Notes

My first post on tumblr! It's the drafted sequel to 'Bargain' for Giotto x Haru that I didn't like how it turned out. I know a few were curious and now I finally have a platform to post my incompleted or 'drafted/discarded' work! :) Hopefully I'll have time to post other incompleted work or any work that I have written, but didn't have any plans on actually posting on my blog.

As for my current WIP, I'm currently working on Ambigram!

Friday, December 7, 2012

Genesis - Katekyo Hitman Reborn - Chapter 16

Summary: There was a reason why Reborn got Haru involved with the Mafia. Even if she was useless to them in fights and even if she couldn't provide as much emotional strength as Kyoko, she was vital and without her, there would just be no Vongola. G86/GiottoHaru

My lack of KHR knowledge might make some things untrue or some characters OOC!


I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!


Please forgive any mistakes, both character-wise and grammatically-wise. I don't have time to re-read or edit things.



Genesis: Chapter 16

HappyFace1886



“E-Eh?” Haru looked back and forth between the two males, noticing the tension in the air. “You want me to go to town? W-Why? Do you need me for something?”

Giotto then pulled her behind him. “Old man-.”

You stay out of this,” Attilio snapped firmly in Italian, his attention still on the girl. “You said you won’t run. Did you lie?”

Haru’s heart skipped a beat at those words. Did this mean she was going to find out more about Giotto-sama’s past? It made sense since Giotto was so edgy. She peered up and swore that she saw a flickering of flames on his hair. She probably didn’t imagine it since she heard a sharp intake of air from Attilio just as a fearful shiver went up Giotto’s body.

“Giotto-sama?” she asked confused.

When Giotto turned his gaze to her, the beat of her heart quickened even more.

Why was Giotto-sama so sad? So... scared?

The blonde haired boy swore under his breath in Italian before rushing out of the door, the scarf that they had tied together becoming undone from her side and trailing behind his neck as he ran.

“Did you see?” Attilio inquired.

“See?” she echoed, still confused by what was going on.

“The power of a monster,” he murmured quietly.

Haru openly gawked at him. What did he mean by that? No, that didn’t matter. Giotto-sama was hurting. She had to do something about that. Giving Attilio an angry scowl, she turned to run after Giotto-sama, only to be stopped by Attlio’s words.

“Before,” he said softly with his gaze on the ground, “you said you wouldn’t run.”

The way he spoke made Haru falter, but she quickly regained her scowl, summoning all her emotions to show just how unhappy she was. “That’s right.” She said fiercely. “I will not run.

His face snapped upward towards her, but Haru was no longer there. Moments passed before Attilio fell backwards onto his seat wearing a wry smile while a hand covered a part of his face. Though her pronunciation was awkward, the girl had clearly spoken in Italian.

He had always known that Giotto would pick up the girl’s language sooner or later, but to think that the girl would be making an effort as well. Since Giotto absorbed everything like a sponge, Attilio had assumed that the girl would take comfort in how the boy easily took up her language and leave it at that... instead, she had taken the time to try and understand his as well.

Maybe...” he began then chuckled, shaking his head. What was he thinking? That girl was just a child, an innocent child who shouldn’t be involved in something this dangerous.

No, it was impossible.

That boy’s fate was sealed.



“Giotto-sama,” Haru called out, rushing into the forest. Knowing him well enough to stay away from the well-used path, she had turned to the unruly unseen trails Giotto would always guide her through. She hadn’t committed to memory as Giotto-sama had, but she hoped she knew well enough to navigate by herself. Though what with how dark it was right now, there was no chance she would even be able to find her way back to the house. “Where are you Giotto-sama?”

Worry tore through her and Haru almost started to cry. Hahi, she had no right to cry... but that look in Giotto’s eyes... the sadness in his face... Angrily Haru smacked her cheeks together. No, no, this wasn’t the time for that.

“Giotto-sama!” she called out once more, taking a step forward. Her foot made no contact with the ground and there was a loud shriek from her as she slipped. Falling onto her backside, she slid on the softened soil quickly and when she reached the end, was sent flying forward. There was a loud squelch as she landed on the mud. “Hahi...”

“Haru?” she heard a voice whisper softly and her face shot upward, delight clear on her face at the sight of Giotto-sama up on the tree branch. Of course he would find some place with height! He always seemed to enjoy being around high places.

“Giotto-sama!” she said, hastily getting off the ground. Ignoring how messy she probably looked, Haru wiped away some of the dirt on her and when she tried to clean her face, succeeded only on smearing more of the mud around her cheeks. The solemn look faded a little on Giotto’s features when she resembled so much like the time they had been playing hide-and-seek.

