NOTES

1. I remember telling you guys I'll be revising the previous chapters, but I still haven't done much editing thanks to revising my other story, Mystery of Tsunayoshi. MoT has always been the most difficult among my stories, so I kind of couldn't do anything else but focusing on MoT back then. Hopefully I could get to revising this Her Cat soon.

2. Before that, thanks for staying with Her Cat for ten chapters! Let's work hard everyone!

HER CAT, HOARDING

Colonello woke up with a blaring glare toward the ceiling of his bedroom. He swore he just heard an awful squeak right from the back of his left ear. With one muscled arm, he made a wild grab into the spot under his pillow then voila! He found a cat toy in the form of a mice. In fact, now that he absently threw the toy to his carpeted floor, he noticed a number of various cat toys scattered on his bed cover.

Squeak!

It seemed like he had punched yet another toy-mice. Colonello's morning routine for the last one week consisted of picking up the balls of yarns and cat toys lined neatly on the floor from Colonello's bed to the mini gym in the living room. The blond Arcobaleno would pick them one by one on his way to his barbells and put them into a small box. There behind his barbells, he would find another ball of yarn waiting innocently. Colonello would pick it up, threw it to the small box, then start his morning exercise.

That morning in particular, Colonello was in the middle of a handstand push up when he caught the form of someone tip toeing in the middle of his open kitchen. "Kora," Colonello called out from the living room. The brown haired boy in the middle of the kitchen flinched visibly; he even dropped a couple of yarns as he froze before putting one on the floor.

And the boy (cat?) didn't even try to look guilty. Instead, he picked one of the bar stool around Colonello's kitchen island and wrote his name on it (and that was Colonello's favorite seat too). Colonello simply stood up by the entrance to the kitchen and watched the human cat with a flat face.

"Food," the brunette mewled softly. Colonello sighed.

Tsuna was so happy. If only he could burst into million pieces of small hearts, he would have already. He was in love, you see; in love with Colonello's food that is.

No, not Colonello. Just Colonello's cooking.

But having Colonello around might be fine too. Tsuna wondered how he could keep the guy around. Should he ask Lal? And what about food? Would Colonello make his own food once Tsuna keep him or would Tsuna be the one to feed him instead? Oh, that would need further thoughts; and Tsuna didn't have much time to give it lots of thought considering his schedule was tight with naps and... more naps.

The only good reason to keep Colonello around would be... because the yellow birdie didn't make a good pet in the end, right? The little birdie had an owner already, and Tsuna wasn't mean enough to steal someone else's pet. Colonello can make a good replacement for birdie. Yes, Colonello can just be Tsuna's new pet!

The human cat had decided already. He was so satisfied with his complex reasoning that he could just feel his eyes forming two huge hearts at the direction of Colonello's back. Poor Colonello, who was in the middle of making scrambled eggs, shuddered pitifully. He swore he felt a chill behind him.

It was right then that Lal – beautiful beautiful Lal who had more power over Colonello than she realized – appeared in Colonello's kitchen with the scariest look on her face. Her expression was dark; and the feminine design on her beige coat didn't even made her seem more harmless. "So this is what we've come to, huh?" She asked darkly to the two male occupants in Colonello's kitchen.

Colonello, who had always been so clueless when it comes to this woman and her cat (human!), glanced stupidly at the woman. He was not properly dressed (still sweaty after his exercise and was practically topless), and he hadn't greeted her properly (the fact that Lal went inside his apartment without permission was left forgotten). A bit confused, the blond man's witty retort was simple; "Huh?"

Yet, it was instantly obvious that Lal was not addressing Colonello. Her glare was directed toward that boy (cat?) sitting on Colonello's favorite bar stool that he had marked with his own name. What was more outrageous, while knowing Lal was looking so murderous currently, the human cat simply looked away with a face that screamed I-Can't-See-You-Boo-Hoo. In fact, the infamous kitty then sang; sang; as though he was doing it to tell Lal that he was not listening.

There was something unnatural here, thought Colonello. Everyone knows Lal adores her kitty to the point of insanity. What made her standing there looking like she was posing a threat against said kitty was unthinkable.

"So this is it? Now you come here everyday? Leaving me alone in bed, kitty?" Lal sounded like a woman ready to accuse her lover with the worst act of adultery, "I work everyday, thinking about you waiting for me at home, and you know what I heard from Skull? You coming here every morning to get a piece of them!?"

