I know I have other things Im supposed to be posting but I had to get this one up. I cant find the ending for my mukuro lemon in the abyss known as my bedroom SO! I give you this, for the time being. Its kinda fluffy and cute but I liked writing it. I seem to have this tiny fixation with Gokudera and his ability t play the story was inspired by a piano song I heard! It's epicness but I can't remember what it's called lol I'll give out the link at the end.

Anyways, Enjoy~

Gokudera always came up missing right after lunch time. Everyone who knew him was aware of this. Everyone of these people also brushed it off. He was known for being a heavy smoker so everyone just assumed he was out to have his midday cigarette. In a sense they were all right. He would disappear to go smoke. His spot of choice was below the window to the old music room. It was always unoccupied until a few weeks ago. Until She came.

He hadn't seen her the first time, he heard her. She tuned the ancient looking piano in the far corner of the room. Since no one was ever around she assumed no one would hear her play. But when the notes began to flow through the air he couldn't help but be captivated by her skillful hands. He had never bothered to look in the window, he would just sit and listen.

The day he finally looked into the window she knew she had an audience. It was almost immediate how quickly she stopped playing. Her hands shook slightly on the keys as if she were afraid of him. He couldn't help the attraction he now possessed for her. She was truly beautiful in a classic way, much like the music she unknowingly played for him. Sadly she didn't feel the same way. She shot up from the piano, scattering sheet music as she fled the room. The window was low enough for him to jump in. When he couldn't find her he went back to the piano. He organized the sheets of music and noticed that it was unfinished.

He took them.

She had waited almost a week to go back, hoping he wouldn't be there. He wasn't of course but her music was gone. She sat on the bench and laid her head down on the covered piano keys. Her dark brown waves fanned out over her body, hanging off the bench. That song meant a lot to her and now she had to start all over. She didn't recognize the boy and even if she did she would never go looking for him. That would mean she'd have to talk to him and just the idea of it had her nerves on edge.

What am I going to do now? I wont be able to-

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of something heavy landing on the ground. She instinctively jumped up but when she saw him she though she would cry. He was attractive in a sense, if one liked the bad boy image he possessed. But it wasn't his looks that had her so nervous. In his hands were the sheets she so wished to have back.

"Please...Give them back." Her voice was soft and fragile, not something you would expect when one was demanding something. From the look on his face he apparently didn't know what to think of her.

"What's your name?" He asked softly. He saw how badly her hands were shaking again so he didn't try to get any closer to the piano.

"M-my name? It's A-amane Ki-kiryu" She wasn't looking at him. She couldn't without wanting to flee.

"Amane..."

He had a grin on his face. It boggled her to say the least. He hadn't spoken anything else to her. When he gave her the sheets he turned around to leave. Out the window. She waited a minute or two before she walked over to the window to see that he was indeed gone. Breathing a sigh of relief she smiled softly to herself, looking over the sheets in her hand. The melody played in her mind as her eyes went over the notes. Like reading a story. But something was wrong. Not wrong...there were notes that she didn't add.

When she played it she was awestruck herself. The ending...his ending. It was something she never would have thought of. But it suited the rest of the song. More then that it was perfect. She smiled at the fluttering the song had left in her stomach. It was exhilarating! Perfection...but it wasn't hers. She could never use this, not without his permission. She gasped and turned around when she realized something. She didn't even know his name.

Amane waited for him the next day but he didn't show up. Nor the day after that. It had been a week and every day that passed she waited at the window hoping he would finally appear. She couldn't wait much longer. When he came into view of the window her stomach dropped. She couldn't help the fact that she was nervous. Waving her hand to him he stopped walking.

He came to the window and she smiled shyly at him, rehearsing what she wanted to say in her head.

"I've been waiting for you." Idiot. You sound like some kind of stalker!

"Why?"

"I-I...the ending...thank you" That sounded stupid. He noticed her wringing her hands together and rose an eyebrow. She quickly hid her hands behind her back before stepping back from the window.

"You're welcome."

"W-would you...would you like to hear it?"

