Summary: It was inevitable, to be captured by this man was Hayato Gokudera's destiny. They were entwined as thread would be, never to be untangled, never to be separated heartbeats. Review pls!, no flames...just enjoy
Hey, DeeDee here...okay well I'm trying out an idea again!
See how the responses go... where this leads...who knows XD (rated m for later chaps)
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I loved how the wind would soar past my ears as I did a quick spin on the gravel. The crunching of the road beneath my bike wheels was so soothing it made me sigh repetitively. The birds twittered and the strong smell of autumn leaves flew through our township. I turned into the simple florist shop in a rush, dropping my bike to the side and slamming the door behind me. My brother looked up startled beneath his glasses, his wide eyes alert.
My mind whirred with possibilities at Tsuna's grimace and strange behaviour, he seemed really uptight and often quite snappy at me.
"Gokudera-kun!"
I apologized with a smile. "I've come for deliveries again!"
I busied myself and reached for the nearest box of flowers, the scent made my feet sway for a moment. I noticed that my brother's eyes were red and swollen, his movements slow and tired. On instinct, I grabbed the box to ease the weight. My eyes noticed a pile of papers were laid to the side, as if purposefully out of his sight.
"You gave me a fright! Never in my 25 years of life have I felt this old..." Tsuna smiled, signalling for more orders to be made.
"Looks like the flowers aren't the only thing that's weighing up," I pointed out sadly.
My brother nodded, his hazel eyes brimming with emotion. His lips opened before shutting tight, waving me out of the shop.
I understood why my brother was out of money, our shop wasn't that successful – especially in a small township like this. He adopted me at the age of 14; even though, he was tight on money. The small florist shop was handed down the generations of Tsuna's family. So I was determined to finish my deliveries, and earn as much money as I could to help him. Often our neighbours had laughed that I was his 'right-hand' man, as if my brother owned a huge mafia family or something. I snorted, almost laughing at my strange thoughts.
Once I finished my deliveries, I ate my bento with a huge sigh. I've always dreamed of going to university, in the city...go to omai's. Have a cute girlfriend, but it could never happen with the rise of recent debts.
...
I returned home with a huge smile of relief, yelling my arrival and gently shutting the door behind me. The house seemed quiet, the occasional drip of tap water echoed. It seemed empty, too empty. My feet thudded to the rooms, calling out for anybody. There was a change in this atmosphere as I tiptoed towards the sound of voices, my hands threatened to shove the door open. A man in a black suit had his back turned, he had a gun attached to his side, and bright blonde hair. He spoke to my brother in a hushed whisper, hugging him tightly when my brother sobbed.
"There's just no way, if I were to-"
The blonde stranger placed a finger against Tsuna's quivering lips. "I'm so sorry Tsuna-kun, there's nothing I can do. He was persistent about your debt being due a long time ago."
I struggled to choke back a gasp, leaning lightly against the doorway.
"How will I tell him? He'll hate me for the rest of his life. Dealing with a loan shark, a-and then running away...I'm a frigging low-life coward!"
As time ticked, my brother clung to the stranger for support. Seeing this as a chance, the foreigner kissed his forehead and hugged him even tighter.
'What could be so serious?' I pondered inwardly. After a few minutes, I mustered enough courage to face the door.
I flung the door open, eyes as wild as a hurricane unleashed. A few strands of silver hair drifted to stray in front of my eyes, the stranger surprised and my brother equally shocked.
"What's going on, Tsuna? Who is this guy?" I eyed him suspiciously.
"This guy unfortunately has a name. Perhaps I should start again, my name is Dino Cavallone."Dino stated in an offended tone. I ignored his playful eyes and strode to my brother's side. I grabbed his sweaty hand, pleading him with my eyes.
"Wont you tell me?" I whispered childishly. My brother ruffled my hair, nodding his head.
There was a moment where my brother gripped my shirt with such strength and anxiety that turmoil twisted in my stomach.
"I-Im so sorry Gokudera-kun, I've done something terrible. I borrowed some money from a loan shark for your 'surprise' university application... so I left to the city, hoping to find somebody to help." He paused to stuttering for his next deep breath. "There I met Dino and this loan shark. I had to do it. I explained about my situation- with the debts and your university application. He agreed so I left, hoping that I had enough time to repay the debts. But they just keep on coming, Gokudera-kun..."
