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Why is there so little Basil out there? And don't ask me why I got stuck with 8084 (YamaBasil). I guess I just like this pairing, because it's like two warm energies creating a big ball of fluff. Still, I like to keep things reastic. Wooh wooh!

Wow, I've had this fanfic in mind for some days, and now I've written down all three chapters. All that is left to do is to edit. But I have to warn you that English, Old modern english, Italian nor Japanese are my native tounge, so I will probably fail at it. I write this on my phone, then I send it to my computer and do a light editing. I am sorry if something is not correct or weird, and do feel free to tell me what's wrong, and I will do my best to edit!

But this story happens at an unknown time, somewhere after the future arc. I try to put down as little spoilers as possible, and in my PoV, there is not even one single spoiler to the plot. As little is revealed of the CEDEF in the canon, I actually spun a bit of my own theory that will be shown in the end of second chapter.

Also, this is marked a bit as completed? - note the big bold question mark! If it's requested for, or I get some extra free time, I might add some chapters to this. I will talk more about this at the end of the third chapter, so if you would want to see more of them in THIS fanfic, or just want to see more of them in fanfics overall, do leave a review! Reviews are like cookies for me, and cookies is what makes me keep'n writin'!

Ciaossu~

It was a quiet and still evening in nanimori town today. The winds that carried fragrances from the warm sun quietly flowed through the streets, and there were no clouds to hide the illuminating moon high above.

Yamamoto smiled as he pulled on some slackers, a simple t-shirt and a pair of worn out shoes to pull on. He opened the front door to step out, but before he left the house he froze, and then he peaked his head back into the doorway again.

"I'm going for a jog, old man!" A smile spread over his lips as he could hear an agreeing voice from the kitchen, and then he finally left to greet the chill night air outside.

It was very nice this evening and the cold air outside was very refreshing for him and his tired head. You see, the CEDEF decided to visit Tsuna today, and of course there had been a lot of heartfelt talking, Tsuna running and food eaten. Yamamoto couldn't help but smile as he thought of the memories he'd gained of this evening, but something interrupted his thoughts...

A curious smile spread over the baseball loving one's face as he could sense something he hadn't sensed for quite a long time - a flame. But it wasn't an intimidating presence, more like... Something very familiar. His thoughts immediately floated to Tsuna and that little kid with hat and suit. They probably would want him to check it out as the duty of being the rain guardian.

Smiling, he changed his route so he could run towards the strange presence instead. It was just some blocks away, and probably a bit into the park... If he hurried, he ought to get there in just five minutes or so! He was happy of his good condition and could keep up his steady pace until he temporarily left civilization to enter the park within. It was a little bit too dark too see properly and not bump into something in there, so he began walking instead.

"Hello?" He shouted out. He had to walk into a pass of trees, but he couldn't see the flame where it should be. It was just as strong as before, but maybe it had weakened as he got closer? It worried him slightly, so he hurried into the sheltered part of the parks.

There, hunched under a tree, he could appreciate the silhouette of a very familiar man. His brown eyes needed a moment to adjust to the dark, but when he could see who it was clearly his eyes softened into a smile. He observed Basilicum, often referred to as Basil, and another user of the tranquil rain flame. That would explain why he could sense it and that familiar feeling he'd gotten before.

"Hey, Basil! I thought you were at Tsuna's hous- eh?" As he approached the slender man, he noticed why he was hunched under the tree - or rather, sitting on the ground and resting his back against the trunk. He was relaxed, his facial expression soft with closed eyes and a slight open mouth. In his hand, his boomerang sword was sloppy placed over his palm, as if he'd held his weapon but then relaxed his hand when put on to the ground. Also, his other hand was placed over his abdomen but he was holding a transparent bottle with white pills within, probably the dying will pills. Smiling, Yamamoto could draw to the conclusion that Basil had been out here training for himself, but then falling asleep.

He couldn't help from chuckling softly; it was indeed quite familiar. Another time, Basil had fallen asleep just after eaten a huge meal of food, and really nothing was capable of waking him up. So he carefully took the bottle of strange pills into his pocket, carefully picked up the strange weapon with his left hand to at last hunch down and slide his right arm under Basil's pair of slender legs and with his left arm supporting Basil's back he lifted up the Italian man bridal style. He was quite light, and judging by the never changing expression he thought that Basil didn't notice she shift of support. Yamamoto couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

"There ye go! S'ppose you can sleep at my house tonight, I'll notice Tsuna tomorrow!" Yamamoto spoke out, and surprisingly Basil replied with a hum, making Yamamoto laugh as he steered his feet back home.