Colonello glanced between the two awkwardly. Okay, this sound more serious than it should have been. If anyone knew less, they would have thought this was a fight between married couple. The thing was, no one was married, no one was cheating on the other. It's just a woman and her cat...or what she though was a cat.

"Umm, actually," Colonello started in hope of calming the situation; but Lal quickly had her palm directed to his direction to deny his explanation. The human cat in the middle of the room was still singing without a care. His face was dignified and pompous; you'd know for sure he though he had all the right in the world to act like this.

"And what did I find once I return back home, kitty? You acting this way and my guns all missing from its rack!" Lal actually hit the kitchen counter with her fist. Colonello swore he saw smoke coming out from the crack on the counter right after she hit it.

Tsuna didn't even flinch.

"What is this? Are you mad? Because I've been gone for too long for my missions? The job that I've explained thoroughly to you in hope that you'll understand, kitty?"

The cat kept his snubbing.

"You're still not going to look at me? You won't talk?"

The human cat kept singing.

"You won't return my guns and let me go to work!?"

Still singing.

"Oh, so you think just because you're cute you can't be wronged, kitty?"

That actually made the human cat stop singing and turn his head to his woman. "Yes," he answered pompously. Colonello was stumped by this behavior. Lal, however, seemed darker than ever.

"Fine then," she sounded so silent; like that one time she prepared to finish all of Cenzatti's followers, "Then I'll," Colonello was prepared to do something if the woman ended up killing the boy (because Colonello wouldn't want his dream woman to be tarnished by the label of a boy-killer), "Take Reborn's package for myself instead".

Colonello turned to the woman with a surprised look, "Huh?"

Tsuna's accusing eyes became so round as he weigh the option. "Tsuna...," the human cat mumbled unsurely, "Tsuna will... reconsider".

And it was just like that. Lal's murderous aura suddenly turned to that of a very happy woman. "Aww," she cooed and leaned closer to her cat across from the kitchen island, "You're lonely aren't you kitty? You don't want me to leave for work".

Colonello rolled his eyes and returned to his cooking. So that was the problem. He decided he was no match for these two's antics. By now, he could hear the two baby-talking to one another in his kitchen as he made breakfast. "Oh, are you making breakfast?" Lal asked from the kitchen island, "Do you mind Colonello? A quick one is fine too".

"Sure, kora," Colonello answered distractedly. Honestly, she didn't have to ask. Colonello would beat anyone just to prepare her a five star breakfast.

"Do you have any tea though? I prefer tea in the morning".

"Uhh, I only have cheap tea bags," Colonello said truthfully.

Lal hummed, "Better call the girls then. I'll get them to bring my tea here".

Next thing Colonello knew, Kyoko and Haru arrived in his kitchen. And somehow, minutes later, even Skull and Verde invited their selves too ("The girls told us they're here"). So by the time Bluebell and Viper suddenly joined the crowd in Colonello's kitchen, Colonello didn't even ask how the cafe manager could leave her cafe unattended and why Viper even bothered. Apparently, Viper had announced himself a proud member of the cat cafe cult. By the time the man told Colonello that the intel girls has treated him so nicely ("They are so nice and polite"), Colonello had sent evil eyes to the girls already. Oh, those two wretched intel girls! Look at what you've done to half of the Arcobalenos men! They were tricked by you! TRICKED!

And Colonello didn't even know how he ended up preparing a group serving of breakfast even though no one asked. In fact, should't he protest on this people for crowding in his kitchen instead?

"Kitty has been visiting you every morning huh?"

Colonello's inner rant was instantly disrupted. Lal was leaning to the kitchen counter right next to him as he made pancakes on the stove. "Uhh..., yeah," Colonello answered.

"You don't mind it?" Lal questioned; this time propping her face on one fist over the counter top. Colonello took longer time to answer. He was mesmerized in the way the woman tilted her head. Something about her gesture was just seductive in his opinion. In the middle of his observation though, he noticed Kyoko and Haru, who were preparing a huge pitcher of warm tea not far behind Lal, making faces at him.

This is your shot, Colonello! Their expressions clearly told him, Show us what you've learned!

"Nah," Colonello answered confidently. And unlike the times before, he was sure he said it so naturally. In fact, maybe he truly meant what he said about her cat. "I think it's cute and fun".

Lal was smiling. Colonello noted how she leaned her face closer to Colonello's own. "Oh really?" she giggled; eyes winking flirtatiously.

