You sit outside of a cute little ice cream café, licking a triple scoop of 'Rocky Road' in depression.
'Two weeks and I still can't find my Golden Adonis,' you think. A sigh escapes from your lips.
Someone sits next to you on the bench, but you don't notice since you're too deep in depression.
"Triple scoops…and Rocky Road flavor too. It seems you're depressed due to love," a voice says from next to you.
You jump and fumble with your ice cream. You save your almost doomed cone and turn quickly to your left.
A smiling purple haired woman eyes you with her golden eyes. She seems to be a bit older than you and a foreigner.
"Uh…well that's none of your business." You mask your surprise and glare at her and lick your ice cream.
She giggles and doesn't leave.
"I'm surprised you do not have a man. You are quite feisty and have a good head on your shoulders." You feel like a scientific specimen under her close attention.
You shadow your eyes and turn your head slowly towards the stranger with chibi tears.
"You really think so?" You pitifully ask.
She blinks a little, then nods.
"Thank you." You sniffle and finish the top of the ice cream and get to work on the middle.
Silence fills the air.
"He didn't break up with me," you tell her, licking at the final scoop.
"Then what's the matter?"
"I just can't find him!" You cry out and then crunch down on the waffle cone in woe.
"Who?"
"If you see him (insert dreamy sign), you'll think you've died and gone to heaven; the way his nostrils flare and those gorgeous eyebrows…" You confess cupping your face with a dreamy look.
'Eyebrows…nostrils?' she asks herself, but shrugs. To each his own.
"If you're heart yearns for him why hasn't it shown you the way?" she asks you in curiosity.
You sniffle and hold up a picture of him. "All I have is a picture." The cone continues to crackle towards oblivion.
"Dino Cavallone? I know him," she says, suspiciously not surprised.
You freeze and literally get on all fours on the bench and stare at her in amazement.
"You know my Adonis?"
She smiles at your enthusiasm. "Yes, he was the one who first kept my love away from me." How very informative.
"R-really…is he bad?" You ask, suddenly a bit hesitant to go after the man.
In a blur the woman next to you stands up and grabs your shoulders with fury.
"Is that doubt I hear? If you were truly in love with him you wouldn't care what he has done. Love can overcome anything and if you let something like a past mishap to break it then you do not love him at all!" She rants passionately glaring at you with her mustard eyes.
You stand up, shake off her hands and look her in the eye. "You're right, I do love him and I don't care if he's the boss of a mob*! My love will triumph from now on and forever!" Your noble declaration earns you the eyes of a few customers.
The woman nods with a face of pure happiness. She holds your hands and smiles. "Do not let that passion wither; that is what will draw him to you."
Your eyes brighten up, but darken because of a thought.
"What, he doesn't like me?"
The woman cups your face and eyes you with fury again.
"Gomen, I shouldn't doubt anymore!" you yell, earning you a nod of approval.
"Do not worry. With a veteran of love like me, we can make sure the Cavallone will jump for you." She pats your head.
"Thank you sensei!" You bow from your hips.
She lifts you back to normal and giggles. "Call me Bianchi-sempai."
"You can call me (Your Name), sempai!"
"There he is."
"WHERE!"
*Bonk*
"Men do not like anxious women."
*Scribble* *Scribble*
"What are you writing down?" Bianchi asks you. You look up from your notepad and grin.
"I'm taking notes." In a swift motion she softly slaps your head with the notepad.
"Everything I teach you goes here and here." She points at your head, then at your heart.
"Oh, sorry." Unknown to you the notepad turns into purple mush.
"Now to catch a man's attention, look at him in the eye and smile."
"That's it?" You ask her.
She nods and looks at her target who is heading this way on the opposite side of the street.
"The horse is in the corral."
"What?"
Bianchi kicks you out of the bush and you stumble out to see him walking towards your direction. You follow Bianchi's orders and walk in a straight line and keep your eyes on him. From the other side of the street one of his men elbows him. Dino looks at him then follows his gaze. Looking straight at him is you.
When you notice his gaze you keep it and notice he's not looking away. Then you smile and look away, but crash straight into something.
A lamppost.
You are sent sprawled onto your back. Dino's eyes widen and he rushes to see if you're ok. His men try not to laugh and whisper to each other how their boss always helps the damsels.
He separates the strand on your forehead, to see if it was bleeding.
"Hey are you ok, Miss?" Dino asks.
You groggily open your eyes and look at him.
"You have beautiful nostrils."
"A-ah, t-thank you?" Dino says, not sure how to reply.
Bianchi looks on as Dino cradles you in his arms and takes you to the hospital.
"Genius. She knew he couldn't resist helping an injured woman," Bianchi admires.
Yeah, you're a true love guru.
(Alternate Ending)
Dino looks at him then follows his gaze. Looking straight at him is you.
When you notice his gaze you keep it and notice he's not looking away. Then you smile and look away, but Dino keeps his gaze on you.
Consequentially the both of you crash into something simultaneously.
Two lampposts.
The both of you fall on your backs with swirly eyes.
From her hiding place Bianchi looks on with a newly popped in Reborn.
"They are meant to be." Reborn comments, smirking.