Disclaimer: I don't own anything. xP
A/N:This is inspired by the song 'She will be loved' by Maroon 5 and 'Hallelujah' I forgot who's the singer though. Dx
"You know, Haru, you really shouldn't be on bars like this. It's dangerous y'know."
A young man in his early twenties reminded his female friend, apparently called Haru.
"I… hic! don' care! I… can d…do w…whateva hic! I wanna hic! Yamamoto-san!"
Haru took another swing at her bottle of brandy as she glared at him, or at least she tried to, she kept seeing doubles.
Yamamoto sighed forcefully took the half empty bottle in her hands and then he carried the drunk Haru in his shoulders, walking away from the bar. Haru fussed over, kicking and screaming obscenities at her friend.
"Lemme go! hic! Lemme go! hic! You bastard! Hic! Let Haru hic! Go! Lemme go you son of a bitch!"
Yamamoto just ignored her ranting and just continued walking. After a few more minutes Haru calmed down. Noticing this, Yamamoto slightly smiled but was quickly replaced with a grim expression. He knew why Haru was like this, heck! Everyone knew! But most of them are not emotionally alright at this moment. He's also not okay but someone has to do it. He wasn't the rain guardian for nothing after all. Rain Guardian…. Huh. It somehow gave a bitter taste at end of his tongue. It's been almost ten years since then, if he remembers correctly. He's been in the mafia for ten years now, and the man he supposedly serves is no longer. Tsuna died about three weeks ago. It still feels bitter.
-.-.-.-
He took Haru in his childhood home, the TakeSushi. He swallowed the lump forming in his throat and then entered the house. It's dark, he mused, and dusty. He then climbed up the stairs and he gently put Haru in his childhood bed, who by now sleeping soundly but with tear tracks in her face. He silently slumped down next to Haru and gently wiped the tears in her cheeks. He looked over from his old racks and saw a few pictures ten years before and then looked over at the sleeping brunette. He wished things would've been different.
A/N: I wanted to try writing some 8086 but it turned out like this. TT) I noticed that most, if not all, of my stories are about romance and mostly (in KHR fandom, anyway) about 2786 or 1886. So I tried something different, and it turned out fine, if I say so myself. Peace out people!