A random hostess dutifully directs the Vongola family to their assign space, which happens to be the longest table in the room. It was conveniently placed in the center of the ballroom.
"Well this is awfully nice of the Ricotta family to host your Inheritance Ceremony, neh Tsuna-san?" The brunette, with light brown eyes, addresses the orange haired male after he settles in to his seat.
"I'm not surprised since this family is known for their high class hospitality services." The silver haired male discloses as his face continues to display his irritation from the incident earlier.
His comment prompts the other silver haired male at the table to suggest, "You really should fix your face octopus head. This is a very important family function to honor Tsuna."
'Sasagawa, Ryohei,' Hayato silently identifies the older man clad in a black suit with an dark orange dress shirt. White adhesive bandages were tightly wrapped around his fists to hide the bruises that he had acquired from being a boxer over the years.
"He's Bakadora after all…" A teenage boy with a green dress shirt with a black tie jokingly revels after he casually places his elbow on the table and cups his chin with his hand.
"Your voice is annoying, Lambo. Shut it before I rip your vocal cords out stupid cow." Hayato harshly threatens in a serious tone, which causes the brunette to jump in for the teen's defense.
He merely rolls his eyes at the typical reaction to shield Lambo from his ire when he poses, "How long are you going to defend the kid, Takeshi? Did you forget that he's a hitman?"
"This is why I don't like crowds." A male, next to the indigo haired woman, grumbled aloud with his eyes closed and arms folded in front of his chest.
'Kyoya, Hibari and Dokuro, Chrome,' Hayato mentally identifies the rest of the family members that were present at the moment.
Tsuna glances down at the empty seat to his left, which prompts him to ask Ryohei, "Has Kyoko-chan made it in, onii-san?"
"The last time I check, the driver said she will be here in a few minutes." He answers after he checks his phone for any text messages from his younger sister.
He easily sensed an aura of frustration and ire from the silver haired male to his right while the other distinguished Mafia families started to file inside of the ballroom.
"Make sure you apologize to that lady, Gokudera-san." He orders Hayato, who merely agrees to the command only because it was from Juudaime.
"I will." Hayato assures prior to the official start of the ceremony as the white haired male from cocktail hour appears behind the podium.
Meanwhile…
"The ceremony has officially started ladies." The elderly lady piercingly broadcasts to the mass of women and girls that presently work under her for the evening.
"You each have been assigned to a specific area. Make sure you serve that area and that area only." She sternly advises the cluster of females in front of her.
"So which family do you think you will serve this time, Haru-chan?" Suzuka curiously poses to the brunette as the other girls eagerly rush to the board to see their assign area,
"Haru seems to have this cloud of misfortunate over her head. She's always chosen to serve the Ricotta family." She dully answers along with a deep sigh as her shoulders slump forward.
"Cheer up, Haru-chan!" The orange haired girl positively encourages until the maroon haired girl approaches the two which earns a "Hey Mei,"
"I managed to check the board before the famous great stampede nearly trampled me over." The girl name, Mei, says once she catches her breath to speak.
"Let me guess, Suzuka is with you and I have the Ricotta family." Haru automatically assumes with a wave of her hands.
Mei's face displays shock at the assumption from the brunette since she hits it right on the mark. "Suzuka, we will serve the Vongola family and Haru you have our family, again."
"Wait…we…get…the Vongola family?" Suzuka nervously stutters before she burst in to a fit of excitement at her luck, which soon dies down after she notices the brunette's face.
"We're sorry that you got the family again." Mei quickly apologizes to Haru and claims, "Maybe next time you will have a better chance."
The brunette ultimately sucks up her lost once again, blames it on karma, and encourages the pair, "Make sure you do a good job, ladies."
The two girls, who are her junior, stare at her face a little while longer before they nod their heads and utter a "thank you".
She briefly looks over the floor layout with family names and for some odd reason her eyes always hone in on the "Vongola family".
'They're like every other Mafia family…spoil, pretentious, and uncourteous.' Haru concludes after her brief run in with the silver haired male from that family.
She then turns her sights on to the orange and maroon haired girls, who exchange their routine hand shake and wishes each other luck.
"How can those two be so lucky to always work together?" Haru irritably grumbles prior to her departure from the kitchen and in to the foyer to gather herself.
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A black car frantically screeches to a halt in front of an extravagant Japanese hotel as a woman with long orange hair and brown eyes quickly emerges from the car.
She swiftly yet elegantly bounds up the steps that lead inside of the hotel and proceeds to search for a sign or familiar faces.
A sign with "Family Reunion" printed on it was pointed in the direction of the ballroom, where scary men in black suits aimlessly roamed about in front of the room.
'There it is!' The woman was thinking while gently lifting up her kimono skirt in order to avoid anything from catching and ripping the delicate fabric.
One of the men in the suits moves to prevent the woman to approach the ballroom and declares, "Uhm, excuse me ma'am but this is an invite only party."
'Good thing I decided to drop it in my purse.' The orange haired woman considers while she remains calm and removes the paper invite from inside of her purse.
