Story title: On the Verge of Something Wonderful

Story author: Me

Now listening to: Darren Hayes Playlist

Anime / Manga: Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Disclaimer: I do not own this anime, or the characters. The only thing I own is the story I wrote myself based on this anime.

A little warning: This is 8059, also known as YamaGoku. Let's not be stupid now, this is a yaoi pairing. 'Nuff said.

Alternate Universe; Mafia are not included in my story so please get them out of your minds for the duration of this story. Thank you.

Uri's beauty products were the most popular in Namimori, yet lately the business had been losing profit. Its president, Shamal, was facing charges for numerous reports of sexual harassment. With no options open except one, Shamal passed the business onto his apprentice and fled to Italy.

Hayato Gokudera was thrilled to finally be in charge of his own business, and could hardly stop himself from at least punching the air with his fist. However his green eyes grew wide at the amount of debt Uri was in. A lot of shares had been sold too in order to keep up with costs and this brought worry to Gokudera. As a PLC, if enough of his shares were brought by another business there could be a take over!

No way! No way would Gokudera let this stop him! He spread the breakeven charts on his desk to analyse them, along with the finances sheet.

"Gokudera-San, a Yamamoto-San is here to see you," his secretary's voice interrupted his trail of thought. The male frowned as he looked to the speaker box on his desk, and pressed the button to reply.

"Send him in," he replied. He went back to his papers, not bothering to clean them up; This won't take long he assured himself. Due to his office being on the bottom floor of the tower block (he hated walking far), it didn't take long before a knock could be heard on his door. "Come in," Gokudera called, looking up. Green met amber as the door opened and a raven-haired male walked in.

The smile struck Gokudera first. Most business people you meet weren't friendly unless they wanted something, Gokudera was no different, yet this smile seemed genuine. Don't be fooled! It's just a smile…

"I'm Takeshi Yamamoto," The newcomer introduced himself, his tone sounding as cheerful as the smile he wore, "I run Rainstorm Insurance… I'm sure you've heard of it. Maybe even this building insured with us?"

"Wait… you run it? You're the manager?" Gokudera frowned, surprised that a manager would even leave their business for an uninvited visit, "Why would an insurance company be interested in cosmetics… unless you're here to offer me a deal? I'm already insured thanks." The silver haired raised a hand to wave the other out.

Yamamoto refused to leave, and sat down in the chair on the other side of Gokudera's desk, "I will explain all but, forgive on this one; I thought Uri was run by… someone older?"

"Shamal was forced to leave. I'm Hayato Gokudera, his apprentice."

"I do apologise. I was surprised to see a young, good-looking pe-"

"Quit it!" Gokudera growled. Don't fall for it. Don't fall for compliments because underneath the smile and cheerfulness there's a demon! A demon who'll pounce as soon as… Gokudera had to stop his thoughts, realising he'd left them both in silence, "Just… tell me why you're here."

"Sorry," The other chuckled, unfazed by the order to 'quit', "As you may not know, Rainstorm and Kokuyo are fiercely competing to dominate as much of the Namimori market as possible. This includes taking over other businesses to control them, spreading our weight… the two companies are old rivals and…."

"Alright! Picture delivered!" Gokudera interrupted, "What does this have to do with me… and Uri?"

"Sorry," Yamamoto sighed, "Okay, you want the point? Well, Uri is my next target. I have brought 73% of your shares, and decided to give you an offer. I'll either buy Uri from you… or I will take it by force."

Gokudera felt his body tense; Lose Uri…? He guessed it had been right to worry about the amount of shares sold to the public, however he realised his mistake too late. He'd done nothing about it so…

"You want my business?" Gokudera rested his elbows on the desk, keeping his composure, "Well, I'm afraid I will not be selling Uri to you."

"Why not?" The raven-haired sat forward in his seat, "We'll pay a good deal of money for it. We can give you a job at Rainstorm if you wish. Uri will keep its name and-"

"Yamamoto, was it? Please," Gokudera pushed himself to stand up and turned his view to the window, showing his back to the other, "Uri is in debt, and I want to be the one to get this business back on its feet."

Yamamoto watched as the silver haired turned to face him, and a smile of amusement crept onto his face, "Now now, I'm sure we can come to some kind of agreement. Rainstorm have sufficient money to pay off the debt so-"

"I just said that I'll be the one to pay that off!"