He jumped down from the tree. “What are you doing here, Haru?”

“Looking for you,” she said with an unhappy frown. “Didn’t I say not to leave me behind?”

He looked startled. “I-.”

Instead of listening to him, Haru crossed her arms, looking away. “Giotto-sama lied to me.”

“Eh? I-I-,” he stammered.

“And because Giotto-sama lied, I’m now covered in mud.” She said in mock huff, motioning to how her dress was now caked in mud. “A girl is supposed to look pretty, but Attilio-san was right, I am filthy.”

“Haru is always pretty!” he said, almost yelling those words out.

At first, Haru was surprised by the fervent way he spoke, before she started laughing. The panic was clear on Giotto’s face and he was looking very flustered, but no longer was there the sadness from before. Giotto stared at her blankly before he joined in, chuckling softly.

“Giotto-sama, promise me,” she said softly as their laughter began to disperse. “Promise me that you’ll never leave me behind.”

“Haru-.”

“Will you be the one to leave me then?”

“Never!” he looked appalled by the mere suggestion.

“Then promise me,” she said firmly.

He looked at her and saw her brown eyes gazing up at him, the orbs glistening under the light of the moon. The demands she made... did she understand just how much they affected him? She was basically asking that he never leave her.

As if he could leave her... not now, not ever.

“Then promise me too, Haru,” he replied, reaching to grab her hand. He lifted their joined hands up, keeping it between them as he looked back into her eyes. “To stay by my side.”

The moment his words registered in her head, her face threatened to turn aflame.

Was this a proposal?

Did he even know what he was saying?

This was Giotto-sama she was talking about! Of course he didn’t! Or at least he didn’t understand the true implications of his words.

Her gaze then softened at what he must truly be feeling behind those words.

He didn’t want to lose anyone close to him anymore.

Haru smiled gently at him. “I will stay with Giotto-sama as long as you want me here.”



::tsuzuku::



AU: Early update because I have to study for finals. I was actually pondering if I could even update this week, but forced myself to make time for it. :D So rejoice!

I've been thinking very hard about Haru's personality here because I felt like maybe she was too mature at times... but then I decided it was for the best. I'm betting on the fact that she was forced to grow up while in the TYL arc, as one can see by how instead of just letting the fighters take over, she took the initiative to take everyone to the Kawahira Realtor Shop during the Future Final Battle Arc. She had to learn to stand by herself and to take serious consideration of problematic situations... also, there aren't enough characters for her to actually act out. xD Attilio is a no-go and it's hard to act silly around Giotto what with his situation and all, though she did have her moments. I'm sure she'll be back to her lovely silly self more in the future as more characters come in and she isn't so constrained by her environment.

Chapter 15                                                      Chapter 17

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Genesis - Katekyo Hitman Reborn - Chapter 15

Summary: There was a reason why Reborn got Haru involved with the Mafia. Even if she was useless to them in fights and even if she couldn't provide as much emotional strength as Kyoko, she was vital and without her, there would just be no Vongola. G86/GiottoHaru

My lack of KHR knowledge might make some things untrue or some characters OOC!


I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!


Please forgive any mistakes, both character-wise and grammatically-wise. I don't have time to re-read or edit things.



Genesis: Chapter 15

HappyFace1886




“Rock, paper, scissors!” the words came out in the combination of Haru and Giotto’s voices. Both raised their hands up to reveal their choices and there was a cheer of delight as Haru jumped happily.

“I win!” she said before taking three steps forward. However, though she had been victorious this round, Giotto was further ahead of her. Much to her annoyance, he was very good at this game. At the beginning, he had been winning so much that Haru feared that they would be separated. Soon she began to win occasionally and a sinking feeling told her that it was only because Giotto was letting her.

Today had been an ordinary day and it was days like this that the two relished. No messy and complicated feelings that came when talking about the past. No worries as to whether there would be abandonment in the future. No fear or anger over what could happen.

And much to Giotto’s delight, Haru seemed to even reciprocate his touches these days. Of course, it was nowhere near the level of what he did, but she did occasionally give him a shy hug or run her fingers through his hair gently whenever he leaned on her. Now that was something he really enjoyed, being lulled to sleep with her comforting presence surrounding him.

Because of that, he really enjoyed whenever they slept with each other. One time, he had awakened to Haru hugging him close to her chest, her face buried into his hair while the fingers of one of her hands threaded through his wild blonde locks.

It had left his heart beating fast, a content smile on his face while he held her back.

“Again,” Haru said while raising her hand up. “I’ll catch up to you soon enough, Giotto-sama!”

