Sky High

Chapter 1

Honestly, the first time that I ever had the true grasp of this thing called 'love' was when I was 22 years old. Of course this love crap I'm talking about is the romantic kind, the one that I've never really dreamt of having. Actually, who was I kidding, who hasn't dreamt of being in love? But sadly that very moment when I realized that I was in love with someone, it was followed by another realization: That he would never, as in, NEVER, love me back. I'd give you my Ferrari if you can even as much as prove that he'd spare me even just a glance given every opportunity for the years we have known each other, but he won't. Cliché…unfortunately fucking cliché that I'm just another case of those people with one sided love. Here I was again highlighting that I'm the pitiful person. There's just this one flaw with my above statement; I forgot to say that I did try to get him for myself. I, Hayato Gokudera, right hand man to the Vongola Decimo did try, maybe even just a little too hard to make Kyouya Hibari mine. He just didn't really want me in return. Oh, and did I mention he was my boss and best friend's ex-boyfriend? Yes, I'm a messed up fuck.

Gokudera smiled as he leaned on the metal railing of the hotel's terrace. It reminded him of his father's house, and the only good thing about that mansion, its perfect view of the sea. He loved looking at the sea alone and questioning it about things in his life that he himself could not answer. He stared at the setting sun with a blank face; he didn't know why he wasn't awed with the sight of the sun being engulfed into the horizon by the deep blue sea. He always loved sun sets, but now maybe he just changed. Change, what a beautifully sour word he thought. He took one long drag out of his cigarette and exhaled. He closed his eyes and felt the cold breeze linger on his skin, he shivered and walked back inside tossing his addiction into the air, there were things he had to do later tonight…

"Hnnaaah!" Gokudera screamed as a sudden shock of electric current flowed through his body. He was in such an unbelievably huge amount of pain that he couldn't say anymore after. There was no place that didn't felt sore, burnt and painful. His dark vision was slowly turning a blur; there were blinding white lights and moving objects around. Tears of pain slowly escaped his eyes, but no more words were heard from him, his whole attention was focused on breathing in and out the pain. He closed his eyes and opened them again, this time he saw a couple of heads looking down at him. They didn't talk to him; instead they were mumbling louder, their voices also felt like lightning passing through his ears. He tried to focus on looking at someone, something to have a clue of where he was and why was he there, but he couldn't recognize anyone nor could he remember why he was there. The pain was still suddenly numbing, he closed his eyes and succumbed back to darkness.

"Tsuna, it's been seven days and we still don't know where Hayato is." Yamamoto said his voice was filled with worry and sadness. Tsuna looked lifelessly at Yamamoto and then to each and every guardian inside his office. Mukuro, oddly was not commenting, Ryohei had the look of disbelief and sadness, Yamamoto was downright worried, Lambo was looking down and was silently fiddling with his phone but it was evident that he was worried, the last one was Hibari, he was frowning but he didn't look like even cared about what was being talked about. Tsuna sighed, he did do everything in his power to find his right hand man, but Gokudera was nowhere to be found. The worst part was they were also sure that the storm guardian left on his own accord because his personal belongings are gone, and some even saw him left the mansion a week ago. The problem was he didn't say where he was off to and when he was planning on coming back, if he would ever come back. Tsuna wasn't even thinking about that possibility, it would never happen. He hoped it would never happen. "Does any of you even have a clue as to why he would even want to go away?" Tsuna asked, his voice was strained and sad. Yamamoto surprisingly raised his hand; he stood up with a sudden blank expression in his face and said. "Hibari."

"Ushishishishishi…." Bel snickered as he threw another knife at Fran's direction. Fran who was squatting down in front of the rose bushes faced Belphegor and glared."Sempai, I think you're forgetting that it is you who wanted to pick flowers. Please do stop hurting me." He had another knife thrown his way again. "Princes don't pick flowers for their princesses. Now pick a bouquet of roses for my princess, you peasant frog." Fran rolled his eyes and faced back to the bushes. "Master said your princess already has a prince, fake prince."

A/N: I hope I don't confuse you XD there are different time lines for every paragraph here. Reviews would be loved :D thank you!