Being Yamamoto Takeshi's Number One Fan

Prologue: The Starting Point

It all started in a raining day. As usual, she was alone in the park, sitting by herself on a bench. Her short black hair was down, covering her face. She recently lost her mother to sickness, while her father was busy working. Nobody near her residence wanted to play with her, and her nanny had been long since fired because she didn't like being shadowed even though she was only 7.

If she went home now, no one will greet her home or ask her why she looked gloomy. And the same will occur even if she came home later. She simply did what she liked and nobody would comment, because she was alone and have no one with her.

Then a sound of people talking caught her attention. And there, a group of kids her age was talking loudly. She heard one person said, "It's such a pity it's raining now. We can't play!"

She could see the boy was talking with another boy in the center. Then she couldn't look away. The boy in the center was breathtaking with his smile. "Don't worry!" He said cheerfully. "We can play tomorrow!"

The rest of the boys groaned, she heard clearly despite the rain. "But we can't today, Takeshi! That's the point!"

"Ahahaha, sorry!" The boys laughed in response to his laugh. It was contagious, the happy laughter. Even she smiled a little.

Then the boy, the raven boy in the center, caught his eyes. She still couldn't look away, and was mesmerized by the sheer happiness she could see in his eyes, dark as it is; so far different from her black eyes that were blank, not able to show any emotion. He was really happy and his entire being screamed 'INNOCENT'.

It looked like he was intrigued by her, because he stopped walking, causing one of the boys behind him to hit him. "What's the matter, Takeshi? Why'd you stop?"

He smiled at them all and beamed. "I want to do something before I go home! You guys don't need to wait for me!"

A chorus of disappointment was made by the rest of the boys, but they nodded to him and continued walking, waving to him as they walked.

The boy she knew now named as Takeshi waved back to his friends and then turned, walked to her direction.

She could see as he came nearer to her that he, just like her, was of pure Japanese heritage. He smiled as he walked and as he stopped in front of her, he asked cheerfully. "Why are you out in this rain?"

She raised her eyebrow at him, something she learnt at her bedroom when she had nothing better to do. "And what are you doing yourself? She asked suspiciously. After all, why would he bother?

"Me? I just came from playing baseball. My father doesn't allow me to play when it's raining, you see." He answered, still smiling that wide smile.

"So, what are you doing here? You'll get sick if you don't go home." A hint of concern showed underneath his carefree voice, and she sighed in relief; he didn't have any hidden motive, she could at least tell that he really was concerned for her well-being.

So she shrugged and looked to her right, avoiding his gaze. "I've nothing better to do home."

"Me too, but you don't see me hanging around in rain." The boy retorted, even as his smile became wider.

She frowned at him. "Why are you asking me all this? Go home if you want to. I don't want to go home."

"Ahahaha, but I see you here and I can't just leave you! My father will scold me if he knows it."

"Don't worry, I wouldn't tell him."

"But my mother might!"

Now she scowled at him. "Your mother isn't here, and I won't tell your mother. Now go away."

Takeshi touched his chest. "But she's here!"

She looked around. "Where? I don't see anyone here. Don't lie to me." Her tone became disappointed and angry. She didn't like being lied to. Even if it was for her good.

He pointed to his chest proudly. "Here! Otou-san said she will always remain with me. That mean when I go home she will tell him."

Her eye widened. This boy's mother was…deceased? No way! But he is so carefree and happy. Nothing like her at all.

It looked like he knew that she knew, and his gaze softened a bit, even as his smile remained wide. "Don't worry. She's here and I know she won't go. Now go home!"

Akimori Amaya couldn't believe her eyes. After saying that, the boy turned round and left her, as if he already knew what she was going to do. Which he might really know. After hearing what he said, she wanted to go home, even though she didn't know why. Maybe it's because this boy said so.

"Hey!" She called out to him. "What's your name? What school do you go to?" She needed to know something about him! Her current light. Her road-maker.

"Yamamoto Takeshi! From Namimori Elementary!" He waved at her, his bat on his back.

The last thing she saw from the boy before he turned his back was his blinding smile, eyes closed. And it's the start of everything.

Yep, OC story. This is my first, so I hope for good responses from you guys! And I also hope you guys already know, or realized, the pairing. Other than the fact that I had stated it in the summary, this chapter should be a very good start for the pairing. Oh, well, I'll say it once again. This is Yamamoto X OC story! YAY! I had been obsessed with OC stories recently, and Yamamoto can be said as my favorite character in KHR, other than Tsuna and Hibari. Oh, and their words may seem like a bit over-developed for their age, but I don't know what words would they have by their age, so please pardon this flaw!

Anyway, this will be my last story before I went on hiatus for the next six months, so please support this story! I may just continue this story during my supposed hiatus. Next chapter will be longer, I promise. This is just prologue. But then again, it all depends on your review! So, please, REVIEW!