Hi, everyone! This is my first fic, and adding to that, my first 1827 fic, too. Might be hints of 5927 if you squint, or probably just stare.

Anyways, hope you guys like it! Please read and review! ... And unless you don't like this kind of story (yaoi) then please don't read and please don't leave a nasty review.

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR, Amano-sama does.


Stretching his legs out under his desk, and arms up high up above his head Tsuna let out a huge yawn that could rival that of a lion's, or maybe even something other of that caliber. After hearing a satisfactory crack coming from his back, Tsuna let out a sigh and slumped against his seat.

Class had just ended a minute or so ago and Tsuna was just ready to book on out of there and get home, but of course he was almost instantly approached by Yamamoto and Gokudera. It wasn't that Tsuna didn't enjoy their company, it's just that they could be a little overbearing...especially Gokudera.

"Yo, Tsuna," Yamamoto greeted, grinning his trademark grin.

"Tenth!" Gokudera bounded over to his side and Tsuna swore he could see a ears and a tail on his silver-haired friend. "Are you ready to head home?"

"Um, yeah. I just need to finish packing up my stuff and then we can head out," instead of picking his things up and placing them in his book-bag somewhat neatly like he normally would he just swept his arm across his desk so that everything fell into his open book-bag. Then, grabbing the strap he swung his bag over his shoulder and stood up.

"All right, let's head out guys," he said.

"Well, actually, I've got baseball practice, so It'll just be you two again," Yamamoto explained, smiling apologetically.

"What's the big deal, Baseball-Idiot!" Gokudera growled, "You've been bailing on the Tenth too much lately!"

"Well, we've got playoffs coming up so I can't afford to miss any practice," Yamamoto explained, seemingly unaffected by Gokudera's fury. Gokudera inflated with anger and opened his mouth to argue back, but Tsuna interrupted him before they could get too heated in the argument.

"Hey, it's all right, Gokudera-kun! If Yamamoto needs to do stuff then he can do it. It's not like we never see him, anyways." One look at Tsuna's pleading face, and Gokudera's rage instantly dissipated.

"If the Tenth says so, then," Gokudera shot a glare at Yamamoto, "don't make this a habit though, Baseball-Idiot!"

"All right, then," Yamamoto laughed. Tsuna saw Gokudera's rage beginning to spike again so he decided they'd better leave before anything happened.

"Gokudera-kun! Let's head out already, I'm sure Yamamoto has to head to practice!" Tsuna began walking towards the door and sure enough Gokudera followed behind him like a loyal puppy.

"All right, Tenth," Gokudera acquiesced.

"See you tomorrow, Yamamoto," Tsuna called behind him.

"See ya," Yamamoto waved good-bye at them.

"Good riddance," Gokudera muttered under his breath, but sure enough Tsuna heard him and was somewhat glad he'd gotten him farther away before anything too weird happened.

Just as Tsuna was swinging the door open, he was surprised to feel someone opening it from the other side as well and shrieked in shock when it opened to reveal a seething Hibari.

"H-Hibari-san!" Tsuna fell back from the shock, but luckily for him Gokudera managed to catch him before he could hit the floor.

"Bastard!" Gokudera snarled, "Watch where you're going!" Hibari just ignored him, and after glancing over Tsuna passively he quickly scanned the room, eyes narrowing when he just saw it was the three and he.

"Hn...Not here..." And with that he immediately turned around and disappeared into the hallways.

"Jeez, what's up with that crazy battle maniac," Gokudera muttered, then turned his attention to Tsuna," Tenth! Are you all right? He didn't hurt you did he?"

"I'm fine, Gokudera-kun," Tsuna answered as he was set upright. "I wonder what that was about though..."

"Who knows," Gokudera shrugged. Yamamoto laughed, and the two were suddenly reminded that their friend was still there.