His head was roaring in ache as he rolled around and called out for his 5 senses. He, Basil, had apparently somehow ended up on a soft cushion... It was soft and warm, so he contently snuggled closer to the duvet and let his head rest on the soft pillow. His taste couldn't reveal much of the situation, neither could he see with closed eyes. But he could find some source of light behind his eyelids.

But the smelling sense gave him the most information at that moment. He clearly knew he was at unknown mark, because he couldn't remember any scent like this. It wasn't Tsunas house, nor outside... Hadn't he just been outside..? And it had been evening, and there was light out there! Nothing seemed to be in place!

Alerted he gave up his warm duvet to sit up. His neck stung from the sudden outburst of adrenaline that quickened his movements, and the first thing he did was to search for his weapon and pills, but all his hands could grasp was his clothes, the duvets and the warm mattress - which was oddly enough placed on a floor. His eyes adjusted to the light, and with his heart pounding in his still sleepy ears he concentrated on seeing his surroundings.

He was in a room, someone's personal room. He could confirm that he was placed on the floor with a big mattress along with a duvet and pillow, but he could spot a bed in the right corner with all equipments in it. Next to the bed was a desk that was filled to the brim with all kinds of random objects, books and papers. There was also a shelf and dresser to his left, but the clothes had been tossed all around the room anyways.

Though, the most noticed things would be the baseball posters on all 4 walls, and a corner stuffed with practice tools and uniforms for the sport baseball and kendo. The big window over the desk illuminated the room into bright colors, and Basil looked around for a good while, sucking in his surroundings.

It was definitively someone's personal room. Probably someone in the same age that also liked sports like Kendo, definitively baseball - and that did sound quite familiar. Even so, being abducted to a place with no weapons made him nervous... Maybe master was right about aliens? Master had told him many, many stories of such things. But before he could consider things more in detail, a presence in the doorway woke him up.

"Basil! Rise and shine, sleepy!" There was a familiar laugh, and Basilicums eyes quickly found it's way to the doorway. There was the culprit of his inconvenience in high person, a friendly grin on his face as he rested his side onto the doorway. Well, it certainly connected all dots to the mysteries and Basil, who grew embarrassed in this kind of situation, swiped his stray fringe off his eyesight.

"A-ah! Good morning, Yamamoto-dono! Art this thy room..?" Basil tried to offer his best smile and tame his hair, noticing first now how messy he must look. Yamamotos laugh both made him relax and get nervous at the same time and Basil averted his eyes slightly to hide his thoughts.

"More like good day!~ You've been knocked out since yesterday! But I've contacted Tsuna and all, so there is nothing to worry for." Grinning, Yamamoto moved to sit on his own bed in front of him. Basil was still slightly confused, but before he could voice his thoughts, a hand was placed on his head.

He did not know why his cheeks heated, or the very reassuring feeling he got from Yamamotos touch and smile. But it made him so happy, so relaxed... For that moment, he forgot all about mafia and CEDEF, but he would soon get knocked back to it.

".. T-thank you very much, Yamamoto-dono! I apologize for all inconvenience thy I have caused.. But may I ask thy, why I art in Yamamoto-dono's house and not in Tsunayoshi-dono's house, with master and my group..?" Basil's blue orbs looked straight into brown eyes. Yamamoto smiled and ruffled Basils hair with a grin.

"You fainted in the park, so I couldn't leave you there! Friends helps each others, right?" Yamamoto retreated his hand with a grin, and Basils cheeks heated once more before he happily smiled. The guardian of rain had been too nice to him and it made his insides feel warm and happy.

"O-oh, thank you, Yamamoto-dono..!"

"Hehehe, no problem. But hey... It's.. You really shouldn't train yourself into a bad shape! I don't know why you choose to train at night, but if you need help to practice or a sparring partner, I think I can be of help! You fought Squalo the first time we met, right? He used a sword and you fought pretty well, so I think I can help there!~" Yamamoto laughed, but Basil could sense something behind it. Either he was genuinely worried, or he had been asked for this by the tenth successor of the Vongola or his master, Iemitsu. Either way, he got happy by the offer.

