Category: Anime/Manga: Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Title: 1880 Messages
Summary: Bored, Yamamoto goes online and finds a random chatroom…slash…yaoi…whatever…
Genre: Humor/Romance
Rating: T
Warning: Language/MM/OH and the format is weird right now since ffnet doesn't seem to like 'tab'-ing so I hope it's still readable.
Pairing: from the title…1880 of course… or 8018, however you interpret their relationship…I rather like 1880
A/N: This was supposed to be 1880 Text Messages based on my tendency type out my 1880/8018 stories on my cellphone… but I might write that another day…
...THIS is actually NOT the first 8018/1880 fanfic I've written, but it is the first to be posted... the other ones... are more interesting and hopefully I will have them thoroughly edited to post up!
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn by Akira Amano
Chapter One: 'NamiMori'
That evening, Yamamoto Takeshi found himself uncharacteristically bored. At the moment, the sun was setting like a blazing fire dying out and his father had closed shop earlier to go drinking with a couple of visiting friends.
Sighing, the boy flipped over and over on his bed, staring at the many posters plastered on the wall. In the small room, it looked rather chaotic. Baseball players slid, batted, and pitched across tiny room.
He could go out and hit a couple of baseballs, but he had already done that earlier at the school's field until the Chairman of the Disciplinary Committee had chased him out. It didn't help that Tsuna was busy studying for the math test and Gokudera hung up on him after saying "Hey".
Was there anything for him to do? Even the tiny television wasn't appealing to him as he glanced at its dark screen. With an indecisive groan, Yamamoto sat up and went to boot up his computer. Perhaps he could play around online. It was a rather old computer with an equally aged monitor since he and his father were anything but technologically-oriented.
A picture of his eight-year-old self holding a baseball bat greeted him and slowly the icons popped onto the screen like little daisies.
"Hello there," Yamamoto grinned at the wallpaper. Last he had used the computer was for an assignment a couple weeks ago.
Moving the mouse, he clicked open the internet browser and watched as the page slowly loads onto the screen. It wasn't a surprise that the homepage was the sports news website. However, right now, the baseball fanatic had a different interest.
Opening a search engine, a blank was drawn in his mind. He was pretty lonely right now; why not chat with other people?
The boy could barely remember what the place was called where people go to talk with other people. Gokudera had mentioned it to him once when he had helped Yamamoto with the assignment. It was chat something.
Sticking out his tongue in concentration, Yamamoto typed in 'people chat place online'. Lucky for him that the search engine was ambiguous-friendly and the first link that it gave him said 'Chatroom'.
"That's right!" Yamamoto exclaimed to his empty bedroom. "It's called a 'Chatroom'!"
Eager, he entered the website, only to be lost in the many links that said things like 'Singles' and 'Music' and 'Advice'. Scrolling up and down, Yamamoto randomly clicked a link.
But by clicking 'Teens' that only led to more links to click and so he once again played his little Russian Roulette-like game.
Eventually, a small box appeared asking for a nickname which Yamamoto typed in 'YakyuuYama' trying to be a little clever. Right after, a black screen loaded onto the screen that made Yamamoto sat up. The top of the screen gave the rules of the chatroom and the boy scanned through them without giving it much thought.
Under that, many multicolored text began to pop up onto the black screen and Yamamoto felt an excitement run through his vein. So he began to type.
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YakyuuYama(5): Hello!
ptlr(3): dude gtfo
Hime-Sama(8): plzzz, ur friking annoying!!! :(
14fem(9): ima leving an reprotin u
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Blinking, Yamamoto watched as more unhappy response filled the screen and wonder if he did something wrong already. But it was the next text that caught his attention.
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NamiMori(2): Good, leave and learn to type. You're crowding.
NamiMori(2): Oh, reporting me will do you no good. I've already spoken to the moderators.
