When the Storm Left

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Chapter 3

~Namimori Airport, Japan~

"Thank you for picking us up and accompanying us Bianchi-san," the pretty caramel-haired woman who was Sasagawa Kyoko said.

"Ah, no need to thank me cara mia. I'm glad I came. I haven't seen you two for so long and I must say you two became prettier. Haru-chan, I think your short hair suits you very well."

The short-haired brunette in question blushed slightly at the compliment and smiled brightly. "Thank you Bianchi-san. You're gorgeous as usual too!" This was certainly the case as passerbys were turning their heads to look at the Italian beauty oblivious of the fact that they were admiring a lethal assassin.

The Poison Scorpion smiled. "Now then, let's go. The others will be thrilled to see you both."

The two Japanese ladies nodded cheerfully and followed her. Soon they were off on the plane to Italy.


~Vongola Mansion, Italy~

Gokudera Hayato had been in a foul mood since this morning though everything seemed to be going smoothly. Things were still busy but preparations are in-progress and going off without a hitch. Something was just bugging him and this made him scowl deeper than usual. The Vongola staff were constantly saying sorry when he passed by them at the hallway even though he hasn't said anything nor did they do anything to apologize for.

"If you keep that up, you might just give someone a heart attack you know." Someone from behind said.

The Smoking Bomb tilted his head to the side to look at the Rain Guardian who was wearing his trademark smile us usual.

"What the hell are you saying baseball idiot?"

The addressed baseball idiot pointed a finger to his mouth and tried to imitate his co-guardian's expression and failing poorly at that. He could never emit the same hostility that was now radiating from the Storm Guardian's green eyes on a normal situation.

Gokudera Hayato raised an eyebrow, scowled deeper (if that was even possible). He turned away to leave.

"Che, whatever."

"Still running away." It wasn't a question. The raven-haired swordsman stated it as if it was the most glaringly obvious fact in the world. His playful tone from earlier all but gone from his voice. After that incident during their final year in high school, the silveret had been keeping interaction with the Rain Guardian to a minimum. It was a wonder how he managed to pull that off for two years with them living in the same mansion and all.

The Storm Guardian stopped in his tracks. He turned around and glared daggers at the other male.

"What?" the venom in that single word was evidently present. The Rain just looked calmly at him; his usually cheerful face unreadable.

"You heard me. I'm not dumb, Gokudera" At this the Smoking Bomb snorted nevertheless the Rain continued what he was saying.

"You've been avoiding me. And you've been ignoring her." He didn't have to think hard to know who "her" was. He decided not to say anything.

"She was hurt when you left without saying anything."

He was taken aback not sure if he was hearing things correctly.

"Why would she? Hurt? For what? For not being able to show me that a stupid woman like her is capable of getting a boyfriend?"

He didn't see it coming. One moment he was standing there venting out at the Rain Guardian and then before he could react, the latter man's fist has connected with his face sending him stumbling about.

"What the hell was that for?" he shouted.

"I never knew you were this stupid. What nonsense are you spouting?" The Rain Guardian asked. He looked at the Storm whose face was etched with confusion and irritation. He sighed and with an exasperated smile said, "Haru-chan and I...we never got together."


The exasperation that the Rain Guardian felt was completely washed away with amusement as Yamamoto Takeshi was tempted to laugh upon seeing the dumbfounded expression on the Smoking Bomb's face. Seriously, did the man live under a rock these last two years? The man in question was supposedly a genius and is usually well-informed.

Not all the time, huh. The Japanese swordsman thought to himself.

"Well, now that's all cleared up, I'm off," he said. His usually cheery self back as he turned to leave but before he rounded the corner, he looked back at his fellow Guardian who was still staring blankly ahead and said with an amused smile, "and Gokudera, next time pay more attention to what's important. Ja!"

Gokudera Hayato was stunned, snippets of the conversation earlier running though his head.

"She was hurt..."

"...never got together"

He thought and thought. What the baseball idiot said, did it imply what he thought in did? He was still not sure. A storm was brewing inside him but by all means, it made him feel alive. He straightened himself and walked briskly in the opposite direction with which he came.

He passed by Lambo as he made his way outside the mansion and to the garage.

"Where are you going, Bakadera?" the young Lightning asked. Much to his surprise Gokudera Hayato did not explode as he usually would when he called him by that disrespectful nickname. Instead he just walked by.

"Airport," was his short reply.


A/N: What's happening next? I myself don't know either...xD but the two will definitely meet in the next chapter...

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