Chapter 1: Bewildered

Why do he always have to think of that baseball idiot. He himself doesn't know of the answer. All he knew was that he has this feeling of sensation flowing throughout his entire body whenever that baseball idiot flashes his signature smile.

"ahhhhhh... kami-sama, don't give me this kind of..."

"yo, Gokudera", Yamamoto waived a hand at Gokudera flashing his 1000-watt smile.

'Here comes the devil', Gokudera thought hiding his face with his hair to avoid the other teen from seeing his light red blush.

"Oi, why do you always appear out of nowhere pretending to suddenly bump me along the road?, Gokudera asked Yamamoto, one brow raising wondering what the other might be thinking of him asking the question.

"Ahaha..., I was just running and I suddenly came across here...", the chestnut eye teen answered. He tilted his head to appear that he had no idea of what the italian had just asked him.

The silver-haired just glared at him when Tsuna greeted them.

"Good morning Gokudera, Yamamoto!", the brunette greeted them in a low voice and an exhausted face, which actually alarmed Gokudera being the "self-proclamed" right-hand-man of the future Vongola boss.

"Jyuudaime, what happened? Are you okay?", Gokudera asked showing his worried face to the young boss. "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?, or you want to stay at home or you want me to call-"

"Ahaha... you're so cute in your worried face Gokudera-chan, I've never seen you so worried on Tsuna...", Yamamoto teased the italian bomber with a smile on his face. He enjoyed teasing the other teen considering the fact that it will only piss him off more. And he kinda love that attitude of him which he find it unique to the italian-bomber.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL ME? C-CUTE YOU SAY?, oi!, oi!, oi!..."
The rain guardian does't seem to hear the silverette's yelling. He seems to be in his own 'wonderland'.

"What the hell are you spacing out baseball idiot?", the silver-haired asked the 'somewhat daydreaming' raven-haired teen when the latter somewhat didn't hear the yelling of the other.

"er... ahahaha..." was all the ebony teen could say when he's caught off guard of the bomber. 'I guess I just have to keep that thought as a secret...', he thought.

'What the hell is that baseball freak thinking?, could it be that he found out? but how-'

"Should we go now?", Tsuna asked scratching the back of his head. The young Vongola boss brought to an end the spacing out of the two. He noticed that it wasn't only his rain guardian who's been spacing out but the storm guardian did too. Being a Vongola has given the young boss the ability to see the true nature of a person.

The three ran as fast as they could towards the Namimori high. This morning's squabble turned out to be the reason why the sky, storm and rain guardians were running. Only one minute to go before the prefect cloud guardian would appear at the gate to bite the late comers to death.

As soon as Tsuna, Gokudera and Yamamoto had stepped at the entrance of the gate, Hibari came out to greet them with a pair of tonfas on his hands.

"One second late hervivores", the chairman of the discipline committee glared at the other guardians. "But I still consider one second late". Hibari set his sight on the other students who didn't make it on time, "Prepare for the consequences for coming late hervivores or I'll bite you all to death!". Having said that from the prefect, the other students had no other choice but to face the 'punishment' the discipline committee had prepared for students who came late.

On the other hand, for Tsuna's group, luckily they set foot at the entrance before the two-second late allowance of Hibari. They all let out a sigh while heading towards their classroom.

Nothing new for the day. As always, the known no-good-Tsuna had difficulties understanding the lessons their teacher's been babbling about. The genius half-japanese half-italian bomber had no problem with the lessons. He already knew the lessons before the teacher could explain the details. And for the baseball fanatic, still sleeping for reasons that his classmates were claiming that he's tired from the baseball practice he had everyday after school.

Gokudera took a glance on Tsuna and Yamamoto, 'Still the same huh'. He took a piece of paper, wrote something on it and passed it to his young boss.

Tsuna read the contents of the paper.

'Jyuudaime, do you need some help on your studies? -Gokudera'

'I appreciate it, but Reborn told me to study by myself and restrain from asking help from others'

'Okay, I understand'

'How about helping Yamamoto on my behalf?'

'The baseball idiot? I mean Yamamoto? why would Jyuudaime wants me to help him?'

'I think you already know the reason'

'Huh?

'I mean... he needs help on his studies too. would you mind helping him?'

'Uhmmm,...er...If Jyuudaime wants...then maybe I'll go help him sometime'

'I'll tell him about this talk later...of you helping him.'

Tsuna was about to pass the paper back to the silver-haired teen when a powerful wind suddenly blew the paper away and accidently landed on Yamamoto's head.

