Title: Unexpected Relaxation
Rating: K
Genre: Comfort/Friendship
Pairing: YamaHaru
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn *tears* wish I did though~T-T
I just recently got into 8086 and I couldn't help but start writing a short story. Then I decided that I wanted to do more than one "so why not make it short story drabbles?" and that is why this is not just a one shot (don't know if I am even making sense anymore…_-_) Don't you just hate it when ideas pop into your head while you should be working on something else? Though technically, it's not my fault this time around since the computer I am currently on won't let me open any of my other fics since they are "apparently" of higher format and you have to download a newer version to read them. I doubt the Library would like it if I screwed around with their computers.
Unexpected Relaxation
The sun was low in the sky over the tall school building of Namimori High School. The only students left at the school were slowly leaving as club practices were ending for the day. Only one student would stay everyday longer than the rest, and that was Yamamoto Takeshi. Yamamoto would always stay after school when the sun went down completely (much to Hibari Kyoya's annoyance, the head Prefect of the school), practicing his swings with the baseball bat or throwing a fast ball at an imaginary batter.
Today, Tsuna and Kyoko had decided to watch Yamamoto practice. Yamamoto was surprised to see the two at the school and he had even asked why they were at the school so late. They had simply replied that there was something they "had to do" there; and both of them seemed to blush at the same time. Yamamoto only gave them a curious look for a second before brushing it off and smiling at the two happy that they wanted to watch him practice. In fact, Yamamoto had even encouraged them to join him, but the two hastily replied "no" knowing full well that Yamamoto's throws could literally kill them. So they just watched as Yamamoto hit one ball after another.
Boom
The three of them jumped as they all heard a loud explosion sounding from the school gate. Turning to look they could see Lambo running towards them. Tears were falling freely from his eyes as he cried in terror, "Tsuna!"
Lambo jumped on Tsuna, startling the spiky browned haired boy, "Lambo! What's wrong?"
"S-Stupidera is being stupid!" Lambo cried wiping his dripping mucus on Tsuna's arm.
"Gokudera?" Tsuna questioned, looking around for the silver haired boy.
"Judaime, step away from the ugly cow."
Gokudera approached them from the gate, dynamite expertly placed in between his fingers. He was currently lifting one up to his mouth to light by the cigarette burning there, "That cow is as good as dead."
"Uh..." Tsuna sweated, seeing the dangerous glint in Gokudera's eyes, "What did Lambo do?"
"I'm sorry Boss, but I can't tell you it would ruin the reputation of the Vongola, if anyone was to find out." Gokudera replied solemnly, a look of depression entering his facial expression, "That's why the cow must die!"
"W-wait, Gokudera!" Tsuna yelped, backing away from the storm guardian as he advanced once again towards Tsuna and Lambo.
"Maa, maa~ Can't we resolve this peacefully?"
"Yamamoto!" Tsuna breathed in relief as the short black haired boy stepped in between him and the advancing Gokudera.
"Baseball nut out of the way or I'll take you down with the cow." Gokudera threatened, emitting a low growl from his throat.
If it wasn't for all the times Gokudera had already threatened Yamamoto he might have flinched at the bomber's words. Instead he approached Gokudera and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, "Come on Gokudera, you need to calm down. There's really nothing to get angry about so just drop it, 'kay?"
"Get your arm off me, baseball freak!" Gokudera threw Yamamoto's arm off him and faced the man with an angry scowl, "Where do you get off telling me what to do?"
"Maa, Maa, Gokudera. Calm down," Yamamoto said placing his hands in front of him in a defensive position. All the while, Yamamoto winked at Tsuna-who was holding the terrified Lambo- and Tsuna gave him a smile of gratitude before grabbing Kyoko's hand and running away from the scene. Yamamoto smiled a little before turning his attention back to the smoking bomber, "Gokudera, you really you need to calm down…"
Yamamoto watched as the sun set from the top of the river bed. After Tsuna and Kyoko had fled, Yamamoto had tried to get the fuming Gokudera to calm down. Unfortunately the bomber had decided that is was better to deal with anger by attacking Yamamoto with his dynamite. Yamamoto could easily dodge the flying bombs (all those years of being at Gokudera's wrath paid off), but the dynamite blew big holes in the baseball field. Yamamoto was about to suggest to Gokudera that he thought it wasn't such a good idea that Gokudera was blowing everything up when Hibari showed up. Yamamoto was just not having any luck today and had decided it would be better to retreat, since the Prefect had his eyes on destroying whoever was harming his precious school. So when Gokudera became the target of Hibari's wrath, Yamamoto had snuck away grabbing his stuff and rushed away from the school; his practice being cut short.
