Chapter 2

It was dark, and my whole body felt heavy and sore. The pain didn't hurt much but it was torture…

A part of me wanted to wake up, but a part of me still didn't want to face the cruel world, if possible I wanted to stay in this void of darkness than experience the harsh world awaiting for me once I flutter my eyes open.

"It's gonna be ok… everything will be fine…"

I suddenly felt warm and relaxed as I heard those reassuring words, laced with gentleness and comfort.

It was… nice…

and it sounded… warm and caring…

Who could it be?

It was another normal day at school and a certain black haired teen couldn't wait for the day to finally end.

Yamamoto's POV

I keep glancing at my watch as the teacher teaches us about finding volumes from pyramids and etc. Though I wasn't really paying attention cause I wanted to go home. Quickly. ASAP.

I thought about the injured and sick brunet currently staying at our home. He still hasn't woken up yet since last night and I was wondering all day if he had woken up at all while I was here in school. I just couldn't bring myself to stop thinking about him.

"He needs to be taken care of properly…" The words of the doctor from last night rang through my head "If he doesn't wake up until the day after tomorrow, he has to be sent to the hospital. His body had suffered too much injuries and he's fever is really high. It would be bad enough if he stays unconscious, he'll get dehydrated and malnourished…"

I frowned. Dad and I knew it wouldn't be such a great idea to send him to the hospital, especially if the brunet was being hunted down by the people/person who had gave him those injuries to begin with. Though, we weren't sure, but it was a possible. Hopefully, he should wake up soon.

Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong!

I mentally cheered. Finally classes are done! The excitement must have shown in my face since Gokudera suddenly approach me while grumbling.

"What are you looking excited about baseball freak?"

"Could it be because of baseball?" Kyoko had also appeared

I started hearing murmurs from my fellow classmates like…

"Omg, the three popular students are talking to each other again."

"Uwah! They're so cool to look at!"

"Gokudera-kun looks so hot!"

"Hey, hey, don't you find Sasagawa-san perfect for Yamamoto-san?"

"Un! They're a perfect couple!"

Actually, I have no feelings for Kyoko, she just feels like a little sister. People should stop pairing me with her. It's a bit uncomfortable.

"After all, Yamamoto-kun seems to like baseball a lot." Kyoko said looking at me with one of her bright smiles, that it made her fans swoon over it.

I just smiled back. Was it me or did I hear girls sigh in content "Haha, I guess you can say that."

"Tch. A baseball idiot will always be a baseball idiot." Gokudera said

"Maa, maa…" I grinned

"So are you going to your baseball practice?" Kyoko asks

I shook my head. I suddenly heard a collective gasps. Aren't these students leaving yet? Seriously? And I watch Gokudera look at me in shock.

"Eh? You're not?" Kyoko tilts her head in confusion

"Hahaha, calm down, there's no practice today you see…" I said, sweat dropping a bit. They're too exaggerating.

"You should've told me sooner. I thought the apocalypse was happening or something." Gokudera exclaims while rolling his eyes as if saying I-knew-it

"Sorry…?" Yamamoto scratches the back of his head

"Yamamoto-kun, if you're not busy, then… can you come with me to check out this new cake shop?" Kyoko asks

I felt myself frown. I wanted to go home badly to check on the brunet. Kyoko seemed to have noticed "But… if you don't want to, it's ok."

I immediately saw her looking a bit depress, so I had no choice "Maa, maa… who said I wasn't coming? Come on! Let's go to that shop you're trying to talk about." I turned to Gokudera "You wanna come?"

Gokudera just snorted before walking away "No thanks… I don't want to be a third wheel on your date."

"It's really not a date…" I said to the bomber with a goofy grin, I turned to Kyoko "Right?"

She looks up at me, before forcing a smile "Y-yeah." She suddenly grabs my arm "Now, come on!"


I whistled as I saw the crowded girls in front of the Cake shop. They were all fighting over some new cakes and sweets. I chuckled. Girls and their sweets.

Kyoko was looking worriedly at the crowded girls, so I asked her "What's wrong?"

"Oh… I was planning to buy this Special Strawberry mousse cake. But it seems like… I'll have to go back next time…" Kyoko sighs in disappointment "It must've already run out."

I put a hand on her shoulder before smiling "Maa maa, don't give up so easily… here I'll buy it for you."

