Phoenix takes a deep breath and flips the latches holding her parents trunks lid closed. She glances at Gokudera before lifting the lid…and blinks. She slowly reaches in and pulls out a small purple blanket.

"No way…Mom, you lied…big time."

Gokudera quirks an eyebrow.

"What did she lie about?"

"She told me she got rid of this!" Phoenix smiles slightly. "This was my favorite blanket as a kid. I would take it everywhere. And my parents tried everything the break the habit but nothing worked. Then one day my mom told me she threw it out. Oh you were such a hypocrite mom!"

Phoenix laughs and holds the blanket to her chest. Hayato smiles softly and wraps his arm around her shoulders.

"She loved you a lot, didn't she?"

"Yeah…" Aydan carefully places the blanket to the side and reaches into the trunk again, pulling out a stack of letters tied with a ribbon. "Ah…Love letters…Don't need to read those." She places the letters to the side and pulls out a small blue book. "Oh Dad…not you to! What, did they spend my whole life lying to me?"

Gokudera laughs.

"What did he do?"

"He lied!" Phoenix sighs and holds up the book. "Favorite book. He told me that he spilled coffee on it and they had to throw it out..."

The red-haired teen shakes her head and leans against Gokudera, opening the book and smiling at the crackling of the spine. Gokudera smiles softly as he watches Phoenix slowly trace the pictures.

"Wow, seems like your parents lied to you about everything."

Gokudera laughs and Phoenix lets out a breathless chuckle before placing the book on top of the blanket and pulling out a framed picture of a tall red-haired man in a suit and a blond-haired woman in a wedding dress. The man looks like Aydan, the shape of his eyes, the line of his shoulders and jaw, and the look in his eyes like he is scheming something. But the woman seemed like Aydan, the way she holds herself, the slight defiance in her eyes, the honesty in her smile, and the way she looks at the man.

"My parents…"

Gokudera looks over the picture and smirks.

"So your dad was a ginger too." He smiles widely once he sees her mother. "Your mother was beautiful. You have a lot from your mother as well as your father."

"Nah…I look like my dad, act like my dad, talk like my dad, the only think I got from my mom was a bit of stubbornness."

Gokudera shakes his head.

"I beg to differ. I can sense a lot on common with your mother as well. It's something about your smiles…"

Phoenix looks closer at the picture.

"Nope…still don't see it…Well…I suppose our eye color is the same…" Phoenix gets up and places the picture on the TV stand and returns to Gokudera's side. She reaches back into the trunk and pulls out another framed photo, this one of her father smiling down at the small bundle in his arms. A small fist is sticking out of the bundle and is wrapped around her father's finger. Phoenix flips the picture over and reads.

"Robert and Aydan. July 15." The girl laughs. "Hey Hayato look, a baby picture."

Gokudera grabs the picture and stares at it.

"Oh…my…God." He cracks a wide smile. "You were so fucking adorable. What happened?"

He laughs as Phoenix snatches the picture back.

"Shut up!"

"You really were adorable though."

Phoenix rummages around in the trunks and pulls out a couple pictures, placing them on the blanket.

"Those you don't get to see."

"And why exactly can't I see them?"

"'Cause I don't like to be called adorable. And there's a few…embarrassing ones that I'll burn later."

"Now that's just retarded." Gokudera reaches over to grab the pictures. "I'm sure you look fine…and adorable."

Phoenix tries to push her Italian boyfriend back.

"No! You can't see them!"

She holds the pictures out of Gokudera's reach and the silver-haired teen pins Phoenix's arms above her head. His face inches closer to hers, teasing her. He then swiftly snatches the photos out of Phoenix's hand, straightening and staring at the pictures.

"What the hell it wrong with you? These are fucking adorab…" Gokudera notices the little boy next to Phoenix in the photo and glances back to his Phoenix. "Is this…Nicky?"

Phoenix sits up and looks at the small, blond boy with the exact green eyes of her father.

"Yeah. We took that the day my Dad opened his shop."

Phoenix looks away from Gokudera, trying to hide the sad expression on her face. An empathetic expression creeps onto his face.

"Hey, come on. Look at me." Gokudera gently takes Phoenix's chin and tilts her head towards him. "It's okay to be upset. If you wanna cry, then just cry…It'll make you feel better. I promise."

"I don't want to cry…I've cried too much in my life already. I…I…" Phoenix suddenly hugs Gokudera tightly. "I just want them back."

Gokudera quickly wraps his arms around his girlfriend.

"I know. Trust me…I know."

He rests his head on top of hers.

"…I can't…I…I feel like, I shouldn't be happy any more…because I lost them…" The girl stares at the picture. "Why would they kill Nicky…look at him. He was a kid, an innocent."

"I know, it wasn't fair at all. But that's what the mafia is like Aydan. It's not fair and it's inhumane." Gokudera gently rubs Phoenix's back. "If there really is a heaven, then you'll see them again. I'm sure of it."

"I can still smell the pizza's cooking…The first pizza my dad made in those ovens was a three cheese deep dish with sausage." She laughs slightly. "My favorite."

Gokudera bites his lip as he feels tears welling up in his eyes.

"It's…" He takes a deep breath. "It truly is amazing how much I can fell from you. Your emotions…your thoughts…your every feeling…I can feel them."

"I'm sorry…I guess it must suck."

"It's fine. I don't really mind." Gokudera smiles as Phoenix leans against him, flipping through the photos of her and Nicky. "He was such a cute kid."

"He was a dork." Phoenix laughs and takes an unsteady breath. "And...He was happy all the time...no matter what was happening, he would smile..."

Gokudera smiles softly.

"He sounds adorable."

"He really was..." The Irish girl stops and looks at a picture of her whole family. "I had five years of happiness...and then it was stolen from me..." She nuzzles into Gokudera's shoulder. "Don't let them take my happiness again...please."

Gokudera frowns and holds Phoenix close.

"Don't worry. I won't let them." He kisses the top of her head. "I promise, I won't."

Phoenix smiles slightly.

"I'm holding you to that." She flips through the pictures and stops at a picture of her and another person. In the picture Phoenix looks to be about ten and is laughing next to a Mexican guy who looks about fifteen. "This shouldn't be in here…"

Gokudera stares at the picture.

"Is that…?" He snatches the picture out of her hands. "I'll burn it for you."

"NO!" Phoenix gently pulls the picture from Gokudera's hands. "This was a good time…But it shouldn't be in the trunk…"

Confusion covers Phoenix's face while a stern look appears on Gokudera's face.

"But if you hold onto it, you'll never get over how he 'used to be a good person.'"

"It's a good memory Hayato, my favorite. I don't have many good memories, so I hold on to the ones I do have with both hands. But…"

She shakes her head and places the picture to the side and begins to go through the trunk again."

Gokudera looks bitter as he thinks.

"I wish she would just forget him. She has me now…"

"What are you looking for?"

"Something that shouldn't be he…AH HA!" Phoenix pulls out a DVD. "He knew I'd go through the trunk, he knew I'd find the picture, and he knew I'd know it means there was something else in the trunk that's not supposed to be there." Phoenix shakes the DVD a bit. "Reaper's left me a message."