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She was of the Cervello, watching over the ring conflict.
She was part of the group of girls wearing trendy clothing and black eye masks.
She was with the ones who do not predict, do not wish and do not have a name.
She was grouped with the emotionless ones, who served Irie Shouichi in the future.
She was Cervello.
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He was of the Varia, the boss of the independant Vongola asassination squad.
He was part of the harsh, ruthless assassinators.
He was with the ones who kill, who has ambitions.
He was the one who had emotion, be it anger, joy, regret or sadness.
He was XanXus.
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She would never forget the moment she saw him, lying on the ground bleeding after the ring rejected him.
When the ring rejected him, it brought an unfamiliar feeling to her chest- an uncomfortable twisting feeling in her chest.
She wanted to reach out to him, to hold him, to comfort him.
And so she did.
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He would always remember that moment when he thought he had won and instead was rejected because of his blood.
When the ring rejected him, his body, mind and soul ripped. The feeling in his chest was a mess of a puzzle.
He laid there on the ground. Just laid there, listening to the talking.
Warm hands held his face.
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"Master XanXus."
"Cer…vello…"
They exchanged a brief conversation, burned forever in their memories.
"You… cunning fox..."
"Thank you for doing your part."
She stroked his face lightly with her hands.
Picking up the sky ring, she announced.
"With this, the ring contest battle has ended. We will now announce the overall result."
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Years later, he could still feel the warm hands on his face. He blood stained, scar filled face. He could still feel the puzzle he felt then.
He would never forget, the anger he felt, the regret, the conversation he had.
But what haunted him the most was the warm feeling in his heart all those years ago. The feeling which hung back and yet loomed over everything else he felt.
That feeling which had haunted him. That insignificant feeling known as love.
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Years later, she could still feel that particular moment. When she held his head, the unfamiliar feeling she felt then.
She would never forget that moment, that brief conversation, the tension. The feeling which she was thought she would never learn about after all those years. She would never forget them.
Most of all, she would never forget…
"My first love… XanXus-sama…"
A/N: Just a small drabble that came jumping out at me when I was rereading chapter 135 of KHR. xP Weird and unusual pairing, didn't really know what made me write this... but oh well.
Hope it was okay. How was it? Reviews are appreciated since it's my first one shot and attempt at romance. I didn't really like the ending though. Perhaps I should not have placed XanXus' part? Oh well.