Everything about this fic is perfect, especially the amazing characterisation.

WOAH... THAT WAS AWESOME!

LOVE. This fic is so awesome, there was so much imagery and you managed to pile a load of techniques into each sentence (metahpors, similes, personification...my you'll make an english teacher very happy). Oh and all the maths and science references made the nerd inside me squeal C;

I really loved the way you described everything."There is something inherently cloying in the wind that wafts through this city in April, flirting with skirt hems..." ;U: this was a really, really engaging and brilliant fic (haven't seen anyone put so much effort into writing something in a while). Absolutely adore you for writing it, thankyou very much C:.

Excellent writing style. Gokudera thinks so depressingly, and Yamamoto is Yamamoto, as always.

Interesting fic, all in all (^.^)

Goodness! I can't believe this was your first time writing this fandom. Like, wow. Words cannot properly express how truly amazing this piece was. Seriously, I'm speechless. Everything feels so real and the characterizations are so on and everything just works so well together. I like you style of writing a lot. It's just so full, I don't feel like their are any holes in it and it's just awesome. I don't know what else to say!

I really liked this fic! Ah, Gokudera. His line of thought is amusing! ^^ Awesome work! The blend of bittersweet moments was great.

I think it was great, especially for your first attempt (I didn't read that wrong, I hope). I liked the way you interspersed the gigi buffon stuff with the main story itself, and how it all fitted very nicely together. Great job again, hope to see more of you in this fandom! ;D

Truly unbelievable. I'm a little in shock to tell the truth. Your style is simply gorgeous. I would happily read anything you wrote, original or fanfiction.

That aside, your characterisation was simply perfect, it couldn't have been any easier for me to see, and golly gosh it's SO nice to see a fic that actually does that. There's so much trash around it just makes it even more awesome to find a story that's good. And yours was good and more.

Apologies if this review is a little less cohesive than it should be, I'm half dead off of school work and your brilliant writing.

~hoshi-hime

I was nearly halfway through, stopped, crying. Crying because: **. And because most of the time I was thinking that this is just too beautiful to read. Beauty that borders on alarming. It's brilliant, written beyond just writing. I don't get it, where your skill comes from, like you've been sucking down the nectar of the gods or mainlining Platonic forms. There is good, and then there is this.

Gokudera's backstory and the math metaphors in particular are so aesthetically and intellectually stimulating that vocabulary and grammar have left me. There are no words to explain.

I'm kind of new to the fandom as well, but this might be one of the best fics I've ever read-- in any fandom. It was beautiful, and your vocabulary and wit are intoxicating. I read most of this out loud, just because it had such a perfect flow, and I couldn't stop myself. Your characterization is brilliant as well, and the way you described things, and talked about football, it made me feel like I'd been there before, though the closest I've ever been is Spain.

Unf. I'm going to read this again... and then fangirl about it to my friends or something, because this story deserves to be shared.

*is boggled* Um, wow. This was really good (although I didn't understand a good chunk of it because I don't follow soccer/football), and I love the way you write Yamamoto and Gokudera. Both of them - you get into Gokudera's head so well (the poor kid), and then from just a look or a movement or a sentence you capture Yamamoto perfectly, too ... just, amazing. I don't know if that was even coherent, but anyway, great job.

Interesting, depressing. ^_^

I saw this and I immediatly thought 'Ughh, tl;dr', but I'm so glad I did read it. I LOVE YOU for writing this >w< By far one of my favourite Reborn! fanfictions.

Write moar, yes?

~ Noodles

(Also, you know how when you read a story you kind of see the characters doing whatever they're doing in your head? When Gokudera thinks 'the flushed, glaze-eyed, lip-biting ** look' I laughed because that's how I'd seen him in my head xD)

Richly spectacular. The maturity laced into Gokudera's voice is, I think, the heart of this fanfic. His body is young but his words are elderly. And the city through his eyes is fantastically beautiful with a touch of something lost to a new age. The way you wrote Yamamoto was incredibly dead on: seriousness curtained behind the simplicity of "dumb jock".

Ah, yes, I'm back from vacation now. And trying to catch up on all the stuffs that have piled up while I've been away, so my review is shorter than usual. Anyway, excellent, excellent~

...WOW...long story, i cant imagine how much patience that too to write. but it was amazing. i am incredibly impressed

im pretty much a sports idiot, so i dont understand the soccor analogy too well, but it seems to go with the story.

i absolutely love your backstory of gokudera and italy and the small bit with his mother, it was just beautiful and completely in character. his apology was heart-wrenching. and the passage that ends with "holding the stained fingers over barrels of smoking tars." was INSANE. that seriously belongs in a publication (along with other parts of the story too, but theyre too long to all paste here)

the part where they're in the elevator - "the flushed, glaze-eyed, lip-biting ** look that fills him with abject horror" A) made me laugh, and B) made me think that if gokudera made some comment like "I look like a call-boy" yamamoto would have replied "maybe its the belt", harking back to the shopping scene. just a though =)

and of course, the yamagoku relationship was realy well written. theyre just too adorable. and completely hilarious ("He ...made such idiotic replies to the teacher’s concerned inquiries that Gokudera was left with little choice but to drag him into a supply closet after class and attempt to suck his meager brains out by way of his **." had me laughing for ages XD)