(A/N): Hiiii :) Anyways, sorry that I sort of like neglected this story for a while.. no excuses haha well maybe just a few.. first off I'm busy with sports and all that.. and I've been spending hour upon hour fan girling over Korean boy bands AHAHAHA okaiz I'm sorry T-T

Disclaimer: I do not own you or KHR

The first time you have ever met him - that boy with the pretty emerald eyes - was at that same rose garden you had met that woman who had taught you how to play. That boy not only reminded you of her, but he reminded you of you on the day you met Lavina.

Like any other day, you escaped the clutches of the bullies at the orphanage who normally picked on you and came to the rose garden as usual to seek solitude and peace. However, as you continued to play a soft melody that the early birds chirped along to, you were surprised to find at the corner of your eyes a boy around your age.

The one noticeable feature about him was his distinct snowy tresses and his emerald eyes that immediately made you think of that woman. You continued to play the piece as you secretly cast short glances at the boy who slowly crept into the gazebo and listened intently to the music you were making with the addition of the birds that perched on the wooden railing of the structure.

Deciding that it was time to speak, you slowed down the pace of the melody to an end and turned to the boy with an inquiring smile. Shyly, you managed an awkward wave before stuttering, "H-hi..."

He silently nodded.

Scoffing, you continued, "Um... I'm (f/n) (l/n)..."

"Gokudera Hayato..." the boy replied after a short silence.

'Hayato..?' you thought, wondering where you heard that name before. It sounded so familiar.. but you couldn't tell where you heard it from.

The boy looked away from your soft (e/c) gaze, his eyes focusing on the piano, "...that piece you just played.. it was beautiful." He returned his gaze to lock with your own and offered you a small smile.

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"Wh-wha.."

Your faces quickly heated up and turned a bright scarlet, eyes widening into saucers. And before you knew it, you found yourself landing on your rear when his arms quickly retreated from your waist and returned to his sides, a soft thud echoing through the hall as you yelped slightly at the sudden fall.

"Uwah, (f-f/n)-chan!" Tsuna exclaimed while bending slightly to offer you his hand.

Flustered, you mumbled a soft "Thank you" as you accepted his helping hand and stood up to your full height, exhaling the puff of air you didn't even realize you were holding until now. Locking gazes with his green stare, you flushed almost instantly at the eye contact and quickly turned away.

"(f/n)-chan, are you okay?" Tsuna asked you, brows knitted and worry written all over his face.

"I'm okay.." you said with a soft smile, managing to compose your once flustered state and leveling your voice, "Thank you for your concern." Intentionally adding the bite and emphasis at the end while shooting a subtle glare at Gokudera, though barely looking at his face - more like his neck.

Slinging his arm around your shoulder in a friendly manner, Yamamoto laughed heartily, "Ahaha, be careful next time (f/n)!"

Gokudera glared heatedly at the rain guardian, eyebrows furrowing in distress as his fingers twitched to tear his arm off of your shoulders. He grit his teeth to suppress the urge, but it still didn't keep him from exploding and brashly yelling at the baseball lover.

"Oi baseball idiot, what do you think you're doing?" he growled, his eyes hardened with partly suppressed anger, finger pointing accusingly at the crime of Yamamoto's arm loosely wrapped around your shoulders.

The taller male didn't seem to notice the problem and just shrugged, oblivious of what he was doing wrong as Gokudera continued to spat curses and accusations at him.

"You idiot, don't go and put your arm around (f/n)!" he snarled.

Yamamoto blinked and looked at his arm, not getting why it was a big problem, "Huh? Why not? We're friends aren't we?"

Then adding on with an oblivious smile, "Do you like her?"

Both you and Gokudera flushed before he began to wave his hand in denial and glared at the boy, "W-what? No! Are you stupid?"

As the one-sided argument continued with Yamamoto laughing heartily, still unfazed by the storm guardian's irritation and venomous accusations, and Gokudera's yelling that echoed through out the hallway. Soon enough, Tsuna was looking around with fearful eyes, hoping that Hibari wouldn't pop out of no where and claim that they were disturbing the peace. He ended up in the middle trying to calm down the storm guardian as you gently pushed Yamamoto's arm off your shoulders and slipped away from the group.

Glancing back occasionally to see the cause of your flustered state on his knees and apologizing profusely to his Tenth for acting in such a disrespectful way and such, you merely laughed lightly and shook your head. It'd be best if you avoided them and most specifically him. You wanted to ignore it, but that idiot is just causing a whole whirl of emotions to mix inside of you that you didn't know anymore. At first, he's all brash and just talks on and on about his super powerful and awesome Tenth, but why now was he so.. soft and protective? To you of all people..

Shaking your head, ridding your mind of such thoughts, you decided to let it go and just not over think about it too much. Stupid hormones, messing with you and your heart. It couldn't be him.. maybe you were in denial- You shook your head vigorously again, glancing around to see if people thought you were crazy for constantly having to shake your head, here you were again thinking about him dammit..

Yeah.. it would be best if you remained clear of him and his group.. Though, there was a little problem since your partner for the project was Gokudera..

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"Do you think (f/n)-chan hates us now..." Tsuna frowned as he watched you instantly spring up from your seat and head out the classroom with your bento box in one hand right when the bell that signaled lunch had rung. "Its already been two days since she last talked to us..." he mumbled dejectedly.

