#91- Drowning
Disclaimer: Tsuna- (looked down at paper) Roys-neko doesn't own Katekyoushi Hitman Reborn... Gokudera-kun, Why are you so sad about this?
Gokudera looked out the school window, bored and once again disinterested in the lessons. He dig through his bag at the side of his desk, pulling out a few sheets of blank drawing paper.
The teacher looked at him weirdly, as he began to sketch with his pen. "Gokudera, Are you paying attention?" The teacher asked trying to act strict on the 'delinquent' of the class.
Gokudera rolled his eyes, "Depends on what you define as 'attention.'"
The silver-haired boy turned to his right to see a laughing Tsuna, who wasn't the only one. The whole class joined as the teacher steamed, ignoring the comment, and continued doing his job.
Gokudera looked back at his paper, his mind set on the weekend. He waited, tapping his pencil against the side of his desk lightly. When the bell rang to let out the students, Gokudera shot up and raced to his shoe locker.
He slipped on his shoes and ran out of school, dashing into town, Leaving behind a puzzled and very curious Tsuna.
"I can't be late!" Gokudera ran through town looking for the street, which was written on the piece of paper he held to his face.
He stopped at a deserted part of the town, looking around, noticing that there was more than one person there, surrounding him.
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Tsuna looked out the window of the empty classroom, seeing his 'crush' dash out of the school, heading towards town.
"Tsuna?" He heard his named called while the classroom door slid open.
"Yamamoto! What are you still doing here, don't you have a game scheduled today?"
Tsuna asked, startled from the sudden company.
"Yeah, I do. I just forgot my school bag, that's all." He picked up said object from his seat and waved, "Well, I'll see ya around!"
"Okay, Good Luck!" Tsuna replied waving back.
The brunette looked out the window again, this time not spotting the rushing Gokudera.
He gathered his bag, getting ready to leave, his noticed a stray paper about to fall from the dynamite master's desk. "What's this?"
His eyes scanned the paper and widened, he too rushed out of the school, running after the Italian teen.
The paper read:
'The fate of the one you love will be in danger if you don't defeat us, met us- ' with the end ripped off.
'My best guess is the present gang. Now, where is their hideout?' Tsuna stopped in the middle of the swarm of moving people, looking around for a suspicious sign.
He spotted gang-like members walking away from the west part of the town. He ran quickly, hoping nothing bad happened his friend. His head jerked back and forth, from abandoned alley to the next looking for Gokudera.
He reached the end, close to the outskirts of town, finding a slumping teen, leaning hopelessly against an old burned down warehouse.
"Gokudera!" Tsuna yelled terrified at the sight before him, he rushed to the Mafioso's side. Tears spilt uncontrollably from his eyes.
The silver-haired teen smiled weakly, "Please, don't cry… 10th?" He said in surprise, before he could reach his hand to the tear stained cheek, his hands were held gently by the Vongola boss.
"Who was it that you were fighting for?" Tsuna said, sitting beside him, looking at the small cuts on the long elegant fingers.
Gokudera rested his head onto Tsuna's shoulder.
"You." He stated wearily, Tsuna blushed and looked away.
"We… should get you to a doctor." He said, flustered.
"Please… don't hate me, 10th…"
Tsuna chuckled, "I could never hate you Gokudera-kun, but you're hurt." The taller of the two, nuzzled into his neck deeply.
"Please.. Let me rest, for a bit…" He said, closing his eyes.
Tsuna took in a deep breath and said softly, "To tell you the Truth, Gokudera-kun, I really like you too…"
a/n: Sorry Goku-kun I didn't want to beat him up... but I did...
-Bows- Please Reivew, Onegai shimasu!