Right now, Gokudera, if the Tenth were to disappear, your sense of honor would crumble and you'd turn lifeless like a corpse.
He felt his shoulders sag, the sad thing was it was true. His felt thoughts wandered to their time in the future.
Nothing could perpare him for the pain he felt when he discovered that the Tenth in the future was dead.
He fail as a right hand man.
He failed as the Storm Guardian.
And most of all, he failed, as a friend.
He felt his heart falter and beat with a fast pace, it scared him. A future without the Tenth, he couldn't even imagine it. No matter how much he wished, he knew that even if the Tenth died. The world will still move.
Where would the Storm go? There was no Sky to calm him down or let him , he knew if the Sky fell, the Earth would still move.
He felt a warm hand rest on his shoulder, he turned to see the Tenth looking at him with worry.
"Are you okay Gokudera-kun?" he asdked.
He smiled in assurence. Getting up he followed the Tenth as he talked about the Baseball idiot. No, he wouldn't fail this time. He would protect the Tenth.
He would protect that smile.
A/N: Wrote this after rereading the Shimon arc. The quote was from Shittopi-chan when they were talking about what their pride was. It inspired me to make this small one-shot about Gokudera's view on the subject. R&R.