out for the two oblivious teens and she would continue to try seeing them together.
The woman was a romanticist at heart. She wished for the best for her brother and she knew that Tsuna was the best for Hayato. This was a second chance after all.
Didn't that mean that it might be different? That this love might not turn into a tragedy?
Black-chan: Just gonna say I'm alive! Just overwhelm with my school works...Anyway, hope you guys like this!~ Oh, and I'm having a major writer's block. Sorry and bye!