a/n: chapters will probably be very short Dx I'm not good at writing long chapters with tons of details. I get bored.

Disclaimer: I don't own this, if I did, Yamamoto would be putting Gokudera in promising positions.

EDIT: After reading the reviews (and seeing my story on the list when I searched for Gokudera and Yamamoto *_*) I read the first chapter -- and yep, it's hard to understand what Yamamoto did, especially without a page break, because it just goes into the story. This is now fixed :3

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"I would never team up with a useless baseball freak like you."

The words rung through his head. They stung, and no matter how many times he heard it, it kept stinging. It gave him headaches.

"What anyone would see in you, I don't know, I just do this for the tenth."

"Do you understand me, Yamamoto?! You're so stupid."

"I don't need you!"

The last sentence struck a nerve like nothing else. The first day the short, pale-haired boy had come into his life was the last time Yamamoto thought seriously about dating a girl, or even a boy, other than Gokudera.

Which, Yamamoto had realized, was weird enough as it was, for he realized the short boy wasn't interested in him. In fact, he was certain - with good support towards knowing this - that Gokudera hated him.

But Yamamoto was glad to walk to school with Gokudera everyday, and talk to him everyday, and eat lunch with him, and even occasionally put his hand on his shoulder. Yamamoto continued to smile like an idiot no matter what painful curveballs Gokudera pitched at him.

"Yamamoto!" Gokudera shouted, irrationally.

"Shut ... Shut UP!" Yamamoto snapped, grabbing the boy's collar close to him. "Everything we've been through and you still say all of this -- you're just a nuisance!"

Gokudera wasn't shocked, thoroughly, he still continued to play it as a game like the latter, not realizing Yamamoto was serious. "You're too optimistic! You're the nuisance!"

"You don't know the burden you are on Tsuna!" Yamamoto scowled, getting very angry. "You try to be protective but you become annoying! It's like you love him!"

"Of course I love him, he's familia, the tenth generation Vongola--"

"You don't get it!" Yamamoto yelled, loudly. This was the point where Gokudera understood Yamamoto was really angry, and serious. "You don't get it!" and threw him down.

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His clothes were in a messy pile in the corner of the room. His hair was furiously thrown about on his head. He, himself, was curled up in a ball-like fashion, Yamamoto in the corner with his head in his hands. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry.." he kept muttering, as if asking forgiveness to nothing. Gokudera was simply collecting himself. He shook his hand and arm while reaching for his shirt, and putting it on, as well as his other clothes. He gathered his cigarettes and lit one precociously.

Just as he was stepping out of the door, he took the cigarette from his lips, blew the smoke out, and spoke, almost in a whisper tone; "I trusted you."

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a/n: angstangstangst lulz. yeah. Hopefully this whole thing will be under 5 chapters. I dunno though. My boredom with long-term stories (writing them that is) exceeds me Dx Hope you like it :3