Title: Chasing After Wishes

Pairing: Gokudera/Haru (5986)

Genre: Angst, Hurt, Comfort, Romance, Humor

Rating: T

Summary: Almost every day, without fail, he'd watch her stride up to the fountain and throw a coin into the water. It was stupid, yet she'd leave looking completely pleased. Happy. He didn't understand her reason for doing it, it was a waste of money if you asked him.

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Chapter One: When I First Met You
Prologue
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It was a particularly bad day for him, he was just irritated. Everyone who came into the God forsaken shop he worked in just seemed to be the type of person he despised, and though it was rather obvious he didn't want to chat they'd stand at the counter and make idle conversation he was not interested in feeding off of. He'd bellowed at a child already, but that child just snorted and said something equally rude before striding off. Hayato Gokudera truly hated kids, maybe that one especially. He was looking forward to the end of the day, he'd go home and get some sleep. Hopefully the landlord wouldn't come banging on his door demanding the rent he owed, he didn't have it all yet, and a fight would surely brew because of that.

"You look ready to go home, maybe I should let you off early?" The old woman who owned the small cafe-like shop in the large mall pipped in, looking over at the nineteen year old with a sparkle in her bright hazel eyes. She was an old lady, very old, wrinkles adorned every inch of her skin, she was a short thing. She looked weak and gentle, but Gokudera knew better than to think that. Some might see her as a friendly old lady, he saw her as an evil, old, imp.

The option of going home early sounded grand, and his face sort of lit up, brows raising. "But I'm not, get back to work Hayate!" The pleasant look on his face fell sour, and he glowered after the short old woman as she cackled something evil and stalked off toward the back to, most likely, take a nap. She hardly ever worked, and when she did it was always to tell him to be nicer to the costumers. He didn't see the point in being nicer, no matter how mean he was the majority of the sort of people who came to the shop always came back. Middle school girls and high school girls, annoying. Especially annoying when it happened to be a girl who used to go to school with him, he'd be forced to listen to her go on and on about things he could care less about.

"Old bat, go to hell!" Gokudera's voice was a low grumbled, but even if he was to speak louder he was almost certain Michiro Yamasaki, the old woman, wouldn't be able to hear him. She was senile in his opinion, didn't even get his name right! It was always Hayate or Hayari. He wasn't even certain the latter was a Japanese name, but he didn't dare ask, she'd just talk his ears off.

"Hahi, you shouldn't call nice old women bats!" It was none of her business, yet she exclaimed it so sincerely.

For a second, Gokudera was caught off guard, turning to stare down at the glaring brunette in slight surprise before his facial expression matched hers. He didn't recall seeing this girl before, but maybe he had? He didn't take note in remembering the faces of girls, not unless he had ulterior motives in mind. But that wasn't important, he was more focused on the fact she was glaring at him like he'd just kicked a baby. And nice? His boss was as far from nice as mean was! "Stupid woman, I'll call anyone whatever the hell I feel like calling them!" He growled, eyes narrowed in annoyance. "Now get lost!"

It was almost amusing how shocked the girl looked, and maybe he would have smirked smugly if she would have stayed quiet, but she didn't. "Who are you calling stupid? Haru's not stupid, Haru makes amazing grades! Haru wants this, so she won't get lost!" She said, her voice annoyingly loud, an angry sort of determination set on her face as she pointed at a flyer, a slice of strawberry short cake on the front of it. His thoughts started to trail off to someone, but the obvious muttering insults she was spitting out distracted him.

Gokudera gave the brunette a foul look, which she returned, and stomped off down the counter toward where the strawberry shortcakes were held and cut off a slice, it was messy but he wasn't in a good mood, and he could care less if her slice looked like crap. In a perfect world, he'd be able to smash the whole damn cake into her face and get away with it. But the world wasn't perfect, and he didn't need to get fired, so he settled with handling the now packaged slice of cake in a rough manner before thrusting it toward the girl.

The girl turned on her heel, but Gokudera reached over and grabbed the hood of her sweater-jacket. "You forgot to pay, stupid woman!" He announced, snatching the appropriate amount she gave him. He ignored her haste apology, rolling his eyes. He was in a worse mood than before, that girl was... Very irritating, or maybe he just wasn't use to people, especially girls, bucking up to him. He was used to squealing, he was used to cowering when he was angry, rarely did someone shout back at him.

Hayato Gokudera watched the girl kind of skip-walk over toward a fountain in the mall, he watched her pull out a coin and squeeze it tightly. She just stood there a while, and then she tossed the coin in the water and hurried off with a bright smile on her face.

That was stupid. What was she, five?

Gokudera decided he didn't like her the first minute he met her, even if it wasn't really an official meeting.

He didn't like her.

Author Notes: Sorry for any grammar mistakes, I'm not perfect.
I'm hoping this story isn't rubbish, I know I'm not the best writer out their but
eh. Gosh, it looks longer in WordPad! I hope you guys like it!

I have more chapters ready, but I'm not going to post 'em all at once. I'll post the
next chapter in a day or two!