"Y-yes, I fought with Superbi Squalo-sama the day I first met you.. A-and it would be great to have help, but I don't want to cause thy any inconvenience for thou.. Oh! Why I trained at night is because master told me that 'the one who trains outside as the moon watches thy, gives one special powers!'" Basil's expression brightened up as he was so amazed of it, believing in it all. Yamamoto nodded with an interested laugh, as if he was both interested but didn't put much weight to it.

"Ahahaha, really? We should tell Tsuna and that little guy about that too! Oh, old man is out at the moment, but he prepared you some breakfast. You can come down when you're hungry and eat as much as you like." Yamamoto smiled as he stood up, and laughed as Basil's stomach growled. As Basil was blushing slightly, Yamamoto reached down for his hand and helped him up with a smile.

"T-thank thy very much, Yamamoto-dono! I shall just wash my face first, I will be downstairs in a minute" Basil didn't know why he had to wash his face, but he just had to get around for a moment, and his face did feel dirty. Though, Yamamoto didn't seem to care nor notice. Just as Basil was about to leave to search for the bathroom, Yamamotos voice stopped him.

"Okay~ I have some baseball practice, so i gotta go kinda soon! Do you want to come with me?" As Basil turned around, Yamamoto was still smiling his friendly smile.

"B-baseball pratica..?" He was unsure if he pronounced it right, so he took a guess in his native language as it did sound quite familiar.

"Yep! You can probably get to try some, too! My teammates are really relaxed, so it shouldn't be a problem to join for a day!" Yamamoto smiled happily and dashed Basils back, happy to hear a tint of interest of baseball from someone that wasn't doing baseball already. Basil smiled happily back, brushing his hair back behind his right ear.

"S-sure!.. T-thank you, Yamamoto-dono! I gladly look forward for it! ah, I'll hurry..!" Basil couldn't think of something else than how he reacted to this was so strange! His heart was beating, his face was heating and he was smiling like an idiot. Yamamoto was also smiling, but it a calm manner somehow. Basil figured that if he could see his own reflection, he'd look stupid and blush even more because Yamamoto got to see that face!

"Right! I'll wait downstairs, no hurry~" Yamamoto just grinned and Basil nodded once before he dashed out to the hall outside. He could see a door open and a bathroom and WC behind, so he steered his steps in there and closed the door after. At last seeing a reflection of himself, he observed what he looked like. He wasn't a man to look in his reflection too often, but his master had told him that to be able to read your own face, you can learn a great deal.

Well... His face was red, his cheeks flushed. His eyes were more open than usual, and there it was - that stupid smile. He thought of it, and then he thought of Yamamoto's smile, and somehow his maniacal grin broadened. Shaking his head, he tried to comb down his hair with his fingers, before he went to the sink to hold up the hair with one hand, and wash his face clean with his free hand.

The cold water was refreshing, so he battered the heat away once or twice with ice cold water. In the end, he felt a lot more calmer and collected than before. With a smile he then left the bathroom and down the stairs. He could already feel the smell of sushi, and he wasn't really surprised as he could see a plate of fresh sushi behind a counter. Well, he wasn't too fond of sushi and certainly not for breakfast, but it wasn't really breakfast now. Yamamoto was right it about it being too late to see things as morning, so he happily walked behind the counter to take the plate. There were two of those stick things there, but they had been considerating enough to place a fork along with it. Smiling, he looked around the shop. No one was here at the moment, so he guessed that Yamamoto was getting changed to his wear. So he took the food, and sat down in one of the tables and ate it. And even if he didn't have a great taste for sushi, he had to admit that this plate was really incredible..!

Just as he'd finished eating (and he'd even eaten all of it..!) he heard someone descending the stairs. Looking up, he saw Yamamoto being there. He wore his baseball wear and a bat over his shoulder. In fact, he looked so comfortable with that wear that he could even walk in a city without someone seeing it odd. He barely noticed that Yamamoto were grinning at him, and a new blush appeared in his face as Basil clumsily stood up, almost knocking the chair back.

"Hehe, are you done?" Yamomoto smiled as he put down the baseball bat, and walked up to Basil to take the dishes, and then he disappeared into the kitchen with the agility of a fish in known waters. Basil smiled and hummed slightly as he stood up, and picked up the baseball bat for him. Well, holding something did create the illusion that he was helping.

"A-ah, si! T-thank thy, Yamomoto-dono..! If there is anything I can help you with-"

"Hahaha~! No worry, you're my guest! But we have to kinda hurry now, or we'll get late!" Yamamoto was already back from cleaning the dishes, and he hurried out to grab Basil's arm and lead him out.