Hey everyone. This was something I was working on whenever I wasn't busy with school or working on my current on-goings. This was practically made a long time ago. I never got to upload it though… Anyways, I'm uploading it now.

Chapter 1: Seeking Comfort

Tsuna caresses his newly wounded cheek. Tears begin to form as rain disguise it. The rain was pouring harshly as Tsuna sat on the sideline. He was completely wet to the bone nonetheless. And the reason is because of his overprotective and jealous boyfriend Kyoya Hibari. They once again argued as they always do and Hibari attacked Tsuna. Both physically and mentally against the young brunet… And not once had he bothered to stop the abuse or end the relationship. Alas, he knew Hibari's personality better than anyone else. He does not let his belongings go so easily. And if he were to tell anyone, Hibari isn't the type to be pushed around either.

Tsuna covers his face with both hands. If he knew this would happen, he wouldn't have dated the skylark. But he was so different before. What made him change so suddenly? That question is never getting an answer anytime soon. When their fight was over, Tsuna took that chance to escape. Apparently, he succeeded, but it won't be long till Hibari heads out searching for him. He doesn't want to go home. To the house he is living with Hibari. He doesn't want to see him till he is ready. Ready for what exactly? Another beating or form of abuse again? What is he to Hibari nowadays? Tsuna closed his eyes shut before sobbing silently as strangers pass by. All of those questions made him feel useless and abandoned. A sick feeling begins to rise in his abdomens. Like he had before he met his friends in middle school.

The same friends he lost connections with. After a few weeks of dating, Hibari didn't like the idea of Tsuna running loose. Because of that, he got rid of all the connections Tsuna had with others. And the brunet couldn't contact anyone. Not even his dear family. At first, Tsuna thought it was nothing at the time till things took an ugly turn. After that, Tsuna couldn't leave the house. Not once in two whole years. He didn't even know what outside looks like anymore till now. How clueless he was to not suspect something like this to ever happen… He is too oblivious and naïve as always.

The sobbing continued on as the rain poured loudly. The rain was washing him away till it stopped. The brunet's curiosity perks up. The sound of dripping water didn't end. So that means the rain didn't stop just yet. And he can feel someone's presence in front of him. Tsuna's shoulders shook in fear. If he is not mistaken, it was probably Hibari standing before him. Tsuna can feel his fear increasing tenfold. The younger male didn't look up. He doesn't want to see his lover at this moment. He was too scared. He's scared of getting another beating once they get home. Tsuna's shoulders immediately tense when he felt a hand pressing on him.

"Tsuna…?"

The voice was different from Hibari's. The tone held concern and worry. Something Hibari hasn't shown to him or him ever hearing in a long time. And there was only one person he knew that calls him that. And the voice sounded very familiar to him. It was Takeshi Yamamoto. He knew it was. His thoughts were fighting again. One side wants it to be Yamamoto. But the other doesn't from the fear of him seeing the brunet as how he is. Alas, the fear of being found by Hibari entered Tsuna's head. He released his hands on his face and held Yamamoto's hand. Tsuna held his head low to hide his wound.

"Yamamoto… please don't ask. I want to go to your place." He requested.

Yamamoto noticed the shaken hands holding his. Without questioning him, he takes Tsuna home with him. Maybe later he could ask if Tsuna is willing. It was a silent walk. Yamamoto asked frequent questions to lighten the mood, but the brunet doesn't really respond back. Even so, he was bother by one thing: why was Tsuna outside in the cold rain alone? Since Tsuna started to date Hibari, Yamamoto lost contact with him. He tried calling and texting in the past many times. Though Tsuna never returns them either. And after that, he just stopped.

The two males arrive at the large apartment buildings. Tsuna could only stare in awe at the sight from a few glances. Just from the outside, Tsuna could tell that the room is beautiful and very expensive. Not that he doesn't like his house that he's sharing with Hibari. They enter the lobby and aboard into the elevator. It came to a stop on the seventh floor. The metal doors automatically opened as the two set out. And the two exits it. Throughout the hallway, rows of doors with numbers upon them stood next to each other. Tsuna's amazement never creases as he and Yamamoto wandered further in the building. They both stop at the door with the numbers '8059' on it. Rampaging through his pocket, he searches for his key. Tsuna held back a light giggle as he watches with interest.

He smiled softly and looked to his left. In the far end, the halls darken from the lack of sunlight or any form of light. Yamamoto made a victorious gesture as he held the key in hand as he opens the door. They enter the living room and Yamamoto removes his shoes. Tsuna did the same. But the young brunet stood near the doorway with his head lowered. Yamamoto extends his hand and held Tsuna's. He gently pulls him to the kitchen. He pulled out a chair next to the kitchen table and gestures him to sit. And that's what Tsuna did. While he did, he watches Yamamoto leave the area and returns with new clothes and a towel.

The baseball player placed the clothes on the table and threw the towel on Tsuna's head. He immediately began to dry the soaking chocolate brown hair. Tsuna voiced out his discomfort and tries to pry the large familiar hands off him. But his effort was futile. Yamamoto chuckles happily at the situation. He haven't seen Tsuna in so long or smiled as much without him. Well not the smiling as much. But he's able to say that he misses his best friend.

"Yamamoto, please stop. I can handle this myself." Tsuna protested.

"No can do Tsuna. This is something I want to do. I haven't seen you in so long. What have you been doing nowadays?" He asked cheerfully.

The struggling came to a stop as Tsuna sat still. Yamamoto momentarily stopped what he was doing and raised a puzzled brow. He silently calls out the brunet's name loud enough for him to hear. But there was no response or reaction. Confusion reverts to concern. If Yamamoto connects the dots correctly, this would involve the reason as to why he was in the cold rain. Come to think of it, where is Hibari when you need the guy? And how come Tsuna is keeping his head low and hidden?