"Well, there are times he surprised me in the bathroom. He really loves watching me shower, kora".

"Oh!" Lal sound excited; and it was a sound Colonello likes on her voice, "I mean, I asked people if their cats do that. Imagine my surprise when they said their cats do too. Isn't it," she hummed lowly, "Sickeningly cute?"

Colonello gulped. She was just so gorgeous. "He keeps on staring though, maybe if he did something else while I'm in the shower it could be less scary, kora".

"But that's what makes it interesting, right? But I apologize if he is being a bother, he is sulking because of my constant absence, you see. You know, ever since Luce's pregnant leave, some of us get more missions. I think it makes kitty lonely".

"S'fine, kora. But is that okay with you? You said he is hiding your guns".

"Kitty hoards my stuff all the time. He went overboard this time though. I still can't find most of my guns. Usually he hides them behind the bookshelf or under my bed, but so far no luck there. Any idea?"

"Can't help you there, kora. Maybe Reborn knows? They're close, right?"

"Maybe, but Reborn hasn't been around, remember? He's the busiest among us ever since Luce's pregnancy."

"Kora, I remember you said something about Reborn's package".

"Oh, that. Reborn has been sending presents and clothes to kitty. I know right? You'd be surprised once you see what he sent kitty".

"Huh, who would've thought," Colonello put the last pancake on the huge plate, "That Reborn".

"Yeah, who would've thought," Lal copied wistfully. There, the two of them shared a look. Colonello was surprised she could speak to him this long just to talk about her cat. What was more unexpected though, was the fact that he found himself responding back without a single stutter or weirdness upon the idea of the human cat.

And now Colonello knew; he knew he had a chance.

Kyoko and Haru were smiling widely at him. They gave him thumbs up, even mouthing a 'good job!' over the counter. Colonello admitted he was happy by this realization; so happy; that he instantly agreed to make another batch of pancake when everyone asked for seconds. He even brushed off Skull's and Verde's snide remarks on his topless appearance, and allowed Kyoko and Haru to appoint him as the administrator for a whatsapp group called, 'Cat Cafe's Gang'. He was on cloud nine and a bit out of touch with reality; that when Bluebell complimented his pancake and asked him to take the empty spot in her cafe as the pancake maker; he agreed without further thoughts.

He regretted it a bit too late.

"So it's true".

Colonello perked from behind the pink pantry of the cat cafe. The cat ears hair band slipped to the right as he snapped his head – it was a size to small for his head. "Kora!" Colonello exclaimed, "What are you doing here?"

"I have heard," Fon muttered calmly, "Colonello of the Arcobaleno Top 7 is working part time in the cat cafe across the street. I have to say I doubted it at first, but now," he glanced at Colonello's pink apron, "Well, I can always keep an open mind".

The Chinese man looked as serene as ever. Yet, Colonello knows the Arcobalenos long enough to know that everyone would make fun of him at one point. "Kora! Who told you!?"

"Colonello!" Bluebell scolded from the cash register, "Respect the customers!"

"Y-yes, kora," Colonello huffed before returning his glare at Fon, "H-how can I h-help you, sir?" He could puke by just saying it. Fon, however, seemed so amused.

"Ahaha, don't be so stiff, Colonello. I'm merely here to fetch you for a mission. I was supposed to be sent along with Skull and Reborn, but Reborn is a bit occupied with his other missions, so I guess I should ask you," Fon then glanced around the cafe, "I mean, you're quite free, right?"

Colonello took off his cat ears hair band off with an annoyed face. "Yeah, I'm free, kora," he grunted at a snickering Fon. Colonello informed his situation with a snap of his fingers to Bluebell, who understood the gesture as a permission to leave. The blue haired woman pouted, but nodded anyway. "Wait here, I have to take off my apron and stuff," Colonello told Fon before leaving for his locker.

Yes, he had a locker in the cat cafe.

Yes, it's pink.

He returned from the locker room just in time to save Fon from the evil influence of Kyoko and Haru. Those intel girls must be planning to ensnare Fon to join their Cat Cafe cult (to which Colonello was the administrator to its whatsapp group). Thankfully, he grabbed Fon right before the man finished saying, "Please, just call me Fon". Fon scolded him for being impolite to such nice girls. The Chinese man obviously had no idea. Once he said the password – said password being "Please, call me 'insert randon Arcobaleno name here'" – then he would no longer be safe. It's like selling your soul to the devil; in which you wouldn't be able to survive living without drinking that cup of super sweet coffee from the cat cafe.