"Haha, I'm sure she has her reasons, she probably needs some time," Yamamoto laughed heartily, eyes squinting into an eye-smile.

An emerald gaze silently watches your back retreat through the door before the wooden structure slid closed and blocked his view. Gokudera's lips formed a taut frown as the gears in his head began moving, thinking of what to do. Its been on his damn mind for awhile now whether he should tell you or not about him being that boy from your past if you still did remember him. His frown deepened at the thought, before thinking further about his feelings - did he really like you? Did he really want to confess to you? Of course not, he tried telling himself, its just to get the weight off his chest and get it over with, there's no exact feeling behind all this. After he tells you the truth he'll just go back to being who he loves being, Tsuna's right hand man.

Though... how should he tell you?..

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[You better be in the music room today after school, if not, I will kill you so you better come woman!]

Rereading the contents of the slightly crumpled piece of paper for the 27th time that day, you sighed as you found that your feet had already led you to the door of the music room. As much as your instincts told you to just hurry home and risk being murdered the very next day, your heart told you to go and see him. Its already been a week since you started avoiding the guys and you really did miss them, it really hurt to see the dejected look on Tsuna's cute face, and it really hurt - and you hated it very much - that your heart yearned to see Gokudera.

You hesitated just as your fingertips were about to curl around the door knob, you suddenly thought it was a completely bad idea to have shown up. As if your feelings of retreating was strong and could be felt through the door, the wooden structure swung open abruptly just as you turned around to flee.

Your body froze and stood rigid, feeling the intense green gaze of his bore into the back of your head.

"Where do you think you're going?" he said firmly, though not making any attempt to seize you. It wasn't like you were able to move anyways with your feet glued to the floor under his gaze.

Turning your head slightly, you smiled meekly and managed to squeak out your reply, "N-no where.."

Frowning at the obvious lie, he sighed before grabbing your wrist and yanking you towards the music room. "Close your eyes and keep it that way until I tell you or else I'll kill you," he ordered.

Nodding, you took one last glance at the back profile of the bomber before closing your eyes and letting darkness fall over your vision. His hand that curled around your wrist pulled away and all you could rely on now was your ears. The soft click of the door closing echoed before more footsteps sounded.

"Don't open your eyes yet," Gokudera whispered, setting something circular atop your head before retreating. As you heard screech of the stool being dragged along the floor, you debated whether you should satisfy the temptation of reaching up to see what he put on your head but in the end chose to wait and see.

That was until you heard it.

The soft and nostalgic melody made your heart stop before increasing tempo in just a matter of seconds. As the piece that you knew was the same song that you played that day for that boy on the day you first met him was being played, a tornado of thoughts and questions filled your mind wondering what the hell was going on. As much as you wanted this to be a dream, you wished this was reality. Perhaps deep down inside you wished that the boy from your past was Gokudera, though you've been in denial. Could it be, that Gokudera is the boy!?

You opened your eyes and laid your (e/c) gaze on the sight of the brash storm guardian seated at the piano with a relaxed and fond expression on his face. It warmed your heart watching him play. Remembering the object on your head, you reached up and grabbed the flower crown weaved with freshly picked daisies and trimmed stems and leaves. It all fit together now (the hair and eye color should've been enuff baka-reader /-\), he was definitely the one you were fated to meet.

Tears brimmed and threatened to spill from your eyes as you set the flower crown back on your head before slowly walking over to where the boy sat and played on the piano. Your pace quickly sped up into a sprint as you leaped forward and threw your arms around him. The music stopped playing as he jumped in surprise at the sudden contact. About to yell at you, he swallowed the urge to reprimand you when he noticed your tears.

"Hey, woman, don't cry," he grumbled as he awkwardly wound his arms around your waist in return. Honestly, he wasn't expecting you to cry and right now he's panicking like crazy. "Hey! Was I that bad? I spent a whole three hours trying to make that stupid crown for you too!" he protested when all you could do was sob in response. However, in all honestly, in any other situation, you could have laughed on the spot at the thought of Gokudera sitting around in frustration trying to weave a flower crown.

Sighing in defeat, he gave up on words of comfort and decided to as carefully as he could, caress your head. He wasn't sure if what he was doing was the right thing to do since he wasn't really that experienced in the subject of treating or comforting a girl. He assumed he was doing the right thing when he noticed your body relax and your shakiness subside, though the death grip on the back of his uniform shirt still remained.

"Please tell me that this isn't a dream..." you whispered.

"This... isn't a dream," he responded without hesitation, holding back the desire to insult you for possibly thinking this was just some fantasy.

Sniffling a little, you smiled and buried your face into his shoulder, "Thank goodness... to think that you're the one from my past-"

"Is that a problem?!" he retorted with a frown.

Shooting upright, you waved your hands in defense, "No no no, that isn't what I meant! I-I just never thought that it'd be you.."

His frown softened as he shook his head and chuckled softly, "To think that the girl I've thinking about all along was you too.. That angelic girl turned pretty..."

When he trailed off you took it another way and glared at him, "Hey! Am I that bad?!"

Ignoring your protest, he shook his head and leaned forward to rest his forehead against yours.

"I finally found you.."

(A/N) IT SUCKS AHAHAH Now wasn't that cheesy ;D Yeah sorry if it all seems a bit rushed and sucked, I especially needed to update since its been like three months since I had last updated so yeah sorry about that and thank you for the support!