Just a little thing I wrote while trying to find inspiration for Five Days~
Gokudera hated many things.
He hated getting up early in the mornings, because he was always cranky from staying up too late. But he still did for the sake of the Tenth.
He hated smoking because it slowed him down, making him wheeze like an old man after running. He hated that he could not stop spending whatever money he had on it.
He hated Hibari for being stronger than him and for disrespecting the Tenth. He hated how Tsuna still confided in him instead. Not to mention that he was creepy as hell with his whole "biting to death" kink.
He hated Lambo for being loud and obnoxious. And for getting his butt into trouble that he could not handle himself, so that Gokudera had to go save him. Which, of course, he did for the sake of stilling the Tenth's worries.
He hated his sister for poisoning him to the point that he could no longer look at her. He hated her for still caring about him. It would have been easier if she had not, because then he could have pretended that he did not either.
He hated Shamal for being a perverted bastard. He hated him for always saying that he would not help and then still doing it anyway. He hated the way Shamal would give him advice in a really roundabout way instead of saying it outright and how he was so reliable at times he least expected him to be.
But most of all he hated Yamamoto Takeshi.
He hated how he could be so strong and still not take things seriously. He hated how he had been so ignorant despite the things they had suffered through. How he had the nerve to just laugh his worries away. Life was not that simple.
He hated how he had a future away from it all and still chose to remain with them. Why did that have to be the one thing he took seriously?
He hated how frustrated he made him. How one of those smiles would draw his attention and leave him fumbling for more than some half-assed insults. And how any sneer at him would gain him another one.
He hated how strong he was, knowing that Yamamoto was at his back, fighting alongside him. And he hated how weak he made him feel. How he felt the need to be there in return, to protect.
He hated how he made him put his trust in others. He hated how he made him feel like it was alright to relax, to not always be the one taking all responsibility and to make mistakes.
He hated how he made him think that being himself was enough.
He hated how he made him feel like he deserved to be loved.
Gokudera hated many things and most of all Yamamoto Takeshi.
Or at least that was what he told himself.