Second Chances: RainStorm

Chapter One

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A/N: Yamamato X Gokudera. 8059/5980. AU. Some OoC. Spin off/sequel to Second Chances.

Answers to questions/comments can be found at the end of the story.

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***WARNING: ADULT THEMES: INIBRIATION/ALCOHOL***

The Truth Hurts

Hayato led the baseball idiot towards his apartment. They walked in silence, having come to an agreement: They needed to know what was bothering Juudaime.

Frustrated, Hayato fumbled with the keys to his door. Growling, he wrenched it open. Entering, he headed straight for his small kitchen where he began making a pot of coffee.

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Takeshi followed Hayato. The bomber was under the impression that Takeshi only wanted to talk about Tsuna, but Takeshi had problems of his own. He knew that Hayato had been betrayed by his old man. Now, Takeshi needed advice about his own old man.

Before school, Takeshi's father had put down his sushi tools and asked Takeshi to take a walk with him. The Rain Guardian knew it was going to be bad news since the last time they walked was when his mother had passed away. But, he agreed and followed the old man out of the restaurant.

They were halfway to Namimori Middle School when the old man spoke up, "Over the past year I have taught you to use the Shigure Soen Ryu, which you have now mastered."

When the old man paused, Takeshi turned to him and found him standing a few paces back. Approaching his old man, he noted concern behind the other's eyes. Trying to ease the tension, he put his hands behind his head and smiled. "Yeah, thanks old man."

Looking up at the sky, the old man scratched his chin as he continued, "You know that our family owned many dojos before I changed the business to sushi."

Takeshi maintained his casual pose as his eyes narrowed, "Yup."

The old man turned his gaze to his son and stated simply, "The dojos were a cover. Sawada Nana's ancestors ran a large yakuza. Our family was sworn to protect the head family."

Trying to absorb his old man's words, Takeshi rocked back on his heels. ' His father knew about the mafia… about all of it… all along…' he thought to himself. Stunned, he turned from the other man and bolted towards his school.

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Crouched on the roof of an apartment building across the street, Belphegor and Mammon watched as the two guardians entered the bomber's apartment. Having satisfied the assignment given to them by Reborn, they left to report to the hit-man.

Yamamato Tsuyoshi had told his son the truth. Said son, Takeshi, then went to Gokudera Hayato. Reborn could use this information.

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The door snapped shut as Hayato began pouring coffee into cups. Irritable at the thought of the baseball idiot in his apartment, he turned to find Yamamato sitting at the small kitchen table. Growling, he dropped the cup of black coffee onto the table in front of the Rain guardian. Black liquid sloshed over the sides.

Grabbing his own cup, Hayato sat in the seat across from Yamamato. Snarling, he started the conversation, "Ok, baseball freak, what's wrong with Juudaime?"

Yamamato blushed slightly as he leaned back in his chair. Placing his hands behind his head, he answered cheekily, "The mafia game?"

Reaching for his dynamite, Hayato resisted the urge to blast the other teen out of his apartment. Gritting his teeth, he asked, "So, how do we help Juudaime?"

Not missing a beat, Yamamato responded, "I don't know. How?"

Quickly rising, causing his chair to fall, Hayato slammed his hands onto the tabletop. "Then why the hell are you here, baseball idiot?"

Hayato felt as if the Rain guardian's eyes were staring into his soul as Takeshi stated, "To talk about my old man… and yours."

Flinging the table out of the way, Hayato advanced upon the still seated Takeshi. Grasping him by the collar, the bomber pulled the baseball idiot up to his eye level. Between clenched teeth Hayato ground out, "I… do… not… talk… to… idiots… about… my family…"

Takeshi seemed unfazed by Hayato's reactions as he spoke softly, "My old man lied about having ties to the mafia."

Startled, Hayato let go of Takeshi's collar and walked to his refrigerator. "We need more than coffee." Pulling a bottle of vodka from the freezer, he turned back to the Takeshi, who was standing where the bomber had left him.

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Takeshi eyed the unopened bottle of vodka. He didn't drink much; actually he knew sake could knock him out. He was worried about the effects of vodka on his system. Yet, he knew it was probably the only way for Gokudera to talk about his family.

So, Takeshi followed the Storm guardian to his living area. As he watched the bomber fill two glasses with vodka, he sat on the couch beside Gokudera. Taking the offered glass, he sipped from it. Eyes wide, he felt the burning sensation of the clear liquid making its way to his stomach.

The baseball star watched as Gokudera downed his own glass and refilled. After a couple more sips, Takeshi began to enjoy the flavor on his tongue and drank freely.

Once Gokudera relaxed against the couch, Takeshi began recounting the events of his walk with his old man. When he was finished, the bomber refilled the baseball star's glass.

"Hmm. So, you dad is… was part of the mafia." Gokudera stated.

With a fuzzy head and exaggerated movements, Takeshi nodded, "Yup." Then, he burped.

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Gokudera was only now starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. He felt sorry for Yamamato and found the Rain guardian's obvious state of drunkenness funny. Suddenly he realized that the baseball idiot was in no shape to go home.

Using the last of the vodka to top of their glasses, he tossed the bottle behind the couch. As his hand grazed the back of the couch, he dislodged his missing television remote. As it clattered to the floor, the television came to life.

The voices coming from the set seemed to awaken Yamamato from his stupor. Hayato watched as the other man tried to stand, only to stumble forward. Pushing the Rain guardian out of his way, the bomber headed for his entertainment system.

If he was going to get rid of the baseball idiot, he needed to get some of the alcohol out of Yamamato's system. Pushing various buttons, he turned on the karaoke set.

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The next morning found Yamamato passed out on the floor with Gokudera sprawled across the couch.

Reborn smiled as he rewound the footage leading up to their current states. The information from Belphegor and Mammon was priceless. With this footage the hit-man began to plan.

After editing and uploading his video onto YouTube, Reborn sent anonymous emails containing the link to the two teens.

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Beep. Beep.

The notification on Hayato's phone woke him. With a pounding head, he unlocked his phone. He had a voicemail and message. Noticing that his missed call was Bianchi, he opened the message.

Loud music came from the video on his phone, waking Yamamato and drawing his attention. In horror the two teens watched the video of them singing karaoke together. When pictures of them at dressed in suits at Iemitsu's funeral, hanging at school and more appeared, the color drained from their faces. Someone was watching them.

The last picture of Hayato watching Yamamato at Juudaime's barbeque caused the bomber to blush. Turning the phone off, he rushed to the kitchen and away from the baseball idiot.

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Takeshi watched as Gokudera blushed. The Rain guardian had been more than interested in the Storm guardian from day one. Yet, the bomber always had scathing comments for Takeshi. The video, especially the picture, raised the baseball star's hope.

With patience, he could catch Gokudera.

Notes and Answers to Questions/Comments:

(1) This is a spin-off/sequel to Second Chances.

(2) Beta'd by DragonFire412.