"Maybe he was looking for Hibird? Anyhow, see you guys. I'm gonna be late for practice." Yamamoto walked over to the opened door and grinned once more before exiting.

Gokudera just glared after him before turning to Tsuna with a smile plastered on his face. "Tenth! Let's hurry to your house, you're mom's making Mizutaki^ isn't she?"

"Oh, yeah!" Tsuna ran out of the door with Gokudera following closely behind. "We'd better hurry before it gets all eaten up by Reborn and the others."

The whole way they ran towards Tsuna's home, he couldn't help but constantly think about what Hibari was up to back at the school. He'd seemed especially peeved about something, and Tsuna was sure that couldn't have been caused by losing track of Hibird. Maybe someone got away from him? Anyways, he just hoped that whatever it was, it wouldn't end up being too bad.

Tsuna's luck was outlived, however, when his Hyper Intuition immediately began ringing alarm bells in the back of his mind.

"Gokudera-kun!" Tsuna stopped running and cried out a warning to his friend, but before Gokudera could realize what was going on there was a sudden explosion just to the right of him. "Gokudera-kun!"

What just happened! Tsuna began batting away at the smoke and dust and coughed when he breathed it in. "Gokudera-kun!" Tsuna needed to find him and make sure he was all right.

"Tenth!" Gokudera's worried cry rang out from within the dust cloud. It sounded far away, but it was definitely there. Tsuna began moving towards where he assumed Gokudera's voice was coming from, but before he could take a step, there was another explosion just in front of him. He heard Gokudera cry out in pain before he felt the sudden burst of energy throw him backwards and into a cement wall.

Groaning, and coughing up some blood, Tsuna slid down the wall and fell down so that he lay sprawled against the wall. Tsuna's eyes were stinging from the dirt and dust that had flown in there, and his ears were ringing from the after-effects of the explosion. Having it set off so close to him wasn't good, and as Tsuna slowly recovered he felt a horrible burning sensation coming from his right leg.

When he bent forward to look, he felt a sudden wave of nausea to see a syringe embedded right in the side of his calf. And it was empty. Now that he was starting to come to his senses, and the sudden burst of adrenaline was wearing off, the pain from his wound was starting to take effect, too.

He let out a gasp of pain and brought his leg close to his chest so he could examine the wound. There was a steady flow of blood oozing out from around the edges of the syringe where it was embedded in his calf. Tsuna grabbed the syringe by the hilt but left it in. Was was he supposed to do? Pull it out or leave it? Where had the thing come from anyways? It was really starting to hurt and his body was beginning to burn up, whether from shock or something else, he didn't know.

A loud shout brought Tsuna's attention back to the fight at hand. There were continuous sounds of fighting somewhere in the dust cloud, and a string of curses being shouted out by Gokudera, but Tsuna was too disoriented by the pain in his leg to tell exactly what he was saying.

Tsuna then opted for trying to find Gokudera and could barely make out two figures going at it in the dust cloud. There was a sudden burst of red flame which blew away the dust surrounding its owner to reveal Gokudera. The other figure still remained shrouded in the dust and easily dodged a dynamite thrown at him by the bomber.

"Bastard!" Gokudera snarled and pulled out some more dynamite from who knows where. He immediately hurled the dynamite towards the unknown figure, but this time the attack managed to connect and the figure was immediately engulfed in the explosion. The next thing Tsuna knew, Gokudera was at his side and pulling him up. Tsuna groaned in pain when the movement caused his wound to open up more. Blood oozed out at a more ready pace and dripped onto the ground leaving large puddles underneath them.

"Gokudera-kun, stop! My leg!" Tsuna howled and tried loosening Gokudera's hold on him, but Gokudera held on tightly and refused to budge, only pulling Tsuna closer.

"I'm sorry, Tenth, but, I need to get you out of here, that guy's not normal!" Gokudera pulled Tsuna up onto his back before he could ask exactly why he wasn't normal. "Hold on tight, Tenth!"