I unlocked his hands covering his face. "So now, he came back for the money?"
" Yes, and..." He shakily tilted his head towards Dino, tears welling in his wide eyes. "He demands to exchange you for it."
I exchanged shocked glances with the wall, daring to edge my view towards Dino. The stranger looked away, switching on his phone reluctantly. A strong sense of vertigo overcame me, I leaned against the bed tiredly. This morning I was riding along the roads peacefully, allowing my strange hair to sway in the wind. But now, here I was...already captured by this man.
"Fine. I'll go...its my duty to keep you safe brother." I replied breathily.
A single tear rolled down my cheek, I understood this situation...my brother needed me more than I needed him. Dino nodded sympathetically, and led himself out of the room. He made a quick call, grimacing as the male voice grunted.
"I'll take you to him, pack up your stuff... We leave in an hour."
...
I climbed into the sleek, black Porsche with a heavy heart. My eyes welled with tears as I waved quick goodbye to my brother. He clung to the doorhandle, his body convulsing with fear and longing. Dino turned, before grinning at my brother cheerfully. I felt like slamming him into the nearest tree; here my brother and I were suffering and there he was, giggling like a school girl.
The last thing I saw was the town closing in on Tsuna's scrunched face, and his bruised knees that fell onto the muddy ground. The town flew past, just as today's events were. I shut my eyes, and pinched myself under the seat. The truth of my situation clutched my heart with an iron-grip, refusing to let go or untangle me from the horrible dream.
'No, this isn't a dream Hayato." I whispered.
" Kill me in a crash, Dino, before I reach there..." I sighed depressed.
Dino raised his eyebrows, shifting his glasses down to the bridge of his nose "If I did that, Gokudera-kun, I would kill myself...and I finally scored with your brother in this trip."
I narrowed my eyes angrily, tilting my head out the window. "A kiss on the forehead isn't much, baka."
The blond idiot winked with a shrug, amusement coursing through his laughter. It rang it my ears, and I groaned in annoyance.
"You never know...brother in-law." He winked with an not-so-innocent smile. His laugh chimed through the wind, passing my ears with an annoying dance.
My head snapped around to his face, his face twisting into an innocent smile. I clenched my fist into a tight ball, before loosening it again.
"Just...just take care of him." My voice dropped and trailed off sadly.
..
I woke up several times during the tiring journey, gazing at the humming Dino with half-lidded eyes before cussing him out loud. He hummed and told me stories of his deluded childhood, dramatically waving his hands on the wheel. The smell of a food-stop wafted into my nose, hinting at how hungry I was. The burger soon disappeared with a loud burp, ignoring Dino's shocked mouth. Through a gulp of air, I nibbled on a chip hesitantly, washing my greasy throat with coke once again.
"So, who is this asshole anyway?"
The blonde's eyes glazed over, before snapping back to reality. He frowned and sighed. "You'll see, Gokudera-kun, it's a lot more easier not knowing who he was...trust me." Dino took an elegant bite of his burger, barely acknowledging the giggles of some foreign female tourists. Once again I thought about my brother, defenseless against the door, eyes pleading with me to stay. I fought back tears, biting on my lips until I drew blood. With a quick murmur, I excused myself to the bathroom, washing my face with cold water. It soothed me, but not long enough. The mirror reflected my tired eyes and tousled silver hair. I clutched the edge of the basin, bowing my head to the blank reflection that stared back. I screamed, noticing that I didn't have black hair nor was I that tall.
The stranger laughed, leaning on the doorframe. I tilted my head frustatedly, rinsing my hands with soap. As I swivelled past him towards the door, he grabbed me by the shoulder.
"Whoa there, wait a minute..." He laughed.
My eyebrows creased with annoyance , folding my arms and standing as tall as I could muster. The stranger grinned, resting his hands against his head. There was no choice but analyze the stranger's ordinary clothes, jeans, a ripped baseball cap and a striped blue shirt. His easy-going nature already got on my nerves, and I intended to leave the cursed bathroom as soon as possible.
"What?"
"Hello, my name is Takeshi Yamamoto..." He bowed respectively.
I nodded, frowning with a dark gaze aimed at him. "Good for you."
My body turned towards the door, cursing loudly when he grabbed me by my shoulder again. My back slouched and I sighed, giving in to this stranger. All the strength had been drained with the blonde idiot that I had driven with for the hour or so.
