Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, nor do I own any characters listed in the like. Nothing is mine!
Warning: Contains boy love.
Rating: T
Fandom: Yamamoto x Gokudera
Chapter 1
The Long Walk Home
Hayato Gokudera was in the best of moods today. It was Saturday afternoon, a little while after school had ended, when the gray haired male began to strut down the main streets for a walk. A lively grin was planted on his face as he traveled down the main streets at a brisk clip. So far that day, he'd aced all of his tests (which was no big problem - it was all natural to him, being at the top of the class), managed to avoid the stupid cow Lambo, and even survive the sight of seeing his older sister in sunglasses.
But in all respects of the word, this day was a blessing.
Fate was on his side.
But he dare not say anything lest he jinx himself.
So Gokudera gripped his take out bag and began to walk home.
Earlier that day, he'd stopped by Tsunayoshi's house, to see if he'd want some take out as well, but on the door was a note saying that they'd be out for the next couple of days. The Arcobaleno had accompanied them as well, so there was no point in staying. At that he was a bit miffed, not being told what was going on. He accepted it easily as "family vacation", meaning it was only Tsuna and his parents, and of course Reborn.
Gokudera sighed, but still grinned as he watched the rapidly descending sun. He furrowed his eyebrows for a minute, then looked at his watch which blared "18:54". Ah, he thought, that's why the sun is so low. Though the take-out had taken the restaurant forever to assemble, he'd still have time to make it home to watch his favorite programs.
Gokudera gripped the bag happily, then smiled obscenely during the rest of his walk home.
"I'm home..." he said, wedging the door open. The greeting was a habit, even though his two story home was always empty... something was off though.
His front door had been locked when he left... maybe his sister was there? He hoped not, and quietly closed the door behind him, locking it. Maybe someone broke in? Gokudera shook his head. There'd be signs of a struggle if there were. His home was always well-armed against intruders.
The code pad on the wall read "UNARMED", and he frowned. Someone with a key, and his password? His older sister didn't even know the code, since he changed it every other week.
So it had to be someone he knew.
Then he heard rustling in the kitchen, which gave Gokudera reason to go on the offense. He drew several sticks of dynamite, but then-
"H-hold it, Gokudera! It's me," Hayato jolted. He knew that voice.
A black haired, tan-skinned teenager made his way out into the open. He looked only a few months older than himself, and the grey-haired teen's eyes widened.
"Yamamoto?" Gokudera yelled, pushing his bombs back into his vest, "What the hell are you doing here?"
Takeshi laughed, then stepped out, holding his hands up in peace.
But even in the low lighting, Hayato could tell something was wrong. He noticed it first by Yamamoto's hands. They were shaking, more than if he'd just come back from practice. The hands jittered, as though paralyzed from shock. Hayato then noticed that Yamamoto's sword was absent, meaning if he were attacked out in the open, he'd have no way to fight back.
Gokudera nervously walked to the kitchen entrance, then flicked on the light switch there.
As the light flickered on, Gokudera also noticed a difference in Yamamoto's eyes. Those shining blue eyes once held a sheen of undying passion, unmatched by anything else except training, and baseball.
"S...sorry... about this," Takeshi said, his knees wobbling. The eyes, once rich and burning with fervent passion, were now faded, beaten, broken.
"Wh-what are you..." Gokudera never finished, the other falling into him, knocking the two of them down.
Yamamoto Takeshi, Vongola's Guardian of Rain, was unconscious.
TBC!
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~Keiko A.