The man carefully checks over the invitation until his sights land on the family crest that she represents at the ceremony. He then quickly issues an apology to the woman.
"It's actually my fault since I should have been here a lot earlier." She claims with an expression of understanding present on her face.
The woman swiftly ambles pass the man, who dutifully points her in the direction of where she needs to head to next.
She then notices a brunette woman carry an empty silver tray in her right hand and was about to enter inside of the ballroom.
"Ano…pardon me but could you tell me exactly where the Vongola family is sitting? I'm running a little late." The woman speaks up in order to catch the woman's attention.
Haru stiffly rotates her head to the source of the distraction only to come face to face with a beautiful woman clad in a very exquisite and detail kimono.
'She's…she's…beautiful!' She inwardly admires the woman's beauty until she notices the anxious expression that was present on her face.
"I don't mind Miss…" Haru confirms before she pauses as a means to inquire about the woman's name.
"Kyoko, Sawada, Kyoko, but just call me Kyoko-chan since you're helping me out, 'kay?" The woman politely introduces herself to the woman.
Haru smiles at Kyoko, who appears to be genuinely friendly, and cordially introduces herself, "Nice to meet you Kyoko-chan. Haru's name is Haru, Miura, Haru. You can call her Haru-chan."
"Likewise, Haru-chan," Kyoko says with a warm smile present on her face before Haru proceeds to lead the woman inside of the ballroom.
Inside of the ballroom…
"Judaime, are you alright?" Hayato softly whispers his question of concern to the man that sits on the left of him since he starts to nervously fidgets in his seat.
He had easily noticed throughout the start of the Inheritance that the young man's eyes constantly searched through the crowd for a particular face.
"Kyoko-chan isn't here yet." Tsuna eventually expresses his concern about the young woman not being present at the ceremony.
"You should have a little more faith in her like she does for you, Judaime." The silver haired male coolly suggests in a firm tone prior to his hitman senses start to flare up.
"Here's your party ma'am," A brunette woman announces as she stands behind the lone empty seat at the Vongola's table.
The pair casually peer upward only to come face to face with the brunette woman from the incident earlier at their table with a wide smile on her face.
Then the sight of Kyoko sent a wave of relief over the orange haired male's body as she quietly yet politely greets each individual at the table with a warm smile.
"Ah thank you so very much for your help Haru-san," She cordially thanks the brunette woman, who merely nods her head.
'That's the woman from earlier!' Hayato assumes after he overhears Kyoko kindly addresses the woman from earlier. 'So her name's Haru.'
Haru felt a pair of eyes immediately locked in on her the moment she had escorted the orange haired beauty to the table.
'Just ignore it…you have to hurry back and serve the Ricotta family.' She silently reminds herself as she makes a speedy departure from the Vongola family's table.
Haru gracefully maneuvers through the other servers until she finally reaches her destination when a falsely smile plants itself on her face.
'I guess it's time to lose myself in work again.' She concluded while she mentally recalled which plates were designated for the first, second and third course.
"So do you plan on eating any of the food that our cooks worked hard on?" Yui overhears Katsumi's voice breaks him out of his gaze on the brunette woman, who delivers plates at the end of their table.
"Besides, it's really rude to stare at someone." He properly admonishes the silver haired male's behavior as he starts on the first course plate.
The blonde quietly watches as his superior releases a deep sigh, slumps his shoulders forward, and discloses, "She won't talk to me and flinched when I reached out to touch her."
"Well what else did you think was supposed to happen?" He sharply questions after he swallows a piece of lettuce from the Ceasar salad.
"Let me guess…you thought that she would happily run in to the arms of her tormentor?" Katsumi teasingly needles as he purposely stabs at another piece of lettuce.
Yui sullenly rests one of his hands over his face when he mutters, "I treated spring unlike the others with the hope that she would notice her special treatment."
"I made sure no other hand but mine touched her whether it was punishment or treatment." He rattles off.
"What am I doing wrong?" Yui inquisitively wonders aloud once frustration finally sets in on the young man while his companion continues to enjoy his meal.
"The answer is rather quite simple." Katsumi expresses after he dabs the edge of his lips with a napkin.
"You're treating her like a little child instead of a grown woman. She's twenty years for crying out loud Yui." He states the obvious as he proceeds to finish the rest of his salad.
Katsumi watches realization dawns across the silver haired male's face as he simply shakes his head at Yui's lack of knowledge about women and their feelings.
A brief silence developed between the two men as the Inheritance Ceremony continued on as plan as the blonde haired boss from the Chiavarone family takes the podium.
"I will heed your advice." He firmly proclaims with a serious expression that almost seem completely outplace for a man of his nature.
Yui continued to keep a close watch over the brunette as he normally do when they were back in his family's home.
Haru poured the right amount of champagne in the empty glass flutes and engaged in brief friendly chats with the members at the table.
A sense of pride swells his chest at the woman, who speedily moves about to service the family when he reminds himself of his promise when she was younger.
'You will be my woman.'