"Please welcome her to the class." The teacher had finished introducing Chrome Dokuro. She was quiet the whole time, and her eye refused to meet anyone's gaze. In Namimori middle, Tsuna was not the melancholic teen he is now. He was full of hope and cheerful uselessness he tried to use for good.

He tilted his head. Was he the only one who noticed how isolated she was being(feeling). She went to take a seat in the back. Coincidentally next to him and the window. He smiled at the eye-patch girl. "Hi."

She almost flinched. She never expected to be acknowledged. The world was always treating her like a looking glass. Transparent, always looking through her. Someone was actually looking at her, for her...

She mustered up the ounce of courage she had and faced him. Her mask completely dropped in an instant. His smile was... real. Something she had always wanted.

Tsuna clutched the doorknob to his room. He pressed his forehead on the door, not able to gain the strength to open it. Helplessly stranded in the hallway.

He didn't noticed it, but Yuni was peeking at him, from the small opening of her door. Onii-chan looked so sad and his eyes were bloodshot. He was crying earlier.

"...I want something real too, Chrome..."

She barely heard it, because his voice was weak and dry. She grew wide eyes. 'Then that means Onii-chan and Chrome...'

He opened the door. She heard him sigh with the mattress springs, as he collapsed on the bed. She quietly closed her door and left him to his thoughts.

Tsunayoshi stared at the ceiling. His forearm on his forehead. "I..." He gulped. He closed his eyes and tried. "I-I." He couldn't. He opened them, blinking out a tear. He slid his hand down to his face. He rubbed his eyes and took a breath. "I wanted to say yes so badly," a cracked pitch, "Chrome..." Letting that out hurt, even if he was the only one who heard it, especially because he was the only one.

"Don't worry." Boss led Chrome up the stairs. She didn't talk much. It didn't bother him. He could tell she was a kind person. Intuition. "Just let me talk to Hibari, first." Tsuna gave a useless cringe.

He opened the door to the Namimori middle school roof. "Hey Hibari."

The perfect didn't reply. He was sitting down, enjoying the quiet moment. Until he noticed someone extra. He glared at her.

Chrome squeaked a scared peep and instinctivly hid behind Boss. Her thin fingers clutched his shoulders, and she tried to peek around him.

Boss instantly heated up. No one ever trusted him so quickly. 'She feels so delicate behind me, like a porcelain doll.' Her breath tickled his ear, it was a natural fragrance of heat. 'She smells really nice too, like lavender with barely a hint of the rain. Wait a minute, I should focus on Hibari.' Tsuna almost went 'hiee.' Hibari was losing his patience. 'I don't want to be bitten to death!'

"H-Hibari, this is Chrome. I was kind of thinking, that maybe, she could start hanging out with us, up here?"

Tsuna smiled recalling the memory. It took alot of convincing, but Boss was able to wear him down. It also helped that Chrome was mute. "I want those days back." He rolled over on his bed and stared at the wall. Back then it was simple. "We really were friends..."

It was a few days after Chrome moved to Namimori. "So this is where you live." Tsuna had walked her to her apartment. They went up the stairs, across the walkway, his hand was sliding on the railing, staring out to the city. His no good smile always present. Not like now.

She unlocked her door and opened it, stepping inside. "Um, thank you, f-for walking me home." She stuttered out, not able to face him with shut eyes. Her cheeks grew a pink blush, hearing his gasp.

"Chrome." She tensed up, but forced herself to turn around and stare at him. She was taken back. He had that contagious smile that gave her the first warmth. "That's the longest sentence you ever said to me." He tilted his head, his toothy grin growing, the bright sky behind him. "It makes me really happy, because that means you're trusting me more, ne?"

She almost skidded back in her hallway. Was he this dedicated to actaully bonding with her? Her feet shuffled nervously, one rose up to rub the back of her calf. Using the door to half-hide she nervously spoke. "P-Please come in for tea?" But it was a worried question. She felt so unsure, but after what he just said, it made her want to try harder too.

Tsuna couldn't sleep. He rolled his head back on the pillow and looked out the glass window. The moon was blocked out by a few of the remaining clouds. He grunted and turned over. The bed felt empty and his sheets cold. He balled his fist also gripping the blanket. Why did it feel like the winter night he slept on the roof alone?

Chrome's hands were shaking. The cups clanged on the tray, almost spilling. She gulped. This was her first guest. It was special to her because she lived alone.

Always alone, so alone.

She released a deep breath, before turning to her room.

He was innocently sitting on the carpet taking in the site of her room. It was nothing special. A desk in corner, her bed in the other. A small table in the middle. "Looks alot like my room." He mumbled.

She opened her mouth to try and speak. She could only pitch a squeak and close her mouth again.

And she stood there. She grew cold feet, maybe this was too much. She couldn't even have a conversation with him. She didn't know how to go forward or backward. She couldn't just leave him here, and she couldn't be in his company.

Tsuna focused his eyes, the trey was shaking a lot more. He quickly scanned her face. Her eye, it was quivering. He suddenly realized, feeling guilty. "Ah Chrome you don't have to try so hard." He hurriedly stood up and helped her set the tray down.

Chrome's eye shot to him with a confused shine, and it never broke away from that no good smile.

A bell like clang resonated in her ears. A quieter one when he rose the teacup. And the quietest sip that boomed in her heart.

"Ah, this is really good Chrome!

C-Chrome what's wrong?"

A single tear passed by her blink. She rose her shoulders and with a tilt of her head. "My real name is Nagi!"

"Nagi?"

She nodded her head, ignoring a sniffle. "Yes Bossu."

Cold, oh so cold. Chrome was curled up on her bed. She shivered and hugged herself. A small tear-wet spot on her pillow. A cool breeze skimmed her shoulder and she yearned for warmth. The window's edges were frosted a lonely blue. The night sky. Thoughts of their nights. It was all too cold.

"Please fix me."

"Hush Tsunayoshi, don't say a word.

I'm gonna buy you a mocking bird.

And if that mocking bird won't sing.

I'm gonna buy you a diamond ring.

And if that diamond ring goes brass.

I'm gonna buy you a looking glass...

And if that looking glass gets broke..."

Will you make me whole and not let go...