That's how Yamamoto found himself on the river bank watching the sun set. He never really watched the sun set these days because of practice, so it was rare when he did so. He liked the pretty oranges, reds, violets, and blues that seemed to blend together as the sun left the sky for the day.
It's nice just relaxing and watching the sun set, he thought as he let out a sigh and lied on his back. Recently he seemed to be so swamped with everything in his life, that at times it life felt overwhelming. The nationals were coming up and he had to practice extra hard to keep his skills in top form. On the other hand, Yamamoto was getting more and more requests for missions for the Vongola family. It seemed that he was fighting mafia more than going to school at all these days. Even now he carried his sword with him. Always keeping it close just in case he was attacked, I need a break.
It was quiet on the bank. Yamamoto could here the soft splashes of the river below and he heard the chirping of bugs emerging from sleep. It felt so peaceful that Yamamoto was about to drift off, until he heard a faint sniffle. Snapping up into a sitting position Yamamoto whipped his head around this way and that, to try and find the source. Then he spotted it. Below him closer to the river was a girl walking along the edged of the bank.
That's Haru! Yamamoto thought with shock as he watched his brunette friend wipe her sleeve across her face. It unnerved him that the usual perky girl was crying silently to herself. He had never seen Haru this sad before and he couldn't help but feel a sharp pain pierce his chest at the sight of it, as well as anger at whoever made his friend sad.
He stood up and preceded towards her, calling her name to catch her attention, "Haru!"
It never occurred to Haru that someone was watching her, so when she looked up at him her face was full of shock, "Y-Yamamoto-kun?"
"Haru, is everything all right?" Of course something was wrong! Haru was crying for god's sake! "What's wrong?"
"A-Uh-N-Nothing's wrong!" Haru replied wiping at her teary eyes more furiously, "Haru just has something in her eyes that's all!"
"Haru…" Yamamoto whispered, halting the girl's hands to keep her from rubbing her cheeks anymore, "Haru, if there's something wrong you can tell me…"
"T-There's nothing wrong," she stared at the ground avoiding looking at him, "Haru just has a little dirt in her eyes, that's all. So Yamamoto-kun doesn't need to worry about Haru. Haru is perfectly fine!"
Yamamoto knew she was lying. Even though she was now smiling at him with her usual perkiness, he could tell that she was still upset. Yamamoto knew that Haru tried to be the brave one of the group; the one to show the family a smile in a dire situation. He knew that the family relied on her for her never ending smiles, and she seemed to know that too. That's why he could tell that she was trying so hard to keep that cracked smile on her face.
He could only give her a sad smile before he did what he thought was right. He released her hands and embraced her in a gentle hug. Haru let out a small "hahi" as Yamamoto rested his head on top of hers, and whispered to her, "Haru, its okay. You can cry if you want."
"H-Haru doesn't need to c-cry!" Haru muffled out from Yamamoto's chest, her tiny frame quivering from her restraint to keep the tears from flowing.
"Haru…" Yamamoto whispered in a tone that Haru couldn't describe.
All she knew was that the tears overwhelmed her and she cried freely into Yamamoto's chest. Sobs filled the silent air as Yamamoto silently brushed Haru's hair. When Haru finally couldn't cry anymore she released her grip on Yamamoto's shirt and looked up at him. He looked down at her with a small grin, "Better now?"
"Y-yes," Haru replied hoarsely her throat dry from all the crying, "T-Thank you Yamamoto-kun."
"No problem," he grinned at her, happy to know she was feeling a little better. Letting her go he offered her a hand and they climbed the bank to sit down beside Yamamoto's things.
