The Cloud's Anchor

A Sweet Interlude

A/N: So because high school sucks and I am not getting enough sleep this chapter is going to be short and sweet. And to mah ARMYs I just wanted to say R.I.P because after seeing the Euphoria video I sure went to heaven. The main conflict is about to start so be a bit patient please. Also I want to thank all those who are reading and voting and adding this story (or any of my other stories) to their reading list. Just seeing the notification of someone adding or voting it makes my day. And those who don't know I posted a Nana centric story a few days back so please check that out if you want. My GokuHaru story is also there. And now because this already became a long-ass A/n Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Do I have to do this everytime? Maybe just do a whole story Disclaimer? You know the drill.. KHr! does not in any parallel universe belong to me. 

Hours later Guilia looked on the verge of passing out, her head filled with etiquette lessons, and the two women sent her back in. "I hate to impose all of this on her, at such a delicate age, at that. My mother had this stuff drilled into me before I was old enough to protest. "Stella looked exhausted but nodded. "Same but she needs to know how our world functions if she is to rule over it. Guilia is smart she will pick it up quickly. Besides we are not doing these lessons every day. Tomorrow she has Flame lessons with your fiancée." The blond hummed. "True but combat training is physically tiring while social norms drain you mentally."

Stella frowned but then smiled. "We just need to make sure that she gets her daily dose of Lampo time." Elena raised her tea cup. "Saluti to that." They clinked their tea cups, and finishing their tea, went inside. The sky was growing dark and the sun had set. The moment they entered the Mansion they found Guilia and Lampo in one of the parlours, the latter seemed to be telling a story if his hand gestures were to go by. The blond and the raven-head smirked at each other before leaving the two alone. At the first floor landing Elena excused herself to freshen up before dinner and to find her illusionist.

Stella continued towards her room but a sound from one of the kids' room made her pause. Two girly voices she recognized as Marcella and Lilliana and a deep definitely not girly voice that made her heart skip. She peered inside and was met with an extremely amusing and somewhat endearing scene. The twins had set up a tea party complete with imaginary tea and snacks. The interesting part however, was the tall blond sitting awkwardly in one of the little pink chairs sipping imaginary tea. He listened quietly as the girls chatted away, occasionally answering a question or providing a comment. He had a –dare she think it- fond look in his eyes and looked genuinely pleased to attend an imaginary tea party with two five-year olds, a pastel blue unicorn ,and a brown bear wearing a hat.

The Light flame user cleared her throat and all the living attendees looked at her. "Am I too late for the party?" she asked, grinning. The little twins beamed at each other and ushered her in saying that of course she wasn't late. Apparently Mr Bear suddenly had to attend a family matter and was thus leaving early. Because of this she got the lucky chance to sit next to the Vongola Cloud Guardian for this very special occasion.

While the girls were busy refilling the kettle and laying out fresher snacks, Stella stole a glance at the skylark. The blond caught her eye and raised his tea cup to her in a silent toast while smirking. She looked down at her lap, furiously wishing that her cheeks were not red. The tea party continued until a maid came to call them for dinner. The maid, Gisela, took the young ones to wash their hands and the two flame users followed behind.

"It was nice of you to agree to play with them. "The raven-head commented. In response the skylark scoffed. "I did not agree to anything. They accosted me and basically ordered me to attend their silly tea party." Despite his acerbic tone Stella knew that he was amused. She got a teasing glint in her eyes. "What would people think? The mighty guardian of Vongola Primo being ordered around by two five year old girls?"

"My experience with women has taught me that it is better to give in quietly lest they pull out the blackmail." Stella sweatdropped 'what kind of women have you been hanging out with?!'

"Besides," he glanced sideways at her shrewdly. "If I hadn't succumbed to their wished I wouldn't have seen you smiling like that. It turned out to be a pretty good trade I say." And continued on toward the dining hall. Stella was rooted on the spot trying to convince herself that the flush in her cheeks was a sign of exhaustion not infatuation.

Saluti= cheers (pretty obvious, I think)