Summary: In which Lavina Gokudera isn't dead, and Hayato learns that his father wasn't the only one of his parents that was rich. Slightly late mother's day fic. Family fluff. Two-shot.

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR.

The normally very sweet and gentle youngest child of the Gokudera family, Lavina, screamed her outrage at the one man she'd always thought she could trust, her older brother.

"I can't believe you never told me this!" she yelled at him, tears flowing onto her flushed cheeks. "TEN YEARS! You've been keeping this from me for ten years!"

"It was for your own good, Lavina," he replied. "That man caused you nothing but heart ache while you knew him. When you lost your memories in that accident, it was a chance for you to start over, and I didn't want that chance to go to waste."

"But what about my son? Did you ever think about him?" she enquired, her voice slightly hysteric at the thought of what could have happened to her son these past ten years.

"He has his father to take care of him," replied her brother with a slight sneer; obviously, he didn't have a very good opinion of her ex-lover.

"But what if something had happened to him? What if he needed me?" asked Lavina, her mouth quivering. "I…I need to see him…I need my baby…"

The head of the Gokudera looked at his very much upset younger sister and felt the sight pulling at his heartstrings.

With a sigh of defeat, he said, "I'm sorry for keeping this from you. Would you like me to arrange for you to meet your son?"

As Lavina walked through the streets of Namimori, she felt her heart thudding in her chest, her palms sweaty as if she were a nervous little schoolgirl off to see her crush.

Her son would be sixteen-years-old by now.

'What is he like?' she couldn't help but wonder. 'Is he like his father? Or did he take after my side of the family?'

The woman was so caught up in thoughts of what her son might have grown up to be like that she almost didn't hear her aforementioned son shouting profanities and beating up a man easily twice his age, cowering on the ground in front of him.

Catching a glimpse of silky silver hair, the young mother turned in the direction of what she had just realized was a very loud and very violent display.

"I'll make you wish you were never born, scum," hissed the irate teenager, and Lavina felt her heart skip a beat at the sudden wave of familiarity that washed over her.

Standing there watching the boy beating up the man cowering before him, Lavina felt her heart shatter into a million pieces.

She would recognize that face anywhere.

But it had changed so much from the last time she'd seen it.

Those beautiful eyes, once shining with intelligence and love and happiness were now hardened with suffering and hate.

Those smooth, nimble fingers of his were now crisscrossed with scars.

That once innocent smile had changed to a fearful grimace.

What on Earth had happened to her precious little baby?

"Hayato! Stop it!" called a voice, and Lavina turned to look at who had spoken; a boy with soft chocolate brown locks and eyes of the same hue. "You're going to kill him!" called the boy in distress.

"He deserves to die," spat Hayato, but stopped nonetheless, drawing back with a scowl on his face.

The man on the ground scrambled to his feet and ran away, not once looking back.

Sending one more glare in the direction of the fleeing man, Hayato turned his attention back to the brunet.

"Are you alright, Juudaime?" asked the silveret, and suddenly, it was as if he were a completely different person. His hands fluttered nervously over his friend, his voice laced with concern. "He didn't hurt you too badly, did he?"

"I'm fine," laughed the brunet, and tried not to flinch when Hayato brushed a gentle hand over a scratch on his cheek.

"Thank goodness," said Hayato, a thoroughly relieved smile gracing his features.

And Lavina felt herself let out a sigh of relief. Perhaps her Hayato hadn't changed so much, if he could smile like that.

The suffering, broken little boy was still there, but he was all but hidden beneath the caring and gentle friend who was worried for his Juudaime.

The brunet smiled back at him. Then, as if he had suddenly sensed her gaze, his gaze flickered over to Lavina, and for a moment, his face was completely emotionless. Then, his eyes widened as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing, his mouth gaping open.

Confused at the sudden loss of his friend's attention, Hayato followed his line of sight, and felt his heart stop at the woman he saw standing in front of him, she looking just as shocked as he felt.

There was a moment of silence before the woman took a slow, hesitant step forward, whispering, "Hayato…"

SkyGem: Well, there's the first chapter. Sorry it's so short, but I hope you enjoyed it! The next chapter will be out tomorrow! Expect lots of fluff, eh? Oh, and I'm so sorry that I haven't been able to update anything at all lately. It's my senior year, and graduation is coming up, so I haven't had much time to get much of anything done. And it doesn't help that writer's block has been plaguing me for about a month yet. I hope to be able to change that, but who knows, eh? Anyways, please do leave a review and let me know what you thought!