Title: Falling Skywards
Character/ Pairing: Reborn/ Luce; familial Reborn/ Aria
Rating: K + - T.
Warnings: OOC, mentions of character death
Summary: "Take too long and they slip away before you know it." Reborn knows all too well how it feels to fall in love with someone as unreachable as the sky.
Disclaimer: Amano owns.
A/N: So yeah. Sorry for the very late update, I have Finals next week and this is my last ditch attempt at actually writing something for the beautiful fandom. I took so much liberties in this, I don't think it's even acceptable. I tried to keep this as close to canon as possible and I think I failed spectacularly.
Chapter 3
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At the very back of his twisted mind; past the blood-stained memories and behind the brittle veneer hiding recollections of a life he does not remember having, Reborn craves for something. When he is alone and brooding, the desire nips and coils in his consciousness and when he's in his darkest, it prods and stabs until all he wants is to break down and cry, because he'll never get what he wants and that is a tragedy he abhors with every fiber of his being.
Reborn craves for the warmth of a family.
It's something easily achievable, yet it has always escaped him.
Reborn thinks that life has a cruel sense of humor.
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"What do you want to name her?" Luce asks suddenly, blue eyes regarding him warmly, a kind smile on her tired face.
"Aria." Reborn breathes, dark eyes widening at the sight of the squirming child cradled in Luce's arms. "She'll be strong and wise as a lioness." He continues softly under his breath, heart hammering inside his chest and Reborn's almost afraid that he's going to be filled with too much love and that his heart will burst any minute now.
The baby giggles and reaches out a chubby hand towards Reborn.
"I think she likes her name…Aria…" Luce boss says softly, caressing Aria's cheek. "She looks just like you, Reborn."
"Ah, she does."
He exits the room later with Aria in his arms, presenting her to the rest of the world as Luce's daughter.
And that was that.
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The next time he sees Aria is when she turns four and the only reason Reborn's there at all is because he's guarding the Vongola boss. He doesn't bring her a present, and greets her only as duty dictates.
Still, the little girl smiles at him widely. Taking his war-roughened hand and dragging him over to the piano.
"Go ahead Reborn, it looks like the little signorina wants to spend time with you." Timoteo says softly, eyes twinkling and Reborn has a feeling that the Vongola don knows the truth.
She plays terribly; her small hands skipping over notes and adding crescendos where they do not belong. When she finishes the piece, she looks up at him hopefully and Reborn doesn't have the heart to refute her.
"You play wonderfully, signorina." He says in brief tones, keeping his façade blank and his voice neutral.
"Grazie!"
A giggle erupts from her lips and she grabs his hand as he turns to leave and mouths a word that has him smiling recklessly for the rest of the day.
'Papa.'
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The very next time he sees her is a complete surprise. He is in Japan, training the next Vongola don, when he sees her. She's a grown woman now, a family of Mafioso at her beck and call, carrying a curse and expecting a child.
"You've grown, Aria." Reborn tells her, cryptic as ever.
She smiles at him warmly, eyes glassy with unshed tears and even as Aria's lips remain shut, he hears the 'I-wish-you-were-there'.
He wishes that he was there as well.
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The last time he sees her is the last.
There is a broken sob on his lips that never escapes and a pure white lily on his hands.
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"Arrivederci, mio figlia."
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A/N: See any mistakes? Please tell me, I'll be more than happy to edit it.
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