Author's note: Thought I'd attempt a multi-chapter fic for once. Truth be told, I am kinda scared since I'm not very good at writing. Hope this story will interest you! Also, thank you for all the reviews and comments on my previous fics! I don't get much time away from work, but I promise you I cherish every fave, follow, and review! (TT w TT)

Hayako sat at the bar, contemplating the events of the day so far. She clutched (what was probably her fourth) whiskey glass, as she tried to repress her emotions and if luck was on her side - her memory too.

"Hayako, you won't believe what just happened!" exclaimed the Tenth, with a look of utmost joy on his face. "Kyoko said yes!"

Hayako's eyes widened as her mind went blank and she was left speechless.

With all the strength she could muster she gave a big smile, hugged the brown-haired boy, and offered her best wishes.

After that, she promptly bowed and left the room within a matter of seconds. Thinking of no better place, she entered the bar- a place known to her for quite some years. She would always go with the rest of the famiglia on most occasions, but today; she just wanted to be alone.

Her head felt heavy and her heart was crushed. Her unrequited love of 5 years was destined to remain that way she guessed.

She felt a teardrop making its way down her cheek, but now she was way past the point of caring.

"Oh so you're here Hayako chan!" exclaimed a voice near the entrance.

Hayako knew that idiot's voice all too well. How wouldn't she? He has been following her around for more than 5 years now. Hayako didn't dignify the raven haired boy's call with a response. She began gulping down her drink in annoyance.

She could hear his footsteps coming closer.

"Easy there Haya chan! You'll get a hangover!" said Takeshi, resting his hand on her shoulder.

"…"

"Haya chan, are you okay? Haya chan..?"

Now Takeshi was really worried. She should've been burning his ears with profanities by now for her nickname, but she just sat there- looking down at her drink, ignoring him altogether.

"Haya chan, I am worried about you. You've been missing for a few hours now. And Tsuna had no clue where you were either! Why didn't you answer my calls?"

"Sorry Yamamoto. I'll come back in a bit."
" C'mon Haya chan, I think you've had enough" said the rain guardian- his usual smile now replaced by a look of serious concern.

As he tried leading the silverette up by her arm, she immediately brushed him off, glaring at him through teary eyes.

"Leave me the fuck ALONE you baseball freak!" she yelled.

Ignoring the attention that they had no attracted, Hayako ran out of the bar leaving a speechless Takeshi behind.

Running aimlessly, Hayako ended up at a park bench.

"Why? Why am I so pathetic? Why can't I get over this! I'm his right hand, his loyal aide, and most of all; I knew this day was coming! But still-"she lamented.

Before she realised, she started sobbing uncontrollably, her shoulders shaking. The dam keeping her feelings in tact had now burst and she didn't know what to do with herself anymore.

She felt so miserable that she didn't even notice the raven haired boy standing next to her, waiting for her to look up.