"Yamamoto-san, are you a baseball yankee by any chance?",I scoffed with a smirk.
The dumbass blinked confusedly. "Do Yankees own sushi bars?"
This time I blinked but mockingly. "No, but you could be the first..."
Yamamoto laughed, scratching his head. "Well, I don't see why not..."
A smile tugged on my pursed lips, so I pushed the door so it missed him by inches (grudgingly he dodged it with amazing movements). "See you around, Yamamoto."
As I finally tilted my head, my head impacted against Dino's chest. He gasped, laughing and hugging me as if it was a long awaited reunion.
"Gokudera-kun, I missed you soo much!" Dino cried loudly. I blushed, squirming under his tight grip. The blonde idiot narrowed his eyes at Yamamoto, shoving me behind him. Suddenly the tension between the two parties rose, the fire that rose behind their eyes scared even me.
"Yamamoto..." He plastered on a fake smile.
"Dino...pleasure to meet you again. Still doing errands for him?"
Dino laughed obnoxiously. "Well, I have no choice. It involves me and this boy here."
"Oh...okay!" He grinned mischievously.
Yamamoto winked at me beneath his eyelashes, shoving a piece of paper into my hand while Dino momentarily ended a call. He mouthed, "Take it, call me whenever you need me...and I'll be there."
I scrunched it inside my fist, immediately heading to throw it to the bin- but decided against it. Without a moment to reconsider my actions, I turned and waved at Yamamoto. He was equally surprised as his joyful eyes lingered on the note that I roughly shoved into my pocket.
Once we exited the shining food/service station, I sneaked a glance at Dino. For once the sleek blonde had a serious face, his eyes glazed with a fiery-sort of anger.
"Hey blondie, why were so angry with that guy?"
"Nothing." He gritted finally. With a not-so-smooth movement, he jumped into the car, tapping impatiently against the steering wheel.
For the rest of the journey , he ignored me and hummed to snoop dog classics. I nodded off into a deep slumber, welcoming the warm wind sweeping my hair away from my tired eyes.
"Bastard..." I muttered softly. My eyes suddenly grew heavy lidded, waving away a few pieces of leaves that flew into my eyes. Dino stared at me, then finally loosened up into a small smile.
"Business Gokudera-kun, it's purely business."
When he woke me up, my neck was extremely sore from being in the same position. I stretched, yawned, and rubbed my eyes tiredly. The Porsche flew past apartments and mesmerizing buildings. Stupefied, I tried not to show my childish excitement and awe as we passed this. Not even a glance from the people from the streets, although it was nearing midnight-the city life was pretty much still alive. It was extremely obvious that beautiful women clung to handsome men desperately, dragging them to some corner or love hotel. There were even a pair of men, holding hands lovingly. I blushed when I thought something so crudely, but thankfully Dino pulled over to a ripped building. The walls seemed peeling, and I couldn't read the poorly-painted title. The sound of thumping music vibrated on the ground, Dino swivelled his body towards mine. Slowly he strode towards me, looking quite handsome in a stylish black suit.
"You'll be fine, I'll promise to take care of you the best I can...thats the least I can do for your brother." He assured me softly. I noticed that he must have felt guilty for not helping my brother, so he attempted to ease the burden through these city air smelled of alcohol and smoke, it seemed to linger through their noses and clothes. I nodded at him, and followed him into the locked door. He knocked on the door, patting my shoulder sympathetically.
Behind the door was beyond my wildest dreams.
...
The party lights gleamed in the room, the half-naked women dancing in vulgar moments. Their short skirts and tight tops dazzled the surrounded men. I gawked at the size of the men; they all seemed dodgy and dragged their eyes away from the dance to stare at me. I blushed, ducking behind Dino and tightening my scarf around my neck. The air reeked of alcohol, women sauntered up to Dino and crouched near me. The men just took a whiff on their cigarettes, blowing smoke in my face as I trudged past. Occasionally, the blondie smiled at me, gesturing to the furthest corner of the club. I saw to my right a few couches, filled with cologne-drowned men and giggling women. There was a sudden realization, I had come to a brothel. Dino paused, gently shoving my arm beyond the curtain. In the dark, I saw a tall shadow sipping whisky. There was a sudden urge to choke on the air, but I swallowed some spit. My throat seemed parched and thirsty of fear.
