A/N: Hey guys! This is my second story, and I thank those who reviewed/favourited my previous story, they have given me more motivation to write this one! XD I've been quite worried about this one since it's gonna be multi-chaptered, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to complete it before school starts. =( So, thanks for the support! xD

I apologize if there is any OOC-ness or grammar mistake that may ensue, but always feel free to point them out. Advises are greatly appreciated! =)

Summary: Gokudera have overheard a confession to Yamamoto. What's wrong was that Yamamoto accepted it. How will things turn out between the two of them? Was there a reason to it all?

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR! If I did, 8059 will have more hints and Hibari will have more screen time! :D

On with the story! ^^ R&R please, thanks~ :D

Chapter 1: Confession

Gokudera stood in one of the many corridors in Namimori Middle's school compounds, staring quite intensely at the scene happening in his classroom through the open windows.

It was raining, or rather, a downpour. Gokudera had came back to retrieve the umbrella he had left under his table, but his legs wouldn't budge now that he was outside the classroom. Funny. Maybe he should just go away and buy an umbrella from the convenience store just beside the school, but no matter what his head was commanding his legs to do, it seemed as though they were stuck onto the ground.

While his legs were rooted onto the ground, his eyes remained glued on the two figures inside the classroom, a boy and a girl.

The girl had long silky black hair that extended all the way till her waist, a petite figure which was quite well-grown and a delicate face decorated by two black crystal-like orbs. Gokudera recognized her as one of the school idols along with Sasagawa Kyoko, the girl whom his Juudaime had been secretly crushing on for so long. What was her name again? He couldn't remember. People outside the family hardly left any impression on him, he couldn't care less in bothering to remember something as trivial as their names.

Currently, this school idol was lowering her head in what seemed like embarrassment, if the blush on her face was anything to go by. Her arms were outstretched holding a piece of paper. Words spilled out of her mouth like a bullet train, not really waiting for the boy opposite her for a reply.

So, the boy standing opposite her, the boy who can make the school idol all flustered, had short spiky raven hair and was currently in a lose-fitting baseball practice outfit, raising both his hands slightly like in an attempt to slow down the talking girl, his hazel brown eyes calming yet looking a bit tired out.

"Baseball idiot…" Gokudera murmured unconsciously.

That's right. Standing in the empty classroom alone with the school's idol was Yamamoto Takeshi, the baseball star of Namimori.

The bomber didn't know why he was staring. Standing right outside the classroom, he could hear the conversation going on inside quite well, not to mention he had sharp ears.

"Y…Yamamoto-kun, I-I've liked you for a very long time now… S-So I was wondering if y-you are free next Saturday? I've got tickets for this baseball tournament which is on that date… Y-Your favourite team will be there too… I-I was wondering if w-we could go together…"

So it was another girl of Yamamoto's fan club. Another typical confession to the jock. Another wannabe of becoming his girlfriend. Not that Gokudera was unfamiliar with this shit. He's seen lots of confessions to the idiot before, and this was just another addition to the number.

Gokudera didn't understand why he felt so stoned at something which should have been so normal. Was it because of the rain outside which was dampening his senses? Or perhaps he was sick, since he was feeling a little dizzy, like his world was spinning. He tightened the grip he had on the door's frame, trying to prevent his legs from betraying him and giving in, which was sure to create a commotion. He didn't want the attention of the two to suddenly be on him; now that would be awkward.

What Gokudera didn't see, either because of his point of view, or because he was too drowned by his own thoughts, was the sadness in Yamamoto's eyes, which also went unnoticed by the girl who was all too happy to think about anything else when her crush flashed her his signature blinding smile and a nod confirming her request to a date.

Gokudera was only brought back to reality when he saw the nod that Yamamoto gave. It was tiny, but still unmistakably there. He felt his breath hitch as there was an unknown lump in his throat, his heart felt like it had been stabbed by a metaphorical sword.

No way… Why? Clutching the side of his chest where his heart hurts painfully, Gokudera felt as though he could just collapse. Which was close, considering how hard his entire body was shaking right now. He was clenching his fists so hard his knuckles were now a pale white, draining the colour out of his already fair skin.

Trying hard to maintain his breath, Gokudera subconsciously moved away, as voices discussing what the newly formed 'couple' should call each other from now on could still be heard from the confession scene. Gokudera cringed as he heard "Takeshi-kun", an all too over-familiar usage of Yamamoto's name, sound from the girl's lips, with that angelical voice of hers. An unfamiliar type of rage stormed within the Italian, as he wished for nothing more than to tear the unknowing girl apart. No, that wouldn't be right. He can't do that on the school compounds, Hibari would kill him. Moreover, she is now Yamamoto's…girlfriend; Yamamoto would probably be sad so he can't do such a thing.

Gokudera didn't understand though. Why did that idiot accept a confession all of a sudden? He never did before, so why…? Don't tell me that he had liked the girl all this while now… Suddenly, he felt betrayed, the hollow pit in his stomach threatening to eat him a whole.

He made his way out from the school, just wanting to leave this place as soon as possible, completely forgetting about his umbrella. Well, not as if he can just budge into the room right after the confession that's taken place in there with its two occupants whom he didn't want to see the most now and say "oh hey, I came to grab my umbrella." That would have just made him look like a complete idiot.

So he left off into the heavy rain just like that, not even bothering to use his bag as a cover. The rain stormed down on him mercilessly, drenching his uniform, plastering it and also his hair onto his smooth skin.

Rain. How he hated it. It always stirs up the unwanted feelings he had inside him, just like a certain baseball idiot.

Gokudera ran, away from the school, just like how he did when he ran away from his father's castle back when he was eight. Somehow, he always seems to run away when things get emotional, though he knew it himself that it doesn't help with anything.

Water splashed all around as he ran into the many puddles on the ground, earning him annoyed looks from people he passed by. Not that he cared, because the only people in him mind now are Yamamoto and the girl, whose name he still couldn't recall.

Damn that baseball idiot… He thought as he felt liquid that was certainly not rainwater trickle down his cheeks, and decided that he should not think anymore.

A/N: Short chapter, I know. ^^" Took a long while to get it out though. oTL

This idea was generated long ago, but the plot have changed a lot. XD But it's still not set yet, so I would very much appreciate it if you have any suggestions to what will happen next. =)

I may not update frequently, and next year I may be super busy, but I promise I'll complete this fanfic since I've already started on it! x) I don't like to give up something halfway...

So, reviews please? :3 *puts on Yama's puppy dog face* XD