After saving Fon, the two went to the Arcobaleno Tower to get Colonello's weapons in the man's room. Skull joined them midway there; quickly complaining that Colonello couldn't replace Reborn, but shut up quickly after Colonello threat him with a glare.

Once they arrived in Colonello's place, however, they found a new problem.

"Goddamnit, Colonello. We're not going to the prom! Can you hurry up? Our flight should be ready in the half an hour," Skull exclaimed from the living room. In his bedroom, Colonello was looking everywhere for his favorite gun and explosive belt.

"Kora, I can't find my stuff!" the blond Arcobaleno said desperaely. Colonello might have a huge military level obstacle course in his living room; but alongside his love for military training, he was also domestic and tidy. It was almost impossible for Colonello to misplace one of his stuff; especially his weapons. Those two were his favorite to-go stuff for any mission too.

Soon enough, both Skull and Fon joined him in his room to search for his weapons.

"Maybe someone stole it?" Fon suggested while looking into the walk-in closet.

"It's still there yesterday, kora!" Colonello growled. He was not happy to find his stuff missing at random times. It doesn't happen that often.

"Maybe someone stole it just earlier today then. Did you have someone visit you this morning?"

"Uh -," Colonello stopped. There was only one person who had been making a visit to Colonello every morning. Before Colonello could explain this though, Skull suddenly exclaimed from Colonello's bed.

"I found it!" The goth said from his crouching position by the bed. The three of them then pushed Colonello's bed to get a better look. There weren't only Colonello's gun and belt; there were a lot of bullets – which seemed like the ones they ordered custom made for the Top 7; then there was a white magnum that was obviously Lal's; and lastly there was a pair of black brief.

The three Arcobaleno spent full ten seconds in silence to judge the stuff hiding under Colonello's bed and the man himself. Colonello quickly jumped to defend himself, "I have no idea why they're here, kora!"

"Psh, then who would put all this stuff down there? Surely Lal's gun wouldn't walk itself here," Skull snorted, "And you put your underwear with her gun too. What sick fantasy are you having?"

"That's not – Kora, that's not my underwear!"

Skull rolled his eyes, "Then whose, Colonello? Mine?"

"It's Reborn's".

The two quarreling men instantly snapped their heads to the Asian man. Fon blinked innocently back. Colonello's eyebrows met, "K-kora, how'd you –"

"Skulls," Fon said while pointing down at Skull's crotch; then he moved his finger to the direction of Colonello's crotch, "Camouflage".

Skull's eyes widened, "How did you – h-how did –!" He and Colonello gaped at the coworker they dubbed as the nicest among the Top 7. Fon returned their look of surprise with his typical laugh.

"That beside the matter," the Chinese ignored his two coworkers' dilemma, "I'm surprised you have this kind of hobby, Colonello. I mean, if you like collecting these stuff, I'd rather have you ask than, you know, steal. Lal is looking for her magnum everywhere".

Obviously, this was not Colonello's doing. Yet, he couldn't expose the true perpetrator. Fon shouldn't know; because once Fon knows, he would be more curious about the identity of Lal's cat. Skull, however, thought differently.

"Oooh! I know! Lal told me!" the Goth put his right fist to his left palm excitedly, "This must be Lal's c –!"

Colonello hurriedly stifle the purple haired man's mouth with his hand. Fon's eyebrows met in curiosity. "K-kora! O-of course it's me! It's all me, kora! I was planning to surprise Lal!" Colonello exaggerated a smile.

"Oh yeah, I heard you and Lal had grown so close after being sent to missions together," Fon somehow missed the obvious disagreement coming from Skull, "That's fine, I guess. Just make sure to return them. Lal needs her magnum for work and Reborn, well, you know him". The Chinese man laughed, "Good luck on returning Reborn's underwear back".

Colonello paled at the thought.

Meanwhile, in Lal's quarter, not far from Colonello's own, Tsuna was opening the package Reborn had sent for him. Tsuna had a plan, you see; a plan to keep everyone from leaving.

He had to hide their stuff.

But his woman was too smart. Soon enough, she'll discover all of Tsuna's hiding place and leave Tsuna with no other options. Tsuna had to think one step ahead. He had to sacrifice one nap to think about this; but that was fine. Tsuna had found a brilliant plan. This was where Reborn's package will come in handy.

