Disclaimer: All of the original Reborn! characters belong to Akira Amano.

Chapter 1: Family Reunion

"Kyoko-chan! You need to try this week's special chocolate mousse cake. It just melts in your mouth!" Haru exclaimed to her best friend. The two girls decided to celebrate their glutinous tradition at a pastry shop called A&T's Cakes, which had recently opened and received rave reviews. A series of decadent cakes sat on top of the table which separated the two young ladies as they indulged themselves and savored every single sugary bite.

Kyoko looked at the nicely defined young lady right before her. Now twenty years old, Haru had matured physically with her whorl of hazelnut-brown hair reaching her waist and her large coffee-colored eyes outlined with thick curls of lashes. She had outgrown her scrawny teenage body, which morphed into that of a form fitting adult's. Though she remained slender, one can notice her muscles buried underneath her lean physique. As the years progressed, more and more people, especially the guys, have learned to appreciate the doe-eyed belle.

To Haru, Kyoko herself, did not disappoint the eyes of the male population. Her silky, straight, carrot-colored hair gleamed as the light from the cafe bounced off her. Her eyes shined just as brightly as Haru's and gave the impression of innocence and a never ending depth of warmth. Her sweet smile gravitated people around her. These assets made Haru realize why Tsuna was attracted to her; she was his sunshine, the one who always smiled at him no matter what arduous challenges or burdens he faced. She was his source of sanity. Though the two were not in a relationship, the first time Haru comprehended these facts as well as the limitations of her relationship with Tsuna, she felt an aching pain in her chest. She cried herself to sleep that night and the rest of the nights that followed. A bittersweet feeling lingered in Haru's heart. Never the type to will ill towards someone, with the exception of Gokudera (always) and Hibari (sometimes), Haru could never accuse Kyoko of stealing her Sky. How could she when all her companion ever did was encourage her with love and give everlasting support in whatever craziness Haru did. She knew no one can ever call the Sky as theirs. It looks over them and they at it. It can grace and mesmerize everyone with its presence but it can never be contained. However, Haru still held on to that lingering thread of hope for her chance to be with the Sky no matter how much her logic reprimanded her to stop.

"Haru?"

"Hahi! Gomen ne Kyoko-chan. Haru was in a daze for a moment."

"Is something bothering you? You haven't even devoured your first slice of cake, which is a surprise since we would usually finish half of our order by now," Kyoko said giving her a thoughtful look that only she can pull off as cute.

"Oh," Haru mumbled while thinking of a way to cover up her musings. "Haru was just thinking of the family gathering that her family's attending."

"The Vongola Famiglia's having a get together?"

"Ah no, Haru's mom's side of the family is having this big get-together to commemorate Ojiisan's death. Haru misses Ojiisan a lot. He used to come over our house and give Haru cakes and candies! He spoiled Haru a lot." Haru smiled nostalgically. "Before he died, he said he wanted every one of his relatives to come together but I guess he couldn't live that long. But, no worries! Haru promised to make that request happen even if he's gone into heaven. I know Ojiisan's still watching over us." the doe-eyed exclaimed.

"That's wonderful!" Kyoko beamed.

After an hour full of conversation and indulging had passed, the two stood up from their seats and journeyed home. They said their goodbyes once they approached the intersection that separated their paths. A couple of minutes into her walk, Haru felt a strong presence following her. She made a sharp turn to the nearest corner, pressed her body against the wall and prepared herself to meet the stranger once he emerged from the street. One minute passed and no man came; Haru, however, still sensed the threatening presence that emanated from her stalker. Her heart started to thump harder against her chest and suddenly she heard a voice greet her.

"Ciaossu."

Haru stiffened for a moment but then registered the greeting. She knew that there was only one person who would ever use that word to acknowledge others.

"Konnichiwa, Reborn-san. How have you been?" she finally replied, still trying to get her heart to a normal pace.

"Neh, Haru, do you still like Tsuna?"

