Okay, so this story is seriously umm...has nothing to do...much...with the manga. It does not follow the storyline, nope, it's just something I thought of.....because I was really bored...and.......yes, some characters might be OOC, and it does include one of my OCs......

A fallen leaf finds its way gently to the tip of my nose.

I breathe in the fresh air of the cool Italian spring.

What a wonderful life, I thought

* * * * *

A scared tree limb snaps and finds its way to the cold barren earth.

The once cool Italian spring is now filled with lies, hatred, and the smoke of flames.

I hate this, I don't want to live in a life like this, I bitterly thought to myself.

My name is Mika. Shiroyuki Mika.

Shiroyuki, the majestic white of the fallen snow.

Mika, the fragrance of beauty.

I once lived in a small countryside in the rural areas of Italy, where the flowers bloomed for miles and the warmth spread from place to place.

I don't remember much.

I remember my childhood, raised by families that had adopted me.

I had been adopted all my life. I never had any permanent family. In fact, I never knew my actual parents. I was with my adopted families all my life, living in the meadows of rural Italy.

I lived with a total of two families.

One was the family of a Mafia leader. He had already two children, a silver haired boy who was the same age as I, and a magenta haired girl that was older than I. I found out not much later that I was only adopted to keep the silver haired boy company and be his friend.

When the boy, whose name I recall was Gokudera Hayato, ran away from the family, I was returned to the orphanage, for I was of no use anymore.

I was then adopted by a family who lived in a village in the rural part of Italy.

When I was twelve, a fire burned down the whole village of the family I was living with at the time, along with the people who thrived there. My adopted family, my friends, my loved ones, my happiness.

All of that burned away in the bitter flames.

* * * * *

"I think you'll be happy to know that there is someone willing to take you in." said the orphanage's caretaker.

Mika looked up from the small book she was reading.

"Who?" she asked in her small voice.

It had been four years since the fatal fire that had took away her loved ones. Now, she was 16 and was in an orphanage right outside a large city in Italy.

"Oh, he claims to be your relative, and has been searching for you for a long time." replied the caretaker.

Mika brushed her white, silken hair out of her eyes and rubbed fatigue out of her lavender eyes.

"Come with me, he's waiting at the front." said the caretaker as he gestured for Mika to follow him.

She nodded, stood up, then followed the caretaker to the front of the orphanage.

"Ah, yes, here she is." said the caretaker.

The front of the orphanage had a large glass window that faced the ocean. The light from the morning sun shone in and blinded Mika, making her almost unable to see the figure of the male there to see her and his companion.

"Ah, so here is my little sister. My, she looks just like me," came a gentle male voice, "What do you think, Shou-chan?"

The second figure, who was as well male, stuttered then responded.

"Erm...uh...Yes, I see the resemblance, Byakuran-san." replied the second figure.

The first figure approached Mika, his footsteps sounding of boots, yet the steps were so light you had to concentrate to make them out.

Mika then saw the features that he had.

The man, who's name was apparently Byakuran, had white, spiky hair, resembling the shade of her own, and small lavender eyes, the pupils the same shade as her own.

A hand reached out and gently stroked her face.

"It's nice to meet you, Mika-chan. I'm your 'long lost brother'." said Byakuran with a kind smile on his face.

"Mika's luggage; is it ready?" Byakuran called to the caretaker.

"Yes, we'll be loading it onto your car shortly." said the caretaker with a bow.

"You'll be coming to live with me, to make up for all the years we were apart." said Byakuran as he gestured to his companion to come over.

"I'd like you to meet my personal assistant, Irie Shoichi. I prefer to call him Shou-chan though, 'cause 'Irie Shoichi' sounds to formal." said Byakuran.

Mika got the sense that this Byakuran, or rather, her 'long lost brother' was a rather laid back fellow.

"Now, lets go. The car's waiting. There is so much I must tell you and so much you must know." said Byakuran as he led Mika outside, followed by a frantic Irie Shoichi calling "WAIT!!"

The door of the fancy white car was opened, and Mika was gestured inside to the fine black leather seats.

Byakuran followed in second, followed by Irie.

The driver of the car closed the door. Mika could hear some of Byakuran's companions loading her bag of belongings into the trunk of the car.

"Umm, Byakuran-sa-"

Byakuran put a finger to her lips.

"I'm your brother. You don't have to be so formal." said Byakuran with a smile to his face as he lifted the finger.

"Umm, Onii-san, are you rich?" asked Mika with a hint of curiosity.

She eyed Byakuran's fine tailored white suit and Irie's white uniform.

"Hmn," responded Byakuran, "I guess you can say that."

Mika heard the car start.

She hadn't been inside a car for a long time. In fact, the last time she actually saw one was when she lived with Gokudera Hayato.

"Saa." said Byakuran as the car jolted and drove away.

Onii-san – Big brother, for those who don't know.....

Oh and, the kanji for Shiroyuki, Shiro – white, Yuki- Snow, and for Mika, Mi- Beautiful, Ka- Fragrance

Okay, you probably guessed this already:

I KNOW ALMOST NOTHING ABOUT ITALY

I just guessed and tried the best as I could.

Some things might be somewhat true, but I'm sure that if you're reading this and you have either a) lived in Italy b) studied Italy's landscape c) Are there right now or d) are smarter than me, you know that I've just made most of this up off the top of my head.....