Tsuna planned to hide some of Lal's stuff outside the Arcobaleno Tower. Problem is, Tsuna didn't want to be caught. He needed a camouflage; a disguise of some sort. The cat onesie Reborn sent him would disguise him for sure.

Of course, the human cat missed the fact that an extravagant costume would invite more attention to him instead. He put on the onesie proudly, even checking himself in the mirror with a serious look (because obviously this was some serious stuff). Tsuna was doing a very important mission and this cat onesie will make him invincible.

However, on his way out of the room, the human cat was surprised by Kyoko's call. "Tsu-chan, where are you going?"

How come she saw him through this invincible camouflage? Tsuna froze by the door to rake his brain for a strategy. Of course, he didn't choose Kyoko as one of his minions for no reason. This woman is strong! But there is no way she could beat Tsuna's wit. Tsuna made sure he didn't move a muscle; and, after further calculation that could put most experienced spy to shame, the human cat unleash his best tactic to face Kyoko.

He mumbled, "Tsuna is not here".

Then he quickly stepped out of the room, leaving a very confused Kyoko behind. "Kaay, make sure to be back before dinner," the intel said.

On the way out, Tsuna chose to use the emergency exit. His feline like agility was enough to bring him to the ground floor in no time at all. His costume did nothing to conceal his presence, of course. In a short moment, the crowded lobby was filled with giggles and pointed fingers toward the human cat as he made his way out of the Arcobaleno Tower. The human cat actually walked pass two people who would have recognized him at first sight; but failed to notice them. In return, the Goth and blond guy missed him too, for they were far too focused on finding a way to arrive on time for their mission.

The Asian man tailing the Goth and the blond paused to make sure he was not imagining things though. "Guys, do you see," he called to his co workers. But once the two followed his pointed finger, they found nothing; "Aah, I swear I saw a cute boy wearing a cat onesie".

"C'mon, Fon, we don't have time for this," the Goth grunted before he led them out of the building.

The human cat was saved from being recognized. That doesn't mean he was safe from being caught. In fact, when he walk pass the meeting room, where a crowd of influential figures were gathering for a meeting with Luce, he was walking closer to a potential stalker.

There, a very bored leader of the most powerful business in the country was yawning. He had his right-hand man reminding him the names of everybody in the room and his other guardians watching him like hawks. You see, when you were as important as he was, you'd find gatherings like this to be another race for power the lesser leaders love to play. As the strongest in the flock, he didn't have anything to do but stand there and watch as the rest try to impress him and get his approval. So he didn't get why his right hand man and guardians were reminding him what to do when he shouldn't be doing anything.

"Remember, Primo, in your speech, you should talk about the upcoming charity concert we're sponsoring together with Arcobaleno Inc. Daemon should be around soon to bring the invitation we've designed – oh, there's some drinks, Primo. There's still ten minutes break, do you want a drink? I'll get you a glass".

He was hardly listening to his right hand man's rant. If he wanted more sponsor, he could just call Luce to plan about it and not made a speech. He and Luce were best friends for God's sake! What he needed right then was a distraction; an escape from this boring crowd.

And, like an answer to his prayers, he saw a blur of white passing by. The massive white fluff stopped right across from him; and turned around to reveal a boy in a white cat onesie. Their eyes met. For the life of him; he fell in love at the first sight.

The boy didn't seem to share the same sentiment, unfortunately. He brushed off this older man's interest as though not caring how powerful that man was. In fact, he truly didn't recognize how powerful the man was. All he had in mind was burying the guns he hid in his onesie pocket.

So when the boy in onesie walked out of the tower; he ignored the man following him behind.

It was a first for the man to be ignored. Everyone in the vicinity made sure to pay attention to him except that boy who walking ahead. He had been calling that boy, "Hey, wait! The boy over there!" but he was ignored. Instead, he got himself a handful of people ready to impress him on their way, "Sorry, I'm on break; do you see that cute boy over there? Uh, no? Sorry, what? Oh, the partnership for the hotel? We'll talk about that later, I'm a bit busy currently. No, I'm not interested in marrying your daughter. Excu – uh, no, my guardians are not here. No, I don't need you to follow me – For God's sake, can't you see I'm catching that cute boy over there? Geez, give me some space. If you want to talk about business, go talk to G or Alaude!"

It took some time, but he was finally given some freedom to walk on his own for once. Now, where was that cute boy? Oh, there he was! He was at the park across from the tower, right beside a cat cafe.

