Finally, the epilogue is done!! Sorry for the wait. (If you waited.)

Do Hibari and her (Ilana) meet again? Read on to find out.

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!. Akira Amano does.

"Tama-chan! Tama-chan! Where are you?" a small boy with wavy brown hair called as he ran down the pathway, glancing around frantically.

It was a clear spring day and the park was rather crowded. Colourful flowers in full bloom adorned the bushes and trees, birds twittering in the background. The boy stopped at a junction, panting slightly. Beads of sweat slithered down his temple as the warm sun shone above him, giving his brown hair a golden tint. Then he heard soft mewing sounds coming from the nearby bush. With his hopes back up, he moved towards the bush and began crawling through it. Beyond the leaves and branches was a small clearing where he saw a lady tending to an injured Siamese cat.

"This will hurt a little," she said, putting a piece of bandage around its left leg.

"Tama-chan?"

The lady turned to face him upon hearing his enquiry.

"Is she yours?" she asked. The boy nodded in reply and moved closer. Tama-chan mewed lightly upon seeing its owner.

"It seems that she injured her left leg by jumping down from the tree branch. You ill need to bring her to a vet later," she said while finishing the knot on Tama-chan's leg.

"Thank you very much," he said as she gently handed Tama-chan to him.

She smiled in reply.

"Tama-chan, I thought I had lost you!" the boy said, hugging and ruffling its fur tenderly.

"With a collar and tag, I doubt that, hm?" the lady commented, tickling Tama-chan's whiskers with a leaf.

The boy smiled sheepishly at her comment, his eyes falling upon the round metal tag hanging from the collar of Tama-chan's neck, the Vongola crest engraved on it.

"Ichirou! Ichirou!"

The boy perked up upon hearing his name. He stood up and brushed grass off his pants with his free hand, the other carrying Tama-chan.

"I've got to go," he said and she nodded in acknowledgement.

She watched as the boy disappeared into the bushes, the leaves ruffling and the twigs snapping accompanied by Tama-chan's soft mewing. Then, she herself stood up and left the clearing in the opposite direction.

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Ichirou ran towards two suit-clad men with Tama-chan in his arms. The taller of the two men had dark hair and was looking rather annoyed by the whole situation while the other had honey brown hair and was looking left and right, searching for something.

"Otou-san!" Ichirou called. They both turned to face him.

"Ichirou, you shouldn't just run off like that!" Tsuna scolded his son while brushing leaves out of his mop hair. Hibari remained still, his expression placid.

"I was looking for Tama-chan. Look, she's injured," Ichirou explained, showing them her left leg.

"Oh, it's bandaged," Tsuna pointed out. Hibari almost rolled his eyes at the obviousness.

"Yep. A nice nee-chan did it," Ichirou stated as the three began walking.

"She had the prettiest green eyes and red hair," Ichirou added while ruffling Tama-chan's fur, making her purr.

"Did you say thank you?" Tsuna asked as they walked past a crowded ice-cream truck, his hand on Ichirou's shoulders, making sure he doesn't get lost again.

"Of course! Ne, why did Hibari-oji-chan stop in front of the ice-cream truck?" Ichirou asked curiously, tilting his head towards that direction.

Tsuna turned around and saw his Cloud guardian standing in front of said ice-cream truck, his usual piercing grey gaze covered by his black fringe.

"Ichirou, was that nee-chan by any chance Italian?" Tsuna enquired, memory of meeting a certain auburn-haired lady five years ago flooded his mind. That was hard to forget…

"Hm… I'm not sure, but she definitely wasn't Japanese," Ichirou replied as Tama-chan began to purr lazily.

Tsuna threw a knowing glance at Hibari before turning back to Ichirou and ruffled his wavy brown hair playfully.

"Come on, I'm sure there's plenty of red bean mochi waiting for you back home," Tsuna said and patted Ichirou's head.

"Yeah, my favourite! Ne, what about Hibari-oji-chan?" Ichirou asked, his innocent honey eyes staring into Tsuna's own.

"He will be fine on his own. After all, Hibari-san is still the most feared person in Namimori," Tsuna smiled. Ichirou nodded in agreement with a smile as bright as the clear sky.

"Let's go before Lambo decides to eat all of your mochi," and they both left the park as Hibari began running towards the opposite direction.

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Hibari lay on his side on the tatami mat, his eyes closed. The night breeze was cool, the tapping sounds of the shishi-odoshi and crickets' melody was soothing, almost lulling him to sleep. Everyone was at the Sawada household celebrating Children's Day, he being the only exception. On the tatami mat a few inches away from him was a silver band with a long, thin chain. It sparkled under the silvery moonlight, giving it a soft yet sharp outline.

He was definitely out of his mind, running after a simple description from a 5 year old brat. What made him think that she would be in Japan, after all this time? Why and how had those dusky green eyes and auburn hair captivated him, the Hibari Kyouya so much? Besides researching about the box weapons, he had also investigated the now annihilated Aria Famiglia, the Caspari name and Vendicare, to no avail. Those who knew of the famiglia were either dead or sworn omertà and would rather die than break the oath. Vendicare itself almost did not exist as the Italian mafia knew nothing of its guardians.

The shoji screen slid open; Hibari ignored it, thinking that it was probably Kusakabe. He listened as the shoji screen was slid close moments later, silent. He slowly opened his eyes, the silver band first thing in sight. He was about to reach out for the silver band when he heard a very familiar voice behind him.

"Are you going to ignore me Hibari Kyouya, after I came all the way from Italy?"

He turned around swiftly and his grey eyes met with dusky greens that sparkled with life. There she was, on the tatami mat, her legs folded beneath her.

"You…"he breathed.

She smiled at him, her delicate features illuminated by the soft shine. Except for her shorter auburn locks, nothing about her had changed, nothing.

Hibari lifted his hand, his long fingers tracing her cheek and down to her jaw line. Hibari stopped there, his expression unreadable. Then, Ilana reached for the hand and placed it on her lips, kissing it softly.

"Otanjobi omedetou, Kyouya."

The end.

lovexsorrows: So, what do you think? Too cliché? Too cheesy? I really want and NEED to know. Reviews? Anyways, thanks for reading and reviewing. Love ya all!!

RE: 5th of May is Children's Day in Japan and Hibari's birthday.