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A/N: sorry for the wrong grammar and limited vocab :] staysafe minna-san!:3

Chapter Two

In Namimori High School, Class 2-A, a boy was staring wistfully at the soft and fluffy white clouds floating playfully in the wide expanse of pale blue sky. He had his head propped up by his right hand on his armchair and was on the brink of drifting into sleep.

Classes are still going on as usual, as his Math teacher, Kimihiro-sensei, was explaining about some algebraic formulas. Though the brunette tried to listen, his gray matter wouldn't absorb all of what their instructor is teaching them. And his monotone voice has no emotion at all that even some students fell asleep during the discussion. Tsuna remained bored, went on looking at the school's courtyard and droned out his teacher's ramblings.

"Sawada. Solve the problem on the board." Sensei called him without warning, handing him a piece of chalk. Besides his way of explaining, he also likes to call those who fail his subject once in a blue moon.

"Huh? What?" Tsuna panicked, snapping out of his reverie. "Ugh. Why do I have to be called this time of all days?" he added to himself.

"Don't make me repeat myself, Sawada-san. Find the value of the variable X in the equation: 3x + 8 = 23. Now." Kimihiro-sensei answered with an evident bored tone, eyeing him with droopy eyes under his signature horn-rimmed glasses.

"Varia-what? I don't even understand what's he's saying!" Tsuna got up reluctantly and as he passed by a desk, a familiar voice softly whispered. "Jyuudaime, just write what's written here." He handed him a small piece of paper written with what seems like calculations.

Very grateful, he walked towards the blackboard and wrote the answer with the correct solution that Gokudera passed to him. After finishing, he went back to his place and thanked the bomber before taking his seat.

"Well and good, Sawada. A point for you. Where's my dear secretary?" he searched for the whole class until finally, a feeble voice responded. "H-hai, sensei!"

Finally, for what seemed like ages, the bell rang signaling for lunch. The brunette heaved a sigh of relief for he will no longer endure the confinements of the dull classroom and he could be with his friends. As usual, Yamamoto Takeshi and Gokudera are hanging around his desk before he even had a chance to gather up his things.

"That Kimi-sensei sure is boring! Lucky I didn't get called coz' I just slept the whole period! Haha! Yamamoto stated with his all too familiar goofy grin as they were unpacking their bentos in the rooftop. He kept on about the other times he fell asleep just because of baseball practice.

"Aww. Yamamoto's so lucky. He's got failing marks like me but once he focuses on studying, he can really manage well. I just wish that I wasn't born with this stupid brain of mine!" Tsuna mulled over, a little envious of his dark-haired friend.

"Shut up, baseball idiot! You're so noisy!" cried out the irritated Gokudera, already holding out a dynamite in his slender fingers intending to kill the bastard. This was an expected reaction from him because of his short temper and has, obviously, a dislike for the swordsman. But the latter ignored the bomb for he was already used to it. On the other hand, after seeing Tsuna's bothered look on the one he's holding, Gokudera quickly returned it to its hiding place and continued scowling at Yamamoto's face.

"Oh, come on. Cheer up, Gokudera! Here, have some sushi." Offered the still-grinning-like-an-idiot baseball nut.

I'd rather die than accept something from the likes of you!" was Gokudera's outburst who in turn offered some onigiris to his Jyuudaime.

Tsuna politely refused and watched as the two of them went on with their bickering. "Ah, I wish that these peaceful days would never end." He mused to himself, a small smile appearing on his thin lips. But somehow, deep inside of him, he had a nagging feeling that this was not going to be able to continue forever.