The man followed the boy in onesie; hoping to talk or maybe just get a pat on the boy's head. "Wait!" He called, but the boy ignored him once again. He saw the boy climbing a tree. So he raced to get the boy's attention.

"Hey!" The man called from under the tree. The boy was sitting on one of the tree trunks; looking down at the man with no interest. "Hello! Would you come down here? That's a cute costume you have". Yet, the boy didn't seem impressed. He even ignored the man outright.

The man looked around for ideas. Thankfully, he saw a small truck selling crepes by the sidewalk. "Don't go anywhere, okay?" The man told the boy on the tree; not that the boy seemed interested to notice him. It took ten minutes for the man to get himself two sweet crepes. He couldn't fail this time. He won't be satisfied until he was allowed a pet on the boy's head.

Determined; the man climbed the tree the boy was on. The man was quite athletic; and thus he made his way up easily. "Hello," he called to the boy. The boy stared back warily at him; probably a bit accusingly too. The man had been persistent on following him after all.

"I have...," The man started but stopped once he saw the guns in the boy's hold. There were not only guns, but there were dynamites laid on the large bird nest at the tip of the tree trunk. There was a long silence between them in which the man considered what he was looking at and its connection to this boy. He blinked.

Once.

Twice.

Then smiled. Because, obviously, no boy in onesies could do anything bad with a gun, right? He's a cute boy in onesie! He was anything but bad. So the man offered the crepe in his hand, "I have some treats, do you want some?"

"Food," the boy seemed interested at last. His voice was melodic to the man's ears.

"Yes," the man offered again. This time, the boy approached the spot next to him. Next he knew, they were eating side by side. Perfect, now he just had to put his hand on the boy's head; slowly; just carefully so that the boy wouldn't be too alarmed. His palm was only an inch away from the cat ears on the boy's hoodie when the boy took his last bite on the crepe. The man froze; did he just lost his chance?

He was mistaken.

What he got was even better. The boy leaned to him and took a bite the crepe in his hand. "O-oh," the man flushed, "I see, you're very hungry huh?" He then spontaneously put his hand on the back of the boy's head. And boy was it so fluffy and warm. The man sighed as he felt the stress slipping out of his system. Really, there was nothing better than having a cute person eating from your hand and allowing you to pet their head on the same time.

"Primo, where have you been!?" G shrieked, "We were looking allover for you! What if you're kidnapped again?"

G was exaggerating it. He was only ever kidnapped once; okay, twice, minus the failed attempts. "Sorry, I was looking for some fresh air," Giotto answered.

"What fresh air?" Alaude asked suspiciously, "We've looked everywhere and you are nowhere near".

Ah, Alaude; always the sharpest one. Giotto laughed innocently. "I was just playing with...," he couldn't say he was stalking a cute boy wearing a onesie, couldn't he? G would freak out and Alaude would judge him for years. Thankfully he was reminded by the boy's costume, "... with a cat".

Alaude didn't seem to believe him. G, however, sighed tiredly. "Why is it that everyone seem so obsessed with cats? My nephew, Hayato, has always been so obsessed with them even though they usually hate him," the right hand man then perked up, "Oh! I just remembered. Daemon just gave me a sample of the formal invitation for the charity concert, Primo. He put Hayato's name on it, which is an excellent decision considering how popular Hayato is among music enthusiasts. I'm sure we'll have even larger crowd in this year's concert".

Giotto smiled understandingly at his right hand man's enthusiasm. He took the envelope of the invitation from G's hand and wondered what's so special about the expensive piece of paper. To be honest, he almost fell asleep in last year's concert, yet everyone complimented the concert in every media the next day. Giotto laid his fingers on the Vongola's crest on the invitation letter; hopefully, this year he would be more interested on the concert.

Not far from where the Primo was observing the invitation letter; Gokudera Hayato held a similar piece of paper with the same sentiment. He was picky about the music he played. So he picked his iPhone and dialed a number. "Reborn, have you heard about the Vongola Charity Concert?" Then his discussion went to a mater of picking the right vocals for his performance.

And somewhere else in Paris, a red haired musician opened the same envelope and read the content with full attention. Once he put the letter down, he stood up to visit his fiance's office. "Adel, how s your and Kyoya's schedule next month?"

So now, dear reader, what do you think will happen?

Tbc.

Before you accuse Giotto for being a creepy stalker; please ask yourself if you have truly never stalked or seen people stalk a cat. I know I've stalked many cats just to pet them. Naturally, you'd want to offer them some treats if you have some with you too.