Disclaimer: I don't own KHR, coz if I did, a lot of people would probably sue me because of what I'm going to do.-evil grin-
Author's Notes: Fic is somehow adapted from a doujin though I can't remember the title. I changed it into Yama's point of view for the first time.
Italicized words: Thoughts of Yama.
Suicide is such a Luxurious Thing.
The damp feeling of the breeze touching my face, and the sound of my heart beat are the only things that are present. It's really cold at night, especially at high places.
Ah… Once again I'm here. Tsuna would be really mad. But then again, I like him to be mad at me. Because it's a proof that he is still alive.
Silence.
I can hear footsteps. Who's? Well, I don't care anymore who it is.
"Is your hobby jumping off roofs, Yamamoto?"
So it's Reborn, huh. I looked at him and chuckled slightly.
"Tsuna's dead. I have no reason to live."
I looked in front. It's a fine yet sad sight.
Nothingness.
Hey Tsuna. Can you save me again? I miss you so much I could die. Your smile. Your kindness. Everything.
A smell of cigarette. Smoking is bad for the health, Reborn.
"Geez. One after another. That guy really influence you all to do some things even after his death."
You all? You're part of it too, Reborn. You started smoking after Tsuna's death.
I turned my head towards Reborn.
"How about you, Reborn? Are you going to look for a new heir?"
"Probably. You?
I looked again at front and closed my eyes.
Tsuna. Wait for me.
"The most important thing to me is gone." I glanced at Reborn. "I have no intention of living."
Tsk. I wasted enough time already. Well, who minds time when you're gonna die?
"Goodbye, Reborn."
I took a deep breath for the last time. I closed my eyes and spread my arms wide, and jumped.
I love you, Tsuna.
"Really. Suicide is such a luxurious thing for you to do, Yamamoto." Reborn muttered.
He threw his cigarette to the spot where Yamamoto jumped.
"Arrivederci, Yamamoto Takeshi."
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