"Well… if you're that reluctant to let go… you could personally help me run Uri from the Rainstorm place? I'd hide you away nicely and keep you to myself."

What is this guy thinking? Gokudera raised an eyebrow, He's just being nice. Just remember Gokudera; don't give in! "Heh, no way. Not good enough for me. I'm staying right here."

"Gokudera-San!" Yamamoto now stood up too and took a step nearer to Gokudera, "I need Uri in my control!"
"Control which I refuse to hand over."

"Well… how about if I let you run Uri on your own? You can pay off the debt that way. It'll be as if Uri is still yours!" Yamamoto begged

"As if... Uri is still mine?"

"I will be the ultimate manager of Uri. But I will only interfere when I think I should, especially if it involves a rival company. But sales and promotion… that's a minor job for you right?" Yamamoto's smile returned slowly, "I need you to understand how much I need Uri. The biggest cosmetics in Namimori… if not me then Kokuyo would take Uri with a worse offer than mine."

Gokudera's eyes fell to the floor, and it was a moment before he looked up to the other out the corner of his eye, "This deal… how do I know you'll keep to it? How do I know you won't throw me out suddenly?"

Another chuckle escaped Yamamoto as he took several more steps to fill in the gap between them. Gokudera dismissed this as the other wanting to shake hands, and only realised that this was not his intention as his chin was lifted upwards by the raven-haired male.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"Sealing the deal," Yamamoto replied as he leaned down and locked lips with the shorter male. As Gokudera tried to push away, Yamamoto moved his free arm around him, forcing their bodies together. Yamamoto licked along Gokudera's bottom lip, persuading it to lower so he could invade to taste the other. Gokudera whimpered at the intrusion, and continued to attempt to escape the kiss, soon succeeding only because Yamamoto pulled back.

"Creep," Gokudera took a step back, growling as he back hit the window, "What are you? A fucking perve? Do you do this to everyone you try to steal from?"

"I'm just proving I'll keep my word," Yamamoto lifted a finger to his lips as he watched the other with his smile, "Now, if we're done I have another manager to visit. One warning; don't let Kokuyo get too close. I hate sharing… oh, and I'll show myself out, don't worry," He spoke as he turned and left the room as if nothing had happened.

Gokudera watched him leave, allowing his legs to give way beneath him once the door was shut. He sat on his knees, a hand covering his mouth as his confused mind tried to make sense of the kiss. His heart raced as he remembered how his soft lips had felt. But what had he said before he left…?

'Another manager to visit.' Does he do that to everyone then…? Gokudera stared at the floor, cursing him for allowing himself to be caught like that by a person who could smile and talk so easily. Yamamoto had probably gone further with the people he had let work 'personally' with him. Just great… Maybe working with Kokuyo would be better…

"Gokudera-San!" The secretary called as she knelt next to him, causing Gokudera to realise he hadn't noticed when she came in. The male could only blink as he slowly looked up to her; "Gokudera-San, did something happen? Do you feel ill?"

"Something happened…" He replied, returning his gaze to the floor.

"Was it Yamamoto-San? I just saw him leave."

"Forget it, Chrome-San," He sighed shaking his head, "No… we can't forget it… we'll be seeing more of him."

"What do you mean?"

"Shares… dammit! Too many were sold to pay off debts!" Gokudera yelled, hushing himself, "Don't wanna lose Uri…"

"Yamamoto-San didn't propose a take over did he?" Chrome asked, her voice laced with worry.

Gokudera shook his head, "Don't worry. I'll never let anyone take Uri…. completely."

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A/N: Out of all those fanfics on fanfiction, thank you for reading this one. And, unlike my others, I think I'll stick to this one. I find it interesting because I can tie it in with Business Studies. I'm planning to get into a busienss career so… the title is the title of one of Darren Hayes' song. I had my story but no title so please bear with me!

In my story, Yamamoto and Gokudera'll be about 24 years old, just so you know. Also, I always believe that Gokudera's younger… so if you see 'younger' you know it's relating to Gokudera.

Please leave reviews. Oh, and another thing…

PLC: Public Limited Company – can sell shares to the public. Costs a lot of money to become PLC.

Breakeven graphs: Used to see how many products a business has to sell in order for output costs to meet input costs and allows a busienss to set a goal / target.

I think that's it… thank you!