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After those messages appeared, Yamamoto watched semi-amused as many of the users left, leaving only him and this 'NamiMori' person. Then again, it was because of the nickname that kept him in the room.
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YakyuuYama(5): I guess, you attend Namimori?
NamiMori(2): Yes, how intuitive of you.
NamiMori(2): Then again, you are the first to say so. You're a Namimori student.
YakyuuYama(5): Haha, why yes, I am. :)
NamiMori(2): You're homework must be done.
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Yamamoto paused for a second at the statement. A smile graced his face.
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YakyuuYama(5): I think so. I got hit im the head today by Hibari-san so I can't remember so well.
YakyuuYama(5): In the head, I mean.
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The other person didn't immediately reply, which worried Yamamoto a little.
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NamiMori(2): Are you Yamamoto Takeshi?
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Yamamoto's eyes widen in surprise. Whoever this other person was, they must be psychic or something. But something about the anonymity on the internet made Yamamoto feel a bit playful.
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YakyuuYama(5): Maybe I am, maybe I'm not.
NamiMori(2): Don't play games with me.
YakyuuYama(5): :( Haha, but it wouldn't be fair to me if you knew who I was and I don't know who you are.
NamiMori(2): That is irrelevant. You are Yamamoto Takeshi.
YakyuuYama(5): How would you know, NamiMori-kun.
(NamiMori strangles YakyuuYama)
NamiMori(2): It will be NamiMori-senpai for you.
NamiMori(2): And it is not hard to figure from your name who you are. You are a popular person, Yamamoto Takeshi. Everyone on the school grounds knows of your notoriety in baseball.
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Sitting back, Yamamoto was speechless at where this conversation was going. He had to figure out who this 'NamiMori' person was. However just the name 'NamiMori' could mean any student from Namimori. Then again, the 'NamiMori' person had wanted him to call him 'senpai' which meant it was somebody of a higher grade.
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NamiMori(2): This is boring. I'm leaving and you have a math test to study for.
YakyuuYama(5): Wait! Are you Sasagawa-senpai???
(NamiMori murders YakyuuYama)
NamiMori(2): You have a death wish.
YakyuuYama(5): Na! Then don't leave so fast!
YakyuuYama(5): I want to talk to you again! Please?
YakyuuYama(5): I want to find out who you are!
NamiMori(2): What you want has nothing to do with me.
NamiMori(2) leaves
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A disappointed feeling swelled in the baseball fanatic's stomach as he stared at the last line. Even though their conversation was short, he really wanted to know who the other person was and perhaps make friends with them in person. Like a man on a mission, Yamamoto quickly logged out of the room and scavenged through the other chatrooms looking for the 'NamiMori' name. However, after an hour later, there was no sign of 'NamiMori'.
"Aw man," Yamamoto sighed and glanced at the clock on his desk. 11:30 shone in its green digital glow. He was sure his father will be home soon so he quickly exited out of the website and turned off his computer. Having stared at the screen for the past hour had made his eyes a bit weary so he shuffled to his comfy bed.
Tossing around a little, determination flooded Yamamoto's mind. He was going to try to find 'NamiMori' again tomorrow and until then, hopefully he could figure out the other's real identity.
As Yamamoto's eyes slid shut for sleep, another stared at the screen with an impassive expression etched on his face.
A/N: O___O hope they were in character... dunno, I'm putting this up to see if people would like reading it and if so, I may continue...it's not beta'd so this may be replaced later when I've thoroughly gone through it several time...plus, I haven't been on a chatroom for years soooo...
sorry for those Grav and Naru fans (= _ = ) I honestly lost interest in Naruto but I'll try to rewrite Disappearance of the Innocent as best as I can... and the Gravitation fics are rather hard to write when Gravitation itself is a dead series right now, but I'm still trying to see if I could finish that new chapter two for Leap...
8D but I hope I can convert you all to YamaHiba/HibaYama.. lol, that's unlikely, but anyways...
thanks for reading