He grinned. “We’ll see about that.”

“Hahi, I will!” she yelled.

Giotto laughed and their game resumed until they came to their destination. It was the river where Giotto came to get the water for their baths. Haru had become stronger over the past few weeks and was now better at carrying water. Still, she couldn’t compare to Giotto’s strength and speed. At least she was able to contribute more than one bucket of water.

“I win,” Giotto teased, pointing his ‘scissor’ at her, snipping them towards her.

Haru glowered at her ‘paper’ hand and pouted. Giotto won way too much in their games in her opinion. The only time she had won had been because he had been careless. Still, she thought with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, at least she had won when they had been making a wager. She still hadn’t thought of what to make him do.

She was brought out of her thoughts when she released a loud sneeze. Her face flushed and a horrible thought went through her head. Getting sick was a very bad idea, especially since she was in the past. She didn’t know how good the medicine was at this time and she didn’t want to burden Attilio-san anymore than he already was, getting an extra mouth to feed and take care of...

Haru jumped when she felt something warm being wrapped around her neck and realized that Giotto was putting a scarf around her neck. She immediately began to protest. “This is Giotto-sama’s scarf!”

“But Haru’s cold,” he replied.

“No, you’ll get sick.” She said, grabbing his wrists.

“But then Haru will get cold.” Giotto said stubbornly.

The two were at a standstill, both unwilling to yield. Haru then tugged at Giotto to get closer, grabbing the two ends of the scarf he had been holding. He looked as though he was going to resist in fear that she was going to remove the scarf from her neck and put it back on him, but stilled when that didn’t seem to be the case. In fact, it looked like she was wrapping the thick long scarf around both their necks.

By the time she was done, the two were pressed very close to each other with Haru’s cheeks nearly pressed against Giotto’s.

“There,” she said contently. “Compromise.”

“Compromise?” he asked, unfamiliar with the new foreign term.

“Yes,” as the two, walking in sync with each other, sat down on a nearby rock. “It means... erm... finding middle ground? Giotto-sama wanted something, but I wanted something as well. Since we both couldn’t get what we wanted, we both had to give up something to gain something.”

There was a moment of silence before Giotto nodded. Haru squeaked when his hand held her by the waist, pulling her towards him until she was on top of his lap. Before she could even question what he was doing, he wrapped his arm around her in order to further shield her from the cold.

“This is warmer,” he explained.

Haru’s heart quickened, but she rushed to prevent it from going out of control. She had come to terms that she was nothing more than a source of comfort for Giotto-sama. And besides, he was probably just doing this to take care of her.

It meant nothing more than what it looked like.

Meanwhile, Giotto had his forehead pressed against her hair. Haru sat rigidly as she felt his breath brushing against her nape and shivered at the sensation of it.

“Is Haru happy here?” he asked.

Grateful for the distraction, Haru replied cheerfully. “Yes, I’m very happy here.”

“Happy with me?”

Confusion fleeted through her face. “Are you okay Giotto-sama?”

“I’m fine.”

She held onto the hands that held her waist. Did he need more reassurance? Was he still worried about the coming winter? With a smile, Haru relaxed her body and leaned against Giotto’s chest. “Giotto-sama is very kind, always watching out for me. Whenever I’m with Giotto-sama, I feel very safe and happy.”

Safe and happy...

His hooded eyes slowly closed and he hummed a reply of approval at her words.

Safe and happy...

That was good.

He would do anything to keep those sentiments that way.



With the scarves still wound around their necks, the two made their way back to the cabin. Their hands were held safely with each other. From a distance, it was hard to discern what they were talking, but whatever Haru was talking about had all of Giotto’s attention.


Then again, if one had been frequently watching them together, they would know that no matter what Haru said, she always had Giotto raptly listening and hanging onto her every word.

Attilio scowled at his knowledge over this, but didn’t let his personal feelings get in the way of his duties. He sat on his chair, waiting for the door opened and once it did, he knew the intuitive blonde haired boy immediately knew something was amiss.

Two-toned eyes narrowed at the sight of Attilio so early back from the town. For the past few days, something in Giotto’s gut had been telling him that something was going to happen. And judging by the look of things, that something was now.

Haru noticed the tension between the two and looked confused, especially when Giotto tightened his grip on her hand.

“Giotto-sama?” she inquired softly.

“Haru,” Attilio spoke instead, capturing her attention.

“Y-Yes, Attilio-san?” she replied nervously.

“Tomorrow you will go to town with me.”




::tsuzuku::



Chapter 14                                        Chapter 16