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Katekyo Hitman Reborn
A Hibari Kyouya x Yamamoto Takeshi fan fiction
Title: Is it too late?
Genre: Romance, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Drama.
Rating: T or T+.
Warning(s): Semi-AU (Basically, no Mafia), Angst, Shounen-ai, Definitely OOCness because I'm not very far in the Manga at all, and more probably, I just can't think of them.
Summary: Yamamoto has always loved Hibari, but kept it a secret for fear of getting hurt and hated. But when Hibari accidentally finds out, the angst begins.
Extra: Inspired by decolorize 's KHR fan fiction on LJ, 'Nightingale'. Which was the most amazing KHR fan fiction I've ever read. :3 Go read it now! :D
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Hibari Kyouya was amazing, and Yamamoto couldn't say enough about him. He was so strong, so fast, the way he swings around those tonfas with much skill, striking his opponent perfectly until they're down. He was breathtakingly beautiful, those sapphire eyes, his intense and sharp gaze. It was captivating, alluring, and at times, Yamamoto found himself unable to look away. He found it cute, so adorable how much Hibari protected Namimori. How much he tried, and succeeded, in doing so. Hibari was a mysterious human being, and sometimes, Yamamoto would get distracted and think of him, trying to understand. If only he talked a little more, it would be easier to figure out what he was thinking. Maybe then Yamamoto wouldn't feel so perplexed about him. But he had a certain charm to him that Yamamoto was sure only he could see.
Because all anybody saw in him was a frightening, ill-tempered teenager who was dangerous. Although Yamamoto wasn't sure if he wasn't respected by others, and just feared, or both. The only thing is, what did Hibari think of all this? Did he not care? Was he just content with everything the way it was? Probably. But Yamamoto still couldn't help but wonder.
First, it was admiration for him, but then it turned into something more. And Yamamoto wasn't sure when, but he did know one thing's for sure.
Yamamoto Takeshi was in love, deeply in love with Hibari Kyouya.
He had to keep it to himself, he just had to. And although it may sound mean, he didn't trust anyone if he were to tell them. It was logical though, wasn't it? If he was to tell, those people may not accept him, or find it disgusting. Hibari might accidentally find out. Or worse—Hibari might hate him, shun him away and he would be so hurt, so broken that he wouldn't know what to do anymore. Yes, his love is that strong. But even if that wasn't the case, and if it were to never happen, Yamamoto didn't care. It's a secret that no one can know, no matter how much it hurts, how much it hurts to keep it all inside.
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He sighed while on his way home. Today, Hibari had noticed Yamamoto staring at him, and he glared back with hatred. It doesn't really seem like much, but, although Yamamoto found Hibari's glares cute, it doesn't feel the same when they're directed at him. Even though it has happened a couple of times, not much though. Yamamoto didn't want to seem suspicious. He didn't want Hibari thinking anything of him as to why he kept staring, why he winced when Hibari glared back, and why he looked disappointed when turning away from Hibari. So it's best to keep staring at a minimum. But he still couldn't help it, Hibari was just so beautiful.
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"I'm home." Yamamoto said while walking through the door to his home, and set down his bag.
"Welcome back." his father responded, "How was school?"
"Ah, it was okay." He still couldn't forget about Hibari's hateful glare.
"Just okay?" his father asked, and Yamamoto just nodded, "Oh, well alright then." And Yamamoto was glad his father didn't question any further, because he wasn't up for talking about it.
He walked into his room and lay down on his bed, "Wait, what day is it today?" He mumbled to himself. Yamamoto always seemed to forget these sorts of things, and would get confused with the days all the time.
So he got up and took a look at his calendar. "Oh," he said, surprised, "Next week is Hibari's birthday. May 5th." then he murmured, "I should get him something. But I wonder what it should be…" And for a moment he thought about asking Tsuna, but immediately decided against it, thinking it wouldn't be original and as special and important as it would if Yamamoto were to pick it himself.
He went back and lied down on his bed and thought long and hard on what present he should give Hibari on his birthday. Yamamoto eventually fell asleep thinking, completely forgetting all about his homework for school.
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"Yamamoto, wake up! It's almost time for school!" His father shouted while opening his son's door, "Why didn't you set your alarm?"
"Huh?" Yamamoto mumbled, still half asleep. "Oh, my alarm? I think I forgot to set it…"
"Well alright then. But it's almost time for school, so get up and get ready to go." His father said.
"'kay." Yamamoto responded, and got up to get ready. His father had already left, and he looked at his clock to see how much time he has until school starts, "What?!" He yelled, "Fifteen minutes?" Then he sighed, "Oh well. I better hurry, though."
After he got all ready to go, and was walking out the door, he remembered something, "Ah, geez! I forgot to do my homework! Maybe I should ask Gokudera for a copy…"
He then heard his father shout from somewhere in the house, "That's what you get for falling asleep early!"
"Huh?" Yamamoto thought for a second then remembered what happened yesterday and laughed awkwardly, "Yeah, I guess…" And he walked to school reluctantly and slowly.
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He was staring at his feet while he walked, but still able to see a bit ahead of him. The only problem was that he wasn't paying attention to anyone around him, but only paid attention to things and the direction he was going. Yes, Yamamoto is still walking very slowly to school.
He just now walked past the school gate, "Yamamoto Takeshi, you're late." And he froze. His head was still facing his feet, and only when he heard footsteps coming towards him did he look up.
Laughing awkwardly and scratching the back of his head, he said, "Ahaha. I didn't see you there, Hibari."
Hibari's eyes narrowed and he got straight to the point, "What were you doing that made you twenty-five minutes late, Yamamoto Takeshi?"
"Uh, I got lost?"
Hibari took out his tonfas, "Wrong answer." And hit him across the face. Yamamoto nearly fell down. He stayed still with his head facing down and to the side, and eyes half way closed. "Herbivore."
Yamamoto then closed his eyes. That's right, he thought, I'm just the same as everyone else is to him. I'm no one special. Not at all… And he lifted his head up slightly and smiled sadly, which somewhat surprised Hibari, but the expression was quickly gone and replaced by a glaring face.
"Get to class or I'll bite you to death." Hibari threatened, and Yamamoto started walking without saying a word. Hibari just stared at his back, with a somewhat serious expression on his face. Not really worried, more like confused, but only kind of, about Yamamoto's behavior. But he still slightly wondered what had happened and what was wrong with him.
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End Chapter 1.
-Uh, yeah. Next chapter will probably be really bad. D:
So uh, what do you think, ANYONE? I hope it's ok. :3 Haha.
I actually finished this chapter a long time ago. Just now felt like posting it on FF. And I finished the second chapter, what, um, on the twelve this month? Something like that.
So long, or something. I guess. 'Kay, BYE. :D