She moved out of the way when he jumped in the window. Taking that as a yes she walked over to the piano, willing her fingers to calm down. After taking a deep breath her fingers moved on their own, flying over the keys. When the music ended you took a deep breath.

"I take it you like it then?"

"It's brilliant...I never would've-" Amane finally looked up at him and smiled.

"What's your name?" He blinked taken aback that she didn't know who he was. Everyone knew of the transfer student didn't they?

"Gokudera Hayato."

"Gokudera-kun can I...Can I use your ending?"

"I wrote it for you." Amane blushed and looked down. Her long bangs hid the bashful look on her face.

"T-thank you Gokudera-kun. I-" The bell rang and she looked up. She ran out of time.

"I have to go...ano...here." She dug into her pocket and handed him an envelope as she gathered her things. She couldn't tell him she was leaving. Today would be the last time she probably got to see him.

"What's this?"

"It's a ticket...this song, I'll be playing it next week...will you go?"

"Yeah..."

His seat was empty. It was depressing to look out into the crowd and not find him. If it weren't for him she wouldn't be up on the stage in the first place. Wringing her hands out one last time her fingers found the keys. Though the audience applauded she felt sad. She didn't play her best, she couldn't. The song felt empty without him there. No matter...it's not like she would ever see him again. After this performance she would be touring the world.

When Gokudera saw the name in the paper he froze. It was familiar but he couldn't place it. It took him a minute to realize who it was. Amane Kiryu. He dug in his pocket, fetching out his wallet and inside he pulled out a faded ticket. It was the ticket she gave him just before the Varia Conflict started ten years ago. Even after it was over with and he was dubbed the official storm guardian he couldn't find her. She had left Namimori entirely. And tonight she was returning to play her final concert.

It wasn't hard to arrange. He'd even shirked his duty to Tsuna to get this one last chance. She'd become beautiful over the last ten years but even from standing across a room he could tell she had never really gotten over her nerves. He fidgeting was less noticeable but when she wrung her hands out he smiled.

He sat directly in the front row. Amane was introduced and the crowd cheered as she walked onto the stage. She faltered when she saw him. She knew instantly who he was. The brief moment they shared eye contact felt like an eternity. A small smile touched her lips as she sat at the piano. Several people began to murmur when she began to play. It wasn't a song listed anywhere in their agenda. But Gokudera knew what it was instantly.

Every song after that told him how she was doing over the years. He felt everything from fear to joy and back. Throughout the entire event he wore a smile on his face. Her skillful fingers had the crowd standing and clapping. He simply stood and smiled up at her. Amane's eyes never moved from him, even as roses were brought out to her. She wanted to speak to him, to hug him. To thank him. As she walked off the stage her heart fell.

"You've grown." The sound of his voice made her jump out of her skin. He chuckled as she ran over to him.

"Gokudera-kun! Of all the concerts to go to you come to my last one."

"I'm sorry...that day I-"

"It was ten years ago, it seldom matters now. You have no idea how much it means that you came tonight." Amane said reaching her arms up to hug him. He hesitated at first but hugged her back.

"I can't believe you remember that song."

They laughed, staying in her dressing room as she told him about the last decade of her career and life in less then an hour. He didn't share much, not that he could. He listened to her and watch the expressions that she made. Ones he couldn't imagine her making ten years his cell phone rang he felt a stab of guilt.

"Can I see you again?" He asked ignoring the vibrating in his pocket.

She blinked and her head tilted slightly as she gave him another brilliant smile. "I'd like that. I'd like that a lot"

They both knew he was more then likely lying. They each had their own lives to live. It was sad to see him leave, but fulfilling all at the same time. Her career had started because of him. And now it would end with him. She shook her head before getting up to change out of the gown she wore. The sound of the door opening had her stomach fluttering.

"Gokudera-kun?"

"Hello, Amane."

Her eyes widened before she fell unconscious on the ground.

Theres more to this then meets the eye! lol I'll post the second chapter right after I think up a decent twist or something...damn me and my imagination! oh yeah the link for the song! :O it's spaced out

http:/www. youtube. com/ watch?v= bT1Cr3UqcZA

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NOW!

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