"Oi, Kyoya...here he is..."
I gulped, fear coursed through my veins as I dared to look this man in the eye. With my head held high, I bowed shakily.
"He's a brat." The voice bellowed darkly. He stepped out of the shadows, wearing an expensive kimono down to his feet. His arms were folded and shoes clacked against the cemented ground loudly.
"Listen Kyoya, take care of this kid . You're not the only one that wants him now, other perverted asses want him too..." The blondie's right eyebrow shot up mockingly .
The man smirked, his eyes analyzed my stiff body in amusement. My heart thumped rapidly as I locked my eyes onto his cold orbs. They reflected blizzards and a cloudy past, they shed no light and seemed to only aid his smirk and frown in his life. When a bunch of keys were thrown in my chest, I grasped them immediately. I strained my eyes to see the caption on the label, 'Hibari Kyoya'. My heart thumped with anticipation, as Dino snaked a comfortable arm on my shoulder.
"The keys to my apartment ..."
Dino frowned, and shook his head. "Come on, Hayato-kun."
Hibari's head snapped so fast that his senpai almost heard the click, the shadows hiding his frown.
"Don't call me that..." I growled angrily.
Dino laughed, slinging a comforting arm around my shoulder. "Sorry, it's only to speed things up with my kouhai..."
"I'm not gay, Dino..." I blinked momentarily. Once the light illuminated the ambiguous glitter that was spread across the floor, my eyes were transfixed on the colours that shone onto my face. The people were back to their own business, entertaining and groping each other.
"I know," he sighed. " Just bear with me, okay?"
I leaned heavily against his arm, a sudden feeling of being lost and lonely clung to my throbbing heart. There was no way to run, I was here...end of story.
It was no surprise that Hibari owned a huge apartment floor. Apparently it was Japanese-styled interior, and therefore I would love it. But I wouldn't, because this wasn't my home. Although I tried to explain it to the dumb-ass, he shook his head and rambled on with small talk. Dino led me through the maze of lifts and strode spast gold-numbered rooms into the luxurious room filled with ancient paintings. As soon as he opened the door, my breath was taken away immediately. I threw my bag to the side, flinging my arms in a circle. A laugh bubbled on my throat, but I stopped when I saw the blondie's raised eyebrow.
""Well, I'm sorry I have to leave, Gokudera-kun...some things have popped up." He twirled the keys around his finger distractedly. Slowly he strode to my side and gripped my shoulder strongly. For a moment, I dragged my clouded eyes away from his, stepping away from his concerned grip.
"I know you kept Yamamoto's number, but...think of that as a second option. Here's mine, and a mobile for you to call me as well..." He reached into his pocket for a gold-coloured Motorola KRZR, a perfect fit for my hands. With a quick examination and a quick murmur or gratitude, I clamped it to my chest.
As he turned to leave, I felt the need to apologize or say something. So I grabbed the back of his shirt, which had the desired effect of a surprised blondie staring at me.
"Thanks blondie, thanks...a lot. You saved me, this whole shit-of a situation happened too fast...and I don't think I could have done it on my own." I grumbled softly. I wasn't even sure if I said it, or he heard me. But I did anyway, and he heard it with a rounded smile. With a great big hug, he patted my head before shutting the door behind him. There was a constant mix of emotions that flashed before my eyes and my body shook towards the open-kitchen.
He left me in a huge apartment, with luxurious features that surrounded me but nothing simple to gobble to soothe my famished state. It was all too much as my knees landed on the polished ground with a loud thud. I cried till my eyes grew pink and swollen, wiping it away on the hem of my shirt. There wasn't a moment where I felt the confidence I felt only less than 24 hours ago. My stomach growling from hunger and frustration of being lost in the apartment eventually got to me.
I hated this feeling, the feeling of being abandoned on a lonely street, although I was surrounded by gleaming furniture it still gnawed on me like a venomous bug that caused me to feel light-headed. For a full sixty seconds, a thought didn't cross my mind before I sprawled on the lime-green couch, sipping a glass of city-water. My face scrunched up, before I spat it to the side of the couch. A soft sigh escaped my lips.
Like a child, I searched my mind for the smiling memories that were only sketched so clearly moments before.
Like a child, I was palpably homesick.