Yamamoto suddenly felt something was on his head. He got a hold of that something only to find out that it was a paper with some writings on it. He started to read through the whole conversation of each of the individual talking. The ebony teen had his eyes nailed on the sight of Gokudera's name printed on the paper. 'So this paper was from Gokudera and if I'm not mistaken it's for Tsuna'. The face he had from the amazement of reading the conversation inside the paper had changed to a gloomy expression. Deep inside he felt as if there's an odd feeling, he couldn't explain why his feeling like being slain body and soul. He felt as if he was bleeding inside from the slain he got out of nowhere. He decided to keep the paper on his notebook.

After school...

Tsuna who had known of the paper flown to his rain guardian chose not to tell the bomber. He knew that the storm guardian would surely be in disagreement of the raven-haired teen knowing the conversation they had on the paper. Realizing that his storm guardian will surely do what he's thinking, he approached his rain guardian to explain the chain of events.

"Yamamoto, about the paper", Tsuna began.

"Oh, the piece of paper... ahaha...I'm glad you suggested it to Gokudera." the rain guardian smiled to his boss.

"Then, I think there's no problem right?, I mean you get to have a great teacher to help you with your studies." the young brunette added.

"Yes, I wish you're also with us so we can study together, but Reborn.. I guess sure is strict with his training..."

"Yeah, why of all should I be the one suffering" Tsuna finally gave in.

"Tsuna-kun? are you alright? Kyoko interrupted the two.

"Ah, eh...,I'm fine, what do you need Kyoko-chan?" the young Vongola boss suddenly raised his voice upon seeing the girl of his dreams.

"Ano, Tsuna-kun, I would like to ask something... it's quite confidential so I'd like the two of us to be alone", Kyoko looked a bit nervous. she turned her head to Yamamoto. "Would you mind if I borrow Tsuna-kun, Yamamoto-san?", Kyoko smiled at Yamamoto.

"Sure", the chestnut eye guardian affirmed waiving his hand to Tsuna smiling back to Kyoko.

"Jyuudaime.." the silver-hair teen came looking for his boss. "ah, yakyuu baka where's jyuudaime?"

"Tsuna?, Kyoko grabbed him home", the raven teen shrugged.

"oh, is that so", 'and I was planning on walking jyuudaime home', the bomber thought turning his back from the other teen.

"Gokudera-chan!", Yamamoto put his hands on Gokudera's shoulders nearly hugging him from behind. "Let's go home together". He clasped Gokudera's wrist dragging him out of the classroom.

They've been walking for a while and still the baseball fanatic had his hands tightly on Gokudera's wrist. When they reached the park, Gokudera finally let out his voice.

"Oi, can you now let go of me idiot?"

"ahaha, sorry I forgot". The raven loosen his grip from the italians wrist setting his hand free. Yamamoto stared at the storm guardian's face and "Gokudera, can I invite you at my place tonight?" Yamamoto's tone suddenly became serious. Chestnut eyes met with emerald green eyes. He reached the silver strands of hair and began brushing it with his own.

Gokudera's face turned pink. He couldn't believe the baseball idiot suddenly invited him to his place and showing this kind of seriousness evident on his face. He seemed like keeping something he couldn't handle with himself. 'What the hell is this idiot thinking?, maybe he just need someone to talk to'. It took him some time to realize that the idiot's hand had been brushing his hair from the side of his face.

The mood's too good to be interrupted. The seriousness of the raven teen took control of the other. The scene itself was very romantic, the cold wind, the color of red orange and shades of pink on the sky of the sun setting, the chirping of the little birds, and the shadow of a teen gently brushing the hair of the other teen while gazing at each other, full of love as the taller teen began to close the space between them. But...

"Ouch!", the raven teen cried from the punch he got from the italian bomber. "Why'd you do that?". He scratch his right cheek to ease the pain from the punch he got.

".!"He turned his back, his hair covering his face. "Don't ever come near me again!", he said in a low voice and started to walk away from Yamamoto.

Yamamoto remained standing from the scene where Gokudera had left off. The words that Gokudera had said kept repeating on his head. "Did I say... something... wrong?", he mutter those words with the pain visible on his eyes. He raised his head to meet with the now dark sky as if it were expressing his sympathy for the teen. A warm drop of salty water spilled on the white collar of the uniform of a certain teen who had just felt his world had fall apart.

Just then the bomber came back to where he left Yamamoto. "I came to get my bag, I dropped it." He stepped right in front of the rain guardian with his hair still covering his face and grab his bag from the ground. He noticed the teary eyes of the other staring at him in surprise. "Got a fucking problem with that idiot?", he shrieked and ran away from the scene.

-to be continued

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A/N:

Actually, while writing this, I really don't have any idea what to write. I just wrote whatever comes on my mind. I must thank my dictionary and thesaurus for helping me with the words I used and the J-rocks' music for whispering in my ear the story to write. Sorry if the plot's kinda messy, 'cause I really don't know what to write. Plus, I haven't decided on the title... so the label is just temporary...

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Thanks for the review of the previous story I wrote "I'll Bite You to Love" featuring D18.