Title: Gokuderas Smoking Problem

Pairing: 8059 aka YamaxGoku

Rating: T

Warnings: Random butt grabbing

A/N: Hiiee~ this is...... um... whatever u wanna call me. -_-' anyways....... i basically suck at writing in general, so please bear with me. this is also my first fic, so xXBitchNinjaXx is doing most of the work......... *sweatdrops* anyways, its about midnight, xXbitchNinjaXx is acting drunk and trying to hug Xanxus (even tho hes not here right now...) i just had a heart attack because her cat tried to claw me through the back of the chair I'm sitting in, we are both so tired we are acting drunk, and I'm having random stomach aches kinda like Shoichi.... 0.o Well, with that said, ikoze!! :3

Ne Gokudera, you really should stop smoking."

"Huh?" Gokudera looked up from his book to shoot an annoyed glare at the yakyuu-baka (A/N: baseball idiot) sitting across from him.

"Smoking is bad for you ya know? You really should stop, or it'll-"

"Urusai (A/N: shut up) yakyuu-baka. I don't need an idiot preaching to me about bad health. What I do is none of your damn business!"

"Maa, maa Gokudera, calm down. I didn't mean anything by it, it's just......"

"Just spit it out Yamamoto, I don't have all day you know?"

"Well....... Tsuna has been worried about you lately and-"

"The Jyuudaime.... is worried.... about.. me?" Gokudera stuttered, his tone softening up at the sound of his beloved bosses name.

"Haha, yeah......... He said something about not wanting you like.... stop breathing or something..... And the kid said something about you not having life insurance to deal with a sudden lung failure......."

Gokudera sweatdropped. "Sounds like something Reborn-san would say..... So why am I stuck talking to you about this instead of the Jyuudaime?"

"Haha well, im not really sure!" Yamamoto stated cheerfully, with that optimistic grin plastered on his face.

"Tch. Stupid yakyuu-baka....." That smile.... that tone of voice.... basically everything about Yamamoto pissed Gokudera off to no end. Why? Gokudera himself wasn't even fully sure himself. Which pissed him off even more. He didn't like being in the dark and not knowing what was going on around him.

"Well then, its almost five. I'm gonna go get some milk...need strong bones you know? See you later Gokudera!" And just like that, Gokudera was alone again. Peaceful silence... it was wonderful. Until a certain lightning guardian decided to 'grace' him with his presence.

"Ne, ne, Stupiddera! Lambo-san wants takoyaki (A/N: octopus balls)! Takoyaki!!!" The annoying five-year old whined, bouncing up and down angrily at Gokuderas feet. Stopping suddenly, the little cow brat composed himself and gave the bomber a thoughtful look, one hand on his fat little chin. "Ne, buy me some and I might just CONSIDER letting you become my subordinate......" Gokudera then grabbed Lambo by his curly junk filled Afro, stood up from the surprisingly comfortable chair he was sitting in, and stomped over to the door, dropping the cow as he sent a powerful kick upwards, bunting the now pitifully wailing child across Namimori, grenades falling from the cow's hair as he flew.

"WHO WOULD WANT TO BE YOUR SUBORDINATE ANYWAY YOU STUPID-ASS COW!! GO ASK THE LAWN HEAD TO BUY YOU TAKOYAKI, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" The now very VERY miffed guardian yelled as Lambo continued to sail over the town.
Truding back to his chair, he couldn't help but picture the Afro-guardian finally crashing to the ground, erupting into tears as he swore his vengeance. Personally, Gokudera couldn't help but hope the brat fell into Nami Middle so Hibari could bite the kid to death as well, but the Storm Guardian didn't particularly care. He was too busy thinking about what Yamamoto had said about the Jyuudaime being worried........

At Tsuna(the Jyuudaime)'s house

The tenth generation Vongola boss, Sawada Tsunayoshi, was sitting with his home tutor, a baby named Reborn, when Yamamoto finally returned from his turn at trying to reason with Gokudera. Tsuna immediately abandoned his unfinished math homework when his Rain Guardian entered the room and took a seat beside him.

"So, what did Gokudera-kun say? Will he quit smoking!?" Tsuna asked, eagerly waiting for Yamamoto to answer.

"Haha..... well......" Yamamoto sheepishly rubbed the back of his head.
Tsuna looked down, obviously disappointed.

"I really don't know what to do Yamamoto. You and Gokudera-kun get along so well, and if he doesn't even listen to you..."

"I suppose we'll just have to use my method," Reborn concluded, opening his briefcase, which Tsuna knew was full of dangerous weapons.

"Hiiiiiiiie!! Reborn!! Your not going to shoot him are you?!"

"Calm down, Dame-Tsuna. I have another plan, but Yamamoto will have to agree with it as well."

"Ok kid, whats the plan?" Reborn smiled that slightly sadistic smile that alerted Tsuna something extremely bad was going to happen....

"Hey Gokudera, I didn't expect to see you here!"

"Moron. I've just been sitting here since you left before."

"Oh yeah, I guess your right, hehe."

"Well, what do you want this time?"

"Well the kid, Tsuna and I-"

"The Jyuudaime?!" Gokudera asked, interest immediately arising.

"Yeah, well, we have decided how to make you quit smoking." Gokudera looked up at the suddenly serious Yamamoto with amusement.

"Oh really? And what would that be?"

"You'll find out next time you light a cigarette........... Anyway," Yamamoto's trademark grin reappeared on his face, "Wanna come with me and Tsuna to eat at my place?"

"Tch. Like I'd want to.... Wait, did you say the Jyuudaime would be there!?"

"Yup!" Gokudera scowled and looked away from Yamamoto's overpowering smile.

"Well, I guess I'll have to come, since I can't let you be alone with the Jyuudaime..........."

And that was how Yamamoto and Gokudera ended up walking to Yamamoto's house together.

Gokudera remained silent, occasionally glaring suspiciously at the yakyuu-baka attempting to make him interested in baseball, thinking about what exactly he meant by 'You'll find out the next time you light a cigarette'. Would Reborn-san replace his precious cigarettes with some sort of bomb? Wouldn't put it past him.....

Gokudera sighed. All of this thinking was too troublesome. He decided to risk the possibility that his cigarettes had already been filled with some even more toxic substance, and light one.

He took his brand-new pack out of his right pants pocket, put one in his mouth, and was reaching for his lighter, when......... Squeeze.

Eyes wide, he dropped the white tobacco filled cylinder to the ground where it continued to pour smoke from the end until the flame went out. He turned to Yamamoto, face warm.

"What...what THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" The storm guardian yelled. Yamamoto just continued smiling, not yet removing his large calloused hand from his fellow guardian and friends soft posterior tissue.

"I said WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR YOU YAKYU-BAKA??!!"

"Eh? Oh sorry Gokudera. I was just thinking to myself that you actually have a prety nice butt on you."

A/N: yaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy happiness!! :3 im finally done, i feel accomplished. many thanks to xXBitchNinjaXx, my ponytail buddy. well, tell me what you think, onegaishimasu!!