CHAPTER TWO

The head quarters were back to normal once the Varia had left. Tsuna had run off looking for Kyoko and the rest had gone off to do paperwork or whatever it was they did. Sara sat quietly in the company of Reborn who toyed with a strand of her silvery hair. He looked up taking in the young woman's features. The way her messy fringe came to a predominant point between her eyes, how her hair flowed down her back and onto the seat of the couch, as well as its silky texture. The mild warm of her pale skin and those soul piercing, all knowing, pale blue eyes with their jet black crescent moons that framed each of them.

He was curious about the woman. She had never spoken more than a sentence around the others but always listened when she didn't feel like been all alone. Her ring intrigued him somewhat too. "Sara do you prefer always been alone?" he asked softly.

She looked down at the small baby and sighed softly. "No and yes." She answered softly.

She watched as the small infant took her hand and admired her ring with great curiosity. "Your ring?" he asked curiously watching as her gaze fell on the unique ring on her finger.

She nodded glancing over at the door then looked down at her hand again. "It can only be worn by a female of the Vongola bloodline." Her answer was simple but made much sense to the hit man who sat in her lap.

"That would mean you have the same ability to see through all like Tsuna does?" he asked slowly still examining the strange ring. She nodded her head in response and looked down at the small infant, the fingers of her free hand brushing against her locket.

"My mother passed the ring on to me just before she passed, she told me to guard it with my life and to never let it leave its place on my finger until I pass it on one day. This ring is the reason the Millefiore seeks me out." Her soft voice echoed through Reborn's mind. He looked up slightly taken by the sad expression in her eyes. It was over whelming just to look into them, to feel the same sadness that loomed over her existence every single day.

"Then it must be extremely unique for them to want it so badly do you not think." She looked down at Reborn and nodded.

"The ring isn't the same as the other rings. It grants its user more than just the will flame, like Yuni it allows me to resurrect those who have fallen, but I must take on part of their pain in order to heal them. The only curse that came with the ring was that the guardian's hair turned snowy white and glowed, the reason I locked myself away."

Reborn was slightly shocked by what the woman was saying, he was mesmerized by her as she sat with him and told him of the ring she wore. With small fingers he ran a soft fingertip over the cold glowing stone and compared it to Sara's hair. Just as Sara wanted to continue telling Reborn about the ring the door of the lounge was burst open and in ran a nervous Tsuna from a fuming Hibari. She looked away unaware that the infant on her lap still held her hand in his looking at the ring. Tsuna acknowledged the two who sat in silence when he fled from the lounge. Hibari slammed the door behind him as he followed suit.

Reborn looked back up at Sara as she sat staring out the window. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she thought of her past when she looked back down at Reborn. "To wear this ring is the ultimate curse because of its power, I am the light in the darkness, the moonlight at the darkest hour. This family has their sun and I, I am their moon."

"The Vongola moon, said to hold the most beautiful sadness ever seen by mankind, a woman whose tears would hold the most painful truths and deepest secrets, a woman who like the moon is alone, watching everything below her." Reborn mused as he recalled the legend that had started with Sara's late mother and it was now her painful legend. He looked up at her, he knew all about her, but hearing this information from her made it seem more reliable. He never knew how one being could walk alone for so long.

She looked at the infant and a tiny smile played at her lips as she glanced out the giant window. "Even the moon is not alone it has its stars even though the beauty is found in its sorrow. It will always have the sun as well." Reborn looked up at the woman even though the smile was small it was something so beautiful he could have never imagined it. He knew she was referring to the rest of the Vongola whom surrounded her each and every day.

He watched her intently as she picked him up and took him to the library. Before she made her way back to her room to read through the journal her mother had left her before she passed. Closing her room door she pulled out the book from the box she had hidden it in and started paging through it slowly. Till she came to a paragraph she had over looked before.

"My beautiful daughter as you come of age you shall notice that your aging will slow down rapidly, almost to a halt, do not fear as this is part of the curse that must be accepted by the wearer of the ring. My life did not count much as I grew ill not to long after receiving the ring, I tried to cure a disease but instead it took my body, as follows I write this to tell you my love that you can only resurrect the dead, nothing more than that. The fact that your life becomes so extended will stem in the strength you have when you take on part of the person's pain."

She sighed as she looked at the page. This was the curse of the moon she was only able to love once. Closing the book she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep. In her sleep she found herself floating into a dream. It was strange, one of her favorite songs echoed through the beautiful hall way as she walked alone through a sea of swaying bodies, the place was the ballroom in her home. A beautiful white dress floated around her as a masked stranger approached her, taking her hand and leading her into the dance, holding her close as they twirled elegantly through the sea of dancers. The man was tall and lean only his mouth and jaw line exposed by the mask, on his head, a fedora with elegant feathers assembled in it.

Something about the man seemed familiar as he stared down into her eyes. She found she couldn't look away when he twirled her out onto the grand patio dancing with her under the moonlight and the bright stars that filled the vast, eternity of inky blackness that stretched out above them. The stranger said not a word but ghosted a small sentence against her ear with his lips as he kissed her gently.

She opened her eyes in a daze to find the moon shining beyond her window. Running her hands over her cheeks she sighed and rolled over wondering who the man in her dreams could have been. For her curse she feared falling in love it was another reason why she didn't get close to all those around her. She couldn't fall for the wrong man, she wouldn't let it happen.

Reborn woke up smiling thinking of the dream he had, had of Sara. It was one way of getting close to her, though he wanted to spend time with her in his adult form. He knew she might shy away. He smirked wickedly as he cuddled up and looked out his window at the same moon he knew she'd be looking up at.

Sara never slept another wink that night, scared she would fall into the same strange dream she had just woken from. As she lay on her bed she watched as the sky started getting lighter and soon the very first rays of sunshine peeked in at her through the windows. She pulled out the book from under her pillow turning to the first page. Her father's favorite quote stood out at her stabbing her like a dagger to the ring. A dark looking eternity awaited but she knew that no matter what the Vongola would always be her family.

She stood up and walked onto her balcony, shivering as the coolness in the morning air wrapped around her. 'Who are you and why now of all times did you come to me in my dreams.' She thought to herself as she looked over the white grounds of the garden before her. Her time was up for now at the head quarters and she knew as well as any other member that it was time to break her bad habits. Beyond her view on the other side of the white, frosted hills her own estate awaited her and with it came a splendid plan she had decided on to break the many years of her reclusive nature.