Tsuna immediately wrapped his arms around Gokudera's neck as he took of running down the street at a speed that was abnormal. Tsuna groaned as the pain in his calf intensified with each movement that occurred from swinging around.

"Just hold on a little longer, Tenth," Gokudera said, although his voice was a little strained. Tsuna was aware that they had entered an abandoned building and Gokudera immediately brought him into an area hidden behind a wall of boxes.

Gokudera set Tsuna down gently, being careful of his injured leg and knelt down in order to catch his breath. After a minute or so he then proceeded to take off his jacket and tore it up into long strips.

Tsuna, meanwhile had ended up propped up against some boxes, and he wasn't feeling so hot. Well, actually he was burning up, but every time he tried opening his eyes or moving even the slightest bit his head would begin pounding and his eyes would get all fuzzy no matter how hard he tried focusing.

So he was startled to feel pressure on his leg, then a tugging sensation followed almost immediately by a horrible burning that flared all across his leg which spread throughout the rest of his body. Tsuna cried out in agony and tried pushing away Gokudera's hands, but stopped when they were restrained firmly, but gently.

"I'm sorry, Tenth. It's going to hurt a bit, so please endure it." Tsuna felt something being wrapped around his leg and when he opened his eyes to look he saw that it was parts of Gokudera's jacket that he had ripped up. He heard Gokudera mutter something about how much his he was bleeding and something else Tsuna couldn't make out but it sounded urgent.

"Gokudera-kun...what's wrong?" Tsuna turned to look at his friend and became worried at the surprised and anxious look plastered on his friend's face.

"Ah, i-it's nothing, Tenth," Gokudera forced a smile and finished tying up the make-shift bandage around Tsuna's wound. Tsuna winced at the sudden jerk, but managed to focus enough so that he could give Gokudera a look that said, Tell me what's wrong and don't even think about lying to me.

Gokudera hesitated, but relented under Tsuna's gaze, and picked up the syringe that had previously been embedded in Tsuna's leg before glaring daggers at it. "That bastard, Tenth, I-I think...well, I don't know what it is, but he put something in this, and I guess it's in you now."

Tsuna huffed in response and fell back against the boxes, feeling too tired and just wanting to sleep. He felt like he was about to die...or at least pass out. His whole leg especially, felt like it was about to fall off. Whatever had been put into his system definitely was not making Tsuna any more comfortable.

"I have to get you to the hospital, Tenth," Gokudera decided and began pulling Tsuna up, but was stopped when there was a sudden explosion behind the wall of boxes, causing them to fall right on top of them. "Shit!" Not losing any time, Gokudera shoved Tsuna out of the way before the boxes landed, burying the silver-haired teen beneath the rubble.

Tsuna pushed himself up and stared in horror at the mass of boxes and debris which were currently covering his sacrificed friend. Mustering up as much strength as he could, Tsuna crawled over to the pile of debris and grabbed onto a piece of wood that was jutting out.

"Gokudera-kun," Tsuna croaked and tugged on the piece but to no avail, "Gokudera-kun," he tugged harder when he didn't get any answer.

Tsuna groaned when a sudden dizzy spell came over him, but he managed to ignore it and continued trying to dig Gokudera out. He had to help him. Gokudera was probably hurt and bleeding under there and here was Tsuna who couldn't even pull out a stinking piece of wood.

Wait. Tsuna mentally punched himself. He'd forgotten all about his Hyper Dying Will pills. Tsuna reached into his pocket and pulled out the bottle, fumbling with the lid a bit as he tried to push and twist it off.

He'd only managed to twist it slightly when a hand slid over his mouth and the other knocked the bottle out of his hand spilling the contents all across the ground. The hand then slid across his waist, pulling Tsuna closer to the owner.

"Greetings, young Vongola," a voice whispered besides his ear, "please excuse my rudeness, but we really must be going."


So? What did you think? Should I continue?