Title: Bubblewrap Blues
Author: And Then I Woke Up
Anime: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Pairing/Characters: Yamamoto, Gokudera, 8059 if you want it to be
A/N: Admit it, how many people here HATE bubblewrap?
--
Pop. Pop. Pop.
Gokudera grit his teeth against the noise coming from about two feet to his left. The 10th had told him that he needed to work on controlling his anger, and the self-procliamed "right hand man" was trying -he really was- but it was so hard!
Pop. Pop.
Especially with THAT going on right beside him. Gokudera clenched his fists and forced them away from the various explosives hidden on his person. It took a lot of concentration, and he felt like he should be getting some kind of prize for managing to NOT blow anyone up yet.
Pop. Pop. Poppity-pop.
Though his record was about to be shot all to hell (literally) if something didn't change real soon.
"Would. You. Stop. That?" Gokudera ground out through clenched teeth. As an afterthought he remembered to tack on, "please?"
Yamamoto froze in the act of crushing another section of bubblewrap to turn a dazzling 100-Watt smile on his friend, who just glared back at him.
"Mah, mah, Gokudera," the swordsman stated pleasantly. "Do you want some too?"
"Do I-?" Gokudera forced himself to pause mid-snarl. "No, you idiot, I don't want any."
"Are you sure?" the other boy asked, still grinning happily. "It's really fun!"
"How can playing with bubblewrap be fun, baseball-idiot?"
Pop. Pop.
Gokudera growled. Yamamoto laughed.
"It's a great way to relieve stress!" he explained. "You should really try it!"
"Are you saying I'm stressed?"
Yamamoto gave his clenched fists a pointed look, causing Gokudera to sigh as he moved to flop down beside the other boy.
"Okay, fine. How do you do this?"
He was handed a piece of plastic with millions of tiny little air bubbles in it by Yamamoto, who lifted his own piece in demonstration. "See, you just take the plastic and-" he pressed his thumb into one of the air pockets, which exploded with a tiny "pop", before gesturing for Gokudera to try.
The explosives expert frowned down at his plastic before attempting to crush it in his hands.
Nothing happened.
He tried pushing down harder but no "pop" emitted from the little bubbles. Gokudera grimaced and tried concentrating on just one air pocket, but still it refused to give.
"Gah!" He yelled, jumping to his feet. "Why won't the damn things pop?!" He then proceeded to throw the offensive piece of plastic down and jump on it while Yamamoto laughed uproariously.
Leave it to Gokudera to be the only person to actually INCREASE his stress while playing with bubblewrap...
--
A/N: Based on a true experience, sadly. I'd be Gokudera and my friend Anya Urameshi would be Yamamoto...