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Gokudera: A Thoughtful Gift
You sauntered toward your destination through the Vongola mansion. You were on your way to the Storm Room to see the one and only, Decimo's right-hand man, Gokudera Hayato. It sort of become a habit to visit every night before you went to bed.
You peeked into the Storm Room to see Gokudera reading a book on U.M.A.s, with glasses resting on the bridge of his nose as he sat by the window elegantly lined with curtains. There was obviously no sun, but there was a wonderfully designed lampshade next to him.
"Hayato, will you play me a song?" you asked, glancing at the grand piano he had moved into the room.
He looked up from his book to observe you. "Again?"
A smile made its way to your face. "Please~?" you asked in a sweet, sugar-coated voice. You loved his music's sound and he would always play for you every night.
"Which song?" he asked, closing his book and removing the glasses from his face. He slid the frames into the neckline of his shirt and let it hang there as he opened the piano cover. He sat down on the bench and turned, looking at you expectantly. "Sit down," he ordered, making room on the bench for you. You rushed over and sat on his right side. He smirked in mild amusement at the look of uncontained excitement on your face as you stared at the keys, ready to hear the harmonious melodies the guardian's hands could produce.
"Play the Lullaby song again?" you requested. You were going to sleep soon, after all. It was quite fitting.
"By Johannes Brahms?" He grunted in approval as he placed his fingers over the keys. It was a short piece, and it worked quite well since he sat on the lower end of the piano. The piece was played mostly on middle C for his right hand, and the lower keys where his left hand played.
He slowly began the song as you watched and listened intently. You felt the emotions laced in every note; peaceful and soft. You almost felt chills, but it made you more sleepy than anything. You yawned and Gokudera smirked, having seen it from the corner of his eye.
By now, the lullaby was finished and Gokudera removed his hands from the keys.
"Aw," you mumbled, your eyelids drooping sleepily. "It's so short."
Gokudera only shrugged. "It can't be helped."
"Well, I guess I should go to bed now," you stated, amazed at how much the piano piece affected you. "Play more songs for me again, okay?" You moved to get up when Gokudera stopped you.
"Wait," he said. "About that…" You sat back down and stared at him, waiting for him to continue. "For the next few months I'll be busy, as Tenth's right hand, so I won't be able to play for you at night anymore. There's a lot of rigorous training and mafia business to do. "
You stared at the keyboard in front of you, brushing your fingers up and down the black and white keys. "Oh. That's too bad," you muttered in great disappointment. After all, you really liked Gokudera's music.
"I'll lend you a CD of some good composers," he said, trying to be thoughtful and considerate towards your feelings. You had told him that his piano playing partially helped you sleep at night.
He massaged the nape of his neck awkwardly as he observed your downcast expression. "Well, good luck with work," you said, faking a tired smile. "I'm really sleepy now. Goodnight, Hayato. Thanks for playing for me tonight."
"Yeah. Night," he replied, watching you leave the room. He turned back to his piano, slowly getting lost in thought.
You thought you wouldn't be able to sleep after hearing Gokudera's news, but it turns out you were sleepier than you thought you were. You drifted to sleep mere minutes after your head hit the pillow.
It was probably the middle of the night when you heard sharp knocking at your door. You reluctantly got up, not exactly awake or logical. You didn't bother to wander who was at the door, just knew it could be anyone. You just wanted to open it and go back to bed. You dragged yourself to the door and opened it wide open (illogically), and blinked multiple times at the visitor. Realizing it was Gokudera, you rubbed the sleep from your eyes as best you could and looked back up at him. "What is it?" you asked, trying not to be rude.
"I just came to give you this," Gokudera said, trying not to fluster or panic…too much. He held out a CD in a clear case with your name scribbled on it with a black marker.
"Huh?" you inquired, taking the CD from his hands. You wondered why he would give it to you now of all times.
"It's got all the songs you like," he explained. "I played them on my piano, recorded them, and burned them into the disc."
Your eyes grew wide in realization. "That's so thoughtful," you said incredulously, completely touched by his gift.
"I know you like it when I play the piano," he said, eyes fixed on the floor. "You can listen to that until I'll be able to play for you again."
"Thank you!" you exclaimed, attacking him with a hug. "You're the best!"
For a brief moment, the poor boy was frozen in shock until he snapped out of his stupor to pry you off. "Che! Don't get so emotional, woman!" he retorted. You only smiled in return, despite the fact it was the middle of the night. He turned to leave and bid you goodnight with a grumble as he left.
You hastily shut the door and opened the case to play the disc on your music player. You wanted to find out if all the songs you liked were really in there. You found they were all there as you skimmed through, recognizing every one of the songs. Including Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, Brahms's Lullaby, and Debussy's Clair de Lune.
You sighed contently as you listened to Gokudera's piano, the melodies lulling you back to sleep.
You couldn't help but smile at the thought that Gokudera had played the piano with you in mind.
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Requested by Euraine