Haru's cheeks slightly turned pink at the mention of the name. "Eh? What makes you say that Reborn-san?"

Reborn stared at Haru blankly for a few moments before looking away and replying, "It's nothing. Don't worry about it." The little hitman then gave Haru one of his cute smiles and said, "I'll accompany you on the rest of your way home."

Haru smiled back with appreciation. "Haru would like that."

As the two were walking back to Haru's place, Haru was caught off guard by Reborn's next question.

"Neh, Haru, are you excited about your upcoming family reunion?"

"Reborn-san...how did you learn about Haru's family reunion?" As far as she could remember, Haru hadn't mentioned it to anyone except Kyoko. The hitman just smirked and kept quiet as they reached Haru's home.

A week had passed after her meeting with Kyoko, and Haru now stood, wearing a mint green sundress, in front of the doors to her Obaasan's house. Calling the place a house was an understatement. The traditional-styled, three-story residence took up 6,000 square feet and had a large garage located next to it. The foundation was made out of white granite textured stone with polished dark brown wood outlining the windows and the sloped roof was lined with ceramic tiles that were the same shade of dark brown. A foot or two of grass outlined the front, adorned with traditional bonsai trees and a baby weeping willow adjacent to the house. The pond took up almost the entire front of the house and its edges were decorated with massive stones and plants in white, round stone pots. A wooden bridge connected the sidewalk to the property's parking area in front of the garage, which acted as the only source of access into the house.

Haru and her family were escorted straight to a large tatami room containing a series of connected low tables and blue floor cushions. At the head was a large altar with her Ojiisan's photo adorned with yellow chrysanthemums. The seats were gradually filled as the guests began to enter the room. Haru twiddled her thumbs as except for her Obaasan. Never been one to feel intimidated, Haru decided to start a conversation with the person to her right. "Konnichiwa, my name is Haru desu. What's yours?"

"Haru...Haru...," the bulky man next to her mumbled. With a look of realization, he exclaimed, "So you're Miura Chiharu's daughter! I'm Seijūrō Yasuo, your uncle. Well...distant uncle. Your mother and I were like brother and sister when we were younger but, by the look you're giving me, I don't think she's ever mentioned me to you before." He laughed wholeheartedly, making his baritone voice resonate throughout the room. "Though I can't say I blame her. I was always the rowdy, spontaneous black sheep of the family. One day, I just upped and left the house and never came back for almost ten years. I've straightened out though: I finished college, started a family and even continued on to get a master's degree in architectural engineering. Hahaha." Haru just smiled and listened to her newly acquainted uncle. "I can't believe Chiharu's little girl turned out to be quite pretty like her. I should have seen it coming though. Like mother, like daughter...guess it runs in the family. Just look at me and my son. Ahaha!"

"Haru has a cousin that she doesn't know about?" Haru asked curiously.

"Ah yes, he's about your age, maybe a year or two older. Quite the catch like his old man here. Want to go out with him? He's single," he offered, giving Haru a mischievous grin, to which she replied with a heartfelt laugh. Then, Haru felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Haru, what are you doing here?" the young man asked with a confused tone.

Haru gazed up at his face and was startled.

"Haru," he repeated, "why are you here?"

"Um...Haru's here to attend her Ojiisan's memorial," Haru replied. However, she was too afraid to return the question to him.

The man gave her a thoughtful look. "Your Ojiisan? ...Haru, do you by chance think that we're re—?"

The man was cut off when everything suddenly turned pitch black.

Hi guys, I hope you liked the first chapter. This is my first fanfic ever, and I'm writing this with my dear friend Allie-cat83. Without her this story would not exist, if it did, it would have a ton of grammatical errors. So, thank you Allie-cat83.

This story will mostly center on Haru's development. From what you've read so far, the characters are in their twenties, and that Haru may be related to one of the Vongolas. Wonder who it is? Wanna guess? We plan to ship Haru with someone, so let us know who you guys want Haru to end up with kay?

Please review. Constructive criticisms are welcome :3

Thanks for reading!