And that's when all the pieces came together. Hibari was the one that did this. But he couldn't be sure about it. Even though he wants to know if he was right; he can't. Why? Because he knew that his friend is a bit worn out. And if he's right, who knows what might happen? He is not willing to take that chance.

"Sorry about that. If you don't want to answer, you don't have to. No pressure on that."

There was still no response. Yamamoto removes the light blue towel and lowers himself to Tsuna's height. Even with his face hidden, Yamamoto always considered himself the only one to understand Tsuna best. He can sense a sad tension lingering. He placed both his hands on his shoulders and gently pressed his head against the other. Immediately, Tsuna's shoulders became stiff. All the action made the brunet wonder. How long have it been since Hibari held him like this? How long have it been since he received any form of love or compassion? How long have it been since he was locked up in that place called home? Far too long is what he thinks.

Tsuna leaned closer. He wanted to have strong arms holding him. It's been so long since Hibari did so. Tsuna carelessly held onto Yamamoto's shirt. He felt so secured, cared for, and maybe joy. Yes, he can feel it.

Yamamoto observes while he allowed Tsuna to do whatever he wanted. He could see the struggle and desperation. He can tell from how extremely close they are. And how tight Tsuna was clinging onto his shirt. After a while, the small brunet softly whispered his name continuously. For once Yamamoto was not sure what to do or say. He always had a solution. But, as of today, he doesn't. That was one of the tricks Tsuna has on him. His best friend can make his mind go blank when it was just them.

"Yamamoto," He started midway.

"Yes, what is it?"

"Is it all right if I stay here for a while?"

Yamamoto's eyes slightly widen. What is he supposed to say? Yes, no, maybe, I don't know? Of course from the looks of it he has to say yes. There is no way he is sending the small brunet out in the rain. He would kill himself if he did so. No, if Gokudera were to find out, he would be skinned alive.

"Sure, I don't see why not." He laughs sheepishly.

"Thank you."

Tsuna closed his tired eyes and drifted to sleep. The sudden change in weight made a strange impression on Yamamoto. He shook Tsuna lightly while calling his name. But the soft snoring coming from the brunet gave him the idea of what's going on. He adjusted his arms and carried his friend bride-style. He walked slowly, making sure not to drop the other male. He opened the door to his bedroom and settled the body on his large bed. Tsuna stirred a bit once he was on the bed. Yamamoto smiles lightly before turning on the lampshade to lighten the room. But not before changing the brunet out of his wet clothes.

He pulled on the blanket and tucked Tsuna in securely. Giving one good look at his work, he smiles once more. But it quickly turned into a shocking frown. In the corner of his eyes, he noticed a purple mark on the brunet's cheek. It's a bit darker and noticeable than it's supposed to. But that's not the reason that is making his blood boil. There was one thing he wanted an answer to: Who did this to him? Tsuna turned to his side as his shoulders shook heavily. Soft sound of sobbing entered Yamamoto's ears. The baseball player can tell that Tsuna was having a nightmare. Well, so much for a better day.

"Tsuna, what happened to you?" Yamamoto asked himself in a whisper.

With that, he left the room.

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Tsuna sat up on the bed with a heavy migraine. He looked around slowly.

"Oh… I'm at Yamamoto's apartment." He told himself.

He silently groaned as his head once again began to ache. He lifted himself from the bed and went to the living room. But before doing so, he made sure that his bruise wasn't showing or aching. He saw that Yamamoto was leaning on his back against the kitchen sink with coffee at hand. He had a look that says he was busy thinking over something. Tsuna approach the taller male with curiosity. Distracted, Yamamoto fails to notice the brunet standing next to him. But he came back to reality when a small familiar voice was calling out to him. Yamamoto sharply turned his head and met with large chocolate brown eyes.

"Tsuna! You're awake… How are you feeling?"

"I feel much better than I ever had before…" He answers quietly.

The conversation died down and silence kicked in. None made a sign or movement of wanting to talk.

"Tsuna, uh, there's something I want to ask you. But you don't have to answer if you don't want to."

"What is it?"

"This might sound strange but… Did Hibari hit you? And that bruise on your cheek…"

Tsuna's heart immediately dropped to his stomach. His eyes widen in fear. He didn't want to answer or let the taller male know. Is that why he had that type of face on? It doesn't matter anymore. He needed to leave. Now!

"I'm sorry for intruding. I'll be leave now."

Tsuna took the chance to walk quickly to the door. But he couldn't move a muscle. A firm hand held his wrist, making sure he is unable to move.

"Tsuna… Please, I want to help."

Tsuna looked away, feeling completely ashamed. He didn't want to be found out. He should've left without bothering him in the first place. But once he leaves, where will he go? He doesn't have anyone else to contact. Neither does he have anyone he knew that he can stay with. It was either Yamamoto or return back to Hibari…

"Don't worry. I broke up with Hibari before this happened." He lied.

"Then how did you get that bruise?"

"It was my fault for being clumsy that's all."

The tone wasn't convincing to Yamamoto. But he can see how his friend doesn't want to talk about this. Instead, he released the brunet and told him he was welcome to stay whenever he wants. Tsuna could only smile weakly and return to the bedroom. Yamamoto watches with a firm eye before sighing. He could tell that his best friend just lied to him.

"Tsuna…" Yamamoto called out.

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And that's the end for this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. This is different from how I normally write. But this is from a long time ago. Please review or something… Really… What is up with me and depressing stories? Besides that, school is almost ending. So I have some time on me. For the next chapter for My Little Family, it's almost done. I just need to add a bit more then I can update it. As for I'm Just A Weapon... Yeah... Going to be a while... That's my current news to you.