Second Chances
Chapter Twelve – First Date
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyō Hitman Reborn.
A/N: Adult Reborn X Nana. AU. Some OoC. Will update relationships as other relationships appear ;)
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Present Day
Nana was heartbroken. Her father was a liar. Her Ren-kun, the man whom her father wanted her to marry, had killed him. Her Shamal-kun, her best friend, had known all along.
And they were all part of the Vongola Corporation. The same one her husband, Iemitsu, had worked for occasionally. What secrets had he kept from her? Was everyone lying to her?
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As Nana approached her home, she worked to control her emotions. She did not want to upset her son, Tsu-kun.
Yet, that night, as she lay in bed her thoughts returned to Shamal-kun and his revelations. She would continue this charade and find out the truth from Ren-kun.
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Reborn was in good spirits when he awoke. Today was the day he would begin to win Nana back. Activating his box and dressing in his usual suit, he smirked as he adjusted his tie in the mirror.
Sauntering out of the house, he headed for the meeting spot that Fon and he had agreed upon.
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Nana woke earlier than usual. Even though she was still upset she found herself anxious to see Ren-kun again. Without consciously realizing it, she began to hope that he could redeem himself.
After waking Tsu-kun, making breakfast, waking Tsu-kun again, and sending him off to school, she headed upstairs to prepare for her date while Fuuta ushered Lambo and I-Pin to the park.
Unsure what to wear, Nana sifted through her closet. Wishing that Bianchi was there to help her, she began pulling dresses and skirts out of the closet. Having never seen Ren-kun in anything other than his black suit, she tried to find something to match.
Settling on a peach-orange, long-sleeved turtleneck sweater with a black, ankle-length A-line skirt, Nana began her make-over.
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At ten minutes to noon, Reborn and Fon stood on the doorstep of the Sawada residence. Even though they were ten minutes early, Reborn was worried. He sensed that something was wrong, yet he did not know what it was.
With Fon by his side, and Leon on his fedora, he rang the doorbell.
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Ding. Dong.
Nana took a deep breath as she descended the stairs. Even though she knew that Ren-kun was a hit-man, she was not afraid of him physically hurting her. What she was afraid of was much worse. She was afraid he would break her heart.
It felt like an eternity had passed as she opened the door and looked into Ren-kun's eyes.
"W-welcome, Ren-kun and Fon-san. Please, come in." Nana greeted as she stepped back for the duo to enter.
"Thank you, Sawada-san." Fon-san spoke as he bowed and then entered.
"These are for you." Ren-kun stated as he held out a bouquet of daisies.
Smiling, Nana took the daisies. "I will just put these in water, and then I will be ready to go."
Nana took her time in the kitchen, as she needed to compose herself. Just seeing Ren-kun sent her heart fluttering, yet her emotions were conflicted. Could she trust him?
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Nana was enjoying herself. Though she was slightly uncomfortable at first, the extra presence of Fon-san seemed to help her relax.
So far, Ren-kun had taken her for a walk through the park where they ordered takoyaki* from a yatai* eating it as they walked. Though she talked little, Ren-kun spoke about places he had visited, such as Italy and China.
Once they had finished their takoyaki, Ren-kun had guided them out of the park and to another yatai, this one selling kakigōri*. Nana ordered a strawberry-flavored one while Ren-kun ordered an espresso-flavored one.
Standing in front of the yatai, Nana felt Ren-kun staring at her. "W-what? Do I have food on my face?"
Ren-kun merely smirked as he continued to stare at her. "No. Nana-chan, we need to talk."
Caught off guard, Nana blinked. Half-smiling, she nodded. "O-okay"
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Reborn was enjoying his time with Nana. Though she had seemed out of sorts when he had picked her up for the date, she seemed to be enjoying her time with him as well. Walking through the park had given her time to relax while he was able to monitor Namimori.
Now, he needed to tell her the truth, at least part of it. Deciding what to do, he stared at the beautiful woman I front of him as she ate her kakigōri.
"W-what? Do I have food on my face?" Nana asked him while blushing.
Smirking, he had answered, "No. Nana-chan, we need to talk."
Though she replied, "O-okay," he knew that she had been put on the defensive.
'Who has been talking to my Nana-chan?' Reborn wondered with malice.
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Elsewhere, Shamal felt a sliver of fear slice through him.
Notes and Answers to Questions/Comments:
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(4) Definitions:
- takoyaki: a ball-shaped Japanese snack made of a wheat flour-based batter and typically filled with octopus, tempura scraps, pickled ginger, and green onion; then brushed with takoyaki sauce
- yatai: a small, mobile food stall in Japan
- kakigōri: a Japanese shaved ice dessert flavored with syrup and condensed milk