A/N: This was written two years ago. Only edited the lapses in grammar.

Warning: Slow updates, plot twists, and a tomboy Haru. You have been warned.

"Another Day"

-X-

We're friends forever. Nothing, not even the end of the world can change that.

…

What a stupid lie.

-X-

"Gah, loser!" I smirk at Tsuna who was still ogling at his quiz paper. I hastily fold mine in case he tries to snatch it. I don't want him to feel 'down' when he sees my score.

"Dammit," he sighs, stowing it on his bag and stifling back a yawn. "First quiz this sem and first blood. A bad sign, huh?"

I pat him on the head. "Geez, Sawada you worry too much. You can do better next time, right?"

"Idiot," he retorted, chuckling. "Since when did I do better in Calculus?"

"Check out Yamamoto's test sheet dude," I thumb to my right at Yamamoto's direction. "Worry not."

"Haha, ramble on all you want. I'm still better than you at Art," he stuck his tongue out. "So, what's the plan after class? Another bike ride to the beach then watch the sunset?"

"No way. It's effing two hours by bike," I scowl.

"What about baseball?" Yamamoto suddenly jumps in the conversation and elbows my ribs, making me hit him full in the face.

"We already did that yesterday," I say as I massage my ribs. Dammit, they hurt like hell. "And besides, shouldn't you all try to put more emphasis into what course you'll take in college?"

"Eh? But there's loads of time to think about that Haru," grins Yamamoto.

"The exams are a month from now, helloooo…." I warn as I take my small notebook from my bag and hastily flip the page where I left off last night. "I just want you to know that I want to be some hotshot in a famous firm one day, not some rabid beggar to die on the streets."

"Send us food while you're at it then," shrugs Tsuna. "I don't really care. Besides, mom and dad want me to study in Italy so I'm okay if I flunk any of my tests here."

"Oh, I forgot about that…" The big frown on my face steadily falters as I remember him telling us that before at the start of our senior year. Since elementary, we were all inseparable and I thought that wouldn't change.

But of course, life sure knows how to whack you to wake up and shut up for the oncoming future. And there really is nothing you can do but submit to whatever it's going to plan.

"Yamamoto-kun do you have any plans about what'll you do after graduation?"

He thinks deeply before answering.

"Ahaha. I still haven't thought about it yet," he laughs off after three minutes of silence. I facepalm. He sure did take his time for nothing.

"Hi guys."

I raise my eyebrows as I look at the intruder in our break. It was none other than the new transferee Sasagawa Kyoko. She and another guy transferred here just last spring and look just too-refined looking to be even in this school in the first place. Sasagawa's just so quiet and reserved as well as amiable and helpful to anyone she gets to meet. With that beautifully long amber hair of hers, and those amazing golden eyes, she won almost everyone's hearts and easily wrested the title of 'Prettiest girl to ever walk Namimori High'.

Well, she almost won me too. I don't admire her, like most of my girl classmates do, nor do I hate her, like those ex-beauty queens where she wrested the title from. I just… well I just think she's too nice to even exist. She's pretty too and all that but she… I think she's just too sweet that it pisses me off. She's like a plastic bitch who I know can easily turn into some yandereany minute. She tried befriending me, and I consented at first but by the next few weeks, we slowly drifted apart. By then, she started to hang out with Tsuna.

"Mind if I borrow Tsuna-kun for a moment?" She smiles, right on cue. Tsuna's ear reddens as he looks away. Dammit, no wonder Tsuna's the 'Uke of Namimori', he's just cute to pair with anyone and makes Nadeshikos like Sasagawa appear as Semes in comparison!

"Sure," I pat Tsuna, who mumbles jumbled phrases of random excuses like the usual. No matter what the rumors try proving, I just don't see him getting it on with Kyoko. He's too innocent to be taken seriously. Even if he tries acting like he usually is when he's with us, his insecure, naïve self often rears its moe head whenever it's possible to.

"There he goes again with the transferee. We won't probably get to see him until Home Ec," says Yamamoto.

"I think Sawada likes it though. There's nothing we can do if he does," I remind him as I stuff myself with the sandwich I made at home. "If our friendship drifts apart because of this, there's really no choice for us but to cheer him on, don't we?"

"At a bad time too. We're graduating," sighs Yamamoto heavily. "You still think he's not going to pass seeing the sunset with us, then?"

"He won't. Sawada never chickens out on stuff like this." I say confidently.