And before she could answer, I easily made my way through the crowded place and (luckily) bought the last piece of strawberry mousse cake.

I squeeze my way out the crowd and grinned at the orange hair teen as I took out a paper bag containing the Special Strawberry Mousse.

She looks at me with wide eyes before smiling softly "Thanks a lot Yamamoto-kun…"

I just grinned before holding out the paper bag to her, but… she suddenly pushes it gently to me back in my hands "Eh?"

She smiles happily at me "The cake was actually for you…"

"What for?" I asked, "It's not my birthday…-"

"No… no… I just wanted to give it to you… for a gift… as a …" she hesitated for a moment "…as a friend."

Still not sure of her reason, I shrug it off "Ok then. Thanks." I grinned

"Of course, I'll pay you for it!" Kyoko said taking out her wallet

Apparently, I'm a gentleman "Huh? Wait! No you don't need to!"

"But it won't be a gift if I don't pay it!"

"No it's fine. It's the thought that matters."

"But-!"

"Maa… maa…" And so it went on like this until she reluctantly gave up and went home.

I escorted her to her house and wave at her as she entered the door. And now I was on my way home.

As I walk through the familiar street, I suddenly saw guys in suits talking to each other…

"Hai trovato lui?" One of them spoke in an Italian language (based on google translator)

"No ... ma lui dovrebbe essere troppo lontano ..." the other spoke

"Maledizioni! Continua la ricerca!"

I watch them scatter, feeling a bit confused. I really had no idea what they just said, but just seeing their serious face… it must've been something bad.


"I'm home pops." I entered my house, and as usual, the place was filled with costumers, but Dad seems like he could handle them.

"Welcome home." Dad greeted

"Want me to help?" I asked as I drop my bag to the counter and greet some regular customers.

"No, it's fine…" my dad grinned "Besides, you already have something else to take care of."

"Did he wake up?" I couldn't help but ask as worry immediately consume me

Pops frowned "No… we will have to take him to the hospital later. We have no choice."

I felt disappointed and worried for the brunet as I made my way upstairs. I open the door to my room and I immediately saw the pale stranger on my bed, panting softly with brows furrowed. I put the paper bag on my desk before approaching him.

I sat beside him and gently put a hand against his hot forehead. His fever hasn't lowered at all and he was sweaty.

I approached my cabinet and took out a new change of clothes and put it at the foot of the bed. Gently and softly I took off his shirt and frowned at the bruises and long and painful-looking red marks around his torso and back.

I grab the wet cloth from the bowl of water beside me before wiping his sweaty face then his injuries.

I dressed him up with a button up shirt, which was a bit big to him and also a pair of boxers. I put the blanket over him before kneeling next to the bed. My head rested next to his flushed one "When are you gonna wake up?"

No answer.

I pushed his bangs away before holding his clammy hands "Just open your eyes…" I wanted him to wake up badly. I couldn't afford to bring him to the hospital. I'll show my dad (and that doctor) I could and would be able to take care of him!

He suddenly whimpers.

"It's ok…" I held his hand tighter "Everything's gonna be ok… I'll take care of you…"

His breathing suddenly hitched and I couldn't help but panic as tears suddenly streamed down from his closed eyes. He continued whimpering, and I did what I had to do.

I gently pull him up and engulf him in a soft hug "Shh… it's gonna be ok…" I said soothingly "Don't cry… I'm here… no one's gonna hurt you." I felt this wave of over-protectiveness to the brunet. He looked so frail I had to be careful while he stayed in my arms. Surprisingly, he started to calm down. I settled him back down with a small sigh of relief.

I stood up 'I guess I have no choice… he really needs to be taken to the hospital.' I thought, feeling a bit disappointed.

I walk towards the door, to get some food when all of a sudden, I heard some shuffling noise. I turned back to my bed. Nothing different… except for the part that the brunet was struggling to sit up…-what?

I was stunned as I watch the once unconscious teen shakily pushes himself up with those thin arms of his. His breathing was ragged, and his hair was slightly messy while his bangs stuck at the sides of his face and on his sweaty forehead. I watched as his closed eyes slowly opens, revealing bright caramel eyes.

But for some reason, as soon as those brown orbs landed on me, fear suddenly flashed within them.

End of Chap...


A/N: if you want to know what the italian words meant, just check them out at the google translator...

-.-I'm not in the mood for some reasons... But please do Review.