They sat there in silence as questions nagged at Yamamoto, but he would be patient. If Haru didn't want to tell him what was wrong then he wouldn't pry… Even though he felt like he was going to explode from curiosity.
"Umm…" Haru murmured quietly, "Yamamoto-kun, can Haru ask you a question?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"H-Have you ever been in love before?" her face was a deep shade of red, and she couldn't meet his eyes as he looked at her with a quirked brow.
Yamamoto thought for a minute, scratching the back of his head, "Nope, never been in love before, unless you count baseball that is I love baseball does that count?"
"Maybe," Haru giggled, finally actually smiling at Yamamoto, "Love can be grand can't it?"
"What do you mean?"
"Haru means that love is a really happy feeling." Haru said gesturing her hands in an attempt to explain, "But it can also be sad too, right?"
"I guess…" Yamamoto thought, seeing where this conversation was going. Haru was always going on about becoming a mafia boss's wife, and didn't Yamamoto see said 'mafia boss' acting weirdly earlier on? "I see…This is about Tsuna isn't it?"
Haru's eyes widened, clarifying Yamamoto's thought. She looked down and nodded her head in response, "Yes…" her voice came out weak as she looked back up with a strained smile on her face, "I saw Tsuna confess to Kyoko-chan earlier today…He looked so happy when she accepted that Haru just let them be. Haru should be happy for her friend, but all Haru feels is sad…"
Yamamoto watched as tears silently rolled down Haru's face, the moon's illuminating light giving her face a beautiful radiance. Impulse took over him once again, as he reached out and ran his thumb under her eye, wiping away her tears. She was staring at him with her mouth open wide, as he declared, "You can be sad if you want to…You don't have to be happy all the time. If you want to be sad just cry it out…I'll be here whenever you need a shoulder to cry on."
He watched as Haru's shocked expression, broke out into a smile, "Thank you Yamamoto-kun." Haru then embraced him, surprising Yamamoto into a blush of his own.
"Y-You're welcome." He blushed, patting her awkwardly on the back. She pulled away from him and he reluctantly let go, liking the way her small frame had felt snuggled against his.
Face beaming with a smile, Haru stood bringing Yamamoto with her. She turned to him and gave his hand a firm squeeze before letting go, "Yamamoto-kun you're the best, you know that?"
"I wouldn't say the best." Yamamoto grinned feeling happier now that Haru was being her cheerful self once more.
"No, you are the best," Haru puffed, "Haru is really happy that she ran into you tonight. Haru didn't know if she could face Kyoko-chan and Tsuna tomorrow. Thanks to you though, Haru will have no problem what so ever. Haru is so grateful that she is going to make you a giant chocolate cake!" Haru declared, spreading her arms out to emphasize how huge the cake would be.
"Okay, I look forward to it." Yamamoto grinned, bending down and grabbing his stuff, "It's getting pretty late. How about I walk you home?"
"Sure!" Haru agreed excitedly, skipping ahead while chattering away about the cake she was going to make him.
Yamamoto followed close behind as he listened to her chat away. He was happy that Haru was cheery again. With a shock of realization, he noticed that he felt really relaxed now too. He hadn't been this relaxed in a while and he couldn't but think it might be the work of the perky brunette in front of him; chatting away ideas for the cake she was going to bake. Noticing this, Yamamoto couldn't help but smile at the girl; absorbing everything she said to him. Taking a deep breath, Yamamoto looked up at the illuminating moon above them;
Guess all I really need is a perky Haru to keep me relaxed.
Haine-of-Winter: Aha! It is finished. It's actually a little funny that the title is called A Little Love With Humor even though the first one shot I put on isn't under Humor. Okay, okay…Maybe there was a little humor at the beginning but that is all the rest was solely to the dedication of comfort/friendship. So these short drabbles like I said in the summary range from rating K-T. Just look at the quick description at the beginning of each chapter to see what rating they are. Also, this fanfic will probably update at irregular intervals so don't expect updates to happen often. XD Yeah so that's all I wanted to say. Please review and criticize so I can get an idea that what I am writing is okay or not.