Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn blah, blah, blah! Happy now?! *goes to sit in dark corner Tamaki-senpai style*
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Prologue
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I have this someone always on my mind. His beautiful long, dark blue hair. His narrow, mismatched eyes. His curved playful smirk. His deep, rich voice. All of it is still embedded in my memory.
But every time my thoughts hover to that certain person, I feel sadness.
Many who hear this are always telling me: "Why don't you go to him?" or "Forget about that person".
I can't do either of them
First, I can't go back to that man. I can't because he won't be the same someone I met the first time. It frightens me. It hurts me…that he won't remember who I am at all.
Second, I can never forget such a being. I'll never forget his smile; it seemed almost forced…hiding something he didn't wish to show me. I'll never forget his laugh or that dance we shared in his room; I loved that beautiful music we moved to. I'll never forget the droplets of water trailing down his cheek bones. And, no matter what, I will never forget his words.
"You still kept your promise of dancing with me, Tsunayoshi-kun."
When I was returned back to the present, it was then it hit me. Will I love my Mist Guardian like I did him? Will he return those feeling? Or…will I use him for my own selfish reasons?
I don't know
I'm hoping he will help me find the answers for these questions.
Mukuro Rokudo, my Mist Guardian…
I wonder if he will share one dance with me.
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.:Prologue end:.
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A/N: I'm sorry for the long wait! *sweat drops* It took longer than expected, but I'm glad I was finally able to start the sequel to "My Last Dance with You". And I wish to thank every single one of you guys who've been reading and reviewing my fanfics! They give me the motivation to continue with my stories. I hope the Yaoi god will shine down upon you for your awesomeness! *hands everyone pocky*
P.s.
Should I change the title of the story? I might do that in the future, but not now…too lazy. *is stabbed with a trident*