"Haru, he chickened out already. You know when we promised in our freshman year that we'll go in the same University? He's going to Italy two months from now. And I… I guess I'll be taking my dad's business at that time too… Ahahaha…ha…" he stops laughing and doesn't smile as his mind drifts elsewhere.

I do too. Really… this is how it all ends, then?

-X-

"So this is how our day ends again? Getting all sweaty from head to foot?"

"That last statement almost makes me think you're not Haru."

"No way, Sawada."

I knew that Sawada will come. He never, after all runs away from trips like this. Yamamoto, in your face!

"Yeah, you almost sounded like a girl," butts in Yamamoto, his bike slowing down as he lets us catch up to him. The sky after all is fading into black and if we don't hurry home, who knows what our parents' sermons would be filled with once we don't arrive after nightfall.

"Shush!" I say bashfully. "It was just a joke, 'kay?"

Sure enough, after a couple of minutes we manage to reach our homes. Yamamoto was the first to go, followed by Tsuna. My house was a couple of yards from the Sawada's, so it still took me a couple of minutes before I didreach mine.

"I'm home. I'll be upstairs for a bath, mom," I say, panting a little once I open the door.

"Haru! Oi, where have you been?"

"Mom, I already told you I was with-" Before I was able to enjoy another argument with dearest mother, my eyes shifted to the person by our staircase.

My bag drops to the floor.

"But you have a guest today, dear."

Her words of warning fall a tad too late once my lips try to find an expression. The new person already has his school bag hanging in one shoulder as he leaves for the stairs.

My heart skips, and somehow I feel my temperature rising once his eyes meet mine.

He really ishere, the person I often ogled at since the day he transferred with Sasagawa.

"He's been waiting for three hours for you. He said that he wanted to ask you something about clubwork- am I right, dear?"

Even my mother's voice doesn't try ruining this moment.

I… I… don't even know what to say to myself right now.

"Are you going to invite me to your room or what?" he says irritably, blinking one eye and ruining my stupid images about him kissing me or something.

Somehow, I felt my own temperature rise.

"S-sorry…" I mumble as I hastily run past him and smell hisperfume.

He smelled… awfully sweet. It reminds me of my dad's cologne. I didn't expect that.

Gawd, if he sees my room I don't think I'd be able to face him ever-

Gawd, gawd, gawd! I manage to reach my bedroom on time. It's a mangled mess too. My shirts are heaped up at my bed, while my notebooks and books are scattered at my study desk andthere is just shit everywhere! Oh gawd-

"Nice…" I feel the backs of my hair standing on end as I firmly refused to acknowledge his presence. This is bad- this is really, really bad.

It's not actually bad, it's just- it feels weird that I'd be embarrassed in the presence of aguy. I mean, I've been used to having guys here, even when it's messy and stuff. So now that a guy, and a gangster dude like Gokudera to be here and to let myself be flustered by having his presence here…. It just feels… awkward.

"For Pete's sake, just look away," I say rather testily. "You could've come and made an appointment." I try to stack up my books and other stuff at top speed in my desk. Ok, the next one will be the floor then the bed-

"With you hanging out with Sawada and Yamamoto all day, I find that difficult to do," he scoffs.

"Your fellow transferee doesn't have a hard time excusing Sawada by herself, doesn't she?" I feel damn stupid. I'm acting like he's a sissy or something. I turn my head around.

Sure enough, I see the face of him, my first ever crush, the math genius Gokudera Hayato.

He continues to frown.

"Your friends think of you differently, being a girl and all," he snorts and launches his buttocks on the mucky floor. I gasp. That is a bad place to start conversations. For one, I want my crush and I to start everything inside a classroom, with our desks side-by-side, then after we'd be at my ultra-clean room, with clothes stacked up, books organized by subject, and my floor polished… then we'd be talking intimately about ourselves and slowly, slowly- goddammit, I want to imagine what comes next-!

"And I don't want anyone to overhear us. I want to disclose a subject of utmost secrecy and crap," he continues, and I subconsciously take a seat beside him. Oh my gawd, he's really- he's really- he's confessing to me?

I look on earnestly.

"Will you…"

He's really going to say it!

I just ogle on, my eyes wide. His green eyes stare out by the window of my desk.

"Will you…"

J-just spit it out, the suspense is killing me!

He stares at the curtained window before locking his grave-ridden eyes onto mine.

"Will you help me destroy the world?"

Next Chapter: I know we're getting closer.

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